Aobara-hime no Yarinaoshi Kakumeiki

Countless shining stars floating in deep blue. One boy looks up into the sky on a vast hill that continues endlessly beneath it.

The boy has thin pigments until his hair and skin reach his eyelashes, his clear beauty is mysterious and tells those who see that he is not of the world. But there is no human here to point that out, and there is no way the boy has noticed that he is alone.

Far back in the day for man, in the near past for the boy, the boy made a covenant with the king of man. Since then, the boy has become known as the “Guardian Star”.

"Hehe. My chosen princess is amazing."

With the sky pointing, the two eyes surrounded by golden eyelashes close to white reflect a certain girl, not shining stars.

Alicia, a bright princess with blue eyes in the sunny spring sky.

The use of the stars smiled satisfactorily as he entrusted her with the future of Heilland and gave her a second raw no madness in his eyes

As a royal human being, I can't be too honest. My personality is disastrous, and for the first time I drowned in love for King Fritz, Alicia, and I can't see everything.

But how reliable she is now. With a mission that was never easy, she hit the wall more than once and tasted the frustration. But every time she comes back, she's making small strides step by step.

By doing so, with that little body, he finally began to spin the gear of history.

With his eyes narrowed, the boy reached into the night sky trying to touch something.

"Oh, Alicia. You're amazing. More than I expected! But..."

The boy swallowed the rest of the words.

It was none other than herself who forced her to carry a fate that was too heavy for a human being with a short time to live. It is only by keeping an eye on her that we cannot lower that burden.

Above all, Alicia, who has a strong sense of responsibility, will not try to loosen her hands now where she has stopped.

After closing his eyes for the first time, the boy once again gently spinned the following words.

"... but sooner or later you will face it. Turn the fate of this world, into another big gear"

Ahead, you get a new future.

The boy, who added to grunt, turned his beautiful obsession to a distant sky -.

Candle lights provided at equal intervals on the walls reflect and emit light on brilliant gold conditioners. That room, with a single red carpet passing through it in the centre, until earlier was frightened with people entering and leaving, and guards quietly watching over them, holding them back on both sides. But now there is no appearance of people or guards entering or leaving, only a woman sinks herself into a chair.

Is it because of fatigue after successive glances that you are holding the temples with your hands wearing rings with large jewels? There is no stranger to her name in living in this day and age who leaves her body behind and looks into the universe at will.

Of course, those who have never seen it in person may be necked for a moment. But if you see the beauty to the cold, the wavy hair that reminds you of the burning sun, and above all the grandeur that makes you fear those who confront you, you will soon notice.

She was Elizabeth, the harsh empress who united Aardhar.

That's when the hall door opened and the shadow of one man slipped in. The man didn't show fright when he saw what was going on in the hall where he could clearly tell he had paid people. Instead, he walked closer to the Empress than he was accustomed to.

"Are you tired, my lord?"

"... I guess you're the only one left to speak while I know, Yugdrasil"

Even if the empress smiles sarcastically, there is no bare gesture that moved on a man called Yugdrasil. After she finishes her glance, who knows what she was going to call herself.

After the empress figured it out, she turned her chilling eyes to the man beside her.

"And I guess it's naturally in your Lord's ear too"

"Is it a rumor involving neighboring Heilland?"

"What else do we have?"

I frown faintly and the empress answers boringly. If it was another person who was here, I would have trembled to see if it had offended her.

But this man - not in the case of Eric Yugdrasil. In his case, where he supports the empress as prime minister, who rapidly moves towards centralization, these interactions with her are familiar. The detail that gave the impression of being somewhere tedious was faceless, just waiting for the Empress's next word.

"Lloyd Sutherland died suddenly, ruling Sheraford territory bordering our country. Strange rumors about it got to my ear. This man, the Duke of Sheraford, was murdered for secretly passing through our country."

"It's a boring rumor. Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about it."

"Hehe, are you bored? Lord, do you really think this is just a rumor?

Fishing for red lips, the Empress looked funny at the Chancellor. But those eyes quietly shot through Yugdrasil in an attempt to calmly identify the inside of his chest.

The opposing Yugdrasil also still just waits for the empress to say the next word. Nervous air flowed between the two, and only the candlelight swayed loosely.

Eventually, when the Empress took her gaze off the Chancellor as she had lost interest, she laid her hands on a shitty twist.

"Well, good. Either way, my cousin (that man) won't say anything to Aaldar. Shadowing the relationship between the two countries is not where he wants it to be. Drop the rumors."

"As you say."

To the Chancellor, who answered, the Empress waved lightly with a ring. We're done here, so we need to get out. But the voice of the empress chased her back when Yugdrasil turned back on her heel.