5 Episode 5: The Dukes Quartet Interview (Part II) (1/2)

”Your Majesty, I'm sure Prince Algard will ask you about the situation, but no matter what the story is, I'd like you to destroy your engagement to Uffi”

”Good, head up but good. Grants.”

Anticipating Uphilia settling down, Grants once again bows his head to Orphans.

Orphans lets the bitter bug chew his head up with a crushed look and exhales heavily.

”... Algard annoyed me. I don't know what to say to you. It will only be lowered on this occasion now. Sorry, Grants, Uphilia.”

”Your Majesty! How many times do I have to say, don't let them bow their heads...!

”That's right, Orphans. Wouldn't Yufi be in trouble?”

”Sometimes make him stop being king. As a father, it's just impudent. Damn it, don't hate it. This is my daughter.”

Orphans and Grants grin at each other for shattering words. Next to Orphans is an anisphere with a firm neck.

Uphilia rounds her eyes to Grants, who broke the word. I'm just surprised at my father today.

”And Princess Anisphere. I have no problem putting Uphilia under you. If Uphilia wants to, I'll think positively if you drink certain terms.”

”Yes!... Yes? Conditions?

Even if Anisphere responds with a full grin when she seeps joy that she has received acknowledgement, she leans her neck whether she has learned to catch on to the word condition.

Grants tightens his expression and returns from his father to the Duke's face. Somewhere I could see the warmth, the expression wrapped around the icy cold again, looking at the anisphere.

”If we are to put Uphilia under you, I wish to restore Princess Anisphere's right to inherit the throne”

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Anisphere peeled her eyes at Grants' words and shouted. Open your mouth gently and look at Grants with the expression that you don't know what you're talking about.

Both Orphans sitting beside him and opening his eyes, he frowned and turned his gaze towards Grants.

”Say your intentions, Grants”

”Because if Prince Algard stays like this, he may not succeed to the throne.”

”Why!?”

Anisphere asks Grants like half a scream. Grants answers pale with his arms together, without looking like he had moved.

”Doubts remain about my qualities as king. And Princess Anisphere, you are competent against me. If we re-educate correctly, we'll be able to do it as royalty.”

”No, no, I can't! Cloudy eyes, Lord Grants!?”

”Certainly Princess Anisphere's behavior and underlying notions are not in keeping with the royalty. But if it's the current state system,”

”What are you after? It's Grants.”

”Orphans. Don't you think I'd be thrilled to let this daughter-in-law do the king?

”Huhhhhhhhh!?”

Second scream. Anisphere stares at Grants with the look of being hard to believe. Even Uphilia opens her eyes to suggestions her father never thought possible.

”Are you insane? Have you lost your mind? Why? Why? Lord Grants, what did I do!? Why would you think of such a terrible and miserable maneuver?!?”

”I'm just thinking of this country.”

”I would absolutely devastate the country if I were at the head of the country!? No, absolutely not!?”

”That's why we're putting Uphilia aside. If you are beside Princess Anisphere, you will gain a better understanding of magic, and Uphilia, who has learned to run the country as part of the Queen's education, will conduct his affairs while balancing himself as Prime Minister.”

”You're talking unscrupulous!?”

It's really lame. Even Anisphere, which has always been synonymous, Grants' words seem absurd. Still, Grants doesn't show how it worked.

”Oh, it's a premise that can't be made in the first place.”

”... Ah. Could it be the horse that hit Al?

Anisphere putting her fist over her palm gripped like she noticed something. Grants nods at Anisphere, who showed his satisfaction.

”Whether Princess Anisphere restores her right to inherit the throne, that ranking comes second. My first son, Prince Algard, will remain a priority.”

”Well, that's right. If you go the way you're used to, it's natural.”

”But if Princess Anisphere can pass the impossible,”

”No, no, I'm not going through boulders!? I can't!?”

”But even if Prince Algard is abolished, a spare will be created. If the prince deserves it, the throne will belong to Princess Anisphere.”

”Are you going to push Al!? No, no, I'm going to create a faction to push him!? I don't like it, I can't believe I can be mentioned in the jade!? I've done this before to avoid it!?”

Anisphere just wanted to do a study of magic and study it so she could handle magic. I only stayed royally to protect the research from abuse. If there was no danger, you could just remove it and go down to the field.

I didn't do that because it rubs my parents' minds. I'm not interested in the throne, Anisphere tries to complain that he kept saying that he was trying not to irritate Algard, but then it's the end of the line.

”... uh, that's it. I don't think that's a bad idea, Anis.”

”What? Father, have you been busy? You must not be self-inflicted! You are important to your country! What will the people do if something happens to you!!”

”Kah! I don't want to think I was born from the rest of you wanting to hit me so badly! I want you to skip your usual behavior and say it!

Orphans trembles his fist as he stands blue muscle to the anisphere in a hurry. I'd like to put a fist bone in that head, but pleading violence here and now doesn't go any further.

To calm down, I summon the maid with a bell to prepare a new cup of tea. Tea goes to everyone, making sure the samurai leaves before Orphans turns back to Anisphere.

”Anis, you are indeed the most troubled child in the kingdom, simmering my royal ac and fool”

”You're relentlessly terrible. Well, that's good. Go on.”

”But you're roots are good men and good sense.... To tell you the truth, the people at the Royal Castle are better than Algard, Anis, you're the one.”

”What?”

It's like suddenly, an anisphere that opens its eyes in circles like a rabbit shot by an arrow.

Looking at such an anisphere, Orphans continues his words as he holds his forehead.

”You do cause problems. but if it's important for the country, it's thought to have the airbones to jump out first. It is your assessment that you prefer not to hurt people, but are constantly making inventions for the people. I'm a problem child, but I think there's something to evaluate.”

”No, I'm just doing whatever I want... I don't care about 10% or anyone else... yeah, yes. So?”

Orphans stares. Anisphere was frightened and silenced after reading the air. Cough up and Orphans keeps talking.

”If you're serious about the throne, you can't say you don't have anyone on your side.”

”Ha-ha-ha!? I mean, seriously trying to make me Al Kun's winning horse until Father!?”

”If this excites Algardo and makes him a masterpiece, that's fine. If it doesn't come true, just put a rope around your neck. Which way, Algard will remain the king of incompetence, and if his successor is absent and the country will be rough, the rest will not resign.”

”You say you kill when you rope!? Oh, you're a keeper!? You mean you're a keeper!?”

Orphans looks at Anisphere with a straight, penetrating gaze. On the other hand, rarely pull back so that Anisphere is scared and noticed by Orphans.

”I don't like it, no, no! Queen!? I'm the king!? I don't know what you're talking about, thank you. Then I'll do it.”

I'm not done talking to you.

”Ha! Wouldn't Miss Uphilia have never talked about this if she refused!?”

”Hmm. Speaking of opening up scattering possibilities, if it becomes inconvenient, you abandon Ufi...?

”If you do, Lord Grants, come on...!?”

Grants' eyes were serious. Anisphere, who has many times been turned to death in a demonic crusade, is also killing enough to catch a glimpse of death.

”I do wish Yufi happiness, but still I am the Duke. If Prince Algard is going to end up on the road, he's going to have to hit his next hand.”

”Yes, if Father had another child...!

”You want the queen to give birth to an elderly woman?

”No, that, because... I don't like it. Anyway, I don't like it. It's a categorical rejection. Absolutely not! I don't have a queen!

”It's Uffi for that. No matter how you roll, there's no problem.”

”Ahhh! This is the feeling of being able to fill the outer moat! Fresh!! Regretful!!”

Anisphere held her head in stuffiness. I didn't think I'd thrown away my right to inherit the throne and sprang up, and I've been doing hello. And with a lot of problems. Oh, my God, God is dead! and Anisphere wanted to spit.

Uphilia can't keep up with the story, she just has to be silent and watch the place. It was a roaring anisphere for a while, but, uh, I stopped moving perfectly and corrected my posture.

Uphilia looks out for her unexpectedly. He wrapped his eyes around the silence as if he were someone else before, and was blinded by the face of Anisphere, who had no expression on his face.

”So, what's the grace period?

”Prince Algard's respite, in the sense of it, okay?

”Yes, Father, Lord Grants. I'd like to ask you how much respite you intend to grant to rectify Algard.”

”… for a maximum of two years, separating one year and wondering if it would be reasonable to strip the throne of its inheritance on the spot if something went wrong”

I mean, a big year is a guide, right? Just in case, you don't want to aggressively break your previous habits, do you?

”Whatever. If Algard's gonna stand, you're gonna have to keep him in the back.”

”I'm in awe. Even for me, I don't actively want the country to have a wave of wind. But if that's what you need then, let's get rid of Algard ourselves. So, are you sure? I will lay down a dictatorship. Otherwise, you can't break customs or anything. I'm not a fraternist. If you stand in the way of my path, I am prepared to pile up the corpses. Demons only turn into people.”

Eyes that could not see the color of the emotions as if they had been filled with vitreous balls, the cropped faceless expression made Uphilia frightened.

Grants, sitting beside the trembling Uphilia, nibbled his laugh not only to say it was delightful.

”Long time no see that face”