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When Count Mottley left, I was alone with Ange’s Papa.
Ange’s Papa is laughing.
“Count Mottley is a bit of a militant nobleman who fights on the border. I hope you will forgive him for this case because of my face.”
“――Are you really going to go to war with the Kingdom?”
When I asked him straightforwardly, Ange’s Papa didn’t break his smile.
“I heard you had a fight with Ange. What is that girl doing?”
Apparently, he has caught on to the fact that the relationship between Ange and I is not going well.
“Please answer me. If you’re serious, I’ll stop you.”
When I say this, Ange’s Papa ―― Vince-san’s voice becomes somewhat lower.
“Even if we force the kingdom to continue to exist as it is, eventually dissatisfaction will erupt. If so, is it arrogant of us to want to minimize the damage with our own hands?”
“Dissatisfaction?”
“You’ve seen Count Mottley, right? Oppressed lords and nobles like him are dissatisfied with the kingdom. Things are changing these days, but do you really think they will listen to you if you tell them to forgive?”
“That is――”
The dissatisfaction of the lord nobles, who have been oppressed by the kingdom, does not subside just because the situation has changed. Rather, it seems that many nobles are thinking of venting their resentment against the weakened kingdom.
I see――I suppose he brought Count Mottley to show me that the Lords and Nobles are serious.
“It is a necessary sacrifice. If we revolt in an uncontrolled manner, we will show an opening to other countries and the Kingdom of Horfalt will be divided. We must avoid that.”
Vince-san puts his hand on my shoulder.
“I have high hopes for you. With the power of your lost items, the bloodshed will be minimal. Then I will give Ange a firm reminder from me.”
――Has Ange been having this kind of exchange for a long time?
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