Dream Life - 506 Episode 46

Two days later, participants continue to come, refraining from a victory festival celebrating their victory over the undead.

The most common are the Blacksmith Guild liquor review, the so-called Dwarf Festival protagonists, and the Dwarves.

Other guests are scheduled to come because of the Victory Festival, one of whom, Marquis Clement Seawell of the Caerm Empire, arrived today.

Marquis Seawell arrives around 3 p.m. and after being generous in the baths, he is entering Lockhart Castle.

I used my time to dinner and was given a lot of information inside and outside the Empire.

The first thing I heard was talk about the most talked about war between the Caerm Empire and the Holy King of Lukes in the Empire.

In conclusion, war is prevented and the Holy King’s Army is pulling up without ever fighting. The biggest factor is the intervention of the people of the Humane Horse (Centaur) and other meadows.

The Marquis addressed to his father,

“… the people of the meadow followed the mercenary of the Kingdom of Lax, Ray Arklite, who intervened in the war, he said. It’s an arc light, but surprisingly, he’s the hero of the Periclitle offensive, the” White Army Master “himself…”

I am not surprised because I have told my father the story around here, but I was surprised by the fact that, as I expected, I had mastered the people of the meadows.

“Speaking of which, I hear your Theophilus entered with the people of the meadows and persuaded His Highness Leopold. His Royal Highness hails him as a wise man comparable to Zacharias, and he says he wants to invite him under the curtain. Seems to me that Theophilus is acting with Arklight in his own words.”

“Really… even one of the letters should come…” my father is outraged that there is no report from him.

“Don’t tell him, Masaias. This information was conveyed by order of the Feilong Knights. It’s over a thousand kilometers from Lark Hill. It’s only been about a month and a half. Even if I sent you a letter, it won’t arrive yet.”

The Flying Dragon Knights are elite made up of dragon knights riding Wyburn. The Dragon Knight can travel about two hundred kilometers a day, so the Empire City has information early on.

On the other hand, when civilians send letters, they often ask for commercial guilds. Sometimes we adopt a rare method of hiring adventurers, but this is only in the case of a border where the merchants don’t go.

Basically, it only goes about twenty kilometers a day to keep it with the merchants. It will also take two months as early as possible to send a letter from Lark Hill, as it will be aggregated once in the branches of the major cities.

“Back to the story, there was another piece of information that bothered me”

“What is it like”

I’m talking about your adopted daughter, Luna.

“Is it Luna,” my father asks back.

Rather than being surprised that Luna’s name appeared, there was an atmosphere that allowed her to figure out what kind of stories would come out.

“There is no doubt that Arklight is the star of this one. But Lord Alexis cares that Luna helped the Blacksmith Guild to escort the Mercenaries even more…”

I cannot hide my surprise that Lord Alexis Ezarrington, the Imperial Chancellor, was interested in Luna.

“… why are the adopted daughters of the Arklite and Lockhart families who have no faculties together in their actions. Why give so much support…… I was wondering if the Lockhart family knew anything about it. Zacharias, you’ve been to the meadows, and you’ve stopped by Ars. Do you know anything about it?”

Answering Marquis Seawell’s insight slightly, but pretending to be calm.

“I do go to the meadows and see my brothers as well. But it wasn’t until I got into Netherton that I found out I had my brothers. I stopped by to talk about going to see how the distillery was doing, because I heard it at the blacksmith’s guild. Besides, I only went to the Sorel Spring Camp to thank my brothers for their care.”

“Netherton’s distillery… you did make distilled liquor out of corn. For that advice?”

“Exactly. Very well made distilled liquor was made, but the makers were lost in the first liquor. So we’re telling the Dwarves that we’re not going in the wrong direction and what we can do to make it acceptable.”

“That’s exciting. So, what did you talk about in Ars?

“Ars also stopped by because he was concerned about the Slayside distillery. I was able to meet the Marcut Mercenary Regiment by chance, but I was only asked to put on an archery. I’m talking about the Dwarf Festival, but I didn’t assume either of them before going to Ars.”

“Mm-hmm. I’m sure you won’t be able to get any information that there’s a Mercenary Corps of Marcuts. But aren’t you asking as much about what they headed for the Empire for?

“Of course I’m asking. Heard Lord Arklight and Lord Hamish Markat’s son, Lord Ashley, headed for the Empire, and they chased him. I heard that the Light Divinity was in contact with Lord Arklight, and I thought he might get into some trouble. It’s a blacksmith’s guild, but he asked Luna to escort him if Lord Hamish was headed for the empire.”

“There’s no contradiction in the story…… so what about Arklight and Luna’s relationship? Do you know anything about it?”

“The only story I’ve heard is that they met in Periclitle, and then Luna was captured by the Demons, and Lord Arklight, who found out about it, helped them out with his life in jeopardy. We don’t know why Lord Arklight put his life on hold to help Luna, or why Luna is acting with Lord Arklight, so we haven’t met him.”

Marquis Seawell said, “Sure, but don’t be paranoid.”

“What about Sir’s trip to Gilsall Island, and Luna and Arklight’s crossing to Gilsall Island as well? I can’t imagine going to such a periphery by chance, and there’s testimony that Luna said she was going to cross to Gilsor Island to look for Sir’s request, a new booze knob”

“You won’t believe it, but it’s a total coincidence. It was in mid-July last year that I left this village. Then we went to Doctus and, at the request of our mentor, Professor Erbain, we headed to the island of Gilsall. And it was at the beginning of October that I took the boat from Aurelia. Regardless, Luna is at a time when rumors of Lord Arklight are not even circulating. He then traveled to Gilsall, where he spent until the dawn of the year in the Temple of the Creator God (Creatore) for the study of the professor, leaving Gilsall in February of this year. Since then, we haven’t set foot in the prints of an empire outside Finnish Island until May.”

“Mm-hmm. There’s nothing strange about Zacharias’ explanation. Sir Alexis has nothing to do with this.”

I managed to round up the Marquis.

“I’ll just tell the lords, the Empire is in a smelly situation right now. His Highness Leopold is scheduled to be triumphant by the Imperial Capital by mid-next month. According to reports from His Highness, he will take the Humans to triumph.”

“Do you take the Humans,” my father mutters.

“That’s right. In that case, His Royal Highness’s assessment would be greatly enhanced. The faction that pushes His Highness is beginning to plot things…”

Grand Duke Langton is the leader of the faction that pushes Prince Leopold. Originally the prince is popular with soldiers and civilians, but if he triumphs by following the rare Human-Marine tribe, his popularity becomes immovable.

The rival, Crown Prince Gigismunt, has only the support of some nobles and commercial guilds. The commercial guild of the Pledge of Request has also failed to control the Holy Kingdom, which has greatly diminished its voice within the Empire. In addition, the Alliance has also suffered significant losses due to the levying of merchant ships, which has fuelled distrust by large investments, namely the uselessness of the nobles who bribed them.

And the important thing is the health of the current Emperor Siegfried XXI. Years of inactivity keep telling me it’s not strange whenever I collapse. In the unlikely event that they fall in this situation, it is even conceivable to enter a civil war in the worst case scenario.

“… I should have assisted Lord Alexis in Imperial Capital, but I don’t have the power to do this situation. I’ve used this Dwarf Festival as an excuse to escape…”

Marquis Seawell is despising himself, but his political abilities are high enough. The transformation of the Marquis of Seawell into one of the richest territories of the Empire tells the story of it.

“You may be resting, but if Theophilus is involved, you must be hitting some kind of hand. Especially since you must have a good understanding of the Prime Minister’s position.”

I’m making you understand the situation within the Empire the last time I saw you. I told him in particular that Prince Leopold was dangerous and that what Lord Ezarrington was trying to eliminate was enough octopus in his ear.

But anxiety remains because Theo doesn’t know exactly what he did.

“I hope so… Sir would you tell me how to get through this situation”

You got weak, you asked me for my opinion.

“You know I don’t speak for the politics of the Empire.”

“Still want to hear it. I’m not anxious. I don’t even want to think about my beloved territory being swamped with war.”

“If there is only one thing I can say, it means that if His Excellency the Chancellor proceeds as you wish, the problem will be solved. My lord, keep your hands on me better than before. It won’t be a civil war by mistake.”

I clearly told the anxious looking Marquis. I’m not as sure as the word, but I don’t think I’m wrong.

“I guess if Sir says so. But what does Lord Alexis intend to do? Let me know what Sir thinks.”

“I can’t answer that. Rather than that, I cannot foresee everything that His Excellency the Chancellor thinks. Wouldn’t it be better if you were asked directly when you returned to Imperial Capital?”

“Right. Surely Lord Alexis would strike the right hand… anxiety has vanished with Sir’s affirmation. So why don’t you give me your opinion on the wine and brandy you brought from our territory? Ignacious, get ready.”

Have you changed your mind or give instructions to the nearby Viscount Ignacious Radford.

The Viscount began to explain the Lord’s feelings in a more cheerful tone than usual.

“We have already given the wine to Lord Zacharias and have sunk the starch by secret rituals. The temperature has also been adjusted by Lord Sharon, so tasting is possible at any time.”

Thereafter, wine and brandy tastings were given with Marquis Seawell.

The wine is made from special grapes previously found by Beatrice and is brought in three years old. This wine is too precious to be put up at the Dwarf Festival, but he heard about me returning to the village and brought it for his opinion.

The wine poured into the first glass of wine has a beautiful ruby color. Looking at the “rim” part of the wine where the liquid level meets the glass, it was a clear ring that was a testament to good red wine.

My storage magic (inventory) accelerates and makes it look no different than what I’ve aged.

Smell the aroma, either because you are still young or because of the intense black grape aroma mixed with sweet berry-based aromas.

With his mouth intact, after the scent spreads all at once into his nasal cavity, there comes a time of bliss for a soft tongue like velodo.

“That’s great. It’s already reached the realm of art, but if you let it sleep for five more years, it’ll taste even better. It’s significantly better than it was five years ago.”

The Marquis is smiling contentedly at my words.

After Viscount Radford was nodding equally satisfactorily,

“I have implemented all the quality improvement measures that Lord Zacharias taught me. I am proud to say that it is still getting better every year. Five years from now, ten years from now, I’m gonna make you roar more than ever.”

During a visit to the Marquis of Seawell seven years ago, he proposed improvements to the basement of Seawell Castle, a field, brewery and vault. You must have said something close to coming to mind then, but it all seemed to work out.

Thereafter, I also tried Seawell Brandy. Still, it’s a young brandy, with a sting, but it doesn’t make you feel dissatisfied with the glamorous fragrance of Grappa, an Italian brandy.

“This one’s great, too. It’s not the same type as our village brandy, but this glamour is fascinating. And I think the quality is better than last time?

“Our rival is Rasmore Village (here). I mean, this place is working hard every day, but it’s not at peace.”

When the Marquis says so, the Viscount nods to it, too,

“We’re also starting brandy production in Ezarrington and Langton. Regardless of Langton, Ezarrington will be of better quality at once when His Excellency the Duke is taken seriously. As we look forward, we have to try not to be run over by a subsequent distillery, so we’re in a position.”

The southern region of the Empire is a major wine region, famous for its red wines Seawell, Langton and Ezarrington for its white wines. Its famous region has come to the forefront of distillery brewing. So far, Seawell, whom I coach directly and lead, is missing one head, but seems to be causing a sense of crisis if Ezzarington and Langton, who are better than funding, take it seriously.

“Are you going to be served the last three years at the liquor review?

“No, I have a young brandy that Sir said before. To open up new markets.”

That’s what the Marquis said and laughed niggardly.

“I’m looking forward to that,” he replies.

I really enjoy being able to do this.