Surviving As The 5Th Prince Of Hellman Kingdom [EN]: Chapter 169

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Akasha Palace.

My full-blooded sister, Annette Lionel’s residence. There, the family gathered to enjoy a final tea party with my sister.

The reason it’s the last is.

“The day your sister departs for Kantra is just around the corner.”

“Thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty.”

At 22, a late age for a royal woman, my sister is finally getting married.

The groom is Shurgal.

The brother of Nurgal, the king of Kantra, a Kantz nation who declared their nation’s founding earlier this year. Nurgal is the uncle of the Second Queen Ranua and Jaryan.

He is the same Shurgal who was in charge of escorting when I secretly contacted Nurgal for an alliance with the Kantz.

He came to attend my wedding with Ranua, and he and my sister fell in love.

Politically, it wasn’t bad either. Nurgal and I both agreed, and the marriage, which publicly solidified the alliance between the two countries once again, was successful.

“I heard that a famous theater troupe in the royal capital will be performing a love story about Annette and her brother soon, but you won’t be able to see it before you leave.”

“Hoh, hoh, I really wanted to see it, so it’s a shame.”

At Ranua’s words, my sister covered her mouth and laughed.

She didn’t look sad at all.

Watching a play based on one’s own story is quite a torment. I know it well because I’ve seen it a few times. There are quite a few plays based on my true story.

『The Royal Courtroom Reversal』

『The Ascending Prince』

『The Monarch of the Sea』

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Considering the recent Western Expedition arc, it’s already a seven-part series.

“It would have been nice if you could have seen your second nephew, too…”

My sister looked at Ranua’s round belly with a look of regret.

A honeymoon baby.

If you calculate the dates, it happened exactly on the day I had my wedding with Ranua. Personally, I hope it’s a daughter.

I brought the teacup to my lips and watched my son playing in the garden.

“Harry! Harry!”

My son, Ian, the first prince of the Lionel Kingdom, who had just started waddling, was calling for Harry in a lisp and running after him.

“Grrr, grrr.”

Harry, as if annoyed, climbed up a tree and disappeared.

Only a year ago, he was small enough to fit in the palm of my hand, but now he’s bigger than a large wolf.

He’s also starting to grow a mane that looks like it’s wrapped in clouds. He now has the appearance to be called a divine beast.

Harry and G-Dragon freely travel between the royal palace and the temple through tunnels. Today, only Harry came to play in the royal palace.

Came to play?

Observing them recently, it seems more like they’re coming to take a break from the children who visit the temple.

“Harry! Harry! Waaaaah!”

Ian, who became like a dog chasing a chicken, called for Harry on the tree and cried.

“Harry! Play with Ian for a bit.”

“Grrr…”

At Reina’s request, Harry reluctantly came down from the tree and sat down in front of Ian.

“Harry! Harry! Kyaaa!”

Ian, who climbed onto Harry’s back, was excited again.

“Grrr…”

Harry with a look of enlightenment. He must have been tormented by the children at the temple and came to the royal palace to rest, so I felt a little sorry.

I put down the teacup and looked at the sky.

It was a rare moment of leisure.

“Oh, did you hear the news? Viscount Julian and Viscountess Ayra have set a date for their wedding.”

“Really?”

“Hehe, Countess Ayra, who visited a few days ago, told me herself.”

With the sound of my sister and queens’ stories as background music, I recalled the days I had been running non-stop since the Western Expedition.

Ayra, who is the CEO of the Aitz Trading Company, has been traveling around the world to export the magic superconductor, Lac-K, and has been having busy days.

As a result.

The royal treasury, which had been emptied after the recapture of the Northwest, had some breathing room. For her contribution, she was scheduled to be promoted to Countess earlier this year, but.

-Your Majesty, will the promotion be possible after Viscount Julian and I have our wedding?

At her request to consider her lover, it has been postponed for a while.

It was inevitable that there would be a lot of talk behind their backs if the woman was far ahead of the man in terms of title and wealth.

In Julian’s case, he didn’t seem to care much about the public’s opinion.

His head, who was promoted to Chief Secretary of the Royal Intelligence Department earlier this year, must be 99% filled with work and 1% with Ayra.

-The momentum of the local residents who sympathize with the Public Assembly is extraordinary. There is a possibility of a popular uprising soon.

I remembered the report he gave the day before yesterday.

The Public Assembly, which is spreading the poison of ‘republicanism’ in the Ellenbeira region, sandwiched between Kantra, which is in its first year of establishment, and the kingdom’s north.

They, who are secretly supported by the kingdom through Lucas, were diligently conveying their ideology.

Could it be that a new republic is really being born, like the Eden of the Interracial Alliance?

The Ellenbeira region was an area I was aiming to incorporate into the kingdom in the future. A republic being established there instead of the Hamel Empire….

Honestly, I don’t think there’s much of a chance.

If they declare independence while advocating for a republican state, the 7th Prince and the 11th Princess, who are still fiercely fighting local wars, will temporarily cease fire and deal with them first.

It was an issue to watch with interest in many ways.

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My sister left in the morning.

Shurgal, who came on the Kantra Kingdom’s monumental first airship. He took my sister, who was dressed in the traditional Kantz wedding dress.

After signing the final document I was looking at in my office, I put down my pen and looked at the sky where my sister had left.

I felt a bit strange.

My sister and Shurgal probably didn’t fall in love at first sight, like the play that will be performed in the royal capital based on them.

They weren’t the kind of people to be swept away by such fickle emotions that could burn brightly for a moment and then quickly fade away.

‘They must have made a lot of calculations.’

The relationship between our country and Kantra, Shurgal’s position, and other things. I hope my sister’s happiness is among them.

I checked the time.

I finished work earlier than I thought.

I have an appointment with Fran later, but I have some time left.

I decided to leave early to take a look around the royal capital for the first time in a while. I left the palace with Alfonso and Vernon, who was on duty today.

Inside the carriage heading to the main gate of the royal palace.

Unlike Alfonso, who looked exhausted, Vernon’s face was plump and glowing.

“Vernon, your wife must be taking good care of you?”

“Yes? Haha, my wife is such a good cook.”

Vernon and his wife were the last couple my sister matched before leaving the kingdom. He was a newlywed who had been married for less than a month.

Starting with cooking, he continued to brag about his wife.

Adol and Verok were like that when they were newlyweds.

“Viscount Alfonso, aren’t you going to get married?”

“Me?”

Alfonso, who had soulless eyes, scratched the bridge of his nose at Vernon’s question.

“I don’t really have any thoughts about it yet.”

“Don’t you have an ideal type?”

“I do have an ideal type.”

“What is it?”

“First of all, a generous heart like this and a waist like this…”

Alfonso used gestures to create a large chest and a slender wasp waist.

An impossible human proportion.

It seemed like he was destined to die a bachelor in this life.

‘…In this life?’

Wasn’t he a bachelor in the ‘future’?

I definitely knew until recently, but I couldn’t remember.

‘Come to think of it, what was my sister’s ‘future’ like?’

That didn’t come to mind either.

“Oh, and I absolutely have to have blonde hair.”

“Blonde hair?”

“Not just any blonde hair. A little…”

While Alfonso was excitedly talking about his ideal type that couldn’t exist in reality, I checked my ‘future’ memories.

Only the big, thick bones remained. Even those were now almost worthless due to the history that had been so drastically changed.

‘Well, I guess it doesn’t matter.’

The things I really shouldn’t forget were written in the [Notebook], a sub-function of the [Library]. I just had to look through it from time to time whenever I thought of it.

I deliberately went around in circles to head to the Royal Military Academy.

It was to observe the people of the kingdom living in the royal capital. Their expressions were like my report card.

Most of them had bright faces.

However, there were some who didn’t look so good. My eyes went to them more.

Using the ghost hand, I immediately checked their names and asked Genie in the [Library] for information about what was going on with them.

>Jack Daniel has not received an answer to his confession for a week.

>Woolly Conos has not been able to reconcile with her sister after a big fight two days ago.

>Casano Dawson was caught by his wife yesterday for secretly meeting his first love.

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There was nothing I needed to pay special attention to.

At some point, I felt like a private detective digging into people’s personal lives rather than grasping the public sentiment, so I stopped.

On the way, I saw the Danar Grand Temple.

It felt a little smaller than the general temples of other large denominations, but if there’s only one, then that’s the Grand Temple.

Since the site was chosen in consideration of the future growth of the church, expansion is not a problem.

I could see children swarming in a space where the giant G-Dragon was twisting his body around to make a jungle gym.

‘He’s having a hard time…’

I cheered him on from afar.

I suddenly wondered how much the Danar Church’s power had risen. I opened the [Faith] window as I thought of it.

‘The royal capital is at 88. The western region is roughly around 50. Other regions are below 20.’

The difference between the west, the royal capital, and the rest of the regions, which actually experienced the miracle, was severe. It had risen quite a bit, but it was far too low to make it the state religion.

If I were to raise it in a short period of time, it seemed like I would need a big hit.

‘Like a war between countries…’

My heart became a little heavy.

I expect there will be at least two more major wars in the future.

When war breaks out, the faces of the kingdom’s people will be filled with sorrow. But my [Approval Rating] will rise.

I experienced it during the recapture of the Northwest.

When I was pushing the Hamel Empire hard, the approval rating in most regions exceeded 90. Ah, of course, it was also because of the winning streak.

Anyway, even if I start a war on the premise of winning, my kingdom’s people’s support for me will not fall.

The same must be true for other kingdoms.

In the ‘future,’ King Arya purged the aristocratic faction and invaded the Lionel Kingdom, and Charles became a warmonger after ascending to the new emperor of the Hamel Empire for the same reason.

It’s a difficult problem.

The Royal Military Academy, my destination, was visible outside the window. I stopped thinking about war with a happy heart.

Clatter, clatter.

The carriage that entered the Royal Military Academy stopped at the main building of the Magic Engineering Department.

Since it was an unofficial visit, no one came out to greet me. I pulled the hood of my cloak over my face and got out of the carriage.

“Who are those people?”

“They’re not criminals, are they?”

“Come on, no way. The security at the Royal Military Academy is so thorough.”

The appearance of three large men wearing hoods, which was out of place for the Magic Engineering Department, caused the students to whisper.

Before people’s attention could be drawn any further, I hurried to the head of the Magic Engineering Department’s office.

Knock, knock.

“Fran, it’s me.”

“Come in.”

I left Alfonso and Vernon on standby and opened the door and went inside alone.

Fran was alone.

“Where did Alice go? You’re here alone?”

“I don’t know. She’s been acting up lately because she thinks she’s so smart. It’s driving me crazy, really.”

Her expression was furrowed, probably because she was having a lot of trouble with her student who was going through a rebellious period.

I gave her an awkward smile and then brought up the main point.

“The Stella that produces the efficiency of a high-grade magic stone, is it really completed?”

“Take a look.”

She handed me the Stella.

The moment I picked it up, I could tell right away without checking with a measuring device. It wasn’t the amount of mana that an intermediate magic stone could hold.

“You said it would take at least five years to produce the efficiency of a high-grade magic stone? How could you do it in just one year…”

“I was teaching Stella’s basics to Alice’s boyfriend, and he kept using strange formulas. I tried applying them. That’s the result.”

I see, Jaryan….

I looked at the Stella on the palm of my hand. It felt like I had picked up a rifle in the age of cold weapons.