"That's all. Just be careful not to let your death become the cause of the world's destruction... I'll also talk to Isabella about it."
As Ira spoke to Hedylin, he stood up to go to the palace. He did need to explain this to Isabella, and it had indeed been a long time since he had spoken with her.
Judging from the current state of the Empire, Isabella has actually done a pretty good job... Whether it's the resettlement of disaster victims or those little tricks for disaster relief, she has done a very good job.
For example, you promise to give 1 ounce of bread the next day, but then give 2 ounces the next day.
This is a very useful technique that can be applied to governing a country or other areas.
If a promise is made to distribute 2 ounces, but the next day a small portion is delivered short due to an accident or other reason, such as a slight discrepancy in the size of the bread resulting in only 1.8 ounces being delivered, then dissatisfaction will arise.
Isabella also knew that disaster relief could not be carried out at fixed times and locations, otherwise the people would form a habit, and if relief did not arrive on time one day, it would cause riots.
This is a very interesting phenomenon.
However, if the payments are not made on an irregular basis, and one always expresses their own difficulties... then everyone will remember the kindness in their hearts.
After meeting Isabella, Ira planned to visit little Ulrichila. He had a lot to say to Ulrichila because he had heard that many of the cruel plans were his ideas... He wondered if Ulrichila was in the Empire.
Ulrichila was also Ira's apprentice. Unlike Ira, Ulrichila was a sophisticated egoist, so he was often more willing to make trades than Ira.
Exchange is a very common term, but to explain it using slightly more complicated terminology...
【Duizi】
Or perhaps...
【sacrifice】
...
If only Ulrichila and Isabella could have half of each other's personalities... Let Ulrichila be a little more childish, to match her age, and let Isabella be a little more mature, to match her crown.
However, it seems that Ulrichila's problem is more serious at present. If we meet, we need to find a way to bring his thinking back on track, otherwise it will be too dangerous.
Sometimes, it is possible to take more moderate and non-radical measures.
Thinking this, on her way to the palace, Ira saw some people respectfully bowing to the person being surrounded... How should I put it, those respectful and awe-inspiring eyes made it easy for Ira to guess who it was.
However, soon after, due to Ira's appearance, many people gathered around.
Just as Ira had expected, there were two familiar figures on the road... one was Marilla Elkaras, and the other was Isabella Arthur Mordred, neither of them accompanied by any other guards.
What?! You snuck out?!
"Isabella and Marilla? I told you about them, didn't I..."
As Isabella and Marilla maintained their superior demeanor and dealt with the commoners, they were suddenly startled by a cold, inquiring question from the front... because they were all too familiar with this opening.
After Ira said, with a helpless and indifferent tone, "I told you, didn't I?", the conversation would immediately transition...
"First of all, the existence of guards is necessary. This is not only for one's own safety, but also for the safety of the common people and subjects around them. Objectively speaking, a person called a king needs to maintain a certain distance..."
"Secondly, you left the palace directly, right? But according to the rules, even if you were to travel incognito, one of the emperor and the two prime ministers (the left and right prime ministers) must remain in the palace, and all three must be aware of it. This is for the sake of the entire..."
"..."
Yes, after the phrase "I've told you before, haven't I?" comes a long, drawn-out lecture.
But this time, Isabella didn't show a deathly pale face; instead, she smiled and nodded... Perhaps this was a sign of her growth? But this kind of growth was a bit awkward.
When can a person clearly recognize their own growth?
From the first time I held back my tears... from the moment I realized that getting a good night's sleep wasn't a punishment but a blessing... from the first time I felt lost about my future... from the first time I stopped being annoyed by my parents' lectures.
However, even if Isabella were to be forcibly included, it would definitely not be a third option...
If I had to put it in perspective, it's more like a sign of immaturity than a sign of growth, isn't it?
—————Ulrichira's dividing line—————
"General, Lady Ira has returned to the capital..."
"..."
In the silence, the young boy, smoking a cigarette, sped back to the capital. He glanced at his adjutant who was giving him this report, his lips twitched, and he spat out the half-burnt cigarette.
The boy named Ulrichila could tell from his adjutant's eyes that he wasn't joking...
"I guess Teacher Ira must have something important to do, and she'll leave soon after she's done."
Ulrichila casually guessed. Based on his understanding of Ira, the only possibility for Ira's sudden arrival in the Empire was this: "Then let's find something to do outside the capital..."
This logic is strange. Logically speaking, if your teacher is back and will be leaving soon, you should hurry back to see him.
Instead of looking guilty and saying things like, "Find something to do."
"I remember there was a gang of robbers nearby, right? Let's take a detour to wipe them out."
Ulrichila declared in an irrefutable tone, looking at his adjutant and saying earnestly, "If I go back now and meet my teacher, he'll definitely keep talking."
"..."
"If it's Lord Ira, listening to his lectures wouldn't be a bad thing, would it?"
The adjutant, who was on par with Ulrichila, said, looking quite admiring of Ira, "If I could receive guidance from Lady Ira, I would be happy to be lectured."
"..."
Ulrichila: "..."
“Aurelian Arira…If I could, I really wish you understood what your words meant, but unfortunately you can’t understand, and you’re destined never to understand that kind of pain.”
As he said this, Ulrichira shook his head helplessly, his expression bearing a striking resemblance to Ira's. He continued, "Inform everyone, change direction and head north... to suppress the bandits!"
To eradicate those... who became innocent yet not innocent because of disaster, because they couldn't survive, because their family members were seriously ill, for all sorts of reasons...
[Bandits (Citizens)]
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