As Yinla spoke, the headmaster of the Pure White Tower twitched his lips... and then, under the gaze of the other two headmasters of the mage towers, he smiled awkwardly and covered his forehead.
"Haha, Yinla, did you have to say something like that at a time like this?"
According to the usual rules, students are not allowed to view the forbidden spell books at will... However, no one would condemn him in this situation. Yinla was just joking when she said that.
Next, Yinla stood beside Yinsabella. He looked at Yinsabella, who was pretending to be nonchalant as she shook her leg, and said, "Long time no see, Yinsabella and little Marilla; has the cold disaster had a great impact on the Empire?"
In response, Isabella pondered for a moment, and as in the past, answered Isabella's question: "The situation is alright. Although food production is expected to decline sharply, the population has also shrunk considerably. Apart from the severe decrease in manpower, there will be no mutiny."
Yes, just as Illa once taught, a popular rebellion is a very serious matter. Although in this extraordinary world, even if the people are incited, they still cannot accomplish anything significant, it serves as a symbol that makes the rebels feel that they have an opportunity.
"Actually, there's no need to worry too much. Now that the nobles have been purged, the only value of commoners is as candidates for the extraordinary."
As Yinla said this, he turned to look at the obediently sitting Marila. He looked at her with a hint of helplessness and said, "You and little Ur actually tried to steal the country. Should we praise your courage?"
At Inra's words, Marilla, who always appeared calm and indifferent, presenting herself as a standard consul, glanced away and stammered, saying something incoherently: "This is all... Ulrichila... and..."
I can't understand it at all.
"never mind."
Yinra shook her head, patted her shoulder, and ruffled Yinsabella's hair, saying, "The calamities will continue, and you may be very tired... The future of the empire depends on you."
After saying that, Inra went to talk to Mylian Milian.
"..."
"How do you feel, Your Highness, to see you again?"
Marilla asked this question.
Isabella hesitated for a moment. She had thought she would burst into tears, but she was surprisingly calm. She couldn't help but smile and said, "It's only been half a year since we last met... It feels like nothing has changed."
There were no barriers or gaps; everything remained the same as always...
That's wonderful.
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