Chapter 214 It’s Precious.
The next day.
The speed at which the negotiations led by Flan and the Magic Departnt spread was incredibly fast.
As a result, the garden of the royal palace was noisy once again.
Shata poked the side of the tax officer’s secretary.
“Flan has already finished the negotiations, right?”
“Yes.”
“What about the other representatives from the Magic Departnt? They didn’t co all this way just to watch, did they? Are they really participating?”
“They’re participating just the sa. They negotiated on equal terms as Flan.”
“Wow, so they’re actually participating. That ans they’re going up against the Capital Knights. I can’t understand it.”
Those aware of the high status of the Capital Knights couldn’t help but be interested in this fact.
The Capital Knights, always maintaining a high position like the heavens. And the Magic Departnt, rapidly rising from the depths.
The clash between these two forces was bound to attract attention from anyone. Regardless of what they thought of each other, they had to collide with all their might over the stakes.
How big would the impact of this collision be? How large would the ripple effect be? The people gathered in the garden were excitedly chattering about it.
Shata looked up at the tax officer’s secretary and asked.
“So, how did they finish the negotiations?”
“Why don’t you take a guess? What do you think happened?”
“Were they rejected? Or did they choose randomly? I really can’t predict it.”
“They decided in favor of the knights.”
“What?”
The short Shata jumped like a frog.
“Are you kidding right now?”
The little one yelled, but the tax officer’s secretary just leisurely swirled the champagne in his glass.
“It’s true. Viola’s side officially announced it, so it’s a fact. No matter what the result, the Capital Knights accepted Flan’s demands.”
“What, that can’t be…”
It wasn’t strange to be flabbergasted a hundred tis over.
Ti, place, weapons… In a contest to determine the hero, none of these three elents could be overlooked.
This competition would be decided by a very narrow margin, and those three elents would affect the outco. The Magic Departnt outright yielded that, and the Knight Departnt accepted it. It was incomprehensible.
But then it happened.
“Why are you pondering over such a simple matter?”
An old man nearby interrupted.
“No matter the ti or place chosen, the chances of the Magic Departnt winning would be slim. So, they yielded to reduce their embarrassnt.”
“Hmm.”
“Isn’t that right? If the knights fought under favorable conditions, the wizards would be less embarrassed even if they lost.”
But the tax officer’s secretary slowly shook his head.
“Well… that’s a bit ambiguous.”
“Hey, tax officer’s secretary, what do you an ambiguous?”
“It’s true that conditions favorable to the knights were chosen, but Flan emphasized one last thing. He said there was no way the wizards would lose.”
“…He guaranteed his victory while giving favorable conditions to the Capital Knights? Does that make any sense?”
“Well, that’s what he said.”
The tax officer’s secretary answered nonchalantly, causing the old man who had interrupted to blink in disbelief, his head slowly tilting to one side.
“No, let’s see, then…”
The old man asked with eyes that clearly showed he couldn’t understand.
“Are you saying that the Magic Departnt, Flan, is acting with the confidence of a strong person against the Capital Knight Viola?”
“It seems to be the only way to understand the situation.”
“Ridiculous!”
The old man shouted.
“How do they plan to handle the reaction if they lose? They’re acting without a plan, without any counterasures. Unbelievable!”
“Maybe they don’t need a plan?”
The voice that responded belonged to Shata.
The tax officer’s secretary and the old man’s heads turned swiftly. Their gaze fixed on the lips of the small child, whose height barely reached their waists.
Shata, with pure eyes, continued speaking.
“Maybe they are so confident in their victory that they don’t have any contingency plans for losing.”
The tax officer’s secretary patted Shata on the shoulder.
“Shata, what are you talking about?”
“Sigh.”
The old man let out a deep sigh and left. The tax officer’s secretary quietly asked Shata.
“Did you say that on purpose to get rid of him?”
“No. I spoke sincerely.”
“Sincerely?”
“Yes. I’ve seen Flan in person. He was really extraordinary. It’s sothing you can’t describe with words. How should I put it….”
“Enough.”
The tax officer’s secretary waved his hand dismissively.
“Let’s just watch the match and see for ourselves.”
Not only Shata and the tax officer’s secretary, but everyone in the garden was ablaze with discussions about the negotiations.
Soone labeled Flan’s attitude towards the Capital Knights as rude, while another wondered what kind of outco Flan would face.
Despite the mixed opinions, one thing was certain.
“This is one match that shouldn’t be missed.”
“Will the rising montum of the wizards be broken? Will the position of the Capital Knights change? We have to see it ourselves.”
Everyone was conversing in this manner, clearly showing that the event had sparked significant interest.
At that mont, Shata poked the tax officer’s secretary’s side.
“But, which side are you cheering for, sis?”
“What?”
“I an, the tax officer seems to have a lot of interest in the Magic Departnt. He’s provided substantial support. And you’re his secretary. Are you rooting for the Magic Departnt?”
Shata continued speaking quickly.
“If you favor them, couldn’t you also support them through the forest network? You control the funds, don’t you?”
“Ah… I don’t know. Just be quiet.”
The tax officer’s secretary stuffed a tiny piece of cream cake into her mouth. Whipped cream clung to her full, attractive lips.
“Whoever brings in the most money and looks good. That’s my side.”
“Wow….”
“I’m quite materialistic by nature. Got a problem with that?”
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“It’s difficult.”
Becky muttered as if she had lived through it all.
She had resolved to stay alert in a place where she could lose her nose while her eyes were open, but she really did lose her nose while her eyes were open. Even their negotiation cards were decided by Flan.
Of course, Flan must have a plan, so she couldn’t entirely bla him. But still. Even so…
“It’s difficult. Difficult. Difficult… I’m going crazy.”
They had to fight against the Capital Knights, and if they had to fight in an environnt more favorable to the knights, it was only natural that the composure she had barely maintained would vanish.
Finally, Becky jumped up and shouted.
“Ahh─! I’m going crazy─!”
The representatives who had been ditating beside her simultaneously opened their eyes. They looked at Becky with less-than-kind eyes.
“…”
“…”
But even facing those gazes, Becky didn’t calm down. Instead, she shouted even louder.
“We’re dood!”
Becky flailed her arms as she continued.
“Flan always has a plan. He’ll do well! But what about us? No matter how I think about it, I don’t think we can beat the Capital Knights while bearing such unfavorable conditions!”
Trixie squinted one eye and said.
“Why are you yelling at us? It’s annoying.”
“I can’t confront Flan. You guys should at least sympathize with .”
“…”
Trixie, Louis, and Maiev slightly nodded but didn’t say anything. They just sighed deeply in silence.
After a while, Maiev spoke up.
“Yelling at us won’t help.”
“Why?”
“As you said, Flan…”
“Oh.”
Flan.
Just those two syllables brought both understanding and acceptance. To them, he was already an irresistible force.
Just as Becky was thinking she should focus on ditation again, she suddenly felt curious about sothing and asked.
“But why are Maiev and Trixie doing that?”
What was it…
“Co to think of it, you both always do that when ditating. Trixie, you fiddle with your gloves, and Maiev, you play with that teacup. Is there a reason for that?”
Then.
“…!”
Surprisingly, Trixie and Maiev reacted the sa way. They abruptly hid their items behind their backs.
Even their exclamations, delivered with blushing faces, were identical.
“It’s precious.”
“It’s precious!”
And then they started ditating again, fondling their cherished items.
Trixie spoke up.
“You should ditate too. It’s an unavoidable match.”
“Yeah, well… Right.”
Their attitude was so firm that Becky had to reflect for a mont to see if she had done sothing wrong.
Becky stared blankly around her for a mont, lost in thought. She pondered what precious items she had.
…After contemplating for a long while.
“Hmm.”
She tightly hugged the pointy hat that Flan had bought for her and began to ditate.
Exactly ten minutes later, the match would begin.
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