Genius prince : vol 8 chapter 2
A representative meeting of the Fulham in the Kingdom of Natra. That was this gathering.
"That time, which lasted a hundred years, is finally over! To regain the pride of the Fulham people, in Natra You should improve your position! "
It is the good year of the Fulham people who speaks enthusiastically from earlier.
#Kichi is full of youth as well as his appearance, but not only the same young people,
Many of the participants are listening to the sword.
"If we can place people in the blanks here, the voice of the fulham people will surely increase."
"But we stand out even for free. If we move too flashy, we will cause trouble."
"Then you just have to get enough power to push it. Now it's possible."
"Ummm. Since the Crown Prince came to lead the country, Natra's power have increased dramatically. Some people want to be a servant.
It just increases day by day. The vacant key will soon be filled. Holding on key positions and jumping on it Why not? "
The flow of debate establishes the youth's claim.
As Natra expands, so does the number of human resources coming from abroad.
The problem is that many of them are "prepared for the fulham people."
Now think like this.
If this were one or two, they would try to change themselves according to Natra's customs. But If you do it with a hundred people. What if they got a key position in Natra?
Conscientious if you keep a distance from the fulham people. Rather, it is a discriminated race, and only Fulham people who are heavily used in Natra
It would be more realistic to think about it and run for exclusion.
That is why we must expand our power as Natra expands. To varying degrees, let's all they thinking.
However, there are also shadows that stare at such discussions with cold eyes.
"--What do you think of them?"
A pair of men and women sit at the end of the story. A middle-aged man and a young girl.
The man's name is Levan and the girl's name is Ninym.
They are also Fulham, but the people around them treat them specially. That should be it, Levan is the Chief of the fulham and an aide to King Owen.
Second is the next chieftain and an aide to Crown Prince Wayne.
That's right By the way, they are in the highest position of the Fulham people in Natra.
".... I have no objection to the opportunity now."
Levan opened his mouth, taking in the eyes of everyone in the room.
"But don't let our Fulham people take on many of the vacant agendas after the previous elimination of domestic rebels.
Not a few people don't find us interesting. If you want to expand further, you need to be very careful too"
Levan's political rainy voice had a calming effect on its own. Usually this is just some words It can make everyone calm,
but--
"Isn't Levan a little too reluctant?"
"That's right. Most of the important positions at the time of confirmation are treated as temporary substitutes.
It will be taken up. "
"Oh, that's what I want them to do to His Majesty and His highness. The Fulhams people are continuing on their behalf.
To be officially appointed for the job."
The momentum of the heated participants cannot be stopped even by Levan's voice.
When Levan was small, Ninim opened her mouth from the side.
"... It seems that there is a solution .."
Twenty-two voices were younger than Levan's, but had a much colder turn.
"Surely I and Levan are in charge of the royal aide, but the secrets support the royal family and support the country.
To guide you. ...... It's not about being a tribe. "
Levan, who was other side, makes troubled face, and the other participant's who were listening uniformly screamed.
"Ninym, you'll in trouble with that!"
"You have the expectations of all Fulham people!"
"If Ninym, who is closest to the Crown Prince, If you behave like that, you will not impress the others!"
The participants put their frustrations into words and said them to Ninym.
Only Levan next to her notices the girl who is photographed under the peach. It was when the composition continued for a while and the participants began to run out of breath.
"... But it is."
A hoarse voice crept into the room.
Everyone's eyes are on the old woman who has been silently listening to the lyrics.
Although she has stepped back from the front line, she is a person who is enthusiastic about the opinions of the gathering.
"We are fighting the important battle of Natra, but how much human resources are left for us now?"
Along with the question, the old woman looks around the lines. Even as I grow old, my gaze is powerful and there was a breathtaking horror in them.
"Everyone should be aware. The useful ones are mostly about some kind of wisteria. If you put the unusable ones on key position,
It can make easy for those who are hostile to us.”
“No, my grandmother may be true ..."
"If you look, you may still be there. If not, hurry education to young promising people."
"Is that a sign ?"
