genius prince vol 8 chapter 22
Ninym said. "The coat of arms of the city of Agata"
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The word calm was lost from Franya after wayne's whereabouts became unknown.
"Uh ~ ......"
she moans like a small animal, wanders around the room, sits down, ponders for a while, then stands up again and roams the room. she keeps repeating such actions over and over, just letting time pass by.
The attendants who came to see the situation repeatedly asked her to calm down and feel at ease. But none of them worked for Franya.
"Siridgis, Nanaki hasn't come back yet?"
"At the moment, there is no contact or anything."
Siridgis answers the frustrated question in a matter-of-fact manner. Franya wanders around the room, answering small voice "okay".
Siridgis was watching the situation, but suddenly he sighed a little.
" I had hoped you would come to your senses, but it seems that's not going to happen."
"What? Did you say something?"
To the irritated look of the lord, but Siridgis said without hesitation.
" I am afraid, Your Highness, that no matter how much you may fret here, it will have no effect on the return of Prince Wayne."
"Oh ...!"
Franya was about to fly into a rage for a moment, but then she stopped herself and slumped into a nearby chair.
"... I know, that's it."
Franya says.
" But why shouldn't I worry about my brother?"
It is a nadal-like question, which has spilled from a painful face.
"Don't"
Siridgis was cut off without any mercy.
" It is a virtue for a man of the city to worry about his family and pray for their safety. However, Your Highness is the princess of a country, and in the absence of Your Highness Wayne, you are the representative of this delegation. If your desire to support your brother is not false, then you must fulfill the great responsibility of leading the delegation. "
"............"
Each word of Siridgis' words pierced Franya's heart. The silence lasted a long time. Siridgis said nothing. He continued to wait for the little girl sitting in front of him to take a new step forward.
And then
"... Siridgis, give me your opinion. What exactly do you think I should do?"
Siridgis bowed reverently in response to the delegation's representative's question
" First, you should wipe your face with a cloth soaked in hot water. After that, please address each member of the delegation. With Her Highness' words, we will all be able to unite in this time of need. "
"... . I know, I can't be in front of everyone with this look on my face."
Franya laughed a little. It was such a smile that I felt like you was blown away.
"I have to get some hair and clothes in order. Siridgis, call me a wardrobe mistress.."
"I Understood"
At the direction of Franya, Siridgis left the room. He mutters as he walks down the hallway.
"... ...... I'm the one who's supposed to be leading the kids after all these years.?"
He smiles with a ridicule, but quickly counteracts it.
"The problem is from here. Can the prince overturn this situation ..."
If the prince does not return safely, the little princess's resolve will crumble like sand.
As I said earlier, no matter how anxious you may be, it cannot affect what the prince does. However, Siridgis hoped that he would nevertheless make the princess cry.
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Two days later, it was announced again that the meeting, which had been canceled, would be held.
There is a detached palace in the depths of the Holy Office. The hall inside the palace is a perfect circle, with a round table in the center. These two circles represent his symbol of Levetia, the stacked circles. Since ancient times, this palace has been a venerable place for elected saints to hold meetings.
Seven people were now sitting at the round table. Gruyere, King of the Kingdom of Solgest. Prince of the Kingdom of Falcasso, Miloslav. Agata, the representative of the Urbes Union. Duke of the Kingdom of vanhelio, Steil. Holy King, Silverio. Next to the Holy King, Cardromelia, Director of the Evangelical Bureau. Next to Prince Miloslav, King Skillet of the Kingdom of Cavaline. They are the faces of the Western nations who gathered at this congress.
"--Welcome to everyone!"
In spite of the hall being filled with a clinging air, Caldomeria opened her mouth.
"There was a slight accident, but with the cooperation of everyone, we were able to hold a holy meeting in this way, first of all.
I would like to express my deep gratitude as the Director of the Gospel Bureau. "
These words from Caldomeria, however, elicited a blank reaction from the elected saints.
" The death of Tigris, an elected Saint, was a major event, and you let it slide with only a little trouble. I guess it is necessary to abandon common sense and decency to be the head of the Evangelical Office."
First and foremost, Miloslav said so ironically,
" Needless to say, the evangelical bureau is responsible for the management of Rushen," he said. The fact that you let an elected prince die in spite of that is not something to be taken lightly, Caldomeria.."
Follow Gruyere with a gaze that you can try. However, it is not a cardomeria that sways at this level.
"Of course not. It's my fault that Sir Tigris died in Lucian. I'm keenly aware of this responsibility, but let me tell you that-it's a trivial matter before this congress. If there"
Guyère follows up with a testing look. But Caldomeria is not swayed by this.
"What do you mean by trivial things?"
Agata asks a question, Caldomeria said.
"As you all know that the continent is shaking now. Starting with the turmoil of the empire, the fire has smoldered in each country, and recently the East Levetia forces are becoming more and more unignorable. That is why the Holy Spirit has a strong influence on the West. I believe that meetings are more important than ever. "
"... The trend of this council is much more important than the life of a single elected saint."
"That's right, Lord Agata. that all the elected saints are ready to devote themselves to the peace of the people. If so, one of the seats of the Holy servant was missing. Rather than that, I think it makes sense to be pleased that we were able to hold the Holy Meeting even if it was missing. "
"........... "
The elected saints were silent. To confront them head-on at this point would appear as if they were putting their own lives before those of the people. They all understood that this would be a somewhat unfavorable course of action.
They must have anticipated this reaction. Caldomeria smiled and continued.
" Besides, we have an idea of who Prince Tigris’s murderer is."
"... It's the rumored Prince Wayne, isn't it?" Steil opened his mouth in a worried manner.
