Battle Race in Romance Fantasy

119 – Necessity disguised as coincidence

“Whoa.”

With a heavy sigh, Mathieu leaves the imperial palace.

The Empire schedule that lasted for several days was finally officially over.

All of the union’s mistakes and hidden concerns were revealed by themselves.

Thanks to this, the Alliance can no longer go against the Empire again.

‘Is it a good thing?’

It couldn’t have been better. Absolutely not. In the end, he himself bowed his head to the Empire.

It destroyed the will of the Kingdom Alliance, which fought against the Empire for a very long time and resisted to the end.

So it’s a sin, but why is it that I still feel relieved?

‘I’m glad I don’t have to worry about going back and being called a traitor.’

Hardliners who would say such things have either been arrested or fled to the south.

Those who remain are moderates who wish to cooperate with the Empire for the continuation of the Alliance.

Thanks to this, the union was able to come to a consensus after a long time.

It was ironic. They were the ones who fought for the prosperity of the Union in their own way.

Conversely, with them gone, the alliance is safer than before.

If they heard this, they would probably foam at the corners of their mouths.

‘The atmosphere in the empire isn’t very good either.’

Unbeknownst to them, it seems that the circumstances of the alliance have been known to the aristocratic society of the Empire.

I never thought that no one would ask for a meeting even after the official schedule was over.

Fortunate as an individual, but unfortunate as the representative of the coalition.

There’s nothing to do anyway, it’s time to go back to the union.

Two men and women suddenly came to the place where Mathieu was staying.

And when he confirmed their identities, he became very surprised.

“Could you say that again? Where are you from?”

“He said he was from Littorio. Sir Mathieu Philibert.”

Littorio, Littorio is definitely the place. There are only three grand dukes in the empire.

Isn’t it one of those families that are said to enjoy the most powerful power outside of the imperial family?

“Nice to meet you. I am Elga Bless de Littorio.”

Not even just an errand boy. She was the daughter of a grand duke.

With only one escort, such a person quietly found himself like this.

‘… Trap?’

I suspected that the empire might have set a trap for something.

But no matter how much I looked, I couldn’t detect anything that could be considered a trap.

Above all, the bait was too burdensome to be called a trap.

“It’s your first time in the Empire. How was it? How do you feel about the ecliptic?”

“… It is a beautiful and strong place.”

“I’m glad. I heard that the alliance is both strong and beautiful, but it seems to be similar.”

Saying that, Elgar didn’t even invite her to sit down.

She’s the daughter of a grand duke, but that’s all. On the other hand, the opponent is the representative of the coalition.

It is said that they even have skills similar to those of the top 10.

No matter how you look at it, it’s absolutely not a situation where you can relax like you do now.

“The official schedule is over, right? I came here on purpose knowing that.”

But I couldn’t find any tension in Elgar.

Even Leto, who was next to her, just kept silent.

In the past, she would have started worrying about why she was doing this, stamping her feet.

“… I wonder what’s going on all of a sudden. No one is looking for me.”

“I have a question. Kyle said that some rogue members of the Coalition have headed south.”

At that moment, Mathieu’s body shook greatly.

With a very nervous expression that doesn’t fit the title of “Three Girls”.

“Lady Elgar. The Kyle I just mentioned, maybe….”

“That’s right. Kyle, the second son of Baron John Nassen. He is in the same grade as me. I am also friendly.”

“….”

At Elgar’s answer, Mathieu’s head started spinning like crazy.

This young lady sitting in front of me now seems to have a very close relationship with Kyle.

It’s like hearing from him right away and saying he came to visit you.

I wouldn’t even have a serious conversation if it was just passing by for a moment.

‘… Wait a minute. If the relationship between men and women is not normal, isn’t there only one answer?’

Mathieu Philibert was more stern than she thought.

From Elgar’s point of view, she just meant that she was quite close with Kyle.

She heard him say that they had a closer, deeper relationship beyond friendship.

Yes. It’s as if Elgar was ‘engaged to Kyle’.

‘Engaged to Kyle John Nassen. Kyle John Nassen’s wife….’

Gulp-.

I feel more nervous than in front of the emperor. A cold sweat runs down your spine.

I heard that there are two things that a man will protect with his eyes lit.

Did you say that one is a man’s pride and the other is his woman?

Reminds me of Kyle, who was smiling even in front of a life-and-death duel.

I also think of Kyle, who was scarier than a demon, whom I encountered in the imperial palace not too long ago.

With those thoughts going through her, she seems clear on what to do.

“Luckily, I have some sources in the South. I’d like to get in touch with them and ask them about the right news, but if Sir Mathieu has time, I’d like to know more about him….”

“You can say anything. I’ll tell you everything I know. I will cooperate.”

“… To?”

I was going to have more conversations in a more comfortable atmosphere than

, But why is it like this?

Did you mention Kyle on purpose just because you said you have a good relationship with him?

I look at Leto to see if he has any guesses, but could he possibly know?

Leto shrugged her shoulders once, Elgar thought about her for a moment, then smiled as if she was okay with it.

“Then Sir Mathieu. How long have you been talking?”

“Some of the coalition hardliners used boats to head south. As a result of tracing the route….”

After that, Mathieu gave a very detailed explanation.

Should I say it’s almost the same level as when I was reporting in front of the emperor?

Thanks to that, Elgar was able to properly capture the big gun.

The Island of the Southern Independent Lords, where some of the coalition’s hardliners are speculated to have headed.

Of course, it would have gone to those who had a bad relationship with the Empire.

And within it, I will try to unleash my rage against the Empire.

However, not all the independent lords in the south are at odds with the Empire.

Some had clear friendships with the Empire.

‘I never thought I’d be able to use it like this.’

Among them, in the past, there was a place where Elgar personally stepped forward and promoted their relationship.

*

– Academic field trip guide for freshmen –

“….”

What is it, Shiba? This? It was a phrase that came out of nowhere.

Academic field trip? What is this all of a sudden Haven’t you heard of this?

“Kyle! Oh, did you read the academic field trip plan?”

“Nell. What is this? Was there anything like this?”

“Did you not know? It’s called Academic Exploration, and it’s an event that only first-year students visit an area considered important in the history of the Empire for two weeks.”

“Isn’t two weeks short, Nell? I think it will take that much time just to move.”

“As far as I know, the academy specifically supports movement magic.”

“….”

I heard that moving magic costs more money than you can imagine.

It’s an empire after all. As a freshman, they spend a lot of money.

Was there anything more like this? Sorry, I didn’t read the main story properly.

Academic field trip, academic field trip. Isn’t this similar to university MT?

The difference is that the academic field trip is only applicable to first-year students.

‘Isn’t it like drinking and throwing up every night here, too?’

One of the things I don’t really eat at Jon Nassen is alcohol.

Alcohol itself is a problem, and the side dishes that go with it are also a problem.

I do drink occasionally to cheer up, but that’s only one or two cups.

There is a saying about alcohol in John Nassen.

“If you drink more than four drinks at Jon Nassen, you are dead.”

It was a word with many meanings.

I wonder if drinking more than four cups is a spirit drink given only to ghosts.

Or is it that if you drink that much, you should be prepared to be beaten to death?

If it was original, I would have grumbled about something like this. It is certainly.

But this time, Kyle was just going to do that and let it go.

There is only one reason. This is because the indoor gymnasium was finally expanded from yesterday.

As that happened, unfortunately, I couldn’t meet with the organization for a while.

Unfortunately, on weekdays, I just hit the weight in a different way somehow.

On the weekend, I was going to do some exercise with the excuse that I would go to the church and check myself.

In such a situation, an academic field trip was created, a schedule that freshmen must attend.

It’s still annoying, but now that it’s happened like this, I’ve been thinking about going back.

“From what I heard, seniors in the second year said that they went to the east last year. This time, um…. Oh Here it is. Kyle. This time, the first graders are heading to the southern part of the Empire.”

“… Where?”

“South of the Empire!”

A momentary thought. The Loiders who escaped the union of the western kingdoms and fled to the south.

I wonder if I should go after him right away, but I needed a justification for now, so I stayed calm.

By the way, whether it was a coincidence or an inevitable coincidence, I headed south.

“From my point of view, even in the south, they probably head near the sea. Because there are historically significant places where naval battles were fought with the southern kingdoms that are now subjugated to the southern region of the Empire, and there are many other nearby cities that trade with independent lords.”

Kyle thought as he listened to Nell’s story beside him who explained it in great detail.

Isn’t it possible to quietly deal with this and come out?

At least two weeks could be said to be enough time.

‘The problem is that the roiders got stuck on the island….’

A sane person might have thought of a ship.

But Kyle and John Nassen were completely different.

‘Swimming, what.’