Episode 190 Shadow Peace – Saint Queen
I slowly entered the king’s throne room.
A huge room decorated in red and gold.
A place where the King of Francia, as the ruler of all knights, compiles the royal authority that he has ruled for generations.
Nowadays, all the windows are covered with curtains and are illuminated only by magic lights, but I heard that originally, the light coming through the stained glass window softly illuminated the king’s throne.
I didn’t see that scene, but it’s a famous story.
I slowly walked towards the storm of light swirling above the throne located in the very center of the room.
Eris is concentrating with her eyes closed and her hands outstretched in the midst of the rain that is swirling like a storm.
Not long after I stopped, the swirling light slowly began to disappear and Eris slowly opened her eyes.
In the storm of divine power that overwhelms the soft light of magic power, white hair that has no natural color and is dyed gold, flutters and then sinks.
Even the mysterious purple eyes are slowly revealed.
The Queen of Francia is no longer a saint under my patronage.
In front of the Queen, whose throne room was so shabby, I slowly knelt down, thinking that there would be no one more suitable for this room than her.
“Marquis Pierre de Lafayette meets Her Majesty Queen Esiliste Liliane de Francia.”
“Wake up, Marquis.”
I stood up and spoke lightly.
“Welcome back home. “Did you have a safe journey to the Germanian Empire?”
Eris smiled and answered.
“Except for the fact that the way back and forth was a bit boring?”
I smiled bitterly.
Kaiserin Cecilia of the Germanian Empire asked Eris to attend the funeral of the Kaiser, or now the previous Kaiser, Otto II.
It is generally difficult to understand that a half-sister who started a war to take away the throne from Eris would invite her to her husband’s funeral…
but of course there was strong opposition in the National Assembly.
-It’s dangerous! What if something unpleasant happens outside of the country…
But Eris simply dismissed it.
-The empire is also devastated. I don’t want to do anything here that would give us another cause for war, so I’ll do my best to ensure my own safety. Of course, I will also take Jeong-don as an escort.
-Isn’t this an opponent with whom you just went to war not long ago? There are degrees of shamelessness!
-That’s why I want to go even more. Who knows whether this will ease some of the old hostility? Anyway, the government is governed by the National Assembly. It’s a bit annoying that I have nothing to do, so wouldn’t it be okay to stay if it helps Franzia’s diplomacy?
With the Queen saying that, there was no point in the lawmakers opposing it any more, so it was eventually passed.
Cecilia may have asked Eris to attend to mourn her husband, but that is not the only reason.
Considering the resourcefulness and political capabilities she showed, it is likely that she intended to secure legitimacy for her son, who is still a minor. Eris didn’t know that either, but she responded nonetheless.
It is said that Eris gave a blessing by creating a light that covered the entire imperial palace, and the nobles and people of the empire fell to their knees in tears of emotion when they saw the miraculous sight.
It was written in large print in the newspaper that there were many people praising the mercy and grace of the saintly king who blessed the emperor and the empire despite the war, so it seems that he was very true to the words he said on his way to the empire.
“But didn’t you put a lot of effort into the empire as well?”
Then, if you do that as soon as you arrive, won’t it put a strain on your body?
When Eris heard what I said, her expression became somewhat mischievous.
“I also intend to experiment because I think the more I use it, the more it increases.”
“…haha.”
It’s a ‘saint’. Is it okay to experiment with something like that using the power that God gave me?
As a result, it is an act of mourning the dead and it is for the sake of peace, so it is not that the intention is bad… It is amazing
to see that the young saint who was suffering after treating dozens of people when I first met is now older than I was back then and acting like that. I feel strange.
Eris looked at me, rolled her eyes and smiled.
“I don’t think you’ll feel better just because you spend a lot.”
It’s a result that should be disappointing, but why am I smiling strangely?
As I was wondering, Eris stood up.
“I was planning to do some relief work on my way back home, but they immediately called me back saying they had to pay something, and then they ended up signing autographs and it was boring. “If you’re going to be like this, at least let me out.”
After saying that, Eris approached me with a somewhat disturbing smile.
When he makes an expression like this, it usually means he’s thinking of something bad…
Eris came right in front of me and suddenly burst into tears, covering her face with both hands.
“Huh-uh-!”
My brain stopped acting.
What is it?
Why are you doing this to no end?
“betrayer!”
The sound that came out of Eris’s mouth made me feel dizzy.
“Your Majesty the Queen. “What on earth are you talking about?”
“The Marquis, who is older than me, has been making excuses that he hasn’t done anything to get me married yet, but I can’t stand it now that he’s back from the empire!”
“ah.”
I sighed and placed my hand on my forehead.
I was so excited to receive a marriage proposal from Christine that I told Dumont to stop bothering him, and the very next day, news of our marriage appeared in the newspaper.
Even the Queen, who arrived in the capital less than a day ago, knows about it.
Dumont, that damn pot-bellied old man…
Eris lowered her hands that were covering her face and said with a bright smile.
“Congratulations on getting married! But they will hate traitors.”
“…Thank you, Her Majesty. But why are you a traitor?…”
This is absurd.
Instead of giving a clear answer, Eris just stuck out her tongue at me.
…A queen who is so unsuited to the throne.
Oh my god.
I just sigh loudly.
Well, since I said it, I should ask.
“Then, Your Majesty.”
“yes?”
“You don’t want to get married?”
“yes.”
I also chuckled at the answer I came up with without thinking for even a second.
If the Count of Anjou had heard, he would have walked away holding his head.
“If that’s the case, could you please tell me the reason? “If the reason is valid, I will lend a helping hand as a subject.”
Eris grinned, then spewed out language that was neither saintly nor queenly, and even more unbecoming of a saint king.
“Wow, really? Is it okay to hand over the Count of Anjou to the Marquis?”
“…if the reason is valid.”
Eris was still smiling brightly, so I sighed lightly and asked.
“Do you have any aversion to things like arranged marriages?”
“That’s right. I guess people who don’t know their faces and personalities are a bit…”
Eris smiled awkwardly, then gave me a quick glance and said.
“Maybe the Marquis would know.”
“…I’m angry, Your Majesty, the mischievous queen.”
Eris smiled with a girlish face, spun around and took a step away from me, and then she opened her mouth with a slightly serious expression.
“I am the queen who was elected to prevent war. Does the queen who was only elected that way have to continue the lineage of the Frangian royal family until her children are elected again?”
“well. “Your Majesty’s position itself is unprecedented.”
“Yes? They say we should do the same thing because all the royal families of other countries do it, but I don’t like it that much. We overthrew the old system and created a new system, so do we have to follow it and say it was the way it was? Besides…”
Eris added, twisting her long silver hair with her fingers.
“It is questionable whether the royal families and nobles of other countries who promise to marry the ‘Queen of Francia’ will be satisfied with the existence of a royal family that does not participate in the Francia National Assembly.”
“There’s definitely a strong feeling that they’re just trying to get their money’s worth.”
Eris laughed even though it was her story and then looked quite skeptical.
“As the current king of Franzia, I don’t have to step forward, but I’m not without influence. “It’s not like I don’t have much authority.”
“It is as you said, Your Majesty.”
In the first place, the system of an elected monarchy that reigns but does not rule is itself a kind of compromise that was created to delay the war with the empire as much as possible.
Although she had no obvious or significant real power, Eris was also granted some authority during negotiations with the Empire.
As long as she has absolute support as the Queen of Saints, the National Assembly cannot treat Eris carelessly.
In fact, even during the short period of his reign, there were quite a few issues that Eris pushed through and were processed despite the opposition of the National Assembly.
Until now, the unique nature of the exhibition wasn’t a problem because Eris’ intentions were good and the results were good, but…
“Well, I. “Because I have a more irritable personality than I look.”
“…I know very well, Your Majesty.”
After hearing my answer, Eris glanced at me, then smiled slyly and said,
“I would be quite angry to think that just because you are my husband or my child, you could wear the glory of a saintly king and try to control this country however you want. “This is a country built on how much blood and how many sacrifices.”
Eris spread her arms and smiled as I watched.
In some ways, she is like a saint, but in other ways….
“I can’t look at her like that. “Rather than destroy it all with my own hands.”
As if he were an archangel punishing the corrupt.
I laughed out loud.
This is it.
What would it have been like if Maximilien Isidore and Eris had a chance to have a serious conversation?
Did he lament that the person who was the bloodline of the old system and the symbol of the religion he denied was the leader of the people who loved this country more than the National Assembly?
Eris is, by her very existence, the queen most needed in this fledgling and still confused country. There could not be a greater person than this as a spiritual pillar and focal point.
However, at the same time, she is aware that her very existence may be the worst enemy of the National Assembly and the people’s government.
I bowed as politely as possible to Eris.
“If it is your Majesty’s will, I will do my best to ensure that this matter does not bother you any more.”
Eris smiled and answered.
“I am grateful for the Marquis’ dedication.”
I slowly raised my head.
But then it is not Esiliste Liliane de Frangias as the Queen of Saints.
What is Eris’ personal happiness as a human being?
I didn’t say it out loud, but unexpectedly, Eris, who was looking at me, smiled and said.
“Pierre de Lafayette, my impostor patron.”
“Haha, I told you I never committed fraud, Your Majesty.”
Eris chuckled and slowly opened her mouth.
“Actually, if I were to fall in love, I would like to have a love like that of the Marquis and Christine.”
What should I say?
Should I tell you that you will find that kind of love someday?
While I was thinking that, Eris smiled softly.
“But I can’t do that.”
“…why?”
Eris placed her hand on her chest and answered softly.
“Because I am for everyone. … Because it has to be for everyone.”
-I thought that if I worked hard like this, God would forgive me and my mother for our sins.
“Even if I have someone I love, I can’t give everything to that person. I will definitely set out to save everyone and make the people who love me unhappy. So instead.”
A girl who hated being called a saint more than anyone else.
“I will love everyone, not just one person. “If I work hard and everyone becomes a little happier.”
Grow into a saint that no one can deny that you are a saint.
“Then, one day, in front of those who went before us. …You can be proud in front of your mother.”
He smiled and spoke ever more softly.
“At that time, I will definitely be able to laugh very happily.”
