Rebellious Mask Lelouch
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He had a dream.

He dreamed of a very young age. The world was peaceful and exquisite. The sadness and pain were surrounded by the scenery that was filled with sunlight and fragrance. As time slowly passed, as long as he could smile at the warm hand that reached out, it was enough.

[Lulu Xiu.]

It was as if she couldn't clearly say these two words at that time. Every time she called him, she seemed to be inarticulate. He couldn't remember it clearly.

Or rather, the only thing he could remember clearly was the back view. In the greenery of the Li Palace courtyard, he was desperately chasing after his back. Although there was only a one-year gap between them, if they were to seriously compete and chase each other, he would not be able to catch up to him at all. Even so, after she stepped on her dress and fell, he still rushed to her side.

I will protect Yuffie. Forever and ever.

He hugged his hands tightly. This was the entire world. He did not need anything else.

Therefore, he would think like this sometimes.

Why did he become so greedy?

An existence that was being protected.

When did he become so unsatisfied?

He turned on the shower with sleepy eyes. Then, for some reason, hot water suddenly flowed out of the shower head.

[Ah.]

She exclaimed softly. Li? Britania escaped from the shower. It was a beautiful and comfortable bathroom. Ufemiya happened to retreat to the mirror, and she saw herself in the mirror, naked.

[Woo ~~ My hair is terrible.] Although she usually combed her hair very neatly, she actually had natural curls. She had always been depressed since she was young. Perhaps it was because most of her half-siblings had beautiful straight hair. Why didn't she have that kind of hair? She felt vexed from the bottom of her heart.

(Yuffie's hair is so soft. I like it.))

Perhaps it was because of the dream she had earlier that she suddenly remembered this sentence. Ufemiya smiled. After adjusting the water temperature with the touch button, she walked to the showerhead again.

He closed his eyes and let the warm water hit his face. His groggy mind gradually cleared up. Her cheeks gradually heated up.

At this moment, the smile had already disappeared from her face. She took a step back and opened her eyes. She took the wet hair in her hand and observed it. Her hair had already reached her waist. Although this was her own hair, she was still surprised that her hair had grown so long. Ever since she was young, she had disliked long hair and kept asking for it to be cut short, which caused a lot of trouble for her mother and sister. Now, it had already grown so long. In other words, he was no longer the child who was carefully protected by his mother and sister.

Yes, it was.

He should have understood this.

He understood that he had long left that exquisite world.

However, what made him realize this point again was something that happened not long ago.

[Why don't I assign you a knight?」

[Knight?] After listening to her sister's personal knight, Guilford, she repeated the word.

Guilford lowered his head and said,"Yes. If the knights of Her Highness were to be her personal guards, he could be the center of the personal guards. Her Highness is the Deputy Governor, so you have this privilege.」

This sudden suggestion seemed very unexpected. A soft murmur came from the side.

[Hmm…I see.]

Royal Sister?

He turned his head abruptly and saw his sister, Cornelia, standing there with a thoughtful look on her face. Dalton was the only one silently guarding her.

Ever since the Battle of Chengtian, her Royal Sister had always been absent-minded. She would often stare at her phone or out of the window in a daze. Every time the officers mentioned the Black Knights, Sister would sternly tell them that the most important thing now was the opposite side of NAC! Isn't this strange? My sister has always hated evil. Even I know that the Black Knights are getting stronger and stronger…

The Black Knights…

ZERO……

Lulu…

No, no! No matter how he thought about it, this was impossible! Lulu…How could he have killed Brother Clovis? In the past, they had a very good relationship, right?!

Perhaps she noticed that she was looking at her, so she walked towards her. A gentle smile appeared on his upright face.

[This is indeed necessary. Yuffie, you're already so old.」

[But…]

[Of course, I won't force you. It was the right of every royal family to choose a knight. Whether you want to exercise your authority or not, it's up to you in the end. However…

Personally, I would feel more at ease if you had someone who thought the same as me by your side. Remember this sentence."

" People with the same thoughts..." Yuffie muttered.

He turned off the tap and the hot water stopped flowing.

She walked out of the bathroom and wrapped her wet hair with a towel. By the way, if he were in his mother's Li Palace in his own country, there would definitely be maids waiting on him. No, they might even bathe him. He would let others clean his body, and similarly, he would let others dry his body. However, she didn't feel embarrassed about it. From this point of view, Ufemiya was a royal family through and through, and her living environment was obviously different from that of the commoners in the market.

However, in District 11, no one could surround and do things for her. Her sister, Cornelia, had indeed thought of arranging a maid to take care of her, but she had refused.

Reason?

Because he hadn't done anything yet.

A superior environment and a protected self. Fortunately, his childhood did not have any doubts about this. However, as time passed, the world became wider, and she began to have doubts.

Why was he the only one being protected? Why did so many people give him so many things?

She felt that this was unfair. He had not done anything, he had not given anything. But why was he only being given and protected?

Why did the world allow such a thing to exist? Was it right for such a thing to exist?

The answer to his question was right beside him.

For Eufemia, the answer was none other than the back of her sister, who had always been ahead of her.

Originally, his sister was the same as him. She was someone who was protected and given. But at the same time, her sister also personally protected those who protected her and gave her everything. As the second princess of the Empire, she was also standing on the battlefield, piloting the Knightmar and protecting many people.

Ahhh, what should I do? The one who was protected, the one who was given. In that case, he should be like his sister, protecting himself and the people, and giving them something. Accepting a superior environment meant that he had to bear the corresponding responsibility. Humans who wore gorgeous clothes, tasted delicious food, and dominated others. The only people who could allow such injustice to exist were those who fought against it.

Therefore, Ufemia, who had never done anything, thought that she was not qualified to give it to him. He had followed his sister to District 11 because he wanted to protect his sister who had always been protecting him. He wanted to return the things that people had given him to them. That was why he was standing here. However, he was still too far away from his dream. She did not know what to do.

Yuffie carefully wiped the water off her hair and body before leaving the dressing area.

She put on a bathrobe and sat down in front of the mirror in the room. At this moment, her hair was not tied up like usual. Instead, it was casually scattered over her shoulders. This hair was grown for her sister because she said she liked this kind of hair. He had always been accepting what she had given him, so he had to at least repay her emotionally.

[Knight, ah…]

Choosing a knight, in a sense, meant choosing a person to protect himself in place of his sister. Regardless of what Cornelia thought, at least that was what Eufemia thought.

To be protected, but at the same time, it meant protecting the other party. She was no longer the child who acted coquettishly in her sister's arms. She could not just accept it. If someone wanted to give him something, it meant that he had to repay the other party.

[But who should I choose as a knight?」

There was still no news of Lelouch…Could it be that he really couldn't see him?

However, how would she know that she had seen Lelouch before? She even had his cell phone number, but she did not have the courage to call him.

Corelia leaned back on the sofa. Her perfect body curves were vividly displayed. There was not a trace of fat. How many men would go crazy for her slim waist?! But in reality, no one dared to have any improper thoughts about her. Her slightly furrowed brows made it clear that this beautiful female soldier was thinking about something troublesome.

Yes, she was lost.

Her favorite brother had killed Clovis and assassinated several relatives of the Britania royal family, and had always been her enemy.

Lelouch, he is ZERO.

After knowing that her beloved brother was not dead and that he was a terrorist, she could not do it anymore. She had sworn to God countless times that as long as Lelouch could return safely, she was willing to pay any price. Now, she seemed to understand one thing. One of the factors involved in the price was that she knew that he was a terrorist but could not attack him.

She understood that she was now a traitor of the royal family. Once he made such a decision…

It was impossible for him to attack him, even if he had to use his life to atone for his sins. He had actually met him again in such a way.

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Similarly, although the furnishings in Lelouch's room were surprisingly monotonous, the furniture and decorations were all very expensive.

[Kemoshiro Fujido?]

C.C., who was sitting on the bed and hugging Jun Moxie's pillow in front of his chest as usual, frowned in confusion. Speaking of which, Pizza-kun was C.C. She had to collect points several times to exchange for this big pillow. Seeing how C.C. was so fond of her, Lelouch mocked her and said,(Ah…I didn't expect that a woman's mental age was not even as good as a little kid.))

However, C.C. said sarcastically (You're not a weak Britanian boy yet)

[This doesn't sound like a cute seal name at all. What is it?」

"Where did you hear that from, C.C.?」Lelouch, who was sitting in front of a computer in his room, turned around helplessly.

"By the way, seals and sea lions are not the same species in Japanese.」

[It's all your fault for not pronouncing it correctly.] C.C. retorted nonchalantly.

[Then who is he?]

" Kemoshiro Fujido, former Japanese military assistant, under the command of the Itsukashima base. In the war seven years ago, he commanded the battle known as the Miracle of Yan Island. He was the only person in the retreating Japanese army who repelled the attack of the Britani army. His nickname is the Miracle Vine Hall."

"Although I understand their feelings, his nickname is really strange.」

[He thinks so too. The battle on Yan Island was not a miracle in the first place. Was it just a tactical victory?」

[Hmm?]

C.C. looked up. Lelouch, who was sitting in front of the table, pointed at the computer screen. On the screen, there was a curve that looked like a map, and there were light spots flashing non-stop. It seemed that this represented the enemy.

[This is the miracle of Yan Dao.」

[You recreated it?]

[How is that possible?] There were many people who were interested in this on the internet. As long as they searched, they could find this kind of thing easily.」

C.C. got off the bed and approached the desk. Lelouch moved the mouse to control the movement of the screen. The bottom half of the picture was a vast sea, and the symbol on it should represent the warships of Britania. On the ground, there were blue dots of light representing the Japanese army.

[Although it's easy to be misunderstood...]

Lelouch clicked on the arrow on the screen, and the light spots began to move subtly. It seemed that this should be the activity of the local troops at that time.

In the war seven years ago, the direct reason for Japan's defeat was not because they did not have the Knight. The biggest reason was the huge difference in numbers with Britania.

Not long after the war began, the Japanese Air Force was defeated by the invading troops of Britania, and they instantly gained control of the air. It was the same for the naval fleet. Britania sent out the new weapon, the Knightmares, after that. Of course, if the equipment and strength of the two armies were equal, the stalemate should be able to last longer.

In the center of the picture was an area similar to the Japanese military base. It was attacked by Britani bomber planes from the air and fired by naval fleets.

After that, the Britanians used blitzkrieg tactics that combined the air force and the Knightmares in most areas. Japan had long lost the ability to resist. In other words, the outcome had already been decided before Knight Mare was put into use. Knight Mare's mission was to minimize the ground battles that would continue. The ordinary ground weapons that Japan possessed could not be said to be a match for them.

The light spots representing Knighthood were continuously projected to the Japanese positions by the transport planes on the screen. From the side of the land, they approached the Japanese military base near the sea.

However, at this moment, something strange happened.

The Knightmares that they thought would reach the base smoothly began to disappear on a large scale.

[Hey, this is…]

C.C., who was watching the video, whispered. Lelouch smiled.

" Of course it was blown up. The base itself was built with a large amount of fluid sakuradite. The only thing Japan doesn't lack is this."

[What a mess.]

"But you can't say that. Look carefully, it's about to begin."

Before Lelouch could finish speaking, a change occurred on the sea. The ship's emblems that were firing at the base also began to disappear one by one.

A trap had been set up in the sea from the beginning.

[Look, there's something even more exciting.]

A burst of artillery fire came from an unexpected direction. It was a small hill not far from the border between land and sea, located on the side of the Britania fleet. Countless missiles rained down on the Britani army from the mountain top that had no light spots.

[What…]

Even C.C. widened his eyes. Lelouch chuckled.

" From the very beginning, the base was bait. No, perhaps I should say that the mountain was the real base. After preparing a building that looked like a base, the truly important facilities were built underground in the mountains. Of course, it was also the Britania Army's negligence to collect false information. However, Fujido, who was able to command everything without attracting attention, was worthy of praise.

The heavily damaged Britania warships began to retreat into the bay. Even the remaining bomber forces left the airspace after the aerial fire from the mountain. No matter who saw it, Britania had completely lost this battle. If there had been an intermission, the Japanese army would probably have shouted out loud.」

Lelouch moved his mouse again and closed the window. C.C. sighed softly.

[I see. I understand what kind of person this Sea Lion is.]」

[It's Tengtang.] Lelouch corrected him helplessly, but C. C. still did as he was told.

"But that was seven years ago. What does this thing have to do with you now?」

[It's very important. After the war, Fujido devoted himself to anti-Britania activities, which was the Japanese Liberation Front. But now, the organization itself had collapsed.」

C.C. raised his eyebrows slightly.

"In other words, he has been arrested by the Britania Army. It seemed that after the Battle of Narita, he was caught by the intelligence department of Britania while lurking in the residential area. Yesterday, a military trial had been officially held. The sentence was, of course, the death penalty, and the execution date was scheduled to be tonight, late at night.」

" Hey, you can't be…"

"His subordinates came crying to the Black Knights, and they also brought information about the facilities of the Changfu detention center where Fujido was imprisoned as a gift.」

[If they have any information, they can just go and save them themselves.」C.C. pouted as if he didn't want Lelouch to take any more risks.

"Didn't I say that the Japanese Liberation Front has already collapsed? It's precisely because they don't have the strength to do it that they came to me. To us, we are actually very lucky. After the battle of Narita, I had also mobilized the Black Knights to search for Tengtang.」

[You want to save him and make him work for you?」

"He is worth it. He was the one who understood my tactics in Narita and assisted the Black Knights. It would be a pity if he didn't use his military skills. Moreover, the Black Knights needed talents the most now. With such a man around, their tactics would be more flexible.」

Lelouch replied indifferently. Then, for some reason, C.C. gave him a sidelong glance.

He looked at Lelouch's face in confusion.

[Is that really all?]

[What do you mean?]

[It doesn't mean anything. You went to save yourself as ZERO after the Orange incident. I suddenly thought so."

[Boring. I just want to obtain outstanding talents and be able to use them as I wish. That's all.」Lelouch did not show any signs of wavering.

(As usual, this woman's sense of smell is still so sensitive.))

Turning off the computer, Lelouch stood up and picked up his bag.

"Alright, let's go. Shan Yao, Kallen, and the others should have already arrived at the designated location.」

[Hmm? You want to go personally?"

"Everything is ready. This battle is not difficult even if I don't fight personally. However, the main goal this time is to convince Fujido to join us. C.C.,Have you heard of visiting the thatched cottage three times? Hehe, the leader naturally had to show up.」

Lelouch sneered and looked at C.C.

[You should come too. In any case, the members of the Knights in the capital already know of your existence. It doesn't matter if you come and visit.」

C.C. turned his gaze from Lelouch to the window. The afternoon sun was shining in.

Then, C.C. replied expressionlessly.

[Depends on my mood.]

After telling Na Nali and Prince Kouguan that he would return late today, Lelouch left the house.

It was already past four o'clock, but the sunlight was still very strong. In the distance, the students who were participating in the club activities after school could be heard shouting.

Walking on the road connecting the entrance of the club building to the main gate of the school, Lelouch fell into deep thought again.

Vermilion Bird.

He recalled what happened seven years ago.

That guy was the son of Japan's last prime minister, Xuanwu Hideki. At that time, the Shuki family was one of the few wealthy families in Japan, so in a sense, the hot-tempered Suzaku was once a real young master. But even so, the fellow who had stayed in the Shumu family didn't seem to be very happy. When he walked out of the house, there were almost no playmates of the same age outside, and he was almost always alone at home. Moreover, his relationship with his father was definitely not good.

However, there was someone in his heart that he admired from the bottom of his heart.

Fujido-sensei.

Whenever he called out this name, the Vermilion Bird's expression would always be very happy, very blissful, and even glow with pride. This name appeared too frequently, but it was enough to show how much the Vermilion Bird admired this man.

Vermilion Bird.

This is what Britania wants to give you.

Needed? Is this the payback? The death of someone you admire? Why haven't you realized that Britania is just using you?

Of course, I'm the same. I told you that you're my friend, but at the same time, I planned to use you for myself and Na Nali. However, my relationship with you is not just about being used. Have you forgotten? That promise from their childhood. Help each other. If you protect Na Nali, I'll save the person you value, that Fujido Kemoshiro. If you work for me and Na Nali, I will work for you. Carefully weigh the gains and losses. Should you stay in Britania or by my side, the answer should be clear

However, Lelouch did not realize one thing.

Gains and losses? Benefits?

Of course, there were many people who were running around for this purpose. At the very least, those people who were obsessed with survival would weigh the pros and cons in order to survive, or rather, to not live so hard. However…

For a person who might be living in the shadow of death, how much meaning did this gain and loss have?

Was it necessary for such a person to pay attention to the gains and losses in order to survive?

C.C. was in the club building, quietly watching Lelouch leave from the window.

The opening ceremony of the art gallery was held during the art week.

The art competition to commemorate the opening of the museum was also held. The results of the competition would be announced at the same time. In addition, the name of the final judge of the competition was the third princess of the Britania Empire, Eufemia. Li? Britania. In this way, the artistic quality of the work had nothing to do with the grand prize. That was why the name of the deputy governor of the 11th district, Eufemia, appeared here. In other words, there was a connection between the opening of the 11th district governor's office and the opening of the art gallery. This was just a means of publicity. It meant that cultural rejuvenation was just a political show.

"The press conference is scheduled for 20 o'clock in the main hall. Please announce the award-winning works and the opening of the museum after Her Highness Eufemia is present.」

[Do you put flowers in front of the camera?]

[Yes. The official award ceremony was scheduled for the day after tomorrow. Today was just an announcement.」

[I understand. Right, the congratulatory speech before the press conference was…???」

"Ah, ah, that's what it means literally. Let's make a congratulatory statement. Wasn't there a huge display screen in the hall? Although it was only a temporary installation, it was still equipped with a satellite communication system that could broadcast the congratulatory messages sent by celebrities from all over the world.」

On the table in the preparation room, there was a schedule and a map of the venue. The person in charge of the broadcast was having a final discussion with Ufemia about the ceremony.

And next to her stood the Chief of Staff of the 11th District's ruling army, Andre. Dalton.

Of course, this wasn't Dalton's job. Now the 11th District Governor, Cornelia? Li? Britania had left the Tokyo concession, and because of her departure, Dalton's assistant became this lovely girl in a dress. He had been ordered by Cornelia to protect and advise Eufemia as much as possible in case anything unexpected happened. If Ufemiya had her own knights and personal guards, he wouldn't have to do this job, but it was useless to talk about it now.

However, Dalton didn't dislike the mission itself. Not only did he not dislike it, but he actually quite liked it. Although it was rather disrespectful to say this, he felt that it was like a father protecting his cute little daughter.

Dalton had a deep friendship with the royal sisters, Cornelia and Eufemia. In the past, Dalton had once served as a guard knight for the Li Palace where the sisters 'mother resided. From then on, he understood the two of them very well. He was not inferior to the brave Princess Kenai and the cheerful and kind Princess Yuffie. He often saw them and the two abandoned princes and princesses playing happily in the courtyard of the palace.

Because their father was the emperor, they could not interact with their father like ordinary father and daughter. Perhaps it was because of this reason that they became close to Dalton, who was about the same age as their father. He had taught Cornelia swordsmanship and played horseback riding with Eufemia. They had spent days like this. As time passed, both of them had grown up. One became the 11th District Governor, while the other became the Deputy Governor. But in Dalton's mind, it was still difficult to forget the two sisters playing in the Li Palace courtyard.

Time flies.

Dalton, who was standing next to Ufemiya, glanced at the princess's side profile and suddenly thought of this sentence. That little Princess Yuffie had already grown into the Deputy Governor of District 11, and she was doing an excellent job. She was no longer that childish little girl.

Dalton, on the other hand, was worried about the dark look on Eufemia's face. It wasn't that she was in a bad mood, but why was she so listless and dispirited during the discussion with the person-in-charge?

(What happened?)

The results of the art competition would be announced during the opening ceremony. The winner of the award was Eufemia. However, as for which painting would win the award, it was not up to Ufemia to decide. It had already been decided that it would be the work of a young master of a noble family. This painting was already destined to win the award before Ufemia even saw the submitted work. In other words, this was just a formality. By the way, that noble had donated a lot of money when the art gallery was established.

In fact, this kind of thing was common. This competition was not supposed to judge the quality of the works based on artistic value, so there was nothing to pursue. However, in Ufemia's opinion, most of the things she couldn't agree with were still there. Although she had a full understanding of this kind of political performance, this time, these people were taking it for granted because they were using her as their banner. Even Dalton found this intolerable. Although he understood the whole incident, wasn't this a little too rude to the princess?

After the discussion ended, the person in charge left the preparation room. Dalton said calmly to her.

"You don't have to listen to them, Deputy Governor Eufemia. The only one who can give you orders is the governor, at least in this district.」

Sitting on the sofa, Ufemia turned to look at Dalton, who was standing at the side. But she quickly lowered her head and smiled weakly.

"You're right. However, I can't bring trouble to this art gallery because of my willfulness. Besides, I don't have much confidence in my own judgment. This is also a fact. It's fine. Thank you, General. I'm sorry for making you worry."

[It doesn't matter.]

After a brief answer, Dalton sighed in his heart.

(I have no confidence in myself.)

This should be the truth from the bottom of her heart. In fact, Dalton knew that many people in District 11 were pointing fingers at Eufemia behind her back.

Vase Deputy Governor.

This evaluation was not wrong. In fact, in the governance of the 11th district, most of the practical decisions were made by the governor, Cornelia. With her authority, she couldn't make any decisions. However, Dalton believed that this was not the fault of Eufemia. It was simply because the final decision-maker, Cornelia, had implemented such a system.

To be honest, Dalton and the others didn't think that this girl was an incompetent ruler. Although she was definitely lacking in experience, her aptitude was outstanding. The most obvious example was the Narita incident. At that time, facing the helpless situation of Cornelius, Eufemia made the most appropriate choice, and she thought it out on her own without anyone's advice. If she hadn't done that, the army and civilians would have suffered even more. Not everyone could make that choice. If he were to return to the same age as Ufemiya, would he make the same choice when faced with the same situation?

(Don't worry too much, but)

Dalton thought. After all, Yuffie was only in her teens. If you don't have enough experience, you can start accumulating it now. However, Dalton also understood that only people like him who were of a certain age would have such thoughts. Young people basically wouldn't think so far ahead. Moreover, she was already the Deputy Governor. It was understandable that she wanted to grow up to match her status.

[Oh right…]

Ufemiya, who had fallen silent, spoke again.

"My sister, the Governor gave me a list of candidates for the Knight position, just before the Governor left for Ishikawa.」

[What do you think?] Dalton replied appropriately. Regarding this matter, he had no room to interrupt.

Hearing this, Ufemiya turned to Dalton in surprise and revealed a very normal smile.

[As expected. It's really as the Governor said."

[What do you mean?]

"Regarding my knight, the first person to think of this matter was you, General.」

Dalton raised his eyebrows but did not answer.

Ufemiya laughed even harder.

"The Governor said that although Guilford is a smart man, he is not the kind of person who knows how to take care of others. And that person was also very picky when she chose a knight.」

[Then…]

"By the way, I agree with the governor's opinion, Andre.」

Andre was the name that Eufemia used to call Dalton when she was very, very young.

Dalton finally smiled.

[If it's possible, let's end this conversation here, Princess Ufemia.」

[Understood.]

Ufemiya nodded slightly.

In fact, this was also one of the things that troubled her.

Knight.

In fact, before she could adjust her thoughts, the situation around her was against her, and it had developed to this point. Even the list of candidates had been drawn up in just a few days.

Of course, she didn't intend to blame Cornelia and Dalton, who had already started to urge her. They had been worried about everything for her since the beginning. She understood that, but she hoped that it would be better if it could be delayed a little.

Choosing a knight was not something that she could decide at will. The Royal Family's exclusive knight had to swear loyalty to the Royal Family for life. In other words, as long as Ufemia chose a person to be a knight, it was equivalent to determining that person's life.

(Do I have the qualifications?)

If it was her sister, she would say, yes, because we are royalty. However, she felt that having her sister by her side was enough.

To be protected, and at the same time, to protect the other. He was given, and at the same time, he was given to the other party.

Cornelia had personally put it into practice and fulfilled her responsibility. She had the right. She was completely qualified to be protected and given.

But what about him?

Had he really done his duty?

Did he really have such qualifications?

Even after the ceremony began, Eufemia's mood still hadn't improved.

Sitting in front of the reporters, the reporters swarmed over and asked questions about this matter.

[I heard that you will appoint a knight soon?」

[Ah, yes. Knights to me, that…"

Unable to avoid the question, Ufemia didn't know how to answer. Perhaps he couldn't stand it anymore, the person in charge of the art gallery interrupted from behind.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's questions are limited to content related to the art gallery.」

Therefore, the reporter took back his question. Ufemiya sighed slightly.

Finally, it was time to announce the winners of the art competition.

As the emcee, the person in charge of the art gallery raised the microphone with one hand and announced.

"Next, let's welcome Princess Eufemia to choose the winning work. The work that obtained this flower would receive a grand prize!」

The spacious hall of the art gallery was designed so that one could directly see the structure of the second floor.

He walked up the stairs and saw that the wall was filled with applications. Every single one of them was outstanding. She was waiting for a work that she could put flowers on. Although the winning work had already been decided internally, she could not choose according to her own will.

Eufemia walked up the stairs with heavy steps and stood in front of the work that had been decided internally.

The theme was about Eufemia's father. Charles, the emperor of the Holy Britania Empire, was standing on the podium and giving a resounding speech. J? Portrait of Britania.

To be honest, there was nothing wrong with this painting, but there was nothing outstanding about it either. She didn't have such a great sense of beauty, but even if she did, she didn't like the painting either. There was nothing worthy of judging in terms of technique. It was just a piece of wishful thinking. She didn't feel any resonance with this painting. In fact, there were many other paintings that warmed his heart. In this sense, the person looking at this painting could not feel anything at all. Since it couldn't move people, the honor of the grand prize shouldn't be given to it. Should he choose this painting? Was this the right thing to do?

" Her Highness Eufemia?"

Ufemiya stood there silently, not moving at all. At this moment, the person in charge of the art gallery whispered from behind her. Beside him was Dalton, who had been assisting her.

(I am still…)

At this moment.

The celebration hall was suddenly filled with voices. Ufemiya didn't know what had happened and couldn't help but turn around.

From the entrance of the venue, a man with a solemn expression walked in. He was wearing a coarse military uniform that did not match the gorgeous scenery. However, he wasn't walking towards her.

Instead, he walked towards Dalton.

The man approached and whispered a few words to Dalton. Dalton's expression darkened.

[Did something happen to the mayor's mansion???!!!]」

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