Chapter 140

Albnheim's political organization, Elodia, is not the only audience. Various politicians, including the Senate, live here, and because it is the place where Albenheim is governed, it boasts strict security.

The queen is no different. The Queen's Palace is located on the highest floor of Elodia and has a much stronger defense than where the Senate resided.

Unless Arwen is also working, he tends to spend the evening there. Numerous janitors manage the queen's residence, and even use magic to deliver comfort.

Above all else, Elodia was built right in front of the World Tree, bringing peace to the heart. Ordinary political institutions are filled with all kinds of loud noises and promiscuous schemes, but this is the reason why Elodia is so quiet.

The mana emitted by the World Tree is sacred and holy enough to purify even the evil within. The fact that there is a world tree right in front means that the gods are always watching.

Therefore, Elodia cannot even speak harsh words, which is rather unique for a political institution.

There was an argument between the Senate and the Queen in the audience, but even that had gotten better.

"I want to beat everyone."

However, there was one person who did not have peace in his heart even with the mana of such a World Tree, Queen Arwen. She sat down on her wide bed and shook her head in frustration.

Tomorrow, on the day he promised, there will be a speech to the public. A speech attended by the citizens of Albenheim as well as distinguished guests from all over the world.

Usually, when the leader of another country gives a speech to the public, he does not send a distinguished guest unless he is in a special relationship. Most of the time, only reporters visit to find news.

However, for the public address she will give tomorrow, the situation is slightly different. This is because the situation in Albenheim is congested as it is the first speech since his accession.

It is only possible to wonder whether the speech will capture the public's hearts and lead the state in a stable manner, or whether it will remain a mere speech. If it is the former, neighboring countries will be wary of Arwen, and if it is the other way around, they will look down on it.

For this reason, Arwen had no choice but to become anxious as the days passed. Even with the Mana of the World Tree, his heart could not be calmed and he could not sleep properly.

Thankfully, he's a strong elf, so if he was a human, he would have collapsed from lack of sleep right away.

'Can I do well…'

Arwen looked at the paper he was holding in his hand with a confidence that was declining as the days went by. It was a speech delivered by Isaac in less than three days.

Originally, you should see it once and dispose of it, but your confidence is dropping every moment, so you hold it in your hand.

Externally, she is known as a kind, compassionate, sometimes strict and determined queen, but in the end she is only one person. Moreover, she receives checks from the Senate, so her stress is overlapping with her every day.

'There is no problem with the speech. Just saying this is enough.'

She checked the speech once more with a confused expression. Isaac's speech delivered in less than three days was enough to calm the chaos in Albnheim.

Starting with the introduction that tells the myth of the birth of the elves, it is written about the sacrifices our ancestors made to protect Albenheim. In particular, the last part is the climax and Arwen thinks that there is no other saying like this.

However, I was afraid that I would be able to make a speech like this. The people around me assured me that it would be okay, but I couldn't tell if their hearts were sincere or if they were just speaking out of their mouths.

It was difficult for her to trust, at least, the personnel inside Eleanor, as she had experience seeing blood from people planted by the Senate in the past.

'It's embarrassing…'

I didn't know it when I was arguing with the Senate, but when I try to give a speech in front of the people, it feels like a tremendous burden is pressing on my shoulders. His own speech was as good as determining the whereabouts of Albnheim.

I hope it goes well, but I couldn't control my trembling heart. I feel like I want to leave the queen's seat and run away, but…

'I can't do that. I am the queen.'

I couldn't do that because I felt the heavy responsibility of being a queen. Arwen recaptured her breath and shifted her gaze to her speech.

"Isaac…"

As I read the speech, the image of Isaac, a handsome man with red hair and golden eyes, came to mind. The value of this speech from a world-shaking writer is invaluable.

But Isaac gladly accepted his request. He even guided his speech style, helping him to give better speeches.

I couldn't help but be moved by his warm kindness, but after the speech, I was worried about how to reciprocate. It would be nice if he asked himself, but if it's the other way around, this is a concern.

Money, fame, women, power, etc. Isaac has it all at that young age. Arwen wanted to give, but there was nothing he could give.

"ha…"

Finally, a sigh escaped. The speech was a problem as it should have been, but the reward for Isaac after that is also a problem.

Even if Isaac doesn't ask for a reward, he must give it to him unconditionally. That is morality, and it is a virtue necessary to live in the world.

Because the original human heart is really cunning, Isaac might feel sorry for him. Still, he had a history of committing major mistakes, so he wanted to prevent that.

"…But I'm glad I have Isaac."

Arwen smiled bitterly and closed the speech. Then he lay flat on the bed.

Her silver-gray hair scattered across the bed shone in the darkened bedroom. It was the same with the silver-gray eyes.

'If it weren't for Isaac…'

Although it is a relationship that was strengthened by chance and his own fault, Arwen considers it fortunate. What she did wrong was something she could not tolerate, but the part that she had a relationship with him was a disgrace for Arwen.

Without Isaac, he would not have been able to even write a speech, let alone quell Alvenheim's confusion. Of course, we would not know the result until tomorrow, but Isaac's help was very important to have come this far.

And if the speech is completed successfully… the favor towards Isaac will be greater. Arwen placed her hands on the center of her chest and slowly closed her eyes.

'By the way, I heard that Isaac came to Yggdrasil today.'

The incident that occurred at the immigration desk has already been reported. It was said that there was an uproar because of the examiner who refused to enter the country, that is, Cecily, a distinguished guest from another country.

Fortunately, Supervisor Keir's handling of the situation prevented it from escalating, but sooner or later, formal protests from Helium are expected. Thinking about it gave me a headache, but looking at the current situation, it's at a better level.

Arwen didn't even know what Isaac was doing by now, for a moment, but suddenly he remembered the white-haired woman he had seen in the dormitory. If she is Cecily's secret lover, Marie is officially engaged.

It was such a deep relationship that they even did things like that at the dorm. Unfortunately (?) Arwen had good manners, so she couldn't see the scene in person, but her heart was tickled somewhere.

Should I say it's a little disappointing, or should I say it's uncomfortable?

It was an unfamiliar feeling to Arwen, who had not had anyone who could be called a 'friend' for over 100 years.

"… …"

Arwen slowly opened his closed eyes. Silver-gray eyes shining like stars were revealed and lit up.

It would be much better to practice in order to be able to give a better speech when you're really nervous like this. This was the moment she got up from her bed and was about to turn to her full-length mirror.

Woong-

"Yes?"

A weak wave of mana was detected. Someone broke the password of the barrier set in the bedroom and entered.

Normally, if you passed the barrier with your body, an emergency sound would sound, but there was no response. That means…

"Siris?"

"Yes, my queen."

It means that Arwen was the one who directly gave the password to the barrier. Arwen tilted his head at Siris, who appeared from the darkness.

Usually, Siris' visitation is either something happening inside the dark elves, or Isaac delivering a message.

The Dark Elves have been in turmoil recently because of Rain, so there won't be any news to deliver. So all that's left is Isaac.

"Did Isaac send you?"

"Yes. Yes. Sir Isaac has something to convey to the Queen."

"What do you want to convey?"

"Here is the letter."

Siris delivered a letter, no, a note that was in her hand. It was a note folded in a unique way.

Arwen opened his eyes to the folding method he had never seen before for a while and was handed it without any doubt. I wonder what Isaac will say.

Eventually, when she opened all the notes, a single sentence caught her eye.

[If you're nervous about tomorrow's speech, look at the back.]

You want to see the back? Arwen blinked her eyes, then looked meekly behind her.

And what is written there?

[Fighting Queen!]

It was a brief message of support.

"…foot."

Arwen let out a small laugh.

It would be futile if it was empty, but the power contained within it was by no means small.

She looked at what was written on the note with warm eyes and folded it neatly. She didn't know how to fold, so she had no choice but to fold it roughly.

Then, holding the note in her hand, she asked Siris, who was standing in front of him, about Isaac's current situation.

"Do you know what Isaac is doing now?"

"I am currently sharing a room with my fiancee."

"…yes?"

Arwen's expression hardened slightly when the news that Isaac was sharing the same room with Marie came out.

There's nothing wrong with being with my fiancée, but…

"…I know."

It was just uncomfortable.

*****

The day of the long-awaited public address has dawned. Even though I had to get up early tomorrow, I was embarrassed because of Marie who kept sticking with me, but fortunately I was able to get up on time.

But it was only me, not our pretty girlfriend, who was sleeping next to me without wearing a tuft. As usual last night, there was no sign of waking up because of the intense exercise.

"Wake up, Marie. It's morning."

"Wow… five minutes…"

"Do I have to get up now?"

"Kiss me…"

Not some Sleeping Beauty. I smiled as if I couldn't stop Marie's quarrel and agreed to the request.

When I kissed Marie softly, Marie also smiled and got up from the bed scruffy. The hem of the duvet was barely draped over her chest, but nevertheless, she expresses a color comparable to that of Cecily.

He almost always attacked him, but he barely suppressed it. After that, the two of us briefly washed, got dressed, and went down to the first floor.

When I got down to the first floor, as expected, Cecily, Lina, and their escort were waiting. I guess it was a little late because I was washing Marie.

"Sorry. We're a little late… Lina?"

"Yes?"

"What's wrong with your face? Where does it hurt?"

However, Lina's condition was a bit strange. She may not have slept well, but her face seems to be drenched in exhaustion.

Although her natural beauty was not fading due to her beauty, fatigue was still noticeable.

"Oh, no. I'm fine. Yeah… I'm fine, but…"

"I don't think so…"

"Hey, let's start eating sooner than that. It's tight because there's about an hour left until the speech."

When I was worried, Lina quickly changed the topic, waving her hands. And while looking at me and her Marie alternately, her face turned red, something unusual about her.

I wondered if it was because there was no soundproofing, but I was told by the innkeeper that the defense, including soundproofing, was thoroughly implemented. Thanks to that, even though it was a little noisy, there was no protest at all.

Then, why is Lina reacting like that? I looked at Lina, who couldn't even make eye contact with her, and gave her a glance.

It's not like she doesn't have that kind of taste anyway, so maybe she's overreacting.

"Come back next time~"

After that, after finishing all the meals, the innkeeper saw him off and headed to the plaza. I heard that the plaza will be the place where the speech will be held, and in the center there is a tree that has been firmly established for hundreds of years, though not more than the World Tree.

On the way there, I looked around. Perhaps because it was a public speech, I could see people starting to gather one after another. Perhaps it was to take a seat so that we could see Arwen better.

how far did you walk We were able to get to the plaza where the speeches would begin. In the center of the square, a pedestal was erected like an altar, and a large tree was guarding it behind it.

Although not as big as the World Tree, it was definitely a huge tree. It was thick enough to wrap around dozens of adult men holding hands.

"Where should we sit?"

"You just have to sit over there. Because I was told that prestigious families, including the Senate, would sit in front."

Lina skillfully pointed out our seats. She had a lot of experience with her on this side, so we didn't say anything and she followed along.

There was no inconvenience as the distance between the seats where the Senate and the nobles of Albenheim sat and the seats of the distinguished guests of other countries was far apart. Moreover, aristocrats from other countries besides us also appeared one after another.

If you look at this, it must mean that Arwen's speech is that important. I was worried that she would be able to shake off her burden and do her speech well.

Yesterday, I secretly called Siris and delivered a note, but I don't know if that will cheer me up.

"Isn't that woman a demon?"

"Really. Demons attending the speech…"

"Hmm…"

The more time passed and the more people gathered, the more attention was focused on Cecily. In particular, the eyes of the elves sitting in the front seat, that is, the people presumed to be the Senate and the nobles of Albenheim, were very stinging.

Even me who is next to me is like this, but what about the person in charge? I glanced at Cecily with concern.

"Etchu! Khuh."

"… …"

It looks like she is suffering from an allergy. It seemed to have improved from yesterday, but the symptoms were still there.

Besides, this time, the nose became a strawberry nose, and it showed a fierce side in conjunction with the cute sneeze sound. It was a moment to reaffirm Cecily's unique charm.

"I wish I could do it sooner…"

"Keep!"

Cecilia, who made a loud noise as if her nose was blocked, eventually burst into laughter. Cecily looked at me with his eyes wide open as I burst into laughter.

"Are you laughing at me? Are you laughing at me now?"

"Heh heh heh… Aww!"

Eventually the thighs were pinched. I screamed in pain as the flesh was being ripped apart.

Then, while I grab my thighs and tremble, Cecily is excited! and turned his head. I felt like I should apologize later.

Male- Male- Male-

Just before the speech had just begun, a huge crowd had gathered. It was an elf from the front, an elf from the back, and both the left and right sides are filled with elves.

Only those who sat in the VIP seat were of a race other than the Elves. As I was looking around in an unfamiliar feeling, someone's words came into my ears.

"Isn't that the queen?"

Thousands of eyes moved toward the podium at that one word. So did I.

"It's the queen."

"You are the queen."

"Hey! Be quiet!"

The queen of Albenheim, Arwen, appeared. She was walking slowly towards the center of her podium, wearing the tight silver dress she had seen before.

There was no word telling him to be quiet, but as soon as Arwen appeared, the noisy surroundings became quiet in an instant. Thanks to this, the only sound in the wide square was the sound of Arwen moving her steps.

Again – again – again – again

Arwen walking towards the center step by step with a quiet posture. The mood of her cheerful girl had vanished from place to place, and she was exuding the dignity befitting a country's leader.

Because of this, I wondered if it was Arwen I knew, but looking at her silver-gray hair, she was certain. I shut my mouth and entered spectator mode as soon as the speech was about to begin.

Again-

Eventually, Arwen, standing in the center of the podium, slowly turned to face the crowd. Because of her tight dress, her pelvis, which is her pride, became even more prominent.

In fact, it can be said that this is one of the reasons I came to see the speech. I wondered how Arwen would speak, but she couldn't forget the last time she saw her pelvic line in her mind.

I think that compensation would be enough. I focused my attention on Arwen's face wearing the laurel wreath and the pelvic line below it.

You might think it's a bit perverted, but since this is the first and last time I've seen it openly (?), I plan to enjoy it to my heart's content.

"…everyone has gathered."

As I was admiring Arwen's beautiful face and body, her mouth opened, signaling the start of her speech.

The whole square was filled with Arwen's voice, even though he didn't use a microphone because he used voice amplification magic.

"Before I start speaking, I have something to tell you."

She paused for a moment and then looked back at the audience. Then she just came out and met her eyes.

Apparently, red hair isn't common, so it shouldn't be difficult to find me. As soon as I made eye contact with her, without saying a word, I raised her hand and clenched her fist.

It was a silent sign of strength.

Fortunately, Arwen erased his hard expression and smiled softly, perhaps thanks to the support. She continued and she spoke to the audience.

"I, Arwen Elidia, Queen of Albenheim…"

What she said was…

"Mixed-blood."

It was kind of a confession.