The Duchess of the Attic

"Ma'am, would you like a cup of tea?

"I'll take it. Thank you, Naja."

Five days after Opal and Naja were transferred to the port of Pasma.

No difference, Opal was spared time.

But it's just the Opals, and the Coles, the anti-Kings, are moving irritably and restlessly.

It's already been eight days since the rebels rose up in the Wang capital, but there's been no progress report.

"I can't believe we haven't heard from the harbor near Wangdu, even though the ship will arrive in three days. It takes more land, so I wonder if Connally's walking around in that precious Pearl Palace."

"What the hell is going on? Besides, is your husband okay?

"Claude would be fine. But you couldn't get away with Claude wearing the pants that Naja made for you."

"I haven't given up hope yet. I'm sure your husband will show up to grab your wife!

"Then Naja will have to run away with you."

Opal let Naja try to close one eye like a prank.

To make you think that's all you can afford.

In fact, Opal was optimistic about the current situation.

There are constant watches, day and night, both outside the windows and outside the doors, so it is not possible for this room to pass on trees and escape even upstairs.

But Opal decided it was not necessary.

I wish I could wait here.

According to Julian's plan for the rebels, if the simultaneous beeping fails, the soldiers will still flee the harbour to this port of Pasma by boat and fight standing on the Duke of Botzeri territory.

In the last civil unrest, the mountainous areas, which became the boundaries of the Duke's territory, turned into natural fortresses and only blockaded the harbour successfully.

For this reason, I guess I intend to use a similar hand this time.

At the time, the failure to sweep away the anti-Alessandro faction was also due to the judgment that deep pursuit was dangerous.

But there's no way Alessandro's ever been hit with the same hand again.

What we now know is that, over the past four years, we would have made it look like we were about to embark on a territorial reform, sending a lot of talent behind it to the Duke of Botzeri territory.

(Really, you used it well...)

Opal was beginning to move for territorial reform only because of his assets as well as his track record.

In short, before I went to the mine to inspect - from the time I entered the Duke of Botzelli's territory, I played a positive role.

But it can also be assumed that without danger - it is because we are in a state where safety can be fairly guaranteed.

"- Why! Why didn't the soldiers get to the harbor if the bee failed!?

"Oh, that's so frustrating to shout so loud."

"Ma'am, you're saying that Mr. Cole failed to bee up?

Opal and Naja looked at each other in the yell of Cole heard from the next room.

Opal smiles, and Naja can flaunt her face with joy.

"As Claude escaped the raid and showed up at Lead Mine, I think the rebel plans are probably failing here and there. But the information was being manipulated so that it was working. You finally got this news here through the land. Connally will be cuckooing by now."

"So you're saying no rebels are coming to Pasma Harbor?

"Definitely first. In the first place, there's no way we can have soldiers standing by at a port near Wang Du. Even if he disguised himself as a merchant ship or something, His Majesty the King would soon notice. And... well, I'd either hold the crew or I'd do something to get my allies to dive in and break the power of the ship and wait for the rest of us to come aboard."

"You're the one with the whole grip!

"Yes."

Naja answered sparkling her eyes, as she had also heard in the story.

Opal nods to affirm.

"Perhaps the sea - the port of Pasma should also be sealed off so that they are not known to do so. So the Coles won't be able to escape to the ocean any time soon. Of course..."

Opal tried to say even more, but shut his mouth when the door to the room suddenly opened.

Julian's cheek, which came in with a basin of meals, is swollen.

"Did you get hit?

"Your husband seems to be in a bad mood"

"Oh no... shouldn't we just chill right away?

"Leave me alone."

Julian shook her right hand naggingly toward Opal, who stood up trying to wet her handkerchief.

Naja, who tried to receive the basin, gets angry at that attitude.

"Julian, your wife's worried about you, but you're being rude."

"Are you going to get me worried and add to my belly?

"Don't say anything stupid, let's cool it down anyway"

Opal tried to hit Julian's cheek with a wet, squeezed handkerchief.

Julian grabs the hand.

"You can afford a lot. What if you're worried about people?

"You can't afford a lot. Why don't you give up?

The inner collapse is about to begin.

"Isn't it already started?

Julian let go of Opal's hand so he could push it away, humming his nose.

Naja supports Opal in a hurry.

"Hey, Julian!

"You keep your husband's busy mouth shut. It makes people annoyed."

Julian answered Naja's protest and left the room.

Handkerchief remains unused, in Opal's hands.

"Already! I'm really pissed! Ma'am, are you okay?

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you, Naja."

Standing upright, Opal put a wet handkerchief on the edge of the washer.

Then stop Naja, who tried to clean up.

"Shall we have dinner first? It doesn't taste good when it's cold."

"... Yes"

Now Naja is too free, and when it comes to fun, it's only about rice.

For that reason, I followed my honesty and arranged a meal at the table before sitting across from Opal.

Naja decided to accept Opal's invitation, although she would not be allowed to take the same seat as her husband.

"I guess the Coles finally realized the sea was sealed off. And I'm so frustrated that I can't help beating Julian."

"So, did your wife know from the beginning?

"Make it land, make it sea, keep the supply route going is the basics of the war. Conversely, no matter what happens, we have to secure the supply route. That doesn't mean the rebel commanders are so unfamiliar with the battle or have already lost the intelligence battle."

"Information warfare......"

Naja muttered as she swallowed Opal's words.

Looks like he swallowed the bread in his mouth with it.

Opal smiled at the appearance and included fruit liquor in his mouth.

Only at dinner does Julian bring fruit liquor.

That's true for tea, but Julian used to care for me.

"Eight years ago, at a time of confusion because of the plague, this country developed into a civil unrest in a battle for succession to the throne. What a foolish thing to do from me, but the people of this country - those who think of the people of this country - would have thought so in particular. But at that time, His Royal Highness the Prince, who said something comfortable in his ear for the people - apart from authenticity, His Royal Highness the Prince was the flag. After that, there was a man with the mighty power of the Duke of Botzelli. But now?

"Huh? Oh, speaking of which, who is the greatest of the rebels? It's not Mr. Connally or Mr. Cole, is it?

"Yeah, they can't lead the rebels. And as we do not know, the majority of the rebels do not know their generals"

"That would be unmotivating for me. I enjoy my job because I'm for your wife."

"Thank you, Naja"

Opal thanked Naja for her words, tearing the bread and putting it in her mouth.

After all, that's what this is all about.

Each rebel commander will know exactly who the mastermind is, but if you try it on the soldiers, you will point your sword at the king without knowing very well.

There's no way that's going to boost morale.

As a rebel, it must have been on my back that I moved not to be distracted by the Alessandro as much as possible.

"So, does His Majesty the King know? What about your husband?

"You definitely know that. Probably got certainty when Claude returned to the Kingdom of Socieux with me."

"In the Kingdom of Société?

"Yep. That's why Claude couldn't come with me to this Duke's territory, and he showed up at Reed Mine when he died"

That's what Opal smiled happily.

It was like a child's smile when the prank succeeded, and even Naja, who didn't know why, was happy.