*drumroll* Omataseshimashita! Here is Ch 2~
Texts with Bold+Italics are magic used by the characters.
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Chapter 2 : The fall of Izolte Kingdom
Before making any progress in romance, let's settle the debt with the heroine's family.
The rebellion of the Izolte baron family started soon after Annerose's dissaperance.
No matter how much aid is provided from other countries, a baron is still a baron. With not enough military power and finances, it's supposed to be a straight line down the gut.
But the ability of the Izolte baron had prevented them from the fall. An unappealing fatass middle-aged baron, is what his appearance seem to be, but beneath all that is a crafty and able strategist.
Thus he secretly gather the rising nobles and spreaded out secrets of each noble families obtained by Annerose, thus creating a situation where the Tristan kingdom is unable to lay a hand on them, and gained independency as the Izolte kingdom.
The country's land itself is no bigger than an count's mansion and is located in the northeast region of the Tristan kingdom.
Colliding with the Florence duke fief on the south as the battlefield, small skirmishes continued for 20 years between the Izolte kingdom and the Florence dukedom. All of this is going to end due to the appearance of a certain existence.
"The Izolte kingdom had jeopardized our Florence dukedom. No matter how small the skirmishes, there was harm done to our citizens. And how was it that the Izolte kingdom was left untouched for the last 20 years?"
Fioria had gone straight to meeting her father who is currently 59 years of age, Gream di Florence.
His hair mingled with white, his face filled with wrinkles. His impression however, did not weaken through the years, rather a more intimidating aura had claded him.
Called the Icy Prime Minister back then and his sharp stare, no normal human would be able to withstand from cowering in fear. Fioria however, had stayed calm facing that same stare.
"Would you hand over the position of fieflord respresentative to me? I shall then bring down the Izolte kingdom in a peaceful manner."
"… I would rather beforehand celebrate the recovery of my daughter."
"My apologies but the situation had brought about circumstances that I could not ignore as the daughter of the duke."
"Regarding the intimidation towards our fief?"
"That as well, but the Izolte baron had done something too wasteful. Having 20 years of time in his hand, political power and independency but his own land is still no larger than an earl's mansion. That is normally unthinkable, If I was the ruler of that kingdom the Florence dukedom would have fallen to my hands. Even the Tristan kingdom would have surrendered to me."
"My dear daughter, what a frightening thing you have said."
Contradicting to his words, delighted towards his daughter who had awakened after 20 years and still displayed her same self-confidence, Gream had a smile on his face.
His old age had not hindered his lovingness for her daughter.
Though he still had his dignity as her father, he had to hold his head high.
"I shall not hand over the authority. IF you lay your hands on the Izolte kingdom, the other nobles will not just stay put. Worst case, there is a possibility that even the royalty will turn their fangs on us."
"Is the information held by the Izolte king have such an influence?"
"One that will shake the power of the royals, or so I heard."
"If the royal family falls due to the leak of one or two of such information, then it's lifespan had reached its limit.", as Fioria spurted out insolently without any hesitation.
"The fief citizens are far more precious than that. Father, your decisions please."
Fioria then put out something from her left hand. She had passed through the kitchen for a share of a potato before coming over.
FIoria had pushed forward recommended the cultivation of it in the fief 20 years ago during the importation from the new continent.
Currently, it has become the Florence fief's specialty and is exported out to other fiefs and countries, increasing the finance of the fief greatly.
Fioria had crushed the said potato with one hand. Squished, it crumbled down into the silver bowl held on her right hand.
"Looks like lunch today is potato salad."
"This is so nostalgic. … Flora too had made potato salad just like that. 'I crushed it with my hands so it's a handmade potato salad' or so she says."
"Please don't fabricate your memories. When mother was alive we had not started trading with the new contient yet."
"That is absolutely right. … I guess I really do not have a sense of humor.", as Gream shrugged his shoulders.
He had just wanted to say its handmade just because it is made by the hand itself. Seeing Fioria in good health, he had tried to make a joke he does not normally do.
"I shall give you the representative authority. I will do something about the interference from the other parties."
"Thank you very much, but Father, your help here might not be needed. With the estimation of transport as well, three days is more than enough."
In this world exist a concept called magic. As the incantation is chanted, the power within oneself can be released and bend physical laws and etc.
To begin with, Fioria have an extreme amount of magical powers and is blessed with the talent of using magic. The omission of chants is mere child's play. In addition, with memories from her previous life she is able to reach higher heights.
(Magic could possibly be images.)
The web novels and 'Deep Sleep of Amnesia' she had read from her previous life may have stated such a thing.
(The effects of anime, manga and games.)
Using them as reference, she is able to link an image within herself.
Fioria is now inventing a new type of magic never seen before.
Float and flight, both concept had not been realized in this world.
(Start by leaping with the right foot, and land with the left foot before reaching the ground.)
As she tried, it worked. To begin with, Fioria is brimming with self-confidence, if she believes herself is able then she will not hesitate.
Her will is hard than gold, hard enough that physical laws will bend to her.
She then took flight. The double jumps and dashes like in games. She was known as the 'Gale Empress' during her time at the academy since wind magic is her specialty. By compressing magic beneath her feet, she is able to create a foothold wherever it is.
That is not all. Within 30 minutes, she is able to master the way of 'flying'.
It was far easier than running mid-air. Since all that was needed was to remember the image of flight like in animes, the rest is up to her intuition.
(I should examine this further when I have time so that others can use this as well.)
Before that, there is something else to do.
"Milady, are you going to Izolte kingdom?"
"Yes. Lex, I leave the house to you."
"As you wish. Would you like a carriage to be arranged?"
"There is no need."
Fioria then took flight. Her jade colored dress had swayed following the strong wind.
The sun lighting up the sky had shone down on Fioria's golden yellow hair, making it shine even brighter. Lex had forgotten himself, he had been captivated by an angel like presence.
"Then, I will be going."
Fioria then flew away in the momentum.
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King of Izolte, Braja di Izolte is grinning a broad smile like it was glued on him.
"Your Majesty! I beg of your benevolence. The people of my fief have been suffering from famine with no hope of knowing if there is tomorrow. The current tax is far too heavy for them."
An audience with the king, a woman clad in soldier's clothing had kneeled down. Her name is Elenamarina di Lizlett. She had succeeded the Lizlett baron house after the sudden death of her father and she is also a soldier of the Izolte kingdom.
"Lowering taxes and aid with food supply… Well, I might consider it."
As Braja stare upon Elenamaria with lustful eyes.
"Though, everything in this world requires an equal price. When you demand for something, an equal price must be paid, don't you think so?"
"What price does Your Majesty wish of?"
"You should be aware without saying right? Kukuku…"
Braja had stood up from his throne. He then took ahold of Elenamaria's hand and tried to pull her away to his bedroom.
"…?!"
Elenamaria tried to resist, however, at the same time as she think about the citizens, she had hardened her resolve.If I could bear with this, my citizens will be more at ease. At that time…
An explosion had occurred, causing an intense impact.
"Everything in this world requires an equal price. What a wonderful philosophy, Baron of Izolte."
In just a moment, half of the audience room had been destroyed. The ceiling collapsed, the walls are mostly non-existent.
Everything up to the downtown is now visible to the eye.
"Well then, let the negotiations begin."
Elenamaria shuddered upon looking towards the floating maiden. Who is she, as no person in this world is able to fly to the skies. If any, she would be an angel like in legends or demons lurking in the eastern dark forests.
She is definitely not a demon, for she was sparkled so beautifully. With the sun on her back, it had seem like she had released the divine light.
"I have a dislike for bulky man who tries to make a move on women. Now, what price will you pay to lighten up my mood?"
The maiden hovered down smoothly towards Braja and grabbed his head, lifting him up.
"Wha, What are you doing!" as Braja shouted out disregarding his own dignity.
"E-Elenamarina! Seize this person immediately! Are you not a soldier? The king is in danger you know!"
Elenamarina however had not moved. She was unable to. Her heart was captivated by the golden maiden.
"It looks like you are in disarray. Then let me give you a choice, try looking over to that side!"
As the maiden pointed towards a prairie far away.
"Divine!"
Elenamarina knows what that magic does. It is a high-tier light magic which could only be used by four people throughout the history. But all had passed away, where the last of the four had died of poison 20 years ago. Just as to stop her thoughts, an explosively strong beam of light hailed down from the skies and scorched down the open field.
What if this magic is to target this castle, in just a moment all will have turned to ashes.
"Surrender or death, choice either of them. Your safety depends on your choice, then the negotiations will start after."
That was Fioria who was making her opponent surrender before going into negotiations…
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shirori