How a Realist Hero Rebuilt The Kingdom

Book 3: Chapter 1

5th day, 10th month, 1,546th year, Continental Calendar Princely Capital Van.

Several days had passed since the opening of hostilities with the Principality of Amidonia.

In the war room of the castle in the now-occupied Van, five people had gathered. They were: Liscia, Royal Guard Captain Ludwin, Acting General of the Army Glaive, Prime Minister Hakuya, who had returned after finishing up his work in Red Dragon City, and me. We were standing around a table with a big map of the area spread out over it.

When you looked at it on the map, you could see that we had only occupied the capital city, Van, and a small area around it, shifting the border only ever-so-slightly to the northwest. Everything beyond that was still Amidonian territory.

I asked Ludwin, Is there any sign of a counteroffensive from the Amidonian side?

No, they arent making any obvious moves. Ludwin laid out little pawns surrounding Van to represent the cities of the principality. He was indicating how the forces of the principality were currently deployed. As you can see, they have focused entirely on hardening their defenses in the cities around Van. Most likely, they are severely exhausted from the battle the other day. Theyve given up on retaking the city themselves, and...

Theyre waiting for the Imperial Army to arrive, huh? I finished.

The Gran Chaos Empire. It was the largest realm on this continent, excluding the Demon Lords Domain. We expected they would be coming to intervene in the conflict as a mediator, at the request of Amidonia.

I asked Hakuya, For reference, whats the difference in strength between our kingdom and the Empire?

The Empire is superior to us in terms of national power, population, troops, technology, and wealth, he replied. If you were only asking about the number of troops, we are outnumbered five-to-one. If you factor in equipment and other things that have an effect on our war potential, their advantage is double that.

More than ten times as much power as us, huh... Were no match for them right now.

If we wanted to deal with the Empire on equal terms, we needed to get stronger. We had been able to get by with the things wed already had up until now, but from here on, we were going to need to create new things.

Its unfortunate, Glaive said, his voice full of regret and his shoulders slumping. The way things stand, we would have been able to seize the rest of Amidonia.

However, I felt differently.

Yeah? We dont really want it, I said, sitting down in a chair, resting my elbows on the table and my cheeks on the palms of my hands. Their mineral resources are appealing, but the country is way too poor. We just got out of a food crisis ourselves. While providing for this city and the area around it is one thing, we cant afford to feed all of Amidonia. And if we only seized the profitable mines, we would inspire them to hate us more.

When you say it like that... Glaive said, there really isnt much appeal to it.

I know, right?

Well, it would all be the same once the Empire put in an appearance. No matter how hard we worked and how much land we seized, when the Empire came, we would be forced to return it. That applied to Van, too.

Besides, the Amidonians are a vengeful people, I said. It looks like theyve been indoctrinated for generations. If we tried to maintain the occupation, I doubt we could establish stable rule here.

Youre right, said Liscia. With just Van, were fine for now because we have a massive force here, but if you were to try to install a magistrate, I doubt the people would obey him.

I nodded in agreement. Yeah. Thats why I want to tame their resentment.

You want to tame it? Liscia asked.

Yeah, I said. Ive already called in the perfect person for the job.

There was a knock at the door to the war room. When I said Come in, the door opened and a blue-haired beauty entered with a bow and a Pardon me.

I am Juna Doma, serving under Navy Admiral Excel, she added. I have come at your command. Then she stood before me and greeted me not with a salute, but with an elegant bow.

Today she wasnt in the usual outfit she wore as a songstress of the singing cafe, Lorelei, but in the dignified white uniform of the Navy.

Thank you for coming, I said. I see you look stunning in uniform, too.

Im deeply embarrassed to let you see me dressed like this, Your Majesty, said Juna.

You shouldnt be, I said. I think you cut a dashing and beautiful figure like that...

...Soumaaaa? Liscia butted in, trying to stop us from bantering. Were in a meeting now. Could you save the flirting for later?

Liscia had a smile on her face, but the words had a strange intensity behind them. She was starting to give off an extraordinarily unsettling vibe, so I decided it was about time to move the discussion along. I mean, it wasnt as if Id called Juna all the way from the southern border just so I could banter with her like this.

The mature Juna was watching Liscia and me with a smile. Anyway, moving on.

Ahem. I cleared my throat. There is one reason why I have called Juna here. That would be...

...because you like that shes easy on the eyes? Liscia finished.

...Come on, dont be like that, I said. You know thats not the reason.

Hmph. Liscia turned her head to the side peevishly.

I thought it was cute when she did girly things like that, but... as Liscia herself had just said, we were in a meeting. When I looked around, everyone else in the room besides Juna was wearing a strained smile. I decided Id try to appease Liscia later, but for now, I needed to move along.

Ahem... Lets get back on track, I said. There is one reason why I have called Juna here. That is to put a plan Ive been refining for quite some time into motion.

Plan? Liscia asked, tilting her head to the side questioningly.

I answered her, brimming with confidence, Yes. I call it Project Lorelei.

By the time we moved from the war room to the audience chamber, there were already three girls waiting there, prostrated before the throne.

The girls were each of different races, appearances, and ages. One was a light elf with dark brown hair. One looked like an adorable elementary schooler. The last was a slender beastman girl with cat ears. All three could have fairly been called beauties.

When I seated myself on the throne, Juna saluted me with her hand at her chest. I have brought the individuals you requested, Your Majesty.

Theres no need to make this formal, I said. At ease, all of you.

When I said that, the three women rose to their feet, saying, Its a pleasure to meet you in unison.

Yep, theyre full of energy and theyre in sync, I thought to myself. As I gave a satisfied nod, Liscia was standing at my side, looking at me with another lovely smile on her face.

Heeeey, Souma? she asked.

Wh-What?

I hope you havent gotten so full of yourself now that youve captured Van that youre planning to keep these girls by your side to wait on you hand and foot. Have you?

Ah, yeah, her face is smiling, but shes definitely not smiling in her heart, I thought to myself.

Youve got it all wrong! I said quickly. I called these girls here because theyre a vital part of my plan!

Hmm... Liscia sounded dubious.

Its the truth, okay? I said. And, wait, didnt you say youd let me take up to eight wives?

Well, yes, I did, said Liscia. But, while I can tolerate it with someone I know, like Aisha, or if youre forced to do it for diplomatic reasons, Im not going to be happy if you abuse your power to round up some pretty faces for yourself.

Im telling you, thats not it, okay? I said peevishly. Remember when I was gathering personnel before?

During my big recruitment event, Aisha and the other four had been hired with a great deal of fanfare, but I had hired a lot more people quietly, or had them added to a list of personnel being put together by the country.

For instance, those who were talented at arithmetic had been hired as bureaucrats, while one turtle man (estimated age: eight hundred years old) whod said Ive been reading books for hundreds of years. I wont lose to any young whipper-snapper when it comes to my knowledge of books, had been appointed as the chief librarian in the new city that was under construction.

Furthermore, when those with the same gift had competed, I had still hired the ones whod lost if I could be sure of their talent.

Aisha had been the winner of the Best in the Kingdom Martial Arts Tournament, but those who lost to Aisha had still been invited to join the forces that reported directly to me in the Forbidden Army if their skills were up to snuff. Though, my directly-controlled forces had been seen as a purely decorative force at the time, so few had taken me up on the offer...

Now, as for these girls gathered here, they might have lost to Juna in the Kingdom of Talent competition, where contestants had competed on talents like singing. And they might have lost to her in the Elfrieden Pretty Girl Grand Prix, where contestants had competed on beauty. But they had still demonstrated their beauty and singing ability in both of those tournaments.

After the recruitment was finished, I had Juna scout these girls for me, I explained. Come on, Ive told you about how I wanted to make entertainment programs for the Jewel Voice Broadcast before, havent I?

Oh, yeah... You did mention that, Liscia said as if shed suddenly remembered.

I continued on, relieved that she had now mellowed out a bit. Now, when it comes to entertainment programs, I was thinking wed start with a singing program. Theres no one who dislikes hearing a beautiful singing voice, after all. These girls are the candidates to become singers on that program. From the day we scouted them up until today, theyve been training to improve their singing and dancing at Lorelei, the singing cafe where Juna works.

Though, really, the order of things had been mixed up a bit.

Honestly, Id wanted to start with a program like Nodo Jiman, the amateur singing contest, to get the people used to the idea of a singing program, then have these girls debut as idols.

By the way, when I use the word idol here, I mean it in the sense of A pretty woman who sings well. The sort you would have seen a few decades ago in the Showa Era. If I tried to introduce a modern-style idol group to a country that didnt even have the concept of an idol, they werent going to understand.

If I went with a single singer format, however, they would likely recognize it as an extension of the traveling minstrel, the busker on the street corner, or the songstress in a singing cafe or bar.

I see, so thats Project Lorelei, huh, Liscia said. But is that something you really ought to be doing now? When theres trouble over the fact that were occupying Van?

Liscia looked perplexed. She probably didnt see the point in starting an entertainment program now, right after we had just seized the capital of Amidonia. However, she was wrong.

This is precisely the time for it, I said. Now then, Juna, could you do the introductions?

Yes, sir, Juna said with a bow, then began to introduce the girls.

She began with the one standing furthest to the right, the light elf girl who wore her hair up.

In this world, fair-skinned elves like her were called light elves, while brown-skinned elves like Aisha were called dark elves. In the country I came from, elves were usually imagined as blonde-haired, but now that I thought about it, I had seen elves with hair like hers in foreign films. She had pale skin and orange eyes. Judging by her appearance, she looked to be in her mid-twenties, perhaps. She held herself with a certain dignity, like a career woman.

This is Chris Tachyon, Juna said. Shes a light elf, as you can see.

Hello, Your Majesty. Im Chris Tachyon.

Chris put her hand in front of her belly, bowing to me at a forty five degree angle. That gesture and the mature vibe she gave off made me think of an airplane cabin attendant from my old world.

Juna went on to explain Chriss talents. She is a former minstrel and has a beautiful singing voice, but her poetry reciting is especially marvelous. She has a pleasant voice and is able to read smoothly, so her poems are as vivid as if she had cut out a piece of the scenery. In my personal opinion, rather than have her debut as a singer, she would be better suited to a program for disseminating information like the one we broadcast before.

I see, I said. You want her as an announcer, not a singer.

It was true that, from what I could hear, she seemed to have a clear voice and speak smoothly. A female announcer could have an idol-like presence on a news program, and there was no problem with the way she looked. I had Hakuya prepare a pen and paper, then I had him write down a certain short statement and hand it to Chris.

Could you try reading that for me? I asked.

This? Lets see... This story is a work of fiction. The people, organizations, places, and events depicted have no connection to anything in reality.

Yep, sounds good to me, I said. Lets have you work on a news program like Juna suggested.

Thank you very much, Chris said with a smile, bowing once again.

Liscia asked me in a whisper, What was that statement you just had her read?

Some magic words from my old world, I said. If you say them, you can get away with practically anything.

When I told her that, Liscia cocked her head to the side, looking like she didnt get it at all.

While we were talking about that, Juna moved on to introducing the next person. This time, it was the adorable girl who looked not much older than Tomoe. That frilly lolita-style outfit she wore suited her well.

Her name is Pamille Carol, said Juna. She is a kobito.

Im Pamille. Nice to meet you. Pamille bobbed her head. It was a cute gesture, but...

Whats a kobito? I asked. A little person?

No, she isnt a hobbit, shes one of the ever-young, said Juna. Not many races stop aging like the elves, but that trait is especially pronounced in the kobitos. Even once they reach full maturity, they only look like twelve-year-old children. Pamille may not look it, but shes far older than I am.

Seriously?! I exclaimed. To think theres a race like that in this world...

Its like the ultimate race of lolis and shotas, I thought. I dunno... I feel very concerned for their entire race. Maybe I should create a protected district for them, put up a sign that says Yes, loli-shota. No, touch, outside it, in order to protect them from a certain type of gentlemen and ladies out there.

Also, I nearly missed it, but I guess there are hobbits in this world, I thought. Heres hoping there arent any strange rings out there, too...

As I was thinking about that, Juna continued her explanation. She has a voice as clear as a bell. Shes especially good at singing cutesy songs in a way that makes them even more adorable. ...People always see me as being older than I am, so Im ill-suited to singing songs like that myself. I envy that gift of hers a little.

Well, I envy you, too, Juna, said Pamille. When I heard we would be appearing before His Majesty today, I wanted to wear a sleeveless dress, but I have nothing for it to hang on, so I was told I couldnt.

Juna and Pamille both seemed to be staring off into the distance.

It makes sense for Pamille to feel that way, but is Juna bothered by the fact she seems older than she actually is, too? Setting her appearance aside, with the mature way she acts, its hard to believe shes nineteen years old, after all.

Now that I thought about it, I remembered a line in a movie I had watched a long time ago that said, Treat an older woman like shes younger than you, and a younger woman like shes older than you.

Junas a year older than me, so rather than having her indulge me all the time, I need to find ways to let her rely on me once in a while, I thought.

Juna cleared her throat in an attempt to get us back on track, then continued with the introductions. Now, last but not least, this is Nanna Kamizuki. As you can see, shes a beastman.

Heeeey! ? Im Nanna! ? the cat-eared girl cried with a toothy grin.

She looked to be around fifteen or sixteen. Compared to the other two, she had dressed up less, wearing a simple tube-like outfit. On her face she wore face paint, like a soccer fan. If I were to judge solely on her appearance, she looked like a girl from a tribe that made their living fishing.

Glaive was about to tell her off for the simple and innocent way she was behaving while before the king, but I gestured for him to stop. That was because I detected an odd accent.

Is she not used to the speaking the language of this continent, maybe? I asked.

Juna rushed to cover for her. Thats exactly it. It seems she immigrated to Elfrieden from the Nine-Headed Dragon Archipelago and has been living with a group of hardy fishermen in a seaside village ever since. So, if she acts a little rude at times, please forgive her.

I see... So shes an immigrant from the Nine-Headed Dragon Archipelago, huh?

Many of the countries on this continent used a common language in addition to their national languages, but there were isolationist countries too, like the ones in the Nine-Headed Dragon Archipelago, which only used their national language.

I understand her situation, but... can she sing like that? I asked.

Have no worries on that front, Juna assured me. Shes been singing sea shanties while out fishing, so she has a powerful voice, one thats both feminine and masculine, and if you give her a cool song to sing, she can easily outdo me. I believe shes a good match for those anisongs you taught me, sire.

Oh... Can she sing something? I asked wistfully.

Yes, said Juna. As a test, I taught her one. Nanna, could you sing for us?

Sure! ? Just leave it to Nanna.

At Junas request, Nanna enthusiastically burst out singing. The song was the opening to a mecha anime sung by a female vocalist. Setting aside the choice of song, the stirring melody was a good match for Nannas voice.

By the way, Liscia, do you understand what the lyrics mean? I asked.

I dont, she said. Its like listening to a song in a language I dont understand. But I can tell that its a cool song.

Well, as long as that comes across, its fine... I guess? I said.

I can have Juna come up with lyrics for it in this worlds language later, I guess.

When she finished the song, Nanna looked to me with a broad smile. Your Majesty! ? How was I?

...Yeah, I said. You were amazing.

Glad to hear it! ?

Nanna waved her hand as if to say, My turns over now, right? and then quickly went back to her position.

Shes a unique girl... She isnt timid, shes not like anything theyll have seen, and the way she moves in broad motions is bound to look impressive on screen. She might just be the most suited to being an idol of everyone here.

With the introductions now finished, I thanked Juna. Youve brought in a good group of people. Thank you.

Youre too kind, she said.

Okay, all the actors have gathered now, I went on. With these three, as well as Juna who can handle the soft, mature songs, were going to create Elfriedens first entertainment program. We wont just be broadcasting to Elfrieden, though, well broadcast to the Principality of Amidonia, too.

To Amidonia, too? Liscia asked.

In response to the questioning look on Liscias face, I nodded. Yeah. I mean, we did manage to get our hands on Amidonias jewel, after all.

Of all the things that had fallen into our hands when wed taken Van, the one that had pleased me the most had been a jewel for the Jewel Voice Broadcast. This was the only broadcast jewel Amidonia had, and it could be used to deliver a signal to every receiver in this country.

The broadcast jewels were apparently artifacts from an ancient civilization. While they still couldnt be manufactured, there were a good number of them out there. With the exception of the small countries, like the ones that made up the Union of Eastern Nations, and the self-ruling territory of the wise dragons in the Star Dragon Mountain Range, most countries had them.

However, fundamentally, you couldnt receive transmissions from another country. Of course, that made sense, otherwise information intended for a domestic audience would leak outside the countrys borders. Although technically, if you changed the wavelength settings on the receiver or jewel, it was possible, so maybe it was a little like radio frequency in that way.

In other words, now that we had obtained Amidonias only jewel, that meant that we had a monopoly on broadcasting rights to every receiver in Amidonia.

If we used a jewel brought from Elfrieden, too, we would be able to simulcast Elfriedens first entertainment program in two countries. What sort of changes would this broadcast bring to Amidonia? Or would it have no effect at all?

We would have to wait until the actual broadcast to find out.

The capital of the principality, Van, lacked a fountain plaza with viewing equipment for the Jewel Voice Broadcast like the one in the royal capital Parnam.

The receiver was on the edge of Van, in an open field that was a plaza in name only. That was because, in this country, the Jewel Voice Broadcast was only used once at the beginning of each year when the Prince would say, We must never forget our resentment towards Elfrieden. The retaking of our stolen lands is a national priority, or something like that, stating the general direction of the country.

Because those who failed to attend the broadcast at the opening of the year could be charged with the crime of disrespecting the state, even if they were sick, even if they were old and bedridden, everyone needed to view that broadcast even if it meant they had to be strapped to a chair and carried there. And so, today, the young king of Elfrieden who had captured Van said he would be using the Jewel Voice Broadcast.

Most of the people, having undergone decades of indoctrination, did not have a favorable impression of the kingdom. However, now, many of those same people were gathered in the field to watch the broadcast. They likely believed that if they didnt watch, they would be charged with a crime, as years of custom had dictated. There were even some who tried to carry in their sick, only to be told by the guards, Dont push yourselves so hard, and be turned away.

In the evening light, with the sun low on the horizon, the gathered people of Van wore expressions half of apprehension and half of indignation. Because those of the knighthood and nobility had all pulled out of Van, only the general populace who had nowhere else to go remained.

Here and there throughout the crowd, the masses could be heard whispering to one another about their worries for what was to come.

Damn the King of Elfrieden... What does he plan to do, making us all gather here?

I caught a glimpse of him when he was entering the castle, but he didnt look very strong...

Dont be deceived by appearances. This is the man who made Prince Gaius dance in the palm of his hand.

Hes using the Jewel Voice Broadcast, right? What the hell does he want to say to us?

With no proper information to go off of, their speculation took increasingly wild turns.

No... Dont tell me hes planning to conquer all of Amidonia, so all of us men will be conscripted and sent to the front lines...

No! Without me here as the breadwinner, whatll my family do?!

Were an occupied people. We cant be surprised if thats what happens.

No, thats not even the worst thing that could happen. He might demand we hand over our women and children as slaves. Or that we hand over every beautiful woman in this domain.

Ive heard strong guys tend to have strong urges like that, after all.

Seriously? I shoulda hid my wife before coming here.

You dolt. Nobodys ever gonna want your wife.

Whatd you say?! ...Ah! Hey, its starting.

Suddenly, the receiver in the middle of the field began displaying an image.

The people thought they would see the uniform-clad image of that young king, but contrary to their expectations, they saw a beautiful woman with dark brown hair and elven features sitting in a chair. She rested her crossed arms on the long table in front of her, and, for some reason, the broadcast showed her not straight-on, but from an angle to her left. Naturally, this meant that her head was turned at an angle.

Her pose, which was like that of the Mona Lisa, brought out her alluring beauty and was especially effective at capturing the hearts of the men of Van. It felt to them as if they were sitting at a bar and this woman, who had been sitting next to them, had turned to them to talk. Now she spoke.

Good evening, everyone. I am Chris Tachyon.

This is News Elfrieden. In this information program, we will be bringing the latest news from Elfrieden and its surrounding countries to you, the people. Now, for our first story...

Chris began reading her script in the impromptu news studio that had been set up in Van Castles governmental affairs office. I call it a news studio, but we had really just gotten together a long table and a chair. Still, with the other furnishings already in place, it looked the part.

Aisha and I were watching Chris from the corner of the room where we wouldnt be picked up by the jewel.

Aisha pulled on my sleeve. Um... Why is Chris being broadcast at an angle?

Uhh... Stylistic beauty? I said.

I remembered a female newscaster from my world who had delivered the news in this position, so I had tried to include it. However, during rehearsal, Chris had complained to me, saying, I feel like Im going to get a kink in my neck, so this was probably going to be the first and last time we would shoot the program from an angle.

The news Chris was reading out now was a report on the events of the war up to this point.

She explained in a neutral tone that, as a punitive action against Gaius VIII and his son Julius, who had taken advantage of instability in the kingdom to invade, King Souma of Elfrieden had launched a counter-invasion and struck down Gaius VIII.

Aisha tilted her head to the side in confusion. Wouldnt it have been better to deliver this information in a speech of your own, sire? You might have been able to raise your profile in this country, like you did with that program on ingredient gathering.

The situation is different this time, I said. We arent only broadcasting to the occupied territories around Van, were broadcasting to the rest of Amidonia, as well. No matter what the king of an enemy state says, the people of the principality arent going to listen to a word of it. Its better that they hear it from a third party.

Though, when I had discussed the script for this news with Hakuya, there had been the idea of using, For all of us, His Majesty, our Dear King... and exaggerating the details, but it had made me sound like some tin-pot dictator, so Id rejected it.

Well, anyway, as we were talking, Chris continued reading out the news with those smooth reading skills and pleasant voice of hers that had come with Junas seal of approval. The armies of the kingdom are presently occupying the capital of the principality, Van, but hostilities have, for the moment, ceased. In regards to this state of affairs, His Majesty, King Souma of Elfrieden, has released the following statement:

This has been a war of subjugation against Gaius VIII, who invaded my country. It is not my wish to spread the fires of war further or to harm the citizens of the principality. We will provide support to the people living in the area around Van to allow them to get on with their lives. Furthermore, as Van has been annexed as a territory of the kingdom, I promise that the same food aid and infrastructure spending will be carried out here.

In advance of that, the Minister of Agriculture and Forestry, Mr. Poncho Ishizuka Panacotta, will be distributing foodstuffs in Van starting tomorrow. He asks that everyone in Van invite their family and neighbors to come with them.

How dare they do this?!

In a city close to Van, the crown prince of Amidonia, Julius Amidonia, shouted out angrily.

Having escaped from the earlier battle, Julius was in a city near Van, waiting with the remnants of the principalitys forces for the Gran Chaos Empires armies to arrive. Julius smashed the receiver with a swing of his sword, then immediately gave an order to his subordinates.

Dispatch messages to every city with orders not to watch this ridiculous broadcast.

Yes, sir!

His subordinates all ran off to dispatch the messengers at once. Once he saw that they had all left, Julius turned to glare in the direction of Van. He hopes to win over not just the people of Van, but of all Amidonia, with his honeyed words, does he? I must not let him!

Julius firmed up his resolve.

Still, even though hed dispatched messengers, it wasnt as if they could reach every city instantly. Furthermore, with his defeat in battle, Julius had lost much of his influence and so his orders were only carried out in the city he was presently in and those which were very close to it.

In other words, most of the cities in Amidonia were watching Soumas broadcast.

The reactions of the Amidonian citizens who saw it could be broadly divided into two categories.

First, there were the people in Van, who were relieved to hear that they would not be conscripted and sent to fight on the front lines, or to have it demanded that they turn over their assets, wives, or daughters.

In the cities and farming villages outside of Van, what caught the peoples attention was not the death of Gaius VIII, or Soumas righteous cause, it was the fact that those areas which had become a territory of the kingdom of Elfrieden would receive the same support as cities within the kingdom.

Of course, the people of Amidonia scarcely believed these words. After all, they were the words of the enemy king. Everyone thought he was simply trying to buy their loyalty.

...However, it was also true that Soumas words deeply ate into the hearts of the Amidonian people, who were currently struggling through an even deeper food crisis than the one in the kingdom. The harsher their current situation, the more deeply the words ate into them.

...And so, at present, medicine in our country is...

It had been about ten minutes or so since the beginning of Chriss informational program.

The section she was reading out now was the last piece of information to be disseminated. Once this information program was over, the music program would begin at last.

As she stood at my side, visibly anxious, Aisha grabbed my arm. Today, Aisha wasnt dressed in her usual light armor; instead, she wore a cocktail dress. I myself was wearing a tuxedo.

Aisha turned to me with a look in her eyes like an abandoned puppy dog. Wh-What do I do, sire? I cant stop shaking.

Just calm down, okay? I said. This is your second time on the broadcast, isnt it?

Last time, I was all right because I just had to eat...

It had been decided that I would be the host for the music program with Aisha as my assistant.

I, of course, hadnt planned on being the host of a music program, but Poncho, who I had intended to push the job off onto, was busy with distributing food, and Hakuya had refused because it didnt suit him.

It was my first time, too, so if my partner Aisha was going to be petrified with stage fright, that was a problem.

Where did the bravado you show on the battlefield go? I asked.

When I said that in an exasperated tone, Aisha groaned pathetically and her shoulders slumped. I am confident that no one is a match for me in martial arts. However, at a showy event like this, I have no such confidence. There are a lot of people out there who are prettier that I am, you know. The princess and Madam Juna are both slender and fair-skinned, like lovely young maidens. Meanwhile my skin is dark, and I have some muscle on me, too...

Really? I asked. I think youve got a nice healthy look.

Even if she did have some muscle, she wasnt ripped like a body builder. In fact, she had such a shapely body that I had to wonder how she managed to swing around that giant sword with so little muscle. On top of that, she was tall enough to be a model, and, though it was hard to tell when she was wearing armor, her above-average figure was good enough that Liscia was the one more likely to be jealous.

Yeah, I said. Youre pretty, Aisha.

I-I am?!

The compliment had Aisha ecstatic. However, she quickly came back to her senses.

B-But, really, Madam Juna or the princess would make a better host...

Juna is one of the singers, so shed have to run all over the place if we made her be the host, too, I said. As for making Liscia my assistant... I thought it would be best not to do that this time.

Hm? Why is that? she asked.

Oh. Theres a little thing Im worried about now that Ive ended up being the host, I said. To be brutally honest, I chose you less because I think youll be a good assistant and more because Im counting on your skills as my bodyguard. If anything happens, youll be able to protect me if youre at my side, right?

Of course I will, but... Huh?! Is something dangerous going to be happening?! she asked.

Aisha seemed concerned, so I put a hand on her forehead and laughed.

Itll be fine, in all likelihood. But, as pathetic as it is for me to have to ask this as a man, will you protect me if something happens?

Your Majesty... Yes! Even if it should cost me my life, I will mmmph.

I hurriedly covered Aishas mouth. Youre being too loud. Were broadcasting now.

Mmph... I-Im sorry.

...At times like this, she really might have been a disappointing dark elf.

...is what they said. That is all for News Elfrieden. Now then, after this program, we will be broadcasting Elfriedens first entertainment program. If you have no prior engagements or are not otherwise in a hurry, I hope you will continue watching this broadcast.

Whoa, it looks like Chriss program is finished, I thought. Okay, now its our turn.

The set for the music program wasnt here: it was an atrium that had most likely been used to hold balls. We had lined up tables in there, bringing in some of the soldiers to sit at them and listen, in the style of the Japan Cable Awards. That was because having an audience makes a huge difference to the level of excitement.

I took my assistant by the hand. Come on, lets go, Aisha.

Sire, I will follow you anywhere!

With Chris Tachyons information program finished, there was a short break. Then the receiver in Vans plaza showed a young man and woman. They were a young man in a black tuxedo and a dark elf girl wearing an extravagant red party dress. While the young man was confident, the girl seemed a little tense.

Then a person in the crowd said, Hey, wait, isnt that guy Elfriedens king, Souma?

When people around the man heard him, those who had seen the Elfrieden Kingdoms army march in through the city gates cried out one after another, Yeah! I saw him when they came in through the gate, Thats Elfriedens King Souma, Theres no doubt about it, confirming the first mans suspicions.

With no way of knowing what they were saying about him, Souma wore a relaxed expression as he held an object that was twenty centimeters or so long with a rounded end (no doubt intended to be a mic, but since the Jewel Voice Broadcast was picking up the sound, it was really just a prop) up to his mouth and greeted them all with a Hello.

Songs change with the times and the times change with songs, he said. These are the songs we want to see handed down across the ages.

Wh-What, where did that line come from?! You didnt say that during rehearsal, did you?! the dark elf girl exclaimed.

It seemed that his last line had been ad-libbed, as the girl was now confused.

I will be your host for this program, Souma Kazuya.

I-I am Aisha Udgard!

Come on now, Aisha, your expression is looking stiff, said the king. Smile, smile.

Wh-What about you, sire? Why are you speaking so politely?! she exclaimed.

Well, Im the host, yknow, he said. Even if Im the king, I cant go acting too self-important.

You say that, but youre already back to talking like normal!

Whoops, pardon me.

Souma was throwing in a bit of playful humor while Aisha could only react to him.

The people of the Elfrieden Kingdom looked on at their banter with smiles. However, the people of the Principality of Amidonia wore looks of bewilderment.

The rumors about King Souma said he was a man who had made a fool of the great warrior Gaius VIII using his strategic ingenuity, then struck him down in a display of his own valor. The king of the rumors, blessed with both wisdom and martial ability, simply didnt mesh with the young man poking fun at and playing around with the dark elf girl in this broadcast.

In actual fact, his strategy had been put together with help from Hakuya, while the ones to strike down Gaius VIII had been a late-arriving unit of archers, but the people had no way of knowing these things.

Did our prince lose to these people? one of the members of the crowd wondered.

I knowthis must all be an act to make us drop our guards!

What for? Vans already fallen, you know?

Well, its so they can... Yeah, what is it for?

While the people of Van reacted with confusion, Souma continued hosting the program.

Now then, this broadcast is Elfriedens first music program. For this broadcast, weve gathered girls with different types of voices. Each of these three is wonderfully gifted, truly, deserving to be called lorelei.

The moment Souma spoke those words, this worlds equivalent to an idol, the concept of a lorelei, was born.

I hope this will be a program that helps to soothe the hearts of those exhausted by their daily toil, said the king. Please, listen to these loreleis songs and enjoy them to the very end.

Er... There are just three here today, but we will always be looking for those who take pride in their singing voice in the Elfrieden Kingdom, said Aisha. M-Meninwimin...

Youre slurring it, Aisha.

P-Please, be quiet, said Aisha. Um... Men and women of all ages, self-nominated or nominated by another, all are welcome to apply.

Yeah, Id like to have male singers on here, too, said Souma. Though, for the guys, itd be weird to call them loreleis. Well, whatll we call them, then? Mermen, or something?

Then they would just be ordinary sea monsters, said Aisha. Cant you choose something from outside the sea? Ah! Erm... To those of you proud of your singing, or who just like to sing, Im told you should go to the Lorelei singing cafe in your nearest city to audition.

Wait, Lorelei has branch stores now?! Souma exclaimed.

Why are you sounding surprised, sire?!

Well, I left the auditions entirely up to Juna, after all...

By the way, Im told the one in Lagoon City is their headquarters, said Aisha.

What, Parnams was a branch store?!

When Souma dropped that last line, one of the viewers in Van let out a chuckle, then hurriedly covered his mouth. If anyone took fault with him for laughing while watching the broadcast, he could be lynched by the rest of the viewers. Because of that, Vans plaza had a strange air of tension hanging over it.

Without so much as an inkling of what was going on, Souma continued hosting.

Now then, lets get this show on the road. Our first lorelei has the body of a child and the spirit of an adult. Shes a legal loli from the kobito race, Pamille Carol.

Madam Pamilles greatest pleasure is taking an afternoon nap, added Aisha. However, recently, weve had such pleasantly sunny days that shes been sleeping through until morning, and then sleeping in on top of that. ...Um, sire? Is this information really necessary?

Now, lets hear her sing, said Souma. Here is Pamille Carol.

When Souma said that, the lights dimmed and a relaxed tune began to play.

The next thing to appear on the projection was a balcony in an atrium. There, wrapped in a frilly dress, was a girl who looked for all appearances to be around twelve years old. This was Pamille Carol. Pamille clasped her hands in front of her chest, then began to sing with a voice that, as befitted her appearance, was as adorable as a ringing bell.

There was a cute girl singing a cute song. When they saw that scene, the people of Amidonia thought she was cute. However, rather than debate the quality of the song, they were simply at a loss for what to make of it. What to make of the fact that the Jewel Voice Broadcast was being used to show a little girl singing, that is.

Who is that girl? Shes absolutely adorable.

Well, yeah, sure, shes cute, but... is it really okay to use the Jewel Voice Broadcast for this?

Dont ask me. Its not like I know.

Lord Gaius barely ever used it, you know.

Maybe this is normal in Elfrieden?

Conversations like this one were springing up all over. Was this the difference between Amidonia and Elfrieden? Were broadcasts like this what defined the Elfrieden Kingdom? they asked. The people of Van, under occupation by the soldiers of the Elfrieden Kingdom, were strongly impacted by what they saw.

I see... Is this place part of Elfrieden now, then? one of the viewers in Van whispered.

That off-handed comment seeped into the crowd, like water poured into a vast dry plain.

Has Van become part of the Elfrieden Kingdom?

Well, we are under occupation, after all.

So, then, this isnt part of the Principality of Amidonia anymore?

Well, then does that means its okay to broadcast this sort of video?

Even as the people of Van reacted with confusion, the broadcast continued. When Pamille finished singing the song with lots of charm, Souma and Aisha came back on screen.

That was Pamille Carol, said Souma. My, isnt music a wonderful thing?

Why is it, do you suppose? Aisha asked. Hearing it made me think, That cant possibly be music.

Now for a change of tune, well have an energetic song sung by this person here, said Souma. Having trained her singing voice in a fishing village with nothing but men, the power of her voice is incredible. Shes a simple and innocent cat-eared girl from the Nine-Headed Dragon Archipelago. Nanna Kamizuki.

Madam Nannas favorite fish is the giant spearfish, and her dream is to eat one whole someday, but because theyre worried shell snack on the days catch, the fishermen wont let her on the ocean-going ships... Aisha began. Um, again, was this information really necessary?

Now then, lets hear her sing, Souma announced. Heres Nanna Kamizuki!

...Youre just ignoring me, arent you.

The next person to appear on screen wore a lightly punk outfit. She was the energetic cat-eared girl, Nanna Kamizuki. Her sleeveless top and short pants left her healthy arms and legs exposed, while the way her bellybutton would occasionally peek out helped accentuate the appeal of the cuteness she had not lost even with her androgynous appearance.

Then, as Nanna started to sing, she leapt off the balcony.

Wha?! someone in the crowd shouted.

H-Hey...

The viewing masses gulped when they saw that scene. It must not have been in the program plan.

They could see the staff were rushing to move the fixed jewel. They could still hear her singing, so they knew she must be all right, but Nanna didnt appear on screen again for a little while. When she finally reappeared, Nanna was having a great time dancing by the stairs on the floor below. Even as the crowd sighed in relief, they were gradually being drawn into the rhythm of her song and dance.

You go, girl! Keep it up!

The songs nice, too. It really cheers you up.

With this being the second time, perhaps they were getting used to it, because voices like that could be heard even from the tense crowd in Van. There was a cute girl enjoying herself singing and dancing. No man wouldnt enjoy watching that. And, surprisingly, it had an even stronger impact on the women of Amidonia than it did the men.

What drew the womens attention was Nannas fashion.

Isnt she cold dressed like that?

Shes indoors, so its probably fine.

But, if she dresses like that... wont they get upset with her because it distracts and seduces men?

Amidonia was, more than anything, a militaristic country. Men were expected to be strong first and foremost, while women were there to support them, and the greatest virtue sought from them was modesty.

As a result, in the Principality of Amidonia, except on special occasions, public opinion would not allow women to dress up. This stemmed from the idea that it would be a problem if they tempted men, making them become weak. To say nothing of the fact that if they wore an outfit that showed so much flesh (even an outfit that showed the shoulders or thighs was seen as showing too much here) in a public place, they ran the risk of being arrested for offending public morals.

Do they not get angry about that in the kingdom? one woman wondered.

Well, it is another country. Their king seems gentle, too.

...Im so jealous.

In the minds of the women who wanted to dress up and be pretty, borders and race did not exist.

Pamilles frilly dress had been cute, and they admired the more liberal outfit that Nanna was wearing now, too. If they could do it, they wanted to try wearing those outfits and dancing. The outfits those two wore began to kindle a fire in the hearts of the women living in the principality. Especially for the women in Van.

This isnt Amidonia anymore, right? one woman asked.

Then, can we dress up if we want to?

I guess? All the soldiers who would have gotten mad have left now.

And, well, they even started saying things like that.

By the time Nannas energetic song came to an end, the people of Van gave a round of applause. None of them cared if Souma was just trying to buy their loyalty anymore.

When Nanna finished singing, the video cut out for a while. The jewel must be being moved back to its original position. When the screen came back up, it showed Souma and Aisha with wry smiles on their faces.

...We were underestimating just how much energy Nanna has, Souma said.

...Indeed, Aisha agreed.

To think shed go out of frame on a fixed-camera... Nanna, what a terrifying girl!

Why did you say that line like an old woman...? Aisha asked.

Now then, lets get things back on track, said Souma. Now, now, weve kept you all waiting. Next up, the pride of our country, the Prima Lorelei, makes her appearance!

Madam Juna is incredibly popular even in this first broadcast, isnt she? asked Aisha.

As the two of them had just said, Juna had already secured the position of Elfriedens top lorelei for herself during the last Jewel Voice Broadcasts. Her popularity had surprised and confused even Juna herself.

When the Congress of the People, which collects petitions, issued me a request saying, Broadcast programs more often and let us hear Junas singing, even I was a bit weirded out, said Souma.

Wow... err, Madam Juna has been looking for a good herb tea to help with stiff shoulders lately... said Aisha. Its not easy when theyre so big, it seems.

...Anyway, lets hear her sing, said Souma. Heres Juna Doma.

What was that pause for? Aisha demanded.

...I wasnt imagining anything, really.

You inadvertently let that slip, I see.

The adorable image of Souma turning to look away and Aisha staring at him as he did so faded out, and now the blue-haired Juna Doma appeared on screen.

On her upper half, she wore an outfit that looked like she had just wrapped a piece of fabric around herself, while on her bottom she wore loose white pants that tightened around her ankles. Wearing a thin, veil-like piece of silk on top of her head, she looked like a dancer girl who had escaped from the world of One Thousand and One Nights.

Her beauty captivated every last member of the audience, man and woman alike, while her singing voice would indiscriminately intoxicate the peoples of both Elfrieden and Amidonia.

The viewing masses were made to see why Souma had called her the Prima Lorelei. Junas voice didnt have a unique character to it like Pamilles did. However, her expressive control of her pitch was carved even deeper into peoples memories than Pamille was. Junas voice also lacked the power that Nannas had from training with the fishermen. However, thanks to that, her gentle timbre was able to seep deeper into the hearts of people than Nannas had.

The viewing public were certain of it. Certain that Juna Doma was the lorelei who stood above all loreleis, the Prima Lorelei.

The viewers in Amidonia had all been completely charmed by the three singers. They were surprised to find out that the Jewel Voice Broadcast could be such an enjoyable experience. At this point, none of them were concerned if this broadcast was Soumas way of trying to win them to his side anymore.

In Japanese, the word music was written to enjoy sound. They were enjoying it for its sound. That was why no one noticed Soumas true aim.

With one exception.

That king, he sure pulled a nasty trick...

In Nelva, a fortress city in the southwest of Amidonia, one individual who had mixed in with the viewers to watch the broadcast muttered. This person wore a hooded cloak which covered their entire body, making it impossible to read their expression. All that it was possible to discern was that, compared to those around the person, this person had a small build, and a voice that was most likely female.

A similarly hooded man standing beside her asked the girl in the hooded cloak a question. A nasty trick?

Its nasty, said the girl. After all, hes takin all the things my old man deliberately kept away from the people and then suddenly givin em to them all in one go. There aint any hope of my brother gettin himself reinstated after this. ...Well, for the people, that may be for the best.

With those words said, the hooded girl shrugged as if to add, Good grief.

The hooded man beside her looked at her with confusion. Um, princess, what are you saying Lord Gaius stole from the people?

Freedom, thats what, Mr. Colbert, said the hooded girl.

The hooded girl was Gaius VIIIs daughter, Roroa Amidonia. The man beside her was the former Minister of Finance, Colbert.

Roroa pointed at the video. Usin the Jewel Voice Broadcast like that, women dressin up fancy, and men lustin after cute young girls in broad daylight, none of that woulda been allowed in the principality before now, yeah? That was because neither the prince or the people wanted the ideologies of weaklings to spread. But that king, hes showin them with this broadcast that all of that stuff is allowed in the kingdom.

In other words... showing off their freedom, Colbert said.

Roroa nodded. Thats right. Thats what makes it nasty. Freedom is free. Givin it away doesnt cost Souma anythin. Now, if ya try to take it away, therell be resistance. Even if he borrows the Empires power and manages to get Van back, do ya see my brother bein able to let them keep that freedom? ...I dont. Under my brother, itll be a rehash of how my old man was rulin the place. Therell be chaos, no two ways about it.

No... do you mean to say Souma calculated all of that before making this broadcast?! Colbert exclaimed.

Thats what its lookin like to me.

Colberts eyes went wide. He was shocked that this girl, who when she pulled back her hood had adorable beady little eyes like a tanuki, had seen through the designs of King Souma, the man who had played Gaius VIII for a fool.

If the ruler of Amidonia had been not Gaius or Julius, but Roroa instead, the world might be a very different place right now. No, there was no doubt it would have been. When he thought about that, Colbert couldnt help but feel a deep sense of regret.

However, it seemed Roroa herself wasnt even thinking about that. It just means my old man was no match for him. That old man was hopeless when it came to anythin off the battlefield, after all. Honestly... I told him if he didnt stimulate the eagerness to spend and get the economy movin again, this economic slump was gonna last forever, but he didnt hear a word I said.

Hearing her speaking so bitterly, Colbert hurried to respond. Um, princess... about your father...

Oh, dont you worry about that none, she said. I aint too bothered by it myself.

In the recent battle, the forces of Amidonia had suffered a major defeat at the hands of the forces of Elfrieden, and Roroas father Gaius VIII had been struck down by the Royal Army under the command of Souma Kazuya.

When Colbert tried to show her some sympathy for her loss, Roroa just waved for him to stop. I wondered why it is? I heard my old mans dead now, but I dont feel sad about it one bit. I guess in the end, I never did get along with my old man or my brother...

Princess... murmured Colbert.

If anythin... Im shocked that I aint more shocked by it, said Roroa. I oughta want revenge against Souma, but all Im feelin towards him is curiosity. The way he rebuilt that old country and the strange way he uses the Jewel Voice Broadcast, I wonder what kinda world he mustve lived in to learn to do all that. Id like to meet him and talk about it. Hey, Mr. Colbert. Do ya think Im heartless, maybe?

For the first time, her uncertain eyes peeked out from behind the hood. Her moist eyes were like those of an abandoned puppy. When Colbert saw her like that, he hurriedly said No! and shook his head.

You were trying to save this country in a different way from Lord Gaius! he declared. Thats why you never got along with Gaius or Julius, who put ideology before the people, and you feel a kinship with King Souma who always looks at things through the eyes of his people! That is the true proof you are the princess of this country!

When Colbert said that, Roroa, who had just moments before had the look of an abandoned puppy, said, Ysure? Well, good, then started chuckling to herself.

W-Were those crocodile tears?!

Even the mild-mannered Colbert was ready to snap at her for that, but he reconsidered. Roroa was capable of pretending to be sad, but she was also capable of pretending to be pretending to be sad. Only Roroa knew what she truly felt. So... Colbert said nothing.

Then, suddenly, Roroa pulled back her hood. With her two ponytails hanging forward in front of her, Roroas adorable face came into view. Colberts eyes opened wide with surprise.

Princess, what do you think youre doing?! We are in hiding, you realize?! What if someone sees you?! he exclaimed.

Everyones busy watchin the music program, she said. They aint gonna be lookin at either of us. But, before we talk about that, as the man Im gonna be up against, I was thinkin I should burn the image of Soumas face into my eyes now.

In Roroas eyes, Souma was a plain, ordinary young man, the kind you could find anywhere. However, she was also well aware that there was more to him than met the eye. A normal person couldnt restore a declining kingdom, or defeat the three dukes and the principality. He was a difficult opponent to gauge precisely because he looked so normal.

Roroa put her hood back on, pulling Colbert by the arm as she walked away. Now then, weve got some preparin of our own to do. Souma moves faster than I thought.

...Ah! Yes, maam! Colbert said.

Thinking that this was where things would begin in earnest, Colbert wore a serious expression on his face. As she walked, Roroa turned back, looking at the image of Souma projected by the receiver, and giggled.

Now that youve gotten us in the mood, dont go thinkin well let you run off while youre ahead, she thought. Youre gonna have to take responsibility for it. Oh, yes, you are. Better get yourself ready, Souma! ?

With Junas song finished, it was Pamilles turn again. We didnt have enough loreleis yet, so for todays broadcast, each of them was going to sing two songs.

When Pamilles turn ended, I waited for Nanna to begin her second song, and then dragged Aisha off to somewhere out of sight, where we wouldnt show up in the broadcast.

Wh-What is it, sire? she asked. Were still live, you know?

I told you there was something I was worried about during this broadcast, yeah? I said. Its what comes up after Nanna.

When she heard those words, Aisha took on a serious expression.

I quietly told her, When the next act begins, Im counting on you as my bodyguard.

Wha?! You dont mean to say Madam Juna would do somethimmmph.

Even though we were still in the middle of the broadcast, Aisha had started to raise her voice, so Id covered her mouth with my hand.

Once shed calmed down, I silently shook my head. Its not Juna. In between Nanna and Junas second songs, we have a singer who jumped in to participate at the last minute.

Mmph... I-I never heard about that! Aisha cried.

Like I said, she jumped in at the last minute, I said. We decided on it suddenly, right before we went live. Besides, if Id warned you in advance, I figured youd be too busy thinking about it and youd flub your lines.

Murrgh... I cant deny it, she said.

Oh, come on... I thought.

Still, I clapped her on the shoulder. So, there you have it. Im counting on you if it comes to that. Youre one of the hosts, so you cant carry your greatsword, but do you want to keep a smaller weapon on you?

No, in that case, Im better off bare-handed... Wait, is this person that dangerous?! Aisha exclaimed.

Nah... I think, probably, it wont be an issue, I said. Im just taking out some insurance.

Insurance, I see... Understood. I will protect you to the death, sire.

Aisha thumped her chest once. It usually made a metallic clang because of her armor, but today Aisha was in a cocktail dress. The ample bosom that was usually hidden beneath her armor swayed, so I turned away in embarrassment because I didnt know where to look.

Now, then... Lets see how this goes.

This music program sure is nice... someone in the crowd said.

By the time they had finished listening to Nannas second song, an air of relaxation had set in for the Amidonian viewers. They were sincerely enjoying the music program. Judging by the order of things so far, Juna Doma was up next. They were even excited to hear her singing again.

However, that air was all but blown away in the next instant.

A woman appeared on the screen. She looked to be somewhere between thirty and forty years old. She stood nearly two meters tall, with a build so muscular that it was apparent even through the military uniform she wore. There was a sharp glint in her eye, and she wore her hair slicked back, so it was hard to tell what her gender was.

In fact, the only ones who knew that she was female were the viewers in the principality. It turned out viewers in the kingdom thought she was a guy in drag.

Souma and Aisha appeared on the screen next to the woman. Souma still had his forced smile on, but Aisha was looking at the woman warily.

Now, we have a surprise guest participant, said Souma. Its the Amidonian commander, Margarita Wonder. While the troops garrisoned in Van were withdrawing, Ms. Wonder remained here to monitor whether we were respecting the agreement and not harming the people.

The people of Van nodded. That sounds exactly like Madam Wonder, they thought.

Despite living in the Principality of Amidonia, where it was hard for women to make a successful career for themselves, her extraordinary martial prowess and ability to lead had let her rise to the rank of general, and she was now an experienced warrior. Her martial ability and stern appearance made her feared by the people, but she had also gained their trust for her reputation as a fair and upright individual.

Still, that made it all the harder for them to understand. What was Madam Wonder doing here, next to Souma?

Ms. Wonder was a prisoner of war, but the reason for her capture being what it was, we had her under house arrest, said Souma. However, when she heard about this broadcast, she said, Id like you to let me sing, too, and volunteered to participate.

Souma was talking in a cheery tone, but Margarita herself was silent. That difference in enthusiasm between the two of them was palpable, and it sent a chill running down the spines of the residents of Van.

Hey... is something about to happen? someone in the crowd wondered.

You dont think Madam Wonder would use this as a chance to try and kill Souma, do you?

No, Madam Wonder would never stoop to doing something so underhanded...

But look at that dark elfs expression. Shes on guard.

Soumas smiling, but you can tell hes on edge, too.

Even though the events were actually unfolding in the castle, the people in Van could pick up on the uneasy air and it frightened them. In that atmosphere, Souma kept on talking with a smile.

Now, lets hear her sing. Ms. Margarita Wonders song will be... Through the Valley of Goldoa.

When they heard the song title, the air flowing around the audience seemed to freeze.

The announced song, Through the Valley of Goldoa, was the national anthem of Amidonia. She was going to sing the anthem in occupied Van, right in front of Souma, the occupying powers king.

The people of Amidonia understood the significance of that in an instant.

Madam Wonder was prepared to face death.

Once Souma and Aisha had gone off-screen, a solemn piece of music in a minor key began to play. Then, at last, Margarita started to sing.

In the land beyond the mountains, where Ursula will be born tomorrow, - Is the land that birthed our forefathers, the land to which we will return. - Press on, O horses, climbing over the hill of our fallen comrades. - Press on, O brave warriors, to become the earth of the land beyond. -

It was a powerful song sung in a husky voice. The people of the principality naturally stood tall with pride.

Margaritas singing forcibly reminded the people of the principality that they were citizens of Amidonia, including the ones in Van.

They had been feeling a budding admiration for the freedom enjoyed by the people of the kingdom, but her song was like a frost that caused those buds to close.

Its an intense song...

I was off in a corner, listening to it.

While there had been a slight commotion from the soldiers in the audience when she started to sing, because they had strict orders to Remain seated no matter what happens, and listen to the music quietly, no one made a scene over it.

However, it was hard to blame them for being unsettled.

After all, this song was about an invasion of the Elfrieden Kingdom.

The lyrics In the land beyond the mountains, where Ursula will be born tomorrow, referred to the lands east of the Ursula Mountains which were once part of Amidonia but were now part of Elfrieden.

It called for their horses and brave warriors to press forward towards there.

In other words, their national anthem was a song about crossing the Goldoa Valley to invade the Elfrieden Kingdom.

I dunno... It felt like, did they really have to take it that far? It showed just how vindictive a militaristic state could be that even their national anthem was trying to incite the people.

While I was thinking about that, Aisha asked me in a hushed voice, Is this all right? Do you want to let her sing like this?

...Well, its about what I expected, I responded in a whisper, with my arms crossed. Someone who was a general of the opposing army suddenly said she wanted to participate in my music program. About the only reasons I could come up with were to stir up the patriotism of the viewers, or to wait for a chance to get close to me and then strike. After a cursory investigation into what sort of person she was, I expected it to be the former. Thats why I asked you to protect me, Aisha.

You knew this would happen?! Aisha exclaimed. In that case, wouldnt it have been better not to let her sing?

...Well, just watch, I said. Im going to turn her plans around on her.

While I was saying that, Margarita finished her song. As soon as she finished singing, Margarita sat herself down on the spot.

When we walked over to her, she said, Ive shown you the pride of the Amidonian people. Now, lop off my head.

She sat up straight. As I thought, she had come prepared for this. Being cut down here was probably part of her plan. In fact, if I laid a hand on Margarita here, this entire broadcast would be a wasted effort.

Thats why I smiled, and said, Why? I thought you sang well.

Perhaps because it wasnt the expected response, Margaritas eyes went wide.

I felt bad doing this to her when shed had such strong resolve, but I wasnt about to go along with her plans.

You have a good voice, one that would work well for R&B, maybe, I said. I have lots of songs Id like to hear in your voice. Im sure the people feel the same way.

When I said that in an off-handed manner, Margarita glared at me. ...I sang the Amidonian national anthem, you realize. If you let this outrage stand, people will question your authority as the King of Elfrieden.

Dont call it an outrage yourself... and so what? I asked. Theres no law in Elfrieden saying you cant sing another countrys national anthem. This isnt Amidonia.

I looked away from Margarita, turning towards the Jewel Voice Broadcast jewel and saying, What makes for a good country? Its not a simple question to answer. However, if nothing else, I think a country that lets its people sing freely is a good one. If a country lets you sing happy songs, sad songs, love songs, local songs, foreign songs, military songs, and anti-war songs freely, I think thats the mark of a good country.

Then, reaching out towards the jewel with my right hand, I asked, What do you, the viewers, think?

There was a tower on the west side of Van Castle.

That moss-covered tower with its bizarre and imposing presence was home to a jail, and it was used to confine criminals of high status (nobility, knights, and higher). While it was a jail for those of high status, it wasnt a luxury suite by any means. Inside it was a typical dingy jail.

Under Amidonian rule, it had primarily been political prisoners whod been confined in this tower. Those people who were said to have plotted to overthrow the state, or to oppose the direction of the country.

While they may have been said to have done those things, whether they actually had was another matter. Sometimes these sorts of political crimes were used to take down a political rival.

Underground there was a torture chamber used to extract confessions. It seems that the nobles who were falsely accused would be forced to confess there, then sent to the execution block along with their families. If you approached this tower at night, you could hear the moaning of the prisoners who were being tortured during the day, so at some point it had come to be known as the Moaning Tower.

In one of the jail cells of the Moaning Tower, Liscia and Carla were sitting on the floor looking at one another across a set of iron bars. Carla, who was being kept as a hostage against the Air Force, was currently imprisoned in this tower.

Liscia had brought in a simple Jewel Voice Broadcast receiver, and she was watching Soumas program with Carla. They had taken it for a simple entertainment program at first, but when that Amidonian general had suddenly appeared, the two of them had realized Soumas true aim.

Had he calculated that that female general would use the broadcast to stir up patriotism... Carla wondered.

...so he showed off the freedom and magnanimity that would allow him to accept that patriotism? Liscia finished.

The two of them sighed in admiration.

Liscia traced the edge of the simple receiver with her finger. Souma taught the people of Amidonia that in Elfrieden people are free to sing whatever songs they want. No, its not just songs. Music, literature, paintings, sculptures... He showed that every form of artistic self-expression is allowed.

Self-expression, huh... Carla said. I cant think of anything the principality hates more.

In a militaristic state like the Principality of Amidonia, it was easier to rule if the people were all the same. That way they could gain the support of the people just by calling for the downfall of Elfrieden. If they allowed for a diverse political discourse, people might start suggesting, We should make peace with Elfrieden, trade with them, and coexist. That was the most frightening idea for the members of the princely house, so anyone who espoused those sorts of ideas was thoroughly suppressed.

However, with their defeat in the war and the death of Gaius VIII, the princely house had lost their authority. Souma had chosen a time like this to make his broadcast, teaching the people of the principality about the existence of something called freedom of expression.

They could sing whatever songs they wanted to, draw whatever pictures they wanted to, and write whatever stories they wanted to.

He had shown the people of Van that the people restricting them from doing those things were already gone.

From here on... even if their crown prince, Julius, manages to regain power, I doubt he can rule like they did before, said Liscia. The people of Van have now tasted the bliss of expressing themselves. If he wants to take that from them, hell have to crack down on it.

If he does that, hell only alienate his people more... huh. Carla sighed, resting her back against the bars. I think I finally get what Souma meant when he said, Theres only work for a king before and after the war. For him... hes still fighting right now.

Fighting... Liscia murmured. I see, so thats why Souma chose Aisha as his partner. Liscia let out a sigh, leaning back against the bars. The two of them were now back-to-back with the bars in between them. Im happy that he doesnt want me to get hurt, but I get a little jealous. Id like him to rely on me more...

Ha ha ha... Carla laughed. It just shows how much he cares for you.

Does it?

It does, Carla assured her. When he was whining to me on the battlefield, he said he couldnt let you and the others hear him like that. Grandmother once said that the more a man cares about someone, the more prideful he is around them.

Y-You think...? Oh, wait, Carla, he was whining to you? Liscia asked.

Its because I mean nothing to him, Ill bet. I did oppose him, after all.

Carla, Souma is...!

When Liscia turned around and looked at Carlas face, she was at a loss for words. Her expression showed none of her usual defiance; it was lonely somehow, with an air of peaceful resignation.

I know, Liscia, said Carla. On the battlefield, he forced me to see the weight hes carrying on his shoulders. Hes no phony. Hes a splendid king. You and King Albert were right in your judgment of him. We were the ones who lacked your clarity of vision.

Huh?! Liscia exclaimed. If youve figured that out, then...

Its why I cant let you intercede on my behalf.

Liscia stood up and slammed on the bars. Carla! Do you have any idea what Duchess Walter and I are going through to...

No, said Carla. Thats not it, Liscia. She shook her head silently. Then, folding her hands on her lap, she forced herself to say, We made a mistake. Thats why I dont want to cause any more trouble for you. If you try to help us survive, youll be putting Souma in a bind. Hes already pushing himself too hard to be king, so I dont want to increase the burden on him anymore.

Carla... Liscia looked as if she were in pain.

Carla smiled weakly. I dont want to be a burden on you and the one you love any longer.

Now then, everyone, I think well have this person here close out the program for us, I said. Heres the number one singer, the Prima Lorelei, Juna Doma!

Having finished with the lead-in to the last song, I moved off-stage to somewhere the jewel wouldnt pick me up. When I got there, I found Margarita kneeling and Aisha looking at her with a grim look on her face.

...King of Elfrieden, snarled Margarita. Did you know what I was going to do? She looked extremely frustrated as I approached.

Yeah, kinda, I said. Someone tried the same thing in the world I came from.

Although that had been in a movie. It was an old musical, but my grandpa had loved it, so I had seen it a bunch of times.

Margarita hung her head. I see... If someone has tried it before, its little wonder I failed.

I placed a hand on Margaritas shoulder. Despite being from the Amidonian military, you didnt rely on brute force, and you had a wonderful singing voice. How about it? Why not try becoming a singer in our country for real? An R&B singer, maybe.

...You put me to shame with such kind words for a defeated soldier, she said bitterly. Im not sure what this... arr and bee is, but given I have failed as a soldier, perhaps that would be fine.

Yeah, we can never have too many singers, I said. Youd be more than welcome.

A troubled smile formed on Margaritas tough-looking face. ...Let me think about it.

Margarita Wonder was hesitant at this point, but not long afterwards, she did make her debut as an R&B singer from Amidonia. Her powerful singing with that husky voice of hers mostly found support with middle-aged people.

Furthermore, with the larger-than-life personality she had cultivated on the battlefield, and the courage to rival any mans, she took over hosting the program, eventually becoming a mainstay of the kingdoms entertainment industry.

Regardless, the curtain now fell on the highly-eventful first broadcast of the music program.

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