I try to keep my composure. Almond's eyes are getting sharper and more deadly. This man is going to do something bold with conviction. And I can tell that it will cost many lives.
"It means that the Imperial Army will be returned to the hands of our soldiers.
The Imperial Army is under the control of the emperor. Well, such is the position of the army, isn't it? However, the position of the army in Lamarong is a little extreme. The army does not protect the nation, but is positioned as the emperor's personal guard. For this reason, it is said that orders were given according to the emperor's whims and without regard to the situation, often resulting in futile battles.
"After all, I believe that a soldier should put his life on the line to protect the nation. I don't think they should be swayed by one person's mood."
Almond's eyes are filled with sadness. Apparently, there are some complicated problems inside the Ramallon Imperial Guard that we can't understand.
"I don't know much about the inner workings of the Imperial Army, but perhaps there are a lot of royalty and nobility in the ranks? I think it would be very difficult to persuade those people to change the organization. ......"
Almond's eyes flashed at my words.
"Yes. Yes, that's right. It will be very difficult. But you, Mr. Matkal, have spent more than a few years in the Imperial Army. I am sure that he is well aware of the problems that the military is facing. I think it would be best to hear more about it from Mr. Matkal.
"......"
"Dear Mr. Matkal, ....... I do not think that I should tell the King of Agartha about your visit to the Kingdom. If it is difficult for you to tell him, I will tell him myself.
"......"
Matkal remains silent. Seeing this, Madrin, the Prime Minister, interrupts the conversation.
"Well, we have only expressed our wishes today. We do not ask for an immediate reply. When you have made up your mind, you can tell us how you feel.
Madeline stood up from her chair, muttering to herself.
I am going to stay here in Agartha for a while. I want to learn a lot about political matters.
It is obvious at ...... that he has no such intention at all. This guy is going to wait until the last minute to give us a response. Moreover, he is not just watching with his fingers crossed, but he is trying to observe this country of Agartha while staying in this guest house. He is a politician like a politician.
As soon as Madolyn and Almond had left the room, I opened my mouth to Matkal.
"Mat, what is going on inside the Imperial Army?"
"...... Let's say no."
"Mato?"
"Falco should be raised here in Agartha. It's his life. Let him decide. He can decide whether or not to go to the Kingdom.
After saying this, Matkal strode away.
When I returned to the house at night, I could not stop thinking about what had happened during the day. Matkal was eating his meal with the same expression as usual. In her mind, the Ramallon Kingdom had been resolved.
But I knew intuitively that this problem had to be solved. Whether or not Falco would go to Lamaron, I had a feeling that Almond's idea of putting the Imperial Army back in the hands of the soldiers would cause a lot of unhappiness.
Sadie's eyes met his. She has good instincts. She must know what I was thinking. But she took her eyes off me without saying a word and continued her conversation with her children.
Suddenly I look at my son Falco. He is now two years old and can eat with a fork, albeit falteringly. Today he is on Rico's lap, learning how to use the fork. Matkal and Eryl are standing on either side of him, cleaning the dirt from his mouth. They are like princes.
After the meal, he takes a bath with the children and goes to his bedroom. I get into bed and slowly close my eyes. Today is Rico's day.
I wonder what Rico will say when he hears what I have to say. I wonder if he will say, "Linos, it's your decision to make. No, the future of our children is at stake. He would say that we should discuss it as a family. Or would he say, "Don't do such a thing.
Then I hear the bedroom door open. I slowly open my eyes. But it is not Rico standing there, but Matkal.
"...... Rico asked me to take over for him tonight."
"......"
To be honest, I had not expected this. I was sure it was Rico. ....... I'm not good at dealing with sudden changes. Well, I'll have to rethink what I'm going to do. .......
Despite my confusion, Matocal strode up to the bed and came over to sit next to me. She stares at my face.
Usually she gets into bed quickly, but she stands there looking at my face. Hmmm? Just when I thought he was not coming in, Matkal slowly unbuttons his pajamas.
"Um... ...... mato? What's up?"
"Aren't you going to take it off?"
"No, it's not like that. ......"
"......"
Normally, I would chat with Matocal about various things when he came into bed, which would take the form of ......, but that flow was cut short. In front of me, Matocal was standing there with her pajamas open. Her small breasts were almost exposed.
I roll up the blanket and urge her to get into bed. Matocal silently takes off his jacket and underwear, and slowly lays down next to me.
"...... even if you don't take it off."
"You're going to take it off anyway, aren't you? Or are you not feeling well tonight?"
"No, it's not like that. ......"
"......"
"Hey, mate."
"......"
"I'm talking about the Ramallon Imperial Guard."
"......"
"I have a pretty good idea what Almond is trying to do. Perhaps a purge?
"I was a petty officer in the Imperial Guard. I have been out of the army for a long time. I don't know what's going on.
"But you know Ramallon better than I do. Besides, I'm curious about what Almond said.
"......ts!"
I put my hand on her back. I move my hand slowly up and down, and her body jerks and waves. I gently stroke her ass with my palm and poke it slowly with my fingers.
"Ugh,...... d*mn it,......,that's,......."
"Oh, sorry. Let's not do that."
"Ugh. ......."
Matkal's face is bright red as she grips the chest of my pajamas with great force. She slowly shakes her face from side to side.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I just don't want to see or hear too much blood. If we don't, there's going to be a lot of blood. ......"
"Phew, ha ...... ha ...... ha ...... ha ......."
I can see Matkal's body temperature slowly rising. I ask Matocal in his ear, "Can you tell me something, just a little bit? I whisper in his ear. She nodded her head. I hug her body tightly .......