The stars, but they become the gray wind

"Phew... That was a close call. If I had been seen, I would have been recognized." Dorothy adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose and trotted quickly to catch up with the maids who were going away.

On the other side of the corridor of the palace, Anjie was also doing her daily cleaning with a large group of maids holding cleaning tools.

Angel took out a wrung-out rag from the bucket, pressed it against the window glass next to her, and wiped it gently. At this moment, she saw two familiar figures talking in a room with open curtains in the diagonal corner of the window not far away.

"Hmm... what is that?" Anjie stared at the window. Prince Richard, with his signature red hair, was talking to the Indian-looking man who attacked her at B52 Chestnut Lane.

"That man is..." When Anjie tried to decipher Prince Richard's lip movements, the man he was talking to seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around to look at the window where Anjie was.

The perceptive Ange immediately squatted down before the other person turned his head and looked at the window. So, when the perceptive man with an Indian face looked at the window where Ange was, he only saw an empty window with no one in it.

After a while, Anjie stuck her head out and confirmed that no one was in the room. She picked up the cleaning tools beside her and quickly left the corridor.

Inside the Japanese Embassy in London, Doctor Qian Yilin was reporting regularly to the Japanese ambassador in front of him.

"Long time no see, Chise. This time I'll just get straight to the point."

"I wonder what the Republic thinks of this incident?"

The ambassador, whom Chiyo called Horikawa, asked Chiyo.

"Well... the Republic has decided to take a wait-and-see approach for now and refrain from making excessive speculation about the true mastermind behind this. We intend to gather sufficient intelligence before making any further decisions."

"I see... Then what about the kingdom?"

"This... I don't know either." Faced with this question, Qianshi was stunned for a moment before continuing.

"What follows is merely my personal opinion. I'm afraid... the royal family is far from being monolithic."

"I see. It seems that no country can avoid internal strife after all." The ambassador in front of Chise sighed.

"Qianshi, you have to understand that we are frogs in a well. While we were still conquering and plundering land on this resource-deficient island, we were completely left behind by the world."

"We are also an island nation, but in Albion's eyes, a country like ours is just a small country that is not worth mentioning."

“Even if there’s a major shakeup at the top of this country and our current situation changes, it’s still difficult to break free from the constraints of our environment.”

"As for Al Yien's strength, perhaps we should learn from it." The ambassador in front of Qianshi gave Qianshi a serious advice.

.........

In a villa in central London, Yuuki Carisi and Aze watched the conversation between Chise and the Japanese ambassador to the Kingdom of Albion, whose name was Horikawa, transmitted back by the drone.

"Putting aside those radical militarists, at least the ambassador himself is quite self-aware."

"However, being aware of the current situation of one's own country is one thing, but being able to suppress the emerging militarism after developing by imitating the other party's system is another matter." Yuki criticized mercilessly.

"Obviously, given the current situation in Japan in this world, the probability of them being able to suppress the momentum of domestic militarism after they develop is almost negligible. As an island country lacking resources, and under the premise that the world has been divided up by European powers, if they want to obtain resources, they will inevitably engage in foreign aggression. Once foreign aggression is launched for resources, the momentum of militarism will only grow stronger." Carlisle summarized the current situation of Japan in this world.

"It won't be long before Albion, now the world's hegemon, faces domestic turmoil. Those warmongers in the various powers will begin to lose their patience."

"And judging by the current momentum, it's only a matter of time before war breaks out between Japan in this world and the bear to the north."

"However, if they really can't suppress their militaristic thinking of foreign aggression in the future, I don't mind giving those guys a good beating to serve as a warning to others." Carlisle said in a deterrent tone.

"As for their neighbor to the north, if they can't overcome their thoughts and actions of foreign aggression, I don't mind turning that bear red in advance." Carisi projected a holographic projection of a world map, turning all the areas represented by the Tsarist Russia's territory red, and wrote four letters on the Tsarist Russia's territory and drew a symbol that everyone was very familiar with.

"As for these guys in Europe, they may just be a group of slightly troublesome scum to us. If some guys want to provoke a world war, I don't mind sending him and his army into the sky with missiles." Carly said as she drew a red cross on the area where Europe was located in the holographic projection.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Aze, I'll teach you how to use and replicate my teleportation abilities, and then you'll install an optical invisibility field on yourself."

"You may have to stay with that little princess for a long time. Your role will be as a personal guardian angel big sister who only she can see and communicate with."

"With Prince Edward gone, Mary is now the first in line to the throne, and an unqualified parent like the Duke of Normandy has put too much pressure on her. In such an environment, she will inevitably seek someone who can help her."

"And you... need to play the role of the guardian angel sent by God to her side, an angelic big sister who is invisible to others and can only be seen and touched by Mary."

In the palace, Dorothy, dressed as a maid, pushed a cart full of hot tea and snacks to Mary's door. The moment she heard the door open, Mary was so scared that she quickly put away what she was writing.

"Your Highness Mary, it's tea time. Please have some tea." Olivia led Dorothy, who was pushing a dining cart, into the room.

After seeing that the people who came in were Olivia and Dorothy, Mary breathed a sigh of relief, took out the letter paper she had just hidden under the table, trotted to the coffee table in front of Dorothy's food cart, and continued to work on the unfinished creation on the letter paper.

In the dining car next to her, Dorothy made a cup of tea and placed the cup filled with hot tea on the coffee table that Mary was using.

"Thank you, Miss Dorothea." Mary thanked Dorothy with a relaxed smile.

"Huh?" Dorothy was slightly surprised that Mary knew and remembered her name.

"I asked Olivia for the names of the new recruits. After all, I'm going to be under your care, so I want to remember everyone's names."

"Um...please take care of me." Mary said to Dorothy with a somewhat shy expression.

Seeing the innocent Mary, Dorothy, who had always made lying and deceiving others' trust her life as a spy, felt healed.

"Yes, Your Highness Mary," Dorothy responded gently.

.........

After Mary finished her afternoon tea, Dorothy pushed the food cart out the door. After closing the door behind her, Dorothy recalled Mary's innocent expression as a child.

"What a good child... I want to pamper her." Dorothy held her cheeks with both hands and muttered in a somewhat infatuated manner.

At night, hundreds of royal dignitaries were holding a party in a banquet hall in the royal palace. On an empty balcony outside the hall, Richard, away from the hustle and bustle of the banquet hall, lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely.

At this moment, the glass door behind him opened, and Charlotte, dressed in a dress, also walked onto the balcony and looked at her unfathomable brother.

"You're here, Charlotte, I've been waiting for you." Richard, who was leaning against the railing, turned around and took the cigarette in his mouth with two fingers.

"What do you want to say to me?" Charlotte asked Richard in front of her with a hint of caution.

"I think you have almost thought about how to answer the previous question?" Richard asked in an emotionless voice.

"Before you answer, I want to ask you something, brother." Charlotte said as she slowly walked to the railing and placed her hands on the marble railing a few meters away from Richard.

"Huh? What?"

"Brother, what is your purpose?" Charlotte turned her head and asked Richard seriously.

"In other words, you plan to decide whether to agree based on my answer?"

"Brother, if what you said is true, then by using such dirty and shameful means, what exactly do you want to change in this country?"

After hearing Charlotte's question, Richard did not rush to answer immediately. He just took a puff of the cigarette in his hand in silence and then answered slowly.

"This country? I haven't thought about it that way."

Hearing this answer, Charlotte's expression changed slightly.

"As for me, I want to correct the problems in this world." Richard's next answer surprised Charlotte.

"Revising the world?"

"Yes, you should know, Charlotte. The indigenous people of the New World, whose land and homes were taken away, began to organize armed resistance and fierce conflicts broke out with the colonists of Albion."

"However, this is just the tip of the iceberg. The colonies around the world are now like a huge powder keg. The revolution that took place in this country ten years ago has left a serious psychological trauma on those in power and rulers, making their attitude towards the impoverished people and other ethnic groups even worse. Ultimately, the illusion of a so-called peaceful Albion is long gone."

"So that's what I think. The arrogance of the nobles under the old order caused discord among the people. All ethnic groups should be more equal."

"So... have you ever said this to Brother Edward?"

Charlotte looked at Richard, who was not sure whether he was telling the truth or a lie, and asked a crucial question.

"Unfortunately, no. Edward is just that kind of person. Even if I told him, he would just scoff at it."

"By the way, I said I was optimistic about you. That was the truth, and you didn't deny me."

"I can feel the same atmosphere and thoughts from you as I do..." Richard paused and lowered his voice.

"Charlotte... you have no regard for royalty or rulers."

"..." Charlotte, whose secret was revealed, took a deep breath without making a sound.

"If it were you, you would probably agree with my idea. Of course, it's okay to kick me out to help your uncle, but I hope you can think carefully about what you want to achieve."

After this, Charlotte and Richard sat on the balcony in silence, staring at the several warships passing through the sky.

"Alas, some people always like to package their impure motives and selfish purposes as noble." After watching the conversation between Charlotte and Richard on the balcony transmitted by the drone, Carlisle commented.

"He packages his purpose of launching a military coup and establishing a military government and military dictatorship as serving the country and the people. If he really does it for the country and the people, then at least he has a legitimate reason. But even his own motives are not pure. How can a regime established in this way truly win the hearts of the people?" Yuki mercilessly belittled Richard, a guy with too big ambitions.

"Forget it. He's already becoming the clown we planned to nail to the historical pillar of shame. Once Aze has basically resolved the problem, we can truly demonstrate our presence and power to the world."

Calisi is not in a hurry to let the human civilization of this world know her true power. That requires a sufficiently suitable time, and at least for now, the four of them are not short of time.

Chapter 69: Aze playing feeding play with the little Loli?

At noon that day, in the back garden of the palace, Dorothy looked at Charlotte, who was sitting at the table with a heavy heart, and sighed.

"Still hesitating?"

"Not really."

"Why can't you make up your mind now?" Dorothy cried, secretly pouring a cup of hot tea for Charlotte and brought it to her.

"I've talked to Brother Richard..." Charlotte hesitated for a moment and decided to confess to her companion in front of her.

"I've always used the logic of inside and outside the wall to understand this country, but my brother might..."

"You mean to say he has a broader vision?" Dorothy continued, as Charlotte was beginning to hesitate.

"Even if he has a broad vision and lofty ideals, he's not the kind of person you can work with, is he?" Dorothy reminded Charlotte.

"Ah...yes."

"Charlotte, if you care, you can try to cooperate with him first." Angel, who was trimming flowers in the bushes nearby, suddenly interrupted the conversation.

"If you don't understand the other person's thoughts, then try to find the answer from within, right? If I were you, I would choose to do so."

"Huh?" Beat, who was beside Charlotte, looked at Ange with a confused look on her face as she made this suggestion.

"Spies like us would indeed choose to do so, but Ange, you also understand that it would be too chaotic to let the princess do that, right?" Dorothy objected to Ange's overly risky suggestion.

"If you really want to do that, why not just switch things up?" Dorothy suggested to Charlotte, who was still hesitant.

"The tall man who attacked us while searching for the bomb, I saw him with the Duke of Arkham. They are very likely in the same group." At this time, Anjie, who had been trimming the flowers with her back to the crowd, temporarily stopped what she was doing, turned around and revealed a piece of information that shocked everyone.

"What! Really?" Dorothy looked incredulous.

"Well, yes, so considering the princess's safety, I can temporarily impersonate her this time." Anjie suggested calmly.

"Oh... Really, your personality is so weird, isn't it? If you had this information, you should have told me earlier." Dorothy complained to Angel helplessly.

"Whatever? For now, try to delay responding to the Duke of Arkham's invitation and wait and see what happens. He probably wouldn't dare do anything too conspicuous inside the palace."

"And Ange, you too, should keep collecting enough intelligence. I don't know why you're so anxious. If you make mistakes due to your impatience, you'll end up losing both the wife and the army." Dorothy advised her companions in a critical tone.

"Uh..." Beat, who had been silent, was paying attention to Charlotte who was worried, Ange who was leaning against the flowers and seemed lost in thought, and Dorothy who was advising everyone to be more cautious like an old mother. Beat, who was not good at these overly complicated things, looked at them and didn't know what to say.

.........

In a conference room in the imperial palace, a large group of nobles and politicians dressed in gentlemen's attire sat around a conference table, all looking at the others at the table with dissatisfied expressions.

"Dismiss the Minister of the Interior, what nonsense are you talking about?" Looking at the suggestion submitted by one of the nobles, the Minister of Finance angrily questioned the noble sitting across the table with whom he had always been at odds.

"So, what do you think about His Royal Highness Edward's affairs? Apart from such a serious case and mistake, shouldn't the Home Secretary resign?" The noble duke opposite the Minister of Finance retorted sharply.

"The Kingdom of Albion, which was plunged into chaos by the revolution ten years ago, was able to be rebuilt and order was restored thanks to Home Secretary Qi Mioshijiusanshi. At this critical juncture, you want the Home Secretary to resign. Are you crazy?" In response to the attack from the noble duke, a colleague next to the Minister of Finance also expressed his support.

"Oh, I've never heard of such a law of amending one's mistakes in the kingdom." The noble duke sitting opposite the finance minister said provocatively.

"You only know how to talk like that. No wonder you're the last in Parliament." The Finance Minister mercilessly mocked the Duke.

"What did you say?! Say it again if you dare!" Feeling his dignity was insulted, the Duke shouted angrily at the Minister of Finance across the table.

"So, Your Highness Richard, what do you think?" A noble duke who had been tapping his fingers on the table asked loudly to Richard who was presiding over the conference table.

"Today you are sitting in that position as Her Majesty the Queen's agent, and I hope you can point out some guidelines."

"Well...it's true that my brother's death was probably due to my uncle's shortcomings and mistakes at work. But if I dismiss my uncle for this reason, there's no one capable of taking his place right now, right?"

"So let me handle this matter, right? I'll personally report to my uncle about the responsibility for the loopholes in the security work." Richard looked at the people at the conference table who disliked each other and began to skillfully smooth things over.

After hearing Richard's answer, the ministers and nobles at the table looked at each other. In the absence of a better way, they had no choice but to agree to Richard's proposal.

Qi Mio's dirty work (eight) abandoned the group of tools "bang!"

Accompanied by a gunshot, a wild duck flying in the sky let out a scream, fell from the air, and landed in the lake below.

"It fell into the lake?" The attendant behind him, seeing the wild duck falling into the lake, immediately let go of the leashes of the two hunting dogs in his hands. The two hunting dogs jumped into the lake and swam towards the wild duck's body floating on the lake.

"Beautiful hunting!" praised a noble duke who accompanied the Duke of Normandy here to hunt.

"That's so accurate, uncle!" Just as the Duke of Normandy was reloading his gun, a frivolous and ostentatious voice came from a distance.

"Huh?" The Duke of Normandy turned around and saw Richard, dressed in casual clothes and carrying a double-barreled shotgun on his shoulder, walking down the hillside slowly and coming in front of the Duke of Normandy.

"Can I come and play with you, too, Uncle?"