My Ex-Fiancée Is the Female Lead in the Romance Novel - Chapter 22



22 – Barbarians (2)

Elysia was alone in her room, contemplating.

What is the reason why the chieftain of the Arit tribe gave the period of migration?

Seria thought she was a barbarian at heart, so she came to the negotiating table. When she first got into politics, it was never easy for her, but she still thought she could handle it.

But she was very different, even though her thoughts and reality were different.

The chieftain of the Arit people was a superior man than I thought. She had a conversation that was incomparable to her own, and she exercised a degree of control and dominance that allowed her to take the lead and see what was going on within her own sphere.

She wondered if it was all her chieftain’s intention for her to meet the child and learn that her empire was carrying on the Arit slave trade.

“No… That’s too much of a leap.”

Elysia muttered to herself.

What the chief of the Arit tribe wants is the fundamental extermination of slave traders. But is he really unaware that it is impossible to fundamentally eradicate slave traders in the current situation of the empire?

Elysia thought that couldn’t be the case. But then, in effect, the chieftain of the Arit tribe declared war on invading the empire.

The Empire can’t afford to pay attention to the Arit people on the eastern front right now. There is no way that the military, which is in a hurry to stop the monster wave coming from the north, can afford to send more soldiers to the east, and it is not so good to deal with pirates from the south right now.

And even if I were to gather the privates of each local lord, I don’t know how long it would take.

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No, are they really going to hand over their enlisted soldiers? Since her father was unable to exercise any power of leverage, Elysia’s older brothers had to assemble the nobles.

However, Elysia knew that it would be impossible to gather all of the lords’ armies in an empire that was divided here and there like bean flour.

There is nothing crueler than making impossible demands and forcing her to meet them.

Elysia thought she couldn’t help it and put her fan down on her desk with a noise.

In front of her was a piece of paper on which she wrote down various thoughts.

Elysia was well aware that the various measures written there were completely ineffective. So she grabbed her own hair by her chimmy, her resentment.

Of course she didn’t want her hair messed up, so she didn’t pull it out. But realizing that her hair was already tousled from being caught, Elysia tapped her desk once for no reason.

Elysia did not know that she had solved this problem easily and without any damage in some other parallel world. Rather, it may be impossible for her to solve this problem because she equates the chieftain of the Arit tribe with an imperial man who is too calculating and businesslike.

In the end, there weren’t that many options for Elysia to choose from. It was a ray of hope, but she, Elysia, she once again reviewed her handwriting that she had written herself earlier.

“Pasilion… Trea…”

Elysia read aloud the part where the names of the families that could help her in some way were listed. It wasn’t a very meaningful action. However, Elysia wanted to say something out of her mouth because of her frustration.

“And Lombardi…”

Elysia recalled what Duke Flair had said earlier.

Alicia said she didn’t come here alone, she asked them to tell them if she figured out something or had a plan or idea she wanted to implement.

They said that they were followers of Elysia and would do it together if Elysia ordered it.

Elysia wrote a letter to the Marquis of Lombardy and others. It seems that Duke Flair is also trying to reach out to her own connections, so she hopes that Elysia will be able to get some help from her through her own short connections. Wrote a letter of

Speedy is the key to this letter. Perhaps the Arit people will not even prevent themselves from contacting the outside world anymore.

Duke Flair, a magician, can quickly send a letter to the capital, so Elysia went to Duke Flair with the letter she had written.

Elysia wished in her heart that among the people who received this letter, there would be someone who would actively help them.

* * *

“Haa…”

Befitting one of the most famous cafes in the capital of an empire, it was crowded with people. I could barely keep up with my body trying to be swept away in the flood of so many people that I couldn’t even tell who was who.

I went out for the first time in a while to avoid Lady Seria and Lady Rosemary, who were sure to come as soon as I woke up in the morning. All of the normal work of the upper ranks is handled inside the mansion these days, so there’s not much going out.

I don’t know if I can count how many hands I’ve had since I’ve gone out for nothing.

As the saying goes, hiding a person among people is the most effective way to hide a person, so there are so many people, so not many people recognize me, who has recently become a celebrity.

And since the few people I recognized didn’t speak to me directly, they were all whispering from a distance, so I was able to experience a honey-like rest after a long time.

I was intoxicated with the comfortable feeling I hadn’t felt in a while, so I invited the escort warrior standing next to me to take a seat.

“No. I am comfortable standing.”

“Really? Too bad. It’s a bit lonely with no one in front…”

The escort driver was still standing there unmoving, as if he had not heard the words I muttered behind his back. I didn’t feel the need to ask him to sit down anymore, so he immediately turned his head away.

“Really? Then I will sit down.”

But when I saw the person sitting in front of me, I felt a contortion in my expression.

* * *

“Cesar is not at the mansion.”

“Really?”

Seria could easily tell from those words that Cesar had left the mansion because he did not want to see her and Lady Rosemary. If it wasn’t for that, there would be no way Cesar, who knew for certain that they would come, would not be in the mansion.

“I can’t help it today.”

With those words, Lady Rosemary turned around with a regretful expression. Seeing her like that, Seria called for joy in her heart.

Seria thinks there aren’t that many places Cesar can go. So, from now on, she plans to travel around the capital to find Cesar.

Her chances are not very high, but if she meets César, Seria will get the chance to talk with César alone for the first time in a long time.

“Lady Argenta, don’t do anything strange and enter the mansion. You can come back tomorrow anyway, so I’ll go back to the mansion.”

Lady Rosemary’s words could not be heard by Seria.

Seria was confident in her own way.

She knew that César didn’t dislike it when she was dressed up like her at the last imperial ball, but she liked her natural attire a bit more. That’s why Seria came out in a simple outing outfit with a simple dress as much as possible today.

So confident in her own appearance, she was a little excited that if she just found her César, she’d be able to fall back into herself again. Of course, there was a high possibility that it was just her misunderstanding, but Seria did not particularly recall such a situation.

The first place Seria visited was the shop of the Bereng Merchant located in the center of the empire. However, Seria did not find any trace of Cesar there. She was the most likely place because Cesar often visited, but after confirming that this was not the case, Seria immediately moved her steps to the next place.

The next place Seria visited was Blendia, a cafe located in the center of the capital as well.

Seria thought the odds weren’t very high since Blendia was always overflowing with people, but her expectations were pleasantly wrong.

Despite the crowds of people in Blendia, Seria was able to easily find Cesar wearing a cloak.

Ceria walked towards Cesar as if she was possessed. How should she say her first words to Cesar, whom she has not seen in a long time? What should she do to make herself look prettier? As she turned to César, thinking about such things, she felt that her time was passing many times faster.

She was Seria who had no idea what she was going to say during what felt like an instant.

“It’s a bit lonely with no one in front…”

When César’s murmurs were heard by her, Seria instantly thought of what to say herself.

“Really? Then I will sit down.”

Then Seria could see Cesar’s expression contort.