Konjiki no Moji Tsukai Chapter 11

Marione scowled at Ornoth, who had interjected, ready to kill him.

“To begin with, why is a ≪Taboo≫ like you here! You‘re just—”

“Shut up!”

“!?”

A sudden bellow. The atmosphere became stiff from Eveam‘s shouted words. She glared fiercely at Marione.

“Are you defying the Demon Lord‘s order?”

“Grr…. Hmpf!”

He left the room with a snort.

“Shouldn‘t you be stopping him, Your Highness?”

She showed a faint smile to Shublars‘ question.

“N- No… My conviction will not falter.”

Then Aquinas, silent until now, spoke.

“He has a short temper, but that‘s just his own way to worry about the future of the ‚Evila‘.”

Of course he meant Marione.

“I know.”

“His wife and child were killed by the ‘Gabranth’.”

Orneth quietly closed his eyes. Eveam clenched her fist frustrated by looking at him. She understood had Marione held an extraordinary grudge because of that incident. Still, she believed it to be wrong to dominate out of hatred.

“You are dismissed for today.”

Looking the complete opposite from before, she left the place spiritless and heartbroken together with Kiria. The others left one by one too, only leaving Aquinas and Ornoth behind.

“Don’t take it to heart. As I said just now, Marione just has a short temper.”

Ornoth inadvertently smiled on the sudden words from Aquinas.

“No, I’m more worried about Her Highness.”

“…?”

“What do you think about her ideals?”

“….I think it’s naive. Too naive.”

“…..”

“However,”

“Mh?”

“If a world without grief really exists, I would like to see it.”

“…Yeah.”

“But as long as we’re the only ones striving for it, it will be futile.”

“You’re right.”

“…Someone.”

“Mh?”

“If there was someone unbiased against races who could act as a mediator…”

“It’s not feasible for Her Highness?”

“It’s impossible for the princess… no, Her Highness on her own. Besides, she’s the representative of us ‘Evila’.”

“Right. We need someone that is neither affiliated with the ‘Humas’, ‘Gabranth’, ‘Pheom’ and ‘Evila’. He could act as a mediator.”

“Now that’s idealistic.”

“Still, you’ll continue to support Her Highness, right?”

“Yeah.”

“And I swore to support you back then.”

“……How duteous.”

Giving each other a faint smile, they stood up from their seats. Aquinas thought:

(A mediator… That’s really idealistic.)