Warehouse Battle (1)

It seemed this area was reserved for wealthy passengers. Many of them wore flashy clothes. Two familiar men were in the restaurant.

(Carnel and the royal envoy. So they were aboard, too.)

They were sitting together on a luxurious-looking sofa, drinking expensive liquor. The Bird G Summon flew closer, perched on a lamp, and listened in. Viscount Carnel glanced at the Bird G Summon when it suddenly flew over, but quickly looked away. He didn't seem to care.

"His Majesty is certainly making things difficult. Recommending a member of the Academy faction for Minister of Justice, of all things."

"Quite so."

(Hm? The Academy faction?)

"That position should have been ours. We must see to it that the Deputy Minister of Justice becomes minister."

The royal envoy was complaining to Viscount Carnel, already quite drunk. Allen had started listening in partway through their conversation, so he didn't know what they were talking about. He strained to catch their words and make sense of them.

Apparently, the post of Minister of Justice would be vacant next year. It had been decided that a noble from a faction known as the Academy faction would take the position. They were talking about overturning that decision through court politics.

"Still, just thinking about Lord Granvelle's face makes the liquor go down."...