ONE COULD BE THE KING OF ANOTHER WORLD
Volume 1 (Ch 1 FINANCIAL PROBLEMS KINGDOM )

After the king explained everything. The throne was handed over to David Mashlow.

It takes place in the capital of Moniyan kingdom, swan.

The city is the capital, the residence of the Moniyan royal king, the swan castle. A capital has risen up around the swan castle, and the circular walls that surround it remind us of the city that lived in medieval Europe. The roofs in the castle are noble and uniformly orange in color, and this matches the classic image of the city.

Swan Castle is in the middle, connected by the north, south, east and west gates through a large street that is always busy with carriages and large wild beasts. In addition to the main large streets, there were also countless small cobblestone streets that gushed out from the castle, and these small streets were connected by even smaller streets. Seen from the north, it would resemble a spider web, or perhaps a crab, these streets lined up on both sides with the merchants, and they were always busy.

As today is a holiday, and also the first holiday since the new king, David (although, with the coronation ceremony yet to take place, he is technically only the king's official), has been granted the throne, the king has not yet been given the throne, the market is even busier than usual. The king's succession has caused tension in the castle town for a while, but once they hear that the throne has been handed over to the summoned hero, and under that former king, Albert, the, having announced his resignation of his own accord, and that David was betrothed to the daughter of lescia, the daughter of the former king, the confusion subsided.

Since the former king had reigned through "loving," the rumor settled into:

"Yes, the pressure seems to be really on him. I'm glad he has weight off his shoulders now."

"He'll be calm now. It's best for everyone this way,"

People's interpretation of what happens as a great benefit. It seems that the lethargic attitude of the king is in harmony with the national character. After ascending the throne to him, David worries that a resistance movement may rise to a sudden change, but he is a little disappointed when it never happens. After all, it was a peaceful day in Swan as people of many races ran their businesses.

As if cutting through that peaceful afternoon, a white horse galloped over the rocks.

The horse was driven by a beautiful young girl in a red military uniform who seemed to be able to get out of The Rose of Varsailles. She was sixteen or seventeen years old with white skin, platinum blonde hair that decomposed behind her in the wind. His tight uniform pressed the lines of his balanced body.

A beautiful girl riding a white horse made for beautiful scenery in her own way. The people she passed on the way sighed in admiration, which turned into cheers when they realized that she was the daughter of their country.

"Congratulations on your engagement, princess!"

"May you be happy!"

People sent him their warm messages, without knowing how he felt about the matter. Of course, it was impossible to hear it now.

"Dad, mother ... Please, congratulations!" She, Liscia Swan, whispered to herself with a sad expression on her face.

"Dad! What does this mean ? "Tail Liscia, raising her voice as she looked in front of him.

The king's bedroom, it was a room large enough that still a large-sized bed did not dominate, and each piece of furniture was beautifully designed. Originally, this room was supposed to be the private place of the royal couple, so it was supposed to be handed over to David when he ascended the throne, but David did not want to start the trouble of moving on, so it was supposed to be left to David when he took the throne, so he had given permission for the former royal couple to stay, and they were still using it. David, incidentally, had brought a simple bed to the government affairs office and slept there.

As Lescia ran into the room, panting, she was greeted by the sight of her parents not elegantly enjoying tea on the balcony, but also dipping scones into the cream, he lifted it into each other's mouths, and said:

"Yes."

and feed each other.

Lescia fell to the ground, but quickly stood back up, walking towards the former king, Albert, with anger in his eyes.

"Dad, when I heard your throne has been usurped, I rushed back from my patrol outside the capital! So, why do I now find you feeding each other without a care in the world ?!"

Lescia, in addition to her title as princess (after abdication, she is now engaged to the new king ), has also graduated from the officer school and holds the rank of officer in the army. He was not particularly high in rank, but due to his high birth, he was often assigned to attend royal army funerals, or with other missions of a special nature. This time, he was on a regional patrol, so after hearing his father's resignation, he rushed to the capital.

"There is no feeling, really, I abdicate of my own accord, "He said calmly.

"Why did you suddenly do that !?"

"I became convinced that this man would be a better king for this nation than I am. This is a decision I came to as a person entrusted with this country, and I take full responsibility for it. I won't tolerate objections."

At one point, Lescia saw the dignified authority of the man who, until recently, had a nation on his shoulders, and found himself unable to resist any further. "Uhh ... But how can you break off my engagement without consulting me?"

"You can talk about it among yourself. Her engagement was something I forced her to start with. If you don't want it, I doubt Mr. David will force the matter."

"Motheeeer!" Lescia yelling. She asks her mother for help, but Elisha just smiles.

"Meet Mr. David for yourself first. This is your life, so you have to decide what to do yourself. Whatever your decision, we respect it."

Even without a straw to grasp, Lescia's shoulder slumped.

He left the former royal couple's room and walked quickly across the palace.

It had been several weeks since he left this palace for his regional patrol. Something about the palace that he had been avoiding for several weeks caught his attention. Many of the escapees ran ... The guards, the servants, the bureaucrats, even the ministers ... Everyone and anyone ran. The sight of the fat ministers running around and panting with sweat on their foreheads was so real that he could only see, dumbfounded.

Never been like this before. The castle he remembered was a place so relaxed that it felt as if time was flowing more slowly there. The servants, the ministers ... Everyone would walk slowly, and so quietly you could hear the palace guards practicing in the courtyard from anywhere in the palace. Didn't Lescia join the academy of officers because she was fed up and tired of that atmosphere?

But what now? Wherever he went in the castle, the sound of footsteps echoed.

Seriate...