Even Makoto was a bit surprised by Mirellia's sudden flattery. He looked down at this woman standing at the front of the army formation and asked, "Your husband and daughter both died at my hands. Don't you hate me?"
Mirellia straightened up, her expression calm. "In response, my lord, I have already thoroughly investigated the matter. Previously, it was the church people who were disrespectful to you. I was also quite opposed to the church's excessive involvement in state affairs, but my foolish husband overly trusted the church, which led to their misunderstanding with you."
Mirellia's voice was unhurried, as if she had prepared her words in advance. "They deserved what they got."
Makoto didn't speak. He watched her with interest.
"As for Malty—"
Mirellia paused, a flash of disdain crossing her eyes. "I am very familiar with her vicious personality. I had originally planned to send her to another country as a tool for a political marriage. It was only because she proposed to serve as the Brave Hero's guide that I temporarily let her off."
Mirellia sighed. "I never expected that while I was abroad on diplomatic business, such a thing would happen."
After speaking, Mirellia bowed again. As she bent over, those two plump mounds, which even her armor couldn't fully cover, sagged with the motion.
The armor leaves were stretched taut, the edges digging into her soft skin. The visual effect was even more astonishing than before.
"Hereby, I offer my sincere apologies to you, my lord. I beg you to forgive the Kingdom of Melromarc."
"You're lying!"
Iris, who had originally been far in the rear, ran to the front of the army formation. She pointed at Mirellia's nose, her light blue eyes full of anger. "If you came to apologize, why did you bring an army?"
In Iris's view, this woman Mirellia was a complete fox... saying one thing and doing another.
Although the two sides were still allies at the moment, she was incessantly flattering Makoto, the enemy.
It was obvious that she had seen she couldn't win and had chosen to switch sides on the spot.
Mirellia didn't even glance at Iris. She straightened up, her gaze passing over Iris's head and landing on Makoto's face on the city wall.
"To express my country's apology, allow me to first offer a preliminary gift to the Heavenly Being."
Her right hand flipped, pulling a folding fan from her wide sleeve. She swung it sharply.
A crescent-shaped ice blade shot from the fan's edge, emitting a sharp, piercing sound.
The edge of the ice blade shimmered with an eerie blue cold light. It flew straight toward the nearby king of Belzerg.
The king of Belzerg's eyes widened like saucers. His pupils reflected the approaching ice blade. He couldn't react at all.
Claire, Kyouya, and the others were in similar situations. They were completely caught off guard by this sudden turn of events. None of them had expected that their ally would suddenly attack their own king.
Iris wanted to stop it, but she was also too late. She could only watch helplessly as that ice blade headed for her father's neck.
A deep blue Susanoo arm surged from beside Makoto.
A magatama condensed in the gigantic palm, spinning as it flew out and precisely striking that ice blade.
With a 'boom', ice chips scattered, landing on the king of Belzerg's armor with faint 'tink' sounds.
The king of Belzerg's face turned deathly pale. He nearly fell from his horse.
Iris let out a long breath of relief. Her chest heaved a few times. She turned her head to look at Mirellia, the anger in her eyes burning even hotter.
Mirellia didn't look at her. She turned her head to look at Makoto. "My lord, why is that?"
In her view, wasn't the reason Makoto started the war against the Belzerg Kingdom simply because he wanted to become king?
If so, why did he stop her?
Makoto looked down at her and said with some amusement, "You might have misunderstood. I'm not interested in the position of king."
At the end of the day, everything he did was just to complete the main quest formulated by the Reincarnation System, and incidentally find a place to set up a base camp.
In the real world, he was already the ruler of a country. What was there to seize in a tiny country like Belzerg?
Mirellia's smile didn't change, but her brain CPU was running at full speed.
'Was he testing me? Or was he really not interested in the throne?'
But no matter how hard she racked her brains, she wouldn't guess that Makoto did things purely based on his mood. He was simply someone who did things for fun.
At least in this world, that was his style of behavior.
But regardless, after witnessing his power, she had already decided. No matter what Makoto's purpose was, she would just flatter him.
Thinking this, Mirellia took her youngest daughter Melty's hand and bowed.
"The Kingdom of Melromarc is willing to serve the Heavenly Being with utmost loyalty."
All the players looked at each other in bewilderment.
'Wow. Surrendering so quickly. They sure are good.'
Shiho stood on the city wall, her arms crossed, looking down at that woman below who had surrendered without a second thought. She said quietly, "Now that's a smart person."
The king of Belzerg glared fiercely at Mirellia.
'Damn it. If Nishikawa Makoto hadn't acted just now, this woman would have killed me.'
If Makoto weren't still here, he would have loved to cut off this poisonous woman's head himself.
Suddenly, the king of Belzerg felt someone tug at his coat.
He looked down and saw Iris looking up at him with a serious face.
"Father, surrender."
The king of Belzerg pressed his lips tightly.
He looked at the man on the city wall, who showed no signs of fatigue at all. Then he looked at the traitorous ally who had already knelt on one knee to show submission.
Finally, he looked at his own soldiers, one after another foaming at the mouth and rolling their eyes back.
After letting out a long sigh, the king of Belzerg took off his sword, threw it on the ground, and knelt on one knee facing Axel.
…
Two days later.
The residents of Axel returned.
Luna led a group of Adventurer's Guild members to the city gate. Looking at the crowds coming and going inside, she breathed a sigh of relief.
'It seemed the war was truly over.'
But as soon as Luna and her group entered the city, they discovered a large number of soldiers still gathered in the city. Not just from Belzerg, but also soldiers from the neighboring country, Melromarc.
'Wh-what was going on?'
'Why were soldiers from two different countries gathered in Axel?'
Dust, the blond adventurer who had previously suggested an idea to Makoto, summoned his courage and asked a soldier for information.
The answer he received was... the war was over, and the reason the army was still there was to hold a ceremony for the alliance between the Belzerg Kingdom and the Kingdom of Melromarc.
Not only that, a new palace had been built in the center of Axel.
It was a replica of the Nishikawa Palace from the real world, built by Makoto's group.
Because of the rush, its scale was completely inferior to the genuine one in the real world.
But that was fine. Makoto didn't have high demands for accommodations anyway. Besides, he was almost done having fun here and didn't plan to stay long.
In front of the palace, the king of Belzerg and Queen Mirellia stood side by side at a long table covered with red velvet cloth.
Representatives from the Belzerg Kingdom and the Kingdom of Melromarc stood on either side. The guards on the flanks stood solemnly holding their scepters.
After the representatives of the two countries signed, sealed, and exchanged the documents, completing the entire process, the king of Belzerg took a golden seal from his pocket and placed it on the table.
Mirellia also took a seal symbolizing the supreme authority of the Melromarc royal family from her sleeve and placed it next to it.
Yu stepped forward, picked up the two seals with both hands, turned around, and knelt on one knee facing Makoto.
"Congratulations, Senpai. You may now declare yourself emperor!"
The hall fell silent for a moment. Everyone's gaze fell on Makoto.
Makoto, the only one sitting in the hall, looked at the two seals in Yu's hand. After a few seconds, he smiled and shook his head. "Forget it. I'm already tired of being king in the real world."
Makoto turned his head to look at Iris and Melty, standing at the side of the hall. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Let them take the throne."
The king of Belzerg was stunned for a moment, then nodded with an overjoyed expression.
To be honest, even if Makoto had directly let the Teddy Devil and the Rabbit Devil become kings, they wouldn't have dared to object.
Having their own direct descendants inherit the throne was already a pie falling from the sky.
However, unlike the relatively naive king of Belzerg, Mirellia didn't believe there was such a good thing. "For you to be so generous, my lord, do you have any further requests?"
"Not really. I just want to experience what it's like to be a regent."
He was already tired of being king in the real world. He wanted to try something new.
Just like every time he tormented Shinichi, Aki Tomoya, and those other damnable male protagonists. He didn't like playing the same game twice.
And upon hearing the words 'regent', Yu, who had been diligently studying Chinese history in recent years, immediately thought of that legendary man, Dorgon. He felt that he had understood Makoto's intentions.
Mirellia's brow furrowed slightly, but she didn't dare to go against Makoto's wishes. She lowered her head respectfully and said, "The Kingdom of Melromarc is willing to follow the orders of the Regent."
Yu stood up from the ground and returned the two seals to Iris and Melty respectively.
And as he passed by Mirellia, Yu quietly slipped something into her hand.
On it were written word... 'Trojan'. But because it was a name from the real world, Mirellia didn't recognize it.
(Note: It's the condom Ran had bought before, but Yukiko had stolen it.)
Mirellia looked down at the small box, full of question marks. She had no idea what it was.
She would study it after the ceremony was over.
Thinking this, Mirellia tucked the small box into her sleeve, still wearing an appropriate smile on her face.
Because of Makoto's last-minute decision, the original alliance ceremony turned into an inauguration ceremony for the two new queens.
Yu stepped forward and shouted, "Salute to the esteemed Regent!"
The two little queens turned their heads to look at Makoto, the only one sitting in the hall. They pinched their skirts with both hands and bowed slightly.
Yu couldn't help frowning. He didn't feel this gesture was very loyal.
Down below, the countless citizens who had come and gone, including Wiz, Luna, and the succubi, were all completely dumbfounded.
'What was going on?'
…
In Makoto's room.
A knock came at the door.
"Pops, can I come in?"
After experiencing the war, Iris's way of addressing him had changed.
He had initially wanted Iris and Melty to call him 'Dad', but considering that there were quite a few girls around him who already called him that, he decided to change it.
Melty was still a bit shy, but Iris was already used to it.
After all, he had saved her father's life, which had greatly improved Iris's opinion of him.
"Come in."
Iris pushed the door open and entered. She had changed into her everyday white dress. A strand of her blonde hair was braided into a small braid, hanging down over her chest.
She looked left and right, as if searching for something, and finally her gaze landed on Makoto.
"Pops, I heard that fox Mirellia came to see you."
Iris walked to the desk, braced her hands on its edge, leaned her body forward, and brought her small face closer.
Makoto's eyes rolled. "She just left."
Iris nodded, then puffed out her cheeks angrily. "Pops, don't let that woman trick you. I don't think she's a good person."
As she spoke, Iris counted off on her fingers, listing Mirellia's faults one by one.
She felt that the woman had had ulterior motives when she sought an alliance with Belzerg. And stabbing her ally in the back before the war was even over... she had no trustworthiness at all.
"That woman is called the Fox of Melromarc. Pops, you need to guard against her."
Makoto smiled and said, "That's how all politicians are. Now that you're queen, you'll experience this kind of thing too."
Iris's cheeks puffed up even more. "If that's the case, Pops, you should just sit in this position."
"Not interested."
Makoto waved his hand. "Besides, I don't like playing politics. My logic is my reason."
Iris rolled her eyes.
But upon careful thought, what Makoto said also made sense.
When you are as powerful as he is, you don't need to play all those indirect games. You can just act directly.
When Iris left, she got to the door, then looked back at him. "Pops, make sure to guard against Mirellia. That fox is the best at lying."
Makoto smiled and nodded. "Okay, okay, I know."
Iris's expression improved a bit. She took a step out, then came back. "Pops, I'm going to go play with Hana and the others. Are you coming?"
"I still have things to do. You go ahead."
Iris's face fell. The corner of her mouth turned down.
She walked toward the door, looking back every few steps. She dawdled for half a minute, refusing to leave.
Makoto's right hand secretly tightened on the armrest. He smiled and asked, "What? Do you need a hug before you go?"
Iris's face flared red. She pulled a face at Makoto.
"I don't want one!"
With that, Iris's skirt hem flicked around the door frame, and she was gone.
Makoto breathed a sigh of relief, 'She was finally gone.'
He looked down and met Mirellia's eyes, full of mischief.
The Queen of Melromarc released the dragon from her mouth. The corner of her eye curved into a mischievous arc. The tip of her tongue rubbed back and forth over the dragon's eye.
He slapped her on those plump mounds, producing a crisp sound. "Why did you suddenly speed up?"
Mirellia straightened up, licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, and gave him a flirtatious look. "You don't like it?"
Makoto lifted her onto the desk. The papers scattered all over the floor.
He pushed her skirt up, and Mirellia's legs naturally wrapped around his waist.
"I like it. And you're going to like it even more in a moment."
As the Isekai Version of Dorgon, of course he couldn't let go of this Isekai Version of Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang.
They say that even Dorgon couldn't handle a woman who was divorced with kids.
But Makoto says, 'I'm not responsible, so what am I afraid of?'