Ikavia has been "feeling" busy lately. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is not just a feeling, this kind of subjective judgment, in fact, she is indeed very busy.

Very

very

and extremely busy.

If there is a description, it is that she eats almost none, uses only medicines to maintain the necessary nutrients for the body, sleeps as short as possible, sleeps only two to three hours a day, and during the busiest period, she even gets only one hour and forty-five minutes of effective sleep in three days.

However, the most terrifying thing was that she didn't even feel the slightest tiredness in the midst of such a busy work, and the hunger pangs didn't visit her stomach too much—the potions used to replenish the nutrients also added a satiety effect. Perhaps, Heaven is fair, and this "full" life of nearly thirty days is like asking her to repay the idle days of the previous thirty days, when she collapsed in bed all day and was in a trance.

So it's all thanks to her.

"Tsk. With a sharp effort, the tip of the pen pierced through the thin sheet of paper, and more than half of the pen stabbed directly into the office desk carved out of the red birch.

- Thanks to that abominable imp.

"I'm not angry at all. The bruised tendons and bulging muscles of her bare forearms calmed down to their normal appearance in the time she uttered these words, and Ikavia shook her heroic eyebrows, hiding her bright brown pupils that exuded a hint of seductive charm under her eyelids, and exhaled softly, taking a break. When it comes to Ekavia's eyes, they are quite describeable, their depth and brilliance greater than the sum of the world's most luxurious diamonds, the most delicate emeralds, the most mysterious amethysts, the most enchanting opals, the most majestic rubies, and the freshest sapphires combined. Human eyes, in human culture, are described as precious things that transcend the existence of gemstones, and the charm of Ikavia's eyes can satisfy anyone's fantasies and pursuits, as well as anyone's dreams and searches.

That's the sum of all the good things imaginable.

Ekavia's eyes could have lived up to the descriptions.

However, there are a few other things here, and to summarize them all, the Divine never creates anything too perfect, and perfection is something that can only be reached by human effort.

Let's go back to the "Dictator of the Peninsula", "the Tyrant of the City of the Flower Moon", "the lackey of power, the slave of money", the "demagogic alchemist", the woman who bears these and other titles full of malice and disdain, the current lord of the city of Camerik in the City of the Flower Moon, the promoter of the "Peninsula Alliance", the chief consul of the Alliance, and the legendary figure of politicians, generals, warriors, mages, etc., who are full of conflicting identities, Ikavia Trodu. Throwing away these titles that take time to recite them once - in fact, it is inexplicably exciting to read them once, she is just an ordinary woman many times.

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It is "weak" - it can easily pull away the ancient longbow that three strong men who can open the mountain and cannot pull one of them with all their might;

and "weak" - his magical attainments have long surpassed the level of ordinary magicians, and if it is not limited by time and energy, it is enough to start his own school of magic;

"docile" - for no one in the whole peninsula dared to provoke her off, not even among the rest of the governors of the peninsular coalition parliament;

and "obedience" - the person who blatantly shouts at her, or tries to instruct her to do something, will almost within twenty-four hours fully understand his own stupidity......

An ordinary woman like this.

So, in conclusion, these traditional terms used to describe women are not at all suitable for a person like Ikavia, a strong and aggressive, thorough and critical "woman" who does not seem to find any intersection with the "ordinary woman" in any case.

Corresponding to "man" and "woman", the related attributes of the two genders may be more given by society and are something acquired, so it is not wise to simply use "not like a woman", "a woman who is different", and similar descriptions to describe Ikavia.

Like Ikavia, the brilliance of many people in focus tends to mask their own weaknesses, and the saying that everyone has weaknesses and things that they are not good at has not yet found a counterexample to refute, and in addition, too many "halos" can make people lose themselves, whether it is others or themselves, so the next is where the real value is explained.

"Hmm...... Hahaha...... Huh-huh...... Hehehe......" opened her eyes that had retracted a little brilliance, and Ikavia unhurriedly pulled out the pen inserted into the tabletop and threw it onto the map posted on the left side of the room, allowing it to "pop" again after a "bang" On the other side, the corners of the mouth began to twitch inadvertently, and what leaked out of it was the sound of a laugh but not a laugh, which seemed to be a little inappropriate, and the laughter was a natural laughter, not only did not have any sense of disobedience, but also was very beautiful by Ikavia's voice, like a smart and relaxed little song. And the point is that her face is unexpectedly expressionless except for the slight movement at the corner of her mouth, which is really "scary" with such a laugh.

"Whew...... Ha ha...... Hey, hey, hey...... I'm fed up......" The laughter died down, and Ikavia muttered something inaudible but presumably complaining, as she took another pen from the pen holder in the corner of the table that was the same as the previous one, with the only difference being that it was a pen studded with a ring of gold wire, and threw it back into the sea of papers on the table that were more than one person high.

Ikavia's weakness, or rather what she is not good at, is dealing with these small and complicated things, even repeating them many times. That's right, that's her biggest weakness, and probably doesn't match most people's impressions, politicians have always been good at dealing with this, but Ikavia is quite bad at it, and even hates it.

"Foolish mortals who make me all this trouble every day, you should all die!" Akavia lowered her head in despair, but there was no ambiguity in her hands, and the review of the report, the reply to the development proposal, the approval of the project, everything was handled in an orderly manner by the female lord who exuded a compelling negativity. Although I am very painful, objectively speaking, it is in this environment of being forced to do things that Ikavia has honed her rigorous government handling ability and accurate political vision.

I have to say that Ikavia can definitely be called a genius, and this genius is definitely not only manifested in politics.

But the genius's dilemma is that even if she shows her abilities and gains recognition as a genius, she still has to do the things she hates the most.

On the other hand, this is also the dilemma that genius dictators have to face.

“...... Your Excellency, Lord?" a slightly immature female voice came from outside the door, "...... Hmm, now ...... It's time to eat!" Finally, perhaps with a little courage, his voice was raised a little.

"Got it. Compared to the staccato and hesitation of the voice, Ikavia's response could be described as crisp and neat, she did not want to waste her already tight time on such a trivial matter, and she could not even count the documents to be processed. No, maybe it can? There are about 90 pieces of paper one centimeter thick, and each stack of documents is about 120 centimeters thick, and there are five "mountain of documents" like this on this table, so 90 times 120 and then 5, and the final result is 54,000 pieces! What, isn't it very simple! No, why do you count this?

Rubbing her swollen forehead, Ikavia sighed softly as she took the document that had "fallen" from the air. They were undoubtedly magical, and no matter what they thought, the female lord would not be stupid enough to rely on human power to fetch the top documents that were two meters above the ground, but if they were to rely on human power, then why pile them up so high? Even if they could reach the top, of course, it would be difficult to stand up and sit down.

It's all useless, boring, meaningless logic. I'm so empty that I need to use this way to get rid of my emotions? It's not like you, Ikavia.

"Come in. After quickly processing the three documents at hand, the final decision of the female lord was to take a break.

“...... That's great...... Ah no, no, no, I didn't say anything...... Then my lord, I'm in!" was relieved at first, then panicked at the feeling that she seemed to have said something wrong, and at last, the woman outside the door summoned up the same courage as before, and pushed the door open as if she had made a great deal of determination. The door to Ekavia's room was almost always hidden, and no one in this nameless castle would dare to approach the ornate gate without something of great importance or summons.

Ahhhh......h Zomia I miss you so much!!!!

Leaning her whole body back on the soft back of her chair in desperation, her hands hanging limply and her neck back, as if she wanted to vent the dullness of the past thirty days, Ikavia coughed lightly twice, and then.

"People are gone!"

The reason why such a roar resounded throughout the room - only the whole "room" was because the sound insulation was so good.

"No, I didn't mean to reproach you......" But immediately, Ikavia, who had maintained her previous position, had to tilt her head and say so.

The reasons are...... A poor maid dressed as a maid was startled by the sudden "terrible" speech of the female lord as soon as she stepped into the room, and was now trembling and curled up in a corner of the room, frightened too much while not forgetting to protect the tray in her hand - on it was Ikavia's "lunch".

"No, no, no......, no Is it my fault? No, ahhh......h I don't want to be ...... I don't want to be killed!

In the time when the maid did not react at all, the female lord who was far more mobile than ordinary people had already slammed into her body, and in an instant she had walked to the young maid like a little rabbit, and when the maid reacted that something was blocking the sun, Ikavia did something even more unimaginable.

She hugged the thin maid in front of her tightly.

"Collar ...... The leader ...... "In the face of the sudden intimate behavior of the female lord who was very different from her identity, the little maid's already tense nerves were finally broken, and she opened her mouth, just like the previous squeak, but she couldn't read out the rest of the content anyway.

Even so, her slender arm holding the tray did not relax.

"Don't call me lord, just call me by my name. Besides, I can't kill you for the slightest offense, really, am I really that terrible in the eyes of civilians? Or are you a special case?"

On her knees—fortunately, the "poor" little maid had not noticed this out of excessive fear and fright, and Ikavia changed her posture to fold her arms so that one arm was upward, and she slashed back to her shoulder and bare collarbone, while the other hand was withdrawn, slowly wrapping around like a snake and crawling up the handmaiden's arm as she picked up the tray.

Sure enough, it's a civilian little girl. The roughness of the skin can be used to verify your previous judgment. In fact, Ikavia had never seen such a girl in her team of handmaidens before—not noticing—because she had instructed Kyle to hire a group of maidens from among the commoners to serve as her maids two months earlier, and she had immediately run into the "hateful child", so it was normal that she had not seen her......

The sensory nerves relaxed all at once.

A long-lost "real smile" appeared on her face, but the smile changed its meaning in an instant, and the simplicity and innocence exuded by the girl in front of her made Ikavia want to play tricks on her.

Well, I'll just say something went wrong, it turns out that I've been so lonely since I gave the cute "Nightingale" to Leon's bastard boy.

Nodding thoughtfully, a rather malicious smile appeared on Ikavia's beautiful face. Thinking about it, he wanted to do it, and pressed his cheek closer, and a pair of red lips slowly approached the maid's earlobe, and on the other hand, the hand wrapped around the maid's arm was also uneasy, and began to stir gently at the wrist.

Still didn't react, was I scared stupid?

Oops, this mouth fetish is really cute, but, huh, hum...... What kind of little girl is a woman who has passed the age of thirty!

Finishing the review of herself, Ikavia licked her lips, and then.

"Ahh

"Eh

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't kill me......"

Uh-huh. It's so cute to bow and apologize!Ahem, I feel like I've overrelaxed my mentality, which isn't good, and the work is still piling up.

But what does it matter?

The initiator, Ekavia, had already "flew" back into her chair the moment the tray fell.

"You, look up. A soft but majestic voice, which was Ekavia's most common tone, "Well, that's good." ”

Looking at the little maid who slowly raised her head, she was already a little maid with a weeping face, probably only fifteen years old, and Ikavia felt that her bad taste seemed to be somewhat satisfied.

It's up to you as a substitute for Zomia. Although it is sad for this child to say this, oppression and obedience are the truths of this world, and no one can break them, unless they ......

With power.

Just like that man.

My heart beat faster, and I hummed, that's it, but it's been too long.

- I want a hug. No, it's not enough. No, it's not time yet.

It's not the time to beg for warmth and mercy as much as you want, no, far from it. There is still a long way to go, and on the other hand, the man has to take a much farther and farther road than himself.

I don't want to think too much about that man.

-- However, this line of thinking seems to mean something.

Ahh Like that man, it's fun to "add notes to your own ideas" like this.

The look at the corners of her mouth only lasted for a moment, and Ikavia made her gaze as gentle as possible, returning her attention to the girl in front of her. She knew that the girl was going to be by her side for a while, so, at least at first, maybe she should be a little gentle?

She's made her decision, and her decision never changes.

"I'm not going to punish you, let alone kill you. All you have to do is tell me your name. The words seemed to have a magical power, and the girl suddenly stopped sobbing and stared at Ikavia's eyes stupidly, "That's right, tell me your name." ”

If it was still the same reckless and cowardly appearance before, this child would never have made such a "rude" act no matter what, so it was my series of actions just now that had an effect, is she no longer so afraid of me?

No, no, no, this kid was just scared silly by me, tsk, it's pitiful.

"Your Lordship...... I don't ...... 'below' without a name!" came to his senses a little, and the basic response seemed to be able to be done, but the girl's strange self-name made someone like Ikavia who was quite skilled in kung fu almost laugh.

Another point is that I almost forgot that on this continent, civilians are not allowed to use surnames, and in many places, girls from poor families do not even have their own names.

First and Foremost ...... Is it?

"In that case, what would your family call you?" Ikavia's eyebrows twitched unconsciously as she remembered some not-so-pleasant memories.

"Lord Huiyu...... Family...... I don't have a family, I'm an orphan!" The tears that had been uncontained broke the embankment again, and it was a little cruel for a fifteen-year-old child to say it directly.

"Don't cry. It was more like a comfort than a command, and the next moment she said this, Ikavia had once again come to the girl's side, and once again hugged her with her tall and powerful body, "If you don't have a family, treat me as your family." ”

Time had to slow down in front of the female lord who was so determined.

"Wow...... Whoaaaa......a My lord!" As expected, the girl undoubtedly let go of all her guards and doubts, all her fears and uneasiness, and threw herself into the arms of the female lord, and began to weep bitterly without concealing it.

"And, like I said before, don't call me lord, just call me by my name. It doesn't matter if you're an adult or not, but of course, if you're in public, you still have to show me the respect you deserve. Pressing the girl's cheek to her chest, Ekavia's face was as kind and kind as a mother's, as warm as the sun.

However, this is only the surface. Behind that glowing face, Ikavia was thinking about something else.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with everything, but the abnormal place is so obvious.

So, if you're an Assassin and want to kill me, this is the best chance to kill.

While caressing the girl's back, he didn't let his guard down in his mind at all. In fact, Ikavia is a very cautious person at all times. The big guys are always very cautious, otherwise, they would certainly not have climbed to where they are today.

The Lords also have an inexplicable preference and wariness for the Assassins, who tend to be very fond of the "most effective" tool to achieve their own goals, and on the other hand, they also seem to have an innate sensitivity to the Assassins around them who want to kill them.

However, what is a little different from other big people is the way they deal with danger when they find it. Ikavia always enjoyed the danger, and she loved it until the very end. Especially, when the cold blade of the Assassin was able to touch her delicate skin, she was intoxicated by the urgency that penetrated into her bone marrow.

It's a "pity" that Ikavia didn't get to experience this "pleasure" this time. Until the end, when the weak maid left the room, she did not do anything "other".

......

There are a lot of things that are skipped here.

"Time waits for no one......" The female lord, who had swept away all her exhaustion, came to the desk full of papers and sat down again, and she suddenly sighed.

"I'm already starting to regret giving Zomia to you......" Under the influence of magic, a document that had been at the top fell lightly into Ikavia's hand, and she muttered to herself, "How I wish this child would be the 'assassin' you sent...... No, that's not what I want. ”

- You're the most wonderful "assassin" to me.

Picking up the pen, and then immediately putting it down again, the female lord sat in her chair for thirty seconds, then slowly got up, walked equally slowly to the window not far behind her, stretched out, kept her arms extended, and looked out of the window with a tired look on her face.

Ekavia's "office" is located on the third floor, and from a high vantage point, the view of the courtyard is unobstructed. The evergreen shrubs are divided into four sides and the edges are carefully manicured, but they do not have the opulent fencing that ordinary gardens must have. The whole is planned as a three-dimensional image of different heights, here is a lifelike little white rabbit curled up and resting, there is a blue wolf with its head raised and roaring, and in the distance is a giant dragon soaring in the sky.

People often replace the image of an animal with something else.

"It's all misleading. Appearances are always misleading. Ikavia moved her stiff neck and shifted her gaze from the center of her courtyard, the retro-style fountain on the tiles of the "scale" pattern, to the end of the field of vision, the sails of the ship disappearing at the junction of the sea and the sky, "Without such a critical consciousness, we will never reach the truth." ”

――What about when you arrive?

"How beautiful...... her eyes flashed with fascination, but she didn't know that she was even more beautiful when she put her arms on the windowsill and looked out from the house, "Unfortunately, the storm is coming." ”

She muttered.

The sky in the distance had been quietly clouded, but it was a blink of an eye.

The face of the sea is always elusive, like the mood of a girl, but it is also true of the world, where countless people have made up countless encounters, and countless encounters have deduced countless stories, thus converging into countless "streams", which even the true gods cannot grasp.

"Zomia is a 'nightingale...... Boltona, on the other hand, is 'lark'. Phew, who would have guessed that I didn't like birds at all?"

She laughed contemptuously, thinking in her mind of the girl who had just become her "personal maid", the one that she was going to carry in the short or long future, sounding full of nobility and wisdom, these names that did not seem to have anything to do with her, Ikavia couldn't help but pout, and then turned around.

I may have a good time in the future.

Let a white and flawless girl be stained with the color she wants. Of course, the script that she is indeed a forbearant assassin is even more interesting.

"It's decided, I'm going to make my life easier. As she spoke, her face changed to a calm and indifferent expression, however, despite that, Ikavia sat down at her desk, "I should also find a few people to share the tedious work." ”

"Starting tomorrow. ”

She added this sentence again.