Even if I transform, I will never be captured.

"Sister! Sister! Lady! —!!!"

"Waaah!"

Satella was thrown into the air by the enraged Emilia.

After some playful fighting, Satella and Emilia signed a pact—Satella would no longer be allowed to casually crawl into Emilia's skirt, and Emilia would no longer be allowed to mention that embarrassing incident.

However, the naive Emilia didn't notice the words "casually," so this was a big victory for Satella.

“Speaking of which,” Satella lay obediently on Emilia’s lap, “it’s just a matter of having your panties seen, Emilia, you don’t need to react so strongly. If you’re really afraid of having your panties spied on, then don’t wear panties at all.”

"That seems to make sense... Wait! Sister, please don't say such shameless things!"

Emilia blushed and tapped Satella on the head. Honestly, why couldn't her older sister show Leah a cool yet gentle side like that day? Leah would have liked that too.

However... I like this kind of older sister too.

“Isn’t this just making conversation?” Satella sighed, shifting to a side-lying position on Emilia’s lap. “After all, there’s nothing to do on such a boring long journey. By the way, how long until we reach the capital?”

"My older sister asked me this question ten minutes ago, so my answer is still the same: about eight hours from now."

"Ugh... It's going to take so long, Lia, don't you get bored? That's why I told you we should have ridden Kanna there."

After Emilia recovered her composure, she began urging the lazy Satella to quickly answer the kingdom's call and resolve the Roswaal incident. Satella tentatively agreed, but the two disagreed on the travel plan.

Satella thought riding Kanna to the capital would be the best option because it would be fast, but Emilia insisted on riding in a dragon carriage.

"No matter what, Kanna is a dragon. We should respect her. Besides, Kanna is so young. We should cherish her and not order her around like that!"

Emilia shook her little head and said confidently.

“But Kanna herself doesn’t mind,” Satella asked Kanna, who was lying on top of her. “Don’t you think so, Kanna-chan?”

"Kanna likes Sasha to ride her."

"As expected, Kanna-chan is the cutest! Come here, give me a kiss, mmm—"

"..."

Gently smoothing a strand of hair behind her ear, Emilia looked down at the two adorable creatures cuddling and playfully teasing each other, a warm smile spreading across her lips.

My older sister just asked her if she was bored... Actually, there's no need to ask that question at all.

—As long as her older sister is by her side, Lia is the happiest person. How could she possibly be bored?

……

……

Eight hours later, Satella and her party finally arrived at the capital. Without resting, they went straight into the city.

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"My dear sister, once we enter the royal hall, please leave everything to me, okay? Let me speak with the elders of the Sages' Council."

At the entrance to the Throne Room, Emilia gave him a worried reminder.

"I know, this is the tenth time you've emphasized this, Lia! Am I that untrustworthy to you?"

"Because you really do like to mess around, big sister."

I recalled Satella's speech in the Throne Hall. Although it was cool and it put the audience in control, it undoubtedly offended the vast majority of people present.

Emilia dislikes being looked at differently, so she doesn't want her sister to be hated by others either.

"call--"

After taking a deep breath, Emilia took Satella's hand and stepped into the Throne Hall.

The ten members of the Sages were already waiting in the ten seats at the very head of the Throne Hall.

However, apart from these ten people and the necessary guard knights, there was no one else present.

The first to speak was the representative of the Wise Men, an old man whose beard almost touched the floor, named McLutford.

"We have thoroughly reviewed the defense letter sent by Lady Emilia, and the conclusions reached through our investigation are largely consistent with your testimony, Lady Emilia..."

"So that means, my sister won't have to bear the blame?" Emilia was overjoyed.

"Shut up! Lord Mycroft hasn't finished speaking yet, who gave you the right to interrupt? What an impolite half...elf!"

It was Bordeaux who spoke again. He originally wanted to curse the half-demon, but after glancing at Satella, who was feeding Kanna, he finally uttered the words "half-demon."

"Your Excellency Bordeaux, you have overstated things."

With a gentle wave of his hand, McRotford, truly displaying the demeanor of a superior, slowly said, "Even if the truth is as you have told us, it only means that the Dragon Envoy had sufficient reason to kill Roswaal. But reason cannot be a testimony of innocence. Even if Roswaal is truly guilty, he should be judged by the Kingdom... Do you understand what I'm saying, Lady Emilia?"

"Well……"

How could Emilia, whose mental age is only fourteen, possibly be a match for this group of old men?

She thought that if Roswaal was proven guilty, then her sister would be innocent. However, McLutford's words made her realize how naive she had been.

Seeing Emilia looking somewhat helpless, Satella said softly, "Let me do it."

"elder sister……"

"Don't worry, I won't do anything reckless."

Satella gently squeezed Emilia's small hand and stepped forward. "I'm a straightforward person, so let's skip the pretense, Lord Mycroft. Let's get straight to the point... After all, you want to have a proper talk with me, don't you?"

"How dare a sinner speak in such a tone..."

With an annoyed look, Satella interrupted Bordeaux and said directly to Conna, "Conna, call out to them."

"Ow—"

Although it came from the mouth of a little girl, it was indeed a dragon's roar. Satella shook her finger and spoke to the pale-faced bald sage: "Lord Bordeaux, is it? I hope you can recognize the situation. The one speaking to you now is a dragon envoy!"

"Your Excellency Bordeaux, please calm down."

This gave Bordeaux, whose face had turned pale, a way out. McLutford stroked his white beard and said, "I wonder what reasons you, Lord Dragon Envoy, have for making this judgment?"

"Isn't it simple? If you wanted to judge me, the kingdom's high officials and nobles would probably be gathered here by now; if you wanted to kill me, the Sword Saint and hundreds of axemen would probably be lying in ambush here... But now, only your Sages' Guild members are here, which means you want to reach an agreement with me quietly without the outside world knowing."

"..."

Stroking his beard, McLutherford didn't answer, but in this situation, silence was the best response.

It was simple yet to the point, instantly reversing the unfavorable situation in the conversation.

Looking at her older sister with such respect, Emilia cast a glance of admiration.

With his hands flat on the table and his body sitting up straight, McRotterford looked at Satella with a solemn posture: "We do want to have a proper talk with the Dragon Envoy, but before that, I would like to hear what the Dragon Envoy himself has to say."

"Well... it's not that I can't say it, but I might say something a little harsh, so please don't mind."

“Lord Dragon Envoy, please speak freely.”

“You want to punish me, but you are also afraid of me; you want to downplay this matter, but you are also afraid of losing face for the kingdom.”

"..."

Although he said he wouldn't mind, McLutford almost plucked out his beard when Satella said it so bluntly.

But having been proven right by Satella once again, he no longer had the right to lash out, and gestured to Satella to continue with his eyes.

"Besides the two points mentioned above, what worries you also is the defense of the kingdom's borders, and your fear that I am too reckless, so you dare not keep someone like me by your side. Therefore, I propose—"

With her hand on her chest, Satella said, "I will guard the kingdom's borders."

"How dare you! As a criminal, how dare you even dream of receiving a royal reward?" Bordeaux slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"Your Excellency Bordeaux, you have been extremely out of line today!"

Frowning at Bordeaux to express his dissatisfaction, McRotterford then turned to Satella and said, "However, even if Lord Bordeaux has been impolite, his point is valid. The position of Border Lord can never be granted to Lord Dragon Envoy."

“When did I say I wanted to be the Border Count?” Satella blinked and pulled the panicked Emilia in front of her. “What I said was that Emilia would be the ‘Acting Border Count’.”

"This……"

This astonishing statement plunged the ten wise men at the head of the table into a debate. After some whispering, it was finally McLutford who spoke up: "Lord Dragon Envoy, please state your reasons."

"First, Emilia is a chosen one of the kings, but with Roswaal's death, she has completely lost her foundation, which is neither reasonable nor appropriate, is it? Second, even if the people are dissatisfied with the silver-haired half-elf ruling the kingdom's borders, you can use the word 'temporarily' to gloss over it; third, once Emilia becomes the Border Count, as her older sister, I will naturally assist her. This way, you can announce to the outside world that I have been exiled to the frontier, and at the same time, I have been transferred away from your side, so you won't have to worry anymore; fourth, with me defending the border, even if other countries attack with all their might, they will not be able to cross the border even a step; fifth, Emilia has lived on the border for half a year and has a certain understanding of the politics and economy there, so I believe no one is more suitable for this position than her; sixth, Emilia is only 'temporarily' serving as the Border Count. After the royal selection, if you are not satisfied, you can take back this position at any time, but I believe Emilia will definitely do a good job... That's all!"

Having said all this in one breath, Satella bowed to the Sages at the head of the table and said, "These are my personal opinions; I leave the decision to the members of the Sages."

"...I'm in awe!"

This time, there was no further argument. After a brief silence, the representative of the Wise Men, McLutford, stood up and bowed deeply to Satella in respect.

"Lady Satella's words are as sharp as swords, and her eyes are as discerning as a blade. If possible, I would be ready to serve as the kingdom's envoy at any time."

"Uh, I'm almost blushing from all that praise." Satella, who was indeed blushing, waved her hand and said, "I'm not cut out for being a royal envoy! I only have these insights because I did my research beforehand. Besides, aren't we discussing Emilia temporarily assuming the position of Border Count? What are your opinions?"

"It perfectly solved all the problems; even I couldn't find a better solution."

McLutherford nodded.

"Then, everything is as Lady Satella expected."

Author's Note:

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PS1. Thanks to Xianyu?Jiecao, Fengyuanli, Fanggushi, Mikazuki Yuichiko, Amamiya Hotaru, Jiangyouyanzhichunxianyu, [Data deleted], Nekopas, Shuke37184855358, Shukexingyue, Kaihaofangdajiangyou, Lexington·Prototype Ship, Saigyouji Youyoumeng for their donations and razor blades, and to Rabbit Ball for the dog food.

P.S. 2. This chapter is another 4,000 words. I originally wanted to make it two chapters, but I guess no one is interested in this kind of content... so I'll just call it one chapter... A disappointed author, Ji _(:3」∠)_

Chapter 52 Emilia, the Culinary Master

When Satella and Emilia emerged from the royal hall, the sun had already set, casting a brilliant golden glow over the solemn royal city.

"Hmph~~Hmph~~Hmph hmph~~"

Humming a light tune, Emilia skipped and hopped down the steps of the royal city with light steps.

"Lia, you seem very happy?"

"Yes."

Emilia stopped on a set of steps, placed her hands behind her back, and gracefully turned around, her pretty face beaming with a smile:

"The border issue is resolved, and most importantly, I got to see my sister's cool side again!"