LIGHTNOVELSTORY Ch75 - Last Epilogue [Fenrir Arc] ★ Manga Adaptation [Winter Fenrir Epilogue: 5]
Chapter 75: Last Epilogue [Fenrir Arc] ★ Manga Adaptation
[Winter Fenrir Epilogue: 5]
(From El’s perspective)
The conference room is filled with the royal family of Felsnow and various ministers.
Even the small royals are present. I believe it’s appropriate for the younger ones to be informed since this world conference will cover unprecedented reports.
The birth of the Winter Princess from another world and the current Fenrir regaining its power—this could affect not just the Kingdom of Felsnow but potentially the entire world.
“First, I will explain the fundamental aspects of this world to you, El-sama,” Mishera’s voice flows quietly into my ears, emphasizing certain points with a slightly lower tone. I think this must be her polished “storytelling technique.”
“Let’s begin with the myths. Long ago, this world was very ambiguous. The days alternated between warmth and cold, making it difficult for crops to thrive, and people suffered from hunger.”
I want to exclaim, “Is that so!?” but I swallow my words and concentrate.
“People and beasts communicated through magical power. Then, the four most powerful beasts and maidens fused with the world, becoming the four seasonal magical beasts. From that point, the world stabilized, bringing forth rich blessings with each change of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. This peace lasted for a thousand years, and sensing their lifespans nearing, the seasonal beasts descended to this world and settled in lands deeply influenced by the seasons: Spring’s Raomei, Summer’s Honu-Manamarie, Autumn’s Hitou, and Winter’s Felsnow. They reincarnated with the princesses of those lands, thus continuing the roles of the seasonal magical beasts.”
I exhale in awe.
It’s not just me; others are similarly captivated. When Mishera mentions “seasonal magical beasts,” her words carry a magical resonance that pulls us into the realm of myth.
How incredible.
“Hey, Mishera. Is that a myth or history?”
“It’s a myth. The most revered folk tale passed down through generations before written language… so it has likely been embellished, and not everything can be considered true, but it’s certain that Fenrir-sama and the others exist in our present day.”
“That’s what matters, right?”
“Indeed. We must honor the people of the past and, above all, live our lives in the present.”
Mishera’s smile is strong.
She’s truly queen material… I’m enchanted.
“Please continue.”
When I turn at Fenrir’s voice, I’m taken aback again—what a majestic queenly presence, even if he is male. His beauty is fitting of the title of the Winter Queen, and I’m never quite prepared for this stunning revelation.
“You’re making me blush with such an impressed look!”
“Please continue!”
Fenrir’s teasing is sharp! His sidelong glance is beautiful! My heart races, and I try to cover it up by shouting, only to be met with laughter from everyone, making me feel embarrassed.
“I will now explain about the current seasonal magical beasts. Their healthy existence stabilizes the seasons. If they fall ill or if the succession does not go smoothly… we could face spring storms, summer droughts, autumn heat, or mild winters. Natural disasters could impoverish the world. If the seasonal magical beasts were to disappear, we might lose spring, summer, autumn, and winter from this world…”
They really are crucial to our existence, these seasonal magical beasts…
Feeling the weight of my sudden appearance here, I shiver at the gravity of it. I am deeply grateful that Fenrir and the citizens of Felsnow have accepted me, an outsider, with kindness.
“I experienced a winter of stabilized climate. The whole world has, I believe. This proves that Fenrir-sama’s succession has been carried out properly…”
I suddenly realize.
This is the key point.
It’s not the time to be gloomy or overly grateful; I can’t let my emotions sway me.
To speak of the facts is politics.
Mishera may be trying to teach me that… perhaps because our eyes keep meeting.
“To the Winter Princess from another world. Let us acknowledge that Fenrir-sama regaining power does not harm stability but rather brings forth blessings. I will represent the Kingdom of Felsnow at the world conference.”
Mishera smiles brightly.
A sigh of relief escapes me. I straighten my posture.
The royal family is silent, indicating that Mishera is likely already accepted.
“If anyone raises complaints at the conference, I will handle them. I will protect Fenrir-sama as both a shield and a sword!”
“Thank you. That’s very reassuring…”
“Let’s entrust the negotiations with the world to Mishera.”
“Thank you for your approval. I will handle it. It is my duty as a member of the royal family of Felsnow, who has received blessings from Fenrir-sama.”
As I bow, Mishera’s golden hair sways gently.
The spark in her raised face reflects her deepening blue eyes.
Her cheeks are a bit flushed, perhaps from the “drunkenness” from the melted snow water earlier; it seems the magic was a bit too concentrated.
Her rosy cheeks make Mishera even more beautiful.
I glance at Chris, who’s getting misty-eyed in admiration—oh dear, he looks a bit pale. It seems he might be suffering from magical intoxication as well.
That makes me realize Mishera must possess the strongest magical power among the royals…
“El-sama, your gaze has changed,” Mishera remarks.
Wait, I was trying to observe subtly, not stare… Was it strange?
Fenrir gently tilts my chin, turning my face sideways.
“Ah, a calm and keen eye. Your blue is deep, and your pupils are narrow.”
“…I may have understood why Fenrir looks cooler and more handsome than usual during meetings…”
“Do you like this expression on my face? I’ll remember that.”
Wait, what will happen if you remember that? My visual happiness is about to explode. He’s too handsome.
“That concludes the report on Fenrir-sama’s current status.”
Mishera claps her hands, signaling the end.
Perfect timing.
El, tighten your expression again!
Hearing the next words makes my spine straighten once more.
“Now, I will summarize the report on the attack from the Green Country.”
Mishera glances momentarily at the window, and we all follow her gaze.
—The Hedge Tower. The princess of the Green Country is imprisoned at the topmost floor.
“We can consider that the Green Country has initiated a covert war against us. For years, they have infiltrated the citizens of Felsnow, coordinating with the princess and employing green fairies to spread poison throughout the snowy mountains. These facts will be reported in detail.”
A collective gulp echoes in the room.
Mishera’s calm voice carries an icy anger.
“We will determine what punishment to impose on the Green Country at the world conference. Therefore, our discussion here is concluded.”
Mishera’s smile seems to hide numerous underlying intentions.
Hmm, while the subject appears settled, is it really so?
I raise my hand.
“Please, El-sama.”
“What potential impact will the punishment have on the Kingdom of Felsnow?”
“The impact? First, our power dynamics with the Green Country will change. They owe us a tremendous debt now, so in trade and diplomacy, they will have to offer us many favors. The world conference will not allow us to force the issue. The Green Country will face severe penalties, likely even more stringent than our own laws, considering they harmed the seasonal magical beasts that must be cherished worldwide…”
Oh no.
Mishera has calculated everything to maximize our benefits.
“Isn’t that too lenient? I think we should severely pursue the matter of abandoning their Spring Dragon as well.”
Whoa, Chris is joining in, and he’s fierce about it.
Right, Chris has previously been the main force in such diplomatic matters.
It takes courage to navigate the world of politics…
“Of course. When we return the princess of the Green Country, I will passionately present our various grievances.”
“I’ve already cursed that green prince, who’s the mastermind.”
Greeeeaaar!