A week has passed since the raid by the Empire.
Since then, feasts had been held everywhere in the king's capital as every day, and the whole country had been engulfed in a celebratory mood.
That's the same with the Ecalato mansion, and Mr. Brown and Maria threw a party for Sierra, Toa and Nem as they did every day for their safe return.
"Hello, hero"
"haha...... hello"
This is who I am now.
I can speak to people I don't know just walking around town.
Many people have spoken to me today saying I'm just going to the guild.
You have to laugh bitterly each time.
Toa and Sierra are also busy waving.
Nem was shy of hiding in my shadow.
"Whoa! Hey guys, here comes the hero!
It was the hot bitter men and the noisy adventurers who opened the door of the guild and came into view.
Yogi, standing on the table and putting up a jock, welcomed me.
Yogi didn't think anything about being helped by me, the healer.
Rather, "You've worked so hard so hard even though you're a healer," I was so impressed for some reason.
Every time you're different from me in town, you say, "You're a hero!" and the beginning and end of a familiar voice.
I want you to stop because the people in town who noticed are going to make a scene saying, "That guy looks like a hero."
I couldn't even get where I wanted to go because of it, and I had my face on the guild but was going to spend most of my time in the garden of the Ecalato mansion.
Yogi, please don't call me that.
"What is it, isn't it good? I'll treat you to raspberries again."
A raspberry is a flowery beer that is a specialty of this country.
After a while Yogi came back with raspbeer in both hands.
I like booze.
Especially since I've been drinking raspbeer here every night lately.
Adventurers who can't resist drinking from noon continue to drink by involving the entire guild, but that's not just adventurers.
The entire Wang capital was filled with the smell of alcohol.
"There's a knob, too. How about those ladies over there? I'll bring you some juice for your cat and daughter."
"I'm not a cat girl! It's Nem!
"Oh yes or no. Nem, bad, bad."
Nem was guided to receive red juice from Yogi, but took his seat.
I came here today to take a request... what a light guy.
That said, I can't say anything about Nem either.
"Something's been going on here lately, hasn't it?
They surrounded the table, each with liquor and juice in one hand and lowered their hips to their usual seats.
"'Cause the country's been saved? It's not natural for that to happen."
"What would have happened to the King's Capital if Masamune hadn't come... everyone would have admitted to losing then and I can't help it. The feast will last for the time being."
Sierra was pouring in a second glass of raspbeer, saying so.
"Sierra, is the White King knight's job okay? The knight says booze starts during the day."
"I don't mind. I drank Reinhardt yesterday."
"Whoa, knight lady! That's a good drink!
That's what they say. Sierra blushing her cheeks.
Toa, who burns and loses his sense of confrontation.
I'm feeling drunk with juice, Nem.
How many times in the past week have you seen similar sights?
Since the end of the war, few adventurers have been asked.
There are also few requests for bulletin boards. That is because all over the country are as feasted and drunk as they are every day.
That said, I have no pride in being an adventurer, and I'm not going to blame them.
I just wish I could live happily ever after.
I just don't like places with a lot of people. I don't hate this liveliness and guild vibes, but a few minutes after that, I followed the store as usual.
I was drinking raspbeer in a tavern without a sign for one.
The second counter seat from the left is in position this past week.
I guess this store only comes regularly. If it's not even noisy, only a few people will always see it.
Because the others are banquet threesomes, there were no other guests today than me in particular.
"You're free today"
Talking to the master doesn't answer, either, as usual.
Only music I don't know plays from magic props.
Other than that, it was quiet.
The store door opened and a man came in.
That's the face I've seen several times.
The man vacated one seat and sat next to me to my right. And order whiskey.
"Are you alone again?"
He knew me, too.
"Uh... well, yes. The atmosphere outside doesn't keep you breathing long."
"Is that why you always come here"
"Well, yes. There are always very few people here."
With that said.
"Excuse me."
I apologized to the master.
"Are heroes familiar? Difficult adventurer. With all this honor, you'll get anything."
Connect the words with a sip of raspbeer.
"You knew?"
"It's weirder not to know. Somehow I know the identity of those who are stuffing through. You've been here a long time."
"Is your uncle a regular?
"My name is Arnold. I've been stuffing this place since I was an adventurer. I can't come here any more often now, but I still get my feet on occasions. Master, keep his share with me."
"Huh."
"Lord Nito, it's my treat today. That's why I rented out the store."
"Rent out? …" he looks through the store without understanding the translation. Mr. Arnold looked at me with a pungent look. So, the name "Arnold” caught on.
"Master, ask him for a whiskey"
"Mr. Arnold is not an adventurer now, is he?"
"Oh, I'm a king now"
"Holy shit, king!?"
"I'm sorry. Reinhardt told me you weren't going to respond."
"So rent out... yeah, but"
I accidentally saw the master's face.
I guess it's just normal for the master to accept.
"Shall I call you Lord Masamune, or with Lord Nito? Don't worry, what we talked about here won't leak outside"
"Well, in nito, please"
What do you think of me?
"Then Lord Nito. I would like to confer a medal on Lord Nito. I'll give you the title if you want. You get the money, the honor, the status. But Reinhardt said it would be better if he asked what Lord Nito intended. That's why I've set up this opportunity, Lord Nito, and I don't want you to hesitate to answer. What do you want from me as king?
A sudden glimpse began and suddenly the question plagued me.
I don't need the honor of being here to leave Wang Du.
I have money, and even if I get a title, I'm unfamiliar with it and don't know how to use it.
"That's a reward for preventing an empire raid, isn't it?
"That's what happens. His name as king is obsolete, such as nothing in return for the hero who saved the king's capital. Whatever, I want you to say what you want."
"... I don't want any money. Well, I told Reinhardt, if possible, to erase the name" political sect. "
"Huh, don't you want money? You're changing as I was asking Reinhardt. Nevertheless, it's a very unusual favor to erase your name."
"I hope you don't pry, but I have a problem with“ heroic politics "spreading."
"I see. Okay, let's do something about it here. But that's all."
"Well, there are a few things I'd like you to tell me"
"Ask me anything."
"I'm looking for attack magic that even healers can use, is that what's in this world? I checked it out at the Royal Library, but I didn't really get it."
I remember what Mr. Sharon said. I went to the library a few days ago but forgot I couldn't read the letters.
"Well, you were talking about Lord Nito being a healer. I'm sorry, but I've never seen anything like that in my experience. Because healers are specialized in healing magic, it's common sense that they can't use anything else. I've never heard of an exception."
"Really..."
"I'm sorry. But if you go to magic school, you might find out something. Higher School of Magic in Heilkway- one of the three major schools of magic. He is a prestigious school for magicians and my son is attending. Not that far from here."
With that said, Zephyr also told me to learn magic at school.
A magician like me says that's common.
"It's easy for magic schools to gather books and information like no other. I don't know if there's anything useful about Lord Nito, but it shouldn't hurt to go. Let's get a letter of recommendation from me. I'm an old friend of the principal over there."
"Well, please. I'll stop by on my journey."
"Okay. If I see my son, I want him to get along. If you don't have any other questions, I'd like to tell you one thing, okay?"
"Go ahead."
"Sorry for the sudden, but when you leave the country, will you let Sierra accompany you on your journey?"
"Speaking of which, Mr. Hilda tells me that."
"Well, then it's a quick story. I've already agreed, including Reinhardt and the late Edward and other White King knights."
"Mr. Sierra knows..."
"We haven't talked about it yet. It is to be communicated today in between meetings"
"But is it okay? One White King knight is missing."
"A White King knight is a position created to protect the king in the first place. It's not like we're supposed to be on the front lines fighting. The defense of the country is the work of kingdom knights and ash regiments. And more importantly, I said Reinhardt wouldn't mind that. I trust what he thinks. There's no problem."
"Really? Then there's nothing wrong with me either. But let Sierra make the final decision. Because I don't like to be forced to take you around."
"Let me tell you something"
Then for a while, I scrubbed the whiskey.
Mr. Arnold asks if he wants anything else, but he doesn't have anything in particular that comes to mind.
A few days ago, Mr. Roberts asked the Ecalato residence.
It seems Old Gert sold it, and I came to give him that share, but that was a lot of money while I said it wasn't everything.
So I feel that it is somehow pointless to ask the king for money.
If the other person is the king, I want to receive something more valuable than money - so I remembered.
That's about Oliver Joe.
When I ran into him in Tanya Village, I dropped "Oliver's Letter" and saw what he resented about the king.
Mr. Sierra said Oliver was the Kingdom Knight of Razhausen and former captain of the Ashes Regiment until two years ago.
"Mr. Arnold, there was one more thing I wanted you to tell me. Could you read this?"
"What is this? Hmm, a letter?
"Yes, that's Oliver Joe's letter"
The look on Mr. Arnold's face as he glanced at the letter with doubts gradually turned into something dark and sad.
"... I have heard from Reinhardt. Oliver's dead."
"He seemed to resent the country. He also cursed about Sierra admiring Mr. Arnold. After reading the letter, I wonder why."
Only witchcraft I got from Oliver is also curious as to why the name of witchcraft hasn't been displayed yet.
"Except if it's hard to talk about."
"Oliver was captain of the Ashes Regiment."
Mr. Arnold took a sip of whiskey when he cut it out that way and told me about past tragedies in this country.