At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Mr. Geena!?

The person who showed up was so unexpected, he shouted in surprise.

No, don't scream. Normal.

"Yes, it's Mr. Geena. Long time no see. You're not a little big."

"Ugh."

I took an undefendable amount of damage to my spirit.

Not really.

"I'm overgrown."

"Eh, lie! Aren't you thirteen or four years old!?

Mr. Geena is sincerely surprised.

Yeah, I kind of knew, but my kids are watching me, right? Well, I can't help it.

I'm not sad. No?

"As it were, well, leave that alone, why is Mr. Geena here?

"Hmm, investigation, maybe?

An investigation. I wonder, is Mr. Geena an investigator in some country? I don't know what kind of investigation.

"The dragon has been giving it a wide edge all around here, and suddenly it's gone lately.

We talked about going to check it out, and we didn't know who was good at the meeting, how many days to do it, or how far to go.

That would have been nice, but I felt a lot of magic here.

If there's anything unusual, it's dangerous for a country close to here, so I'm here to find out. If I'd waited, I wouldn't have decided yet. "

The dragon's power disappeared. Is that something that anyone who understands? At least the people in this country didn't understand, and neither do I.

Is it a force that their clan can feel?

It's completely arbitrary, isn't it? Are you all right?

"Mr. Geena, it's been a while. Are you alone?

Cigal asks her. Cigal apparently remembers her, too.

"Ah, it's been a long time for you, too. You're getting a little big. You can have your sister like you used to, okay?

Please stop causing me mental damage again.

"If it's dangerous, I'll go faster. But it looks like it's all over."

If it's dangerous, you should go. It's very convincing. I don't feel like beating this guy at all.

Mr. Geena looks around and looks at us. No, he's probably looking at the soldiers behind us.

"Will you let me talk to you, if you like? I reassured everyone in the country."

"Uh, is that okay?

I worry about whether I can talk or not, I look at the princess unexpectedly.

Then Galabagh is somehow solidified with upright immobilization.

The princess had a bewildered look, eyes to eyes with me.

"Right... if you don't mind, could you introduce me to this person first?

"Oh, yes, she's Geena Bregrews. I'm from the Lin Tai clan. My..."

I wonder what it is, and now I see Mr. Geena.

"We're friends."

And he said it mildly. I don't really know if I can say friend, but the next time I see him, I said I'd have tea and I laughed and got an OK.

I should have broken up with a good impression there, so I'm a little glad you said that.

"... a pseudonym, isn't it?

"Yeah, real name"

Fake name? Oh, well. Mr. Geena, is that the same name as someone called the Demon King?

I thought you didn't have it then, but now something's sticking. For some reason. Simply because I felt the unusual strength of this man.

I didn't know then, and now I don't feel that scare anymore. But that was a distinctly different kind of fear of being. Mr. Lynn and I were just as scared.

"Are you sure it's Guina Bregrews, King of the North?

"I wonder if that's different. I am only a representative, not a king. I don't rule the whole North."

"But the basics follow your intentions, right?

"Well, for once. Even so, it's just a big mess.

Other than that, I leave it to the tribe of the land. The only thing I can say as much as I want is the country I live in.

He wants to mix with our country these days, but the country has grown a little wider. "

King of the North. This guy.

No, I'm saying representative, but I mean, this guy, he's the compiler of non-human beings. Heroes of the other country.

And above all, the one who beat Mr. Lynn. Hudunadr the person.

I just can't believe it.

I wonder if it's because I imagined someone more outrageously belligerent when I heard about who would lose that Mr. Lynn.

Even when I first met her, I felt like a sweet sister.

"Well, I'm not a gala king, so it feels a little more casual."

"Really?"

The princess closes her eyes and takes a deep breath once. Somehow, I feel a little trembling.

When you open your eyes, extend your spine, place your right hand on your left shoulder, and thank you deeply.

"My name is Quel 'Escaneivado Poheta Graujadavarana, First Princess of the Kingdom of Poheta. Dear Geena, I hope you'll know me later."

"Thank you very much for this. My name is Ligarat Republic, and Tribal Federation Representative Geena Bregrews. Is the Hudunador a better street this way?

In response to the princess's courtesy, Ms. Geena also looks straight at the princess, grabs the other side of the skirt with her right hand and pulls it to the right, thanking her.

The work was so beautiful, I didn't think of myself as someone called the Demon King.

But the person said it. With the Demon King. With the Hudunador. I can't help but think of someone who massacred like this guy told me.

"No, Master Geena and I would like to call you."

"Heh... you don't despise me as a sub."

"I am not in a position to despise you. Geena Bregrews, whose name you can blast, will easily reap our lives."

"It's a mess... I won't do that."

"Really? But I don't have a hobby for ridiculing and enjoying Subhuman."

To the princess's remarks, Ms. Geena narrows her eyes. I don't feel happy about it. It's like exploring something.

My mouth is laughing a little, but my eyes aren't laughing at all.

"Is that your will?

"Yes... no, it's not my will by nature. But now I think I should. And I intend to continue to do so."

"Yes, well, come on"

Ms. Geena looks a little surprised at the princess's answer, looks at me, and convinces me for now.

Why did you look at me?

"In the meantime, can you tell me what's going on?

"Yes, of course. But there's one condition."

"What?"

"If you promise not to march into our country instead of giving us the information"

When the princess speaks of the terms with a serious face, Ms. Geena laughs as much as she wants.

When I laugh, I exhale a little and say a reply.

"Oh, yeah, I see. That's right, I'm sorry.

Yeah, okay. I won't. I would never do that unless you were hostile to us. I won't let you.

I swear on my life and on the lives of my people. "

The lives of myself and my people. I don't know how much weight that word weighs.

But I guess it's an oath that weighs as much as the word absolutely keeps its promise to Mr. Geena.

"Okay. Thank you."

"No, I'm sorry. Something important to you. I didn't distract you. This one's bad."

"No, we're not in a position to ask you, nor are we in a position to give you the conditions. I just couldn't be angry, but I appreciate it."

"I'm in trouble when you're so scared. But, well, I get it. That's what I'll do."

From what the princess has said so far, Mr. Geena is not the one we can defy, nor the one who can give us the conditions.

Do you think you deserve a thank you at the time you accepted them?

Well, I guess if I think about it normally, I do. The opponent is the only one who can defeat Mr. Lynn.

But I don't think it makes sense to be alert to this guy. This guy's probably talking about that by some mistake.

He's such a casual, caring person.

"Well, where shall we talk from..."

The princess comes up with a few ideas and opens her mouth.

Mr. Geena began to listen quietly to the story.