Black Haired King

Two weeks after the end of the war with the coalition forces of Britalis Gerterius, we went to war and returned to the king's capital about six months later. For some reason, I am relieved by the appearance of the King's capital, which has not changed anything in particular.

"You're home, Viscount Arnold."

"Yeah, finally."

Baron Osteen runs the horse next to me. Baron Osteen also looks happy to see the longtime King's Capital. If that's what you think you're looking at, Baron Osteen's gonna look at me. What the fuck?

"Viscount Arnold. Why don't you come over to my house next time? My wife and daughter will want to see each other."

Baron Osteen's mansion? Right, thank you very much for your help in this war. It would be nice to thank you.

"Right. Let me ask you something when it's settled."

"Um, of course I don't mind after the wives are given birth. 'Cause you'd be more concerned about that now than ever."

"Ha, let me do that. But I feel weird. I can't believe I'm gonna be a father."

"I know how that feels. I tasted it myself. This can be my bullshit for failing to raise a child once, but the child is a child and has his own thoughts. Yet it would be counterproductive to push parents' opinions. Seems like parents just need to advise you not to go wrong"

Baron Osteen talking about his experiences masochistically and plainly. Are you saying that you raised Ares as a man? I nod strangely. Right there.

"Viscount Arnold, Baron Osteen, is there anything fun to talk about?

and a beautiful woman lining up her horses beside me. Princess Patricia, a beastly woman with the ears and tails of an otherwise impossible fox, came to visit.

She doesn't hide her face or anything in particular right now. However, they wear robes when they enter the city, etc. The beasts today are the only prisoners of the enemy. I can't really stand out and move. Instead, if there are only soldiers around, like now, they take them off.

I just can't keep it hidden forever on this. I can't go without talking sooner or later, but what will I do?

While I was doing so, I came to the gate of the king's capital. There will now be a triumph of victory. It's a little embarrassing to be seen by people all over the Wang capital.

Speaking of which, I didn't get to participate in the Triumph Parade the other day. How are the Dead Wall Squad guys and Galana doing?

This order of triumph is going to come in order from General Raven, the general of this war. Me and Baron Osteen are around the middle. I don't care about the place. I want to see the Hellenites sooner than that.

"Open the door!!!

The gate is opened by decree of the gate soldiers. And a little bit of it will curl up so much cheer that the ground will shake. On that stream we move on the horse as well.

Baron Osteen was used to waving at the people. I'm such a bummer. Grimd was also waving as he was accustomed to, and the ladies were shouting at him.

I couldn't get used to it, but I managed to advance the horse to the royal palace. Blanca was sounding troublesome because I took the time to move on, but, well, forgive me.

When you reach the royal palace, a clerk comes and calls someone to let you in. Well, they can't all come in. Me and Baron Osteen are also called in to go inside. They are taken straight between the thrones.

General Raven and Princess Patricia line up to enter the throne. I'll line up behind the line with Baron Osteen. His Majesty and the Queen sat side by side between the thrones.

I just say, after all, they all sound confused when they see Princess Patricia. Princess Patricia doesn't look like she cared as far as I can tell......

"Your Majesty, 50,000 below Raven, we're back now"

"Um, well done. I'm back. I am proud that heroes like those are soldiers of this country. Patricia came back good too. Glad you're safe."

"Yes. I apologize for worrying, Father, Mother"

"It's good. You came home safely. Hey, you."

"Oh. Exactly. We owe it to everyone that Patricia came back on this street. I'm going to pay for this. Prime Minister."

"Ha, then we'll have a prize party more than this. And whosoever is called by his name, let him go forward."

The first person called was naturally General Raven, who led the army. General Raven went from countenance to marquis with a massive bounty. I'm not a nobleman with land, so it's just the title.

Baron Osteen is next. Until he was ready with fewer soldiers, by defending the fort, he gave the county one flying from the Baron position. And the bounty, of course.

I was next. The moment they call me by my name, I will go before His Majesty the King in dignity. Some noblemen still don't recognize me with dark hair, but they go grand without worrying about that.

Walking to His Majesty the King, His Majesty and the Queen smile at me. Don't be kind of lighted.

"Viscount Arnold. Thanks to that, my daughter, Patricia, was helped. Moreover, he deserves praise for taking over General Zephyr, an enemy general and a namesake to neighbouring countries. Raven says it's because of that fight that wins and loses have been decided.

I would like to entrust you with the status of Earl and the bounty, and even with the land of the former Kingdom of Britalis, which you have won this time. What do you think?

"Part of the Kingdom of Britalis...... is it? But now I have my own Viscount Territory."

"Um, I know. That's it, Raven."

"Ha, come on"

Confused I was just Gawayne being called elsewhere. Gawayne is more nervous and beefy than I am.

"I'm going to give Gawayne the position of Baron, who served as Raven's assistant in this war, and I'm going to leave it to him."

Leave the Viscount Territory to Gawayne? It's better than letting someone you don't know... He said I was lost.

"Please wait, Your Majesty! I can't believe I left such a young man with the territory he got in the corner just because he was active in this war!

The man who comes with his mouth pinned to His Majesty's suggestion, that's the Wristnick Marquis, isn't it? If you look closely, Lambalk was staring at me next door. Looks like Lambert's not here.

"Hmm, then it's the Wristnick Marquis. What do you think the reward for Viscount Arnold would be? Even though it was numerically overwhelmingly unfavourable, he cut ahead and defended the fort, entering the enemy army and helping Patricia out. Tell this boy who defeated General Zephyr, said to be the strongest in the Kingdom of Britalis, if he has more rewards than I said!

His Majesty asks the Wristnick Marquis with a hegemonic voice. The Wristnick Marquis became silent under barometric pressure from His Majesty's hegemony.

"Does anyone else have the same idea as the Marquis Listnick?

The others feel just like the Marquis. His Majesty nods contentedly when he looks around and finds out no one is coming out. And...

"Viscount Arnold...... no, Count Arnold, don't let me?

"... Ha, I just need one favor"

"Mm? What?

"You want me to give you the personality of the new soldiers, the beasts, captured in this war. They are former soldiers of the Kingdom of Britalis, a land I know nothing about myself, so it would be helpful to have someone who knows"

"Hmm, what do you think of Raven?

"I thought you wouldn't mind. He's the one who captured the Beasts. And the beasts seemed to obey him."

"Okay. Let the Beasts be left to the Earl of Arnold. Only General Zephyr..."

"I know. He who is a samurai will not come under me."

My reward ended with another day of detailed conversation. The territory of the former Kingdom of Britalis also appears to be distributed to the aristocracy active in this war. I'll have to say hello later. I just want you to leave after childbirth. I came home before I was born in the corner, but it's too sad not to see it. I'm sure His Majesty will admit it, too.

Subsequent awards were also successfully completed and the celebration was held. Alcohol and food were also behaved by the people from the country on this day, and there was laughter all over the city.

However, three days after that triumph, a new problem arose. That... was the story of the breaking of the engagement to Princess Patricia from the Listnick Marquis family.