Black Haired King

"This is, I've been waiting for you, Count Arnold. I am Enrite Britalis. Come on, come on, come here."

Now that it's been an hour since we helped Kayleigh and headed to Lady Merienda, we were coming to the Duke of Britalis' mansion as planned.

And it was the Duke of Britalis, the master of the mansion, who welcomed me and Patricia. My first impression was elongated. He's about 180 tall, but he looks like he doesn't even have muscle on him, rather than fat, and he has an atmosphere that seems a little nervous.

"Thank you for welcoming me like this, Duke of Britalis. Besides, I'm sorry I'm late. There was a problem."

He leads me inside the mansion and talks to me. The Duke of Britalis is listening with a grin on my story, but he looks restless somewhere. Are you so concerned about Mrs. Merienda?

"Well, that's a problem, huh? What happened?

"Well, it's no big deal, but you had a crowd on your way here. So a boy was being violent with the city's inhabitants."

"... well, that's"

Pretending not to know my words, but I can see my voice trembling a little.

"Looks like this city is still insecure, too. Because the soldiers seemed scared and unstoppable of the inhabitants waging violence. I had no choice but to come in. You must ask Your Majesty if it seems too terrible."

"Oh, that's..."

"Oh, and Mrs. Merienda's mansion was also attacked by the suspicious. That might not have had her life if we hadn't made it, either. Again, this might have to be reviewed by the soldiers"

When I said that, the Duke of Britalis became silent. Waiting to see what he was going to say, the Duke of Britalis, who was leaning over, looks up and smiles like trouble.

"... I didn't know it was that bad. We apologize for the inconvenience, Count Arnold. If that happens, Mellienda won't be able to live in peace."

And you convinced me of my word. I thought I'd be a little more sorry... but you want to tell Mrs. Merienda that I owe it to myself or something to make it safer? It just doesn't make sense, either.

"Oh, that's the thing, because Mrs. Merienda is going to live in my territory. So don't worry. My territory is safe there."

Are you surprised by this on the boulder, Duke of Britalis, who looks at me and opens his eyes? He said something, but he can't say anything about this. Because you just admitted to being insecure.

Then we went off talking about the Duke of Britalis trying to talk about it, we talked about it briefly and we left the mansion behind. It's troublesome to be told something about Mrs. Mellienda.

"Is that good for you, Patricia?

"I'm perfectly fine with that. Some of them are directly demonstrators, so compared to that, that was really sweet."

Was it? Well, I don't mind because I'm not going to argue.

Then we hurry up to Mrs. Merienda's mansion. A carriage had already been prepared, with luggage in it.

Entering the mansion, there was Mirei, who gave instructions to the soldiers, and Mrs. Merienda, who was watching the sight.

"There was nothing wrong with that."

"Count Arnold. Yeah, nothing in particular. I apologize for asking all the soldiers to carry their bags."

"Ha, they don't care about that. Besides, are you ready? Earlier I told the Duke of Britalis to live in my place, well, to protect Lady Merienda, so maybe he'll do something before he leaves. I'm going to get out of here before that happens."

"Mine is fine. Because there was very little baggage, and for what it was, Miley packed it up and the soldiers carried it. You can go anytime."

All right, then let's leave immediately. If you hurry out now, you'll put it on the next town before sundown.

"Grimd brings me Kaylee, who is asleep. Mrs. Merienda went to my carriage. Kayleigh, Miley's fine with you."

"Okay."

"Okay."

Each one moves to my word. Once we get back to the realm... we have to go say hello to His Majesty. The same thing happened this time, but I got worried while wandering in the ground.

For once, I heard from Patricia and sent her a letter, but you should have shown yourself once.