Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

The city of Estgal, swayed by horse-drawn carriages for many days, had a sophisticated atmosphere that was different from Orfeng's miscellaneous streets. Perhaps because it is closer to the empire, the style of imperial culture is used everywhere, and the walls of the street etc. seem to be repainted, so no large dirt can be seen.

A big river runs through the middle. In the past, the Empire's northern cutting forces and the northern tribe's Allied forces fought across the river. The victorious Imperial Army created a town here, and Estgal seemed to have flourished through trade using this river. Even now, large and small boats are coming and going on the river surface. There were piers and docks all over the place, and the piers protruded to the depths of the river, and houses were lined on wooden floors like boats joined together. It seems that there are people who live and operate boats and fishing.

"... What do you do if the water in the river increases, Gil?"

Angelin muttered, frowning at the wind coming from the other side. A woman called Gil, who was pulling the bridle, narrowed her eyes.

"Look, look."

Angelin looks at the point where she points, and the end of the pier appears to be floating on the water using empty barrels. The house was also connected by a rush, but it seemed that it would be possible to move by rowing if you were concerned. Angelin nodded as if impressed.

"Wow ... but why bother on the water ..." "There's a tradition of an ancestor being a mermaid. Superstitious people believe in it and try to live near water." ...... Really? "" Lie.

Angelin sharpened her mouth and deposited her body in the back of the carriage.

Angelin was supposed to be traveling alone, but as a luggage and general clerk, one of Lionel's former colleagues will accompany him. His name is Gilmenha. An active AAA-level adventurer with short reddish brown hair. Since he is the same generation as Lionel, he is almost youthful, even though he is close to forty. At Lionel's party, he mainly handles support and back-up work such as replenishment, searching for enemies, preparing for travel, and stands out and is witty. It was a selection of people who would help Angelin in that regard. Angelin liked to talk to her because she was easygoing and said strange things quite often.

The street is wide and horse-drawn carriages can cross. The capital is under the direct control of the Grand Duke, so there may be many nobles coming and going.

Angelin is also the first in Estgal. Going to a place you don't know is uplifting without mind. The anger at the time of his departure, which was blamed on his burning homecoming, seemed to have subsided during a half-month journey. However, when I remembered the scenery of Tornella and the like, I became angry again, and the scenery of Estgal seemed suddenly not interesting.

"... Have you ever been to Estgal?" "Yes. The northern troops of the empire across the river. On this side, the royal hero Baraburien. That battle was spectacular." "What happened?" "About three hundred years ago, Fufufu" "Sampik ..." "Well, no more jokes ..."

Gilmeña said.

"Would you like to go to the guild?"

Angelin shook his head.

"I didn't come to work separately .... I'm not interested in the guild of Estgal." Don't fix it ... "

Angelin put his elbow on his knees and put his cheeks on him. Gilmena was angry at Angelin's head with an amused face.

Eventually we arrived at Hatago. It is a large inn that keeps horses and carriages. Adventurers, peddlers, and travelers are coming and going. The ball seems to be three days later. It's like your itinerary is going well and you're back on time. However, as long as I decided to go, there is no specification even if it is swollen with orphan anyway. Angelin forcibly reopened, saying that the trouble was limited.

I carried my luggage into the room, had tea served and had a break. It's a room on the second floor. Because it is a riverside inn, a river runs under the window. Gilmena said, biting the candy like a squirrel.

"I'm waiting here, but Anger should go to the Grand Duke's mansion." "Eh ... why?" "Because I'm an invited customer ... I'm gonna go and get a dress or something. In addition, we can have you entertain in the room, fufufu "" Let's go with Gill together .... It seems uncomfortable alone "" I think it's useless to go. Ange has been invited because of his achievements, Basically, nobles don't get along well with adventurers. "" ... Even though you bring a lot of requests? "" That's a noble creature. I'm thinking.

Angelin leaned down on the chair and drank a cup of tea.

"I don't like it ... I wish I hadn't come ..." "I think so, why did you come?" "... Why? I thought everyone was annoying ..."

Gilmena laughed somberly.

"That's serious, Angers. Well, maybe. We're stronger in direct battles, but nobles know the tricks. We're quickly driven by a bit of bad reputation, punishment, or acquisition. … There are things that can't be helped just by your skills, in the world. ”“… What is the aristocrat for? ”“ It grows up on its own. He grabs money and medals from his pockets and corrupts us: Fufufu, "... Is it a lie?"

Angelin sighed as if he had given up. Sasha, Selenium and Helvetica were all good people of the same aristocracy. I wish everyone was noble, but I don't think the world is doing that well.

Either way, you have to get your face out of the way after you have come. I don't know what the award is, but if you give me a medal and you're done, you can go in front of the ball to get the medal and return home. Rather it is good. Angelin stood up.

"I'll go then ... but I don't know the way. Guide me." "Good. I don't even know the way. Fufufu." "... I don't know?" "No. I know."

Angelin loosened her mouth and silently poked Gilmena.

The two left the inn and walked in and out of the carriage without riding a carriage. A cold wind was blowing and my bare ears and nose were rubbed mercilessly.

"Would you bring an invitation?"

Angeline identified the envelope in the mantle pocket. Crumpled, but readable. Gilmegna put her hand on Anger's shoulder.

"Angier, I guess you don't like it, but don't explode? Let's hit it properly, pass it over, and go back to the orphans quickly." "... Yeah." "Because if you bend your navel, you're afraid of the back."

He walked along the river at the lead of Gilmenha and broke halfway. Gradually, the streets were sloping upwards, the streets became quieter, and the houses seemed to become larger. Some of them seem to have small training grounds for private soldiers, and there were calls from soldiers who seemed to be training.

In the deepest place, there was an extremely large building. Surrounded by tall stone walls, it looked like a fort. It is stone, sturdy, and seems to have a long history. Looking back, I was able to overlook the cityscape of Estgal, which stretches across the wide river. Perhaps a fort built to watch out against enemies across the river is still being used.

The big iron door was open. A tough soldier stands on each side, gazing at the area with large eyes. Perhaps because of the preparation for the ball, there are men and women who seem to be servants, noble carriages, dress tailors who seem to be loading souvenirs, and people who seem to be wholesalers of various ingredients.

Angelin stood up for a while, but eventually spoke to the soldier at the entrance.

"Um" "What the hell are you? This is not where the poor come."

The soldier responded to Angelin with an apparently disdainful attitude. Angelin snorted and sniffed out the invitation and handed it. The soldier looked suspicious, but looked at the sign of the letter, opened his eyes, looked inside and compared Angeline with the letter as even more surprised.

"Well, the Demon King's" black-haired war maiden "...?" "Is there a complaint?"

The soldier opened the way in dismay. Angeline frowns.

"Hey, I just don't want to be passed. Does anyone know?" "Gum ... We're just gatekeepers. Go inside and ask your servant." "Yes ... thank you."

Angelin bowed lightly, then turned around and looked towards Gilmenha.

"Go, but ... good, Gil? Don't come."

Gilmena laughed from the air.

"A glamorous place doesn't fit my gender. I don't want to quarrel with a noble, so I'm waiting at the inn. Please be careful."

Angeline crossed the gate with a fork. The inside of the wall is a courtyard, where people pass through, the bare soil is exposed, and the carriage wheel wheels are clearly marked, but other places have lawns, manicured flower beds and There were garden trees everywhere. The colors were sober as the seasons were seasonal, but the trees and grass still blossomed and seemed to delight the eyes. There's something like a lookout tower that sticks to the wall. There are many buildings made of wood, stone and plaster. Is it a place where servants and guests can stay?

Passing through such a place and going to the back, there was a particularly large and gorgeous building. This is the main building. Entrance doors are wide and wide open, wide open and open to the entrance with terrace. It seems to use marble, and it is beautiful as gloss. The Bordeaux family residence was also fine, but here it's incomparably bigger and better.

Angelin stood out in a completely unfamiliar landscape, with some pressure. I have no idea who I called. The aristocrats, who seemed to come to the Grand Duke's mood with souvenirs, looked at them sideways, laughed ridiculously and exchanged secret words.

At that time, there was someone who said, "Hey." When I looked at it, a middle-aged man was standing.

"Who are you from? Where did you come in?" "... What is your uncle here?" "What happened? In such a shabby appearance to the Grand Duke's mansion ..." "I was invited. Where is the archduke? "

Angelin handed the invitation. The servant looked through the invitation and opened his eyes astonishingly.

"Oh, you're that" black-haired warrior "... I heard the rumor but it's really young ..." "Is that a problem?" "No, no. Please wait. ''

The servant entered the hall quickly. Angelin sighed with his arms crossed. Don't get tired. If you look around, everyone who has a building is gorgeous. I feel like I'm lonely and strange. I thought I wouldn't be disappointed with that, but when it actually happened, I felt embarrassingly out of place.

"... afraid nobleman"

Angeline leaned against the wall of the palace and closed her eyes. Eventually, I heard my footsteps and opened my eyes.

"The agency is ready. Please come here." "Thank you ..."

Angelin is taken by a servant and enters the hall. As soon as I entered, I was freezing again. A huge chandelier descends from the ceiling of the entrance hall. It is decorated with glass and gold and silver, glittering, and seems to use yellowite instead of fire. Angeline feels a little nervous when she's stunned or interested, despite the abundance of expensive yellow pyroxene with flying gold coins to buy one. The marble floor at the feet is polished and shiny, and it seems to be reflected when approaching. I am worried that my shoes are dirty and there are no specifications. He walked through the carpeted corridor and passed through the room.

"I'll wait here."

The servant told the maid who stood beside the entrance something and went out fast. The room was not so large, but seemed to be for visitors, neatly arranged, and seemed to have subtle designs everywhere. There was an open door in the back, and when I looked into it, I saw the bathroom.

He sits on a sculptured chair and squirms. The cushion under the buttocks is soft. I feel comfortable sitting, but I feel like I want to get up. The maid brewed the tea, but I wasn't willing to talk to the cup.

Indeed, it's definitely too beautiful to settle down. Angelin convinced that it was natural that Gilmena did not want to come. And when it was everyday to live in such places, I thought that nobles would not despise the adventurers, but that they would not fall.

"... Even if you stand naked, everyone is the same."

I muttered. Whether you're dressed in gorgeous clothes or living in a splendid mansion, you're the same person if you're naked and thrown out in the wilderness. When that happens, it's much better in front of the tornella fireplace, where the smell of soot and straw, to return than this restless place.

At that time, the door opened and someone came in. He was a little over twenty. She wraps her mid-back body in clean clothes and strokes her hazy Ash Brown hair. The man stared at Angelin with a pretentious look. Angeline disliked it, but frowned a bit and didn't say anything.

"... You're a" black-haired war maiden "Angelin?"

Angelin nodded silently. The man frowned and sat down, opposite Angelin, and grumbled his fingers. The maid comes in haste and pours tea into the cup.

"I'm an unfriendly person. I've been devoting my medal to my father." "... Who are you?" "Oh, what? "!" "... I'm a countryman, please pardon me."

Angelin bowed down and hid his grimaces. I wondered if he had brought me here, and I was struck right now and felt like I wanted to. But doing that is hard. He folded his hands on his knees and squeezed. The man was outraged, but snorted to calm himself.

"Well, it's an adventurer after all, killing the Demon King! I'll forgive me a little rude!"

The man turned up in his chair, perhaps in a mood to mitigate Angeline's polite attitude.

"I'm Villar Estgal. Have you heard of my name?"

Angelin shook his head sideways, but reconsidered and agreed. As expected, Villar proudly lifted his mouth.

"Is it also known in the countryside like Orphen?"

I don't really know, but Angeline nodded vaguely. Villar leans forward with his elbows on the table.

"Is it true that the Demon King was strong?" "Yes ... it was strong."

Villar stood up and back and forth in the room.

"I'm relieved. I'm ashamed if I dedicate poor people to medals. But if you defeat powerful monsters, it's only natural that the medal is worth it. Sounds honorable?" ...... "Fufu ... I'm going to review my dad with this ... I wonder if my brother just looks good."

It was over, Angelin rinsed with a bitter face. Apparently, the man named Villar offered Angelin's order for himself, either to compete with his brother or to better remember his father, Archduke Estgal. Tired of thinking that you are dating a noble power game. Angry, Angelina said with a cup.

"So ... do you always get the medal? The faster you can, the better."

Villar had a stunned face.

"You, the medal isn't just what you get? There's a majestic ceremony, and you're going to put on the foil. Otherwise, who knows you've been awarded. It won't be honor. ''

I wanted to say that it didn't need to be known to anyone, but that's not true. Angelin reluctantly nodded, remembering Gilmeña's words. In short, we can't go back to the ceremony of the ball. Villar stared at Angelin and snorted.

"I'm sorry, it's a little dirty. If you go to the ball in that way, my face will be destroyed.

Villar called the maid.

"Take care of this guy. Put it in the bath and clean it and send it a fine dress. Don't forget that you're the guest I called? Clean it up in three days. I'm a little thin, so I have plenty of food! Teach me the minimum manners, don't be ashamed to me. "" Yes "

The maid nodded. Villar laughed satisfactorily and looked at Angeline.

"I'm busy, you're here. Don't bother me too much?"

With that said, Villar went out with a stride. As soon as the doors closed, Angelin relaxed from his body. Even fighting high-ranking beasts is rarely tiring so far. It is supposed to be the same aristocrat, but completely different from the three Bordeaux sisters. I just want to praise myself for not exploding.

"... afraid nobleman"

Angeline muttered and called out to the maid.

"Ah, can I have another cup of tea ...?" "Yes."

We rinsed the brewed tea. It feels more delicious than before. Angelin took a big breath and talked to the maid.

"What kind of person is that person ...?" "Huh? You don't know?" "I don't know ... only the name"

I just added it. The maid nodded as convinced.

"Villard can be the second child of the Grand Duchy." "... What do you think of that person?"

When asked by Angelin, the maid swam a bit offended. Angelin laughed.

"Okay, I'm an adventurer ... not a noble spy?"

The maid also laughed.

"That's right ... I'd like to ask myself secretly."

Maid says that Villar is a typical young nobleman. He is a born aristocrat, and unlike the upbringing, he has little monetary greed, but he has a strong desire for power. However, it seems that Fernando outperforms Villar in every respect and is not doing well.

"Angelin's medal was also announced by Villar. It was probably proposed in response to the statement of the Grand Duchy to see if anything could be the highlight of the ball."

Angelin sighed, therefore, if the award was a year late. For too much silly reason, he seems to be angry.

"... Isn't your brother friendly?" "What? It doesn't look like it's seen from the side ..." "Fan ... two brothers?" And one brother who is half-mother, four people in total. "

Angelin stuck her cheek. Will they meet sooner or later? The maid walks around Angelin's hazy eyes and sees it as a barrage.

"... What?" "No, what kind of dress would be a good match?" "... I'm not good at dresses." … Can you take a bath? ”“ …… It ’s soft? ”

Angelin stood up.

What is Dad doing now? I thought such a thing.

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By the time Angelin arrived in Estgar, the winter was about to arrive in Orphen. The first day of snow fell the other day, and the traffic turned white, but a warm day like swaying came and the snow melted, and then the cold wind began to blow again. Several cold days and warm days have come this way, and winter is gradually getting fuller. The absence of Angeline wasn't enough to support the guild, but the management was all acquainted. I feel lonely if I don't meet my face.

Yuri was sitting at the counter and organizing documents at the guild that was full of clients and adventurers that day. The reception for exclusive use of high-rank adventurers does not mean that people come one after another, unlike ordinary receptionists.

"Hmm ... this is a monster of rank B where it is equivalent to rank D ... this is it."

Older requests may be useful later. Check the contents together with the report and classify them according to the case. If something goes wrong, create a database so that you can look up past cases. This is what we learned in the Demon King Uproar. Lionel has come over. Her complexion is increasingly blue, as if she were sick.

"Yuri ... near Astellinos ... C rank dungeon material ..." "A little Rio, are you okay?" "I wish I could do it ..." "I shouldn't have had to say it sooner. I didn't have to do anything cruel to teach the day before ..." I thought I was going to do it, but there seemed to be a letter to the lord of Orphen, and it wasn't easy for Angers to be in Orphen ... T ... Why are they so scared, though not so strong? "

Yuri sighed.

"That's how it happened because I was holding it alone again. It's good not to bother others, but as a result it's the most annoying, so think a bit more." "Yes. That's a bad habit ... "

Lionel breathed greatly. At that time, a figure appeared on the counter. Hit the counter with your hand.

"Thank you!"

Yuri turned his eyes on. Ears pointed like bamboo leaves and silver hair smooth like silk. The elf was standing. His face is lifted with his eyes, but it is as beautiful as artificial. The two lost their words for the rare elves' appearance. But, as opposed to its beauty, the elf girl aroused evil.

"Is this the reception ?! I came to be an adventurer! What should I do?" "I'm going to rank S soon!"

Some people hit the elf's shoulders leaning from behind.

"Mary, I'm happy, but don't ask me that way." "Is that so?" "Yes. Staff are in trouble."

The middle-aged man, who appeared from behind the elf, smiled bitterly. The man wore a fur vest under the cloak, tied his red hair behind, and a red beard covered his chin as well. It looks like a feature I heard somewhere. Lionel and Yuri open their mouths.

"Oh, oh, oh, you?" "Oh, sorry."

The red-haired man walked to the counter and smiled intimately. The right prosthesis hummed.

"My name is Belgriff. Angelin ... I came to see my daughter. Do you know where you are?"