"Looks like Mr. Elliott was told to join His Highness Stephania's guard."

"Good..."

Elliot is already on the move aboard Saphir. Scratching the situation over there and explaining it, Ashley exhaled as she relieved herself. It seemed to ease everyone's nervousness.

"In this case, I wonder if that would mean a secret detective from Zadias."

"Right. If anything changes, I'm supposed to give Zadias some information, so I guess I'll have to keep my mouth shut."

Answer Claudia's words. If you're going to use a hand called false information, the information you give over there is too much and too little, and you have to think about natural additions and subtractions. If it is not a situation where it is really necessary because the risk is greater, we should refrain from doing so as much as possible.

As for this one, there is nothing too alarming and insufficient. If you're telling me that you ordered surveillance after feeling Elliot's disobedience in the act, it's a big deal. Even if it was going well, this is enemy territory, and you should think that unintentionally hitting it is still not enough.

"So long, sister. Come here."

"Yes."

Rosemary and Princess Stephania, then Ambram takes her up to the next room.

To get Ambram dressed as a shadow fighter and send him to the inn. Ambram is wearing the servant's clothes, but when she transforms, she has various problems with the size of the clothes, so it takes some effort to get her to change before then.

When I came back, Princess Stephania was in two, but one of them is Ambram.... Maybe it's more real to wear your servant's clothes and look like you're having fun. Thus, Princess Stephania seems to have something to admire about her non-royal way of life.

"Your Highness Stephania, your hand."

"Thank you, Ashley"

We need blood for Ambram's transformation. Ashley magically blocks the wound on her fingertips.

"Well, let's get moving."

Nodding to Grace's words at the end of the allowance, almost all of the party members travel to the inn where they plan to stay. However, the real Princess Stephania, Serafina, Lavine, Ignis and Tefra stand out, so they are waiting in separate residences.

"If I take the room, I'll connect the underground corridor."

"Yeah. I'll see you later"

Serafina and Tefra wave at me and drop me off.

When the provision for the separate residence of the Marquis of Gilbolt is diminished, it is the end of the line. I know it's bad for the pavilion owner, but let me connect the underground tunnel from the separate residence of the Marquis of Gilbolt to the inn room on the assumption that I'll fill it when I'm done.

"This is His Highness Stephania. I have heard more from the Marquis's users. Please come this way."

Ask the innkeeper to show you to your room. Let me take three rooms on the first floor of the inn to make it easier to connect with the basement. Ambram in the middle room. It's a form where escorts stay on both sides and consolidate.

"I don't face the boulevard, are you sure this way?

"Yes."

Ambram snorts controlled by Rosemary.

It is easy to escape when something happens to be the ground floor part, and when trying to surround the inn in order to face the back alley, the deployment of personnel is delayed and the enclosure is diminished.

"We will use this room during your stay in Vinesdora. How dare you?"

and Ambram pays a considerably larger amount as an advance. Well, it could be a nuisance fee or something. The fearful innkeeper tried to be a stern once, but when Ambram says he will take care of him, he takes it with respect.

There is no harm in making a good impression on the owners and employees of the inn. I think Zadias' lack of popularity might help him get a lot of advantages out of it.

Hmm. Something like I'm finally ready for my stay in Vinesdora.

Zadias came only one night after that, after noon.

I'm staying in the room where Elliot faces the street. Cadkeus, who was waiting in the same room, carried out a lookout on the front street and discovered as soon as possible a group of carriages coming along the boulevard accompanied by knights.

"Looks like he's here."

Everyone snorts at my words. Although I dress as a servant because of Princess Stephania's escort, it is a precise battle posture that everyone is armed with swords and other weapons or wearing dragon scale gear under their clothes. Though it would only show to the extent that I have normal security because it looks lightweight.

Though, the other side has also brought in less fighting power. There will be enough room at the moment to keep the equipment disguised as well. I'm a fine sword. Grace switches the weapon she normally uses to a different object, such as a cane, and lays down her hand so that she can't take care of it until it's in action.

There's nothing good about being pushed into a room but a scandal.

Ambram is waiting in the sunny seats of the inn's dining room in the guise of enjoying the after-dinner tea. That's why I, Grace, Sheila and Elliot are holding back as escorts.

Everyone else is in the basement of the Inn with the real Princess Stephania. The liaison role of each other is as Cadkeus relays.

"Sir Benedict. May I have a moment?

"What is it?

An innkeeper calls Elliot and punches him in the ear. Elliot tells Ambram to snort.

"His Highness Stephania. His Royal Highness Zadias is here."

"Please come through."

Ambram answers with a grin just because the story is going through. When Elliot conveyed Ambram's response to the innkeeper, the employee returned to the lobby of the inn where Zadias would have come in awe.

Fairly smooth flow. It would be Elliot who would tell me that even if I brought it here, it would be a bad step.

"This is His Highness Stephania. I'm in a good mood."

When Zadias walks into the dining room, he lets her try to grace herself in a good mood.

"His Highness Zadias. We're out of time."

Ambram stood up, picked the hem of his skirt and thanked him back.

"No, you're as beautiful as ever"

Zadias says… In fact, we know that he has no respect for Princess Stephania.

"Thank you. Please, come here."

Zadias is urged to sit across from Ambram.

I'm not going to bother to stand up hostile and make you be alert.

"I'm sorry I'm late to say hello. How busy."

"It's about no prying. As the same royalty, I intend to understand."

"It would help if you could say that."

After engaging in socio-normative exchanges such as this, Ambram says.

"Thank you for dispatching Sir Benedict. We feel safe on the road and after arriving in Vinesdora."

"It's no big deal. He's wearing a mask, so I think he's a little confused."

"Marquis Gilbolt said he was a definite identity."

"Was I? However, I did not expect to arrange such lodgings as would be used by such descendants. Shall I say he is innocent, too? The Imperial Castle is much safer, isn't it?

I expect to take away the inn and hang out at the royal castle. It's just not possible in the Royal Castle to change the structure and set up a security system to make this one easier to do. Even if it is the Shadow Warriors who stay in the Imperial Castle, they are not willing to move from here.

"No. This is what I wanted. Sometimes, he wants to stay in these inns and enjoy the travel and exotic air. Besides, this inn is also medium-high format, and His Royal Highness Zadias and the Marquis provide escorts, so there is no discontent or anxiety."

Ambram makes me laugh back in quite Princess Stephania terms. In fact, they say even Vinesdora is quite a luxury inn. The employees are attentive, and I don't feel dissatisfied.

"Hmm. This was impeccable on me, wasn't it? Your Highness's escort is also young, so just in case something happens, it depends on how worried you are. I know it's a misleading way of saying it, but please don't take it badly."

"Oh. I know what you need for an escort is intimidation. They're pretty good with their arms, but they don't look nervous, so they're great for visiting friends."

"I see. Was there a reason for that"

"Matius."

"Yes."

Ambram calls me by my name and I leave a step back. My hair is dyed, but I don't wear a disguise ring. Well, it's a pseudonym.

"This is my opportunity. Why don't you show your martial arts to His Highness Zadias as a tea seating pastime?"

"Ho."

Zadias narrows his eyes with interest. If you're here to explore, you'll want to know the extent of your opponent's power.

"Speaking of children, a Verdogal martial officer. I would be interested in this if it were also an escort for His Highness Stephania..."

"Now, get your eyes dirty."

Respond in a courtesy. What you show off is not a wand, but a fine sword, and it's not magic, it's fighting.

Get together and move to the terrace seat on Boulevard.

"Sheila, if I give the signal, I wonder if you could throw even pebbles at the right height"

"Okay."

Sheila responds. Pull out the fine sword and cut the sky twice and three times, letting it stand around with the fine sword, referring to the movement of the fine sword taught by Michaela and the movement of the BFO player in memory.

Occasionally, he shows the martial arts of the spike system with stepping in and simultaneously with applications from cane surgery. Sending Sheila a gaze, two, three and pebbles were thrown up.

"Phew."

He briefly leaked his exhalation, breaking one stone, and trying to skewer two pebbles in space to continue standing with a struggling body.

"This is brilliant. I didn't think I could move that much at that age."

"It would. I look forward to the future, too."

Ambram and Zadiaz applaud, and I'll give them a hand to respond.

There was room for Zadias to laugh. The strength I expected from my age exceeded, but to this extent it is not a threat?

Just because caning and body surgery are good applications in handling fine swords, they don't use circulating smell, and they don't show off one of the air warfare techniques.

As Zadias, I also have Elliot, and I suppose he thinks the fine swords are incompatible with the armored black knights.

Well, that's good. It would be more convenient for Zadias to insult the power of Princess Stephania. Try to get a low estimate of this battle power until it's close to seeding.