Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Congratulations, Camilla"

"Thank you, Father"

Camilla with tears in her eyes and Donato with a gentle grin chanting words.

"Congratulations on this one"

Kennel, who was watching it, quietly bows his head and mouths the words of blessing. Kennel also had those eyes red as he grinned quietly.

"Lord Kennel... I'm finally relieved, too. I don't know, we're gonna have a drink tonight."

"No, no, that's just it. I have plans after this, and most importantly, I can't keep up with Lord Donato's drunkenness. But if you're free, I'll stay with you for just a few drinks."

You don't have to come.

So... after the ceremony, we get back in the carriage and the banquet seat is scheduled to open at Baron Sirn's house. I'll get out of the carriage and head to collect the Sirius.

A golden wolf was forming in front of the cockpit as we boarded the Sirius. I also keep Ignis on the deck as a lookout...... apparently he was on the lookout himself.

As I approach, the Golden Wolf slowly rises and moves to give way to the cockpit to distort the edge of his mouth.

... Hmm. Then let's say we move the ship. Just like when we arrived in Baron Sirn territory, we should let them dock over the groves.

Moving over the miscellaneous woods to moor the ship, overlooking the already festive Baron Sirn territory. After this, I plan to take Harvesta with me to the Baron Sirn's house, as there will be a meeting in conjunction with the banquet seating pastime. I'll also take the haunted pumpkin I brought from Termwilds. Trying to get off the ship with a pumpkin floating in the levitation, the Golden Wolf also came out on deck again.

"Are you coming with me to the banquet?

When asked, the Golden Wolf shook his head to the side. I wonder if it's my turn to fly the ship like this. Well, it's not a shipyard. If you want to protect the ship, that would be a good story.

"Well...... you'll be fine. Ignis is waiting for me, too, and I can't move without knowing how it works. You should come with me."

With that said, the Golden Wolf nodded after a little cruise.

Since the power source is the main body of the Golden Wolf in the first place, and there are places where it is disgraceful, I wonder if we can turn down the supply of energy if we have to.

"Nevertheless... it's always inconvenient for you"

I know it's Sirius if you want to name it, but don't wear it with the name of the ship. If you think so and leak the word, the Golden Wolf will stare at me.

... Does that mean you don't mind giving it a name?

"... how about an alpha?

Alpha Wolf showing the leader wolf of the herd, and the name taken from the Alpha Star of Oyster.

The Golden Wolf does not say anything in particular, but sits on the deck. I'm not sure if you like it or not, but it doesn't look like you're protesting. Slowly the tail sways wide from right to left.

Well... is it a good place with alpha?

That's why I leave the ship to Ignis, descending from the deck towards the grove with the Alpha and Harvesta, and then the haunted pumpkin.

"Hey, did I get there first?"

Although we have arrived at Ashley's mansion, the carriage has not yet arrived. I checked with the visual link with Cadkeus, and it looks like he's about to come this way through the main street.

Hmm. Haunted pumpkins take a place. Let's tell the servant first and let him put it out of the way.

And everyone started their banquet seats when they arrived at the mansion. The Illumhilts continue to buy me musicians and play bright, fun music, because I have five musicians. Though he said he would take turns eating and doing well.

Sometimes it means that we have a lot of people in us, and we seem to have opened the large hall of the Baron Sirn family, where tables and chairs are lined up to create an environment where we can talk freely to each other.

Alpha was eye-catching, just like Tefra, but it's a big deal. Sitting on the floor with Lavine and quiet. Alpha had also been stroked in the head by Mallane and Charlotte.

Apparently, there is something physical.

"Dear Theodore, Dear Ashley. Congratulations."

"Yeah, thanks"

The barons' ministers come to us to greet us one after the other. Let's play a solid role here with the lord and his fiancée. Sometimes the future of the Baron Sirn family is bright, and no one seems to imitate it more like selling themselves in. It seems to be only a matter of courtesy that water is to be given to today's celebratory mood.

The Baron Sirn family is having a lot of trouble. A former guard captain, Oslo, has done some scandals, and I guess he's right about the collar.

"I didn't expect to see Master Elliot again... and that's such a happy day... Ugh"

There's a greeting coming to me too, so Elliot and Camilla, the stars of the day, deserve it.

He seems pretty busy with the words of celebration and greetings on behalf of the ministers and servants of the Baron Sirn family. As I greeted Elliot, some ministers were crying.

Princess Stephania and Princess Adriana also seem to be receiving a substitute greeting, as does Mercedia and Elmer, who are consolidating their surroundings.

"Good day, both of you"

And - Grace laughs bitterly when finally the greeting round shows a paragraph and calm down.

"I wonder if I can finally calm down and mouth the dish"

And I smile back, too.

Sometimes Kennel has been preparing them for days, and they are excellent, such as well-simmered stews. Seems to melt the moment you put the meat in your mouth.

"Delicious."

Says Sheila as she carries the stew to her mouth. The band seems to be eating from Sheila first and turning in order.

"The town was an amazing festival"

"Yeah. You could see it from the Sirius, but you were pretty excited"

Nodding at Ashley's words. Drink or sing or make noise. Everyone was dressed and dancing and singing on the go. After boarding the Sirius, it's worth the effort.

"By the way, we're sending out a circular to the adventurers to gather in the guild for a drink. Even if you're drunk, it's unlikely to be rubbing with the residents."

And, Beline smiles. You did also see the adventurers toasting with a jock filled with ale in front of the Adventurers Guild.

As always, does Beline say there is no such thing? Something like caring for Baron Siln's territory?

"By the way... is that Ibilweed the example Harvesta you?

Beline asks, keeping an eye on the harvester placed in the window frame behind me. I guess I'm hearing some facts from Kennel.

"That's right. Ashley grew it with water magic from when she was a seed."

"So the nature is determined by the magic of the environment during the demonic childhood. Of course, some species are born violent because they vary from race to race."

Beline nods at Claudia's words.

"… that story is an interesting one"

As an Adventurer Guild, you won't miss hearing stories about the nature of demons.

Hmm. If we're going to talk about Harvesta, should we touch it before everyone's booze goes on? Let's talk to your father and Malcolm as well.

"- So this is the pumpkin."

When I brought the haunted pumpkin into the large hall using levitation, I cheered, oh. I call it a harvester held by Ashley and grown up, I call it a giant pumpkin, and it attracts a lot of attention. He may also excel as an uplifter of banquet seats.

The barons' ministers may be entrusted with the task of ruling the countryside everywhere in the territory, so I guess it makes sense to speak in this place.

"Do you grow up that big and it doesn't taste bad?

"I cooked and tried it, but it was sweet and delicious."

"Non is also behind the mansion, planting the deposited Ibilweed with the crops, but they also grew up quite a bit."

And, kennel. Even Ashley's mansion seems to be doing well with the Ibilweed farming method.

"Because of this, and why don't you cook and serve this pumpkin here"

"That's funny"

"So let's say we cut it off"

"Shall I do it? If you let me float in the revulsion as it is, I'll cut it apart."

Rosemary asks.... Hmm. It looks better than my water magic amputation. Let's just say we leave this place to Rosemary.

Nodding, a magic circle unfolds at the end of Rosemary's feather fan. Flashing the feather fan twice and three times as it was, the haunted pumpkin was split with magic thread.

"It's a celebratory day, and we need to cheer it up."

And, Rosemary laughs small, hiding her mouth with a feather fan. The servants recovered the pumpkins that were floating and transported them to the kitchen. The invitees also seem to be thriving, above all.

"As for the challenges ahead...... whether this is how you make a big crop come to fruition and you lose the power of the soil when you make it next. What happens if Ibilweed changes generations? After that... we want to find out what happens to other crops, especially wheat."

"Hmm. That's an interesting story."

"Sure. Wheat won't grow, but if it helps grow crops, the harvest may stabilize."

Father and Malcolm are, of course, no other personnel for the baroness ministers. I'm nodding with a serious look.

"If a small crop is going to grow, it will also reduce the amount of things that suffer from hunger. Let's fatten livestock too if we can afford it. Looks like there's still something to look into...... This could be a big discovery."

My father roars with a serious face. You mean you can also expect to increase livestock production in the second place? That's for sure. So does dairy cows, and farming horses can help.

"So...... we want farmers to be recruited to plant an experimentally different nature Ibilweed to grow wheat. I will restore the local power with water magic and earth magic if there is a continuity disorder, and I will thank you for the fact that you helped me experiment even if it doesn't work. It's also a story that His Majesty Melvin is holding us back."

"That's a great story. Some people are interested in talking, so let that person know what they're talking about. Tomorrow I'm going to visit the mansion."

Kennel seems to be getting the roots right, too. Kennel's candidate would, well, make no mistake.

"But then... I don't think it's going to be easy to call it Ibilweed or anything like that."

"Hmm. If you changed your nature, shouldn't you change your name, too? Harvester was named after Ashley."

and the baroness ministers exchange words. And the gaze that gathers at me.

...... hmm. Is that the name of Ibilweed?

"... How about a Noble Leaf? I think they think we're more like partners than asylum seekers."

The nature of the wild Ibilweed, too, if you think it's lonely. Helping the surrounding plants grow may also fit the term Noble.

This story of Harvesta and Ibilweed revamped Noble Leaf is also a bright ingredient for Baron Siln. A pleasant smile stood out to the attendees at the banquet.