Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

The Sirius will be moored to inform him of his arrival from Verdogal as soon as possible, and the process of entering the city will be carried out.

"Lord Theodore - no, I see you should call me Lord Boundary. Welcome out. I'm asking you to take me to the palace."

"Was I? Well, thank you."

The long-lasting figures of the soldiers on the riverside responded politely. The Sirius will once left to Alpha and Ambram, Lavine and Corliss to dock at the estuary port. If anything, the response will be done by Ambram, who is taking the figure of a person, and the defensive force will be the face of the remaining user demons.

So we all travel around the city in a big carriage.

King Drafdenia's capital, Steinberg, is a scenic place called the ancient capital. Originally born into a family of doctors and pharmacists, King Angelf also focused on cultural and academic encouragement.

As such, a well maintained and spacious road. Unified architectural style houses. Square in the temple… and a city was born where sophisticated urban atmosphere and aspects of history that have accumulated disturb each other.

A place that has been the capital of Drafdenia since before its founding. A place that survived several wars and continues to be the capital.

"- So the people of Drafdenia are proud of it, and I'm talking about calling it the ancient capital. It's a long history, actually."

Scratching and explaining about Steinveil on the move, everyone was listening with interest.

"Sure, it's a beautiful city"

"Right. Midway between Termwilds and Vinesdora, I wonder. There are a lot of adventurers."

Stephania nods and answers Grace's words.

Vinesdora, king's capital of Silvatoria. That city is certainly neat and tidy.

The city's incorporation of integrity and magic had created an atmosphere of being a magical and academic capital….

If you say so, Steinveil may indeed have an atmosphere of adding Termwilds and Vinesdora and dividing them by two. It would be a familiar air for us to see the adventurer quite a bit.

The carriage leads through the main street from the estuary port - and into the castle in the heart of the city. The castle is built on a small mountain or hill. I have the impression that this is a remnant of a former era, more ancient, more rigid in quality and more practical than I feel from the streets. You used the terrain to build the castle as it was.

The carriage stops in the garden. When we all went down, the women came and guided us into the castle.

Looks like they put him through to the equivalent of a VIP room. I'm guessing it wasn't between us because our visit was a private purpose.

Tea and sugar sweets are served...... I give the lady a letter I have left from King Melvin.

A little while later, one person came with the Kingsguard knight of the escort. The crown and standing tells the story of the person's identity.

He is now King Drafdenia, King Leandre-Drafdenia.

Thirty cars old. There. It wouldn't be forty. I have the impression that the jaw is harsh and full of wild flavors... and I can see that I am working out quite a bit of my body from that standing behavior. More like a samurai than a king...... yes, don't get me started when I'm told I'm an adventurer.

The Predecessor retired and succeeded to the throne in a full circle. It's been a few years since I inherited it, but I inherited the foundation of my predecessor as it was, and it's fair and not bad reputation. It also inherits the line of friendship with Verdogal, as can be seen from the fact that it was cooperative in the spurious information flow of the demon killer. Preliminary information suggests a credible person.

"This... Your Majesty Leandre. I'll see you first. My name is Theodor-Wilcloud-Gartener-Forestania."

Standing and welcoming King Leandre, he introduces himself in a courtesy.

"It's a long way off. I'm in. It's Leandre-Drafdenia. Regards."

And, King Leandre has asked to shake hands. When I shook my hand, I thought it was made of weapons training on my palm and found that there was an octopus. King Leandre also opened his eyes to see if he had perceived something here through a handshake.

"This is... amazing. His youth makes him a magician and yet a terrible skill at physical surgery. I didn't expect to see any gaps in standing. No, that's why you're a demon-killer hero."

"I'm afraid so."

A samurai can guess his opponent's skill to some extent from his standing and behavior, but... so does King Leandre.

Answer gratuitously, and I will introduce everyone at the end of my introduction to King Leandre and myself. King Leandre nodded quietly, although he seemed to have only a little taste for his wife's abundance.

King Leandre opens his mouth at the end of everyone's introduction.

"Hmm. A polite introduction hurts. Sir Theodore's brave name is overheard. I also let my eyes go through King Melvin's writ. I'm talking about a private honeymoon."

"Yes, it means a sightseeing trip in search of King Angelf's footsteps"

"Even if it's not a public visit, I expect the heroes of the Kingdom of Verdogal to become acquainted with our country's proud King of Angelf, which will lead to friendship between the two countries"

That's what King Leandre laughed at.

"Thank you. I'm hoping to look around with my wives...... is there anything I should be aware of? You think this is a place you shouldn't be in?"

"When it comes to active military installations like castles and fortifications, there's no way we're going to show the boulders anything... If you want to tour the ruins, ancient castles, ancient battlefields, etc., there is no reason or problem to stop. I'll have a guide if I have to."

A guide? I'm not that familiar with geography within Drafdenia, and you should honestly ask for it here.

I'm going to understand quite a bit about being a demon killer or an airship or the impression of seeing myself from the outside. Even if you're an eyewitness player, there's nothing to be backward about, so if you accept him, we can rest in peace with each other for the duration of our stay. On top of that... if there is any conspiracy or other intent, then that's the time. I'm sure we can handle this emotionally.

"Well, thank you"

"I understand. But... I heard it was a flying ship, but it usually came down the river."

"I thought it would be harder for you to make a scene."

"Hmm. That's for sure"

"... If so, will Your Majesty take a ride?

When asked so, King Leandre brightened his expression. Apparently, I was hoping for a flying ship.

"Oh. then...... right. Tomorrow...... do you mind if I accompany the rest as my first guide? While staying in boulders, it's impossible to follow them everywhere, so in any case, the guide will be introduced to the others."

"Yes, definitely."

"Hmm. Then it's settled. Then... shall we talk about the inn? I would never mind having you stay in the castle...... the situation envisaged in that case would be somewhat inconsistent with Sir Theodore's preferences as we speak. Considering that it is a private sightseeing or honeymoon, we are also prepared to introduce you to the City Inn"

King Leandre concluded his words by adding: "I'd like to invite you to dinner only because I have a welcome for you this evening.

My hobbies, huh? Certainly, I don't really like the fact that noble factions are all over the place or greeting each other. Staying in the castle is also assumed to be such a greeting, so you won't be able to relax.

"Thank you for your overlapping care. We also wanted to feel the city air. If you don't mind, I'd like to introduce you to the City Inn."

"Well, that's settled. I will bring a guide during my stay, so I will let him guide me to the inn. Looking forward to seeing you again at dinner table."

That's what King Leandre said and left in a good mood. Tomorrow, I promised to get on the airship, so I have a lot of errands to finish by the end of the day.

"Fareed, you're about to get along with His Majesty."

And Ashley said.

"Oh, sure."

King Fareed was the king who stood on the battlefield himself, and King Leandre was... what. The Kingdom of Drufdenia had no battle with foreign countries in the days of King Leandre, but King Leandre was haunted by the atmosphere of beating up.

Oh, yeah. There's an atmosphere close to Oswald, vice president of the Term Wills Adventurer Alliance.

I don't know about running adventurers with patience on boulders... but there's an atmosphere where you seem to be doing as much as crusading demons in a joint operation with adventurers. From the draughdenian air, it's a possible story.