Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Ooh, there's been an overlap of letters and exchanges over crystal plates, but I'm actually glad to see you. It's called Selkeft-Neschfel."

"Welcome. It's nice to talk to you face to face like this. Fareed-Bahalzad, who keeps the Bahalzad. Regards."

King Farid and King Selkeft, who came to Termwilds, smile and shake hands. King Fareed, who completed his duties, also joined us, and inside the Knight's Tower facing the Garrison, southerners met and watched in a room for guest viewing.

Baharzad and Neshfer are neighboring countries, not to mention sandwiching their magic accumulation. It would be a good thing that the kings of each country actually deepen their friendship face-to-face in this way.

Princess Elkham and Prince Orlan were also nodding yeah when they saw the seemingly upbeat fathers.

As an alliance, the faces that are staying in Kings and Term Wills from all over the country are also greeting the newly arrived faces, and the VIP room of the Knight's Tower has become quite busy.

"The world is wide...... That's something with all kinds of races..."

Rapshem says it stings. Queen Eldraine and Rovisa of Grantios, Weltes and Eckels. They greeted faces like Volkeor and Kara in the Demonic Kingdom.

"Lord Theodore didn't care about our eyes at all. Though I thought it was a little different from what I was hearing about the outside world, I'd be convinced if we had this kind of intimacy with a diverse race."

Leshtam laughed pleasantly at Rapshem's words.

"Nice to meet you."

"Welcome."

It is an Enmel who laughs and shakes hands pleasantly with Volkeor.

"The Kingdom of Verdogal...... especially since Termwilds itself has long been a tolerant terroir for other races. I think it's easy for all of the Gimmels."

Grace says pleasantly as she sees the sight.

Right. Even for Grace, I think things would have been different again if it hadn't been for the Verdogal terroir that had been cultivated for so long, even though there was a ring with the racial identity seal my mother left me. As for the terroir, it's also because of Claudia's shrine.

"Claudia's the reason around here."

"There's something about the labyrinth. I didn't want to see the gentle kids out there fighting and scratching."

"Mm. I appreciate it."

"This is how I met everyone."

To Claudia's words, Sheila and Illumhilt also had a smile on their faces.

"Pfft. Nevertheless...... high spirits to the goddess of the moon. And the countries and demons everywhere...? Lord Theodore's story is astonishing."

"Absolutely."

When Effileto shook his shoulder with pleasure, he then said, Cedis also closed his eyes and agreed to smudge as he wrapped his arms around him.

Looks like the Knights and the Mages are ready while we're at it. As King Melvin turned his gaze and nodded, and King Serkeft and Effileto and Ganatev went out to the terrace seat together, applause and cheer arose from the facades gathered at the squad yard and the reception hotel.

King Melvin gently spreads his hands and speaks out in anticipation of the applause and cheer subsiding.

"Everyone's things are sincerely dauntless. I was able to welcome guests from the South tonight. The kingdom of Neshfer, as well as the Gimmel tribe and the tribes that share its roots with it, also subscribe to the significance of the Alliance. I am delighted to be able to welcome my new good neighbor in Wangdu in this way. We hope that everyone's daily drilling will lead us to greater goodwill and strengthen our bonds in tonight's hospitality."

That's how King Melvin uttered it, and applause and cheer arose again from everyone.

By the way, they say vagrant clans don't name their clans after acknowledging themselves as vagrant clans.

Formerly an exile of the ancient kingdom, they also inherit it it, so they receive it as good by vagrant clans and anonymous.

A big round of applause and cheer happened each time to King Serkeft, Effileto and Ganatev and each of them for their gratitude and words of welcome. At the end of those greetings and mouths, King Melvin put up a drink and said, "To our upcoming bond! When I say," Everyone says the same word.

That's how the hospitality at the royal castle began. The orchestras, knights and sorcerers mix to show a formation flight with magic effects to match the brave melodies, and the Serkeft kings who saw it smile and applaud.

It looks gorgeous and flashy, but being able to move tomorrow is also a gift of advanced training and collaboration skills. I can see that they are highly skilled, so even the Selkeft Kings would be a sight inside.

After a paragraph of hospitality at the Royal Castle, we're moving to the Fire Springs. Dinner seats are also available at the lounge.

Prince Oran and the Rapshems had visited earlier, so that's the second time.

"You've never seen anything like this before."

"It was surprisingly fun to play. There are magic props for underwater breathing, and you can rest assured of everything."

Looking at the swimming pool from the lounge terrace, Leshtam, who bought a guide and left, gave a pleasant commentary to Effileto, who was slightly confused with his eyes on the flowing pool and water slider.

"So... shall we try it? I remember swimming when I was little."

Effileto has a strangely temperamental look as to whether everything is a challenge.

"Ever since I became a witch head, I've been in a position, and I haven't been out of the settlement much. These opportunities must be fun."

His eyes were narrowing slightly as Rapshem watched such an exchange.

"The Gimmels had a more closed impression."

Cedis laughs bitterly.

"That's not wrong. It's just that... Effileto has a different personality, and what we were afraid of was not diminishing our traits, but essentially narrowing our interaction with the spirits."

"I tried talking to Lord Auria, but the witch's head and the ancients also said that that too might change in the future. If we can see a solution from the magic tech side, the Gimmels might go out a little bit more and interact with other races in the future."

Says Rapshem and Embel. I thought I might be able to solve the problem by referring to elf spirituality. That's - I'm sure it's not a bad thing.

"If that's the case, I'll work with you as far as I can."

"That's comforting. Everyone will be delighted."

When I say that, Rapshem makes his expression soft.

"Hmm. Maybe it's time for us to change. The events of the past will be a distorted way to teach us a lesson and to let our offspring be bound to it without darkness."

say as Ganatev conceived.

"Never after so much time from the ancient kingdom. Not to mention Big Book's problem is solved. I know the truth, and I am still a good neighbor, and I am no different from those who make my ancestors alike."

King Serkeft was also smiling at Ganatev's words and shaking hands again. Neschfel, there doesn't seem to be a problem with the future of the Gimmel and vagrant clans. I don't know if it's because I've ever had dealings with Neschfel about the stray clan and I have the trust I've developed. Some, like the Imrods, caused problems, but it would be a matter of individuals, not of tribes. Raneb will be working with Imrod and the others from Neshfel.

As such, the good aroma of appetite began to tickle my nostrils, as the preparation of dinner seemed steadily progressing when I was indulgent in the resting area. That's a dish with lots of ingredients from the labyrinth.

There is also mammoth meat from the tree ice forest… there is no sea around Neschfel, so there are many dishes with seafood from the demonic waters. You just want everyone to have fun.