Soon it was the day of the audience. For the past three days, Cain was spending time with the Reservate under the direction of the King to be with him. Reservate can also move to the capital city by transfer magic, so he stays in Dorintl without worrying about it. In fact, it is only one's secret that the food offered at Drintor is just a favorite.

"Let's go to the royal capital soon. We have time for the audience." "That's right. I'm looking forward to the concubine. Is there anything more to say?"

Cain smiles at Reservate with a smile.

"... Yeah, it's very beautiful. The clothes look good." "Um, I've been waiting for those words.

Satisfied with Cain's words, Reservate smiled wide. Today's reserve is dressed like a messenger. It was a bit different from the formal dress of the race, and was dressed in black and based on fine lace, and full of colour. The beauty is increasing in line with Reservate's gray hair. They joined hands and transferred to the royal capital.

After their transfer to the royal capital, the two ride a chariot from Cain's mansion to Ojo Castle. He had told him that he was going with Cain in advance, and his servant was waiting, and Cain had to leave Reservate at the entrance to the castle. Reservate is taken by his servant to the waiting area, and Cain, as a senior noble, walks to the audience.

"I heard a little, but what about Cain?"

Cain, sitting next to Garm as the same frontier, smiled at a question from his father, Garm. He was worried that Cain would go to the demons as an messenger. ――Is it overkill again? Everyone at the top, including the king, who knew about Cain's work in the Esfort Kingdom, thought so.

"I have no problem with the Alliance. I have made friendship with the current Demon Emperor Rogcia, and will not have any war on the race." "I've heard that ..." "Somewhat ... Because it's a country where you can't communicate without showing your skills.

In the middle of Cain's words, the signal for the king to enter was sounded.

"Your Majesty will enter. Later."

The conversation was terminated in Garm's words. The basic audience is for the royal family to appear after the messenger arrives, but this time the king is supposed to welcome the messenger. The king was to treat messengers from demons as state guests. When they appear with the Prime Minister, they bow down.

"I don't care if you make it easy. Please welcome me."

The aristocrat who is attending the king's words raises his head. At the same time the door was opened.

From the opened door, the reserve slowly advances on the carpet. Correcting his posture, Reservate's advancing appearance was so elegant that nobles could inadvertently leak his voice. Cain is inadvertently fascinated.

(It's really solid ... I guess she should be a princess ...)

For a moment, Cain and Reservate's eyes crossed, and at that moment, Reservate's mouth relaxed. Immediately looking back, Reservate slowly reached the king. Pick the skirt, lower your head, and greet your daughter.

"Thank you for your time. I'm Renabeto Van Benesitos, Empress of Benesitos.

It starts with a standard greeting. After talking, Reservate removed an envelope.

"This is a letter from my brother, Benjastus Emperor Logsia van Benesitos, to His Majesty. Please check."

The King looked at the nearby servant, and the servant lowered his head, received an envelope from Reservate, and handed it to the King.

"Are you sure you want to check the contents here?" "Yes, of course."

The king opened the envelope and began reading the contents. The expression of the king gradually clouded at the audience scene. After reading to the end, the king handed over to Prime Minister Magna, who had a letter behind him, and sighed greatly.

"... Reservate, what is this about-are you serious?"

Magna has finished reading the letter, but his expression is dark. The King and Prime Minister Magna looked at each other and nodded as if giving up.

"I see. I'm going to drink the conditions of Emperor Logsia. I'd like you to ask everyone who attended first. I'll skip the details but explain first."

Following the word of the King, Prime Minister Magna came one step ahead.

"Actually, the beginning of the event begins when Princess Reservate, who is now, was captured in the Republic of Ilustin.

Prime Minister Magna explained the circumstances so far. Reservation being arrested and enslaved by human races, and nearly dying at the arena of the Irustin Republic. There she was rescued by a student from the school who was visiting for training from the Esfort Kingdom. It was known to the demonic nation that he was captured in the Republic of Ilstein, and full retaliation against human races was about to take place. He explained that he had sent messengers to the Empire of Benesitos to form friendships and avoided retaliation. The decision was made only by the upper management, so the nobles who came to know for the first time startled out. Despite being smaller in population than humans, it is well known that demons are better both physically and magically, and it is hard to imagine the consequences of a full war. Many nobles breathed relief.

"Most of you may have known for the first time. The whole nation was in danger, so Cain von Sylford, who helped Reservate from the Irish Republic, was sent as an messenger. "Previous" "Haha"

Cain stands and stands next to the reserve.

"... And Cain. There is a condition from Her Majesty Logsia to enter into a peace agreement. What do you want to do?" "Huh? ... Condition? ...?"

Cain hadn't heard anything, so she tilted her head a little and stared at the Reserve. Reservate didn't answer and smiled.

"Let's explain the conditions for concluding the agreement. Magna, please." The ambassador will be Princess Reservate there, and the last question is, "Is it the last ...?" "The marriage between Reservate van Benesitos and Cain von Silford is to be married. It says that marriage does not have to be a regular wife."

The nobles who attend, including Cain, have their open mouths unobstructed. Reservate smiled like doing it.

"... Cain, what does this mean?"

The king sent a piercing cold gaze.