Wangdu Raindeer.
Naturally, it is the capital of the Kingdom of Raindeer, with a population of about 50,000.
In the heart of the city sits a majestic castle far above the Midir College in the territory.
The height of the outer walls surrounding the city would cross ten miles. The wall serves as a small fortress as it is, with a constant presence of resilient soldiers on the wall and a number of artillery and crossbows, the Baristas.
It should be turned into a charcoal extinguishing before it gets to the front of the gate, even though a few drout lows and around Lugal have attacked us.
There is also a very wide range of grocery and grocery stores. Among them, the confectionery shop Montilene has become a shop for royalty. If you are a woman, please stop by.
The cuisine and liquor at the popular tavern Gautendor is a first-class dish, and the old-fashioned raindeer-style stand-up calms my mind somewhere.
But it is a gorgeous city, therefore, I should also note the mischievous kind.
But you don't need to drain your nerves excessively. The excellent royal palace soldiers and knights proud of the kingdom will surely help.
Especially as the author, I would recommend the beautiful sisters of the Royal Guard Apprentice.
But when I got caught up in the "Isaka" thing, the sister knight instead caught me in a painful old man, and I was framed for extended interrogation, so my brothers were consulted with the luck I had.
Hope you don't have a good time with Raindeer.
"... by" Oh Fun Raindeer "- Michelle Gallantine (Bard)... Hey"
Lifeguard threw the book out into the seat in the carriage.
By the way, there are descriptions like 'Ten Miles', but they don't have a problem with the perception of Mile-Metre.
And what about the adequacy of the second half? This book. Sisters of the Royal Guard......
Well, maybe things like local referral magazines are like this in every world.
- You're here.
If I looked out the window prompted by the voice of the author's recommended Royal Guard (sister), which was presented in the book, I almost went through the robust walls described in the book.
Until a few days ago, she was in a hospital in this city, so it's not like it's been that long. But I didn't really feel comfortable with this lively atmosphere because I lived in the countryside even in Japan.
For that reason, after about four hours of travel, the carriage finally arrived in front of the castle.
"Well, let's go."
"Wow... wow, this is it"
Turning his gaze as urged by Belgrette - spreading in front of him is a staircase that just looks up. The width alone is nearly ten meters, and that extends to a height equivalent to the third floor.
"Do you have cholesterol cancer every time you come to the castle? Are you even working out at your ankles? This..."
"Hehe. By setting up a castle on high ground, he said he was taking care of the intruders. I don't think it's very effective."
"That's a noisy story..."
When the two of us started going up the stairs, we saw one girl coming down from the top, losing so much.
That's a metaphor if you can say "once" - a group of blue gems.
Back length is not very different from Mia's. Pretty small, I'd say. A brilliant dress with a blue tone. He holds a long sword in his silver sheath at the waist.
Side-tailed hair with long, dark blue hair tied on the left. A slightly younger but too neat face had a shadow of a girl knight right next door. She has sharper, more shooting eyes than that girlfriend, but it is also very beautiful with some of the sharpened gems.
I never met him. But I knew it at a glance.
Belgrette's sister - Claire.
"I've been waiting for you"
The girl who came down to the front of me says in a cool voice reminiscent of the wind chimes.
... Chest curves seem pretty modest, unlike my sister's.
"Good day, sister"
"Yeah. Claire's the one who's tired."
And turn your face to the shield.
"- Lord Ariu Milugo, right? My name is Claire Lower Gertirude and I'm Belgrette's sister. Thank you very much for having responded to the call, far away today. Thank you for coming after me."
A perfect smile not above this. Unprecipitated greetings.
It's like a deadbeat bus guide, the boy thinks.
"Ah... oh, thank you, I will"
I get barometric pressure, and the flow protection drools through my words like a broken machine.
"… and I will show you"
Claria smiles back on her heels and starts going up the stairs.
But. Her eyes weren't even smiling at the dust.
Inside the castle was no longer beyond the imaginary realm of drift protection.
Vast expanses of stone space. Red carpet stretching everywhere. soldiers wrapped in heavy armor. Look, I can even see what a maid-like woman looks like.
The world was unfolding in front of the boy, as he intended to get used to in college, but still wondered what it would be if it wasn't a set of movies.
"Sister. How's everybody doing? How are you, sir?
"Good health. Somebody's too healthy to be in trouble."
"Haha. I knew it."
Unlike the perfect sales smile earlier, Claria shows a natural grin. She also looked like an age-appropriate girl for what she was doing.
After listening to the sisters' casual conversations, we reach before the big door.
"So, Lord Aliumi. Your Majesty and the princess are waiting for you during your visit. Please don't be rude."
It's a turnaround from when I was talking to Belgrette, and Claria tells me in an administrative tone.
The two sisters broke up left and right and opened their respective doors.
Naturally, it was the first time I had ever seen a room as it was called during a glance, but I could still understand it immediately. Three people lined up inside said they were people of the highest rank. On two side-by-side thrones, one middle-aged man and one girl each. Beside a woman, one young man.
That drift protection suddenly gets nervous, too, and I look at Belgrette all the more.
She smiled and nodded.
The boy, who I felt got a little courage, walked straight into the room ready - and the heavy noise of closing the door from behind sounded. Two sisters stand beside each other as they pinch the shield.
I should have made up my mind, but I was attacked by breathlessness like I'd lost my escape. Zero courage gauge sooner than later.
As I guessed it, a man sitting on the left throne gave a thick voice.
"Whoa, take it easy. You've come a long way. I'm Aldea Glensteel Raindeer. King of this country. Say hello."
"Ah. Yes."
The king meant that he was a drifting guardian who imagined a gentle looking old man who had even grown a white beard, but not at all.
Is he about fifty years old? Bouncing brown, short hair reminds me of a burning flame. A tough, rough look that seeped wild awesomeness. Not quite as good as a drift shield, but with the tight muscles on the armored "Yoru" large body, the seated throne appeared small.
Then a white girl depositing herself on the right throne sounds a beautiful voice, not unlike her appearance.
"Well done. Welcome. My name is Liliane, my princess. It's an honor to meet you, the brave man of Dragon Doom."
"Huh? Ryu, Mezu? Ah, ha."
If the Belgrettes were pale jewels, Liliane would be a white luminous stone.
I have heard that my age is the same as that of drift protection and Belgrette.
Cherry blossom lips, showing the shape of a loose smile. A nose beam that slipped through like a sculpture. Glowing eyes of beauty that were likely to be sucked in also had a heartfelt welcome color unlike someone else's sales smile.
The golden, shiny hair is silky smooth - it even makes you feel divine once you meet a thin body that is likely to break just by touching it, or a pure white dress that wraps around it.
Is it called charisma? There was something beyond just charm that made me think there would be sesame seeds, such as a man who risked his life with her one voice.
Well... but I have a Bell child... and so on and so on and so on, Lifeguard turns to the man standing on the right side of the princess.
There was a young man who was not willing to name himself differently from a king or princess, or who was arm-wrapped without even looking at a drifting guardian.
Are you in your mid-twenties? He is skinny long and weaves his clothes like a brown coat. Golden short hair had a fragile face that made him feel intelligent, but his eyes were sharp as blades, creating a shitty atmosphere.
"A nasty college student who can study". Behind the brains of drifting shields, those words came to mind.
You don't have to be named, you don't have to think about who this guy is. Latias, head of "Silver Legion Troop" Silvalios.
King Aldia opened his mouth as if he had predicted when the drift guard would have recognized everyone.
"Okay. That was Ariu Milligo. Lugo, okay? Thanks to you, my college and my students were protected this time. Thank you."
"Oh, no. Yes."
"Twenty-four draughtrows, and Farvnar attacked me, and one in the faculty, the sacrifice was made... although some of the students were seriously injured, they were all killed. A proud feat."
"Oh, yes."
I felt sorry to only be able to reply like an asshole from earlier on, but I tell myself that the situation has no choice but the situation.
He's the head of the country and his associates. It's not the same as putting a bald principal in front of you at school.
"Totally, this has caused trouble in the absence of the Dean of the College and 'Penta'... That's the year of Farvnar. Even Loc. Hey."
"Though. Thanks to the brave man from" Dragon Doom "...... I'm so glad"
Princess Liliane smiles with a relieved look.
"So. This time, I was offered a reward for a small amount. Three and a half million esc. Don't hesitate, I want you to take it"
……
"Oh, my God. Was it still less?
King Aldia smiles with a groan.
"Oh, no. I don't really know the unit of gold..."
"Oh! Lord Brave had amnesia, yes, hey. I don't know, two years is enough to play and live. I'd really like to put some more color on it, but if it's too much, there aren't many guys named Ulusa. I guess that's where Latias is on top of the Buddha. Take it."
………………………………………………………………
Two years... play, live... ru...?
"Ear, ear, ear, ear, ear"
The drift shield shook his neck sideways at high speed like it was broken.
"Damn, that's two years! Oh, no, it's not good! No, no, no, no."
"Ha ha! Don't worry about it!
"Pfft. Your father is right. If you weren't here, what would have happened to the college folks and Belgrette... Please don't hesitate and don't hesitate."
"What would you do if you suddenly got a lot of money? 'An analogy. It's a bloated topic of dreams anyway, like spending as much as you like, saving up, or challenging a dark gambling organization, but the human reaction that unexpected large sums of money have rolled in is probably determined. Confusion.
Remembering the foreigner who had won the lottery on live TV and called him "O'Meiger," Lifeguard turns to Belgrette, right next to him to the left.
"... heh. You look amazing, Lugo."
"No. 'Cause it's me."
"Deliver, Lord Aliumi."
It was unexpectedly Claire who echoed the gentle voice there.
Reflectively, I look back at the voice. What was there was a flowery Claire smile.
"You did what you deserved."
a flowery smile;
"By the way. Lord Aliumi was hospitalized until the other day, where do you think the cost was coming from? Heh heh, it's my Gertillude family. It's my sister's personal property, to be exact."
Cold eyes as ice.
... the flowers had a surprising thorn.
"Hey, Claire."
Belgrette whispers in a small, embarrassing way.
"Oh yeah... I have to give that back..."
"Ugh... Lugo, never mind -"
To cut off between them like that. Claria says in an international loud voice, somewhere in a playy tone.
"Yes, Lord Aliumi is amnesic, isn't he? It's a lot of money in the corner, and how about we go on a journey to get our memories back with that money? Even in college, I don't think it's going to solve the problem!
- Claire, come on.
Belgrette had a low voice that she had never even heard of.
"………………"
My sister blames me, and my sister finally shuts her mouth.
King Aldia laughs in the back of his throat, turning his neck in a completely uninteresting manner, Princess Liliane grates her sisters forward.
Speaking of drift protection, my stomach was already about to ache.
I had heard in advance that Claria hated men, but when they were actually turned against hostility, they still weren't half as uncomfortable. It is a drifting shield that often rebels against those who are hostile, but it was still complicated when the opponent became Belgrette's sister.
- and.
So for the first time, Latias opened his mouth as he liked it.
"Yes... you have amnesia, Ariu... mi?... Lugo? Was it you? I'm not familiar with it either because I don't have any examples in the past, but can't I use the Divine Chant" Oracle "at all? Personally, I think you can use it even if you don't remember it, along with speaking words and moving your hands and feet."
I'm talking to Boso toward the shield, but I haven't even looked him in the eye. Turn your neck like that.
"The Divine Chant" Oracle "is the favor God has bestowed on us humans. To the extent that he no longer remembers, God will not abandon men. If so, I think I can use it. Oracle, the art of divine chanting, is a right that is forgiven to men, a wisdom, and a testament."
He looked smart, logical or whatever, and the shield almost flaunted his face.
but perhaps this man understands it himself. In time, I'm telling you.
"If the Divine Chant" Oracle "cannot be used, I will not admit it as a human being".
I'm not about to praise you as a hero. Had there been only drift protection and Latias on this occasion, the atmosphere would have struck even soon.
The shield knows that and responds.
"... unavailable. At least I am."
"Right. So... you seem to have a well-trained body, but naturally that's not something you wear overnight. I wonder if it doesn't mean that I have disdained the divine chant Oracle before I lost my memory."
"I don't remember, so you don't know..."
Return it with a line like a politician who has become inconvenient.
"So is that. Well, about the prize money... let me get it to my men later. By the way, this amount is a tribute to the achievements that protected the college and students and their indirect but contribution to Draughtrow's discovery of neo-habituality. The result of adding these is set. I don't think I can make money by taking up the taste in this case and defeating the resentful demons in category S. It's your freedom to die in the wild, challenging the devil with your bragging arm."
"... uh yes. That's right. Bruised."
If I tried to protect you, this one was still easier than my sisters' interactions earlier. A man doesn't shy away from anything. Incitement is also the hua of a fight.
Latias smiled lightly and turned his face to King Aldia.
"Well, I will prepare the reward to be paid to the little brave man, and I beg your pardon."
"Kuku...... Ooh"
Latias, who saw the face of King Aldia, who seemed somewhat pleasant, frowned bitterly for only a moment and left the room early.
"Kuku... that's him, it's Lugo. I'm jealous of you."
King Ardia whispers, as he tells a secret story.
"... no, he's not the only one. I actually did what every man would envy. Hmm? More than a legend, actually? Geisserius used Gram Ridgel to kill Farvnar. By contrast, you're bareback. That's a hell of a story. haha!
"Your Majesty... I don't think you should say such a thing..."
I don't even hide my sick sigh, says Claria.
"Oops, did Claire piss you off? Ha ha!
Knees slapped with bread, laughing softly.
This king seemed like an extravagant man.
"The... king. They say I took him down, but I'm not the only one who can. Belle child...... I could never have done it without the help of Bellette and everyone else. Legend has it that Farvnar was knocked down with a sword, right? Then Belgrette's... I gave it a decision with a big sword of water, Belgrette."
"What?"
You didn't think they would give you a name all of a sudden, and Belgrette was surprised to see the drift protection.
"Oh... I've heard a little bit about it. All right, Belle! I'll give you an uncle's allowance!
"Huh? Your Majesty, I'm such a... I do my best to protect the College, naturally -"
"Nah, look at Latias. I'm not saying anything catchy. All right, I'll give you a dime, too!
Somehow, I thought it was sheltered.
This guy looks just like my dad.