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Party in the midst of a hustle and bustle.

It was originally a party that combined the end of a year with the Crown Prince's revelation, but now it was a victory party due to crusading Carthea.

There are many nobles gathered at the party venue. It was originally intended to cause the nobles to pledge allegiance by gathering them in the Imperial capital, so there was no choice.

But it was also a victory party, now allowed to leave only a minimum of personnel to eat and drink and make noise against the soldiers in the Imperial Capital.

We're invited to such a party, too.

The purpose of coming to the Empire is not to crusade the Cartier, but to participate in a party.

Dine in the corner of the party venue.

The venue is home to many aristocrats who have broken up with their respective factions in an effort to gather information independently.

A mountain that suddenly moved, an adventurer who crusaded it.

There's a lot to be sure of.

I enjoyed cooking in the venue because I didn't want to get tangled up in such a hassle.

"Excuse me, you are the adventurer who crusaded that mountainous demon."

One man talked to me.

The opponent was a man in his forties or so wearing a blue suit and his expensive suit swelled into bread because of his plenty of belly not usually moving his body.

Yeah, you're right.

It has already attracted the attention of the entire venue.

That's also a white suit that my outfit has worn before, but compared to other people, it seems like I am unfamiliar with it. Obviously it was out of place, so it caught my attention.

The most attention-grabbing reason is next door.

My right neighbor had Ira sticking up as an escort, and the red dress, unlike before, was getting more colourful because she had a child, attracting the attention of a young male aristocrat.

Ira exercises perimeter vigilance without worrying about such gaze.

And there's Noel next to me on the left. Noel, who is new to such a party, naturally did not have a dress, so he was allowed to prepare a dress based on the white of a skirt that spread out greatly. A spread skirt covered his tail and cleverly hid his beast ears by his hair makeup. It's not forbidden, but some people don't look good if you bring the Beast Man to the party. Treatments to avoid such problems.

"Can I help you?

"You have great power even though you are young. If you don't mind, how about I cadet you to my Viscount Oliviert's?

Officers to the aristocracy.

Given the current situation in which many adventurers find themselves in difficulty in old age, many adventurers make it sound like a very attractive story to officers to the aristocracy. Escorts by the side are fundamental to the work of serving in the aristocracy, and are easier compared to the slaughtered work of dealing with demons and bandits until then.

Besides, it is safe. The aristocrats are also becoming less easily truncated, and if there is such a thing as dismissal for no reason, it can lead to a slight, but not both, loss of credibility in the aristocratic society. That slight credibility could also develop into a deadly problem.

The Viscount in front of him is smiling. I'm sure I have absolute confidence in the power I have. Nevertheless, it is a Viscount. I don't feel that great because it is located in the middle of the aristocracy.

Well, there can't be a story in itself about me being an officer before that.

"I refuse"

"Ho."

"This time I was on edge and let me help, but I am an adventurer who would otherwise belong to the Kingdom of Metis. You can't serve the nobility of the Glenvarga Empire because you have a family back home."

"I have a family... you can bring them along."

Since then he has offered and solicited Allecore and rewards, but when he turned it all down, he was starting to get frustrated gradually.

"You should serve because this I, the Viscount, am inviting you straight away"

"Yes, sir."

"The adventurer is very popular..."

You thought I'd leave it up to you to listen to what I'm saying?

But the moment I tried to mouth ahead, Rio showed up at the party venue.

Party venue that will be quiet in no time. That's all Rio's presence was feared by the nobles.

"Everyone, a few days ago, the Imperial capital was about to be exposed to crisis by the impudent. But I believe that many people in the Empire can overcome any crisis by working together. This time, I could have relied on my handwriting to get through. They just don't want to flourish. So if you don't solicit it as a country, you also forbid it as an emperor to hire it as an individual force of war"

On purpose, and noisy aristocrats.

It is a testament to the fact that that is all the people were thinking of hiring us, like Viscount Oliviert.

But I know from Rio, who knows our circumstances, that it will only be shackled. So he hit me first as emperor.

"Knock..."

Viscount Oliviert in front of him is biting his teeth.

It's like Rio's words have sealed all solicitations.

In the end, everyone stays away.

"Are you glad this is it?

It is about Rio, who is Teng himself, including being approached in such a situation.

Rio, accompanied by Cattleya, the queen, approached.

"Oh, thank God."

Continued rejection of solicitation is also a lower measure.

It's still difficult for me to have a conversation with a nobleman.

"It's hard to be shouldered by some nobleman even over here."

I want us to move freely as the position of the labyrinth lord who cannot move freely.

That's all I'm risking about the people who were pulling the thread behind me this time.

The future will be cheaper if we can officers into the aristocratic family, but 'freedom', which is the greatest advantage for adventurers, will be lost because we will be able to keep tied to that house.

"We'll take care of you."

"This one thing, I knew if it was true, I wanted to do something with the power of the Empire alone"

Rio felt a little remorse.

It's like we've proven that we can't deal with a real crisis on our own when it's imminent. Thanks to this, the morale of the army will be reduced.

Besides, you can solve any problem by relying on us.

That idea is the problem.

"At least we're going to let them help us deal with most of the problems. Look for the labyrinth lord."

"Too little information, though. I'll take my time looking for more."

"No, it's not"

Melissa joined the conversation.

She was taking the initiative in gathering information because she was used to talking to nobles.

"There's been a strange incident in the east."

"Eastern, is that the Kingdom of Memphis? The loss of the goddess has left the country remarkably rough."

Noel, who was listening next door, was feeling responsible and depressed.

Memphis Kingdom, home of Noel.

I'm deeply involved in the noise, so I don't think I can help but have a strange incident.

But Melissa denies this guess.

"There seems to be a disturbance in the Estore Empire further east than the Kingdom of Memphis"

Estore Reich.

A country that worships a different god than Tishua, the goddess worshipped by the Kingdom of Memphis.

Agriculture is flourishing in that country and as abundant as every year, but this year it has become more abundant than usual. Although much of the harvested crop would otherwise have to be discarded, the nearby Kingdom of Memphis had fallen prey to food shortages because of its unstable domestic situation, which was to be imported in large quantities.

Only then was it cleaned up due to a crop anomaly.

According to the information gathered by Melissa, abnormal growth of plants can be seen everywhere in the Estea Empire.

"Behind the strange incident lies the shadow of the mysterious Labyrinth Lord,. Maybe it has nothing to do with it, but it might be worth investigating"

"Right."

There is no certainty.

Still no other clue so far, so there's no reason not to head there.

"We're going to try to gather as much information as possible over here. I'll let you know if anything happens."

Get away from us and go around greeting the nobles, Rio.

I suppose we should go to Rio, the emperor, but there are fewer aristocrats who go closer to themselves because of their previous history.

"May I have a moment?

"Yes?"

Only Mr. Cattleya came back away from Rio.

When I approached him gently, I punched him in the ear.

"Mind your own business about her."