We arrived at Fort Skull, the front-line base, and we were able to show the Emperor a letter of introduction to meet the knight in office at the fort.

I get special treatment exactly as I aim.

Being a fake mercenary, we don't know how to use mercenaries. They made me take another action to prevent other mercenaries from pointing it out.

"Have a seat."

"Excuse me."

It was a large meeting room that was guided.

I guess it was about the meeting room that I was able to prepare because I visited suddenly.

"First, let me just confirm one thing. I came with a letter of introduction from His Majesty the Emperor, but what relationship?

The knight was responding with polite language.

Knights and mercenaries. I don't even have to think about which one is better.

But now I'm the mercenary who got the emperor's referral. Mercenaries, words and deeds were polite because of the fear that they could not be disrespectful to someone with a personal connection to the emperor than from the standpoint of

"I got married, so I retired from being a mercenary and was an adventurer in Imperial City. An adventurer is better than a mercenary if he stays and works in one city. Your Majesty the Emperor... I knew Glorio when he was an adventurer"

"I see. Are you an adventurer acquaintance"

The story of Rio being an adventurer is a famous story in the Empire.

The rise from adventurer to emperor. There will be no more subject matter to be received by the masses.

"Were you retired... I couldn't remember when I first heard your name, but I know about the Phantom Mercenary Corps, which was named more than a decade ago as a small group of mercenaries"

That's a knight dealing with mercenaries.

I knew about the Phantom Mercenary Corps, which operated more than a decade ago.

"But His Majesty the Emperor is also an amazing man. Because I know people like you."

"It's a real coincidence that I know you. While we were working as adventurers, we moved barefaced. I talked about the old days when we were drinking together. It just got me out of there. So many adventurers know my face. But few know how to wear armor."

Only Rio began to match his appearance in armor with his appearance when he was not wearing it because of the breadth in his seat where he was drinking.

... that's the setting.

"Was I? Nobody thinks they're the same person unless the two figures match. You've taken bold steps to hide your identity."

"No flattery. I needed a lot of money because of a few circumstances. Depending on his activity, he is to receive a lot of money from His Majesty the Emperor. So we're just back on the field."

You won't even have to tell me why you need a lot of money.

Everyone has about that kind of situation.

"So, what do we do?

"Exactly. Though the introduction of His Majesty the Emperor, you can't treat him special."

"I guess."

"But let's have a private room for three."

"That helps"

A letter of introduction in the hope of special treatment.

But as a mercenary, I don't want special treatment on the battlefield. I wanted a private room where I could just spend time within my people.

I just want to get rid of this armor.

The knight was to return to the battlefield for various reasons as retired mercenaries spent time hiding their identities. However, a private room was prepared because he could not rest well with his armor on.

The reason is subtly uneven but trivial.

When I leave the conference room, I am guided to the fort.

"If you were also in a previous war, you may know, but let me briefly explain"

It's the kind of job that a lower end soldier would do if it were true, but it was decided that the knight would respond only to the other side.

The fort hasn't changed anything since the war thirteen years ago.

There is no need to change the structure without an urgent purpose, such as a fort.

And it's really hard to change it because it's sturdy built.

"In the center there is a training ground. Many mercenaries are gathering there today."

"Aren't they all?

"That's right. They're just bored mercenaries because they're standing by. Mercenaries are out hunting in the woods nearby."

Demons appear in nearby woods.

Even mercenaries unfamiliar with the battle against demons can hunt demons easily by providing more people than their opponents.

"And some of you are fishing in the lake"

"Huh. Can you fish?"

"Maybe fishing is your hobby?

"No..."

Fishing, I overreacted when I heard the word.

I don't have much experience fishing in the lake, so I'd like to go if I have time.

"... eh"

"Hey."

He gets elbowed from Ira in red armor.

The story has gone out of line.

"But most of them are gathered at the training ground."

"If it's time now, you're training a lot."

Mercenaries also blunt if they are not moving their bodies.

I can't train to be injured because I'm on standby, but I need to keep my body moving to the point where I can be active on the battlefield.

"Do you want to go?

"No, fine."

I want to minimize contact with them if I can.

"I'm a little tired of getting here. I just want to rest first."

"That's right."

It was a small room that was guided.

You're still blessed with this.

Because the other mercenaries were in a situation like they were pushing dozens into a big room.

"Then I'll come and call you if you need anything, so rest. However, delegates should come to me regularly to report and hear from me."

The words were directed at me.

"Am I the representative?

"Is it not? We've been talking about you for a while."

A 'white' and 'red' armor that doesn't speak at all.

I was mistaken for talking to you as a representative because you talk about me all the time.

The contents of the armor are Silvia and Ira. It's for a completely different reason that you two aren't talking.

Nevertheless, I am definitely the leader.

"No, that was a report. Let me ask you later."

"If it's any other time, you can leave only a minimum of personnel in this room to be free"

You can go hunting in the woods.

You can go fishing in the lake.

"Are you sure?

"I didn't mean to give you permission, but even this one keeps me waiting, so I can't stop it."

I wanted combat operations in the woods to stop from being watchful.

But I can't even predict what will happen if I poorly resent myself in a fort with nothing like entertainment.

I was hoping for a quick start to the war from that point of view.

A knight walks away from the room.

I'll put surveillance in front of the room, just in case.

Chameleon's demons are stuck on the wall. This demon can disappear and even disappear to signs by completely assimilating the body into the surrounding scenery. That level is unnoticed by knights and mercenaries in the fort.

It's dangerous to have someone with just the extraordinary abilities, but there's no talent that far.

That's all the reason to be on guard.

"With..."

"I can't do this anymore."

Silvia and Ira with their helmets off.

Get some fresh air first. Later, when he calmed down, he stored all his armor in the storage ring and then even his clothes to look like underwear.

I can't look like this.

"Just calm down"

"Kimochi good"

It was cool when I magically sent you wind with cold air.

The armor was sturdy built to boost defense and was perfect without gaps.

Thanks to this, it is steaming due to the lack of breathability.

The two of them, totally hit by fever, couldn't afford to be added to the conversation.

"Both of you. I don't dress sloppily because I drive to the wind to work. What would you think if a kid saw you like this?

"... beautiful?

The two of them are completely back in shape before pregnancy.

Instead, being a mother was glowing on my body.

but if you look daunted, your respect will also disappear.

"I was better off over there, too"

"Over there, is that Iris?

"Yes."

Sylvia, whose words are obscure because of the heat.

I don't care about that extent originally, so I'll miss you today or so.

"It's tough over there."

At least I can't leave it to Sylvia.

Covert behavior is not the same as collecting information so that you are good at it but not noticeable.

"Oh, gossip."

I get a reading from Illis.

It is really convenient to be able to exchange information between the Lord and his family no matter how far away they are.