Haroon

The next morning, Harun's group gets up to train as usual and eats early in the morning, with the Ein Warriors leading them to Mt. Inge.

He was so used to walking on mountain roads that now he had mastered the power of the beast that he was able to get to his destination by lunch as fast as he could.

"Commander!"

"Commander!"

Just in time, Donnes and Henny, who were preparing lunch, rushed to meet him first. Harun's heart felt better as he saw his face brighter than he did in Hegen Castle.

"Haha! How are you?" '

"All I had to do was train."

I guess I got what I deserved when I saw Doneis prayer become more serious than before.

"How's Hennie?"

"Yes, commander! A week ago, Bora came to the fort and we were chatting."

Hennie looks very bright, perhaps thanks to his long stay at Beyond with a friend.

The two members of Harun's reunion also greeted the Aka. Dorbon, who followed Donnes a lot, hugged her and created a scene like a sister, and pleased to meet Remy and Henie, who were close friends with each other who gave each other useful information.

Meanwhile, the men who went into the woods to hunt horses dragged out four dead Cherokee.

"Commander!"

Tino flies a hundred meters as soon as he finds Harun. Tino's messenger skills seem to have progressed considerably since the grass in the trajectory is not as volatile as before.

"I've been waiting."

Tino grips Harun's hand tightly and gives a touching face.

"The commander worked hard."

"No. I have three advisors. What can I do for you?" "

Tino humbled himself and expressed his warmth with all his heart.

"Ugh! I think it's strange for a stranger to see that. Let go of the commander's hand."

Myrus' delicate expression made a mockery of Tino.

"Haha! I'm so glad..."

Tino, with a red face, hurriedly places Harun's hand, and Mirus shakes it.

"Huh-huh-huh! Why are you here now, commander? I've waited so long."

"If I'd known Lord Myrus would be so pleased, I should have rushed it."

"Why didn't you? I was waiting for the commander to finish deciphering the grimoire. Oh! But look at this armor. There's hardly any holy ground. Did something happen, Chief?"

Mirus' words changed Tino's face as well. Harun's defense gear has finally caught my eye, and there are plenty of places where he can really get a quilt out of his head.

"Hey, don't tease the commander. Let go of me. Let me touch it, too!"

Taniella's late arrival snatches Harun's hand from Myrus' grasp. I have delivered with warmer body temperature and warmer love through my hands. "

"You look pretty banged up, boss."

"No, it's because of your training."

In fact, Harun's face has not changed much, but it must have looked like that because of the dirty armor.

"Our commander's popularity is piercing the sky. She came to see you in the palace of light, in the palace of Empress Ibelin, in the Duke of Minos and in the Temple of Lights, in the dungeons of the New Terron. That's why we've been pushing our shoulders around in the fortress. Well, now you're just a nuisance."

"Hahaha! I think you're both stuck in your rooms because you're annoying, and you haven't even left yet."

"Haha! I can't fool the eyes of my commander. How did we get so far into what both our old men were doing?"

Taniella greets you with a shudder.

"Commander, are you feeling well?"

It was the voice of heavy Dylan. Dylan walks slowly in a duel, accompanied by a bunker and Marie, and looks a little worried.

"It's all right. Lord Dylan was a little disappointed otherwise. I got hurt pretty bad when I was dealing with ten Prozzlies."

"I should have gone if that was the case. An ancient spell of the Ra Empire recently learned from a grimoire would have turned all the horseshoes into vents!"

Taniella joked instead of shaking her purse, controlling the mood.

"Do not go alone the next time unless it is for information trading. The commander is not alone."

"Yes, Sir Dylan. I felt a lot this time."

Harun can feel a special interest and affection for himself in Dylan's worrying eyes. Dylan suddenly felt a warm yet strong denial that he had never received before, but he struggled.

"Commander, we're here, too."

"I'm sorry I acted differently."

In the duel, the bunker apologizes to Harun.

"It's okay. I get it. You don't have to look like that."

Harun taps their shoulders and clears their hearts of discomfort.

"I don't know if it's the fight or the bunker, but our Marie's face is glowing."

It was a joke, but Marie blushes slightly at Harun's words.

"No, don't joke, boss. I'm going to help Donnie Unley."

Harun, surprised by Marie's actions, looks at the two of them, and similarly, a red-faced bunker turns away from him.

"Oh! I see. '

I thought it would be fun for some reason, but now I have more work to do.

"Now, I have some people I'd like you all to meet."

Harun leads his crew and heads out to the newcomers, looking nervous. Nicken was part of the pack, but he was not as nervous as he used to be.

Harun introduced himself to Nicken first.

"I met a Black Wizard on my journey. A 5-Circle Wizard who knows about Black Magic and has given me permission to accompany you. It's qualitatively different from what we know about the Black Wizards, so you can treat it with a pure heart. We're not taking you on as an official member, but we'd like you to stay with us for the time being."

Nicken introduces himself with a nervous face.

"I'm Nicken. The teacher picked it up early, and I've been training deep in the tower all this time, and I came out not long ago. There are a lot of things that are lacking, so please give me a lot of guidance."

The eyes of the crew saw Nicken with his handsome face and impeccable manners. Myrus and Taniella, especially the same wizards, were throwing interesting glances at Nicken. The two free wizards had little prejudice against dark magic.

"Oh my! I don't think I'm old enough. I already have five circles. That's amazing."

Henny and the rest of the crew show great interest in him.

"These are my new recruits. The mountain tribe warriors I met on my way to Tantun Village, I liked their temper and skills, so I accepted them as a dictator without consultation with the commander or the three torturers. We appreciate your patience."

"What do you say, commander? Sadly, if the commander decides, we'll just have to accept it."

She said so, but Mirus was grateful that Harun had said so. The commander was the three people who clearly felt in Matsu Plain that the outsiders didn't discriminate against them because they respect them.

After more than 100 subordinates have fallen asleep, the battle rages and the bunker catches its breath. It was fun to have many successors who were able to lead because they had been in the Special Forces for a long time in reality.

"Oh no! The rookies are here and they haven't prepared a meal."

Donnes was also smiling brightly, whether he was happy to receive a successor who was showing an unusual prayer. She seems to be taking on food that is lacking in sheep. I was going through my backpack as if I was preparing for more.

"Don't move. We'll get everything ready."

Durbon and Remi step forward and stop her.

"We're meeting with the new recruits today, so we're going to have a drink tonight, so let's say hello in detail."

"Hohoho! I can take my throat off today."

"Kleckle! If it weren't for the commander, I'd throw you a little party to celebrate decoding the grimoire." And here's what happened. "

Donnes and Mirus shudder to see if they're expecting a party for the evening.

The welcome party for the new recruits that began in the evening ended only after dawn.

You barbecued ten deer, and out of the magical backpack where you put the ingredients, beer and spirits were spilled.

With the first introduction, I watched the songs, dances, and organs of the new recruits, and later, I danced with them shoulder to shoulder.

The members of the mountain tribe drank only fruit wine and fell in love with beer and spirits. Thanks to this, the beer I bought on the way out from Demo City was frozen halfway through, and only after I reached the Throwfire did the crew collapse.

After all, all the crew fell asleep drunk, leaving behind three old torturers who were restrained from drinking, Tino's strong sense of responsibility, and Donnes who had been dissected because of Tino's eyeball. Of course, in Henny's case, he fell asleep drunk playing.

The non-intoxicating crew enjoyed a feeling of drowsiness as they lay side by side, watching the stars floating in the sky.

"What a mess they are."

Dylan was a bored voice. He shook his head at how well the new recruits drank.

"I think I need to roll quite a bit to get my value."

Harun gives you a grim smile that Dylan never saw before.

"Hehe! Don't worry about rolling. in the shortest time possible."

"Dylan, you seem to be having a great time."

Dylan smiles deeply at Taniella's words.

"Yeah. I didn't know that, but I guess I had a tendency. It's nice to be strong myself, but it feels so good to watch the crew grow stronger."

"Khh! Give me some of that fun too, commander. I think I can make a proper wizard with the execution and what I'm good at."

Myrus is envious of Dylan, who teaches his crew's training and tastes another sense of accomplishment. Seeing Taniella's silence, he seemed to have the same idea.

"All the shamans I've received have taken a special interest in magic. Teach me."

"Sure. We want to have as much fun as Dylan does, so we're going to accept him now." "

"Good idea."

Harun, who had accepted Taniella's words, suddenly wondered about Dylan's family.

"Lord Dylan, don't you want to know where you're from? They say it's the Mino Empire now."

"I heard you were doing well. The youngest grandson said it was already time to pick up the sword."

You must have recognized it by questing for a Guild of Information. You must have thought a lot about your family, Dylan, who has grown so affectionate since becoming a Sword Master. In the meantime, it's even more so about being indifferent.

"When the opportunity arises, let us all return to Lord Dylan's hometown."

"Huh-huh-huh! That's a yes."

Taniella greets Harun with a grinning smile about what he's up to.

The night was passing while we were talking like that.

Early the next morning, Bora and the merchant council came to visit. I heard the news the other day while I was communicating with Henny. Even if I told them not to say it, they would only say it afterwards.

"Hi-yu! It's so far away. I was in a hurry when I heard the commander was coming, but I didn't make it home yesterday."

"Well done. I heard from Hennie, but how did you get here?"

It was no surprise that Bora appeared, who thought she was spending time developing a general purpose medicine with old Gatz.

"Tsk! I didn't even come here to be absent. Please greet me."

Harun smiles at Bora's purr.

"Welcome. I thought you'd be with old Gatz, but it's good to see you."

"Hoho! Nice to meet you, right? Heheheh heh!"

I felt strange. What is it? It's only the second time I've seen it in Beyond, but Bora's words and actions are too natural. Was he always like this?

"Grandpa Gatz sent it himself. Now that we have the prototype, I think we should report it and the commander is doing a dangerous duty. I came here to ask you to bring my own concocted medicines."

"I see."

Even though he had forgotten, Gatz was worried about him. Just hearing Bora's words made me feel the warmth of old Gatz's heart. Harun, who received the pills filled with various glass bottles and instructions, thought of old Gatz for a moment.

"How's the Merchant Guild?"

Harun, who put Gatz's medicine in the sub-space, asked.

"I started selling universal medicines."

"Excellent. Faster than I thought."

"Right? The old Gatz and our merchant family worked day and night. We started selling large-scale laxatives, disinfectants, trauma ointments, headache pills."

And Bora's face became thinner than before. He had a hard face, but his face was brighter.

"That's why Midre is so distracted."

However, once the sale has begun, there won't be one or two jobs for the merchant owner, Midre. Bora could have come here because she wasn't a merchant.

"That's why it's been so long since I've seen Henny."

Then I introduced Bora to the merchants. I don't have a face, but I've already heard a lot about Harun through the Merchant Guild, including Bora and Midre.

Their eyes were filled with the light of desire to see the real owner of the Mercenary Guild and the famous mercenary commander.

"Has Hidden's crew arrived?"

"Yes, I met him when I was in Demo City. All the heterogeneous items they brought back were handed over to Paco Chu Horse Tower. The Imperial Court is already full of snow poisoning."

Harun smiled strangely for a moment at the word 'they', but quickly cleared his face.

'Jin Jin must have come with his friends.'

"The items that the blast mercenaries made at Tarim Workshop and the foreign factions asked you to deliver to the commander are in our Merchant Guild building inside the Fortress."

"The Merchant Guild?"

Harun opens his eyes, not understanding what Bora is saying. The Merchant Guild.

"Yes. Midre said he had to get a solid cut of the fortress, so he bought weapons and potions for the commander and bought the Merchant Guild with the rest of the money he had to pay. Did you do well?"

If it's money I brought, it's probably money I received from the Haran sisters. I was upset that I spent that money without permission, but I didn't get angry because I thought I could see the flow of money as a merchant.

"Yes, well done. But from now on, let's take a look first and get moving."

"Hehe! Okay. I knew the commander would say well done. You have to give me a communicator to stop this from happening."

Harun lets out the communicator with a bloody smile.

"Now I can communicate directly with the commander. Hehe!"

Seeing Bora smiling satisfactorily as if communicating directly with him was any great privilege, it was absurd, but at the same time proud.

"How big is the Merchant Guild?"

Bora glances at the crew and smiles.

"That's enough. I bought the building that I used to use as an inn, so I have over 20 large rooms in my sponsorship."

"Well done. Well done."

Bora's behavior was unexpected, but thanks to it, a fountain where all the crew could rest comfortably.

I drank alcohol the other day, so I was very late. After the men woke up and had breakfast, Harun summoned the old crew.

"The reason we called this meeting is because we're expecting a new batch of new recruits."

That's what the crew was already expecting.

"I've thought about it, but I'd like to hear what the crew has to say."

Harun asked for a second opinion, but there was no crew. The reorganization was anticipated but did not have time to think deeply.

After a moment of silence, Harry raises his hand.

"There are some Hidden crews, but they are a hidden force of our mercenaries, so I would like to organize them in three ways."

"Against?"

We divided it into three groups of about 40 people, but there were a few names to name it after.

"Aren't you going to support the crew in the future, commander? Well, until then, you can call me Joe."

Hennie looks into Harun's insides. After Harun agreed with a strange look, Hennie said:

"Speaking of yesterday, the Akas were strong in melee combat and the Burqas were good with bows and were good at ranged attacks. And even though the Eins are good with spears, I think we should use them as our backbone rather than the topography of the Devil Mountains. So I thought, why don't we create three couples that saved the character of each tribe?"

That's a good point. The crew mostly agreed with her, but Dylan seemed to have a different idea.

"What do you think of Sir Dylan?"

At Harun's words, Dylan clears his mind for a moment and opens his mouth.

"Henny's opinion is very good. But if our mercenaries become larger in the future and the mercenaries become mercenaries, I think it would be better if each group that will grow up to large units performed a single merit, considering when it comes to doing so, mixing them together than tying them together, making them one advantage."

"I think so, too. In the long run, it would be good to have two ranged attackers, two healers and wizards, and a five-halo combat specialist."

Taniella points out the specific percentage of Dylan's opinions, and everyone agrees.

"Very well. Then I guess we'll just have to take command of the Tino Commander to train the messenger moving skills and scouts, and the Burqans will take care of Donnes to train the archery skills." Marie assists Donnes. The largest number of Aka crew members can be trained by Lord Dylan and supported by the Brawl and Bunker. Those shamans who are willing to learn magic will be left to Lord Taniella and Lord Myrus. We don't have enough Wizard power right now, so you two should take care of this. "

The named crew gladly accepted Harun's instructions as they were empowering the mercenaries, although their role was burdensome.

"As we arrived at the fortress, the merchants who were here will be arriving shortly, as we became free wizards and spread the word to the children who had no contact with Han Dong 'a. They are also unable to find their place in the tower, and they have been in our relationship for a long time, so they will not refuse to join the mercenaries."

Taniella and Mirus have already put their hands on it. Harun had not thought of it, but the existing crew had been preparing for it for a long time, exchanging opinions with each other about growing the size of the mercenaries.

"You two have already done well. Thank you."

"Haha! It's nothing. Thanks to his strength, he climbed six circles and contacted them, feeling the importance of his leadership. because I want to teach it properly this time."

"The death penalty is correct. I didn't really call my disciples to serve as my pawn."

Harun laughs at Myrus' words. I said I was making excuses, but the rest of the crew uncovered Myrus' intentions. We don't know how long this is going to take, but we were very excited because there were significantly fewer wizards in the gale mercenaries.

"And finally, how do we organize the organization?"

"How about this?"

Hennie goes first again.

"What if the commander, the commander and the three advisors retained their positions and established a new senior instructor and Donnie took over?"

"That's a good point. Then we can establish a new Chief of Staff with information and certain authority regarding human resources to assist the commander in his decision making."

"That's a good idea. Henny deserves a chief of staff more than a therapist."

"I agree with you."

Everyone agreed with Dylan and unanimously agreed.

The three newly renovated joints, each with a rice paddy, bunker and marie, and Chichen, Durbone, Tinan and Dion, and Tor and Auxer, were made up of nine Ein members, nine Burqa members, 15 Aka members and one shaman.

Hennie's chief of staff has been chosen by members of each tribe to be the brightest. Harun's recommendation to understand each other's traits was quick.

"Then I will stay here for a few days and focus on the training of the newly renovated organization. It takes a lot of time to get used to each other and educate them about things that they don't need, so let's just go into the fort and then come back here, except for the people who really need it."

This gives us a new system of mercenaries. Everyone was glad to see the mercenaries grow.

The training began shortly after the reorganization was announced.

Since most of the crew had already created Mana Ocean by taking pure stone and training tablets, in a short period of time, they began to take the leap forward with the intensive guidance of Dylan, Tino and Donnes as they sweated their marbles.

As they came here, they saw their abilities that were remarkably different, so they took their training from dawn to late at night. Between the tribes, the competition between individuals was intense. In particular, Chichen was determined to lose to her fiancée Durbone, who was called the best warrior in her tribe, and the competition was inevitable.

The quarrel and the bunker, which had been separated, were able to take the pure stone that Harun gave them and see the great effect immediately. In addition to its extensive practical experience, it also reflects the hard work that Dylan has done with his training skills.

During that five days, Harun trained to use the power of the beast and Mana simultaneously with Dylan's help.

They went deep into the mountain of Ygg and trained through a nearby duel. Harun, who raised the power of the beast to Mana, was able to withstand Dylan's sword, as well as a two-meter error blade.

Tomorrow we decided to go to the fortress, so today there was a particularly violent duel. After a few hours of struggle, you look at Harun, scrubbing his sweat with a proud face.

"Excellent, commander. You may now call me the Sword Master."

"Haha! We're not there yet."

Harun is dissatisfied with himself, unlike Dylan, for not being able to produce blades, but Dylan has a different opinion.

"Even if an error blade cannot be created, the strength or power of the smith's sword will not go unnoticed. Isn't that enough for my error blade? Messenger swords can handle my sword, and despite the years of struggle, Mana is still full. As long as I spend more time using the power of Shamans, I'm just appalled that I'm advancing so terribly that I won't be able to face the commander much longer."

Harun blushes with a heavy compliment from Dylan.

"Lord Dylan is making my face hot."

"No. The commander is also helping me with my training."

Dylan has been practicing his so-called "Ballistics", which he flies to distant opponents while keeping the blade in check. Until now, Harun's progress has been compromised by no training opponent, but Harun not only receives the momentum he flies, but also threatens himself with speed of processing.

"I think there are more than one Mana in the colonel's body. So when you look at the amount of Mana, it looks like you can already produce error blades, but you can't produce them because they're not mixed together."

"Yes, that's the problem. The two manas are not thinking about fusing."

That was Harun's concern. Mana, named Manawa and Manah of Darkness, accepted in nature, acknowledged each other, but they did not intend to mix, so they had to use one thing at a time.

"I heard a long time ago that there was also a sword that accumulated Mana from xenografts like a blacksmith and used the Mana clash. Now that we're in the field, if we can salvage the explosive power of Mana's impact, it's going to be a very powerful sword."

A thunderbolt struck Harun as he listened to Dylan's advice.

Dispulsion, no. Exploration Sword! '

I can't believe I forgot the sword I made based on the Disulsion Slash!

"Sir Dylan, let's get back together now."

"I understand."

As soon as Dylan hears what he has to say, he sees an explosive surge in Harun's body and feels that Harun has something. The blade of the orb, which he held as high as his sword, seemed to be tripling in size at the moment.

"Exploration Sword!"

The two mananas, who were playing helicopters in Harun's Mana Ocean, rushed into a fist through their left and right arms, each contracting at an enormous density and crashing hard. With a dazzling flash from the crack of the blade, a huge force was erupted toward the front.

'Ey, this?'

Dylan wields his sword, gripping it with all his might. A tremendous power that was insurmountable had been unleashed upon him.

Boom!

Harun and Dylan bounce away from each other, creating a deep furrow in the ground in the dust that fills the surroundings with noise.

When the tremendous dust, composed of soil, grass and small pieces of wood, began to sink, the gaze of the two people who stood up faced forward at the same time.

The impact was predicted to have been dug by a huge pit over three meters in diameter, and the surrounding land, of course, was exposed.

"Cough! That was a great sword."

Dylan vomits with amazement how many times he bled to death. I had no idea the blacksmith had already mastered a sword powerful enough to inflict internal injuries on himself as a mid-level Sword Master.

"Cough! Cough!"

Harun was not in a position to say anything. The whole body was struck by a powerful shock wave that did not feel like its own body. If I had not felt such intense pain as cutting flesh and bone, I would not have regained consciousness.

Harun hurriedly pulls out a superior potion and throws it to Dylan with difficulty and himself takes one out.

After barely turning the Mana Flow a few times, the shaken intestines found their place and there was only enough energy to open their mouths.

"I almost died."

"Hehe! That's what I'm going to say. I didn't know the commander's swordsmanship had gone this far."

Dylan was afraid he might actually die in a moment of shock. Dylan opens his mouth inadvertently, his eyes turning around. Clearly, there were dozens of beautiful trees and some huge rocks between them.

Are you saying they're all shattered? '

The vacant lot that they fought in was already only 10 meters in radius, but it was already a big ship. I was amazed at how my body kept its shape.

"What a great commander we are! '

Unlike his lifelong training, the blacksmith who grew at a terrifying speed finally became a skill he couldn't handle. Of course, there was still a lack of detail about the centuries of sword taxation and managing Mana, but Harun grew up to be respected enough by Dylan.

Dylan gives you a hard thumb lift.

'You are now my lord forever, both by human and swordsmanship!'

Taniella and Myrus came to the camp this afternoon after barely recovering from the potion. Dylan, who had a strong sense of responsibility, came along and moved separately to assist the rest of the crew in their training. He was alone in the compound.

"These guys are amazing."

What they're talking about is the shamans and the whole mountain tribe.

"Seemed like good wood to me."

"As cotton absorbs water, so it absorbs our teachings. The three of them have already mastered the first circle, not to mention the manana loop. I've never seen such a fast progress, even though I'm used to practicing magic, and I've been able to do it in my own way."

"You also have the best understanding of Runes. They say that spells also use the same sacred shadow as Runes. Maybe they've learned the Rune prototype."

Taniella and Mirus did not hesitate to commend the three members of the shaman family.

"Oh! Are you learning the interpreted grimoire?"

"Yes. I can barely touch the shell, but I've gained so much that I'm several times more powerful than my old magic."

"I admire the power of true magic. Ancient magic is so powerful that it's nothing compared to current magic."

Taniella and Mirus are immersed in ancient magic.

"I want you to work hard and get to the top of your 7 circles."

Harun said the two of them smile brightly.

"Heheh heh! I'm going to build a steeple if I'm not the Great Sage of the Seven Circles."

"I have a name in mind. The Hurricane Tower! Isn't it wonderful?"

Their faces were brighter than ever. The passionate attitude of life that focused on the goal was melted in that smile.

'You look really good.'

Harun was very disappointed that there was no wide-area climate control magic in his magic, but after seeing the two of them smile, he was able to let go of that disappointment.

"By the way, I was going to ask you both separately."

"What brings you here?"

"I dealt with the Black Wizard on my way to the keep this time."

I had heard a short story about it.

"I found several grimoires on the body of the presumed leader. I read it when I had time, and I couldn't understand it. But I kept it to myself because it seemed to be helpful to you both."

Harun took out five grimoires from the sub-sphere titled 'Otzwald Academic Magic Overview', 'Mind Control', 'Control', 'Taming Skill', and 'Basic Magic' and handed them over to them.

"Oh!"

"This!"

As expected, when they saw the grimoire, their eyes fluttered and their bodies trembled. Then I began to examine the contents of the wizards immediately. It had been a long time, but the two of them had forgotten what their situation was, and had fallen into a grimoire.

It was more than an hour after the two of them woke up. It may have been a boring time, but Harun didn't feel bored by turning the Mana Flow to recover from his body.

"These are black magic books."

"Ouch! I know the commander."

Myrus brushes on Taniella's horse.

"Magics that the Wizards of the Five or Six Circles supposedly had, I think the Dark Wizards of Darkness could learn them together. Use this grimoire to help you neutralize or counteract their magic."

"I see. I've been working on a basic theory of dark magic to gently seduce Nicken, but I think I can find a way to deal with dark magic." "

"Huh-huh-huh! It will also help us to come up with a new theory. Ancient magic employs very few theories of dark magic, so it is imperative that these be used to interpret and understand the ancient grimoire that the blacksmith rescued."

In fact, the ancient grimoires that Harun saved seemed to be the end of the interpretation, but it was the last thing he understood. It was as if he had been desperate as if he had hit a new wall. But the magic books Harun gave them were like a beam of light in the darkness.

"Then that's even better."

Harun had been distracted by two ancient grimoires who reported that there was no climate control magic that the GPC was looking for.

Wow!

Myrus suddenly hugs Harun.

"Without the commander, our two old men would have ended their lives like a twisted mummy. I love you, Chief. Cunt!"

Harun, who had been kissed by Mirus on the cheek, grabbed Taniella Harun before he could escape the mental shock.

"Thank you very much, My Lord! The knights came up with this title by themselves, because they wanted to know how to say it. I will repay you for this kindness for the rest of my life."

"Oh my! This…… is……."

Harun was wondering what to say and whether to separate the two of them. He suddenly felt the shoulders of the two people's faces getting damp.

I could clearly see how moved they were. Harun's heart fluttered and his eyes flushed for no reason.