He Didn’t Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became Guild Master

Looking at the sleeves of the clothes that only a casual person peeking from the sleeves of the jacket would wear - I can see the full nature of her, but I don't think she was able to procure ordinary clothes with the jacket. I must have had a lot of trouble getting here.

I pretended to give the demon king the paper of the order and told him what to ask the maid. The Demon King passed through me pretending not to, made a knob for me, and then started asking questions.

"Well, the first one. What are the specific reasons why His Highness Manarina wants to destroy it?

"... it is undesirable to marry a man who has spoken only once, after His Majesty has made an engagement without the Princess's knowledge."

"Sure... I've been trying to have as many conversations as I can since I met the person I decided to be this person, and I've been developing mutual understanding."

I'd like to say what you're talking about, but I can handle this place. The Demon King winks at me, but his appeal is counterproductive.

"... that's not because you want to talk about it forever? The Duke of Vincent is not interested in the inside, even if he praises the outside of the woman. Besides, I only care about the memory of your father, His Majesty the King, not His Highness Manarina. That's why even if I talk, I'm not impressed. You don't have to be mean to compare the value he's got with other women....."

The royal family and the aristocracy might say it's the princess's selfishness.

It is disrespectful to the king that he is constantly aware of his supreme power and does not see his daughter, the princess herself - it is the princess who suffers. Sometimes those who have such thoughts are liked by kings and raise their thrones.

His Majesty the King was a fair and just man when I spoke to him, but he may not be able to determine whether he sells charm or is "true loyalty" to himself. For the country, it is natural to want to have a strong connection with the Duke of Vincent - but

I feel that his relentless feminine relationship will cause confusion later on, so if His Highness Manarina wants to abandon his engagement, I think it would be better if it were done in a way that is not corrupt. As an Alliance, there is nothing unusual about accepting requests.

"I understand your feelings. Now, is there a way, at the moment, to see if it is possible to use the power of His Highness Manarina and his allies to break the engagement?

"... exists."

The voice that answers is powerless - even if there is a way, you can never, because you know it.

"The royal family can withdraw demands from others by duel. In other words, if we can play and win the game with the Duke of Vincent... the princess can break the engagement."

An ancient custom in the Kingdom of Albain. Freedom to reject unwanted demands by duel is granted to all subordinates.

The deprivation of freedom of decision by duel is synonymous with defiance of the Lord Albain, who governs battle and glory. It is unacceptable for a royal family at the top of the country to disobey Albainism, of which half of the people are believers.

The Duke, without exception, must obey the law. If you interpret it as the princess's pre-wedding selfishness and try to twist it down with force, the duel's composition will be impossible.

But you can't win a normal duel. You can see that by looking at the face of a maid who calls herself a maid.

"I have heard that the Duke of Vincent's strength, in terms of adventurer strength, is about 1200 on the battlefield alone. 800 swords and 400 magic points. His Highness Manarina....."

"... His Highness Manarina's combat score is about 700 points. Purely by evaluating only swordsmanship....."

Nobles don't need Adventurer Strength, but they prefer it as a guide to know their strengths, and many of them invite surveyors from the Alliance to measure them. Vinsburg was measured two weeks ago and showed a number of 1231. In view of the Duke's position, the overall adventurer strength is 6764.

Yes, the strength of the nobility does not reach even the class A adventurer with 10,000 strengths by the standards of the adventurer. That's because adventurers mostly appreciate their individual combat abilities because most of their requests require combat strength.

Power as a duke is also highly valued in that it can be used to carry out tasks, but its index is 6,000 points. The lower figure than the addition of the combat rating and the Duke's rating is said to be because he is buying grudges from many people in feminine relationships, but the measuring officer didn't want to be upset, so he didn't tell me the details. It's not that hard for me now to grasp that.

Returning to the battle rating points, it is said that even the difference of 100 is large and cannot be overridden. Not to mention that if there is a difference of 500, there is only one way for the low side to win, to form a party.

The battle rating of 700 by swordsmanship alone indicates that Manarina is more skilled and talented than an amateur, but the sword alone shows that 800 Vincent Burke has almost no chance of winning.

But it is. If His Highness Manarina doesn't get any backups.

I began to prepare for the chant without making a sound.

I already know what I need to accomplish this request. All we have to do is move on to execution.

Never let the self-proclaimed maid, Princess Manarina, realize what I've done.

"Owner, give me some milk."

"Yes, sir. Please wait a moment."

"... milk? Thinking a little about what I'm saying, you're starting to care about your body...?

A self-proclaimed maid with a strange face.

I received the glass containing the milk that I ordered, "after I gave it a hand without difficulty".

He slipped the counter and stopped the glass containing milk in front of his maid's eyes without spilling a drop.

"Lady, this is for you. It's my treat. Drink it."

"Nh... Mi, I didn't mean for milk to be said in unison..."

"Looks like you're not old enough to drink yet. It's the edge sitting at the same counter."

"Hey, don't treat me like this... don't treat me like a child! It's uncomfortable!

She was angry about being treated like a child - she expected the reaction, but for a number of reasons, milk was the best choice. You have to take a sip of it somehow.

"We are still talking about the customer and the request. With all due respect, I may have lost my temper because I forgot to serve you a drink, but I would appreciate it if you would kindly accept the kindness of your customer."

Fearing the Demon King, the self-proclaimed maid who was about to take a seat looked at me with her face red and took a glass of milk.

"... cold. To tell the truth, I was just thirsty. I'm sorry I tried to take a seat, but please let me keep talking about my client."

She sat back in her seat, held a glass and put her mouth on - drinking milk.

It seemed like I was really thirsty, but I only put my mouth on the lid because it was a princess' taste.

But it doesn't matter. At this point, it is fair to say that the request was almost fulfilled - if, as I read, she is Princess Manarina herself.

"I would like to thank you. I have a thorough understanding of your request. What we propose is a way to break the engagement with the Duke of Vincent."

"Well, that's... ah, with her power, I can't beat that guy..."

"We'll make arrangements here to make sure we win. Tell Her Royal Highness not to worry, but to go to the duel."

"... is that really... poisonous to that man?

"The Silver Bottle Pavilion will never leave a tragedy behind after fulfilling your request. Just as we ask our customers to keep their secrets strictly confidential, we will not divulge information. Rest assured that there will be no hindrance to Her Royal Highness's future activities."

It was still a month since I had the receptionist, but the explanation of the demon king fully reflected my will and was perfect. There is another receptionist I employ, but she has now left the shop on request because she has become an excellent adventurer through my development.

"... I see. I believe in you and this Silver Bowl. The reward is....."

I already told the Devil about it. I knew that she was a princess and refused to marry the Duke, and I was thinking about it - sometimes I thought of the face of a wrecked Cody.

A nobleman comes to the king's authority and uses the Knights as a chaperone - so Cody struggles. Why this happens is because if you ask the Alliance, you have to pay for it individually. I owe it to the Knights to do things on my own, such as cleaning monsters in my territory. Cody, who uses the Light Sword to scatter the fish, is also pitiful, has fewer requests from nobles, and is no good to the entire Alliance. It was a good opportunity to change the situation.

"To advise His Majesty the King not to interfere heavily with the Knights. That is our condition. When the Knights are used by the nobles to replace the adventurers, they are exhausted, and the work of the adventurers in King's City is reduced."

"... the Knights... yes, sometimes the nobles try to move the Knights, who are supposed to protect the country, for personal use. Her Royal Highness seems to have been concerned about that, so I'm sure you'll be able to answer both of them. That's not enough, so I'll make an advance. Think of it as a feeling, please accept it."

That said, the silver pendant that Princess Manarina placed on the counter - it was a "royal sign" passed down to the Albain royal family.

I don't think so, I'm going to stare at the pendant. The job was to connect as much as possible to the royal family, and I didn't expect any rewards, but suddenly a National Treasure item appeared.

Ancient ruins dating back to the Old Ages, in about five locations within the Kingdom of Albain. The Royal Signs were a coveted item for adventurers looking for rare items that they needed to get inside - all three of them, but I thought they'd be ahead of us if we could get them.

Inside the ancient ruins are full of traps and monsters that prevent even skilled adventurers, and the kingdom has abandoned control. If you investigate in my guild, you won't get caught up in it.

"Is that okay? Leaving this with us....."

"Yes, that's fine. You will change my life as you wish. Then I think we should offer something equal to life. Otherwise, we won't make it."

Items I want enough to get out of my throat - but...

Instead of taking it on the spot. I wanted to hear about the princess again after the engagement was broken.

You can be a drunk next to me. I can buy you milk only this time.

I order from the Demon King. What suits her now is not milk.

It's a boost for the next generation of battles that determine life.

"... is this... okay? Customer"

"Oh, I don't mind. I'm sorry I asked for milk and treated you like a child."

"Yes, no. I wasn't a big deal either."

While the princess apologizes to me, the Devil follows my orders and goes to the kitchen to pick up the ingredients that are not in front of him.

Then he blended and came back and put the glass in front of the princess.

"What is this...?

"It's from the customer over there. This alcoholic beverage is becoming weaker for young people, so please enjoy it."

The glass is filled with alcohol divided into white and peach. On top of it was a small red petal showing passion and victory. The flower word is unnecessary for the 'maid of honor', but the story is different for the 'princess'.

"This is a 'special drink that can only be drunk at this store'. I fermented the milk of the Kirin to make a weak alcohol, split it with a thousand-year-old peach and sprinkled the petals of the national flowers."

"... beautiful... can I really drink this...?

As the Demon King nodded, Princess Manarina put her lips on a glass of wine. And he stared at the glass with admiration.

"Delicious... I thought you were a wild man. You know such a delicate taste of alcohol..."

I don't particularly react, and I drink alcohol with a wild taste.

She still doesn't realize what I did to fulfill my request - so there's no reason to be so grateful to me.

I thought so, but it seemed that the "thousand-year peach break of Kirin milk liquor" moved her more than I thought.

The princess who stood up came to me and offered me a glass. I can't pretend not to notice - I smile bitterly and pair a big jock with a dick against a small glass.

"The milk earlier was also delicious, but if this liquor had been out earlier, I would have felt more moved."

"Nh... no, miss. I'm not dictating otherwise. Just on the edge sitting at the same counter....."

"Yes, I know. This is just what I wanted to say unilaterally... I'm not drunk."

Until then, I had only looked decently on my side, but the princess's smile from the front was so attractive that any words were likely to be innocent.