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

Four days passed when he returned to King's Landing.

I'm sitting at the end of the counter at the tavern tilting the ale poured into a wooden jock for the first time in a long time.

"Master, the new menu seems to have a good reputation. Soup made with seafood" air-transported "by a black dragon from the east coast... there are no other restaurants in King's City to eat."

Once, I took Mr. Hale to Seafast, a port town on the east coast. Ramsath was afraid of heights so he couldn't ride the dragon and couldn't take him, but he was able to have Halei-san, who was in charge of the kitchen, look at the purchase in the port town.

There's another reason I went to the east coast. It was a contract with a merchant ship that was going to trade - to have magic equipment stowed, so that information could also be collected from the sea. It's just a magic tool to pick up and convey the surrounding sounds, but I decided to use it in the name of insurance in the event of a ship crash.

In fact, it also helps to rescue marine casualties. Dozens of ships go missing each year due to bad weather or piracy, which is an obstacle to Albain's trade. I hope to establish a means of knowing what happened at sea and that the Navy and my Alliance branch will work together to reduce future accidents.

"... Master, you seem to be moving a lot. Could you tell me what's going on? It's nice to be able to work in a tavern, but we can't just forget about Kvaris."

Verlaine wipes the glass up in the counter at the tavern. I didn't wear a headdress today and my hair was unusual.

It's time for a break after lunch. Hallelujah and the others have returned home once, and only me and Verlaine are in the shop hall. Sphere was out in town with his master to do shopping.

"As it stands, we don't know where Kvaris is. The Flying Battleship's slide crystal doesn't appear to be Kvaris anymore two days ago... maybe it was sabotaged."

"Does that mean... that Kvaris is also aware of the presence of the flying battleship? I wonder if it will get any closer at all?

"... I wonder. As long as you can't see, you can't take any action."

I tilt the ale. If you neutralize it with magic, you won't get drunk, but now you don't use magic and drink it exactly as it looks.

Verlaine sighs when she looks at me like that. I don't want you to look like that, but now I have to wait.

"I don't see any 'special requests', but it seems that there are regular requests. Master has been trying to get this guild to this state... and I understand that's what this is all about..."

"How do you think Zeke and the others are drinking it?"

"... that's not true. I don't think your husband is doing it without thinking."

"That's too much to buy. I want to rest, too. Doesn't Verlaine take a break?

When asked, Verlaine sends her gaze to the stairs that go upstairs and looks at me again.

"... aren't you aware of that? Today, it's just me and your husband."

"Until Master and Sphere arrived, Verlaine and I were together."

"Ah... that's right... that's not what I'm saying. Don't say anything you don't understand....."

Verlaine makes her mouth sharp and displeased. I know what she's trying to say - the time is very precious.

However, Verlaine and everyone else believe that it is above all important to maintain a balance in the relationship.

If I take Verlaine for granted, she'll have her distance. Verlaine still looks at me and smiles when she doesn't say she can't help it.

"Well, let's take a good look at it today. My current husband seems to excuse himself for being drunk on Yale even if something happens. It doesn't make sense if you don't envelop it when you're bare."

Verlaine said so and took off the apron and went upstairs. The footsteps are so far away that I can't hear anything, I pour the rest of the ale into my throat.

― ― A pair of magic piercings in my ear conveys a report from the Intelligence Department.

The first two days showed no signs. The information that comes up is peace itself, and I temporarily thought that Kvaris might not pose a threat.

However, I could not go to a flying battleship and see that the image of the phantom was disturbed and eventually completely invisible, and think of it as a bad omen.

Kvaris, painted on the mural of the aisle, continues to shine red. For 2,000 years, the presence of Kvaris has not been communicated to Albain, and no literature remains. Rowe owned the material about Berthalis, but there was nothing there that suggested the existence of Kvaris.

We're the only ones who know about Kvaris. All the people of the King's City, including His Majesty the King, now that the earthquake had stopped and an alliance had been made with Elsein, lived in peace without any fear.

--There are more than "snakes" somewhere in this world. It may come to this king, Alvinas.

I just complained about it and spread fear and confusion. His Majesty the King is a politician who thinks of his country and his people - but he has no countermeasures against powerful foreign enemies. There is no effective solution but to evacuate all the people of the King's City by transitioning to the capital.

Why is it that only Albain suffers from constant disaster?

We're posing a threat to Albain. It's not impossible to think so - we're always close to and involved with the threat in this country.

(... did you do better? No... it's not too late.)

After finishing the demon king crusade, you will receive the reward you desire and live as you wish.

I still do. I'm not fighting with a sense of duty, and I don't want to be praised.

- That's fine with me. But it's not right to want your people to be the same.

"Master, the crew of a trading ship that arrived in the Oriental Islands from Sifast has heard rumours."

When the fishing boat was out fishing, the sky suddenly darkened and heavy rain and lightning struck. And a cloud of black clouds appeared far above... "

The cloud mass suddenly disappeared after passing through the fishermen's heads for a while. The direction of the clouds and the speed at which they move... "

Sakuya's report was engraved in my head.

A lump of black clouds appearing near the Oriental Islands. It is heading west - the direction of the Kingdom of Albain.

Based on the velocity of travel, the number of days the black cloud reaches near the eastern coast of Albain is…

"... if you'll excuse me. You're alone today."

"Ah... Mr. Sharon, is that 'father'... your master?"

Two girls in dresses come in from the back of the shop - Beatrice and Sharon.

"Because I'm Sphere's father, but I think you should call me normal."

"The relationship between the husband and his family is subordinate, but in the demonic tribe, it also means' family '. If you were Sphere's father, you would be my family's father."

"Is that... Ratchristian custom? My husband is Sphere's father, but I thought he might still be young to be a father...."

The two of them became acquainted with each other, but Beatrice visited the flying battleship and talked to Glasgow and the three of them.

"Dick, Father, may I give you a report from Glasgow...?

"Oh, what's going on over there?

"Golem regeneration has begun because magic has been refilled. We are currently investigating the availability of the weapons on board."

Flying Battleships contain Nucleic Crystals that create powerful magic and contain some Auxiliary Magic Crystals. It usually accumulates excess magic in magic crystals and is used when it is running out.

The nuclear crystal had deteriorated and its performance had deteriorated, but as a result of the Master entering the power room and examining, it was found that the deteriorated part could be replaced with a new one, and the performance could be restored to about 80% by renovation.

Originally, 50% of the power was not supplied, so it could be said that it was only floating. Beyond 60%, you can accumulate magic while activating the amplification boundary, and after reaching 70%, you can afford to use excess magic for other things.

"The Magic Crystal Compression Cannon could not be activated without magic, but it is now possible to use two sides: the starboard side and the port side. You must be able to use attack magic, such as Spirit Magic, to use this weapon. That's all Glasgow has to say right now."

"... you can use that now? It was buried in the woods, and the roots were intertwined, so I couldn't really use it."

"Each glass goal was spent a day working around the turret. I used to cook her meals, so I just watched most of them...."

Glasgow is hard-working, and even if he's on a flying battleship, he mostly works outside of his sleep hours. I think you should rest, but it seems that Sharon is finally taking a nap on his advice and is awake until late at night.

"I'm not using the Blood Promise to be mean. She's looking for something to do on her own… I'm sorry I'm just lazy."

"I didn't give you any detailed instructions either. If you let me know what's going on, I don't mind if you do whatever you want."

"Yes... thank you. Sweet for your words, I'm still" liking it "today."

Sharon looks up at Beatrice, who is taller than herself. Beatrice became red to her ears and she fell down.

"Well, what's the matter? Beatrice, how are you feeling..."

That's what I noticed - Beatrice's body is a little thin. You should be able to absorb the magic of staying close to me, but you don't seem to dare.

"... is Verlaine and the other wives away now...?

"Father, please do me a favor. If only you could give us the strength to serve you....."

I knew that was the case, but it seems that giving magic before Verlaine returns is bad enough to steal an eye.

"Beatrice, visiting during the day means there's more magic than at night. I don't realize that. It's not me."

"Ha, yes... I'm sorry, I'm sorry to say it passed..."

"No, I'm not mad. You should take care of your body a little more. Making magic happen isn't a bad thing."

"... Master... after all, you're kind. Just listen to what Dick has to say and I'll...."

Beatrice, with all her tears, moisturizes her eyes with one word from me. When she stroked her head, she smiled like a tickle.

Sharon sees it, putting his index finger on his lips - it seems like a trick to stick it out, but he feels dangerous when he looks at his greedy eyes. The "Nightcrawler (Nosferus)" is a species that is good at charm, so there must be some power in the eyes.

"Father, do you care about my eyes?

"I thought there might be something special about it."

"Charming Magic Eyes doesn't work for Dick's father. Don't worry about it… even if you suck blood, the pledge will not be activated. I'm a family member, so I can't control my husband."

That's reassuring, but Sharon's eyes still have something to disturb his mind. I think I'd better put some mental defense on.

"Beatrice, come back at night when you need magic. For now, it's light enough to say it's nerdy, but would you like to eat something light? Have you both eaten lunch yet?

The lunch hour was over, but both of them shook their heads. I heard that Beatrice doesn't need to eat and Sharon eats small meals, so sometimes she only eats drinks.

"Your father's cooking... I've heard rumors that it's so tasty that even the royal chefs can't serve it... it's an honor to have it here."

"I used the royal palace flavors and recipes as a reference, but my food is for ordinary people. The budget ceiling is largely fixed. I don't compromise on ingredients when it's important."

As soon as they both heard I was cooking, their eyes were shining. When everyone gets hungry, they put the same emotion on their face - perhaps because I want to cook because I want to see that face.