"Sorry I'm at work, I heard in the guild that you're recruiting a housekeeper here, and it depends..."
"Mm, well. Wait a minute."
The Lords' Hall is reminiscent of a large castle, at the deepest part of the city, at the end of the hill climb.
It is as if I boast that I am the king of this land, the king of this continent, but he tells me in vagueness what kind of person he is.
Having deliberately broken up with the two of them outside the city, I went into the city alone after changing the color of my hair to a pale platinum blonde as well.
Then I headed to the guild early to find that recruit, and now I'm here on that leg.
The contract details do not take the form of being seconded from the guild, but of being employed directly by the Lords.
Furthermore, the title of Adventurer had to be returned, albeit temporarily.
Probably to keep Oink and the Adventurer Alliance from speaking out.
But all I have to give back is the title of Adventurer.
Like Kai-kun, the Guild tells us that the Duke of Endoresia and his power as lord in the semi-final remain firm.
Right, you can't give it back on your own.
... I thought it was just Kai-kun's.
"... Nevertheless, Demon King,"
Apparently, the lords here are called Demon Kings by some humans.
Hmm, I know Kai-kun, and as far as I know a real demon king, such a title can only be based on loss of laughter.
Not to mention you're tormenting my precious sister. If you have to, you can end it without leaving any evidence. Kai-kun was worried too, and I'm going to want this to end.
"Thank you for waiting. My name is' Ikes' and I have a family order for this hall. I heard you'd like to hire me as a housekeeper, but I'd like to know more outside the building, somewhere else, would you mind?
"Yes, that's fine. Best regards,"
What showed up was the same elf woman as me, dressed in black butler clothes.
Family order...... I thought I could only be a grandfather or something like that, but you can also be such a beautiful woman.
I am taken to a somewhat expensive shop in the downhill restaurant district by Mr. Ikes.
My uncle, dressed in a tight uniform that seems to be the owner of the store, heads outside the store when he sees Mr. Ikes, somehow putting up a sign before closing the store.
... What is this all about? I was only a little wary and secretly used the magic of physical strengthening.
"Master, let me use your usual room"
"Okay."
She took me to a room in the back of the store that would probably be used to hold a special guest.
Beautiful fuzzy looking sofa and a candy translucent table.
I wanted to touch what it was made of, but today I'm not what I always am.
Comes switching words and thinking.
"You're from outside the city, aren't you? This city has many surprising cultures for human beings, but if you are an elf… may I ask your name?
"I'm sorry, you should have named me here first. I say... yue"
"You're Mr. Yue. Perhaps if you were me, you wouldn't be so confused by the gap."
Duh, name it a pseudonym.
Will this be confirmed by the Alliance later?
When you do, there's nothing to prove you're really who you are, and you're the one who doesn't exist in the first place, and it can be a problem?
"By the way, if you'll excuse me, is Mr. Yue a descendant of Richt to see the color of his hair?
With that worry elsewhere, the conversation goes on to ask me about my origins.
Wow, I don't know! I think Richter meant the children left at my place, but the color of my hair...?
Let's just get rid of it.
"Well, I hope you can guess..."
Lie down your eyes and leak your feelings voice-color that way so that they can still hear you, aware of the weak objects.
"Excuse me. Forgive me for throwing away my former family name, too."
So lightly lowered, her head, unlike mine, is a beautiful, brightly colored blonde.
Speaking of which, I don't see too many dark blonde elves in this day and age, but is it possible that they are a clan that has crossed the Sardis continent?
"So here's the thing: I can't recommend Mr. Yue to work in the hall."
"Why is that? Is it a problem in the elves?
"No... that, because you are beautiful. To be honest, Master Arkham has a bad habit of choosing a handsome housekeeper for his…… night games. As the same woman, I don't want to see my tearful colleagues anymore."
... Oh well. This guy is a good guy, isn't he?
I still have a habit of hanging out with elves for just a little while.
Of course, I'm trying to fix it. I just get a little frightened when I see a grown up, kick-ass guy like Mr. Ikes.
Though, this man is purely my concern.
Maybe you brought me to a place like this just in case.
I was honestly glad to hear that concern. But then you can't.
"... thank you very much for your concern. But I also have an important purpose to fulfill. That's why I want you to work at the museum somehow."
Honestly, it could have been a failure to talk about it here.
They might think I'm trying to get in with some kind of stomach. But my usual intuition tells me it's okay.
...... It's okay, probably okay. I think I heard Kai-kun's shuddering voice from somewhere, but it's probably okay!
"Is that because the money is for you? Or... grudge against the people in the mansion?
"Personally Arkham... there are some things that I think about, but I'm not going to do anything about it. But it's essential that I work there for my purpose."
I speak honestly, staring straight into Mr. Ikes' deep green eyes.
It's true, but I'm not going to do anything 'now'.
I'm only there to get in there and protect Rayce from the shadows that will come one day.
Yeah, I'm not lying to you. I kind of feel like Kai-kun has been thinking lately.
"... if you're ready for the time, you won't say anything from me. But I would never resist at that time... because I twisted it."
That's right. Her face, whining in a sense of self-derision at the end, made me renew my resolve with a look that was too grumpy and as if I'd given up everything.
Reyce absolutely protects. And if you were to lay your hands on me, I vowed to match it with the most horrible eyes in the world.
When I was allowed to work, I was again taken to the hall and quickly came to the dormitory for servants who worked in the lodging.
The place, in the shape of a tall tower, as if it were a great tree, had an iron lattice on its windows, with strict security at the entrance and a rugged iron lock gate and a look that, no matter how eye-catching, was only visible to the prison.
Does this mean it's gonna be completely under control? Well, once you work here, you can't go inside.
"Looks like that bag is the only one with the luggage, but isn't it a problem? Once I get in, I can't go outside the hall from myself until my vacation request is accepted."
Mr. Ikes changed his language only slightly to me when I decided to work.
There are gatekeepers nearby, and maybe their influence.
"No problem. I'm ready for everything."
It's okay, maybe even the iron lattice would come off if I did 'eh'.
This is still powerful, so I think I can do that.
It's okay, I can't believe I'm really going to pinch when the Seven Stars show up and it takes hostages, plus my gear's gone and my powers are even more sealed.
Mr. Ikes, who took the last confirmation, instructs the gatekeeper to open the door and go inside.
Following that, too, the magic of physical strengthening, which I had just put on the mainstream of rapid force, is dispelled.
"I forgot to tell you, no magic or magic is allowed in this building or in the main building except for those who are allowed to do it. Then I wonder if you could put this on your arm one last time."
"... you forgot to mention something very important..."
"I'm sorry, but I'm still a family order,"
Good guy, wasn't he something? But I didn't see her face lying then.
And even now she was about to put a spicy white bangle on my wrist, sorry.
"If you put this on, your physical freedom won't work in case. Even if you try to harm Arkham, you will find it difficult as long as there is this."
"... I thought I told you. I didn't mean to do that."
"Let me believe that word, please. Arms."
I honestly offered my hand and was caught chagrin on my wrist, which was white and glossy as if it were ceramic, with beautiful rose sculptures.
... Normally stylish!
"Well, we don't have a room available yet today, so I'll have a simple bunk in the empty room. I'll pick up your educator tomorrow, so I can follow his instructions."
"Okay."
Having honestly drank all the instructions and climbed the long spiral staircase to the floor below one of the top floors, I was locked in the door at the same time as I was allowed into the prepared slightly dusty room.
... Well, then we need to get back on track with this disruptive surgical alteration and disturbed physical enhancement as soon as possible.
"... yes if you compare! An outrage like trying to catch a fierce wolf with a rat trap!"
Decision-making pose in a room where no one is present. 'Cause I'm bored.