I Became a Regulatory Official for the Poaching of Monsters, but the Rescued Monsters are trying to Eat Me

With a bundle of finished documents, Taketo went to the king's room.

The king's private room is behind the "King's Room". Normally, it was a room that was prohibited from entering except for the upper echelons of the Knights and their own caretakers, except when the King invited himself in.

In front of the door of the room, the Knights in armor are guarding in a dramatic manner. When I told them that I was being called to the king, I was scared inside, and it was clear whether the conversation had already gone through.

When you knock on a large double-open door made of a single plate, a familiar voice returns from the inside immediately.

"Here you go."

"Excuse me."

He quietly pushed the door and stepped into the room.

Compared to the size of the door, the interior was not so wide.

However, a shelf full of walls was full of books, and books that could not fit were piled up on the floor. The scroll is also rolling around. It looks like I accidentally stepped on it.

In addition, the shelves are lined with minerals, specimens, and stripping that are not well understood. It was an unacceptably beautiful room.

It's more like a museum warehouse than a king's room.

On a wooden stand near the door, a parrot-like bird with seven beautiful shining wings stopped. The bird looks at the tacket and says, "Pfft?" and tilted his neck.

Then he reached out as he approached to be sucked by the bird. When I was stroking around my neck, a voice rang from the back of the room.

"You're used to it. She was sent by a country as a sign of friendship."

Large desk at the back of the room. Beyond that, I found a woman I knew.

The current King of the Kingdom of Genoa. Jengrey Fonzinia, that man.

Unlike the divine queen when she shows her face to the public, she dresses as unfortunately as usual in her private bossy hair, washed shirts and work pants. The tight glasses, like the bottom of the milk bottle, were now folded and hooked to the chest of the shirt.

"I thought it was a bird I'd never seen before. What business... wow. So?"

Only the back of the room is blown through and the ceiling is high. There was some giant skeleton specimen hanging from the high ceiling. It's a little whale-like skeleton from the bone. The difference is that there are straight, long horns on the head, like a unicorn.

There were many large pieces of glass stuck in the walls of the blowout, and a pleasant afternoon light was pouring down.

"Isn't that cool...?

Jen murmured, "Ooh!".

"That's what you know. This is an oceanic unicorn that has long been said to be extinct. I wanted to see where I was still alive. Well, I didn't call you to show you this. In the meantime, sit around appropriately."

That said, it's buried on the sofa and on the chair with piles of books. It felt kind of bad to get out of the way, so the tacket sat down on the small spiral staircase by the desk. Although the spiral staircase continued upstairs, looking up from the blowout, it looked like the upper floor was filled with shelves full of books.

When Jen takes the bottle placed on the wagon, he pours a purple and red liquid into the two glass cups. Looks like red wine.

"Yes, please."

"Ah, thank you."

I took the glass and drank it with cockroach. I'm not really familiar with the flavour of the wine, but the moment I put it in my mouth, I felt that it seemed like a good wine. The intense, mellow aroma that was not diluted like drinking in a city tavern spread into my mouth.

Jen sat shallowly on his desk and enjoyed the wine while slowly shaking the glass.

"Ah, the documents you asked for. I brought it because I was able to."

Taketo hands over the round paperwork he had in his hand.

"Thank you. Thank you."

"Still, I can only do about half of it. I'll bring the rest when I can."

Jen unwraps the documents he receives, puts on the glasses that were hanging on his chest, and gently checks the contents.

"Yeah, I knew it was good. Thank you so much for being here. I've always wanted my men to help me."

Jen took off his glasses and hung them on his shirt's chest again, laughing softly with Moss Green's eyes.

"But I deal with a lot of confidential documents. I didn't have enough people to take care of this job. Knowledge of document affairs is also needed, but it's more important than that whether or not someone has an interest in it. In that regard, you can rest assured that you do not belong to any faction or family line."

"... thank you."

I don't feel like it is being used in a good way, but I don't feel bad about being left to work.

I would also be happy as a bait if I were to become a petty cash earner.

Jen leaned the wine glass again and took a breath.

"... my Lord, I don't have much of a" good night, "but I'm pretty blind. As a matter of fact, I hardly see your face from this distance. I know it's you with your voice and manners, but I can see the blurry silhouette in my eyes. I can't read unless I get close to the book."

"Eh...."

Jen wears glasses a lot in private, so I thought he might have bad eyes, but I didn't think it was that bad.

Surprise appeared on his face. Jen smiles in trouble.

"Don't say too much publicly. I don't want my weaknesses to be known as much as possible. Yeah, I know Valvara.... that's why. I'm very tired of using my eyes. I drink this wine to nourish myself. Oh, I forgot to mention, this is the wine I used to bathe in Mandragola."

"Buha...."

The last shocking words suddenly seemed to blow out the wine contained in my mouth. No, I blew it. I'm really glad I didn't bother Jen. If you succeed, you will be guilty of disrespect.

Jen stared at the hasty tacket with a pleasant smile.