I’m OP, but I Began an Inn

'Cranklan', capital of the Kingdom of Oakland

It is the capital of the Kingdom of Oakland, the largest country on the Klan continent, and a royal castle exists.

The royal castle in the heart of the city is named "White Jingu" because of its white and beautiful outer walls. Its royal palace has been very robust since the beginning of its construction due to a number of defensive magics such as [Resist Spelling] and [Anti-Skills], and [Purification] magic has been perpetuated to preserve its beautiful appearance. It's been more than 1,000 years since it was built, but it hasn't lost its beauty. It is one of the buildings that makes this world wonder about the height of magic technology at the time.

The city spreads in circles around the royal castle with the Civic District further out.

The castle walls surround the whole town, and the castle gates exist only one place at a time, east, west, north and south.

The city is divided into four sections, with commercial districts to the northeast, training districts to the southwest, industrial districts to the southeast, and residential districts to the northwest.

As the name suggests, the same applies to districts and industrial districts that are specialized in commerce.

A training district is a place that was born to produce human beings of various professions, and there are many places like vocational training centers where we call them today.

'Cranklan', such a big city and capital of the Kingdom

There was a woman at the castle gate to the west.

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"Fi. Finally."

The woman in front of the castle gate, which stood majestically in front of her, - Carla Grace muttered.

I've actually spent three hours getting here.

The sun, which was directly above it until just a short while ago, has shifted slightly to the west and has come to a position where it will set in the next few hours.

- Do you want to go into the king's capital for now... Huh?

"Stop! You there. Wait a minute!

Was it because he was walking around looking at Kyoro Kyoro, or he was called out for suspicion.

I was a little surprised when he called out to me, but I turned to the person I spoke to.

- There was a knight dressed in silver armor.

"We need to present a pass to enter the Wang Capital. Do you have a pass?

A taller knight (handsome face... chip -) asked me.

- Pass? - What's wrong with [convenience]?

I can't even go too quiet.

"I just came out of the country and I don't have a pass..."

In the meantime, I tried to disguise myself as a traveler who just got out of the country.

"What? If you don't have it, I'll issue you a provisional badge, so I'll get you to the jar."

That said, the knight's man began walking towards the building next to the castle gate, which seemed to be a stuffing block.

- It's subtly [expedient] here.

I followed the knight's man and went into the jar because it was unlikely to be anything in particular, even though I thought so.

The furnace was not much different from a normal house. It has a table and four-legged chair for a family of four, a fireplace for when it gets cold, and a bed for temporary sleep.

I sat in one of those chairs facing the knight in front of me.

"I'm going to ask you a few questions, so answer me. - Oh, I'm Dick, the West Gate packer."

Knight in front of me... "Dick" said.

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"I'm going to ask you a few questions, so answer me. - Oh, I'm Dick, the West Gate packer."

Speaking casually, I was thrilled to look at the woman in front of me.

It was supposed to be a boring day just to monitor what goes through the gates as usual, to check passes and give temporary passes to those who don't have them.... but not today.

One of the passengers who, as usual, stopped him, a woman who was supposed to be just one of the ones who invited him to the jail to issue a temporary permit, but I've figured it out face-to-face...

- Beautiful...

I honestly have to admit that, so much beauty, so overwhelming that I have left behind words such as cuteness and beauty.

By analogy, that beauty, like the moon floating in the sky, eagled my heart.

The woman was so beautiful that even such contradictions seemed loving that she could never reach it even if she wanted to, but couldn't help but.

- You're so beautiful that the top actress in the opera I used to see looks like a troll daughter in the country.

A line floats like a tooth myself amazingly.

I bumped all of that into the woman in front of me and wanted to see a smile that lit up and hung up.

- I don't think so.... I need to get some serious work done... -... but beautiful.

She must have had a blurry face somewhere, the woman in front of her opened her mouth slightly,

"-... any questions?

I heard it in a voice that included a little insurance.

I've just noticed.

This woman doesn't have the same look as one. No, the face itself is not moving with Pickle, but the angle of view, the light on it, and even the atmosphere on the spot are performances to bring out the beauty of this woman, all of which each bring the best expression to this woman.

And above all, a woman who looks even more beautiful the next moment she thinks she saw the most beautiful face.

For the rest of my beauty, I even remembered war.

"-... Questions!?

A woman asked me a little strongly if it was because there was no response.

"... ahhh... I'm sorry. It was so beautiful. I fell in love with it."

There's no way I wouldn't say anything to this woman of ultimate beauty, who's always famous for being a 'serious soft knight'.

"No flattery. Any more questions about issuing a provisional permit than that?

I didn't mean to flatter you at all, but the woman in front of me didn't seem to take it that way.

"... oh yeah, that's right. That's a name first. What's your name?

- I'd like to get closer to the colors, but let's start with this woman's name.

I started asking questions to the woman in front of me, including maybe my lower heart.

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"... oh yeah, that's right. That's a name first. What's your name?

- Has the decent question finally begun... And this guy is still a cautious person.

I was on Dick's guard.

Well, first of all, I definitely had the image of a player because his face was handsome.

If that was all it was, I might have seen it as an honest knight. but

I can't believe that line came out naturally.

- Soft bastard, aren't you sure!!!

While I'm somewhat shocked that decent otherworlders have finally turned into softists,

They blossomed into Q&A with Dick.

The adventure of 'Kara' has only just begun, as to when we can enter the Wang capital, which is currently in vain.