I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World

His Majesty the King.

An old gentleman wearing a pair of glasses lifts an elongated piece of paper and opens his mouth. The aristocrats in the great hall, who heard his words, raised their faces to the voice and looked upon the altar at the end of the stairs.

Their royal faces face next to the large chair.

The king, the queen, the prince, the princess. Of course some of them are Prince Xenon.

As Maris and the other nobles began to drool over it, so did I. and Satanas.

"We were able to safely celebrate the flower season again this year"

The king's heavy bass sounds in the hall.

"Bless here a healthy prosperity under Pramana, the founding god, and put the glorious Dolan shine in its hands"

When the king says so, Maris slaps him on the shoulder so he wakes up in a posture. If you look at her, you can see her gesturing like holding a cup with her right hand up. When I saw what it was, I was told that you would do it too. If you look around, you're all uniformly looking at the king with one hand up.

When I shook my neck vertically, I held my thumb and index finger together and raised my right hand to hold a cup like Maris's.

"Cheers!"

As soon as the king said cheers, a glass of transparency appears in his hands.

The glass seemed to contain red, slightly fruity alcoholic beverages.

I have seen the magic of the celebration cup in the book, but I rejoice that I could experience it plainly.

The royals sat down in their chairs as they were.

"His Royal Highness Prince Arman is doing well, too. I have to go say hello soon."

"You, don't go before Count Riesling."

"No, never mind, Baron."

And there were those who went to greet the king in turn before him. A row like a giant snake all the way.

As far as the length of that row goes, I mouth the alcohol that this is going to take time.

"Kings are tough, too. I can't believe all those people and greetings."

"If you're next door, it's okay because Prime Minister Malkin is reading up and assisting you properly on who's who next to you. Lord Alwes is here to protect His Highness."

It is certainly impossible for any king to remember in detail how many people, or nobles gathered from all over the kingdom, from one person to another to ten.

See the king, the queen, at the end of the line.

On the four chairs beside you were sitting the first prince, His Royal Highness Prince Arman, and the second prince, His Royal Highness Nortis, and the third prince, His Royal Highness Princess Zenon, with a calming look on her youngest son, Her Royal Highness Princess Mithrina.

And beside it, I see a rock man standing, wearing black knight clothes, who can't see anything unusual about his daytime appearance. On his left chest a circle of red flowers from Cupiretto remained stabbed, and his mouth poked open wondering if it was possible that this guy had been at work ever since then and now.

"Long working hours..."

"Say something?

Shake your head and tell Maris it's nothing.

Because I said I was coming, and I thought I would be wearing another visually sparkling outfit, I blurred my mouth and turned my gaze to the floor.

I'm not weighing everything down in terms of winning or losing anything, but seeing a hater doing his job oh even on a festive day like this, I have myself disgusted with myself enjoying the day and going around the stalls and stuff, while at the same time being a little, just a little, but afraid of his physical condition.

Of course there are a lot of Nike, Prince Zenon, and other people who are not on holiday.

But when I saw Rockman like that, who I see as a lodging enemy on a daily basis, no, I felt a regrettable, itchy tooth that was itchy on my back but couldn't reach there.

Let's just start working again tomorrow.

"Hmm...?

When I glance at the last of the line with Chira in an attempt to change my mood, I notice the face I see. You noticed me there, too, and I narrowed my eyes and laughed nicely. I'll make a light meeting, too.

It was the Duke of Rockman who was at the rear of the line. I wondered if it wasn't the one at the beginning at a time like this, but that turns consciousness to Maris and Satanas, who are chatting with only questions in themselves.

"Isn't Maris good, you don't have to go over there"

"Yeah, of course I'm coming."

Saturners pointed their fingers at the long line, and Maris nodded at it.

"So there you are, Nanary"

"Me too!?

She made a bloody statement.

"Psst, good for you"

Satanas beside me laughs like any other HR at me staring at Maris' face. I was angry again, but could he take me on the road?

"It would be rude not to say hello to His Majesty the King, even though he was invited because he was not a nobleman."

"Invitation, or Maris' spill."

"There you are. Saturners will be there."

"Me too!? You're lying!?

That satanic nurse stops Piscilli from moving and sweats out. Being the king's opponent, he can't afford a boulder satanise either. I would definitely like to see this solidify into a bee in front of Prince Xenon, consider what a bent personality.

"Master Alwes will be there, and we won't be able to afford to have you"

"Then why did they call me?"

"Didn't I want you to meet with His Highness Zenon? You were close."

"Seriously. He's surprisingly lonely."

"What kind of interpretation?"

Encouraged by her, me and Satanas follow behind her.

Next door, well, he's seriously lonely. Seriously, Satanas was still whining about that. Don't say that in front of Prince Zenon, how frightening, while I walked silently.