I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, 15, 9 months old. Let's go to school.

Beast fat settled down too, so I finally got to go back to Imperial City for school. Four weeks from here, but in Kilik, we were to use horses and run the two-week itinerary in a week.

Sarah is a born Kilik. I'm good at horses, even when they seem quiet. While suffering from muscle aches, it was fun for all of us to run through with horses refreshingly every day.

In the end, the dungeon only dived for a day, but it's been a long time since I've fought with magic. I was impressed with Kirik's face when I finally saw it, but it's good to be able to use magic without hesitation.

Nico and Blanc seemed to find Kilik's dungeon interesting and were to stay. I can't use my lodging and dining cards, but I'm going to take care of the Lordship Hall in Knoll, and I need you to write me a reference and I'm going south a little bit.

"I'll just go to all the dungeons. Fifteen."

"Don't miss the boat because it's a lot of fun."

"Exactly. I want to see Maria."

"When you leave, are you married?

"I wish I could. I'll be 19 when I get home. I'll be based in Kingsville for a while, but come home sometime, Merrill."

"I don't have Mr. Greg."

"Is Mr. Greg Merrill for Arsh? We're being taken care of by the deputy guild chief. Are we guild chiefs now?"

"Even I, because there's a lamb house, that's my inn. But once we get back to Merida, it's gonna be tough to come back."

"Oh, mare. I thought it was that kind of thing. What's Arsh going to do now?

"I'm going to do an inn in Findaria after school"

"Findaria? There's no dungeon."

"I wonder if I can bring someone into the inn who's not an adventurer. But traveling is fun."

"We are. People who aren't adventurers need to think about what they want in their homes."

"Yeah."

I don't know if you were invited to an imperial dungeon, but I wonder if it's okay because Mr. Noah and his people are hanging in there and, most importantly, they've made a huge contribution so far.

I stopped by Lanote in central Kilik and showed my face to Orlando. Mal said,

"Orlando doesn't come to the Empire."

I heard that

"You're going to the Empire. Because when the royalty of a less interactive country comes, it matters."

"Have you been so kind?

"Have a nice day."

"If the empire doesn't work, what about meeting you in Findaria next spring?

Orlando looked like he might be able to do that. They say they want to see their fiancée. There's no way I'm not happy.

"I'm also learning to explore countries."

You look good, Mal. You just don't like not seeing me for a year. That, speaking of which, Mal, treats you like a royal?

"I'll ask McKenny, but it's official, so I'll let him know that once the Empire has a fiancée. Were you personally acquainted with the royal family? Be sure to let me know. If anything happens within the Empire, it's a diplomatic matter."

Busy with the post-processing of the tribal council of chiefs, he was to follow me on horseback to the border. Looking down alongside Cyril, the two of us hung horseback,

"So are you guys. I'm not even married at all, but I've been with you for years. Just me? Is it just me? One."

And Dan said bumps. Someday, like Mal, I'm sure we'll meet.

While sparing a goodbye at the border, we take a two-week carriage from here to the Imperial City, also studying for a late class. Me and Dan take a good look at what we do like Findaria and think about next year.

Even as the Lamb Chamber of Commerce, the raw materials are increasing slightly because we have properly recovered profits from demonic meat and so on. Dan is continually profitable at the Lamb Pavilion in Wang Du, and I have income from patents and guild breakfasts and rates, and we can both have considerable funds available. You probably won't even owe money if you open a crappy lodging.

"But hey, I want to take in the Findarian people, too. You can invest half of it. It's your country, huh? And I'm not even from the Empire. Our title may work a little, but Mal might be more of an alert factor. The people of Findaria have no interest in this inn."

"Then will the inn I plan to open in the Empire also take in the Empire people... No, it could be a little tedious..."

"For now, in Findaria."

If I had such a plan, two weeks would have been such a short time.

At the end of the month of 9, it's finally the beginning of a new semester. Sarah was not willing to study abroad, so she will be deposited with the McKenny Chamber of Commerce. Help the Chamber of Commerce while studying Imperial Language and act with us on weekends. I hope we live together.

"Even though there was a prior application, the student's share is in the study. And it's considerably later than planned. Have them study carefully for a while."

I haven't been mad at Dr. Zeffle in a long time. And for a decent reason. There is no other way.

The classmates welcomed me warmly and I was just pulled to the club. The revival of the stalls also delighted the city people.

I also went to Alec's early on about the Empire City. As for Mal's engagement, he had been out of line for a while with Mr. Fritz.

"I thought Mal was only interested in skewering... so I got off guard"

He said he was alarmed. The truth is leaking. Well, I can't because I'm booked, but I guess one of the lambs wanted me to marry someone from the Empire.

"But Mal..."

How shocked are you?

"Depending on what you think, you can also say that you have a connection with Kilik. I'm glad you're making out more broadly."

"Really or not, yeah, congrats anyway"

Mal answers happily.

"Thank you, Alec. The fried fish is delicious."

Because that's the one I made. Because it is a specialty of Hoya Hoya.

"Some dishes are fried skewers."

Guru. Mal turned this way. Shit, I said it.

"Arsh, what's that? What kind of dish is that? Skewers?"

"Uh, stick meat and vegetables on a skewer and fry them."

"I can eat a snack with a skewer. I wonder why I didn't think of that!

Well, you can't think of fried skewers or anything.

"Well, think about new dishes later. More than that, I need to talk to you."

Hmm, I wouldn't be able to help but get a little alert.