Then, as soon as the receptionist rushed to call us back, he was led to the Guildmaster's office.
"Master! Mi, I have brought Master Mizette Galhart!
"Um, let me through"
There was a magnificent man sitting on a sofa that could be seen as expensive at a glance when the door was opened and sent to a private room.
Perhaps this man is the current former Count of Galhart.
Did I just say that I was in my fifties?
Given that this is a hundred years from now, maybe his grandfather or great-grandfather will hit the Clay boy.
Then it wouldn't be strange to hear about Mizette if we just talked when we were kids.
We sat on the couch opposite him, facing each other in a face-to-face fashion.
Is the receptionist nervous in the sight of the legendary presence, solidified without being slightly mobile in the interior of the wall, and watching this one in an upright immovable position?
... I don't have to be so nervous, but I don't think so.
Anyway, the ancestors of this realm, the apostles of God who inspired the Holy Knight Festival.
It's not really such a big deal though.
"I've heard from her at the reception. You're the ancestor who traveled with the unnamed human god to the divine realm 100 years ago, aren't you?
"When it comes to the divine world, do you mean that temple...? Well, whatever. Indeed, I am Mizette Galhart, daughter of Galleria Galhart, then Earl. Still, you easily believe this absurd story."
I don't know what reason, but this guy already seemed convinced that he was Mizette himself.
I still treat mysterious visitors who shouldn't know anywhere with a low profile that respects this one.
Maybe Argus is messing with something again.
It's just an intuition, but I can only think of that line if he's sure.
"I'm late for my application. My name is Lenin Garhart and I am a former Count who until fifteen years ago let me run this realm. Your brother, Clay Galhart, is your grandson."
"Yes, Brother Clay's..."
Standing up, Lenin breaks his hips deep in front of us and bows his head and greets him on the spot.
I don't feel any arrogance from my graceful standing behavior, and I am very humble when I say that I am a powerful man from a noble nobility.
There will be recognition that the other person is a messenger of God, but in this person's case it was a natural way of moving that I suppose is usually this kind of response.
I pinch my mouth where he lifts his head again, and I briefly introduce myself with the red leaves to ask how far I know about this situation.
By the way, I was convinced of the introduction in the form of an accompanying adventurer of Mizette.
It was seen with the eyes of Mizette what she was talking about, but Mr. Lenin doesn't know where the receptionist behind him rumors, anyway, when he names it just as God, the Apostle.
Until it was properly deceived, as it was difficult for national church officials to push this over.
I just want to take a look around my hometown and find out what happened to the Galhart family, but I don't have time to slow down.
"Excuse me, may I have a moment, Mr. Lenin? I think you probably know something about Argus the Sage, or Clay Garhart who heard it, but how far the hell do you come to hear it?
"What I am hearing is two things: Argus, the great sage of the day, told my great-grandfather Clay that your ancestors had become apostles of human God, and that he would appear again in the time ahead. And in view of what's going on in this day and age, it's up to me to wish it were at this time."
Upon hearing more, Argus apparently understood that I would show up with Mizette again in the near future.
It feels like you, after all, but I don't feel uncomfortable that his brain can analyze it so far.
The fact that you left me a legend made it so easy for me to see you, and I appreciate it.
"Yes, that would be convenient. I'd like to know what's happened to Garhart territory and my family in the last hundred years, but can we stay at the Mansion? Of course, Kenji and Momiji are with us."
"Naturally. Because that mansion was originally built by your ancestors. Besides, it's a wonderful opportunity to hear the legendary adventure of your ancestors to our Count's house."
Thus the negotiations with Mr. Lenin were concluded, and he was again to be looked after for a while at the Count's mansion.
Even so, I don't think Mizette would be satisfied if she stayed two days a day.
So let's also ask about the Holy Knight Festival and the fact that they are one of the selection criteria for a line of brave men.
As we discussed some time ago, the fact that the country is still largely putting out brave men in its entirety means that a considerable threat is imminent in the world.
Also, it may be related to the "breakdown of creation" or it may lead to the acquisition of achievements, so I'm going to be actively involved in this matter.
Well, that's why it's a different story about whether me or Mizette mixes with a line of brave men.
Creative God (player) has a way of doing Creative God (player).
Try to let me do it on my own at best.