We were coached to the Mansion by former Count Lenin that night.
Once I traded my old guild card for what it is today to hide the name of my legendary knight, Mizette Galhart, and let it be changed to the latest type of magic certification guild card, I have to wonder if I should have done this earlier.
The expenses were to be paid at the Count's house, so I really appreciate the offer.
In the first place, the name of Mizette stands out to me.
Considering that, you can't just give out your ID.
For that reason, we should probably have renewed our guild cards immediately on the other continent if this were the case.
When I learned my name, I thought it was less important because the Creator was not trusted to be a human God, but when Mizette became famous so far, things changed slightly.
My calculations are wrong around here, but I also understand former Count Lenin and avoid being out-of-the-box.
He was cautioned by Argus, the wise man, not to say anything else to those around him if he ever encountered us in future generations to hear what was left of the Count's family.
I know you'll be fine in the future with regard to your identity, but you've been saved by his fabric stone again without thinking about it.
Argus' guy probably understood that church officials would be a lot of trouble if our actions were inhibited by the state.
He's the one who needs to be taken into account until the end, he is.
He said he'd help someday, and so much so that he could possibly be leaving these fabric stones all over the world.
And when I reached the mansion, there the servant had already greeted me in the form of a hips folded on the surface and heads lowered.
Guests would have told us they were coming, and they were accepted naturally without any doubt about our appearance.
Very well-educated servants who can see it well from the carriage.
Then a boy appeared at the main entrance of the mansion as soon as we got out of the carriage.
He is such an up-and-coming energetic boy, reminiscent of the once runaway toddler Mizette.
When I was about 10 years old, was it?
With a wooden sword in his hand, he jumped at former Count Lenin, who was immediately master of the Adventurer's Guild.
"Grandpa! I heard you're inviting adventurous guests to my house! You finally decided to represent the Holy Knight Festival!? Why don't you introduce me to him?
"This, calm down, Gray. You're rude to your ancestors."
The vigorous boy, Toray. The boy ignored Mr. Lenin's advice and looked around at this one, turning in turn to the red leaves, Mizette, before stopping that gaze at me, the oldest.
Apparently, he was mistaken for a representative of the Holy Knight's Festival.
Well, if it's just the look, it's most likely, and you're actually a holy knight.
However, when I looked at the neighbor chillily thinking that this invigorating resemblance to a former Mizette after all, I was hiking my mouth and laughing bitterly if he thought so too.
It reminded me of so-called black history, I guess.
By the way, the Gray boy who hadn't listened didn't respond at all to the word "ancestor," and his head seemed to be full of about the Holy Knight's Festival.
"Are you the representative of the Holy Knight Festival!? Hey, fight me!
"Wait, Gray, the Holy Knight Festival hasn't even started yet. In the first place, that attitude is disrespectful to your guests. Be careful what you do when you suspect the character of the Count's house."
"Huh?"
Even as the Gray boy goes and tries to jump, Mr. Lenin grabs the root and captures him in a hanging state.
Poor energetic boy.
"Ahhh.... it's kind of like looking at me back in the day and it makes my face hot. Hey, you there, if you don't be a little more discreet, you'll regret it later, just like me."
"What? Who is it? I need help with the Holy Knight.... because sooner or later you'll be the most powerful knight like the legendary Saint Knight, Mizette Galhart! So I'm not interested in powerless women and children!
Aha, is that what you came for?
I'll admit to cutting that Mizette opponent's brains out, but if you're just that healthy, it's gonna be hard to expand after this.
Anyway, this one was a runaway young girl, and a sold fight is a buying doctrine.
Mr. Lenin also has a face like "ahhh" on Gray Boy's words and hands on his forehead, and all I can say is that you're sad.
I'm sure after this he will be taught a lot by his goal, the Holy Knight himself.
"Phew, yeah. You're not interested in powerless women and children. All right. Then this powerful legendary Saint Knight, Mizette Garhart herself, will re-educate you now. Thank you."
"... to?
With that said, the Gray boy was drawn to a former runaway toddler and taken to the garden.
Perhaps training like hell will begin now (go today).
Go home alive, boy.
"... hon. Uh, there was a lot going on, but what do you want to do?
"Oh yeah...... We're not going to talk about what your ancestors did, and let's just show them to our mansion."
"That's good......"
In the back, the red leaves wanted to have dinner, too, and I said, "Ouch, haven't you? It's noisy, so maybe we should just be guided first.
Well, they'll both be back when most of them get cold.
Because of this, I think I'll get an overview of the Holy Knight's Festival even at dinner.