Leaving the country of falling-about the fact that he was the 4th granting surgeon in the world-

After a few days of relaxation, I brought Ian back to the royal palace.

Yesterday His Majesty contacted me to discuss the matter of the aristocrats.

As Philip, the leader and insect repellent, said, Quor's participants were the same this time.

I wanted to bring Gilbert with me because it was supposed to be the usual black-and-white meeting, but... favouring him would lead to an outburst of dwarves.

I intend to refrain from plain sight until His Majesty has wiped them out, in order not to get caught in their scratches.

Gilbert taught Marina the magic of summoning as a tutor.

The status is higher for Marina, but I've been using Summon Magic for different years.

Combined with his good teaching skills, he is a perfect teacher.

I've adjusted my breaks to allow Esther to play equestrian tricks, so I won't have much time to spare.

Master, you look like you're having fun today.

Ian walking behind me spoke with a small voice. [M]

"Yeah. Louis and the others are back at school, but it's nice to have friends in the Mansion, isn't it? It's the Gilbert that spins his head so fast."

I see.

Louis and Roy dodged the red dot... Chris is back in the school building because he doesn't have as many distilleries.

I miss seeing fewer of the same generation on my side, but it's hard to recover from the lack of schooling.

When it's a long vacation, you can invite them back to explore the labyrinth.

When I went with Philip, he took me to the same room as a few days ago.

Ian, who is a servant, is also allowed to be present to avoid provocations from the aristocracy.

"Lord Zink. Sorry to bother you."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I am also deeply involved in this matter."

"It would be helpful if you could say so. First of all, from the treatment of those who lost at the border....."

When I hear your proposal, the story proceeds. [M]

That's why I want you to lend me the evidence of your nuisance. "

"Yes, sir. I keep all the letters, so I'll review them and deliver them to you later."

"Sorry to bother you. My country will not forgive them more than I have troubled you. I'm going to let you wear the kejime."

At a recent military martial arts conference, it seems that the soft end nobles will be expelled from the aristocracy.

It's obvious what happens when people who have been luxurious until now are deprived of their position and source of income.

Either you fall into debt bondage, or you're lynched by a people who've tortured you... or you won't live long.

Aristocratic executives who fled early are punished with territorial changes or heavy fines for failing to meet their responsibilities.

The Duke of Foncker said... nobility, a chunk of pride, can't endure a left transition, so he's willing to die and pay the money.

This disposition should be a tough chase for those who have a clean and massive debt.

"It also means suppressing the dissatisfaction of the senior aristocracy, and some of Nazareth are their friends as planned.... Because of the lack of results, we will not provide reconstruction funds."

The Duke of Foncker and Philip laugh angrily at His Majesty's words.

"Ahahah. I can keep my pride, but it won't be a seed of rice."

At first glance, there are too many rewards for the aristocrats who were unable to play.

But this is as poisonous as I can get.

Even if Axel and Michael stamped out the village, the land full of zombies would be in deficit.

By the time we get the help of the main house and manage to restore territory... the injustice of the superior aristocracy will be revealed and we will have fallen in unison.

The territory that was so revived will also be taken away.

"The nobility of the present is weak in power, and we cannot even start a rebellion unless we form a political party. It's time to aim."

Philip is right... many healthy boys who become soldiers have died in war or fled to other territories.

I can't even hire a mercenary because I don't have the money.

If they are dissatisfied, it is impossible to lurk in sight of His Majesty's men and gather and determine their strength.

"Jink may get into trouble if he attends a martial arts meeting. Not a nobleman of our country, your participation is optional....."

"If His Majesty will forgive me, I would like to join you. If I don't attend, I'll be jealous of Gilberto, Chris, Louis, and Roy."

"Is that all right, Lord Zink? You're going to stand on your arrows."

I know that, but...

"I am accustomed to being smoked and to wanting to die. It's not a huge burden to think about the possibility of a friend getting hurt."

If it's just a disgust... there's a danger of harm if I don't attend.

I don't know how the hunted ones work.

Then it would be safer for me to deal with it straight away. [M]

"Okay. At least the Kingdom of Qur 'ar is not going to hurt you. If you have one who points an unjust blade... don't hesitate to slay it."

That's why His Majesty made me a warrant for "rudeness.”

If you push hard with force, you can kill without permission... but thank you for your great effect on the aristocrats you love.

It says you can kill as many people as you want, so I'll use it in case you need me.