Legend

Anesis, a giant city a day away from the king capital of the kingdom of Mireana.

Its size was no less pale than that of Carfili, the capital of the Kingdom, and it was widely known as the second city of the Kingdom of Mireana.

And a huge mansion at the back of that city. It is the mansion of the Duke of Kelevel, the central figure of the aristocracy, who is also one of the factions of the Kingdom of Mireana, which is convincing even when it comes to the palace.

The vast grounds were well maintained and, even within sight of the outside, had become one of the famous attractions of this Anesis.

Large birds with as many as four wings jump into the sky towards the mansion at the deepest end of the property and land safely on scaffolds where people like monsters and birds carrying letters grab them.

And as soon as the bird stepped down to the scaffold, the noise sounded into the room where the mansion's maids and butlers were holding off. Stop trees are a kind of magic item.

One of the butlers who heard the sound stopped and came to the tree and took the letter out of the small bag attached to the bird's foot... and when he noticed that the sender's name was Elaine Kelevel, he hurried back inside the mansion and headed to his husband's office.

Walk early enough to reach the front of the office in a few minutes, take a deep breath once and get your breath ready before knocking on the door.

"Excuse me, sir, the lady just sent me an urgent letter."

"Um, I don't mind. Get in."

Deacon going inside, with permission from inside the door.

Inside the office was a luxurious room with a few pieces of white gold coins or furniture worth about a few pieces of light gold coins.

But it's not a common golden hobby, it's a good substitute for sofas, desks, chairs, bookshelves, tables, etc. that create a calm atmosphere. It is also a substitute painted by a renowned painter with regard to a painting hung on a wall, and the price of that painting alone makes it worth a few decades of being able to play and live.

And a guy in his 50s who was sitting at a desk in the back of the room reading paperwork. It is that person, the Duke of Liberté Kelevel, who can be called the Second King, who also has the greatest power in this kingdom of Mireana.

As far as appearance is concerned, it is skinny, but it never looks weak. No, on the contrary, something called the late majesty, which has reigned as a duke, is seeping out of its body. The mouth has a rich mustache, the eyes tend to follow those of Elaine, her daughter, and the strength of her gaze makes her feel the strength of the will of the Duke of Kelevel.

"Excuse me. This is a letter from your daughter."

Deacon graces and places a letter on the butler's desk.

"Then excuse me, sir"

"Thanks for your hard work"

Speaking to the back of the butler leaving the room, he takes the letter sent to him by his daughter after finishing reading through his eyes into the paperwork he reads for about a few minutes.

"Opening"

Open a letter that is enchanted so that it can only be opened by a person with certain magic powers, and quickly look at its contents… reread it about a few times.

"... Viscount Sails turns over, or"

As an aristocrat, I have done this for many years, slightly frowning at the betrayal of an ally I have yet to count on.

And he snorts uncomfortably at the content of Custe's death.

I breathed a small sigh of sigh into the result, which was neither a success nor a failure in the ritual of inheritance that had been written at the end, and within minutes I heard the knocking of the door when I rang the bell that had been placed beside the desk.

"Get in."

"Excuse me, Duke. Would you like to call me?"

It was Filma Dezier, who came in as the Knights Commander of the Knights of the Duke of Kelevel and the second son of the Marquis Dezier family.

I am in my late 30s and as a knight I am about to lose my strength, but I have a flesh that has been built up enough not to make me feel that way. He has the skill of that soldier, the breadth of field of view that looks at the whole war situation, and above all the courage to raise the morale of the Knights irrevocably by always standing ahead.

It is rhetorical that both the Cavaliers and the Cavaliers would be ahead of each other, but they have the force to make it possible. He is also known as the patron saint of the Duke of Kelp.

To such an arguably right-handed being, the Duke of Kelp hands a letter sent to him by his daughter unconstitutionally.

"Then let me take a look"

Turn down so to your own master and quickly look through to the letter you have been given.

I sighed heavily without taking a minute to read everything.

"Viscount Sails has betrayed you, is it?"

"Hmm. At least if you moved to Kings and Neutralists, it was only an event within the Kingdom of Mireana, and there was no problem."

That's just unacceptable for the Bestian Empire.

"That's right.... Filma, can we discuss this before Viscount Sails leads the Knights into exile to the Bestian Empire?

I was worried about the question for a few seconds. I shook my head to the left and right.

"I thought it might be difficult. From here to Viscount Sails territory, horseback riding takes two days, no matter how hasty. And if Viscount Sails meant betraying the kingdom of Mireana, he would have prepared for the worst. I was wondering if it would then be near the border of the Quite Bestian Empire even if we could catch up. Then there will be little or no time available to fight, even very briefly. And I was wondering if we could get a pick-up unit from the side of the Bestian Empire."

"... I see"

I nodded at the words of the film and thought for a few seconds as I slapped the clerk with my index finger... pointing that sharp gaze at the film.

"Filma Dezier, form a Pursuit Squad with the Dragon Knights to consider Viscount Sails"

"... because you don't mind? I'm sure the Dragon Knight can earn more distance than the Horse Riders, but like I just said, there's also the possibility of troops coming out of the Bestian Empire."

"I don't mind. than I was aiming for this opportunity. I would probably have brought up quite a bit of this information as well. It's awkward to give it to an enemy country that misses it."

"That could damage the Dragon Knights too..."

"... stop it, I guess. Those who are here for times like this."

Dragon Knight. It is a knight who literally rides a flying dragon, and because it has the ability to fly in the sky and other means of attack such as the brace attack of a flying dragon, it is very combative. But for that matter, the Dragon Knight has to raise the eggs of the flying dragon from the time of hatching them, and the cost of nurturing them is very high. That is to the extent that only about 20 horsemen exist even in the Knights held by the Duke of Kelp, known as the second king of the Kingdom of Mireana.

"And tell them to be careful with the Warcraft Soldiers."

"Got it. Then I'll get ready to go."

When he drops off the rear of the film leaving the office in a gratuitous manner, the Duke of Keller takes one piece of paper by pulling aside a letter sent to him by his daughter.

It is true that what was written in the letter sent to me by my daughter was very important, but as the Duke of Kelp, who has a vast territory, there are many other important duties besides that. First, I reach out to Penn to write a letter informing the Marquis of Custe, the Marquis of Brassin, who was the captain of the Knights of Elaine's escort, of his death.

"Huh, you idiots"

The last time I whined that short was also the last word I should say for Viscount Sails.

"Well, nice to meet you"

Elaine speaks to the man sitting in the carriage seat.

It was Ver who was supposed to be sitting there, but that Ver betrayed and doesn't already exist within the party. There were other people in Custe who could handle the carriage, but this one is already dead. Ray and Ara basically can't handle a carriage, and that's why we can't let Elaine imitate you. The result was to hire an adventurer who could help you in the Alliance. As a request, it is a contract to first take you to the city of Gilm and then to the Duke of Kelp.

"Ha... yes!

Ray enters the carriage with a grin in his face as if he had been barely pressured by Elaine's beauty.

Ara had already prepared tea in the carriage and had placed a cup on the table.

It would be an indication of Ara's forgiveness for Ray that there is already some Ray's share in the three before that number of cups was told by Elaine.

Or maybe it's because of the fact that they gave me the power ax that's in the carriage.

Sitting back on the couch thinking that way, Elaine comes in a little late. And then I sit back next to it with a pranky smile against Ray.

"Ray. Your adventurer seemed terrified of Seto, but was it good?

"Fine or nothing, Seto himself does nothing. You'll probably get used to it on the road to the city of Gilm. Elaine and the others would have, wouldn't they?

"In my case, there were other people..."

Chirali and I looked around, probably because the Custe and Ver things that existed when we headed to the dungeon were past our heads.

Ara, who sensed it, accidentally glances at the window.

"Look, Master Elaine. I thought about it before I got in the carriage, but it's a beautiful day. Is this the kind of autumn sunshine?"

"... hey, right. The fall harvest festival is just around the corner. It'll be winter as soon as it's over."

I snort with a grin on a topic that Ara changed so quickly.

(Yes, the season is already autumn. And if autumn passes, it will be winter. Exactly. Say the Bestian Empire. They won't imitate moving armies in the winter. Then it's probably spring when the end of the war opens, huh? The power of this newly acquired enchanted dragon by then, I will make sure it can be used. Ver, I won't forgive you if I see you on the battlefield. Custe's vengeance will be firmly debated)

Ray carries tea into his mouth, even as he notices Elaine's sharpening gaze.

"Elaine, can you just keep going back to the city of Gilm and show your face to Uncle Larks Borderline and the request is over?

"... Huh? Oh, oh, well. Ray was just a temporary party during this request. Because I was completely familiar with it..."

I just opened my eyes lightly when I heard an unexpected story, and then I nodded.

"Right. Probably will."

"Right. That sounded like a long, short request.... No, should I say it seems short and long"

Elaine, staring still at Ray, who is giving thought to previous events, eventually opens her mouth as she had decided to.

"Ray, why don't you come with us like this, if you don't mind?

"... does that mean a new request? Or."

"Oh. He says why don't you quit the Adventurers and join our Knights"

Hearing Elaine's words, Arla nodded with a smile as she sipped tea next to her.

"That's good. With as much strength as Lord Ray, you'll be able to come up there soon."

Even as Ara's smile was turned around like that, Ray shook his neck sideways, thinking only for a few seconds.

I'm sorry, but as you know, I'm not polite or anything.

"If you study that..."

"I know what Ara's trying to say, but it's basically not compatible with nobility in the first place. Elaine and Ara are the exceptions, but just remind me of my relationship with Custe. Maybe that's normal."

Custe looked down blatantly as he disgusted Ray and said he didn't even like breathing the same air, and Ray didn't even see Custe as the equivalent of an unassuming idiot nobleman whose only pride was enlarged.

Even though we said that our mutual consciousness had improved somewhat at at the end of the battle with Ver, Elaine and Arla weren't watching it.

You remembered that, Elaine, sighing unexpectedly.

"... well. Unfortunately, I'm not going to decide Ray's future on my own."

That being said, you still didn't think they'd say no. Alas, Elaine sighs.

Watching how it went, Ray only brought tea to his mouth saying he couldn't live up to Elaine's request.

(My aim in the first place is the growth of Seto by Warcraft. If you belong to the Knights, collecting monster demon stones will be harder than it is now.)

Behind Ray's brain, whining inside, Grimm's unleashed words were strongly impressive.

That is, a warcraft with the strength to overwhelm an army of one country by itself.

Less is not a dream story. Because Zeppael, who entrusted herself with the art of warcraft, had reached the realm.

Since I heard that story, there has been a stronger desire in Ray than ever before. I wonder how strong I and Seto can be.

(If you believe in Zeppyre's story, the magic in me must be extremely powerful. In other words, Seto, created by his magic, is also higher than the monster created by Zeppael's Warcraft, which overwhelmed the army of one country by itself if only by his potential. Absorb more demon stones and at the same time gain more combat experience. I have to be able to use the magic of sleeping on myself again as well)

Turn your gaze toward Chirali and Elaine.

(Yes, to keep my dear friends from going into crisis again)

Thus, while the carriage sank somewhat, it proceeded straight towards the city of Gilm.