Legend

It was an old man in his 50s or so who finished vetting the guards and welcomed a line of Duskers inside the Imperial Capital.

The man who sees the carriage stop and approaches the carriage.

Straight to the carriage with Dusker without getting lost in the fact that there are three carriages would be just like the guide prepared by the Bestian Empire for Dusker.

More than anything else, Ray was surprised that the guide man showed no reaction whatsoever to Seto's appearance.

(You mean unique to veterans)

At the end of Ray's gaze, who was groaning with deep admiration inside, the guide man once again heads to the carriage in which Dusker was riding and gives a deep salute.

"Welcome to the Empire of the Bestian Empire, Larks Borderline Uncle. It gives me great pleasure to welcome the Larks Borderline Uncle, who is rumored to be one of the finest heroes in the Kingdom of Mireana. My name is Ombrel Marmit, and I have been instructed to lead the Larks Border Reverend. While Uncle Larks is only in the Empire City for a short time, thank you for your sincerity so that we can have a satisfactory time."

The carriage door was opened, as if to reply to the words.

The first ones to come out were Elk, Minn, and Rodos, from behind which Dusker shows up.

A man of guidance who is deeply gracious, nods his mouth small toward Ombrel.

"It's Dasker Larks, Larks Border Uncle of the Kingdom of Mireana. I'll take care of you. Thinking about our relationship with the Bestian Empire, there may be a lot of commotion, but I want to make it as convenient as possible at that time, so thank you."

"I understand. If there's anything I can do, I'll take care of it."

"Right. Well, let's get you to the inn. Get in the carriage."

"Okay."

Tell him so, Ombrel getting in the carriage.

Seeing what he did then, Ray remembers a small surprise.

Because I could definitely understand him as someone with some fighting power.

No, I guess he's the owner of some unfortunate skill because he surprised Ray that much with only a short move to get in the carriage.

(I'm dressed like a butler... but could the butler of the Bestian Empire serve as an escort? No, well, if you think you're always on the Lord's side, you don't know that either. When you see that you have a last name, do you come from nobility?... You wouldn't be a member of the Soul Relief Bell, would you?

Ray whines inside, but also decides that he won't have to worry about it because he's the one prepared by the upper management of the Bestian Empire.

Most of all, there are people on the side of the escort who are unfamiliar but highly combatant. With that in mind, I can't imitate being completely forgiving.

I guess that was the same for elk. He had a meaningful gaze toward Ray before boarding the carriage with Ombrel.

With his shoulders small against such an elk, Ray strokes his neck across Seto's back.

"Seto. There may be a lot going on in this imperial capital, but let's not get too violent"

"Grrrrrrrrrr......"

I rarely disagree with Ray's words usually, but this time it was different.

He rang his throat in disgust.

However, that dissatisfaction is not just for your own safety, but to show Ray your favorite partner.

Just so you know, Ray smiles small and strokes that neck again.

"'Cause it's okay. There's no way I'm gonna lose to the guys around here. And if anything happens to it, it could be a flaw on the part of the Bestian Empire."

"Gru."

Still, it was Seto, who was still ringing his throat worryingly, but when Ray sees the carriage with Dusker starting to move and he tells him that, reluctantly, he follows the carriage.

There was no one around because it was near a gate dedicated to nobility, but if we go a little further, it's just like a normal city... No, it's also busy with a lot of tourists before the martial arts competition.

There was no reason why such a spectacular tourist could not stop looking at a line of Duskers walking the boulevard in grandeur.

"Hey, that carriage. Which nobleman do you think he is?

"Hmm, that crest doesn't look a bit familiar. Probably not the Bestian Empire, but somewhere in the small neighborhood?

"No, no, hey, wait a minute. Look at that. Take that. There's a guy on the griffon. Wouldn't that make you a reputation soon enough?

"... hey, what's a griffon... maybe, deep red, don't you say?

"Deep Red?... Oh, of that war! But you're talking about a tough big guy with a deep red look, right? That griffon, it's not very big, but the big guy doesn't look like the wind, okay? Probably not."

"No, but... that's who's following Griffon. Is that right?

That kind of talk sounds like nothing when you hear it.

Ray, who overheard it, accidentally acted deaf while distorting his lips into the form of a bitter laugh, such as.

At first, there were no rumors at all that Ray was a big man, but I noticed that rumors were rapidly spreading for some reason after entering the Bestian Empire.

Dune, who was blocking the streets and taking money from passers-by, also assumed that deep red was for some reason a man with a big body.

Ray wonders about it, but not so many people know that they see and know with their own eyes the existence of deep red in the first place.

If we try to make it the Bestian Empire, devastated by Ray's magic, it becomes even more remarkable.

If they had joined the Royal Mireana Army, the same force as Ray, they would still have had a lot of opportunity to know who Ray was.

If they heard that they had mowed the lives of such people as soldiers and knights of the Bestian Imperial Army as waving giant sickles and dozens or hundreds of them, they would naturally assume that their physique was commensurately large because they naturally waving that much of a sickle.

What kind of noise would it be if they knew they were deep-red by attending a fight competition while clarity was being heard from all around them? While he thinks that way, Ray looks around.

Naturally, various people are turning their attention, but a line of daskers… I mean, I guess some understood it from the family crest attached to the carriage that it was a line of Larks Border Uncle. I realize that even though a few people come at me with hateful glances.

Keep going through the city with caution that such an opponent will not act strangely.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

In the meantime, a throat ringing ceto.

The boulevard naturally has many pedestrians, and there are many stalls aimed at those guest groups.

Beginning with the smell of skewering, there was a wide variety of smells around like freshly baked bread, intense soup, and fruity sweet aromas.

Even though he is a true setto to his appetite, it was only natural for the belly worm to claim itself if he smelled good enough to stimulate his appetite.

Seto in particular has many times a sharper sense of smell than a person, and that's why he's going to be attracted to the smell.

"Look, I can't do it now. We'll finish the procedure at the inn first."

He tells me so with a gentle tap on Seto's neck that he is about to unexpectedly go towards the stall, and he follows the carriage as he hears Seto return to me throbbing unfortunately with that shock.

"Ha ha, did Seto get hit by this smell too?

From the top of the horse walking next to Seto, the knight asks with a small grin.

"Oh, they do. It wouldn't be weird to be hungry if you smelled so good."

While returning words to the knight, Ray's gaze was directed towards a bakery that was smelling fragrant.

The way freshly baked bread is arranged in stores to see it, not just Ray, but also the legs of the passers-by around him.

The freshly baked bread cannot naturally be baked without a kiln, and since the kiln takes a place, it cannot be imitated as it is mounted on a stall.

Or you could take the means to build a kiln elsewhere and bring the baked bread there to the stall for sale, but when it comes to carrying the freshly baked bread, that would be another struggle.

In any case, the present imperial capital attracts a large number of tourists and merchants who are looking for it for the martial arts competition.

Some of the adventurers came to participate in martial arts competitions, and their population density had swelled to several times that of normal.

The boulevard also has more people walking around than usual, and it's definitely quite difficult to get freshly made bread out of that to the stalls.

"You do smell good....... hey. Hey, why don't you just buy me a little bit?

That's what I said, Ray... not the knight.

Except I was talking to Ray earlier, which is a different knight.

A caged word of emotion to the point where you can see your desire to eat bread lined up in stores from the bottom of your mind.

"Gru!"

And Seto naturally agrees with that, too.

But...

"Is there a good reason? In the first place, we're being seen from all around us right now. If you imitate too much embarrassment, you'll let Master Dusker scratch your shame!

A knight who scolds his colleagues with a low voice to such an extent that those around him don't hear what's going on.

Ray also whispers as he tells him, stroking Seto's neck, which could still turn his legs toward the bakery.

"See, Seto too. As soon as we get to the inn stables, we'll have something to eat."

"... grrrrrrrrrrrrr"

He turned his gaze alternately toward Ray and the bakery on his own back and eventually gave up, I guess. Too bad I'm throbbing and speeding up my legs.

I guess we'll at least get to the inn a little early and let them eat something.

Ray can only smile bitterly at how Seto looks like that.

Keep going down the boulevard and eventually arrive at this huge five-story inn very rare in the world called Elgin.

It would be a rare skyscraper in this world because it is a huge city called the Empire Capital of the Bestian Empire.

Naturally, the usage fee is enough for the same aristocrats to tread on both feet, and it is such an inn that only those who are highly regarded among the great merchants and aristocrats can stay.

Normally, it seemed like a two-legged inn to stay even as a Dusker, a borderline uncle.

If Dusker himself preferred to stay in this kind of luxury inn than just live on the edge, the answer would be no.

But this time it's more than an invitation from the Bestian Empire. You can't turn down the inn that you prepared for me over there.

If you were to say no, you would need a reason as big as something, but such a reason could not exist.

"... that's a great place to stay in many ways"

Ray groans and turns his gaze toward the sign at the entrance to the inn.

There's a sign there that says a long empty pavilion, and I guess that's the name of the inn.

"A long empty pavilion? I just wanted to say it's a very big name, but I can't help but be convinced of this building."

"I guess. Let's go more than that."

A knight nods at Ray's words and prompts him ahead.

Diving straight through the gate, I guess they had already contacted me, with more than 50 employees each waiting in line in front of the inn.

It was obvious that it was the welcome of Dusker, but not all guests were treated like this.

I guess that's how the attitude shows that the Bestian Empire recognizes that Dusker is an important figure.

(Or is it possible that I'm trying to get you to be alarmed by making that decision...)

Ray whines in the heart, but Dasker decides that he understands the extent of it, and turns his gaze to Ombrel, who gets out of the carriage and thinks he's in charge of the inn and has a conversation with the other person.

The conversation ends after a few minutes of whether the conversation has already gone through or not, and several figures from the innkeeper approach the Rays… more precisely the Knights and Rays.

I guess it's the representative in it, a man in his 40s advances one step forward and opens his mouth.

"Nice to meet you, Larks Borderline Uncle and everyone. My name is Dantasto and I am in charge of this long empty pavilion stables. Quick, but I'll show you to the stables, so follow me."

"Oh, this way is fine, you guys go to the stables."

That's what I told you, Dusker, getting out of the carriage and talking to the innkeeper with Ombrel.

Exactly no reason to defy your employer, and Ray and the knights head straight for the stables.

For a moment Ray wondered what the carriage would do, but when he saw the innkeeper unloading his stuff from the carriage, he nodded that he would move it towards the stables later.

(Well, for now, we finally arrived in the Empire City... but I wonder what kind of commotion will happen next)

He thought about the numerous disturbances that would occur in the Imperial capital, where he would live for a while, and whine inside.