Legend

"... that's Teito Castle"

Ray was the one who whined.

I was also surprised when I came to the Imperial Capital, but I was surprised when I hung a circle on it.

When I saw the streets of the Empire, I was surprised by its vastness and the number of people.

But not now. The elegant appearance of the castle surprises Ray.

Next to such a ray, Dusker and Elk are also raising their admiration, and there is such a voice in the carriage.

Yes, Ray, who usually travels on Ceto, but this time in relation to heading to the castle, Ceto had left a message at the stables of a long empty pavilion.

Even for Ray, I could have expected a lot of commotion if I took Seto, a griffon, to a place called the castle, so I snorted lightly at Dusker's words.

Seto himself seemed to want to go with Ray, but he has been with Ray all along on his journey here for a while, accepting that he seemed somewhat dissatisfied but would eventually remain in the stables.

For that reason, the journey to the castle was in the form of a carriage with one escort and two knights.

"Well, it's time to get to the castle, but don't make a scene. Ray in particular. Even if the aim is indeed to attract the attention of the upper echelons of the Bestian Empire, it can be counterproductive if you overdo it. As for the Kingdom of Mireana, I'd like you to spare me the imitation of another war next spring."

Distracted from the elegant castle, Dusker tells Ray.

Even Ray didn't intend to cause disturbances from himself in a place called a castle, so he snorts rather than leaking any particular dissatisfaction.

"Yes, I'll be as careful as I can.... just"

So I guess I keep saying the word because I still have a sense that I am hated by the people of this country.

Dusker, who understands it, also nods without letting Ray say it to the end.

"Oh. If you feel yourself in danger, deal with it accordingly. I don't mind one or two of my hands and feet. But don't ever kill me. of other countries in the castle… If the nobility of our country were to be murdered by adventurers who are not even nobles, we would not be able to fall back heavily on the issue of Fujiko even as the Bestian Empire"

"Okay, I'll be careful."

The carriage progresses even as it snorts like that, eventually being guided into the castle.

Then when I left the carriage with the castle man, it was an old man in his 50s who came all the way fast.

He's an ombrel who serves as a guide to a line of Duskers.

"Uncle Larks, I'm sorry, but the Chancellor can't get his hands off me right now, so he wants me to wait..."

"I don't mind. This is the one who pushed him so suddenly."

To Dusker's words, Ombrel gives a slight relief look.

"Thank you. Now let me show you quickly."

An ombrel exhaled in relief takes Dusker, Elk, Minn, Rodos, Ray and two knights as they go along to travel through the castle.

I guess it was the imperial side's consideration that I barely saw the nobility along the way.

Sometimes the real deal is that I don't want Ray to be pissed off and let off a tornado of flames in the castle.

(I guess that's all the spring war cooled the liver of the guys in the Bestian Empire)

Behind Dusker, who thinks so in his heart, Ray, who entered the castle for the first time, looked intrigued at what was going on around him.

There are carpets that seem expensive to see, and the corridor walls are decorated with paintings, or objects such as flowered vases, knight armor, etc.

It was Ray looking around, but eventually Rodos pulls the hem of the dragon robe and opens his mouth.

"Hey, don't imitate too much. If you do that, you'll be seen lightly even by Master Dusker, who has you."

"... you're used to it."

Unlike myself, Ray is small and surprised by the usual rhodos when he says he has come to the castle, which is also central in the true sense of the Bestian Empire.

But towards such a ray, Rhodos sighs small with his shoulders clasped.

"That's right. I've never been to a castle in the Bestian Empire before, but I've been to a castle in the capital of the king of the kingdom of Mireana several times."

I'm surprised at the word for a moment, but soon Ray will be convinced.

"What is it, an elk extra?"

"That's what it looks like. Still, besides my father, it's true that I've been to the castle before."

It was Ray's word with some provocative meaning, but Rodos shrugged his shoulders and flushed.

Ray tried to say something to Rhodos like that again, then.

"Hmm?"

Second, we noticed a group coming this way from the direction we were going.

Looking that way, a man in his 50s is walking in the lead, and about 10 people are walking behind him.

If the nobles are bringing in ministers, it would be a natural sight. But coming towards the Rays, I could see from the outfit that they were all aristocrats.

No, that would certainly have ended with the feeling that it was rare. But Ray's attention was drawn because most of the group had been turning a caged gaze of hatred against themselves.

(What? A bunch of guys with a grudge against me... even came to see it on their face, huh?

Though I think inside, my body is out of strength, and I prepare to react immediately even if the nobles who are coming this way try to take any action.

Most of the time, I noticed Elk, Minn, and Dusker.

The distance gradually shrinks as it is...... eventually if you reach for it, you get close to the distance it reaches, but in the end nothing happens. The aristocratic group and the Dusker line are different.

Of course, there was no distraction from the strong gaze of hatred that came toward Ray, but nevertheless a group of aristocrats left the Dusker line without coming up with anything in particular, or uttering words.

"There was nothing."

Everyone but Ombrel nods at the words of Potty and Mumbled Elk.

The only exception was the ombrel, which seemed sorry to go to Dusker... more precisely bowing his head toward Ray.

"I'm sorry, the... I really..."

"No, I know. I came to the Bestian Empire knowing that. I hope you don't mind too much."

"Thank you"

To Ray's words, Ombrel resumes his guidance with a delightful little grin.

……

Rhodos, who for some reason turns his gaze on Ray's attitude.

"What?"

To Ray, who asks surprisingly, Rhodos opens his mouth with a surprised look on his face just saying it was a heartfelt surprise.

"No. I knew it was about you, so I just thought I was gonna sell those nobles a fight."

"It's you... what the hell do you think I am? Do I look like I'm gonna imitate selling fights regardless of location?

……

Lodos gently turns a blind eye while silent.

If you look at the trick, it was obvious what Rodos had feelings for Ray.

I guess Ray figured that out, too. Zito, open your mouth as you turn your eyes.

"All right, it's me without that idea. There's nothing wrong with making your morning training a little more rigorous."

"Hey, wait a minute!

He screams in unintentional ways, but Ray even laughs and flaunts his shoulders.

"Whatever, I think I'm going to act inconsiderate. You can't help training without thinking the same way, can you?

"No, no, no. That's not what I'm talking about."

Recruiting Rhodos.

Even now, it's quite rigorous training. What happens if it becomes more rigorous training in this state?

If you do poorly, won't your body reach its limits before the fight?

Ignoring such thoughts with all his might with the cold feeling of running on his spine, Rhodos deliberately voices energetic.

"Dear Dusker, let's get to the waiting room quickly. I'm a little thirsty, so I'd like something to drink."

"No, isn't that because you got nervous about Ray's words?

He was a dusker who shrugged like a jerk, but he does turn his gaze to Ombrel by deciding that staying here is only a waste of time.

I guess that's all it conveyed my intentions. Ombrel, who looked interesting at a series of exchanges, immediately resumed his guidance.

I guess I walked straight for a while and eventually arrived in the room of interest. Ombrel gives a deep salute in front of the door.

"Dear Dusker, you too. Please wait a little longer in this room. Because I'm supposed to contact you as soon as I'm ready. There are maids in the room, please tell me if you need anything. … and thank you very much for your patience."

Once again, Dusker shook his neck beside the nobles ahead, Count Schvindell and the ombrel apologizing for his line of attitude.

"We were at war with each other. Naturally you have something to think about. I don't really care, and I don't have the delicate nerves to care for Ray. Besides, it's not your fault in the first place, so you don't have to apologize."

"... thank you"

Ray was about to pinch words into Dusker's words by accident, but that's no reason to look at Ombrel's attitude. He sighs small and swallows dissatisfaction.

A line of Duskers that left the ombrel on the spot quickly entered the room.

"He's... deep red, huh?"

Count Schvindell whines as he walks down the aisle a short distance from those Rays.

But it's anger that lives in that tone... of course, but the confusion is also dark.

Hate that killed my own daughter's fiancée.

I wonder what you look like just to someone like that, a pretty small, neat but somewhat more like a woman face to describe.

Not very much, but it didn't seem to me like someone with the same powers I was listening to.

I thought so for a moment. I was Earl Schvindell, but I immediately shook my head to the side.

As if to shake off a stupid idea past the back of your brain.

(Because of him, Weir... that girl got locked up in a little room of grief. Yes, because of him!

When I remember my beloved daughter crying out, once again anger springs up in Count Schvindell's chest.

I guess that was the same for the nobles around us.

I didn't think Ray would have the kind of mighty fighting power so rumored by his appearance, but he still said it was true that Ray killed family, friends, and lovers.

But unlike those who thought of it that way, some thought that if they were better because of their appearance, they might be able to gain that power.

"But... honestly, it's extremely dangerous, such as a child like that having powerful powers. I wonder if it would be beneficial for such a bearer of power to manage it in our empire. If I can, this time while I'm inside the Bestian Empire, if I can somehow pull in here..."

"Don't be ridiculous! You mean draw in a monster called Deep Red or something!? That's when the Empire will be cut off from the inside!

"Ranri! Sure, he looks harmless. But remember what he did!

"But if we are pointlessly hostile... isn't that what makes this one more damaging?

"You were cowardly!

Count Schvindell opens his mouth as he says and argues like that.

"Quiet, and give me the place. This is the castle. What are you going to do if the others ask you?"

I'm never shouting or yelling.

But those who hear the voice of the Earl of Schvindell are silenced without any more words.

Seeing only this, he was realistically manifesting in this nobility how much the Earl of Schvindell had a presence and, above all, the difference in character as nobility with those who could be called elephants.

"We can't let other nobles know that we have feelings for Deep Red and Uncle Larks. That way, they might know we're after both of them.... Look, be cautious of being paranoid."

……

There were some who disagreed with the words of Count Schvindell.

But you can't put it in your mouth, you just have to keep your mouth shut.

There's so much I think about Ray at the moment, and that's all because we have other people on this scene, too.

Because if you told me to do it myself, I had to assure you I would never be able to do it.

"... let's go. Anyway, our face of vengeance could be confirmed with those eyes. Then the next thing you need to do is gather some information about them. Given the reputation of the soul-quenching bell, it would be unlikely to fail, but you should be ready in case."

Yes, if you have to, even use your own Knights to raid them.

Such inner thoughts were not to be exposed, just to consolidate determination. Earl Schvindell went down the aisle.