Legend

"This treat is delicious"

Mouth a cookie prepared as a tea contract as the elk speaks with admiration.

Exactly what should be called a castle inhabited by the Emperor of the Bestian Empire, such as the tea and cookies that were prepared, none of which were the same as those eaten throughout the city.

"Thank you. So, what about this one?

That's what I told him, the maid who was ordered to take care of a line of Duskers waiting in the room.

It is a pleasure for the maid that she does not make it, but still delights in the hospitality, and reassures her that the people in front of her are completely different from what she had heard in rumors.

Initially, the maid's contention to be put on a single line of duskers was extremely intense.

It's not that we want to go, of course, it's that we push others.

At any rate, the battle on the Seremouth Plains became too famous.

Besides, it didn't just become famous, as rumors spread, the content gradually grew louder, and eventually the giant manipulated a giant sickle more than his height with one hand, slaughtered and killed nearly 10 soldiers in one swing, chopped off their hands and feet to pick them up, and even created a tornado of flames to kill almost all of the Imperial Army.... because there were even rumors of that happening.

In the meantime, it was the maids in this room who were supposed to push each other in that role and eventually even screw up and join the Dusker line.

But the maid now exhales with relief inside.

(Oh, my God, it doesn't matter. Besides, I only look like a little, pretty kid for what they say is a deep red one)

A maid whining inside to see how Ray is carrying cookies into her mouth with Elk for the most part.

For losing the fear I had first felt, I now even had something like intimacy with the guests in front of me.

"Still, this room is pretty fancy, isn't it?"

Elk squeaks while eating cookies.

To such an elk, Ming and Rodos just nodded naturally.

"There's Dad and Ray, and most importantly, there's Dusker, so there's no way you can get through to a crude room."

The answer to that mouthful of misleading something can be said to be half off at half a hit.

It is true that a neighbor named Larks Border Uncle… or an important figure from a hostile country is coming, has prepared a luxurious room so that there is no inconvenience.

But that also includes the thought of keeping him out of contact with those with grudges in the spring war.

In a sense, they are quarantined. It was the current state of Dusker's line that I could describe that way.

Naturally, Dusker himself is aware of that, as are Ming, Lodos and the knights of the escort.

The only two people I haven't noticed are Elk and Ray, who are carrying cookies into their mouths for swallowing.

In these two cases I guess I am indifferent to the area because I am very capable of being an individual and therefore confident that I will survive no matter what.

Elk, who was inadvertently eating cookies, speaks to the maid as even the calm air flows that way.

"Hey, sister. When exactly does a martial arts tournament open?

"Is it a martial arts competition? Ten days from now."

"I see. Lodos, who's ready?

"Of course it's plentiful. Whatever you do, stay in the final tournament and beat Ray."

"... to me?

Ray, who was tasting cookies mixed with walnut-like nuts, is suddenly surprised to be given his own name.

But Rodos, who nodded naturally at it, chewed it up when he said that the cookie he had was Ray.

"That's right. Surely you don't think I can beat you in this state. But there's nothing absolute about it, and as the tournament progresses, so will I."

"... let me tell you something, I'm gonna grow up too so you can grow up through the game, right?

"That's... oh, I should have more money to stretch!

It was Rhodos screaming to tell himself, but Ray nods instead of saying something back to it.

Fact is, whether or not there's more to stretching than Ray, Rhodos is still developing today. Because it was certainly quite likely that he would have grown in strength if he had won the fight in that state.

"Then you can win if you bet against Master Rhodos."

That's what I told him, the maid who was listening to what the story was all about.

It was a casual word I told you, but I get a quick heartbeat for a second about whether Ray pointing my gaze at me was poking my intentions.

"Bet?"

A maid nodding as if to mislead her own heartbeat.

"Yes, bets are made every year at the Martial Arts Games. Bet on who's going to win in the qualifying Battle Royal and choose which one wins in each of the final tournaments...... and so on. That's one of the big reasons why fighting competitions are so exciting."

"... heh"

I heard good things, and Ray laughs all the time.

I'm not having trouble with the money, but it still seemed clear to me that I would enjoy it enough just because it's festive.

There is more resentment against the Bestian Empire. With that in mind, it's not bad to bet your own money on yourself to make money.

"Well, I'm not telling you not to bet, but keep it on track."

That's what Dusker tells me when he sees Ray's face and understands what he's largely thinking.

"Oh? Earlier... Ladies and gentlemen, aren't you sure you've come to watch the game?

A maid who was listening to people like Rodos, Ray, or Dusker asks unexpectedly, but it was a bitter laugh to be back.

"No, I did mean to do that at first. After hearing about the fight, Ray said he wanted to come out. So I'm going to get a recommendation when I meet with the Chancellor later.... Your daughter should bet on Ray if you want to bet, too? At least we'll be sure to make it to quite a few places in the final tournament."

The maid accidentally leaks a grin at Dusker's joke-stained words.

(But actually this kid... if Deep Red were to make an appearance, wouldn't the rate be pretty low?

Though I think so, the maid, who just can't put it in her mouth from a standpoint, smiles and deludes.

"Dear Dusker, I'm not going to lose that easily either."

Did you feel like you were being left behind, Rodos also daskers a strong gaze...... so yes, I tell that to Ray.

In the first place, it's what caused Rhodes to enter the fight. I can't right now, but I'll say so with my determination to definitely get past Ray during the fight.

"... come on"

Elk, half-intuitively perceiving what caused his son to strain that far, squeaks with a distant eye.

In fact, the problem is, I really don't think Rodos can win against Ray for losing.

But it was Elk's honest feeling that he should do all he could, more than be Rhodos' first love.

I guess that's the same for Ming.

I'm late, my beloved son's first love.

Whatever you think is different, I still think in my heart that I want you to do your best.

It's subtle if I can describe it as soothing that way...... but anyway, drinking tea and crushing time while eating tea treats, the sound of knocking on the door accidentally echoed into the room.

"Get in."

In Dusker's words, it was Ombrel, who came into the room as everyone on the spot had expected.

"Excuse me. Dear Dusker, the Chancellor is ready, and I will lead you to the meeting."

"Okay."

Finally.

Standing up with that in mind, Dusker takes Ray and the Elks out of the room... stopping once before and gazing at the maid.

"Ma'am, tea and sweets were delicious."

"No, I think you're very pleased with it."

Leave the room with a gentle thank you to the maid of profound salute to the other faces.

"Well, I'll show you. Not exactly a glimpse of His Majesty the Emperor..."

"Oh. I'm not going to impersonate you.... Ray, you know what I mean"

"Yes."

Around only paying attention to Ray among the current members, he was a good manifestation of Dusker's inner heart.

As an individual, Dasker, Ray's sloppy attitude is preferable.

The same is true of the fact that we are not very accustomed to conversations with the person on the horizon, but in this case we cannot imitate it in a more far-fetched way than we have come in a sense close to the representative of the Kingdom of Mireana.

Because if there were another war caused by Ray's words and actions, it would definitely be a hassle in many ways.

(Most importantly, I don't think I would make that choice because even as an empire I would be dedicated to restoring the power I lost in the spring war. Ning Ro, you should worry, after you've recovered your power.... I'm still at ease next spring, but it's subtle in summer or so. Autumn has to be smaller than not being able to pull people from the countryside even if they take military action in harvest time, and winter is out of the question. Then again next spring is the most likely one? Well, if this thing goes well, you don't have to worry about that either)

Follow Ombrel's guide and walk down the castle aisle as you quickly gather your thoughts behind your brain.

Exactly when it comes to meeting with the Prime Minister, the place really has to be a place of strict security. And if it becomes a tightly guarded place in the castle, it is naturally concentrated in the centre of the castle.

I mean...

"Hey, that... Could it be from the Kingdom of Mireana?

"Oh. There's an axe of thunder god, no doubt about it"

"With that said, we were talking about neutral representatives coming from the Kingdom of Mireana for this year's martial arts tournament..."

"Representative? Weren't you the central figure? No, well, I know it means something similar."

"Hey, wait a minute! Neutralists naturally have deep red, don't they?

"That's for sure.... but not as long as I try this. It's Larks from the beginning, isn't it? So, you're talking about the Thunder God axe and its party being stiffened up in the family, so it's the woman with the wand and that warrior? Or are you wearing a robe, little one?

"You're definitely a knight, even from your gear, going behind it. Hmm? So where's Deep Red?

"Hmm, because even a pretty big guy is talking about it. You're not in there, are you?

"What? I heard I'm a little guy, huh?

"Buh, hey, wait a minute. You slaughtered a lot of soldiers in the first place? There's no way you can do that with a small body. Or what? When I say small... are you going to tell me that the kid in that robe is deep red?

It was only natural that those in the castle would come into contact with a line of Duskers walking down the aisle.

I walk in the spotlight that way, but few of them could tell that Ray was deep red, as several of them had said.

... but there are not many of them.

"Heh... well, no... lying... right?

"Ah..."

Two women who went wrong with the Rays at a time like all I can say is bad luck.

He wears a robe and has a cane, and two of them look like wizards to see.

It didn't suit its appearance and was actually an armed wizard.

Not the most imperial soldier. I came to report a request to the noblemen in the castle.

Those two wizards...... and what happens if two people who have the ability to see the magic of others look at Ray.

The older wizard, with her blue hair cut short and aligned with her shoulders, takes a step, two steps and back without me knowing.

The younger wizard, who is knitting three green hairs, sits on the spot with her hips out.

All of a sudden the people around them look at the wizard with that attitude wondering... but there was not a single piece of room for the two of us to worry about our surrounding gaze.

If you looked closely, you would have noticed that the two wizards were trembling in small pieces.

But those around them never noticed that because they were more keen to see the rumored Dusker line than the behaving wizard.

That's how a line of duskers passes by their side, lurking like a herbivore being targeted by a carnivore, not to be found at all.

Fortunately, we both exhale in relief, especially when we find ourselves passing without attracting the attention of a single line of Dusker.

I'm not turning my gaze on the Duskers' backs. I had to decide that imitation like that might draw attention over there.

"Le, mr. Luriquette......"

The three-knit wizard manages to squeal just that.

The shortcut wizard who heard that also nodded with a pale face as he figured out what he was trying to say.

Such a complexion that we both think that if we do poorly, we will fall like this.

But if you can't fall here, I'll put some effort into your feet that are about to tremble.

"Such a monster... what a place you're in"

"Yes. Oh, I can't believe it's still working with all that magic and no problems at all......"

While each other cares about each other, the two female wizards leave the castle early.

Hurry back to the inn with your feet as they are, and whatever you take will not dare to leave the Imperial Capital.

I would have planned to compete in a martial arts tournament, but I made the choice to leave the Empire as soon as possible… I left the Bestian Empire and headed to another nearby country.

They were the two who took the form of an overreaction to Ray's magic, but given what happens in the Bestian Empire after this, I guess this was the most correct choice.