Legend

A long empty pavilion. As the staff lowered their heads, Dusker headed to the carriage provided in front of the inn.

The award ceremony for the martial arts tournament ended a few days ago.

But there was naturally some white air just for the award ceremony where neither Noise, the winner, nor Ray, the semi-winner, came out.

Sometimes the winner, Noise, was a Rank S adventurer and even a friend of the Tragist, Emperor of the Bestia Empire, and his gaze at some of the people who were at the awards ceremony was directed at Daskar, who was supposed to be Ray's former employer, a natural and semi-winner.

Most importantly, Dasker himself didn't seem to care about it at all, and he was just glaring at Willow with the wind.

Even for those invited by the neighbouring countries, the award ceremony took the form of winnings and prizes for only two of the third and fourth places, respectively, in the absence of a person who could also be considered the lead actor.

When such awards ceremonies are successfully concluded, those coming from neighbouring countries begin their own actions.

Specifically, with regard to civil unrest.

I'm in Teito, which is also the heart of civil unrest around the corner, so I guess it's natural to think about gathering some information about this civil unrest.

Even if you are an emperor, a tragist, you don't say anything in particular just because there is nothing to be bothered by being seen.

Normally, guests from the surrounding countries… and civil unrest in the midst of the arrival of guests from the countries we lost in the war, from the surrounding countries that are essentially close to where we belong, from a special place called the Magic City. The situation is that my face as a country is still crumbling, but the tragist grinned as if to welcome it... with a fierce grin.

If civil unrest is going on, shouldn't we at least ask those who are from other countries to leave as soon as possible? It was the pache that advanced that way, but the moment I saw that laugh, I guess I decided that this was for nothing. All I could do was exhale a sigh close to giving up as it was.

If you try to be a tragist, the situation in the empire today is close to what you wanted.

If you decide that it is easy to grant the present empire and take any action, then it will stand with joy.

Pache, too, reluctantly but withdrew because he understood it.

In this way there were still many guests left in the Imperial capital to gather information, but in so doing, Dusker decided to take over the long-standing empty pavilion inn and return to the country.

To be honest, there was also a desire to gather information, because if it became widespread that Ray was in the rebels, which already meant he had nothing to do with himself, it would surely be a lot of trouble.

Furthermore, Rhodos, who was also brought as an escort, is in the 1st Prince sect.

If you do poorly, isn't this civil unrest being threaded behind by the Kingdom of Mireana? Because that's how they might have said it.

… but the point is half correct.

You are right to describe yourself as working with Merclio, the third prince who stood as a rebel, instead of pulling a thread behind him to create this battle.

All in all, he was about to leave the capital and return to the kingdom of Mireana because even as he remained in the capital, someone might come out to examine the information around Dusker in more detail.

The number of escorts was gone Ray and Seto, and Rhodos was gone again. As a result, the number of people in a row in Dusker was less... not translated.

"Larks, Uncle Borderline, can we really hire something like us? Even if it looks like this, Wind Dragon's Fang is an adventurer for the Bestian Empire.... Ouch, I'm an adventurer for the Bestian Empire."

The fact that I'm speechless means that the head hung down Mosto's wand.

To the pain, I was rushing to fix the language Luzi, but the elk watching it unwittingly laughs.

Because it was like I was looking at myself and Min all the time.

While thinking that way, Elk's gaze is directed towards Chirali and Minh, who is next to him.

Min with a serious look if usual. That remains the same now. However……

(The way you take care of the exterior, you're still good)

Try Elk, who has been a couple with Min for years, and it was obvious how his wife is now half-strengthened.

(As a result, we're leaving Rhodos in the Bestian Empire. That's what Rodos himself wanted, so I don't think he can help it... is he the guy around here who's the difference between a man and a woman parent?

I know I'm worried about my own kids, but I'm still worried too much. Is that what makes you think that, because you are still a man parent?

Thinking that way, Dusker opens his mouth with a grin toward Luzi.

"Surely in the Kingdom of Mireana and the Bestian Empire, there are some things we think of as different from each other. However, an adventurer is an organization that is originally separate from the country.... Well, I don't think I can help but have that thought because I'm the country I was born in. But look at Ray. You're an adventurer in the kingdom of Mireana, and you're running under me in the Bestian Empire?

"Uh... sure"

Unexpectedly convinced by the words out of Dusker's mouth, Luzi.

I've hardly ever seen an adventurer behaving freely like Ray.

I also felt like that was Ray's secret of strength.

"Besides, all I ask of you is to get out of the Bestian Empire, as I said before.... Well, if that's what you want, you can come to the Gilm in the Kingdom of Mireana."

If I tried to make it a dusker that invites me, I knew that the party in front of me called Wind Dragon Fang had also confirmed its strength at the fighting tournament and, above all, had no problems with its character through Ray or Rodos.

Strength, I would like to draw in as an adventurer working on Gilm's … periphery, if possible, than I know I have no personality problems.

What Dusker did well at this time was ask Luzi and the others to work only in the form of guilds, and didn't tell him to serve himself?

Only Dusker, who originally had territory on the border, has wide and deep connections with adventurers. So the high independence of the adventurers and their dislike of restraint... no, they understood the nature well.

However, adventurers are a thousand different, and only to the extent that they tend to be so.

He was also fortunate to have very similar behavioral principles for the faces of the wind dragon fangs, beginning with Luzi, to those of the adventurers acting in the guilds on the periphery.

Together, he asked for an escort in the form of a nomination request in the Adventurer's Guild because he wanted to pull through to the Guild if he could from the beginning. Thought you'd have a chance to move your mind by the time you get out of the Bestian Empire.

"Hmmm... even if they say so..."

"Nothing. I'm not telling you to decide right here. Right, I hope you decide by the time you get out of the Bestian Empire. Well, if you have to, you might want to spend a month or so in the Guild."

"... I'm still glad they're buying our arms that far. I'll talk to my buddies and make up my mind about it.... Ouch!

Educational instruction of Maust to be dropped on Luzi's head again.

Dusker nods, grinning at such an exchange.

"Make sure you do. The Bestian Empire will also have an area called the border, but the border of the Kingdom of Mireana is also a tough place to be. The more adventurers you have, the better, and if you brush your arms in a place like that, you might be as strong as Ray."

To that one word, Luzi's gaze only sharpens for a moment.

The words were also fascinating to Luzi, just because he experienced Ray's prowess in training more than once and saw him cross with the noise that overwhelmed him.

Luzi also knows that there is also an area in the Bestian Empire called the border, but there is also the idea that the border may not be the same in the Bestian and Mireana empires even if it is the border.

In fact, the name is the same as the border wind. But it would naturally vary greatly depending on the location, such as the monsters that live there, the plants that grow there, or the ore that exists.

No, on the contrary, some places, even around the Guild, can be very different a little further away.

(Then you can't deny the possibility that maybe there is something around the guild that can strengthen the power of the adventurer...)

Mosto whines inside as he was listening with Luzzi.

In fact, the periphery just shows that it's an undisclosed land, because whatever happens, it's not weird.

"... I'll think about it"

The look on Luzi's face, who answers so, is serious in itself.

Regardless of the non-standard existence of noise, maybe even reach where Ray is. That's what I thought.

The name of the Wind Dragon's Fang is quite well known in the region of the Bestian Empire.

It would also be obvious that all three of Wind Dragon's Fangs won to the main battle in the arena, that the name is not the only one famous but also comes with strength.

However... it is also true that because of their strength, they want to go further up.

We might be able to catch up with Ray, who exists in a place that we can never reach in Luzi today. It was only natural that I wanted to give myself up to such hope.

"Right. As I said earlier, let me get back to you when you leave the Bestian Empire."

When told so, Dusker tells him to ask for an escort and gets into the carriage.

Elk and Minn both followed, and only Luzi and Mosto remained on the spot.

To Luzi, who seemed to be thinking of something, Mosto sighed small and dropped his wand on his head, heading to the carriage assigned to him.

That's how the staff at the long-time pavilion dropped off the wagon leaving with their heads down.

"It's about the Crusaders and the Rebels, but they lost the Crusaders."

A few minutes after the carriage leaves, Veicul tells him so.

"... isn't it too soon? You did leave a few days ago, didn't you?

The reaction was delayed for a moment because I was thinking about Dusker's proposal.

But that's what I'll ask you right away.

When an army leaves, including a crusading army, it is normal for something like a ceremony to be grandiose, if it were meant to be.

Especially if nobles are to march out like this one.

However, such ceremonies only left nothing to be desired for this crusade.

Those who are familiar with the nobility's character tilted their necks unexpectedly, but if we try to schulus this case, the battle of the premise is originally to lose.

More than that, there was no reason to have a ceremony flashy.

"I guess that's either the other guy was strong or this one was weak"

When Maust groans, Veicul nods just like that.

"Looks like it was both. The Crusaders were surprisingly weak and the rebels were surprisingly strong. They're talking about whether or not you have an hour to fight. Anything. Princess Vihella's cooperating with the rebels, so I don't know. But I don't know."

"The Empress Vihera!?

The three fangs of the Wind Dragon were born of the Bestian Empire. Beyond that, naturally I have heard about the strength and freedom of Vihela.

"When the Princess Vihella is attached to the rebels... this civil unrest is going to extend even if you don't like it"

"But we don't have that much time left until winter, do we?

Even in this area, it naturally snows in the winter. It is also true that then it is not a place of civil unrest.

In the first place, it would be a pre-war problem because we can't move the army - even if we can, it's very tough.

Just because it's winter, of course, doesn't mean it will snow as soon as possible, and some winters, depending on the weather, don't snow at all.

But I can't think of any civil unrest in anticipation of that.

Then...

(The rebels were going to make a short showdown from the start? Or were you putting in the calculations that the battle would be extended until next spring? Sounds like both of them)

Turn your gaze out of the carriage as Maust whines inside.

What's spreading there is the autumnal blue sky. Favorable weather that makes you think it's just right to move outside rather than intense direct sunlight about summer.

"It's a beautiful day."

"Hmm? Oh, sort of....... so veicul. How was Ray at heart? You came out to fight?

Returning his words appropriately to Maust, Luzi asks Veicul as he is.

To think about the stories heard in the dining room before, Ray definitely has something to do with this civil unrest first. That's what I was asking...

"They didn't see Ray at all. Most of the time, the source is a soldier who has fled the battle in the first place, so I'm sure it wasn't the same time in the losing battle..."

With that being said, I was confident that Veicul had not participated in this battle with less.

In the first place, it is Ray who has a sickle larger than his height and is able to follow the griffon. Evil is too conspicuous. Its appearance will not be forgotten if you look at it for even a moment.

"When that happens... Well, I wonder what happened to Ray"

Only Luzi's whining echoed in the carriage headed to the border.