Legend

"I want you to wait here for a moment. You can use whatever's in the room, but please don't break it."

To Wydere's words, Ray looks around the room.

It's a simple hut that I don't think is in a mighty castle called the Bestian Empire.

(Is that what you call a log house?

The exterior created using Marutai is Ray's imaginary log house itself.

In the cabin, too, they are made just like Ray expected.

"Again, it's a building that doesn't look good in a castle for a long time."

"I guess so. In the first place, this is where His Royal Highness Frizione made me take my time when I was tired. It slows down the corner, so it doesn't really bother you that it's just as luxurious as a castle, does it?

"... I see"

There was a lot to think about, Ray, but it doesn't make sense to say that here and now. On the contrary, you make fun of Frizione, which could even be wicked with Wideret.

With that in mind, there was no way I could say anything far-fetched.

"As for food...... I want you to eat it until you bring me Master Frizione because there are fruits and nuts that have been well preserved and dried. Let me arrange for you to bring me a meal... well, in Lord Ray's case, there's an item box, so I might not have to bother eating that one."

"Really? As far as I'm concerned, I like nuts a lot. Anyway, I just have to keep you here till you get back, okay?

"Um, nice to meet you. I don't want you out of this cabin."

"Cabin...... hey"

While looking around, I nod with the meaning of acceptance.

"Okay. I'm a little tired, too. I want to slow down."

"Lord Ray gets tired? Also say a lot of interesting things"

"... let me tell you something, I'm not tired, am I? I'm so tired of looking like this."

Ray turns his gaze toward the couch in the room.

As I just said, Ray remembered a mild fatigue.

However, the cause of that fatigue is not physical. It's about the cabazide I ran into earlier.

A man with no taste. That was the impression Ray felt against Kabazid.

Are you discerning who Ray is or not?

(No, I think I'm probably spotting...)

Otherwise, I wouldn't bother to bring it up on the subject about Rhodos.

(But for that, he didn't give me a clue.... Why?

I doubt it, but no one answers it.

"Well, then, rest easy. I will now give His Highness Frizione the protégé from His Highness Merclio, and I must also make various reports. Probably will be here in the evening or so..."

I know, nodding Ray.

It's not just a parent book or a report of information that Widare found out at the rebel position. Because I understand that there are many other things to be informed.

In particular, I can understand that even Ray, who is not familiar with politics, will undoubtedly be able to rub it when it comes to the treatment of getting under him, which is also one of the conditions put out by Merclio with regard to the Frizione rendezvous.

Naturally Widare understands the area as well, so honestly as far as I'm concerned, I also want to be stuck here with Ray.

Most importantly, in his capacity as a servant of Frizione, he could not have imitated it, and he left the cabin in an adult manner.

"Well, let's just... slow down a bit"

Whimpering, I lay down on the couch trying to make it look like the gaze I'm being directed at.

Ray noticed this gaze before he went inside this cabin. It's been since I walked into this area.

Most importantly, it wasn't a hostile or murderous gaze in particular, so the person who probably prepared this cabin… I mean, he was generous without looking concerned about his gaze since he decided that he was the hand of Frizione.

The rebels... are in a castle in the imperial capital of the Bestian Empire, which is also regarded as the greatest power. I thought it would be as natural as surveillance...

(Changing your view would also serve as an escort, so unless you do something extra, it would be in our interest)

Indulge in the softness of the sofa while whining inside.

"Even so, that's amazing softness. My body is going to sink, or you're going to take my weight... is there anything the royal family just uses?"

Feels good enough to give yourself up on the couch and want to take a nap like this.

But there's no way we can imitate that more than this is in the middle of enemy land.

I put up with my eyes about to close and decided that if I lay on the couch like this, I would definitely fall asleep and rush off the couch.

Still, the drowsiness that struck me once couldn't have vanished so easily.

Furthermore, this cabin was used by Frizione when he wanted to take his time alone, and naturally it was built to be as relaxing as he could be.

I'm pretty sure you're naturally making your mood easier than being such a cabin.

Convinced that he will fall asleep as he is, he opens the cabin window to try to do something about the drowsiness that has struck him at all.

Then I came in with a cool, autumnal breeze.

Unlike the warm winds of spring, they narrow their eyes to the wind that takes away drowsiness rather than bring drowsiness, causing their gaze to circle around them.

Looking at the trees that are changing colors like autumn, I turn my gaze to my watch as the gardener who is present in them in such a way that they are disputed...

(No, isn't that a shake? Perhaps a gardener is real, too. like a gardener and watchman)

If you're a gardener, you're free to walk around the castle. It's not strange if you had a blade at the same time.

With such knowledge of candlestick, the word "garden number" comes to mind.

It was a memory to the extent that I saw it on a TV show or something, but perhaps something similar.

(I guess these guys are the main gaze from earlier)

Think gently of the gardener raising his hand as he bows his head toward himself.

Besides, I don't feel bad if you think it's in a form that's close to Ning Lo's own escort unless you imitate it in a far-fetched way, as I was thinking earlier.

Especially if Kabazid might have found out about himself.

"... but you have nothing to do"

There's no way we're gonna train anything here, and it's dangerous to sleep.

Maintaining weapons and protective equipment is not necessary more than wearing a death size or dragon robe.

"I don't care if you play, I'll be alone."

Ray thought it would be nice to have Seto at a time like this, but the kind of play Seto likes to play... he can't possibly throw a stick of wood far away and pick it up.

If I could, I would decide it was enough to eat something, and that reminds me that I hadn't had lunch.

"You did talk about eating what's in this cabin.... there must be more to it than a cabin used by the Empress, right?

Mumble to no one, look in the cabin just quickly.

Better yet, it's a one-room cabin. There's no such thing as a kitchen, and it doesn't take that much time to find a home.

Find dried fruit, or so-called dried fruit, from the box in the corner of the room.

But what surprised Ray more than when he found dried fruit would be the dried meat that was in there with him.

It's no strange story to have dried meat itself.

However, given that this is Frizione's hiding place, the dried meat that Ray is now holding is also meant for Frizione to eat.

"... the 1st Empress eats dried meat?

If you think calmly, it may not be surprising that you want to eat dried meat more than you are human.

I think so, but still, what a mismatch between the Empress and the dried meat.

"No, I'm Vihella's sister, and is it possible that she has a surprisingly common taste"

I have acted with Vihera and dined with her many times.

If you recall then that Vihela was eating the dried meat kind normally, you may not feel uncomfortable even if the 1st Empress liked dried meat.

While I think about deluding myself somewhere, I go back to the couch and use the knife that had dried meat in the box to cut it into bites and throw it into my mouth.

"... this is..."

That's all I could say in my mouth.

The best thing Ray thought he had ever eaten was the dried meat made from a long empty pavilion.

Dried meat created using magic items, made with plenty of pickled juice made with plenty of spices and countless fruits, and with high-ranking monster meats that go with dried meats.

Naturally it is a substitute for the price it deserves, but as a lay who is not in trouble with gold, he decided it was worth more than the price.

However... the dried meat that Ray now carries in his mouth is clearly above what is made of a long empty pavilion.

The flavours of various spices and fruits spread to the mouth along with the flavour of the meat, which has not yet killed the flavour of the intense meat. No, on the contrary, we even feel more delicious about each other in our mouths.

Dried meat… Yes, it should be just dried meat, but it was spreading in my mouth as if it were comparable to the main dishes of a fancy restaurant.

Keep trying to reach for dried fruit, but this one was superb again.

Sweet for sweet, but not the sweetness that lingers persistently in your mouth. When the intense sweetness spreads in the mouth, the sweetness turns into sweetness and sourness, and into slight acidity, in turn, in the next moment.

It's one fruit, but its taste changes with every bite.

This is also a delicious dried fruit that Ray has never had before.

"Whatever it looks like, is the flavor tasty by the time it's out of common sense? Just the royal food."

Mumble that far and place the dried meat you had on the table that was unfortunately placed near the couch......

"Hey, don't you think?

Speak toward the door of the cabin.

After a few seconds of silence, the door opens silently.

He was on the other side of the door, taller than Ray, a relatively long figure as a woman.

I have a dish hung with cloth in my hand.

"Apparently, assassins and all that. It's a bad way to get rid of signs."

"Really, you need to train....... say hello again. My name is Angela Luxinois and I am the head of the White Rose Knights. Lord Ray has taken care of a lot of people, including Widare... thank you."

"No, you don't have to worry about it. It's true that there was a lot of profit even over here. And thanks to Widare, I was able to come to the Empire City."

"Heh heh, you do seem to have the kind of personality I asked Widare. Even so, I am noble."

It was Angela, who, in words, told me she was noble, but the look on her face was like she was intrigued by Ray taking such an attitude toward herself as she had never seen before.

(According to Widare's report, His Highness Vihella has feelings for Lord Ray? I see, maybe it's because of this personality that His Royal Highness Vihella and his horse fit together)

Given Vihera's character, Angela gives a convincing look that it does seem to go well with Ray in front of her.

To Angela, who is nodding with a small grin, Ray opens her mouth as she tilts her neck, wondering what she is convinced of by herself.

"So, what did the leader of the White Rose Knights bother to do? No, as far as I'm concerned, I was bored by myself, so you're welcome. It's not like you're here to kill someone in your spare time, is it?

"Yeah. Because I'm just not that free. I brought Lord Ray's meal... apparently you did something yourself. … but I didn't want you to eat too much if you could, because that's Frizione's take."

"... was it precious after all? I can understand that, too, if it does taste so good.... and for that, it was left unconstitutional."

That's what Angela says as she turns her gaze toward the dried meat and dried fruit placed on the table, turning the grin that was on her mouth into a bitter laugh and entering the cabin.

"That won't help. This cabin was originally reserved for His Highness Frizione only.... if you can, please eat this one instead of that dried meat or something."

On a plate placed on a table, plenty of sandwiches.

Most importantly, there will be about three of them. The sandwich is only a snack sensation for Ray.

"His Royal Highness Frizione is currently considering the story he was told by Wideret. I'm sure we can be here by the end of the day..."

"It's gonna take a while, huh?"

Ray reaches for the sandwich as he looks at Angela nodding at his words.