Legend

The room was quite large, given its size and twenty tatami tatami and the feeling of Ray.

But if you think of it as a room where the emperors of the Bestian Empire and their children are gathered, you should describe it as Ning Ro Narrow.

Inside that room were the Bestian Emperor Tragist, 2nd Prince Schuls, 1st Princess Frizione and 3rd Prince Merclio.

And does that also mean each guard or deputy, Amare on the side of Schulz, Angela on the side of Frizione, and Theorem on the side of Merclio?

Behind the emperor are also the figures of those wearing luxurious armor to see.

(Think of it that way, Vihera doesn't need a deputy or an escort... no, Vihera doesn't need an escort or something in the first place)

Because you have the strength to just defeat an aliased Rank A adventurer, the kind of escort that would be around for such a Vihera would only be in the way.

For something to happen, an escort that can only be a foothold cannot be called an escort.

(If that's what you mean, maybe I'm expected to play the role of escort?

I thought so, Ray, but most of the people on this scene have no weapons in their hands when they used escorts in the first place.

The only exception is the ten or so knights holding back behind the tragists?

I'm guessing those knights, who seem to have more arm standing strength than that from Ray, are Kingsguard knights to keep the Emperor safe.

That, too, definitely has the right place among the Kingsguard knights, beyond wearing gear that you can clearly tell from Ray is superior.

(He's an emperor's escort, so is that natural?... I don't think he was there during the fight)

Ray remembers the time of the martial arts tournament, but was immediately convinced.

There was noise right next to the emperor.

Even though the noise occupies the status of an emperor's friend was on his side, there couldn't be a fondness for giving the emperor a strange little.

(If that's what you mean, I'm treated like I beat the noise, am I subject to vigilance?... I see, if you think you feel a strangely strong gaze, that's why. In my case, even if the weapon is taken away, I have the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor and I have a wife.)

Of course being an adventurer from the Kingdom of Mireana would also be a reason to be alarmed.

With that in mind, Ray turns his gaze to the royal family sitting on the couch in the center of the room with Vihera.

In doing so, mundane questions arose in Ray.

"Vihera, is there no such thing as you or Frizione's mother?

When asked in a low voice, Vihera shook her head vertically.

"Me and Merclio's mother are already dead, but my older brother Schulz is still alive. However, in the Bestian Empire, there is basically no political power over the Queen. At least that's what it looks like. This is because I'm pretending to show my family my face, but it's actually a political story."

"... Again, that's odd. Isn't it normal that a queen or a house with a side room has a lot of power?

"Do you think that father would let you imitate that?

In one word, Ray convinces me of everything.

A person named Tragist has an intense presence.

That was immediately apparent from the speech I heard during the martial arts competition.

If such a person were to allow the queen to do as she pleases, it would not be possible.

"What's the matter, come here. I called you because I wanted to talk to you in person."

A tragist sitting on a sofa for one speaks that way to Ray and Vihera.

If the emperor urges you, even Ray and Vihera can't ignore it, but head to the center of the room.

Ray was heartily impressed when he felt the Kingsguard knights turn their gaze not to miss Ray's one-by-one throw.

Most of all, Ray is also uneven around the fact that the sentiment was not an attitude toward himself, but rather an sentiment toward things that didn't look particularly surprising when he saw Vihera's outfit.

Ray and Vihera give a deep thank you when they travel to the center of the room.

"Long time no see, Father. I didn't think you'd call me for running out of the country..."

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty. My name is Ray, a rank B adventurer belonging to the Kingdom of Mireana."

For faces like Merclio, Schulus and Kabazid, Vihera's... I was dealing with them in the position of brothers and sisters of friends, but they just couldn't imitate that when dealing with the Transisto, the Emperor of the Bestian Empire.

It is true, of course, that if we were to adopt such an attitude here, it would have been an international problem if we had been bad.

"Mm-hmm. Vihera seems fine, too. Above all. But isn't that outfit all kinds of eye poison for a man?

Frizione's eyes narrow to the words that came out of the mouth of the tragist.

What is that outfit to show up in a place like this? Yes, I was reprimanding Vihera with my gaze.

"Hehe. If I did remain the 2nd Empress, I might even have worn it in my dress... but I'm not the royal family right now, I'm just an adventurer. So I let you come in this outfit to show me that."

Shurus opens his mouth to say something to the words that came out of Vihella's mouth… but before that, the laughter of the tragist echoes into the room.

"Ha-ha-ha! Right, right. If you recognize yourself as an adventurer, that's fine. Honestly, I was hoping for you. Was Vihera a vessel that exceeded the rest of your expectations? No, pleasant."

With a laugh, the tragist takes a glass of wine from the top of the table placed in front of the couch.

Drink it up in one breath and pour it out with your own hands.

The next person who turned his gaze was Ray.

"You've never seen your Lord so close."

"Yes, I'm sorry about the award ceremony"

"Never mind. There was no noise anyway. Thanks to the fact that you didn't answer, Ning Lo, it was a delightful event as an award ceremony in which both winners and semi-finalists would not participate. And... you were already busy then, weren't you?

"... I wonder what you mean"

While I understand that my actions are completely discerned, I honestly can't admit it, and fall in love.

Seeing Ray like that, there's a fierce grin on the face of the tragist.

That was the only change in expression, but the atmosphere emanating from the tragists definitely changed now.

It releases mental pressure toward Ray, but to such an extent that it can also be perceived as a physical pressure.

(I see. This is... the emperor, the tragist)

What I get from the tragist is the same feeling I felt during the fighting tournament.... No, it's probably because they're closing in and the tragist's gaze is directed at Ray alone. Its presence was even greater than when it was seen at the martial arts competition.

It will never be Ray's fault that I saw the person in front of me and felt a clearer impression of the lion I associate with that time.

"Father. Would you not provoke Ray too much? You do understand how strong this looks, don't you? Anyway, it's about your father, so he must have been gathering information about us during the civil unrest."

Vihera's voice echoes as she breaks the tense air that spreads through the room.

With such a vihella voice, Schuls gives a surprised look that he can't believe it, and Frizione exhales such a sigh that you can't help it, and Merclio smiles with his sister just like that.

It was triplets, but thanks to it, the air in the room turns into soothing.

"I see. He's definitely a corner figure.... That was a deep red ray. What do you say? Aren't you willing to serve the Bestian Empire? If you want to serve, I promise you the right treatment."

Its content, which was asked abruptly, has to surprise even Ray.

I just understand the damage I've done to this country because I didn't think the emperor himself would hang the invitation this way.

In fact, the lack of clapping would be understandable if others who heard the story also saw a more or less surprising look on their face.

But it's not a rare story to take in someone you don't want to be hostile to if you can.

Because you are a troublesome opponent, you can count on that power if you take in as an ally, not an enemy.

Especially in Ray's case, there is widespread talk that he beat the noise.

Ray himself didn't admit it, but it's true that Noise himself actually left before Ray.

And the soldiers of the Crusaders were watching the sight.

I guess you want to take in Ray as Emperor of the Bestian Empire not just because of his actual strength, but also because of his reputation.

While I know that...... no, it's because I know that Ray shakes his neck sideways.

"I'm sorry. Me... No, I'm not going to serve in the Bestian Empire. We are not just going to serve against the Bestian Empire, not against any country, not against any nobility.... at least not now."

"... well, are you flat enough to refuse the rest of the invitation? I have the guts inside. That's who won the fight to the finals. I'm really starting to want it. What we need in the Bestian Empire is strength in every sense. Isn't it hard for someone like you to spend time within the Kingdom of Mireana?

"Maybe that's true in Wang Du. But what I usually live in is a guild on the border. I'm not saying that there's nobody there who says what they are, but there's hardly anyone there."

The face of one merchant who once tried to use his power to take away the likes of Seto and Mystering from Ray's brain passes.

The man was not a nobleman, but nevertheless had great power in a city called Gilm.

But even that person ended up being let loose by Ray's hand.

Most importantly, it was not that Ray had set it up, but that the merchant deserved it.

(With that said, there was an alchemist from the Bestian Empire involved. That was the first time I fought directly with the Warcraft.)

Second, Ray remembers the past with nostalgia.

In fact, it was only about a year ago, but what happened during that year was too intense and I felt it was natural and very old.

"Hmm, why do you hate serving so much power? Many of the others knew that they would serve the kingdom of Ning Lo and gain the status of nobility, and that they would strive to be above it."

"I understand that a lot of people are meant to go above, because I'm not interested in power. Besides, isn't there someone in the Bestian Empire who isn't interested in the power of noise?

"Ha ha. That's true. But we can also assume that noise is because there are only three Rank S adventurers in the world, right?

A tragist who echoes laughter around and exchanges words with Ray, but from that body again something like pressure was gradually starting to blow out.

"Because I have the power, I can pass my will. Is that what this is about?

"I'm not wrong. Because noise has its power, no one can blame it for moving to their liking.... unless it's against the law."

"Indeed."

No matter how much power is everything, if you do something that obviously breaks the law, you won't be able to forgive it as the Bestian Empire.

"... Well, that's out of the way. Anyway, the Bestian Empire today needs strength. You know that, right?

Lost in the spring war, civil unrest broke out within the country. It would also be included in the wording that it was the adventurers belonging to the Kingdom of Mireana who won the semi-fighting tournament.

It is close by chance that Ray is involved in all of them, but it is also true that perceptions such as the Bestian Empire fearlessness are spreading to the peripheral states as a result.

You don't have to go that far, maybe you can win by challenging the Bestian Empire? Those who think so are also coming out.

Neighbouring and subordinate countries are insulting us.

Of course as a tragist, I missed this civil unrest, knowing that.

Because of this, I was able to obtain a stronger successor to the next throne, so I don't think there is a problem.

But apart from this, it is not necessarily the case that a subordinate or formerly occupied country will not mount an independence movement if left alone.

If we could have taken Ray inside ourselves, it would have been best as a tragist, but the clerk refused.

"If so... how about an honorary nobleman? A nobleman literally just by name, who gives no kind of territory and doesn't have to do anything special... but you're free to move within the Bestian Empire? Right, let's give him a title around the Count."

With wine in his mouth, the tragist tells him so, looking at Ray with a carnivorous gaze that never misses a prey.