Legend

To the words out of Marka's mouth, Ray tilts his neck.

I look to Koan standing behind Marca wondering if I heard wrong, but what I have returned is the act of grinning and nodding.

I mean, it was never a mistake to hear or Ray's delusion that came out of Marka's mouth, but a genuine and genuine word.

"Uh, bad. I'm not sure how this works. The problem in the first place is that I kept... more precisely because I let the Earl of Eriel family, their home, scratch their shame, right?

I scratched so much disgrace that I leaked it in front of so many people.

That's why I'm pretty sure the Count Eriel family and the leak meant the same thing in this guild.

And since many people visit a place called Gilm, there is no stopping the information from spreading from it.

Does salvation at least mean that it is winter now?

By the time the snow is gone and people come and go, including merchandise, maybe... really, maybe the rumors have already subsided.

Most importantly, it would be difficult to see whether the information that the next lord of the nobility of the title of Count had leaked in public would fit in a few months or so.

"Right. That's for sure."

"... why would I be the instructor? I mean, what kind of instructor is that?

"Mm-hmm. There's a cadet school in the city of Graciar, which is also home to the Duke of Quent. He's a teacher there."

"No, is that why you're listening to me? Why would I bother to go to that cadet school and be a teacher? What do you want me to teach you in the first place?

"Lord, were you a wizard's apprentice? Then I think there's a lot of knowledge I can teach you."

To the words out of Marka's mouth, Ray recalls his own setting.

(Speaking of which... Yeah, that was the setting. Shit, I didn't think this was gonna happen. No, do I properly teach you something about the other one?... not)

Noticed himself at some point thinking as if he understood doing the instructor, Ray sighs again and opens his mouth.

"So it's not. What, I left the guild on purpose, and... was it Graciar? I'd like to hear that you need to go there."

"... nooo. Do I have to tell you?

Marka turns her gaze toward Ray with upward reckoning.

If I didn't know the character of a person named Marca, there was an adorability there that would make me snort unexpectedly.

But Ray knows the character of a man named Marka.

Exhale and open your mouth again.

"So, why?

"Mm.... that's crazy. I was told that if I asked you to do this, you would do me a favor in one shot."

Who, what made you gain such unwanted wisdom? I put up with wanting to get into it that way, and Ray urges me to get ahead of the story with his gaze.

Then I guess Marka also noticed. Open your mouth with a slightly less interesting look on your face.

"Simply put, we're going to use this case to do the royalist discipline."

Its sitting in a chair, its feet rocking praprapra without reaching the floor, also has Marka's own adorability and looks like a doll.

But I don't find it uncomfortable to hear the word "solemn discipline" coming out of its mouth, probably because Ray knows how much about the character of a person named Marka.

"Sovereignty?

Ray looks to Koan, who stands behind Marka, where he sees a small grin.

Even if you don't know the reason for that laugh, for now, encourage Marka to continue his words.

"Mm-hmm. As the Lord knows, the Kings are the largest faction in the kingdom of Mireana. And the biggest faction… that is, because of the large number of people, there are many of them. Especially not the one you rubbed with the Lord this time."

Unlike earlier, that appearance of calling it a keepsake is still a big part of the fact that he was caught trying to raid the Baron Cisne family.

It caused all that noise and discredited the prestige of the Kings.

If we had at least paid dearly the price of losing the duel, we would still have been able to remain kings.

But the subsequent attempted attack on the Baron Sisne family could not be deluded.

"Most of all, there are by no means many who have acted in such a way that they do not have to be that terrible to call themselves aristocrats, beyond what I have said and particularly terrible to keep. His Majesty's decree led to the solemn proclamation of the Kings."

"I'd say that's hard work, but how is that going to make me a teacher?

"Fine, listen to me till the end. It is the Lord who undoubtedly caused the Solemnity of Discipline this time. It is correct to describe it precisely as the Baron Cisne family and the Lord. Then, naturally, the gaze of hatred of those who are the target of this solemn proclamation will be directed at you. But to do harm to others with such rebellion, even as a concubine... is inadmissible as a Kings, to be precise. Sometimes it's an outside question."

Smaller, shoulder to shoulder, Marka turning her gaze to see if Ray understands.

As Ray nodded at that gaze, Marca continued her explanation.

"Anyway, that's why Ray is being rebelled against by the nobles who are being hunted down among the Kings."

"Muet...... what about Baron Cisne? If this is all about the cause, isn't that what's at stake?

In the first place, the cause of this one began with Keepsake's eyes on a maid of honor, Asier, who serves the Baron Sisne family.

Above and beyond that, the most dangerous is the Baron Sisne family... which is definitely Muet, who is also the current owner.

Behind Ray's brain, three faces pass: Muet, Basrello and Asier.

But Marca shakes her neck sideways saying she has no problem with Ray's words like that.

"The Baron Sisne family is officially affiliated with the Neutralists in this case, he said. If that happens, there will be no help for the Kings. Because if we imitate the neutrals in this guild ruled by Lord Dusker, there will be no excuse. Except for the Lord."

Once again, Marka's gaze is directed toward Ray.

What you see in those eyes is the color of anxiety that worries Ray.

"There was no problem if your Lord was a subordinate of Lord Dusker, moving as a neutral person. Bye... Your Lord is close to Lord Dusker and has received many of his requests, but he's only one adventurer and not a neutral, isn't he?

The words out of Marka's mouth represented Ray's position in the end.

He has the strength to draw a line with ordinary adventurers, using a rank A monster named Griffon as his obedience, but then there are many likes and dislikes of people, and he does not have a good impression on the majority of nobles in particular.

Normally, such a person would be alerted as a dangerous person, and it would not be strange to engage in actions such as punishing him with a crime and capturing him or her.

But Dasker tolerates such a ray for all the reasons that it's a waste of strength. On the contrary, I even get a lot of eyes.

It's no strange thing to have feelings of favor or benevolence towards a Dusker like that.

But still, I've never considered belonging to a neutral, saying that Ray was sorry to belong to one faction and be prevented from moving freely, or to be forced to act unintentionally in the form of an order.

"I knew that was the cause?

"Uhm. What happens if I really piss Ray off? Some people don't understand it, others don't think they can be directed at themselves, even if they do, and even think that all the stories they hear in the first place are fiction that Ray is circulating to make himself look bigger."

"Even if someone actually saw my fight? In the first place, last spring's war was led by the Kings, wasn't it? A lot of people died after being slammed in the back by Theorem's measures, but they still had to survive."

"Flash, huh? That's for sure, but I still only believe in my opinions, and I don't want to believe them. Such people may have their hands on the Lord. But if his lord is in Graciar, which is also the home of his concubine, he will be able to lay his hands on the detour."

"I guess so, but if they're gonna set me up over there, I can intercept?

"If this situation bothers you, you have no place as a king."

"No, it's a lot of trouble to come to your home base in the first place."

Marca breathes in the words that came out of Ray's mouth.

Ray's confidence isn't just in his mouth. I have the pride of actually having that much fighting power, and it's a fact that I've achieved that much. That's why...

"Lord Dusker wants to avoid that Ray is going to break out in the Guild. Most importantly, this is not mandatory. If you really don't like it, I won't say you can't. It's just... right, if you're going to do the instructor, you can pay for the flame ore. Naturally, it can take the form of a request for nomination through the guild."

To the words that came out of Marka's mouth, Ray's movement stops.

That's the name of the magic ore Ray used to find with Fron and Brasso and the others.

No, it turned into a flame ore with the magic of fire used by Ray, to be exact.

Very scarce material for blacksmiths and alchemists, but that was the same for Ray.

It's also Ray's back hand, because if you mix flame ore in a fire whirlwind, its power rises more explosively than it mixes things like iron pieces.

(Plus, it's true that there's nothing particularly to do in winter right now)

With the word flame ore, the balance of mind is already leaning towards those who follow the request of Half Marka.

It was also thought that if it took the form of a nomination request, it would also be a track record to rise to the rank above.

"Flame ore, huh? How much exactly can I get?

"Apparently, he was interested in riding.... Hmm, how about one in a barrel the size of a concubine?

Marka, who tells you that, is just over a metre tall.

If a barrel the size of which is even one serving, it is of considerable value.

That's the white gold coin...... no, you can say it's worth about the light gold coin.

But Ray thinks a little and shakes his head to the side.

"Two. So what do you say?

"Hmm... that's a lot of greed"

"Originally, I got into the Kings' problem, so could you just accommodate me a little bit?

"I'm going to poke you in the wrong place.... Koan, what do you think?

To Koan standing behind himself, Marca turns her gaze and asks.

"Right, I'm pretty sure it wouldn't be weird to hire a man of strength like Mr. Ray to multiply that price. Because it beat the noise of Rank S immobility."

To the words that come out of Koan's mouth, Ray fails to push his surprise expression to death.

If you're losing the noise, it's obvious you're only talking about fighting competitions.

But when it comes to winning, that's not the word that comes out unless you know that Ray fought noise in a civil unrest.

"... you're a lot quicker"

To Ray's words, Marca opens her mouth with a full grin.

"The biggest faction in the kingdom of Mireana is not Dade."

"For that split, though, it seems the Keepsake didn't know anything about me?

"Because information doesn't make sense just because it's there. We need to use it properly. Especially since they don't like houses like the Earl of Eriel's, it really makes me deaf."

That's all Ray somehow perceives the situation.

(Perhaps this Solemnity of Discipline was something I was going to do someday. It was just by chance me who pulled that trigger)

I guess that's why we've already decided on the action to be taken and we've come all the way to Gilm in the snow in the winter, only a few weeks after that duel.

I somehow expected that from Ray...

"I'm telling you, it's nothing. I didn't beat the noise. I was just given the win, essentially just missed by the noise"

It was just to tell the truth about the battle then.

Those who know the circumstances told me that it was Ray's win because Noise escaped, but they are still more aware that as Ray they were missed.

If there's a time to fight next, now is the time to really win and show it.

Marca and Koan give a small, surprising look to Ray's words whined with such willingness.

"Hmm, well, that depends on how the Lord thinks. So, what do you say? A request from a concubine, will you take it?

To the words from Marca, I also recall the rank s adventurer of the kingdom of Mireana because of the noise topic.

"Right. I want you to meet two barrels of flame ore and a Rank S adventurer in the kingdom of Mireana. So let's take on the instructor. Except all I can do is fight. Instead of teaching you how to study, do it with practical skills like mock warfare."

"... Hmm, you're unexpectedly greedy. Well, come on. As for Rank S Adventurer Lord Saldart, I can't say for sure. Wherever possible, on the condition that?

"Okay. What's the deadline for teaching? I have plans for the spring."

"We'll be fine. It should end in the middle of winter."

In this way, Ray will be entrusted with the task of being a teacher that doesn't suit him at all.

"By the way, Ray. The magic of the Lord......"

"Oh, this is it"

It was then that Marca would show the ring to the question she had spoken and explain its effect.