Legend

"... well. Have you failed?"

The man simply returned the words so without looking particularly surprised when he heard the report.

"That, sir. Are you sure you didn't have to hit your next hand even though you failed?

"I don't mind. It was only in the first place that I was able to find him back early. If so, that's fine with this one.... because I have to make sure he regrets refusing my request."

That's right, man...... Viscount Linus Marnino puts the wine he was drinking on the table.

It was a terrible stimulus to Linus' pride to be denied that request, despite the fact that he had issued a nomination request.

Particularly significant would have been that the subject was not an unnamed ordinary adventurer, but a lay with an alias.

That seemed to be what they were saying to the other nobles of the Kings, who were denied a request for nomination by Ray whenever they saw themselves.

Not to mention that the request I was supposed to ask for has failed because Ray refused me.

With that in mind, Linus now couldn't help but remember his frustration with Ray from the bottom of his mind.... No, I'd say it's natural.

At least in Linus, frustration with Ray was justified.

"So next... what hand?

"If you lay your hands on Ray in a detour, you're sure this one will be devastated. We need to make sure Ray doesn't know what we're doing."

I will not put it out in words, but there were, naturally, marinas, vihellas and, above all, the presence of Elaine in them.

Linus is a royalist nobleman, but still not a key figure.

If it is known to have imitated the Lady of the Duke of Kelp, who leads the aristocracy, it would be all kinds of unsavory.

Of course it is not just the Duke of Kelevel, but also a person with the alias of General Elaine, who cannot be turned against the enemy.

That's why I turned my hand around and let him attack the carriage so they would never know that I planned it in this case.

Also, it wasn't an adventurer who attacked, but a mercenary who didn't know a lot about things… it was also a mercenary collapse.

Most importantly, it was a request to pinch so many people that it should not have been possible to reach Linus.

(Only such people could use it, so in the end it was just harassment.)

Once again, bring the wine to your mouth and enjoy its flavour.

It's supposed to be fine wine there, but strangely enough, it doesn't feel very tasty right now.

On the contrary, I even find it tasteless somewhere.

... The change in taste was due to Linus' anxiety, but he didn't notice it.

As for why I came to this guild, I'm ending up failing.

As a tip to bump that frustration, it must have been natural for Linus that Ray was chosen.

But... now I realized at the bottom of my heart that I was hostile to Ray.

Linus naturally gets a lot of information about Ray because he is a nobleman of the Kingdom of Mireana, and because he is a nobleman of the kings of the largest faction.

Some of them, naturally, did not condone the hostile opponent.

Even aristocrats resort to relentless violence against hostile opponents.... It's also amazing to Linus because there's no hesitation in making things like arm amputations or foot amputations.

For those who have grown up in this Elgin, the consciousness that nobility is a venerable being, a special being, is fundamental.

Of course, some of them don't seem to care about it, but they behave that way knowing what to call it, whether it's common sense within them or not.

But Ray's not.

Hands without any hesitation when you say nobility has nothing to do with you… more precisely, Death Size.

Naturally that is only if the aristocrats have a cause, but there is a strong perception that the aristocrats are basically more right for the typical aristocrat Linus.

"Sir?

"... oh, I'm sorry. I was thinking about what kind of hand to take next."

Mumble as if to push and kill the emotion of fear in you, and bring the wine back to your mouth.

"What kind of hand do you hit,?... Well, what's up with that?"

To be honest, there's hardly any resentment for Ray in Linus already.

After more or less of a worry in today's case, fear of Ray is now mounting.

If they found out I was behind this case, they would definitely come running into this mansion.

Worse still, I have too much darkness behind me.

It was obvious that if it wasn't a taboo, but still something that could be rubbed with Ray and examined by Gilm's guard, he would definitely be searched for a painful belly, not a painless belly......

(If this is within the kingship's boundaries, starting with the king's capital, we can still figure it out.)

I whine small inside as I turn my gaze to wine.

But that made no sense now.

I've already got my hands on it.

"Sir, if you don't mind, why don't you do something with me?

"... what are you going to do?

"Yes. Fortunately, we both have corresponding handouts. Use it..."

"Stop it."

Don't let your men say it to the end, Linus blocks the word.

"Can't you trust me?

That was the man who asks, but there is no colour of reproach against the Lord there.

Just a gaze that worries purely about its own Lord.

But...... that's why Linus has to dismiss the suggestion from the man.

"No. But for now, I just don't think I need to force you to do that.... right, maybe I was thinking a little too much too. If it's not time to leave Gilm, it's not strange whenever it snows. Then we'll be stuck on such a periphery until spring"

"So?"

"Hmm. If you're in a place like this, you can't be affected by the barbaric air until I am. Maybe that's why we're here."

"Yes, I did. I'll arrange an escort tomorrow."

"... yeah? Can't you just be our soldier?

"Yes. From what I've looked into, they say that in this season, monsters specific to winter begin to appear around the Guild as well. Compared to monsters who show up from spring to autumn, strength is talking to the top."

"Our soldiers can't do anything alone,"

"Unfortunately"

Linus was confident in the strength of the soldiers he employs in his own house, but it was also true that he was still anxious to deal with a monster who manifests himself in an unknown place: the border.

(If so, both disposable adventurers. I don't care how many are dead)

It was Linus, who was originally unfavourable to the adventurer, but still wasn't enough to consider him a disposable pawn.

I guess that's why I now even remember mild disgust, because I still have one thing with Ray.

... For the other adventurers who knew Ray's character, being made with Ray was unacceptable in many ways.

The same goes for skill, including its character.

Linus has also naturally met with adventurers other than Ray.

But still, because Ray is strongly impressed, the adventurer and Ray are tied together in equals.

"Okay. Then we don't have time, so we'll recruit an escort adventurer in the short time between now and tomorrow's departure. However, I don't really have time so I think it will be inferior in terms of quality..."

"I don't mind. Disposable anyway. As long as it serves as our shield until we get out of the border, that's fine.... If you're a bandit, not a monster on the border, you can handle enough of our soldiers, right?

"It should be. However, it is possible that there are strong even bandits here just on the border..."

Linus frowned slightly at the words.

I can still stand to fall behind adventurers when my men deal with monsters.

For Linus, he's a businessman, but an adventurer is like an expert dealing with monsters.

But it can't be funny if they tell you that bandits... are inferior to adventurers when they deal with people.

Still, I didn't express my dissatisfaction because I had the knowledge that this land, which is a periphery, was in many ways a place out of common sense in the first place.

"Right.... Whatever, I'll be leaving soon, so I'll be ready for that..."

Don't forget.

Yes. When Linus tried to say it, he noticed an unexpected yell coming from outside the room and frowned uncomfortably.

"What the hell. as someone who serves me, such as imitating such illegitimate"

The dissatisfaction was also Linus grunting at the dew, but I was deciding it would fit right in... the screams I hear from outside the room never fit in.

"Please wait! This is the Viscount Marnino Mansion! Such misconduct, never forgivable…"

"I'm calling my husband now, so please wait a little longer!

"No matter how many Knights you think this kind of imitation is allowed!

On the contrary, the voices heard were gradually even approaching the room with Linus.

"What's going on? The Knights?

"Sir, prepare to flee immediately."

That's how I can call Linus, who squeals as confused by the voice he hears from the outside.

What is Linus saying in the first place to the man's words, which should also be called the proximity of his own side? I pointed my gaze at something like that.

But...

"Hurry up! If your husband is captured here now, you will be in a bad position among the Kings! But if we can escape this scene now, we can deal with it with the power of the Kings!

He screams in a harsh voice, and Linus finally returns to me, too.

If he was competent here, he could have jumped out the window and escaped immediately.

But Linus is by no means capable, even if he is not incompetent.

Listen to your men and scream reflexively.

"Stupid! How did you get to me?

It's a cry from the soul.

I can understand why the Knights came, but I had no idea why I could get to myself in this case.

"Sir!

A man screams, but Linus couldn't understand a thing that was currently descending on him.

I pinched a bunch of people in between, and I planned this one so I could never get to myself.

If you put down a certain number of days before you get to yourself, you may still have been able to convince yourself.

But it was today that the Rays were attacked.

Yet why and how... I can't move with that thought... the next moment, the door to the room where Linus was opened and a few men show up.

Its appearance, with all wearing metal armor, naturally looked familiar to Linus as well.

These Knights of the Guild.

"Come on!"

I guess you decided it was absolutely deadly as it is.

The man who told Linus to get away from here is probably for escort. When he takes the dagger out of his nostalgia, he strikes at the knights.

"Sir, please run away!

Even for the knights, you didn't think you'd be attacked over this period, and you're one step behind in taking action next against a man who's attacking you.

That step is a complete gap, like you could say fatal to the knights.

But... before a dagger strike that could take a knight's life arrived, something flew through the air slashing and tearing through the right shoulder of the man who was about to strike the knight.

"Isn't that a little too alarming?

What showed up with that voice was a physically fit man who deserved to be called skinny.

He was such a creepy guy whose appropriately cut hair hid his face.

What is in your hand is a dagger, shorter and thinner than a dagger held by a man who was attacked by a knight in an attempt to let Linus escape.

There were few patterns common to daggers, and they were designed entirely for throwing.

"Ah, oh. Thanks.... capture it!

I guess it's the commanders of the knights. A man gives orders to his men after he says thank you to the man who threw the dagger.

Linus, who had worked out to some extent as a nobleman, was still in office... and there was no way he could resist the Knights of Gilm on the border.

The men attacked with daggers are immediately captured.

"You guys think you can just imitate like this!

Linus is shouting in humiliation, but the knights don't care to capture Linus and take him out of the room.

The commanders of the knights who confirmed it bow their heads again at the man who threw the dagger earlier.

"I'm sorry, thank God. Thanks to you, I got this information, and I've got more hands on it..."

"I don't mind. Your head... No, Mr. Egg is hired by you too. You're one of them, aren't you? As a meadow wolf in charge of the back of the gilm, I just did my job for granted."

He smiled just bending the edge of his mouth, and the man told him so.