Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

Long time no see, my son-in-law.

On that day, the supreme power of the Verga Empire had long been in a good mood to welcome guests.

From this time on, between the thrones that became my favorite. Yut in a white robe looks good in this space built of black gemstone.

Verga's face (basket) was slutty with the joy of being greeted by thinkers - although one-sided.

Besides all sorts of things (...) stick together, but to that extent, it would be a woman's measure to forgive.

Exile and Larsia have never seen that before.

However, the rock giant (Jarloot) gave a painful look when he realized that Yut would struggle only at first sight, and the meadow race (Magner) despaired of whether a legitimate queen or empress would not exist in the world.

Meanwhile, I still don't know what it looks like to Alcia, who is my first meeting.

But I am unknowingly overwhelmed by the spirit of the evil and the power of the demigod emanating from the three treasures (artifacts) I wear.

I managed to stay calm because my future spouse - although I still don't get a sense of it - was always the same.

"Not my son-in-law, but it's been a while"

Thank you without loss, and denial of the name Son-in-law shall be kept to a minimum considering the position of the other.

I know it's a country with too many different values in an earlier case, but I wouldn't even have to bother to lose ground.

In the first place, I am firmly saying no in my protégé from King Charlton that I am going to give it to you - I cannot see it because I am at the forefront - and I need not say anything more from Yut because there are signs of rejection as scary as it is from behind.

"Did you say Valtrude Istas? That sounds spectacular."

"Each other."

Despite just a liturgical greeting, a spark scatters between a good man and an evil slut - perhaps the most beautiful on this earth.

"Well, I was wondering if you could hang on a little bit right now. I can afford something."

"Yut showed me his feelings in words and deeds. I was happy to receive it. That's all."

I naturally carry a ring but still wear magical silver (Mithral) armor, so I grab a bold iron (crystal iron) necklace that I lower from my chest and say.

"Your Eminence, let's welcome you. I am Sherreiron Latetal, Chancellor of the Verga Empire."

"I'm sorry I'm late to say hello. I will be the patron lord of the kingdom of Rotosilt, and Yut Amaxa, the house of the Earl of Istas. I've come a long way to give you a parent book from Charlton III."

As it is, it can be catastrophic.

Yut also rode the words from Dark Elf's prime minister, who guessed it. That may happen in the future, but I'm not going to kill Verga at the moment.

"Quickly, take this one"

Place the protégé from the Rotosilt kingdom and the seal ring, which ended up not appearing, in a silver basin prepared by Imperial Chancellor Sherreiron Latetal.

So finally, I could afford to observe what was going on around me.

The Yuts are all in the line, but the Verga Empire side is barely manned.

Besides Verga, who reigns somewhat on the throne, only the Prime Minister of Dark Elves, who is the successor and watchdog. Neither did Bourne Novor show up between the thrones.

What else you can't even see about the Kingsguard, are you secretly stationed? Or because you cut it short of strength to deal with the Yuts?

While so speculating, Sherreylon humbly dedicates his protégé to the Lord, taking a step back and waiting for the word.

"Hmm. Well, we won't need it from next time"

It's a beautiful thing to do with a sigh, wave.

The finished seal ring disappeared into the void.

"I won't bump..."

"How many times have I visited you, Yuto will never be yours?"

The room I feel from Valtrude is reliable, but for now I decide I didn't hear any thoughts from behind.

Now, we have to focus on Verga.

"Hmm."

The empress of the demigod, who glanced at her parent book, frowned in a grumpy manner.

That would be natural, too.

Because the contents are a disobedient rejection.

"I thought you'd follow me on some terms, but you totally refuse. Something you hated."

"What are you talking about?"

"Kuku. Did they read it?"

Negotiations from here on forward can't be done with courtesy and other concerns.

With a crushed attitude, Yut speaks to Verga.

"Thanks to you, I was the wingman who fled far east."

"I envy that. The concubine said she was tied to such a throne. It's my wife's mood waiting for her husband."

"Mostly, if you plugged the terms from over here, you'd have almost ridden it, wouldn't you?

"Hehe. My son-in-law, he is as bright as ever. Conversation is easy and good."

With a smile and voice that seemed to crush his back just to see, Verga praises Yut.

"Mutual inviolability treaty with Rotosilt. At this point, I was going to accept it."

"I knew...... I'm glad I made it stop."

In fact, Dieter Schukel, the prime minister of the Rotosilt kingdom, suggested that. Valid in the sense of ascertaining how the other person is coming out, but in this case the other person is too broken.

"Just in case it's a bad thing to make a pact and make peace... wow, I'm killin 'from alusia"

"I can't let you out, that kind of thing. And the moment you let Yut go, you're going to destroy the treaty and attack."

"A concubine can't rush things that far. The only way to destroy it is after you and your son-in-law have met each other until you are satisfied."

"Are you sure you want to destroy..."

You and the acorn crush.

The treaty breakdown itself has many precedents in the textbooks of world history, but I just can't stand being taken away from Yut.

"Totally. I know exactly why you're paying for it."

You can't let someone listen to you talk like this. Dark Elves, who serve near the throne, dress in serenity so best.

"But the fact that you brought this from your hand means that your son-in-law agrees......?

At this moment alone, there is no majesty for the Empress.

Show your anxious face, as if you were a maiden waiting for the answer to her confession.

"You're right from the start. My fiancée is three."

I didn't know there was going to be a day in my life where I would use the word fiancé. Something that I don't know what is, in another sense, makes me laugh bitterly.

"I don't know what to do. The concubine said she loved him so much and even dedicated her first kiss"

"Heh, sire!?"

Hearing unexpected words, Sherreylon Latetal temporarily forgot his position. It sharpens the narrow eyes characteristic of dark elves, making Yut look as if he was about to shoot with his gaze.

Now we don't know which one is the victim and the perpetrator.

"What did you dedicate? Take it unilaterally."

(Oh, speaking of...)

Alcia and I now realize that we didn't do that.

Do you?

I guess I will. Naturally.

(Ma, well. I'm not thinking now. I'm not thinking)

Shaking off his sweet imagination, Yut concentrates on Verga in front of him.

"I officially decline your offer. I will not negotiate or rush on this matter."

Yut's unequivocal rejection.

But the empress sitting on the throne meditates her eyes and slowly chews the meaning of the word.

"I know the phase. My concubine doesn't even think it's going to be easy. Let me get you a room so you can stay at ease."

In Verga's declaration that he would not return easily, the first glimpse marked the end.

Though I said no clearly, I'm not even in the main issue - how to return to Earth - so I can't even go back as a yut.

We were to travel again within the castle of the Ebony Circle, at the lead of the Sacubas samurai, who appeared at the same time as Verga left.

Even when I say samurai, what I wear is a highly exposed - rather than a leather dress that only covers the stronghold.

It's an uncomfortable outfit to see anywhere but the bedroom, but when it's the sacubus that wields the slut like a whore that puts it together, it's not uncomfortable.

Except that Exile and Larsia showed no interest at all, and Yut just glanced and frowned, like a treasure possession rot.

"Somehow, it feels fundamentally different."

"Right. Yut's a pain in the ass, but he caught my eye."

"'Cause I don't regret what I did, but I was a snake."

Just like during the sight, this sandalwood castle was built with black masonry stones. Other than Acorn, he remembered the castle of Obsidian, home of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

A castle of evil seems to be something similar.

"But you backed off a little bit."

Acorn says in a cheerful voice for all the shocking developments while being blinded by the carpets under his feet, the relief on the walls, the tapestries and other decorations.

I may be fine now, but Yut swears to his heart to follow up properly later.

However, it will be a fairly distant future.

Acorn, you can't be alarmed yet.

"Right. I don't know what you're up to."

"What are you guys talking about?

"War"

The ladies continue to have disturbing conversations, not caring if the samurai asks.

Would the least serene be Jonah, who talks about the use of force without expression?

"This way, please stay in your room"

With a slightly more mesmerizing voice and movement, the Sacubus maid stopped in front of the door.

Heavy wooden doors, either because they assume guests of various races or because they are twice as likely to be Exile.

He twisted his body without meaning, and when he opened the door, the luxurious indoor was exposed.

The image I've ever seen of a sandalwood castle.

It was a vibrant room that lightly overshadowed it. The walls are decorated with gold and silver threads, light emitted from the chandelier, and the interior shines.

Furniture and conditioning are all luxury items at a glance.

It may be unsettling to think of as a living room, but it was enough to show the majesty of a great nation.

"Sounds like some magic equipment (magic items), but what's harmful is...?

I sneaked up on Magic Sense, but I can't find any dangerous spells or traces of magic equipment.

He also stepped indoors from the Sacubus maid first, either to appeal for safety.

Larsia, make sure Exile walks into the room, and Yut follows it if he has no choice but to stay here forever.

That was the mistake.

"... is that what you came for"

In front of Yut there is a dim space without a single window, rather than the luxurious guest room we saw earlier.

Moss, there were traces of blood on every part of the wall, and there were appliances there that I didn't want to know what to use, such as chains, metal rings, fire sticks, beds, etc.

"I mean, it's a dungeon."

There is a theoretical spell called "The Warlock."

Those who target one building and break into it by no regular means during its effective time are instantaneously moved to a preset location and subjected to various baptisms.

There was a similar spell in that room, and I guess only Yut was forced to forward it.

"When that happens..."

"I've been waiting for you."

Behind the dungeon.

From where a luxuriously tall chair was placed in the wrong place, he stared at his beloved archmage (Arch Mage) with moistened eyes by a half-god more slutty than Sacubas.