Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"I didn't expect to see you so soon. Besides, I don't think you're coming from my son-in-law."

A slutty voice echoes, making the thoughts of those who listen wander.

Yut's response was delayed by a beating to an unwelcome development, albeit unexpected.

"I'm sorry I pushed you unilaterally, but I didn't come here of my own free will."

"Wow. Isn't that a pretty interesting story?"

But the burning red-haired empress doesn't look offended, like a maiden, and then smiles lewdly.

"I'm sorry to overlap, but I'm not going to stay long."

"This is a connection."

The northernmost palace in the Brewers.

Between its thrones, Yut reunited with Verga.

"Occasionally, angels come from heaven for the lives of their concubines. It is also troublesome to come elsewhere, and only here have measures been taken against Momentary Mobility (Teleport). This time, it seems to have worked."

"I don't know if I should thank you, it's a subtle thing"

"Well, my son-in-law. He brought me a reply to the concubine's invitation, which doesn't sound like it."

"Then I'll attach it as promised in advance."

Plus, if you're inviting me on a date, I've circled my attendance and replied on the diplomatic route.

"Hey, hey, hey."

"Well, that still inspires me."

"... right"

It's true that you're not going to stay long, but nothing to explain in this situation lacks a brother-in-law - rather than just a weird person.

"But even if it's not funny, no complaints."

"It seems my son-in-law is the one who keeps his guard up like that."

It doesn't matter what it is. I just want to enjoy an unwanted reunion.

That said, the red-haired empress laughed at the slut.

The distance between them is about 5 meters.

Verga does not move from the throne. And I'm not calling anyone. Neither Yut, nor any closer nor further away.

It's like, all I'm saying is that's the limit right now.

"But where do I start talking"

Assuming, the opponent is an enemy empress.

Is it a good idea to explain honestly the upside of the disturbance in your house in the Rotosilt kingdom?

"No, you're not good. Then…"

Yut looks around the throne room pointlessly, eyes on the ceiling and sums up his thoughts.

The evil demigod looked at him like that with his eyes narrowed.

"The agent who infiltrated the Rotosilt kingdom - trying to get rid of Dirk Crowler - was manipulated to act the other way around and was forced to come here"

I mean, it's to this extent I can talk.

"Hmm. Sure, it makes sense that my son-in-law's mouth gets heavy. But Dark Crowler......"

Verga, who was listening to Yut, looks around her lips with her fingers.

Ask back to Yut after a little silence if you had any idea Dark Crowler existed.

"My concubine didn't give me her life directly, but I remember getting a report from Shelleylon."

Sherreylon Latetal. Prime Minister of Dark Elves supporting the Verga Empire. It was some years or decades ago that he reported such manipulation that it was the duty of the ruler to reluctantly go to Verga.

The only way to follow that memory is to stimulate desire.

"Sure, did that Dark Crowler say Joan Zaza? What are your names?

"... oh"

That's the first name I've heard.

A slight guilt pierced my chest for not even trying to hear it.

"You can't admit it, but, well, you sure got us out"

"Hmm. I didn't know your son-in-law would praise you."

Inspiring Verga, but that is only an interest through Yut.

"But it's brilliant to have behind my son-in-law, but I don't think that's all I can do."

Also, even if I remember the name, I was neither obsessed nor expecting any work on the Rotosilt kingdom, and if I looked at Yut's attitude, I could easily imagine that he was failing.

"Oh. I've left the rest to Val"

"... Left"

A rare smile disappears from the red-haired empress when she hears the name of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who serves the Hellenonian God.

What floated instead was jealousy or envy? Or something else.

But it's also for a moment.

Immediately with her usual slutty smile, she speaks to Yuut with an inviting gaze and voice.

"Things are more or less, I understand..."

"I appreciate that"

Come on, Yut pulls himself together when this is the real deal.

Heartlessly, he jumped into the enemy's home base. At this point, the disadvantage is undeniable.

Silver Arm (Platinum Arms), a group of guardians of an order that once existed. Its leader, Archmage Augmar, apparently specializes in the tactic of sending his comrades into the nest of evil, which is also the enemy, to annihilate them, but a whole different story from Yut today.

The situation is isolated and helpless. It would be better not to expect rescue.

Even if Valtroude is sure to defeat that Dark Crowler - Jornzaza, it's also hard to disable Dark Servant beyond being able to activate | Shock Place Stan Sphere.

Ask Vainamarinen for help from there, I don't know when.

We need to get through this on our own.

And the truth is, there was a way.

That is extremely simple.

Momentary Movement (Teleport) is still in the spell document.

It will be difficult to use it all of a sudden, but if you activate Time Stop (Chronos Eyes), you will be able to use it sparingly.

The question is whether the other person will allow it.

(Wouldn't forgive me)

Not so sweet.

Besides, I don't know what's good about me, but the last time I visited here, I decided I didn't fit all that stuff in with reason and dignity.

Plus lovers, couples and all that. I jumped over that stage lightly, and all of a sudden I was screwed with a child.

Just remembering, I accidentally run chills in my spine.

In the future, I have a vague feeling that will happen.

But that wasn't easily acceptable to Yut, who Verga wasn't the opponent, and who hasn't had a bar mitzvah in Japan.

Besides such a personal circumstance, there is another.

But if we don't work hard here, the showdown between good and evil could begin. I had to avoid that.

"So I'm glad you let me go home,"

"... well, there's no choice."

"Right, that's... Huh?

Too light, too unexpected.

I thought I heard wrong, and Yut rounds his eyes.

"Kufu. That look on your son-in-law's face."

I didn't think you and the Empress would make fun of me.

"Love you for hating that loss."

"... please don't"

In favor of being hit directly from the front, Yut leaves unexpectedly.

Never acceptable, but he's also an emotional person. I can't stay completely untouched without touching the harp line of my heart.

Was the empress satisfied when she found out that, with an innocent, slutty look on her face, she welcomed the burning redhead with her fingers.

It seemed like a cat would take its prey, and it was like a child who would be happy to bully a child he liked.

Innocent, cruel.

"Of course, if your son-in-law is going to stay, you are most welcome -"

"I'm not going to"

I can't wait to be messed with any more.

Yut rejects completely with a true face. There, there is no room for compromise.

"- can't be forced, because it will be"

Verga continues, grinning bitterly at his clear resignation.

Besides, the concubine is looking forward to it.

"Enjoying it?

What? I don't ask. I don't even have to ask.

I have a date with Yut.

"What to wear, what to talk about, where to go. Just imagine that, my heart plays. Absolutely, the concubine herself is confused."

In the tone of a maiden in complete love, the red-haired empress said.

All this time, the constant lewdness disappears, and all I see is pure love.

…………

Yut does not answer.

I don't have the words to answer.

My heart didn't shake, probably because when I received the love letter from Verga, the acorns had told me to include it.

"Therefore, the concubine endures"

"... ok. I've already sent you a reply, but I'll see you at Folio-Farina."

If it had been her before, she might have kept her guard down and taken her lips off when she broke up.

But I didn't either.

Just be quiet, take out the spell document and stare at Yuut, who cleaves the page.

"Momentary Travel"

relief and stray enough to cover it up on your chest.

Still, without proceeding differently, Yut definitely activated the spell.

The destination is Lord Malvato's mansion. Under Valtrude.

The red-haired empress just stares quietly at her beloved as she drinks into the light and disappears.

Even if it disappears, it fixes its gaze on the void.

But the words don't say anything.

Eventually, the Lord of the Throne closed his eyelids and hid his wet eyes inside, moving straight to the loose ends.

What kind of dreams are you having?

I don't think anyone would like that.