Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Sir Ahati. Thank you for inviting us today."

A white robe in a black uniform that indicates that you are a good sorcerer (wizard). The Archmage (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa, who solidified himself in his usual attire, broke his back and thanked him for his hospitality.

On the surface.

"You've come a lot. Welcome wholeheartedly"

The man, at the terminal stage of his old age from the beginning, approached him with a laid back act worthy of a disappointing physique and held Yut's hand firmly.

For many years, he commanded a defensive battle against the Verga Empire on the northern tower wall, defending the prints of the Rotosilt kingdom and cutting off the prestigious Marquis Hahati of Harvani.

He had now left the front line and lived a leisurely and comfortable life in a villa near Wangdu, which he held in an enclave.

But neither body nor eye looks like a very retiring person.

Him and Yut. If asked which one was the hero who saved the world, nine out of ten would refer to Marquis Halvani. The other one just likes the reverse tension.

The old general has a dark green top with thin trousers. In horseback riding clothes in boots that are close to your knees. This indicates that this is only a private meeting, not an official glimpse.

"I'm sorry I couldn't, Lord Amaxa."

There's no annihilation.

Yut, invited to the Halvani Marquis' manor, was suddenly greeted by a warring general at that border.

Rather than be surprised, I am more concerned about the black deer haired military horse (Warhorse) who is trying to lean on the former general.

The military horse, whose nose is rough enough to intimidate Yut, is powerful enough to bring a magician who has fought numerous monsters.

"Ha. Apparently, you're excited about your guests."

"I guess I didn't care for the rough guy who didn't have any experience riding horses"

Rich in wits - it doesn't even look like it - he broke up the conversation and Yut looked around again.

Though near Wangdu, the city's shadow disappears nowhere if you take a day away by carriage.

Fields and meadows spread along the winding road, and the inhabitants worked in farming, and the herded horses were running through the grass.

A fresh breeze strokes my cheeks and a warm sun makes me welcome.

If this was just an excursion, my heart might have bounced without merit.

"Oh, and then. This is my granddaughter Desideria."

"Nice to meet you, Master Yut. Call me Desi. If you're close, that's what they call you."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Desideria. Today, thank you."

Yut's heart was going to storm even as he thanked the lady (Lady) with an unsatisfactory smile.

Yes, because from now on, we're going to make out.

(Give me a break...)

That is Yut's untrue feeling. But a few days after defeating the evil Flaming Spirit Prince and saving the world, this invitation of hand has never ceased.

Valtrude and all the others seem to be kicking ass, but so, if we don't see Yut alone, the problem gets bigger.

This visit was also only responded to by the invitation from the Marquis of Halvani, the highest of the offers. Desideria Halvani - It's also the first time I've seen Desi's face.

Therefore, I didn't mean to make a pageant because I'm a healthy beautiful girl who braids three glowing hair in the sun and stares at this one with challenging eyes.

"... Master Yut won't say anything if you look at my outfit."

"Uh..."

Asking more strangely than dissatisfied, she looks like her grandfather in horseback riding clothes. When it comes to the difference, it's about the part of the chest that's cramped in with the blouse.

Should I have praised you? But it presupposes no. It would also be a problem to make them feel too concerned. Or is it a glimmer of the upper class to praise for now, even if you don't feel like it?

He was a yuut who regretted that he had hardly learned the finesse, but his doubts were iced away in the words of Desi that followed.

"They say that a lot. 'Well, if the horses are on horses all the time, they'll have no one to marry,' he said."

"That's terrible."

"That's right. So cute."

Of course, it's not about myself that I'm saying cute - although I'm well qualified to do so - it's probably about the white horse stroking his nose.

"As I said earlier, it could be human bullshit like you can't even ride a horse"

"You're good."

The word, the smile, what does it mean?

Without being able to confirm that, Marquis Halvani urges the two young people.

"Come on, Desi. You shouldn't keep your guests standing around like this forever. Lord Amaxa, it's a whisper, but I have a meal for you. Will you please step up to my mansion?"

"We'd be delighted to hear it."

I want to go home if I can, but that can't be allowed. It was nothing but formal interactions.

But so far, I've come under the spell of Long Flight, so I don't have legs. Even though the duration is still there, there's no way I'm going to fly right next to the horse.

There seems to be other horses, so I was thinking about putting them out in Phantom Carriage, the first carriage of ashes.

"Dear Yut, if you don't mind, this way"

"Huh?"

Desideria, who quickly became someone on the saddle, offers her hand to Yut, who is confused. It didn't take long to understand that meant riding a horse together.

but a different issue from whether it is a good one depending.

"The sun will go down on foot to your mansion."

Its healthy smile makes me see just a little bit.

So the resistance was delayed.

In the meantime, he grabs his hand forcefully and drags it as it is.

"Hey. Oh, it's dangerous, isn't it?

"It's okay. Because horses are sweet."

"That, to any assurance -"

The old general stared narrowly at such granddaughter and heroic interactions from the horse.

"I'm afraid it's country food."

"Hell, I'll have it"

Desideria served me from hand to hand with herb steamed with boned chicken thighs and root vegetables such as carrots and carrots.

A deep flavour that is salt-only, but doesn't make you feel that way.

Both the well-flavoured vegetables and the flavoured chicken were at sufficiently satisfactory levels.

"Sorry to be so proud of you grandson, but with this girl's specialty cooking,"

"Heh. Do you make them often? Wonderful."

Half the time, social dictionary. The other half honestly expresses surprise that they thought they would do nothing about the chores, such as the noble lady. Yes. When Yut impresses him, Desideria hands on three knitting. And I said with a daunting look up.

"No, just put the ingredients in the pan and set them on fire."

Though so humble, it doesn't seem to be full.

However, Yut is concerned about the pain in his body because he rode an unfamiliar horse and only thinks he has a social dictionary.

The guest, Yut, along with Ahati Halvani and Desideria Halvani, was having lunch not in the mansion, but in a place like the terrace outside.

I'm pretty sure this is easier, but I honestly can't be happy because I feel like I'm being spotted.

"Oh, it looks like the bread's baked, so I'll bring it"

Shouldn't I leave it to my servant?

Yut thought so, but Desideria sits in the middle faster than she actually puts it in her mouth.

By the way, Lord Amaxa.

"What is it?

As if she had foreseen the timing of her departure from her seat, Sir Ahati looks directly into Yut's eyes from the front.

"Are you going to marry Desideria?

"I'm offering because of you."

It is cloudy as a word, but clearly rejected it.

"Right. That's too bad."

Shown its firm will, the old general gives up persuasion early.

Whether Yut be son-in-law, be recited, be pleased with the new house, and marry Desideria, it was only natural that we were going to persuade each other in mutual benefit.

There is also certainty that it would be better for the Marquis Halvani family to take him in than for the poor aristocrats to get him.

But I actually found out face-to-face.

His great sorcerer does not recognize the value of such things as status and honor as ordinary aristocrats value more than life.

And no matter how far this one goes, all I intend to do is... if I can stop the Great Mage from connecting. It was not foolish enough to think that it could be imposed against his will.

This would have been very fortunate for each other.

"But I look forward to seeing Lord Amaxa. I know you have something to think about, but I want Desi to be friendly with you."

The look belonged to my grandfather, who drowned his granddaughter, not a sense of duty to serve the country until earlier.

"Of course it is"

Even if we ultimately say no, we can't reject it altogether more than face-to-face. Ideally, without holding either good or bad, you didn't have any luck breaking up with me.

"What's wrong?

"No, it's nothing. Eat some Desi, too."

Speaking kindly to his returning granddaughter, he tries to figure out who the archmage Yut Amaxa is.

"Speaking of which, didn't Master Yut get horseback ridden in an adventurous trip?

'Cause in the dungeon, it's inconvenient the other way around'

"But didn't there also be a move?

Speaking of adventurers, it's an image of a crude abusive, but it's like asking a peasant or hunter for court manipulation, just to say that the world you live in is different.

Even with that understanding, there was something glowing about his intelligence.

"Yep. In that case, either invite the horse with a spell to pull the carriage or fly and travel in the sky......"

"Well, you don't get to ride the horse"

Don't you know or don't you want to know? I'm not sure about that, and I can point out as many strange parts in the light of the manipulation.

I guess I still don't feel uncomfortable because I have feelings for him to respect this one. Any courtesy should have had respect for the other person at first. Eventually, the mind was removed, and only motion and words were established and became the norm.

But I guess the only reason he's being respectful is because I'm older.

Yes, the Marquis was sure.

"Okay. Now, I'll make sure I get on the horse."

"Huh? No, that's..."

A visitor and adventurer, he is not a sheltered being by something called a country or nobility. Respectfully, there is no place for obedience.

Apart from actually being that conscious, for him, it's not that different from farmers, craftsmen, etc., such as our own existence.

It would be a very incredible value for an ordinary nobleman, but it is a fact.

This can still be seen on the battlefield.

If you try to be a soldier at the end, it's not the country that protects each other's lives, deposits their lives and replenishes them, a smaller unit: the field.

That eventually replaces the object of the soldiers' allegiance not with the royalty, but with the unit to which they belong and the commander who leads it - a phenomenon known as factionalization.

I can say that I noticed that because of my position as a general, and even if I were in the same position, I wouldn't even think of it if my eyes were cloudy.

If you misjudged his power and treated him roughly, you must have a painful handkerchief.

Even Marquis Halvani, who cannot say how familiar he is with the powers of the Great Mage, understood only that.

"Grandpa, then I'm going on a long ride with Master Yut."

"Not too much, don't be too shaky"

"You're rude now."

My granddaughter Desideria, on the other hand, had nothing to do with such worries.

First of all, he rode his horse around every woman, accepting without one disgusting face even when dressed like a man. This couldn't even be in the man she'd ever met - except blood ties.

And intelligent answers that were not available to men close by. If you're a great magician, you deserve it, but you've never put that on your nose.

"Let's start with practice."

"I knew it would..."

What's so much fun? Desideria expresses joy throughout her body and has a healthy smile. Yut has already lost his hips, and his smile is about to collapse, but he doesn't have the option to refuse.

In fact, I'm sure it's better to ride than not. Plus, if you're scared, you can't ride anything.

"If you put your left foot on the saddle, put your hand in the saddle and step through it with your right foot."

"That's about all I know......"

I know, apart from actually doing it.

Like I was told, even trying to ride a prepared deer-haired horse would be outfitted like falling out of balance along the way. I felt the horse's temperature and nostrils at close range.

(Horses, too, are creatures...)

I manage to sit in the saddle with such a commonplace sentiment.

"Are you all right?

"I can manage..."

"Good. Because I won't betray the practice. Besides, I've been on it since before I was ten."

"That's a special exception..."

Nevertheless, there is no way that Yut's physical abilities as an adventurer in the former football club are inferior to those of the average person. My surroundings are too out of standard, I'm just losing confidence.

"Try to tread only around the toe. Yes, then, lower your arms. Yeah, but don't pull it. Get it out front. Yes, that's fine. so that the reins and arms are in a straight line."

As I was giving directions to fly early in the arrow succession, my posture was corrected so as to naturally strain my chest, and my shoulder strength came out.

As a result, I managed to improve to the point where I could walk on my regular leg in about 2 hours.

"I didn't think you'd be able to ride in such a short time. Hey, it hurts to save your body."

"It's good."

"No, I guess it's a good way to teach"

"Oh no..."

Then, is the horse good too?

With some leeway, Yut is blinded by the view from the horse. More than usual, I feel fear and fresh surprise at the same time in my gaze many steps higher. Flying in the sky is also easy, but quite apart from that.

"Uh... So why don't we go outside the stable for a little while?"

Rock the three braids, Desideria leads by stepping out in front of Yut. The destination is the meadows that lie ahead through the woods.

When it comes to forests, it's not that deep, and it's trampled and made its way. There are no dangerous animals and there are no particular problems.

Yut couldn't even afford to have a conversation, but what a way to follow him for about 30 minutes with his constant legs.

"I like the scenery from here."

"... you're magnificent"

Through the woods, it's a meadow as far as you can see. Just at dusk there are unspoken natural forces in the grasslands that hang out and are colored by the sunset.

When Yut was a heaven-grass brave man, it was like a different landscape from what I saw on a daily basis.

Even if the world is different, are the original landscapes the same? I felt nostalgic for some reason.

"Dear Yut..."

Move next to Yut, who stops the movement, and Desideria never calls his name with willingness. Of course, it's still far from romantic emotion.

But she is also a daughter of nobility.

What matters is not if you have romantic feelings right now. After we get married, can we raise it and live together?

My grandfather told me that even when it came to matchmaking, it was a nominal one. But that doesn't matter.

She found Yut attractive to no other man.

He doesn't tell me to be a woman, he accepts who I am.

(That's the only one who makes me feel good about running...)

With such an unfounded certainty, Desideria opened her mouth - before uttering her words, she was struck down with Yut's hard voice.

"... Mr. Desideria, please step back"

"Master Yut?

It suddenly turned into a harsh look. Side of Yut.

Even though it takes my heart away from it, I tell the White Horse of my will, as I was told, and I take a few steps back.

"Gahhhhhhhh"

The reason was quickly found out.

"Dragon!?"

She is also a people of the Brewers.

From time to time, when a dragon descends into a person for no reason or cause, there is the knowledge that it will kill and plunder.

Still, it's a completely different dimension of the problem when it comes to whether you actually encounter it or not, and if you can deal with it.

The Red Dragon was encountered.

Ferocity, in cruelty, exists to pull out a group among dragons. The scourge of flying, 10 meters long, approaches us like a prey hunting raptor.

"Running away is... impossible"

With an earlier roar, the horse is solidified.

But I just don't panic. Speaking of evidence of proper training.

"With Val..."

Yut laughs bitterly at the possibility of accompanying a woman to the pageant. I just have to do it myself.

"Keep your eyes closed. In the meantime, I'll end it."

"Master Yut?

Desideria is confused by words she never thought she would. And with Yut becoming a man away from the saddle and the sky, it reaches its climax.

"Dear Yut!?"

Shake three braids and call out your name like a scream.

But he doesn't turn around.

"Not at all. Are you lucky or bad"

Yet again, Yut subtly distorts the edge of his mouth as he tries to intercept the Red Dragon in "Ranged Flight," which was still in the middle of its duration.

There will be many ways to look at it, but the most unhappy one is that dragon.

Red dragon 10 meters tall.

Speaking of humans, were you just growing up?

A man's body is easily shattered, and his giant claws destroy the walls, and exhale (braces) burn down every man.

Symbol of destruction. The decentralization of violence.

- There's nothing wrong with that.

"Gaaaaaaah"

"The Great Mage's Shield, Aegis of Archmage."

Simultaneously with the Exhale (Brace) attack, slash and tear the page from the spell document to activate a Defensive Spell. An invisible barrier blocks burning exhalation.

"Well, it's not a nuisance to pollute this meadow"

Physical spells must be prepared in advance for use on that day. First, today's yut had a mobile spell ready for this pageant.

Conversely, other spells don't care what you prepare.

Is it because of adventurer life that has lasted less than a year? Or to counteract monsters that suddenly appear? Nor is the attack spell unprepared.

No worries if you're ready.

"The Realm of Destruction, Sphere of Black"

Tear apart 8 spell documents and surround the Red Dragon.

Even if you don't know what kind of threat you're about to be exposed to, you try to escape the siege - but it won't come true with that giant.

The spell was completed and the page of the spell document turned into a black sphere to cover the Red Dragon. The duration is as short as a minute, so it's not like you can't come out.

However, in that interior, pure magic is raging wild and scattering what is inside. If you've snubbed that attack, you'll be able to get out alive.

"Are you all right, Desi!

"Uncle!

There, Marquis Halvani, who noticed the anomaly, appears on his horse. Yut continues to look at the Realm of Destruction as he puts his grandfather and grandson's embrace in his sight.

There was a difference in strength as much as the pros and amateurs, but it's not always going to win. I was particularly worried about it, but also worried about it.

When the duration passes and the Realm of Destruction disappears, at the same time, what was a Red Dragon falls into the meadow. The scales are pierced, the meat is cooked, and although the original form is kept, it looks miserable to see.

Around the end of the day, you won't mind leaving it to Lord Halvani.

Yut, who so decides to push his job on his own, slowly goes down to the ground.

"Master Yut. Are you all right?"

"Of course. You look okay, too."

Desideria and horses and. Then, he turns his gaze around to Marquis Halvani, and Yut utters his farewell words.

"Well, I'll be free"

"Dear Yut...?

"I don't think we need to be particularly vigilant because that dragon just seems to have appeared by chance"

Though the emergence of dragons and other monsters is not uncommon, they do not appear in large numbers for no reason. I suppose you know that, too, Marquis Halvani, who lives in this land.

The old general nodded down from his horse and took Yut's hand.

"Thank you for protecting my granddaughter. But I'm sorry, but I don't think we've talked about matchmaking."

"Well, naturally. I'm sorry, Master Desideria. So you didn't get along."

"Why, why..."

Unable to keep up with the developments, Desideria can only watch Yut turn back on his heels by forgetting to go down from the horse as well.

Without looking back, he disappeared under the spell of Moment (Teleport).

"Desi, do you really understand? You have to be that light to be with him."

In a year's time, it's more important than going home.

Heroes are always with danger.

If you don't have the power to get over it, you can't have a partner.

Desideria doesn't answer my grandfather's words.

I was just biting my lips hard and staring in the direction Yut disappeared.

"Won't Yut be a nobleman?

"... you can't be"

In response to Larsia's question, a dear friend - although I have nothing to say to her face - Yut swallowed the pie of chicken breast before answering her bluffing.

The food I ate at noon was also fully satisfying, but somehow, it tastes better now.

Returning from the Halvani Marquis manor, Yut was having dinner with his companions in a private room in a certain tavern.

"Shall I wrap this in a souvenir for Val and Arcia?"

"I should take more home"

"Are you going to eat with me? Jonah, make sure you eat right here."

"Tasty to pinch a bit when you get home"

Even so, Valtrude and Alcia are absent for explanations and procedures regarding the epistles to the Count - they rebuild and give disconnected houses because there was no precedent such as making adventurers count.

The other four of us, we were just getting together.

"Are you still going back to your hometown"

"I have that, and what do you do when you become a nobleman?

To that fundamental question, the Barbarian Warrior (Barbarian) Exile of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) has no words to answer.

"Well, so is that"

Renouncing the pursuit lightly, he hits a spare rib with well profited spices and pours that fat in with strong liquor.

This is also a shop that I have been working with since I was based in Wang Du as an adventurer.

The range of liquors and the quality of the dishes are enough to satisfy Yut. Not that it's the finest, but it has a higher rating than a restaurant that can't be drunk or eaten in style.

"Uh. Noble, huh? Living in some big mansion, spending the day caricaturally without working, eating good food, drinking good liquor, hunting every now and then, exploiting taxes."

"Nothing, you don't have to be noble, that's how much you can do. And stop assuming heavy taxes."

"Yeah, but Yut doesn't have dreams, does he? And you're not noble until you impose heavy taxes and there's a rebellion?

"If that was the standard in this world, I'd go and convince Val."

Said Yut as he breaded the remaining fat from the pie removal dish. When I was eating in Japan, I couldn't reach out in many ways, but I wasn't dissatisfied.

However, since I am anxious about raw water in terms of hygiene, I usually have to drink water with wine and so on, even after a year in this world (Brewers), I have not gotten used to it.

"So what will Yut do until he returns to his hometown?

"Right..."

To inquire from Albino's girl, Yut shuts his mouth. I am familiar with the fact that the stores also pay well for the yuts, and only come out with good ones.

So I clouded the words not because the wine didn't fit my mouth, but simply because I couldn't decide.

"I'm just stuck in a dungeon, and I don't really see this world around, so I guess I'll go on a journey"

"Is that it? You're not with Val?

"Why does that happen"

Send a tight gaze to Larsia, who smiles when she says she's not being honest.

"Not honest at all."

"What is it?"

"No, no, no, no, no. Yut's with us."

"That's sweet, Jonah. Yut is going to the land of oblivion with us."

"Really? Then we'll be together for a while."

"My path is set on its own."

Jonah, along with Valtrude and Alcia, was to go to the territory he would be given. Meanwhile, Larsia and Exile say they are leaving this Brewers and traveling to other material worlds that exist in parallel.

"If you go to the land of oblivion, you might not be able to come back by the time Obelisk's magic accumulates."

"Huh? Is that what our friendship was all about?

"It was like that"

"Why, does Jonah answer?

Yut also observes silence, as it is not particularly about correcting it. Instead, I'll wipe you around Dirty Yona's mouth with river fish soup.

"Larsia loves Yut."

"No, and. If I let you go on a journey by yourself, you'll feel good about the girl ahead of you, and I'll just regret it."

"It's personal. And you can't have that kind of event."

Anyway, I've been transferring to this Brewers for a year. There are no trials where such incidents have taken place.

- Yes, Yut thinks.

"Sure, that's worrying..."

"Okay. Exile old man, shall we deny there"

"So I'll take care of Yut, because I'll see to it with the Arsians"

"Oh well. Zanenda -"

"Why are you being like my take on it? And stop reading the bar."

But when I was told, I knew there was no plan after I fought the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

"Too much money is a problem."

If it doesn't make sense to work, just spare some time. And there's no entertainment in this world that you can pull off all the time.

"Adults, don't run territory with Val."

"I don't know..."

"What's the problem?

"It's usually annoying to push even though you're not asked to, right?

The surroundings were surrounded by silence.

To that overly unexpected word, no one else will carry on two sentences.

"... Yut is an occasional idiot"

"Exactly, Advocate."

"But Val is naughty, too"

"Oh well. So is that."

"I don't know, but I know they're accusing me"

Unpleasant swelled her cheeks, and Yut ate a thousand pieces of bread. Stiff and only salty. It's been a hard time swallowing, but now the opposite was convenient.

"Why, you kicked Beautiful Nanny's proposal back. If this isn't stupid, who's stupid?"

"Hmm. How do you know Mr. Desideria is beautiful?

"... noble ladies, they're all beautiful, aren't they? Am I right? Isn't it?

"It's Miller of Furfroom, I was just watching"

"My allies shot me!?"

"Because it's Yona..."

In the meantime, now I've decided to keep my peek to myself. Originally, I'm not particularly angry, and more importantly, because Valtrude wouldn't have seen me.

"Well, what. It's not what we say anyway, but for once, why don't we talk to Valtrude?

To that Exile's honesty, I can only nod.

But.

Valtrude and Arcia, who had returned to the house of the King's Capital earlier, were in the middle of some consultation in their rooms.

Frustrated with his nose, Yut ended up in bed without being able to say anything.

The next morning, the same. Valtrude, who came out of his room holding his head down, can only speak with a light voice.

"Valko, are you hungover?

"I'm not... I can't tell Yut"

Afterwards, there was also preparations for the Miyagi Ball to win their victory, which, unspeakably, was to be celebrated that night.

You're going to change your destiny a lot, that night.

It continues to a prologue.