Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

It was a space filled with black.

A room reached from an underground cavity where there was a huge obelisk, inside the castle and through the thought aisle. From the look of relaxation, I guess it's that woman - who named herself Verga - 's room.

Thinking about it, I don't feel comfortable the other way around.

Though he sat in his chair as recommended, Tengrass Brave looked around for a moment.

The walls, perhaps, are black stones, not concrete. The beautifully polished plane boasts a glossy beauty like lacquer paint.

The black carpet underfoot also seems luxurious because I don't know the material but I see it, and I'm so reluctant to step in with my shoes. For that reason, the brave man had subtly floated his legs.

Plus, it's natural to have a sandalwood table with a teacup that stands hot. Both the Japanese boy in uniform and her mistress's dress are black.

In the meantime, only the Lord's hair in the room smiling briskly is passionate red.

He was a brave man who could not help but notice the fact, but was drawn back to reality with the slutty voice she uttered.

"Again, should I introduce myself?"

Naturally, there's no denying it. He nodded silently.

"My concubine is Verga. Be a son of man and God, and reign over the empire."

There are people. There is a country. And there is God.

The mere words of the introduction gave me this information. The former two are fine, but the last one is the problem. "God." How do I receive that meaning? Should I ask for more information?

(No, you're introducing yourself too)

The question is shelved, and the brave man also gives his name to the beauty in front of him - Verga.

"Heavenly Grass Brave Man. The brave man is the name, and the heavenly grass is the last name. I'm just a high school student."

I tried to explain my surname and first name because I was an outsider to see it, but I don't know if it made sense. Anyway, I'm not sure how many words I'm talking to right now.

"Just like the nomads of the east."

The queen, who laughed sluttily as impressed, takes a beat and tells the rest.

"After all, Yut would be a visitor from a different world"

"A different world......"

Conclusion that was half assumed.

This is a truly falling answer rather than being told that it is the Earth of the past or the future. At least, I understood intuitively that this was not the planet.

As if it wasn't the first time.

Rather, it's more important that Verga called me by name.

"I accept it plainly."

"No, I think the surprise is just too big to be sure. If you're too close, you don't even know the size of the mountain."

"I see. It makes sense."

I can even forget to breathe temporarily to see the redhead beauty laughing fun. It was a disaster to be hidden from God, but I was fortunate in my misfortune to meet her.

Verga also takes the bland gaze of such a brave man.

"Next, Yut. I thought I'd ask you about the world."

"Oh...... Yes."

Even if it's a different world, it doesn't make mutual understanding either if we don't know the difference. As required, Yut talks about Japan on Earth.

environment, politics, technology, culture and history.

Verga has the guts to talk about it. Then he hits on the relationship with pleasure and asks questions.

By the time I had finished using the textbooks in the bag, the tea was completely chilled.

"I didn't understand everything, but there are different worlds, and they are quite different."

"After all, is that right..."

The brave man cannot hide his dismay in the words of Verga, who pours tea from his hands.

Most of all, that was a story I was prepared to tell at a time when I somehow knew what was going on in this room and didn't feel frigid calling it the Son of God.

"Hmm. Now it's the concubine's turn."

Verga talks about this lost world.

Hearing that, Yut was once again dismayed, and stunned.

As an image, but from the Middle Ages to recent times. Before and after the Renaissance when it comes to Europe. Japan seems to be close to the late Warring States period.

Of course, we are not developing exactly the same, and more importantly, there is something in this world that does not exist on Earth.

"The World of the Blue Covenant (Brewers). That's what the concubines call this world..."

(Brewers...... Blue...... noble...... words?

There was as much I wanted to know. But now, we have to concentrate on Verga's words. I don't even question the movement of such a mind, I stare at her like I'm going to eat in.

"As far as I've heard, there are five differences from the world of Yut. God, Magic, Fae, Monster... No, let's just say these are one. That is, mystery."

"Fantasy..."

I'm not too familiar with it, but I've played that hand game before. If I hadn't gotten lost in this world, they would have played such a game while my childhood friend was cooking.

He was exposed to a flood of information without being given any room for confusion, and the brave man looked up to heaven unexpectedly.

The same black ceiling as the wall. He gazes at it, closes his eyes, shakes his head and turns again to Verga.

We're not done talking yet.

"What's the other one?

"Ethics."

"Ethics...?

That's natural. Even Earth, justice changes in places and times.

(But I mean purposefully...)

The thoughts of the brave man were interrupted there. No, they made me.

A brilliant appearance that does not seem like a thing of the world spreads across his sight and is suddenly imminent. Long lashes, crushed eyes, and a neat face. A vibrant scent tickles his nostrils and exhales his cheeks.

The distance you're likely to hear, even the sound of your heart.

Even a bold intrusion into personal space can't return a word of bravery that has solidified my surprise.

"Kill, take, offend, kill. The powerful rule, and the powerless obey. That's why we're here."

"... a distopia. It's a terrible world."

"For the powerful, be it utopia"

Neither do the feelings he managed to squeeze out reach the red-haired empress.

Will the mighty meet the multitude of the weak? Or can the weak be spoiled and subjected to dominion from the strong? That's all the difference, Verga rounds it off.

"What do you think would have happened if you had been found by my subjects in general, other than concubines?

"Listening to that means..."

"Satirical."

She was in a good mood and put her lips in the brave man's ear.

"Good, slave. If it's bad, you'll get stuck..."

"Was he killed?

Verga smiled slutty and affirmed it.

Then, return to the original position and repeat the description.

"But it does. This was a blessing for both parties."

"Verga...... even for you?

"Verga"

"Huh?"

"Good in Verga"

Though I don't entirely understand it, she seems like an emperor. At least, I guess it's a high profile. Yet unexpected, such as being honored and pissed off.

But there was no moment's respite in front of her, which made her grumpy to see.

"Does Verga, too, benefit from finding me?

You're right.

smile. Then Verga affirms with a slutty voice. I don't know why, but it didn't seem like the wrong choice. The brave man exhales softly in his heart.

"Anyway, because Yut seems more like a visitor than any other land in the known world. I told you I was just a student, but even that's interesting"

"Well, that's understandable"

"Let's put it on the concubine's side first, and have him whisper even funny stories"

"Sounds like Arabian Night..."

Shalerzard, a storyteller, said he played a tale to the king over a thousand and one nights, connecting his life.

But if Verga's story was true, it might have been treated fairly mildly. If she gets lost on Earth and is known to be a resident of the fantasy world, it's not strange to be autopsied or experimented with.

"Hmm. Let's start with that Arabic night and..."

"Sire!"

The moment the story was about to come together, in the black room, another black appeared.

Speaking of prime ministers, I don't recall allowing you into the concubine's private room.

"Forgive me for being disrespectful. But if it matters to the Empire,"

Answer the man.

Brave men often forget to breathe.

Purple brown skin is good. But the luxurious man had a certain trait.

"My ears..."

It was a long time.

Impossible for humans, its characteristics.

Verga's appearance and atmosphere were also human apart, but the category was different from that.

"Never seen a dark elf before."

…………

The brave man nodded silently.

Such a merciful view of him, but Verga quickly turns his expression back to the intruder.

"Are you uncomfortable with putting Yut on the side of your concubine?

"It's a wise eye. It could be any spy."

"Then I'll keep it for a while. I would have told you there were not enough civilians. Use it thoroughly."

"But..."

Dark Elves - The descendants of the elves, fascinated by the Dark God, shifted their gaze to the visitor boy so that their hearts were not distracted by the Lord.

A man with dark hair, dressed in strange clothes.

For what you're doing, I'm not going to pull it off.

"Nice to meet you!

On the contrary, I've stood up and bowed my head.

Sherreylon Latetal, Chancellor of the Verga Empire, snorts in a grumpy manner. No, I was actually grumpy. Though there is no shortage of civilians, there is no sarcasm to use such things of the sea or of the mountains.

"Yes, sir."

But he is the empress's minister.

The dissatisfaction pushed him to death and lowered his head.

After a while, you can dispose of it. It's about the migratory Lord. In a month, you'll have forgotten such a man or something.

"Yut's room, as prepared next to the concubine"

"Sire!?"

"Then I'm gonna go check on you a few times, so you're gonna have to encourage me."

"Yes. Thank you."

In the meantime, the foundation of life could be secured.

To reassuring visitors, the smiling empress.

"As You Will, My Empress (My Empress)"

Sighing that it was a trouble at random, Dark Elf's prime minister responded as if to break into those two.

Thus begins the life of the Heavenly Grass Brave as Yut Amaxa.

Second time.

But there's only one person who knows that, life in another world.