Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Unfortunately, excuse me for this"

"See you at the Grand Competition!

- After a farewell greeting, the carriage heads further west.

In the end, I couldn't leave as planned and traveled about two days late.

(If I hadn't helped run the territory, would Falve have been such a city too...)

The unexpected feeling of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) shuddering his shoulders at the if of history is left behind, and surprisingly, the journey ahead from there is smooth itself.

Sometimes the convoy replaced at Regrax was strong, arriving at Lutetia, the capital of Shinto, as originally planned.

Seneca II ruled. There, it was a beautiful city.

At least I don't see one piece of garbage on the front street where the Yuts went by carriage. Such a clean town would be about Falve in the Brewers.

Not so far, even in the city where Yut and Akane were born and raised.

Or, I'm not forcing you to do that if you look at the faces of the residents on the road. Everyone was alive and full of joy.

Also beautiful is the sight of the white Asian buildings neatly lined up.

Is it determined by law that the buildings are all two-storey and similar in structure? Artificial streets, like building blocks and blocks lined up.

At first glance, it also looks uniquely......

"The whole city has become one temple."

"I see. You know what?"

Yut realizes the designer's intentions when he sees the sight of the beautiful and radiant Kanto reflecting the light of the sun rising to Jomtien from "Phantom Carriage", the first carriage of ashes.

Even though it was different, Valtrude, who serves God, also nodded convincingly.

"You look like a poet to me."

But Lutetia, majestic and even dignified, did not seem to extend to the sensibilities of the meadow race (Magner).

A few days ago, I mock Yut back in the morning with the same mouth, sounding funny.

"It's on you. Apologize to the poets of the whole world. And me, too."

"What? To Yut, hey..."

"Okay. Then go around the world and apologize to the poet."

"What's that unexpected development? That's crazy."

"Goodbye, Larsia"

"Oh, yeah? Yona, isn't it cold?

Apparently, the meadow race wasn't the only one whose majesty didn't make sense in Shinto.

Such, as strangely as ever, when he saw the friendly Yuuts, Valtrude sighed small.

"Totally. A little nervous..."

"Val isn't nervous, either, is he?

"Well, that's true."

An international splendid, golden temple.

It was only about 15 minutes after that that that we arrived at the Grand Temple of Fermina, where Seneca II, the Divine King, lives, in the heart of Lutetia.

"This is brilliant stuff."

"Oh. It doesn't seem like a greenhouse."

Yut hits on Valtrude with admiration for the colorful flowers that bloom in the courtyard. However, is the difference between a man and a woman a slightly pale reaction compared to her loving wife?

No, if you look at the albino girl, who is strange but indifferent, you may not be able to say all the same.

Wearing magical silver (Mithral) all-body armor, Valtrude leads the way through a courtyard full of out-of-season flowers.

It was previously the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who faced each other as an escort for Seneca II. You can't go wrong with that shiny blonde armor and the long blonde hair for a man.

Its diocesan knights give solemn directions, without any particular disarming, including Valtrude. Is it trusted? Or maybe he's showing the pose of trusting.

Besides, with Exile's powers and Yona's superpowers (Psyonic Power), we can't even talk about keeping a weapon with a half-breed opponent.

"This way."

It was in front of a door with elaborate sculptures that the guided Cathedral Knight stopped.

Chapel of the Divine King.

It should be called by a different name when the Archbishop of Lutetia is not the King of God, but it is now the castle of Seneca II, and it is also a kind of private space that you cannot enter without her permission.

That is no exception to the Cathedral Knight, the guardian of Seneca II.

"Your Majesty awaits you"

A blonde man with golden armor and stretches out to his back bows his head and invites the Valtrudes to the chapel.

"I took care of you"

At a glance at the man, Valtrude stepped dignified inside.

Besides, it continues in the order of Yut, Larsia, Jonah, Arsia and Exile.

"... heh. That's good."

A species of meadow with a view of the interior with plenty of stained glass as they hear the door closing behind them. There are also valuable religious paintings on the wall, but it shouldn't be a statement as a bandit (Rogue).

In addition, the temple in the back is carved with the sacred mark of Fermina, the sun god, resting on a statue stunning enough to breathe unexpectedly.

But there is no god king there.

In the middle of the chapel. In the place where the light gathered, there was Seneca II, king of God.

"Long time no see, Valtrude, Yut, Arcia"

Braided chestnut hair glitters in the light. It is a more precious treasure than gold of the same weight, and the long hair stretching up to the candle must be cared for with love and sincerity by many humans.

The large almond-shaped eyes are going to be sucked in unexpectedly, and the nosebeams draw perfect lines, making neat beauty a reality as if the gods had shaped themselves.

"And I'll be the first to see you, Dear Exile, Larsia and Yona. My name is Seneca, and I am the Divine King of the Kingdom of the Chronica."

A refreshing voice that washes and purifies the hearts of those who listen.

I can't think of working against her with just one word, etc., and if there were an adversary, it would be an immediate transformation.

"A polite greeting, painful. Valtrude Istas."

But the Hellenic Virgin, who replied on behalf of her, was also full of charm (charisma).

Its Rin voice is a heavenly tone.

While being as good as a samurai, it also makes a woman feel soft.

Looking from the front, without presumpting that the opponent would be the King of God, its prestigious standing reminds me of the goddess of war who presides over justice.

Rotten and magnificent.

A rare being that combines two things, beauty and martial arts, which are also the best.

That was Yut's beloved Valtrude.

Seneca must ask you not to hit her.

"I understand. Let's hear it."

In a space where the average of beauty has risen to the highest in the world over time, Valtrude, who has been the biggest factor pushed up, immediately responds and tries to move on to single-minded.

"Are you sure...?

To this, Seneca II, who was smiling flashly, also raised the question to an outstanding appearance.

The fact that there is no disagreement from the Yuts, while the speed of that decision is also increased, is also a cause of this.

"Of course. You've already received your reward."

Originally, this visit began with the rental of the secrets of Heritage (Relic) Du Commerce.

I smiled and nodded gladly when I remembered when I was given this new sword of love, tapping on the pattern of the heavenly mounted sword (White Knight) that I was allowed to bring in.

"Thank you. But if you listened to Seneca and she didn't think it was right for you, you can just leave."

"That's... let's actually hear it before we decide. Well, that won't happen."

Pushed on his back by Valtrude's dependable words, he raised his face, which was in a leaning position, and gazed at each and every one of them.

"Why did you say such a thing? This is because the request you're about to make is irrelevant and selfish."

Yet again, with a forethought, Seneca II, the Divine King, speaks out.

"This kingdom of God has numerous blessings from the honorable. At its core is the protection of Fermina, the Sun God. As a result, the weather has stabilized and crop yields have increased by a few dozen percent over other lands…"

Is it hard to talk or hard to admit?

For once, the King of God separates the Word.

But there's no point stopping it here.

Deciding to do so, Seneca II opened those poor lips.

"In recent years, its protection has been thin."

Shocking.

Confession that would be good to describe. Of course he is individualistic and has his own thoughts, but I can only remember the amazement that he has actually traveled through the Kingdom of the Chronica God and cannot be interrupted by other personnel.

"Of course we performed various sacrifices, but we have only been able to slow down that reduction. It's not that we're not out of work, it's not that we're starving..."

"I'm worried about the devastation of our hearts."

Valtrude spoke of the essence of the problem.

(Exactly, that's a good idea)

Yut, in a step back position, was honestly impressed.

under the protection of the gods.

It is the identity of the Cronican kingdom of God. It was also common from the upper to lower levels of the state. If that rocks, the kingdom of the Kronika gods, close to federalism, can be divided.

At least, social anxiety will increase.

In that case, can the priests, who should comfort the people, also remain in their ordinary hearts?

(Not instantly...... No, you called us before you stuffed it in full)

But couldn't it be handled internally without the risk of communicating what could also be called such a state secret to human beings in other countries? And what is the cause in the first place?

The King of God hasn't told us everything yet.

"But what's the cause?

"I don't know. The connection with Fermina God is felt unchanged. Therefore, there should be no such thing as abandonment."

The white, little hand of the heavenly gripped King of God trembles.

I guess that's just to put it into words as a hypothesis and feel fear.

It was difficult to empathize with Yut, but I could imagine Valtrude when I first visited Earth.

"As a testament to that...... Master Yut"

"... what is it?

I accidentally pointed at myself and said, "Me? I almost heard," but I manage to restrain myself and abide by minimum courtesies.

It may not be something you care about in a situation that can be described as an almost private meeting, but you have to avoid being a bad example for Yona.

"The Fermina God has also entrusted you to lend the secrets of Ducommerce and rely on its power"

"I'm not going to say it's unfair because they didn't hear the second half, etc. If it weren't for that book, we wouldn't have been able to wave the major players and have a ceremony with Valtrude."

I am not defending Seneca II. This was the true story of Yut.

I wouldn't have been able to make a grand proposal if it weren't for as many swords as the Heavenly Mounted Sword, and I don't know if I could have gotten rid of the Unslain Sword Demon.

In that sense, now this is the side to give back.

"Thank you"

God the King to express his apologies with an extinct smile that melts the hearts of the beholder and also breaks his friendship.

Yut took it flat - but with Achilles tendon kicked from Yona, it may not have been entirely poker face.

"Seneca's request is, in short, an escort"

Exile grabbing the root of the Albino girl - she moved first that we can't let Alcia do it - and so on, the King of God slowly told her, as if it didn't exist.

"Lutetia, no, in the basement of this great temple of Fermina, there is the 'True Festival Palace'. Other than generations of god kings and archbishops of the Great Temple of Fermina, it's like a sanctuary that knows only a few sides exist...... There, I'd like you to deliver this seneca. Hopefully, tomorrow."

"... that's okay"

Yuut's teething, which corresponds on behalf of Valtrude in the flow, is bad.

That too, of course.

It's a sudden story of leaving tomorrow, but I don't mind that. As an adventurer, and after that, I'm used to sudden things.

Problem is, destination.

"True Festival Palace" that it is underground. So do we also ritualize to resurrect fruit, or do we get a clearer divinity?

I don't know the details, and I guess there's nothing to reveal at this stage, but there's no question it's an action to solve the problem.

Because, instead of serving other gods, let us invite them to places where even secrets and secrets are supposed to be, even human beings who do not have a decent faith? Even if it's better over there, this one gets carried away.

"Don't worry about it. This is what I'm asking for. Besides, only a woman or a married man is required to step into the True Festival Palace. The Great One doesn't care about anything. It's just that people are deified and distancing themselves."

"That is indeed..."

I recall the actions of the Divine Body (Avatar) that descended on the Falve and I am more convinced than the sea.

That was the same not only for Yut - even Valtrude and Arsia.

"How about that?

"I understand. Let us bathe in the honor of protecting and serving the King of God."

I dare not ask for the details of the escort, and I swear that the Holy Virgin of Helenonia will protect the witch of the Sun God.

And there is no more disagreement than Valtrude (the leader) has decided.

I guess I was still anxious.

A divine king who hears the word of consent smiles like a flower blooming in the spring.

The talks, which could be described as beauty competitions on earth, thus ended.