"... Conditions? What? Also, are you trying to use a palliative hand?
Dranes, who thinks he's in an equal position, slanders Atal with an unpleasant grin.
"I'll make sure before then, what happens if we lose as a result of the confrontation?
No way, I don't think I just want to show strength, and Ataru, whose eyes narrowed softly, asks Dranes.
"If you lose, let us make a false report and make amends for the sin of deceiving us, headed by the king"
"Specifically?
Surroundings watching with inner nervousness as they make their way. Doranes often thinks back to Atal's questions about the pale.
"Hum, given all this big stuff, isn't it reasonable to serve a prison sentence or a few years in mining work? They're also suspected of bandits."
Dranez's remarks as if he were laughing at Ataru and the others.
The Atals did not hustle and tell that they had caught them from themselves. Barim, and came here because the king asked him to come. That's when you're treated like a sinner.
That's impossible if you normally think about it, and it was only a matter of time before someone pointed that out.
Copy that.
But before that, the atar replies with a floating attitude. Caro and Balkias, who were nearby, also nod silently.
"I'm glad you understood. Now get to the Knights training ground..."
Dranez tries to guide him to a place where he will duel while suppressing the look on his face that could loosen his grin if he gets caught off guard at all.
"Wait a minute, isn't that it?
But it is stopped by the words of Atal. In one of his words, he quieted down during a deliberate glance.
"... what?
One eyebrow on Dranes moves pickly just to say what the problem is.
"I... no, we asked them to take the bandits. You can't catch a criminal and leave him alone. And Barim came and took them. It's been a few days."
I don't know what you're trying to say. Dorranes listens to Atal as he looks at his face but explores his sincerity.
"We were supposed to be on our way back to this city because we received a request from him to come. Furthermore, I thought I would just report it, but in this way, I made a scene with the king. I mean, this happened because you did what you said."
The reactions were varied, including those who listened to Atal speaking with a sigh in his shoulders, and some who were in the line remembered his anger, and those who were convinced that he was indeed right.
"... what are you trying to say"
Coldly said, Dranes is frustrated by what Atal wants to say in the end, which he can't read.
"If we lose, a sinner, if we win, why don't we get you guys to do something about it?
When I heard that, Dranez gave me a surprise look. In his heart there was a simmering rage.
"Hey, what!?
"Hmm, yeah. The obsessed side has the disadvantage of sinner falling if it loses. Only the side who suggested it wouldn't be satisfied without anything."
In response to Atar's inquiry, it is the king's words that echo between his eyes as he roars low, nor can Dranes dispute this. Dranez pressed silently against his face like he had chewed down a bitter bug.
"Atal, what does your Lord want?
"... that's right, I want you to have something to satisfy us."
Atal replies with a grin even though he often thinks about it.
"Ha, you think it's satisfying? You're just a pretext for wanting to scare the money off something like that!
It was an appreciation for the poor adventurers for gold, the Atarles of Dranes who screamed to throw up and throw up.
"No, I don't want money. I have quite a few. By the way, I don't need any weapons or protective gear. Of course I have trouble getting a house or land or whatever, and I don't need people. And then you go around wisdom."
Most humans used to poke at the words of the claws as if they were naked.
"Don't be ridiculous! Then tell me what to prepare!
But the dranes of the day are filled with anger. He shouts out that the roundabout is intolerable.
"You just have to not lose, right?... What, you don't care if you're in jail or working in a mine? I'm just saying we need to get the goods ready. Don't you think that's a condition for breaking? No, we're the ones who lose if you're right in the first place, so you don't mind any terms, do you?
Sure, Atal was right, but still, Dranez seems dissatisfied, staring at Atal.
"... Dranes, aren't you sure you're going to win?
A king who sharpened his gaze on him like that asks quietly.
"Yes, no, NEVER THAT!! I will surely give victory to the King!
"Then isn't it good? Even on his terms."
"Yes..."
When the king tells you so, you have to drink. In such a state of mind and unacceptable, Dranes nodded and bowed his head.
"Yes, we have the purpose of going on a journey, so if we can't get the goods ready immediately, we'll have the cost of the stay that way.... I'll tell you what, don't worry, I won't put any difficulty in that if I can get something really convincing."
Doranes, who can't say anything to the words of an atar that blocks his opponent's end, toothpicks from remorse.
"Ha ha, that would be good. If your lords win, I will pay for your stay until Dranez can prepare his things. You should stay at the best inn in the city."
The king laughing big and happy naturally expected the Atals to win. Still, I won't stop Doranes from doing his foolishness because I had a desire for him with a strong nose column to hit the wall once.
"Eh... you guys are never staying at the inn! Come on, we've got a deal. We're going to the training ground!
Ataru and the others decide to follow Dranes's guide, which goes fast without hiding the frustration with his big crotch. Of course the kings were going to watch it, so it was a bit of a big move.