Ten minutes later.
"Well, if I have lunch every day, should I come here?
"Um, wait between glances. Let us treat you as free to come and go for a period of time. It's the least we can do to make this mess up."
Kings and Ataru facing each other between the sights. A smiling king answers Atar's question.
"Bye, Dranes. I'm looking forward to the afternoon tomorrow."
Speaking while being laughed at by a hoot and atal, Dranes, like the other knights, was lined up on the side of the red carpet, but borrowed shoulders from the next knight with a sly face.
"Wow, okay..."
The voice I returned also managed to squeeze. It would be as a result of Dranes' lapse that the gaze of the other knights turning to him is somewhere cold.
"Then we're going to pick up the inn, so it's time for you to let me go."
Ataru, who did all sorts of things, deliberately said no with a neat expression while using a respectful tone, then headed to the door where he came in.
"Um, I'll pay for the inn if you tell me tomorrow. I don't mind if you take the most expensive lodging."
To the king's words Atal dared raise his right hand without looking back and replied. If you've just come here, from the other heavy towns to Atal's unscrupulous attitude, what the hell! And no one could speak of it now that they had seen their strength, though their voice seemed to have been raised.
So much of what Dranes did was shameful and, if it were meant to be, punishable. I advised him to stop punishing me because Atal doesn't care about that at all.
I wondered with you how personable it is to shelter someone who said all that, but the next word can shatter that thought.
"'Cause if you don't have the power to move as much as you can, you're not gonna be able to find anything to give me, are you?... I don't think there's anything wrong with my opinion."
So Atar laughed, and the kings had no choice but to accept the opinion.
One line after finally leaving the castle was walking through the city, deciding to find an inn.
"Nevertheless, Master Atal was amazing earlier!
Even if it is Dranes, the knight of the castle. Rather than taking a pull against it, Ataru controlled it with fast and overwhelming strength. Caro praised Atal for his excitement.
"I always wondered what would happen because I'm fighting with it, but I knew Master Atal would be amazing to knock it down in no time!
Balkias also looks at Atar like he was impressed, probably waving his tail.
They both remembered Atal's sword moves when they fought Dranes. Atal was instantly settled with Dranes in such a move that he did not normally seem to be the one fighting with guns as his main focus.
"Really? I've always watched Carol move, and I've seen other swordsmen move a lot."
But I don't think that's a big deal. Ataru looks strange as he tilts his neck. Atal's demonic eye just looked good, not only could it read the magic flow, but it was also analyzing the motion at the same time.
"Well, without these eyes, it could have been my loss... but the result is my win"
If Dranes found out about this, he'd be dastardly again. It's going to make him obsessed with what, but Atal thought it was his own victory to harness his abilities.
"Sure! Even if you know how to fight, fighting changes depending on whether you can do it or not and whether you let it live. Mr. Dranez couldn't do that, and Master Atal could!
I've long made fists out of my chest. Caro thinks Atal's sword moves are better than his own, and Atal is still amazing! He seemed excited to think about it.
"Don't bother being so praised.... than that, what about that inn?
What Atal pointed out, both bittersweet and off-topic, was an inn classified as luxurious within this country. Overflowing with luxury from the exterior, all the guests entering and coming out were well-dressed aristocrats and merchants from other countries.
"Yay, that does sound expensive..."
Sure, the king said you don't have to worry about the amount, you can choose the high lodging, but Caro, who still can't escape his slave life, accidentally steps on two feet.
"I've never seen an inn like this before, but it's funny how it's the first time. If it's the kind of inn that kicks us out, you can report it to the king."
Atal is prepared to say how adventurers and other styles of people might even pay up front if they don't fit in with the inn. But that's why I was looking forward to seeing how it would react.
"Yay, come out with something yummy!
Balkias, with his nose ringing, expected more from the quality of his meal than from his luxury.
"Well, let's just go"
One line that keeps the carriage in the castle because I'm still going tomorrow, walks straight into the inn.
"Welcome"
Once inside, the innkeeper dressed in a tuxedo greets the attals with a fluffy, clean smile. One of his outfits. Very much. It shows that it is a high inn.
If you look around for a moment, there was a space full of elegance and cleanliness incomparable to the inn where a robber who had stopped by before came here would nest.
"I'd like to stay, is the room available? It's one of us."
Inform the clerk at the reception of the request. Balkias, the demon, also wants to be in the room, Atar was trying to figure out how to perceive that opinion.
"I understand. I'm going to make sure now."
However, as soon as the clerk thanked him without making a bad face, he went into the confirmation process. It was the moment I decided he was the one in charge of the Atals.
After a short wait he returned to the Athals.
"I've checked. There are a few vacancies for the room. The amount varies depending on the grade…"
"In the most expensive room, please"
The clerk bowed with a smile, not changing his expression at all, to Atar, who responded instantly without putting in his hair.
"I understand. We will be preparing the room for you for a moment. May I?
I was just talking about wanting you to accept that I can't guide you right away. I'm cleaning, but I think I'd like to make a final confirmation before the customer enters.
"Sure, I'll make you wait in the lobby."
I knew that was natural. When I nodded that Atal was fine, I moved to the empty couch that was in the lobby.
"Well, please wait."
Deeply thankful, he never hurried when he raised his face, but walked at a speed not too late, and headed upstairs to prepare.