Master of the brave.

"Hey, Winn"

Having completed his assignment as an associate knight (a job in the name of the chores of the orthodox knights), Rock spoke out when he found Winn standing alone with Potun in the hallway of the palace where the red carpet was laid.

Turning around like a win was played in that voice, he waves at me.

Admitting Rock's appearance, he had a distinctly horrible look on his face.

"Have you finished your work?"

"Ahhh, that? Isn't Lady Leticia with you?

"Master Cornelia's maid came and was taken first. I meant that you would send me another guide..."

"Then you'd better wait. If you move around poorly, you're going to go somewhere you can't go in."

"Right. I've never seen a palace before, and I'm restless."

Win looking around anxiously.

I didn't care when I was with Leticia, but the finesse of waiting alone.

I can't help but notice the gaze that can be directed from the court knights standing and guarding everywhere.

Wouldn't they be taken as suspicious?

That's the idea that crosses my mind.

As a matter of fact, they already knew Winn was the master of the brave, and the rumored whirlpool figure was in front of them, so they were just paying attention -

"But the guy who comes to the palace with a knight's school uniform, even though Her Royal Highness invited him to tea, would be about Wynn"

"There's no way I have any other clothes. If I had, I would have worn it during the previous feast. The most decent clothes were this."

"So I said I'd lend it or something."

"If I wear it, all the clothes will stand out and the contents will accompany me. Is that a true knight's dress that Rock is wearing?

"Yes, yes. I don't have a badge because I'm a quasi-knight. A quasi-knight is a choreographer."

"I still envy you. Wow."

Asshole.

Rock got spooked by a friend on the inside.

What's really amazing is that you're more than invited to a palace like this, not because of your identity or outfit, but because you're a civilian and have no particular power.

If you're not a senior nobleman, you won't even be invited.

You blunt bastard! Notice right there!

Wynn looking at Rock's dress with a genuinely enviable look.

How amazing the situation is right now - Rock smiled back bitterly at a friend who didn't know what was going on.

"I was just wondering about the gaze of the court knights..."

"If they think we're suspicious, they're taking us. Never mind."

"A court knight..."

Win stealing a court knight standing nearby.

"You admire it. I know you can't be Kingsguard, but I want to join the Knights of the Court."

"Well, you'll be fine. Maybe, I can be. Instead, the momentum to be made a Kingsguard if you suck"

"Really?

"With the support of Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess and the Duke's Lady, it's going to be all right."

As a royal family, you would want to keep Leticia, a brave man, tied to this country.

It would be more convenient to keep Winn at hand for that.

Because it's hard to imagine Leticia leaving beside Wynn, even after looking at how she's been.

The question is, may there be aristocrats who don't find that interesting?

"I wonder if it's true that rumors of dropping off knighthood recruitment from civilians"

"We're understaffed, so I don't think so. However, I think it would be subtle to be assigned to the Knights of the Court or the Kingsguard."

"Didn't I tell you earlier that I might even be a Kingsguard?

"Except for Winn. Master of the Brave, be aware?

"Is that so? Still, I don't know if the conductor..."

"Excuse me. Sorry I'm late. Mr. Rock Marine and Mr. Wynn Bird."

A woman, thought to be a samurai, called out to the two who were whispering to her uncomfortable.

"I have asked His Royal Highness to guide you. Please come this way."

When they look at each other, they walk out about after the samurai.

It's like a place without ties to a civilian named Palace.

Occasionally, no one and he were supposed to be of a higher standing than ourselves, unlike the thinkers working in this palace.

Still, Rock was intolerant because he was in and out of high-ranking aristocratic houses in the social world and elsewhere, but Winn, who had little experience with places like this, was overwhelmed, even remembering his breathlessness.

In a majestic atmosphere that drifts from time to time, the two walk silently about after the samurai.

Walking in the vast palace for a while, I heard multiple laughs and talks from the front.

It would be noble.

It is not the servant's clothes.

They were young aristocrats dressed in luxurious clothes by the time they were vibrant.

A samurai avoids by the hallway and paves the way.

Winn and Rock also retreated to the learning side.

I wondered if I was sorry to leave you alone, but one of the nobles stopped in front of the three of them.

"Hey, that's a face you don't see. Samurai, what are these guys? Is that your new servant?

"No, Lord Cornelia's guest, Mr. Rock Marine, and Mr. Win Bird."

"Oh, my God, you're a civilian."

A young nobleman who hears his name and puts on his face.

"Civilians? What are you invited by Her Royal Highness?

Hearing the voice of the youth nobility, the other nobles returned.

Rock smacks his tongue small so they don't find out.

- It's starting to stink.

"Wait. When I say Marine, it's that merchant's"

Do you know who he is?

Rock bows deeply as he steps forward.

"Yes. My name is Rock and I'm the second son of the Marine family. We're always here for you."

"Oh, Your Highness is taking care of this one."

Whether you are only in your twenties, a nobleman who has gained plenty of weight as if you were a toad and is a little lonely on the top of his head has broken up with the Marines and offered his hand.

"This, my Lord Earl of Elsted. Long time no see."

Ugh, sweat makes my hands messy. Feeling wary.

Though evil in his heart, Rock returns a handshake with a make-up laugh he cultivated from an early age only on his face.

This neighborhood is just from a merchant.

I was totally unwilling to inherit the house, but still this degree of art has been planted.

"This is Lord Rock, the son of that Marine family. His father has taken care of my family for a long time."

"I'm a young man, thank you for your patience."

When Locke put his hand on his chest, he carefully lowered his head again deeply following the method.

In contrast, the nobles only nod in an arrogant manner.

Apparently, Count Elsted of Toad Bald Fat was the most prestigious of these young nobles.

Then the others would be the Viscount or the Baron, or the Associate Baron, not the eldest son, or someone with a jazz position.

If Rock's vague memories are certain, Countess Ersted's palace sequence was high because of his countenance, but he should not have belonged to a major faction.

Pride is the grand splendid mansion on the territory.

I have heard that you boast about something and the mansion at the feast etc.

I was distressed by the gold, and as a nobleman I wore extravagant clothes but often wore the same things, and I also heard the shadows.

Among these chosen ones and those who pride themselves, those who have a lower position want to look down on those who are weaker than themselves.

Advice, one of them turned to Winn.

"Hey, what are you? Name it."

"My name is Win Bird, and I'm a knight school student"

imitate the lock and keep your head down without a scratch.

"What, civilians?"

Elstead punches his face as he punches his tongue.

Don't these guys care about civilians becoming knights, too, Tachi?

Many emotions in the aristocracy.

Rock floats a cold light somewhere and sees Elsted.

Observe the vessels of Elsted and the noble youth surrounding him, the people he cultivated at his parents' house as merchants.

Since you are a nobleman, if you seem to missee the person's abilities solely because you are a civilian and because of his or her birth status, whether it would be profitable to continue trading.

If Locke cares about that, it would also be possible to tell his father to narrow the deal and dry it up.

Even as a merchant, the Marines have so much power.

For example, I want to avoid doing business with unfavourable opponents, both as Marine people and for the servants I employ, even if I don't inherit the business of my parents.

"What a civilian is a cadet... is what has become a lamentable world. This is a palace, isn't it? It is not the kind of place where civilians and cavaliers come. Go home."

"Wait, My Lord Earl of Elsted. They are friends of Her Royal Highness, and Her Highness has invited them."

"Her Royal Highness?

The nobles flashed their faces simultaneously to the samurai who turned to reply to Wynn.

"What is His Highness thinking? Invite the stranger of such qualities into the palace. What are you going to do if something happens"

"Your Highness had a long life outside. If you can be a good educator around here, you'll be in trouble."

"Hey, you said a win there or something"

Count Elsted stands before Wynn, as if to represent them.

"No matter how many invitations from Her Royal Highness, it's hard to imagine civilians going to the palace. Isn't it muscular to say no for some reason?

Whoa, isn't it more rude for a civilian to turn down an invitation from Her Royal Highness?

While making a laugh, Rock accidentally put a scratch in his heart.

"No, but it's an invitation from Her Royal Highness, and I thought it would be rude to say no."

Winn also returns a similar objection to Rock's scratch.

but apparently that didn't bother me.

Elsted's face turned red.

"Try a crude phase in front of the royal family. When it comes to civilians, it applies the crime of disrespect. And you..."

Winn pointed to the dagger he had on his hips.

"Only noble people and Kingsguards can carry weapons in the palace! Can't you even venture that degree of common sense!

"No, this is..."

"We have determined that there is no problem with your dagger, and we have already obtained permission from Your Highness."

"That's not the problem! Shut up about the samurai."

"What are you going to do if something happens to the royal family when you admit possession of a weapon in something of uncharacteristic nature!

"Hello, this samurai too..."

"Shouldn't we let the Kingsguard know?

Nobles who can build momentum that is likely to be grasped by the samurai sheltering Wynn.

Soon the people who noticed the noise were paying attention to far-flung windows.

The Kingsguard knights standing everywhere are also noticing the noise and walking toward us.

After all, it's been a pain in the ass.

Rock tongues inside.

If this happens again, will you call Master Cornelia or Master Leticia to take it back?

When Rock thought so and asked someone if he could call either of them...

"What's the fuss?

Leticia stood there with a slightly angry look on her face, one of the people who was going to go and get Rock.