Master of the brave.

Thick clouds covered the sky, hiding both the moonlight and the starlight.

Every time the wind blows through the woods, the leaves of the trees shrug, but the signs of the creature are not felt, and one bug's voice is not heard.

Suddenly, with the sound of Bo, four flames arose.

In the woods, a slightly formed square - illuminated by the flames - is the immense magic formation depicted in a full square. Flames are shaking in its quadrants, candlesticks positioned in exact positions east, west, north and south.

"Come and answer my call. It's a soul-screaming thing at the bottom of the underworld. Born more than the flesh of the dead, you abominable evil spirit... '

A good voice echoed through the woods.

One old man is chanting a spell in front of the magic formation.

With the chanting of that spell, the tattoos described in the magic formation began to shine red. The air vibrates, and the shadows of the surrounding trees shake as if it were a pneumonia.

'... respond to my call, but be good. Coming, but good. Open the door of the underworld, and I will call you here now...'

The red light of the magic formation shines strong at once.

Sudden winds, and thunderous sounds echo around.

The grass, which had grown in a place where the wind was brisk as soon as possible, withers away in sight.

Who summoned me?

A roaring voice from the bottom of the earth.

What emerged as floating in the center of the magic formation was a skeleton with a bone body with no skin or flesh wrapped around a shadowy robe. It also exceeds the average height of a person, a giant skeleton. From the lumbar bone there was no presence below, drifting through the air.

"I'm asking who summoned me."

The red light in the orbit dashed brightly, and again the skeleton asked.

If we embody something called death, wouldn't it look like this?

But the old man of the summoner opened his mouth as he took a step toward the summoned skeleton, as if he were not frightened.

"It's been a long time, Ruff"

Just one word.

But in one word, the skeleton - the robe of shadows wrapped around the ruffle - swayed.

I can't peek at that expression because of the skeleton, but if it were a man, he might have had a look of agitation.

'Oh... oh... that voice, you... no, you...'

Ruff lowered his posture and bowed his head.

'No way, whether you are manifested in this world or not. I beg your pardon.

Then why don't the other three come this way?

"I don't know about Ruleigh and Dunkun, but Freudine has drained a lot of power in the battle between the Demon King and the Brave, so nothing can be done for the moment."

"No way, even that Freudine. Then the succession of the Demon King... '

"That's why I summoned you. I hope so."

"Ohhhh......"

Ruff's voice trembled with the colour of joy.

'I have nothing to say to you. But what the hell do you look like...?

Once, when Ruff saw an old man - no, his own superior, he shouldn't have looked like this human being.

"From the time it manifested itself in this world, I began to take this look. It's surprisingly convenient."

'I see. So, what brings you to me this time?

"I want you to pretend that you have a contract with a magician to escort him."

"The Wizard..." Are you human?

"Yes, it would be humiliating for you, the namesake, to be used to a human extent, but I'd like to ask you to bend over there."

'What is a favor... how awe-inspiring. If it's an order, even with a human being, let's get this Ruff in service.'

"Thank you. Ruff."

"By the way..."

The red light in both eyes of Rufu blinks again.

"Do you want to dispose of the inferior organisms that are watching us from earlier? If it's an order, we'll get rid of it soon. '

At that moment, the haunting aura of Yangtze spread to the surrounding area.

The barely standing trees touching the aura rot away.

"Right, you've just come to this world because of it too. There's nothing you need to do, but you can get used to it a little bit with these people."

'Yes, I did. Let's meet your expectations.'

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The wind drifts with the smell of blowing death.

Forest trees, most important to the elves, wither and rot in an instant.

But now, there was no time to grieve for the dying forest.

We need to get back inside and reward the Elves as soon as possible.

Noticing an anomaly in the woods, Leesbelt, who led the warriors inside and left, found one human being nestled in a slightly open place as he tracked down the evil signs.

An old man with mixed gray hair.

A swallow tail outfit that I hear can be worn by those who serve in a noble capacity in the human world, unsuitable for the forest.

And in front of him was a huge magic formation that was dazzling the creepy red light.

Eventually the center of the magic formation - a skeleton wrapped around a black shadow appeared as the red light overflowed.

Unlike the high-ranking demon, the immortal demon, who was given negative vitality. The background is so thick that it looks distorted

"Oh, that..."

"The Demon Clan? How disastrous..."

"All of you, humans! How evil in our realm!

"imitate what you licked...... Mr. Leesbert, let us remind you of our power!

"Ma, wait! Ha, don't hurry..."

But what the warriors of the deviant elves saw was the blue-faced face of Leeds Belt, a leader who made him the best user in the inner world and a hundred wars of abrasion.

I trembled so much that the roots of my teeth didn't fit, I heard a bee in their ears. The voices raised to control them are also weak, and the hands are blubbering and trembling.

Incredible sight.

As a brave and resolute warrior, Leesbelt was single-handedly gathering the respect inside.

An experienced warrior, left in the midst of the loss of many ancient powerful men in the war against demons.

Many elf warriors who have now followed us here are great heroes to respect.

When he sees a human man who doesn't seem to be enough to take, he opens his eyes and is frightened and trembling.

"Oh, that's him... for sure. It was a monster then..."

Leesbelt's voice was trembling.

A cold sweat drips down my back.

An old man who makes the demon tribe feel dark.

Once, one demon clan devastated an elf's troops led by Leesbelt.

Without passing through the full attack of the elves, just as far as the killing was concerned, he eventually disappeared as if he'd gotten tired of it.

An unexpected skeleton of the old man circled his neck and turned to the bush where the elves lurked.

The wind didn't blow, but something that makes you feel dead pierces your body.

"To... escape..."

But sooner than Leeds Belt gives instructions -.

"Ah..."

The elf young man, whose upper body blew up as if it had exploded, who was at the forefront and watched how things were going.

Hot liquid swinging on your face. If I had circled my neck in a shabby motion, the meat mass that had kept its original shape would have snapped into the trunk of the great tree that had become a dead tree.

"Well, Mr. Ruff. One of the reasons I called you is for hunting them. However, what we need is the body.

Can you make sure you don't overdo it by killing me?

"Yes, sir."

The moment I heard that word, Leesbelt said,

"Spread out and run. Ooh!

I screamed just to rip my throat out, too.

Signal the voice, then scatter it through the woods, and the elves leave.

It's an elf, a forest dweller. Diseases on trees, as if running flat.

'I'm sorry. It might take a little time to finish off all the inferior organisms'

"No, apparently someone knew about me."

Elves who were giving instructions. Only one of the others distracted himself from the old man as he focused his attention on the ruffle who killed his companion.

"Maybe you saw it on some battlefield before. Because I haven't killed everything hostile. When that happens, this is my fault. It's not Mr. Ruff's fault."

"… ha"

"The fact that there were elves in this place should mean that their inside is nearby as well. When I saw the magic of the forest labyrinth, I had some idea, but it's just fine. Let them guide you there. Someone should go after the right one."

"Yes, sir."

The old man nodded at Ruff, who drooped his head respectfully.

"As I said earlier, don't overdo it. I want you to kill me with five bodies satisfied. Because it's going to be a good material."

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The day after I finished my interview in the Glades.

Winn, Leticia and Cornelia were visiting the Adventurer Guild to report their findings so far to Poulat.

At the end of the day, I hope the Alliance has some new information.

Locke was not accompanied.

He wanted to report his findings to Captain Lloyds, so he went out to a knighthood school where the Knights were.

Spill a scattered grudge on Winn in the state of flowers on both hands...

As the three dived through the guild door, they found Poulat at the front reception counter. He is talking to a party of several adventurers.

Apparently, he's giving an explanation to the adventurer's party about what he asked for.

At the reception counter in the Guild East Branch of the Simurgh Adventurer, there are three staff members at all times except at night, which, unlike when they came before, was much more crowded today. When I came before, I would sit next to both of Poulat, adventurers lined up only in front of the young female staff, with long queues.

And then Poulat looked at the busy looking girlfriends later, not helping them with anything else, but just looking at the paperwork in their spare time, but today, unlike the situation the other day, three more pairs of adventurer parties were waiting in order.

"This is going to take a while."

Winn said so, looking around in the guild.

The time was just around the time of finishing the morning, and there was a crowd of job-seeking adventurers in front of a billboard with requisitions on it.

On the other hand, if you are in a liquor store co-located with the guild, it seems that the time to crowd over for breakfast is over, and seats are available at several tables.

"Letty, I'm in line, so wait for Mr. Cornelia and me at the tavern for something to drink."

"Right. I can't help it if the three of you are in line, and I'll make you sweet on your brother's words."

"Yes."

Leticia, urging Cornelia, walks to the liquor store.

As Leticia and Cornelia crossed the hall, the inside of the guild crouched.

Walking with blonde hair, Leticia and Cornelia are distinct colors in the rough adventurer's guild.

The two of them and an adventurer about the same age as Winn, fortunately just around the corner, are dropping Bo off their backs on the spot. Nothing of that attitude was confined to that adventurer, but was seen everywhere in the Alliance.

Many see them as flickering, even if they sit at a table where Leticia and Cornelia are available. But some of them are turning their gaze to them differently than the young adventurer men watching the chills.

They are ancient stocks of the guild who know who Leticia is, many of whom are just looking away. Some skilled adventurers wanted to reach the old realm, but even they send a gaze of awe to Leticia Van Mavis.

Some of them know both Leticia and her face, and Leticia gently raises her hands and exchanges greetings with them. When I ordered myself and Cornelia's share of juice squeezed from my similarly familiar tavern husband, I had a light conversation.

The young adventurers are also envious of what they are doing.

The Adventurer's Guild, wrapped up in hustle and bustle until earlier, was set to have a little bit of heat, mainly Leticia and Cornelia.

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When the time had passed roughly half an hour in line, the order had finally turned to Wynn.

"Hey, Winn. Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Good morning, Mr. Poulat. You look busy today."

"Really? It's always like this."

Because he kept judging the adventurers as they stood, Poulat's face saw a slight colour of fatigue. Even while I was talking to Wynn, I was busily rolling a bunch of requisitions and dropping my eyes.

"Mr. Poulat when I came here before, it looked like you were free?

"It would have happened then"

As soon as Poulat said so, a young female employee sitting on the left and right glanced at him for a moment with eyes that blamed him.

We're the ones who are busy every day, and one way or another, today just happens to be busy including Poulat. That's what he wants to say.

Poulat laughed bitterly, coughing up one.

"So, what can I do for your guild today?

"I was wondering if there was any new information in the Guild since then regarding the report of the exorcist's abduction."

Poulat looked up when he heard Winn's words and stopped his hand wrapping around a bunch of requisitions.

"Hmm...... Then you shouldn't talk about it here. Looks like you should rent another private room upstairs."

Poulat snapped his nose, then with his left thumb let him show the liquor store.

"Those two are a little too conspicuous to talk about in this place. It's not the right place to tell a secret."

And when Poulat grinned at Winn,

"Can you please stop!?

Leticia's voice echoed throughout the guild, and Winn turned slightly toward the tavern.

"I'm sorry, but we don't have time for you guys to get drunk!

Seeing it, it is the adventurer wearing a pair of leather armor that is intertwined between Leticia and Cornelia.

All three of them are still young and old enough to be twenty years old at best.

As one of them approached the table where Leticia and Cornelia were sitting, he called out.

"Okay? About a cup. We just finished our big job yesterday and we have money. You're gonna hang out with us, and I'm gonna give you the luxury."

"Yes, yes. I'll give you anything you want, okay? I have money."

"If you hang out with us, I'm gonna make you feel good, okay?

Two of his people say, sitting in a chair.

Keep a wooden cup with barley in your hand.

As the word goes, there are plenty of dishes lined up on their surrounding tabletops, and several empty liquor bottles are already rolling.

Apparently, he kept drinking all night at the job launch.

When alcohol turned, now lust recruited me, and I guess I wanted to hold a woman.

All three had a nasty grin when they looked at Leticia and Cornelia from head to toe with a sticky gaze.

"Does using the Alliance liquor store mean you guys are adventurers or something?

No, an adventurer doesn't seem like a good fit for a woman like you. Maybe she's the lady from some famous house who admired the adventurer?

A young man who, with drunken momentum, does not give Leticia and Cornelia a gap to pinch his mouth, but keeps telling them to stand up.

Little by little I shrunk my distance from Leticia sitting in the chair and her face was crashing asleep. In contrast to them like that, Leticia's expression gradually becomes sword-soaked.

"That's right! I'll talk to you about our adventure tan. I'm sure you'll find this interesting."

The young man tries to turn his hand around Leticia's shoulder as he says.

Pasi!

Leticia pays off the hand.

"Dude, you're shaking me!

"What happened to Big Language Spectacular earlier!? You can gently drop the dictation, can't you?

"Shut up, you guys. Shut the fuck up!

Turning and yelling back at two of his fellow tears from his remote seat, he once again pasted a slight grin on his face.

"Hahaha, excuse me. Hey, don't be rude.

Look, you think you can put my face up and just hang out with me for a second.

Can she say something to this girl, too?

Turning to the young man, Cornelia looked surprised.

Growing up in the Imperial Palace, she has never had these experiences.

From earlier on, I watched Leticia being dictated to by the men somewhere else like HR.

That surprised me because suddenly a man called out to me, too.

"Uh, um..."

You saw the confused Cornelia, and you thought about wrapping it up here first, when the young man tried to complain even more verbally.

Excuse me. These girls are with me.

Winn finally got to their table there.

Grabbing the young man's shoulder, he creases and switches places with him, standing in front of Leticia and Cornelia.

"Hey, what the hell, you!

Soon, a circle of men was formed, trying to surround the tables of the young men and the tables of the Leticians.

Adventurers from all over the Alliance who noticed the noise were gathering for attention.

The thought of young adventurers and adventurers visiting from other towns made me look ahead. And the ancient Ginseng adventurers had pity on the youngsters and some interesting gaze.

Winn could hardly get to Leticia and Cornelia's table because he was prevented from going to those wild horses.

Most of all, what they won't do where they left it, but they can't leave it like that.

For Wynn, Leticia is as important as her flesh parents, and Cornelia is Wynn's protected master.

Besides, Winn isn't funny either.

"... brother"

Leticia squeaks happily when she sees Wynn's back. Cornelia also gave a relieved look.

"Hey, what are you? Are you trying to steal a woman?

They said, "I'm taking these girls."

Leticia and Cornelia's attitude softened openly with Winn's appearance. I guess that look the women showed was unnecessarily disturbing to the young people.

I've been staring hard at Winn.

"You're kidding me, you son of a bitch!

"We're talking first. Get out of my way!

"Who do you think we are!

When the fellow young men who were sitting also took their seats, they crammed into the win.

Seeing that, Leticia and Cornelia floated their hips, but Winn took control of it.

Winn looks back without being frightened.

From the power, even the three of us are going to be lightweight on their own.

Wild horses react differently to watch how things go.

Those who know about the Winns are flattered by things like, "Oh man," and those who don't know were irresponsibly stirring up young people in anticipation of a situation that was likely to develop into a quarrel over women.

Both Leticia and Cornelia put together atmospheres such as high ridge flowers that are unlikely to be reached by adventurers.

We beat Winn, who has both of them like that, and the wild horses cheered a lot on the youngsters.

One-touch, immediate atmosphere.

But...

"Yes, yes, that's it!

Poulat slapped his hand twice pampered as the wild horses rubbed him out of the circle of people at last with his thoughts.

"It's a bad fight in the guild, no? If you don't want to be punished even if you don't want to be removed, you can do so by both sides."

Says Poulat with a badly tired face.

It seems that the task of pulling the crippled legs and sewing them all together and between well-fitted adventurers drained more strength than you could have imagined.

I tried to make my way to a noisy place just like Winn, but I was able to go further behind Winn into the center of the rubbing.

"But Poulat. This guy tried to steal the woman I was speaking to first!?

"I don't take sides..."

Poulat sighed at the young man's claim.

"It's obvious which one is with them if you look at them, even when it comes to embezzlement."

Leticia and Cornelia also rise, standing to the left and right of Wynn.

"Besides, you guys still come to this town and the sun is shallow, but Winn is an adventurer who belongs to the guild here. That's pretty powerful, too.

And I know those daughters are with me. No, it's not just me. The old stock of this guild knows all about it. See? "

Several ancient stock adventurers snorted at Poulat's words with a grin.

Look at that. The young people shut up, too.

"Huh? I came home with a big job because of it. He told me to stop around here before I embarrassed him any more."

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The Viscount Hoffmine family is a prestigious family that leads to the head of the current Central Knights, a gateway to the Marquis Cliffdorf family. The possession also existed right next door.

Originally a division from the Kleifdorf Marquis, connected as far back as the lineage chart goes, but the difference with the Marquis, where the Viscount is the main house, is that the Viscount is a magical prestige, and some even produced courtroom demon mentors, a house in charge of the Marquis' magic department.

The main task of the Court Mage Corps is to study new magic, magic props, etc. if it is normal time. Also the analysis of the magic props excavated from the ancient magic and its ruins left behind by the ancient Kingdom of Lentheim, which boasted the largest prints in history. And it boasted the highest magic guidance technology no less than the Kingdom of Lentheim, such as the legacy analysis of the former Kingdom of Sein.

In times of war, the main task is to cover the Knights from the rear and develop strategic large-scale offensive magic and large-scale base defense magic through ritual magic.

In short, the Knights on the front line tend to regard and scorn them as a bunch of overhead, even though they are all important tasks involved in national policy because they do not stand on the arrow side of the enemy and their tasks in the rear are predominant. On the other hand, even those of the court magicians, the Knights have a tendency to scorn with a group that can only fight, and although the two do not even go as far as confrontation, they are not very close.

However, this structure was not confined to the Empire alone, but was large and small and visible in any country.

"Viscount Hoffmine's house..."

Lloyds, who was sitting deep in his chair and reading the report he received from Locke, puts his jaw on it as he joins his hands with both elbows on his desk to play more thought.

Kleifdorf Marquis House.

He is a great nobleman representing the Empire, known as Takemen's fame, who had a colony in the southern part of the Empire, not to mention.

The current lord's name is Welt van Kleifdorf.

Welt worships his general position as the leader of the Central Knights, the largest force in the Imperial Troops, and has tremendous speaking power, not only inside the army, but also in political terms.

And he took one man after another, and built the greatest faction of nobility in fame, and he was proud of his power.

In the context of the Cliffdorf Marquis becoming powerful so far, it is in the fact that Alexei, now emperor, has a strong guilt towards the Cliffdorf Marquis.

Lucrezia van Kleifdorf.

A person who was Welt's wife and a woman who was a royal of a certain small country, annexed by the Empire. Already deceased.

Even though he was born of the prestigious Kleifdorf family as a martial arts gate, the way in which Welt, with no great merit, came to have a strong say in the centre had the immense merit left by Lucrezia.

Alongside Lloyds and Kelvin's former boss, General Zaunas Van Reyfes, in the Allied Army against the Demonic Continent, the female general was called the Imperial Bi-perfection.

Both Lloyds and Kelvin had face-to-face knowledge of Lucrezia.

Contrary to its glorious war history, she was usually a woman with a serene personality.

But once on the battlefield, develop tactics with precise instructions.

He is an exceptional commander, especially in battle prevention and retreat, and thanks to Lucrezia many knights, soldiers, have been saved lives.

When I heard of her death, it was so much so that not only the Imperial Army, but all the Allied armies against the Demonic Continent, had served in mourning.

It was a very heavy name for the Empire, and a name of special significance, even from the Lloyds front-line returning humans.

Consequently, the forces of the anti-Cliffdorf are common in figures such as nobles and knights who have fought with Lucrezia on the front lines. Because the way Welt is doing it now just seems as if she's defiling her honor.

Currently, Welt, who has strengthened his voice inside the military, is showing further moves to strengthen his voice inside the Court Demon Corps as well

The vanguard is seen as the Viscount Hoffmine family, which Rock put up in his report.

And the Viscount Hoffmine family is a human being in opposite relation to the Knights.

The carriage crest that Locke saw, and the testimony of the men living in that slum, alone, must be said to make it tough for the Lloyds Platoon, not even the gendarmerie, to step from the front into the mansion of Viscount Hoffmine, a court magician and clean nobleman.

The opponent is a prestigious nobleman. It's not just the testimony of the inhabitants of the Glades, it's hard to cut them off without grasping solid evidence. Ambiguous evidence alone would lead to rebellion.

Even though, Lloyds is the man who was in the position of former deputy general Zaunas, the mastermind of the coup last year. If one mistake is made, there is also the possibility that disaster will spread to the territory of Elsted, which is a possession, being poked there.

There were reports that Kelvin, who threw him into the Glades, came into contact with a man believed to be the commander of an army that raided a settlement near the Petersian border.

I don't know if it would be linked to the kidnapping, and to the Kleifdorf Marquis, the Viscount Hoffmine, or even the Kingdom of Petersia, but it was while exposing Her Royal Highness to dangerous eyes, and even lowering her head to the head of the court demon and the Knights of the court to dive in.

I needed to grasp the results.

Lloyds opened his eyes and looked around the room.

The clerk's office, which is originally used for ten people of platoon capacity.

However, the Lloyds platoon, which does not remember well from the upper echelons of the Central Knights, has not been replenished and has only four subordinates.

(After all, was there ever an alignment of numbers...)

Lloyds smiled bitterly and took a piece of paperwork.

When he saw that document with Alfred's signature on it, Lloyds had a feeling that the time had come.

Zaunas, who was the superior officer of Lloyds and Kelvin, was more distant than he was because he didn't involve the two in the coup. And sooner or later, when Winn was pulled out as a squire, I thought this would happen.

Throw out the paperwork and open the bottom drawer of the desk. There were tons of letters packed inside. It was all a letter from the wives of the territory.

Lloyds sighs loudly as he takes the letter one by one.

(Apparently, for the time being, it is unlikely that we can hope for a peaceful life in the territory...)

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"Raymond? Did I mention Raymond, the court demon mentor?

Taking the Wins out of the noisy Adventurer Guild liquor store, Poulat led the three of them to a private room upstairs in the Guild. And he raised his voice as surprised by the name that came out of Wynn's mouth, which he began to talk about.

"Mr. Poulat, Raymond - do you know about Viscount Raymond Van Hoffmine?

"I don't know about that Hoffmine thing, but I do know about a court magician named Raymond.

I'm not the only one. You guys should know that too, right?

Poulat saw Wynn and Leticia.

Wynn and Leticia looked at each other unexpectedly, but they don't care about each other.

"I think Raymond Magic Instructor and I met for the first time when I first served as His Highness Cornelia's squire..."

Winn put on his arms and looked up at the ceiling and thought about it.

Whatever you think, Raymond and I should have met for the first time then. I don't remember seeing him before that. As far as Leticia was concerned, I only knew Raymond's face in the sketch that Rock had brought.

"When you first came out, that's a recent story, isn't it? Then I wonder if he's a different person from Raymond I know..."

Seeing the two reactions, Poulat snapped in a whisper as he seemed unsure.

"Um... what kind of benevolence is that Raymond demon mentor that he has a face-to-face with Master Poulat?

"Yeah... is this going to be seven or eight years ago?

Winn, Letty. You guys, remember the first job you ever partied with me to try?

"Laura, that's what you did when you met Leena."

When Winn said so, Poulat nodded.

Cornelia had heard the story from Winn before.

Talk about Winn and Leticia at a young age unwittingly knocking down the demon tribe that was in the dark.

He said he was in danger of putting the Empire in crisis because of the sense of crisis in the upper echelons of the Empire at the time. The truth was that the record had been altered by the upper echelons who feared its neglect would be discovered.

"At that time, there would have been the knights and the magicians who had been sent, wouldn't there? Raymond's name is Raymond."

"Damn!

Wynn raised her voice in surprise and Leticia looked out for her.

"You two didn't hear the name?

Speaking of which, Winn was asleep with injuries, and I don't know if you were in Letty because you were perfect for Winn and the crowd was intense......

Do you remember Mr. Ort and the others?

"I remember Mr. Olt."

Winn nodded, but Leticia looks in trouble.

Olt, Lewis, and Eliza.

With Winn and Leticia at an early age, and Poulat, who was still an adventurer, are the adventurers who were set to fight the Dog-headed Demon Clan.

A skilled adventurer party that worked mainly on exploring ruins and secrets, only recognised by truly capable adventurers.

After that incident, they never met after they had traveled.

"Hahaha...... I knew Letty didn't remember"

Leticia blushes when Poulat laughs at her.

When I was really young, Leticia was perfect for Wynn.

As I stuck with Winn and worked as an adventurer, some people became quite close to him, starting with Poulat, but still basically acted with Winn. No, that hasn't changed yet.

I just can't hold you as innocently as I did back then - but no, I'd like to if I could - but I do.

I remember what I did as a child as I was thinking, and Leticia turned red not only to her face, but to her neck muscles.

"In the battle against such demons as Verdalos, our adventurer's head was taken by Mr. Olt. He was talking to Mr. Raymond most of the time, and you were kids, even if you don't remember Mr. Raymond."

Winn was nine then. It was about seven years ago. It's no wonder you forget, even if you were listening to the magician's name at that time.

But even if I forgot my name, Winn had something to worry about.

"But, Mr. Poulat.

I'm sure Raymond's court magician and Viscount Raymond Van Hoffmine are different. "

I couldn't remember exactly what Raymond was like then, Winn, but he would still have been in his twenties.

And Raymond, whom I met at the Imperial Palace, was a thin young man in his mid-twenties or so. I don't think he's the same person.

"Hmmm... when I hear that, you sure look like someone else"

When Poulat also put his arms together, he roared.

"At the time of the incident, I heard that Master Raymond had been transferred to the aristocratic realm of the border, and that he might still be someone else."

"Um... then why don't you check the records at HR?

Cornelia, who was listening in silence, pinches her mouth.

"Office of Human Resources?

Cornelia nodded at Winn when she asked.

"Yes. Imperial nobility. And if you served the Empire, you should have all the records on the HR Bureau. I think we can find out if Master Poulat's alleged Raymond court demon mentor is His Royal Highness Viscount Raymond Van Hoffmine or the same person or not, in the HR Department."

"I see. But I wonder if HR will show us Knights humans the material of the court magician...... oh!

"Yes. If I apply, I think it's possible to view all the majority of HR records, right?

Cornelia Lau Route Lemursil, the First Empress of the Lemursil Empire, smiled, as I said.