Looking in the direction Alexia pointed out, a noir with a glass in his hand sat down on the bench and was delayed in his thoughts.

Even as I approached him in an attempt to speak, Erica ran over and spoke to Noir before that.

"Mr. Noir... uh, I heard about your sister"

…………

"I'm not in a position to say something great... but don't let it bother you"

"... thanks... but I'm fine..."

Erica rubs her mind about the circumstances of Noir, which she finds out after it's all over, and Noir, on the contrary, is concerned about such Erica's distress.

Apparently, you both haven't noticed I'm nearby yet.

"I don't have a choice... it's something. I was settled... just... lucky..."

…………

Erica lays her face down sadly.

Noir looked up at Erica as she sat on the bench, letting her make a grin.

I'm not forced to laugh at you for not laughing.

I work hard for Erica, who is grieving about herself, for the act of 'making a smile', which she has been bad at for a long time.

"(Sounds like you should stay out of the way...)"

Stop talking and turn your heels back.

Garnett and Sakura thought the same thing, and they followed me without saying anything.

Just as we tried to get past the center of the festival, a cheerful voice stopped us.

"Ah! Mr. Luke! Sakura! And Mr. Garnett!

The Lord of Voices is Sylvia.

It looks like they're serving a variety of dishes at a table arranged in the square.

"Uh... maybe you're at work? Not the participants."

"You're more of an organizer. Our inn is working together."

Sylvia put the dish she was carrying on the table, and then turned to us and smiled frankly.

"Because I couldn't do anything while you guys were working hard for your lives. If you don't at least do what you can, I'm sorry I can't face you."

"Instead, as far as I'm concerned, I always think Sylvia's gonna take care of me."

"That's right, Sylvia. Instead, we were in a better position to give back our usual favors."

Sakura fully shares my opinion.

But Sylvia shook her neck to the side with clarity.

"It's a matter of our feelings. I'm really glad you said that, because I knew we wanted to be useful in a way that we were comfortable with."

Without hesitation, Sylvia speaks so well.

No matter how positive others are, it doesn't make sense if I'm not convinced - I've been willing to do the same with the same reasoning more than once.

So I had to say that I know exactly how Sylvia feels.

"I almost forgot. Hey Sakura, I actually tried to cook oriental dishes, but I was wondering if you could taste it"

"Oh, my God! I must let you try that!

Sylvia took the delightful Sakura back to the Spring Leaf Pavilion.

The only two people left behind were me and Garnett.

Alexia had resumed her stall tour at some point, and Noir and Erica are thriving on specialized topics in the corner of the square.

"Well, I'm here because of you, and we're gonna have fun, too."

"Right! We can take a day off tomorrow, so let's make as much noise as we want today."

Garnett, who seemed strangely happy, led me into the hustle and bustle of the festival.

- That night, an overnight meeting was taking place at the Royal Palace in the Kingdom of Westland.

The agenda was piled up so much as a mountain, but what disputed it in particular was the agenda around a certain adventurer.

"Then the treatment of Luke in the White Wolf Forest will be based on the following two proposals…"

Alfred, King of Westland, the man who partitions the meeting, looked over the floor as he told him so in a dignified voice.

All present are kingdom dignitaries and noble nobles.

It was those involved in the reign of the kingdom, both in fame, and those figures exchanged opinions, immediately naming Luke of the White Wolf Forest.

The current situation in which the Golden Tooth Knights and the Silver Wing Knights compete for the acquisition of Luke in the White Wolf Forest was a project that would have been desirable to resolve as moderately as possible, also in terms of deteriorating relations between the Knights.

"The first proposal. Execute the Knight's Medal in the name of our Kingsguard Knights of the Dragon King."

Following the remarks of King Alfred, the attendants speak one opinion after the other.

"I guess this is still it. If the Knights of the highest rank, the Knights of Westland's culminating Dragon King, are to be served, the other Knights can complain."

"But I've never taken a joiner from anywhere but my own. Whether to shake your head vertically or not."

"I would accept it if it were His Majesty's recommendation. As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to make another suggestion."

"It's unheard of everywhere!

Eventually, in anticipation of the settled debate among the attendants, King Alfred read out a second proposal.

"Second proposal. Establish the new Knights. It depends on future discussions, but assuming he's going to head himself up... right, did I just say the White Wolf Knights?"

The attendants whispered in a state of urgency.

Set aside for a while, the nobleman who called this proposal unprecedented opens his mouth.

"… Your Majesty. There is no precedent for the establishment of the new Knights."

"Say what. Our country would have just taken its present form over twenty years. The current Knights system is new in the meantime."

King Alfred denied the statement in a somewhat frightened manner.

"There is no precedent, not because it is not allowed. I just haven't tried to do it yet. There's no place in the Knights Charter for a text that forbids the establishment of a new Knights."

"but… there is also no text laying down the procedures for the establishment"

"Cases that do not fall under the text are left to the King's discretion... is that the arrangement?

Negative aristocrats shrugged in opposition.

After ascertaining that reaction, King Alfred looked over the floor again.

"It will be up to us at a future meeting to decide between the first and second proposals and which to adopt. I don't know if Drake, the Knights Commander, will accept it, and most importantly, we have to make sure that we have the will."

- Membership of the Kingsguard Knights of the Dragon King. Establishment of the new Knights.

No matter which way you fall, it's unprecedented.

The 'value' carried by a man named Luke in the White Wolf Forest continues to soar endlessly invisible, whether he wants it himself or not.

But he still doesn't know that fact.

He kept his exhausted body in the long chair of the liquor store at the festival celebrating the victory, and he was resting peacefully with the girl who was always beside him, unknowingly, shouldering each other.