"You, you've been stuffing around here forever."

At the end of one day's opening hours, as I was working on the relevant documents for the establishment of the Knights headquarters at my desk for office, I was spoken to by Garnett with a mixed voice of disquiet and concern.

"You don't pack too many roots. You can swing at me or Noir for paperwork."

Garnett put the freshly brewed herbal tea on the desk, then brought a chair and sat down next to me.

"Thanks. But I knew I had to do what I could."

"What are you talking about, stupid?"

Garnet's fingers play my forehead back.

"It's also the role of the Knights to assign jobs to their men. I'll do everything from corner to corner. You must be the captain, or you'll die if you're being disciplined."

"... Garnet"

"When, have you not told me before? No, you said... either way, that's the same thing. I left it to Noir to do the paperwork involved in running the store. Let the Knights feel good."

Stop working hands and exhale phew briefly.

Garnett is certainly right.

It would be a big deal if I felt too much because of how responsible I am.

If I blunt my judgment on the burdens piled up in front of me and forget to rely on my people, I'm done.

"... bad. Well, can you ask me to check the paperwork over here? Make sure there's no missing entries."

"Whoa, let it be. Even I'm a knight's end. I do a lot of paperwork."

"Are you good at that, too"

"No? Don't be honest. Unless, of course, you're asking me to."

Garnett laughed well and began to look at a bunch of paperwork next to me.

It was a strange thing, and I was feeling extraordinarily easier than when I was working silently on my own.

That wasn't just an immediate reason for the reduced workload - and of course for that reason - but the situation that this guy would be next to me felt greater than anything else.

By analogy, I was offered a dazzling lantern where I was walking in the dark, where I couldn't see a step ahead.

I'm glad to see that brightness and warmth are at hand more than dark paths can illuminate.

"... well, someone's here."

The two of us cleaned up our paperwork for a while, and I thought I'd be finishing up my share of the day soon, arrow tips, the sound of a casual door being knocked lightly by accident.

Garnett taking his seat as a matter of course and going to see how it goes.

Slightly, Garnett's surprising voice and the voice of an unknown woman whose contents are inaudible reach her ears.

"Amen? Who is it, Temehe?"

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"Is that true? Then it's about one of the references..."

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"... you look real. Wait a minute."

I was just beginning to wonder what the hell was going on, and Garnett came back to the living room all by herself, pointing her raised thumb over her shoulder towards the unscrupulous one.

"I hear a knight from the Neon Scale is here to say hello. I have references to the Royal Palace and the Knights."

"What?

While I'm surprised by the unexpected, I decide to have him come into the house to listen to me for now.

It was a slightly skinny woman wearing a separate cloak of travel clothes and a white headscarf (hood).

"I'll see you first. I was sent by the Knights of the Neon Scale. My name is Hildo Armyfield."

"You're Sir Hild. I'm Luke Whitewolf from the White Wolf Forest. This is Garnett Argentia of the Silver Wings Knights"

As we introduced ourselves to each other, Garnett poked us from side to side with her elbows.

"What are you going to do when the Knight Commander is in awe? You're supposed to be grand."

"I don't care what you say..."

In front of an unusual exchange between me and Garnett, under a white headscarf (hood), Hild grinned with a crease and quickly caught a glimpse of his true face.

"Excuse me. I apologize for being abrupt, but I actually have one thing to apologize for. The original visit is due after tomorrow, and it's at my discretion to interrupt this evening."

…… How the hell did that happen again? "

"On the original scheduled date of the visit, my companions… because the clerics belonging to Honeysuckle were also to be present to perform a sacrifice tailored to the beliefs of seconded personnel from each Knights"

Hild took off his white headscarf (hood) as he spoke, revealing the face underneath it - no, the hidden side (...) head (...).

What was there were long, pointed, thin ears.

It was undoubtedly a physical trait of the elves.

"... Huh!

"Please wait!

Even as Garnett cracked in front of me quickly, Hild expressed his unwillingness to spread his arms and do harm, as if he had anticipated this reaction.

"I was chased by the Northern Tree Sea Federation…" The Fairy Home of White Asia ". He fled to this country and was officially recognized as His Majesty's subjects. His Majesty the King and Captain Angelica know everything."

"An exile? It's not uncommon to be mixed up with a knight, but it's the first time you've heard of an elf defector."

"I am aware that there are no other examples. I hid my ears, and thus interrupted my companions in silence, because many people don't feel comfortable knowing who I am"

After observing Hild's words and attitude with care, Garnett snorted and stepped back.

The one-touch instant air also subsided, and Hild stroked his chest down in a relieved manner.

"I didn't bother to tell us the truth because it's dishonest to hide who you are... and that doesn't seem like the only reason. Doesn't that make any other sense?

"You are right about wisdom. And that's why I volunteered for this mission."

Serious Hildo's eyes look slightly up at my face.

While the same elf, the atmosphere is distinctly different from that of Congressman Ayle of the Northern Tree Sea Union.

That one was just shaped like a human being, creating something like an unwiped foreign body, but this one feels close to a bloody human being.

"Ayr Sethroomnil that the lord of the regiment met...... to unravel the history kept secret by the high elves, including her. That's my purpose, and that's why I volunteered for this mission."