- In this kingdom of Westland, a knight is a person with a special role.

Supervision over military activities and policing, the security of temples everywhere and important organisations that are part of the authority of the State.

The nominal rank is positioned lower than the lowest rank of the nobility, but it is said that substantive authority overtakes the concomitant nobility, and that even the higher knights approach the highest nobility.

A knight in the Kingdom of Westland is such a special title.

Naturally, those who wish to become knights say they will not cease to follow.

So how do you become a knight? The answer is even simple and clear.

If you take a recommendation from any of the Knights and the Royal Palace approves and epitomizes it, it will clear up and join the Knights.

The problem is how to get the Knights recommendations, but I can't say enough about all this because it's the discretion of each Knights.

Apprenticeship to an active knight, becoming an obedient knight after working down, recommended with training while working as an attendant… I hear this is the pattern that is most common.

If you aspire to be a knight on this course, he says you will almost certainly be accepted if you gain strength and are recommended.

Sometimes other knights' bodies are recommended without a download, or ordinary people with special achievements are recommended, but those recommendations are definitely scrutinized.

- Now, the knight candidate whose nomination was accepted that way can be a sunny knight by receiving the king's immediate medal.

But His Majesty the King is busy, and it is realistically difficult to devote time for one to carry out an epistemological ceremony.

Therefore, the form of a joint recital ceremony in which candidates recommended by each Knights are gathered in the Wang Capital and medals are given in bulk is currently employed.

Nevertheless - I never dreamed until last year that I would be participating in the reciprocal ceremony.

Exhale several deep breaths in one of the inns near the venue.

No matter how calm you try to calm down, tension doesn't loosen up.

Every time he moves, he realizes the difficulty of moving in the unfamiliar clothes, which makes his nerves unnecessarily tense.

Now I was getting ready at the nearest inn in the auditorium, the venue, to attend the joint recital ceremony.

Garnett suggested that we should use Argentian-owned properties, but they were all a distance from the auditorium, and most importantly, it would not be good to rely too much on the Silver Wings Knights.

Whatever, I'm not like the other Knights candidates, because they appreciate the new Knights instead of joining the existing Knights.

Even if I do look at the clock, little time has gone by.

The scheduled time to enter the venue is still ahead of us.

As we managed to get past the impending tension again, the door to the room was inadvertently knocked.

The innkeeper has spoken beforehand, so visiting the room is about an official of the Royal Palace or the Knights.

"... go ahead"

"Get out of my way. White Wolf's, are you ready?

You can't even mishear Garnett's voice.

It was me who turned to the door with a sense of relief, but what opened the door and came in was a poor girl dressed in a sunny costume.

"Ha! You're so nervous! You're the cat I was forced to wear!

"Oh, I'm surprised. I wondered where the young lady was getting lost, and it was you."

Hit back your candid thoughts as a counterattack to teasing.

This guy is the most effective than giving it back sarcastically poorly.

"I'm an Argentinian lady. I'm sorry you're not a classy lady."

Hands on the waist of the dress, Garnett walked into the room staring up at me in the light mix.

Today's garnet was not a juvenile outfit familiar to the eyes, but a gorgeously dressed outfit that everyone would have to look back at, even at the ball.

Costumes aren't the only things unusual.

The face, which is usually not cosmetic to become a boy, is now also elegant and useless, with an exceptional enhancement of good standing.

The back hair that I solved was also carefully passed through, and I could not feel the shards of manhood without even opening my mouth.

"By the way, that outfit, are you attending today in the name of your youngest daughter's maid (Alma), not the Silver Winged Knight (Garnet)?

"I'll be joining the new entrants to the joint recital ceremony. Not enough to bring back a knight dispatched far away, but you can't leave the Argentinian family alone."

"... but I'm actually new to attending as Miss Alma"

"Hmmm......!?

Garnett looking back in a hurry.

At the door stood Abigail, a maid dressed in black.

"If you had participated in the recital ceremony from time to time, you wouldn't have been treated like a deep-window courtier who was barely even known by the members"

"Oh man... I told you to wait downstairs!

Abigail's outfit today is not so-called service clothes, but black clothes designed to allow her to attend the ceremony as well.

Perhaps Abigail will also be attending the joint recital ceremony as an entourage of Alma, the Argentinian family's courtier.

"What, were you ordered to include me in the subject as well? I just wanted to be alone with Master Luke, but I've been ordered to wait for the others."

"If you know what I mean, why are you even here?"

"Was I correct... No, I was just wondering if your lady would not be fit to walk around by herself. The lady may be unfamiliar with such considerations..."

Garnett with a stuffy mouth cage, echoed by Abigail in just the right argument.

As always, watching the two interact makes me less familiar with the subordination relationship.

"... OK, so wait outside the room. That would be nice."

"I'm in awe. But with all due respect, I just want to say one thing. Ma'am...... have you complimented Master Luke on his dress?

"Ugh..."

Garnett got stuck in the words for a different reason than just now.

"It's about the lady, so I understand it's hard for you to say it face to face. But..."

"Yes, just wait outside!

Abigail was pushed out of her room by a hurried garnet and stared at us from the gap as she tried to shut the door herself.

"One last thing. The ceremony is about to begin, so there's nothing disturbing the food."

Eat a front kick of a garnet with enhanced skills and the door makes a loud noise and closes completely.

The skirt's hem is flashly disturbed just now because of it.

Wasn't it rather this kind of advice to action that Abigail was saying?

Garnett lifted her shoulders up and down to get her breathing ready and looked back more nervous than me earlier.

"... that, what. I don't think it's bad... when, you know, you're tall and you don't look great..."

"Oh, thanks..."

The initial tension is about to contagious to me, too.

I don't know if it was because of that, but the tension that preceded the epistemological ceremony had faded wonderfully.