That's how we followed the prescribed procedure into the royal palace and visited the office of the Duke of Kingswell.

"Excuse me."

"Despite all the sudden calls, you've come a lot. Congratulations on your official appointment, Luke in the White Wolf Forest... No, you should call me Lord Luke from now on"

A little old man welcomes us in while we sit in the concierge.

The desk is occupied by mountainous paperwork, and it doesn't seem like we have time to deal with it.

"Hmm, but just the two of your men? I thought maybe the other one could come."

"Only the two of us here have decided to be seconded at the moment,"

"I see that the candidature for Ziju did not come to this decision? Well, let's just get down to business."

The Duke of Kingswell did a light job celebrating his reign, making space except for the paperwork in the center of his desk, where he put his elbow.

I just said it could end with just a greeting, but apparently that was a hassle.

"A knight of the Neon Scale based on the type of robe you didn't see before?

"Yes! My name is Hild Armyfield. Forgive me if I cannot remove my robe in your presence for reasons of faith."

The real reason why I can't take my robe off is to hide the elf-specific pointy ears, not faith, etc., but the Duke listened carefully in a way he didn't even care.

"I don't mind. The fact that the neon scales send knights outside the temple would be a dispatch for a large research purpose. The research on the gods is also in their hands. It's convenient for me, too."

And the Duke cut out the reason why he called us.

"Forget the Ripper of the Night case? The Hound Murder that caused the King's Capital to noise... is one that your Lord has led you to solve. An active or retired A-rank adventurer who is its victim. The hypothesis of why they were targeted has finally solidified"

You can't forget.

A serial killer, the Ripper of the Night (Night Ripper), who unbroke the body of the victim.

Its identity was an automatic doll that could not be manufactured in modern civilization - a high-performance golem with its own self, and the reason it tore the body apart was to mislead the identity of the human being we had become and to prevent it from being noticed by replacement.

Because the weapon was made of Mithril, it was considered to be a distant substitute for the exquisite doll with self (Golem), and the relationship between ancient magic civilization and the "true enemy of the Demon King's Army" lurking behind the "Millennial Corridor of Narrow" and "The Realm of Demon King's Castle" -

"All victims are adventurers who have challenged to the 'Millennium Corridor of Naruto' in the past..."

- That hypothesis becomes even more robust, and -

"... was an adventurer who was hired by my fool brother to challenge the labyrinth"

- It developed into a realm more stepped into than ever before.

"Wait, my lord. Does that mean that the Night Ripper saw the target to be attacked based on information from your brother?"

"That's just quick to understand. It is no wonder that my fool brother, who was never informed in the labyrinth, was captured by forces lurking underground."

"On top of that, if you have any information that's inconvenient to them (...) and (...) they (...) killed the adventurer from one end to the other..."

"I'm not ashamed."

The Duke shook his neck sideways, sighing.

Is the mood behind the reaction guilty?

"But this information was on the agenda shortly after the Night Ripper case was solved. It was only a matter of formality that I should convey to the Lord."

This was the first story I've heard, but the judgment itself is convincing.

The case resolution came after I reported that I would undertake the New Knights case, and perhaps at that point, the contents of the official duties assigned to the New Knights had already been reviewed.

Then we can say that it is a very natural idea to think 'more information will be formally delivered as soon as the process is over'.

"Naturally, I didn't invoke the Lord just to convey such old information. There's nothing I really want to tell you."

The Duke moved his gaze from a pile of documents piled up on his desk to a subtle hild as he pulled out a bunch of notebook sizes.

"With the official inauguration of the White Wolf Knights, the task of investigating the deep underground and ancient magical civilizations of Demon King's Castle was to be transferred to the Knights led by your Lord. And inevitably, in the future, we will also work closely with the research and analysis of the" Millennium Corridor of Naruto "that I was entrusted with."

"If the Millennium Corridor is truly the product of ancient magical civilization, it will be an inseparable project."

"Ruri. Therefore, this is the material we keep… We intend to transfer some of my brother's research materials under your control. We are very fortunate to have a knight who specializes in the work of that hand."

There were signs that Hildo would swallow the saliva under the hood.

"To be honest, I'd rather leave the 'Millennium Corridor' to the White Wolf Knights as well. Suddenly His Majesty stopped me from leaving everything to me, no matter how heavy the load."

The Duke gave me a bunch of papers that he had taken out, telling me something I couldn't even joke about.

"Let me give you one to start with. It's a substitute for other materials with different colors. You can let me find an expert to decipher it, but you should try to decipher it using your Lord's handover, thinking that you will get used to the duties of the Commander of the Regiment"

"Do you mean the challenge of trying? Excuse me."

Say no and then receive the paperwork and open the first page.

I actually touched it and found out that it's more like a handmade book with multiple holes in the paper and tied with strings than just a bunch of paperwork.

"... is this a letter?

Just looking at it, I think I just slipped the pen properly and produced a massive amount of black (...) (...) (...).

Garnett and Hild also peered into the notebook-shaped documents from across and looked like they had all seen something different.

"Ah... wait, the White Wolf's. Isn't this similar to the letters Sakura writes? Something tells me he has a strange habit of writing. The atmosphere is similar to that..."

"Does that mean the letters the Orientals wrote?

"Hmm, just how quickly can you spot this?"

The Duke looked up the edge of his mouth delightfully watching our exchange.

"It seems that only one of the adventurers hired by my fool brother was an Oriental adventurer. The note was spelled out by the adventurers of the East and was taken care of by my fool brother for the rest of his life. Or maybe there's a serious statement lurking."