Meeting and working rooms co-located in the materials room.

As Chandler had said, Mark was ramming up to the big table there and whining about a grudge verse about more unplanned work.

Besides Mark, the other one, Hildo of Neon Scale, also worked in the same room to make reports, but this one was immersed in contrast to Mark.

Talking to Hild seemed intrusive and hesitant, so I decided to speak to Mark first.

"Hey, Mark. Progress... doesn't sound good."

"Naturally. It's too different from the work I've done in the original Knights, and I don't know what to report."

I know how that feels painfully well.

I've been so confused by unfamiliar work since I left my adventurer's office a year ago.

"By the way, what happened to Sir Garnett's brother and the others? We ended up unable to rendezvous because of the chaos after the battle."

Garnett answers the question that Mark said as a chat again in a casual manner.

"Valentine would be back on his own. Come to me last night after I broke up with you guys. It's been a long time since I've been away, and my body is in pain, so I'm going to rest in this hot spring for the time being."

"... I hope you don't have to be strange."

"You're waiting for a local adventurer to report around. I don't think we're going to meet each other in our normal lives because we're staying at a luxury inn anyway."

The Spring Leaf Pavilion, which we always take care of, is the largest inn in Green Hollow, but not the finest.

Rather, it is an easy-to-use common inn, assuming a large number of public travellers and adventurers can be accommodated.

I hear that the inn, which is used by wealthy people such as the aristocracy, possesses a large lot of grounds away from the hustle and bustle of the town, allowing you to relax and enjoy the hot springs.

If you take it for Valentine, who doesn't like to show her face, then I guess that kind of environment is essential.

"So who's Hild..."

Even as I turned my horrible gaze as I called my name, Hild didn't try to stop me from writing and spelling the report, still surrounded by tons of material.

"Please wait a while longer! There are many things I would like to report to the Royal Palace and the Neon Scale!

"... well, you will. Every word I heard from Fraxinus was a far cry from common sense on earth."

Between the end of the battle and our return to the ground, we received more detailed information from Fraxinus.

However, at the heart of the answer was the expert Hilde, and I and Garnett would only be present on the assumption that Hilde would gather information later, without knowing the majority of the jargon.

"I'm looking forward to the report. It's too professional. It's a lot of information. It was too much information for me anyway."

"I'll take care of it. Because that's like my main business!

Exactly like a fish that got water.

Hild continues to work as hard as he has ever seen before.

I just thought it was time to leave without interrupting, and Mark threw a casual question at me.

"By the way, don't you know where Sir Sophia is? You give me instructions, you go somewhere, and you never come back."

"Hmm? Yeah, I'm doing Sofia a little favor. I guess I'll be in town by now."

- Luke Whitewolf came to Knights headquarters just then.

Sophia Wedgwood, a member of the White Wolf Knights, was visiting an establishment in Green Hollow by order of the Commander.

"I've been waiting for you, Sir Sophia. Garnett told me the story."

"Sir Felix. Thank you for your sudden offer."

It was Felix, who made Sophia vice president of the Silver Wings Knights and head the Green Hollow branch.

The young man, who may be called an executive of the Knights of the Silver Wings, brings Sophia to the back in a friendly manner.

"As I'm sure you already know, this is some kind of holding facility. With the increase in the population associated with the full-scale investigation of dungeons, this facility has been set up with a view to increasing the number of crimes."

"We hear it's equipment to detain both suspects awaiting trial and sentenced inmates"

"Yeah, it's supposed to be an individual facility, but it's a little special, so here's what happened."

They deserve the use Felix described and the security in the facility is tight.

Physical security, such as watches and patrols, as well as magical vigilance nets using magic and magic props, are thorough.

"I heard they're also imprisoned for the murderer, but what exactly?

"There is also the possibility of incarceration. It is mostly the mountains of Sekiyama that encourage reflection with a few days of detention. So perhaps he (...) woman (...) will be the biggest inmate since the opening."

With such a conversation, strange wind figures appeared loosely in Sofia's sight, guided to the deepest part of the facility.

A wizard man - Sir Ambrose of the Knights of Cucumber's Eye - who concealed his face with a thick robe and a frontal sag stained with eye patterns.

"Are you finally here? I can't wait, Sir Sophia."

"... Huh!? Sir Ambrose... you..."

"You could have talked, could you? I don't remember Valentine introducing me to" I can't talk, "so you should dig back into my memory."

Sophia got ahead of her thoughts and couldn't carry on two sentences.

I wasn't read my mind about this by magic or anything, I just assumed that it would surprise me too.

"The changeover with Valentine was one of the plans from the beginning, so I didn't dare speak as a manipulation. That's all."

"Indeed... it was our prediction that you would not speak. But why are you here? Sir Luke didn't ask for it."

Ambrose flatly disclosed information about his actions in a fluent, but unintelligible way that contradicted the image of his first encounter.

"It's my personal decision, of course. Permission to enter so far is obtained from the silver wing. Considering the sin you plan to meet, it would be desirable for an expert to be present."

"... what if I didn't allow you to be present?

"I'll give up and go home. Because it's really just personal kindness. He's the one who set up the trick."

Kindness...... I doubt it really is.

But it was also true that I saw no reasonable basis for rejection.

"Okay. Sir Felix, may I, too?

"If Sir Sophia doesn't mind. I'll unlock it."

A tightly locked cell is unlocked.

The interior is brand new, an environment that, by the way, has nothing to do with the kind of uncleanness that is widely imagined to be harmful to health when it comes to prison.

And in a living space delimited near the entrance by a robust cage, one white woman, who had lost her left arm, looked up at the high lighting window as she sat on the provided chair.

I see, it's very similar - this was the first time Sophia had ever met her, but frankly I had that feeling.

"This is Sophia Wedgwood of the White Wolf Knights. Bran from Magic Guided Canyon, I have an important story for you."