No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

Three days after the investigation of the flock, on February 6th, I came to the king with my father Alfred, Mother Julia and Brother David.

Even so, it's not between sights, it's the cafeteria of the castle where we have a private conversation.

Jeremiah and Asura are also being brought in to report on the strange herd of demons. The truth is that Asura is all I need, but only because Asura doesn't want to leave Jeremiah. It should be noted that Melvi is still going to Fairy Town today.

But what the king cut out most of the opening was a different story from the herd.

"Edgar first. Unfortunately, there is no information in the search for the former pastor of Yata-glass, which you were asked to discover. The last time I had sightings of someone like that in Sonorat a few years ago, I was no longer caught up in Santa Mana's intelligence network. I fled Sonorat north or east. The official would be high. Therefore, as for the former pastor, this time the search shall be terminated"

"... Yes, I understand. Thank you."

It's a shame, but it's the only way.

Originally, the Kingdom of Santa Mana had limited means to do so at a time when the "Reverend" had fled to Sonorat. Still, he kept searching for me until now, so gratitude is not a grudge.

"Instead, we intend to divide the floating personnel into the capture of the apostles of the evil gods. If we do, we'll leave it to you - the Marquis de Culée - to deal with it in secret. The infiltration is not a bad part of the intelligence work against the evil gods' messengers."

"I understand. By my sword, which I have dedicated to Your Majesty."

And, this is Alfred. Dad replies.

When Dad arrives here, he says he will return to his duties as head of the Royal Knights (Royal Guard) and stands upright behind the king.

The representative on this side will be Mother Julia, the leader of the party who was asked to investigate the strange flock.

I beg permission to speak with my hands up small.

The king snapped his jaw at me.

"I've heard this from the goddess, Atrazenek, the god who presides over souls and circles, that there are disturbing movements in the northern end of the Dragon Snake Tongue Continent (Midgalztan)."

"Hmm? Specifically?

"That's not a very long time to have a conversation in this [prayer], until the specifics...... It seems that you are busy and it will be difficult to communicate by [prayer] for some time to come."

No way, it was voicemail, and there's no way that it makes sense, so I'll explain it that way.

"Hmm. No, I just found out that something seems to be going on. Let's order our agents to gather information."

The king just called a civilian to order something.

The clerk leaves the dining room in a deep grace.

"Well, finally, that's the point of the day. The girl named 'Asura' in the report?"

Asla, glanced at by the king, grabs Jeremiah's hem. Now that they are all seated, they could not hide behind them.

That's surprising, to say the least. I thought I was gonna stand in a chair and stick to Jeremiah. Asura sits in a chair in a well-behaved manner, as well as well-dressed for aristocratic children dressed before coming here. The manners of eating the dishes served were also sophisticated, albeit not Santa Mana-inspired, with some aesthetic feel.

I mean, Asura was an aristocratic lady...... you mean? But if there was such a thing as a feathered courtier, we couldn't be talking about it. Today, by the way, I've come this far with a hooded cloak hidden from my head and feathers on top of a special blouse tailored to allow me to pass through. Only if you're really going to be suspicious is I'm secretly using [phantom magic] to mislead you.

"Asura, are you sorry?

That's what Mother Julia says, taking a hooded cape from Asla.

From under the cape appeared a pair of white feathers shrunk to the size of a larger crease. A slight wind rolled up as Asura swayed her feathers, hitting our cheeks.

"... Hmm. You really have wings."

The king looks at Asura's feathers and thinks with a difficult face.

"You said the girl had something to do with a bunch of strange demons, right?

In response to the King's question, Mother explains once again how it happened in the caves of Rock Mountain.

Of course, the report has been raised beforehand, so it would be for confirmation.

Mother became the face of a perfectly capable adventurer and explained what really happened in the cave handily.

When the king finished listening with a snort of his mother's explanation, he checked with me and Jeremiah to see if there were any supplements, and finally turned to Asura.

"Asura, you said.... Oh, don't be so nervous. I'm not blaming you for anything."

The king tried to reassure Asura with a slight grin.

Something that would also be a king could be anybody anywhere - no, it does that against a young girl who doesn't even know if she's really a person. That's just what they call a Cheerful King. It's not the same character as some unfortunate brave guy who was smiling and imminent and scared.

"To sum up the story of Al's daughter-in-law, you will naturally gather demons. I am the king of this country, and I recognize myself as the protector of the king's capital. So the first question I'd like to ask you is, even in this state right now, if there's any chance that demons might come together for you.... you know what I mean?

The way the king said it was a little roundabout, but Asura snorted.

"Tamabu, as long as you don't take a flick of it, it won't follow."

"Right. That's good.

Next question, then. Where did you come from?

"... because I'll take care of it"

"Far enough...? Do you have any idea where we're going?

"Over there."

Which way did Asura say and point... uh, which way? The passage is complicated inside the castle, which makes me even suspicious which way I'm pointing right now.

I sneak out of dimensional storage the National Honor Award sub award watch that the goddess has collected and check the directional magnetic needle. What Asla was pointing at was almost a true north direction.

... So Asla had grasped the direction I wouldn't have known if I hadn't looked at the azimuthal magnetic needle without looking at anything?

"North."

That's how the king snapped and looked at me in a meaningful way.

You must have remembered the Goddess's words, which I just reported. The Northern Limit Empire, which the goddess said was in trouble, is in the northernmost part of the Dragonsnake Tongue Continent (Midgalztan). From here in the southernmost part of the continent, from the Kingdom of Santa Mana, it goes without saying in the north direction.

"... Edgar, what do you think?

The king has spoken to me.

"Evil god tangled or pestle tangled..."

All I care about is Asla's status.

As long as the goddess' system is applied correctly, I don't think it can be that status. For example, the only possible evil god is the erasure method.

Besides, Fire Dragon Agnia, who met five years ago by the Crow's Buckwheat, also said that a dragon was attacked by people with odd statuses.

So this is how I deduce.

"Isn't Asura the victim of some kind of experiment by evil gods"

The only decent part of Asura's status had this representation.

"Ashla (Embrio Vaccinator (Type C)/" Pandemonium ")."

Embrio, I don't know what that is, but I care about the word "inoculator".

There should be no knowledge of vaccination in this world. If so, it is likely that the reincarnated brought in this word "inoculation". Its first candidate is, of course, Hiroshi Kirisaki, who was a doctor in his previous life, but it is not unlikely that he is Mr. Heydrich, the lord of the ruins that were in the crow's throat.

But the only thing that can interfere with skills and status is the goddess - the evil god Monugonuese, because there must be only one other god, Atrazenek, who presides over the soul and circle, so based on the inward wisdom of the reincarnators, didn't the evil god carry out some experiment?

And Asura's two names - "Pandemonium".

It must have something to do with the nature of attracting these two names to the demons of Asura.

"If it was meant to be, it would have to be closed and monitored..."

The king says with a crease on his eyebrow root.

"Extra stimulation doesn't necessarily produce bad results. First, what should I monitor, whether I monitor it or not? Also, what kind of people should be put under surveillance to prevent accidents... Hmm"

And the king meditated often, and took a long sigh, and said,

"It's Asla. Will you look me in the eye?

……

Asura looked straight back at the king's eyes.

It's been a few seconds.

After the king turns his gaze back and turns to us, he says:

"Alfred Culée. Julia Culée. And Edgar Culver."

"Ha," "Yes," "Yes,"

Once again, the Vertigo replies to the king who calls our names.

"Is this girl out of your hands? Or do you think it's dangerous? Answer each one."

My father opens his mouth first to the King's question.

"Based on our track record in the cave, it seems out of hand. Jeremiah's sleep magic was effective, and Edgar has multiple means of disabling Asla when things happen. … As a father, there are many things left to the children."

Next, Mother Julia answers.

"Al... I think it's possible to protect Asura, as my husband said. In the unlikely event that something harmful happens to my family, I will take responsibility for it."

In the dark, if I were to fall into something I couldn't help but put my family and Asura on the scale, I would not hesitate to take the family, Mother said.

That's me at the end.

"Honestly, I think it might be more dangerous to keep it out of sight. Sometimes that means that the people around Asura are dangerous, but I wonder if Asura herself is dangerous."

"Hmm? Tell me more."

"As you can see from one incident in the cave, I think Asla is unstable. If Asura is the victim of some kind of experiment by the evil gods, I want to do something about Asura to help her. I'm not going to be flabbergasted until I'm the only one who can do that - but I'll be the one with a good chance of doing something about it.... and"

"And?"

"Asla is connected to Jeremiah. I feel sorry for you to keep me apart. I don't want to imitate a little girl who's been separated from her parents so she can keep her eyes shut."

Hearing my reply, The Cheerful King laughed.

"Okay. Now, let's take care of Asura. But if it gets out of your hands, you can tell me right away, okay?

"Ha. I understand. I'll take care of it."

That's what my father answers and salutes.

The king claps his hand there and calls the maid. The king ordered the maid to prepare tea after meals.

The air I was straining loosened up a lot.

While the maid was serving, the king seemed relaxed talking about the lack of other love around him or listening to him from us.

When the story reached Brother David, who had listened to the conversation in silence until then, the king turned to Brother David and tightened his expression.

"It's been a long time, but it's David. I asked you to do me a favor this time."

To your brother, please?

I tilted my neck with no idea what it was about, but my brother kept his cool face, no matter what. Maybe the king has a point of view in what he talks about.

"... Hmm. Hey, do you already have a prediction? But let's talk about this from me properly.

David, why don't you help me find the Ripper who's making a scene in the New Town?

Suddenly the story flew, and we were confused - except for Brother David.

"I think criminal investigation is the job of the Knights of Officers..."

"Indeed it is. But you have a proven track record of solving difficult cases in the past."

"That was just convoluted. I'm not going to sniff this around even though I can't handle it."

Is Brother David going to kick the King's request?

He was showing his father standing behind the king wandering a little.

"One more thing, for a reason. Example Ripper, but you're raising doubts about your connection to the Ripper case you solved."

What the King refers to here as the "cleaver" case is not the cleaver (ripper) case we are talking about. Brother David figured out that magic is activated naturally during the windy season, causing phenomena like those of the Decepticons.

My brother frowned brilliantly at the king's words.

"Also, is that an example rumor? That the girl in the shabby..."

"That's right. Rumors of sedation have been rekindling. Multiple testimonies have been received that the girl with the knife in her hand saw her run away. In short, you want to say that the Ripper is the Ripper."

"Ridiculous...... the 'cleaver' phenomenon is just a natural phenomenon caused by such delusions interfering with excessive spiritual power"

"Of course I know. Daiwa, I guess the word 'cleaver' is walking around.

However, there have been reports that the 'cleaver' of natural phenomena is also occurring more frequently because of it. And if there are more 'cleavers', that's how many more citizens will try to link the cleaver (ripper) to the 'cleaver'. Citizens' fright of the Ripper increases the frequency of the 'Ripper' phenomenon, which again fuels citizens' fears… "

"I see, are you in a vicious circle? Damn, you want me to think a little more calmly. Rippers will be talking about ripping their throats, judging their bellies and turning their guts. Don't you really think that the naturally occurring Aerothrust can accomplish so much fine work? The Ripper is definitely a human crime."

"Then I want you to help me put an end to irresponsible rumors. Of course, it's a departure from the original position of the maze secretary of the Royal Library, so in the end, it's up to you to have your free will."

To the king's words, his brother showed a little thought,

"... Yes, I did. It's a favor from His Majesty no other. Let us do all we can with this David Zafran Culver."

"I asked for it. Ask Ellen for more information."

"To His Highness Ellens?

You mean the second prince of this country.

He's the belly brother of First Prince Ilfreed, who played a friendly game with his father five years ago, and doesn't appear on the table much because of his weakness. Most recently, I have heard that my frail health has improved, and that I have held public office even though it is limited.

"Ellen broke her chest every time and offered to take command of the investigation. I wonder if the Prince's embarking on an investigation command will quell the anxiety of the citizens of Monocanus"

Well, that might be a good hand to show that the country attaches importance to this issue.

However, if even the Prince embarks on an investigation but the case is not solved for long, it involves a selling ticket as a country. The face of the second prince may also be scratched.

I guess that's why it's a request to Brother David. Your brother solves the case while the second prince becomes a god to quell the anxiety of the citizens. Yeah, well done mechanism.

"That's... that's been quite a big deal"

My brother seems to have come to the same conclusion as me, and said so with a few brilliant eyebrows.

"I'm sorry. I hear you're close to Ellen, too. I'd appreciate it if you could support me."

"I appreciate the honor, but His Highness Ellen is a talented man. It will be a fine decoy of command without me and others supporting it."

"I hope so. No, even though they thought it was overprotective, he was sick and difficult to meet people until recently. For that matter, I am familiar with the books, David, and I hear there is a scholarship of clerk-face defeat, even if it is not as good as yours. I said I wanted to take advantage of it and hit this case, but only the holders of rare talents can link schooling to pragmatism. That's who you are."

"Ha. Lord Ehrens would also like to contribute to the country as a future royal family. While not extending, let me help you.

There are just two conditions. "

"Well, tell me."

"One is that you want me to be given freedom of movement. Behavioral museum methods are unique. My intentions of words and deeds will often seem inexplicable from third parties. So I'd like you to have the authority to move as an independent agent. Of course, I will work with His Royal Highness's commanding sergeant, the Knights, whenever possible."

"Fine. So... right. Let's create a position like that and give it authority. Nevertheless, it's unprecedented, I can't think of a good name.

... Yes, Bowya. No, is it time for Bowya to be disrespectful? It's Edgar. "

All of a sudden, the story flew.

"Yes. What is it?

"You used to have a good name like 'Probation'. Because of this, think about the title you're giving your brother."

Again, you're here for the first time.

I worry a lot.

"So how about 'Royal Detective'?

A royal family is an organization for the politics to which the successor to the throne who did not become king belongs.

Vistogard I has completely become a ghost organization now because he has lost his brothers before his reign.

but if Prince Ilfreed takes over as the next king, Prince Ellens II will belong to the royal family. For this reason, Prince Ilbara, the second prince and princess of Ellens, had been treated as equivalent to the royal family.

It should be noted that the Royal Knights (Royal Guard), headed by Father Alfred, was originally an organization tasked with the protection of the royal family, but now extends its interpretation to provide protection for the king and the royal family.

"Well, isn't that pretty good? Then let's make the new position a Royal Detective. Let him take his ID to the mansion later. Let's also order knights and court marshals to inform and cooperate on the identity and authority of the Royal Detective.

So, what's the other condition?

Yes, it was. There should be two conditions offered by your brother.

My brother said after looking at me.

"The second is, I want my brother Edgar here to participate in the investigation as my assistant."

What... is that okay?

"... Hmm. So you feel the presence of the apostle of the evil gods behind this case?

"No, what about that? I also think the fur color is different from what the apostles of evil gods do. Assuming it was the work of the apostle of the evil god, would it mean that the cleaver (ripper) is a thief and has other aims? It's only a matter of possibility."

"Then why do you want Edgar to be your assistant?

"This, too, overlaps with the primary condition, but Behavioral Museum is a new discipline. My investigation will take a far cry from conventional common sense. In doing so, any confusion will interfere with the investigation. I want to choose the person who hits the auxiliary, as free of preconceptions as possible, and flexible of ideas. Edgar, a reincarnator with knowledge of different worlds, fits this condition"

"I know what you're trying to say... but it'll stand out, won't it? Your brother just said he looked eight or nine. It doesn't mean they won't insult you."

"Sometimes it's easier to get information backwards if you're insulted. If it is inconvenient for you to be insulted, please borrow personnel from the Cavaliers."

"But it's dangerous for children - no, it was. That's not the case with anyone who can harm Bowes. Is it appropriate to serve as an escort in times of need?"

When I finally thought I'd graduated from "Bowya," now they're "Bows".

"It's hard to imagine a mutilator (ripper) who is an indiscriminate killer going for me directly, but if he does, it'll be easier. The fool who judges our youngest brother only by his appearance will look into his eyes in a slippery and painful way."

"I mean, are you? Edgar, just in case, is that all right with you?

The king asks me somewhat worried.

The king didn't actually see where I fight, so I know he worries about little children, no matter how many people he asks. That's the cheerful King of Love.

"Of course it is. If you'll excuse me, my brother and I can help you."

That's how I put my hand on my chest and bow my head.

I wanted to cooperate in an investigation into the Ripper (Ripper) case, which is unlikely to involve a reincarnator, because of course I wanted to help Brother David, but I remembered Senior Miriam.

In the unlikely event that a senior is attacked by a cleaver (ripper), I can't regret it. At the same time, even if someone other than a senior was attacked, there must always be someone in that person who cares about that person the same way as Senior Miriam does. It is, however, smaller in scale than the incidents in Gores and Gazein. But that doesn't mean you don't have a victim. I don't think I can think of anything I can do but I'm not doing it.

"Hmm. All right then. Let's now leave the Royal Library Labyrinth Superintendent David Zafran Culée to the Royal Detective and his brother Edgar Culée to the Royal Detective Assistant, respectively. - Is that okay, Alfred?

The king asks Father Alfred, who was standing behind him and under the king's protection.

True, whatever your grown brother is, you have to ask your father, the head of the family, about me.

Dad said with a bitter smile.

"Yes. Please. They don't listen where I say they are."

"It's hard to be the parents of Kirin children, Al."

"What are you talking about? Aren't His Majesty's children as good as you rarely see them?"

"... don't let your butt squirm when you talk like that"

"Because I'm in the middle of official business right now. This is the head of the Royal Knights."

And the king shrugged his shoulder to his father, who laughed and said,

"That's why. Nice to meet you, you fucking punks."

To the king with a thick grin, me and Brother David had no choice but to salute him in cold sweat.