Okitara 20nen Nandesukedo! Akuyaku Reijo no Sono Ato no Sono Ato

A sunny spring day, about a month after Baron Isorte was hanged.

Fioria was on her way to the king's capital.

A subpoena was received from Vincent, the current king of Tristan.

Apparently, he wants a detailed explanation of the dismantling of the Kingdom of Isorte.

(Yes, you made Vee king)

In Fioria's memory is Vincent, twenty years ago.

He was seven years old at the time, and he was a wonderful beautiful boy everyone couldn't help but fall in love with.

Smart, premature... and I miss Fioria.

"I will always be king. Become king and take you away from Oswald. Be mine, Fioria."

Not once or twice have I been thrown a passionate oral complaint.

For Fioria, Vincent is a distant toddler as old as ten.

Normally, it would be appropriately recirculated…

"Nice ambition. You are glowing now. Very much, Vincent."

There's no way that Fioria Di Florence could have taken a common sense response.

If there is a person who lives for real, it is her vice that keeps on loving her.

"But I am Oswald's fiancée. If you want to take the throne, I will crush you with my whole body. … If you want me, jump and do enough to assemble the other way around."

Stroking Vincent's dark hair, he overlaps words that stir him up.

"Can you beat me?

"I'll win. Win, I'll get you. Expect it."

After exchanging such words in the garden of the royal palace, twenty years passed.

No, Vincent is king.

What kind of man did you grow up to be?

Quite exciting.

"…… Oh?

Fioria, uh, is drawn back from the recollection.

She was in the carriage, because of a sudden slowdown. Eventually it stopped completely.

"My apologies, Master Fioria. Looks like there's trouble ahead."

The knight of the escort immediately arrived at the report.

Says the adventurer is being attacked by such a number of demons that the situation is quite unfavourable?

"I just want to avoid wasted wear and tear if possible. I'm looking for a detour, so please wait."

"I don't need it. Keep going."

"But just in case something happens to Fioria..."

"Running away from selfish cuteness is out of nobility's way. Will you tell everyone in the Knights? Give the adventurers a hand ahead."

"I understand..."

But the carriage hasn't moved since.

The knights of the escort are mostly young and not very familiar with Fioria.

The order to help the adventurer was also overheard as a "mundane order of the Wagamama lady".

"You've got a lot more boring people in my house."

When Fioria was once alive, when it came to the Knights of Florence, she was feared as a battle fanatic for the devil's brakes.

But at the time, most of the members retired and are now just "normal knights" for better or worse.

"When we get back from Wang Du, let's all work out again from scratch."

That's what I wrote down in my mind's notebook, and Fioria got off the carriage.

"Which way are you headed"

There was a deacon Lex standing outside.

I wonder when they would have asked me to run errands.

"Hey, that's it, I'm gonna go hunting. Lex, please explain to the knights."

"…… Will you take me?"

"I'll think about it when I'm a little stronger. Encouraging."

Fioria activated the flying magic and immediately headed to the battlefield.

Meadows at the foot of the mountain.

The adventurers were confronting the demons.

I heard it was a big crowd, but there was only one enemy.

However, its size was unusual.

Probably comparable to a medium-sized fort.

HUGE, HUGE...... it was slime.

"Mass occurrence of slime, and fusion. Spring poetry."

At the end of winter and in spring, the slime begins to add too much joy.

More, more, more, and finally somehow merge.

They may be reducing the number so as not to upset the ecosystem balance.

Huge slimes are a major threat to humans.

Physical attacks don't work, and magic is absorbed.

"Oh, you're doing your best."

Under my eyes, the adventurers struggled desperately.

It's a party of three men, not so highly skilled.

They won't be able to defeat giant slimes or anything, and they should just retreat.

"There's a city right around the corner, so I can't leave the slime alone. One goes to call for backup, three stop"

Fioria used the magic of the wind to pick up and collect the voices of the adventurers.

I see. I can understand the situation.

Excellent.

Whether you are a winless opponent or not, stand up to it without giving up.

I might lose my life here, but if I can protect the city with that, it's cheap.

... I don't hate people like that. There is a stretch. I think it would be a shame to let you die here.

"-" Divine Punishment Cane "

Therefore, I will spare no effort.

The golden light falling from heaven instantly evaporated the giant slime.

Tattered, Fioria slowly descends to the ground.

"Sorry, that helped!

When the leader admitted to Fioria's appearance, he rushed right over to us.

"You're an amazing wizard! Then I can't believe I'm gonna do the slime in one shot."

Big slime.

Fioria laughed unexpectedly at the strangely adorable expression.

"I'm Alan, as you can see, an adventurer. It's still a D-rank though."

"I... well, shall I also name you Philia? Praise your courage. If you continue to stand up to adversity, you will soon reach the peak with nature. … I look forward to that."

For the record, Alan and his party will later rise to the highest rank as adventurers... S Rank.

They made their juniors always say and hear this.

Don't forget your willingness to face it - that way the golden goddess will always bless you, he said.

Fioria broke up with Alan and went back to the carriage.

As long as there is flying magic, the economy moves only when nobles travel by carriage.

That also enriches the lives of the civilians, and it's never a waste of time.

A few days later, the carriage finally reached Tristana, the king's capital.

"You haven't changed much here."

Tristana already has one completion as a city.

Many historic buildings make redevelopment extremely difficult.

For that reason, there was some stagnant air.

Fioria first entered the separate residence of the Florence family.

The first day healed the fatigue of the journey and the next day I looked around.

Nevertheless, it is not just tourism, but the shades of information-gathering are stronger.

In doing so, I heard one rumor that concerned me.

Kenneth, son of the Knights Commander, was once the envelope of Annerose.

He was supposed to be imprisoned because he was divulging the insights of the Royal Tristan Army.

However, he said he was waving off the authorities' hands, disappearing, lurking underground, and helping Annerose escape the Kingdom of Tristan. You're dropping yourself on a bandit right now, or you're not there?

"... I think I need to talk to him for a little while."

Fioria squeaked with a gaze that identified her prey.