Old Kensei rejuvenates and becomes an instructor at a knight training school

It was a short week visiting my best friend far away.

"... you've taken care of me"

Early in the morning Gilvim, who was in order, spent his last time with the Marcs at the front door of the coffee shop.

I want to laugh and break up as much as possible, but the face became more difficult naturally and there was nothing I could do about it. As before, the promise to meet again next year will not be fulfilled.

Maybe it'll be a lifetime goodbye. Above all, I warned you to do so because I am the only one...

"Gilvim... you'll never feel like it. Don't miss me. Even this kid wouldn't look like that, would he? It's okay. I'll make it work. And for this child's future."

Marc's face, which strokes the mute's head, is a serene one.

Still, I could spare some time for the trick of pushing my daughter's back and letting her stand in front of her best friend. I don't know anything, so it was hard for him to see me again next year.

"See you later, Uncle Gilvim. Let's play more next year, shall we?

"Oh.... of course. The next time we see each other, let's do it."

With an uncontrolled smile on his face, Gilvim made a promise he couldn't.

After noon, Gilvim arrived at Sylphiline International Airport. The procedure for boarding the Feilong flight to the Empire was also completed on schedule, and he settled into his seat in the departure lobby early on.

If only I hadn't disobeyed His Majesty's life and delivered the decree...

If you had persuaded me to run away somewhere and sacrificed myself...

Even while he was waiting for his next flight, he couldn't help but regret it.

"Gilvim-Edelturk, huh? Administration."

With a tough voice, Gilvim finally realizes.

He was surrounded by several men dressed in white administration uniforms. The fact that the Administrator's notebook presented by one of them was authentic was judged as soon as it was seen. By no means, I was feeling from the signs they were letting go that they weren't called by name with the intention of friendly public speaking.

'Ask them to accompany you to the separate room. I have no right of veto'

Even the words that followed have not been followed by a decisive rhyme.

"... okay"

Sounds like something that completely grasped his identity, Gilvim avoided a cheap answer. I didn't think about resisting again.

That's what I knew, considering my position in the Empire, that we should avoid as much as possible any act that would create a quarrel between the Empire and the neutral nations.

"Great. All right, over there."

Surrounded by locals equipped with a meagre score, they walk slowly.

On the way there was a robustly constructed interview room. There's one light on the ceiling, two chairs with a desk pinned in the center, nothing else stands out. There is only one entrance and exit, and I have the impression that escape is extremely difficult.

Sitting in the back seat, Gilvim observes the indoors with only his gaze.

After a few minutes, I saw the person entering the room to examine myself. That was so unexpected that he accidentally had a crease between his eyebrows. More than that, I was even confused inside.

Doug Balm, an old man, appeared in the uniform of the right head of the Republic of Eiseon.

"I'll see you first. I beg your pardon for your sudden disrespect in custody."

"Are you... Mind if I ask what's going on?

Slightly fitted, Gilvim asks the person sitting in the chair across the street.

"First of all... let me assure you that I will not harm Lord Gilvim"

Speak out in a calm voice, Dougbalm continues.

"I want you to read this because it's a bad story to tell by mouth."

Gilvim glanced silently at the documents he was offered lying on the desk.

At about half the stage of reading the text that was written there, he could no longer block his free mouth. There was tremor in my body so much that I understood the unbelievable information. When I finished reading it, I couldn't help but be sure.

"To Lord Gilvim, and... Did you say that?

"You will be safely picked up by the Empire. Put the information you brought into your chest. Then, any information you hear here will be kept secret. Otherwise..."

In response to the words heard, Gilvim sweated cold.

I have no idea when or where I've been known.

I remember paying attention to eavesdropping - I can only think of one other thing if it could have been leaked.

The documents given bear a sentence as if to prove it.

"Here's the thing... some kind of, some kind of mistake?

"You, no, both the Empire and the Federation, have made some mistakes."

Gilvim is chased from Dougbalm, who has a heavy atmosphere.

"The Authority is not just a charity. Since the beginning of the war, one hundred and ninety years ago, it has been an armed organization that has used every means at its disposal to conceal itself in order to be neutral in a useless war between the Empire and the Confederation. Now is a good time for the public to make a good impression, but please don't make it easy on me."

The words continued with a sharp eye.

"You don't think we've managed to infiltrate an agent, do you? If only we were concerned, we could wipe out 217 agents and 164 relatives in Aizeon. … this won't take three days"

The specifically stated figures are consistent with the correct information to the best of our knowledge.

Gilvim had to understand that was not a lie. The man sitting in front of me gets horrified as soon as possible. It was no longer a rush, he hoped to run his mouth.

"Retreat them. No more intelligence in your country. So I want you to wait..."

"Swear? Though the White Saint/First Knight Commander, you shouldn't have such authority? And what do you want me to wait for? You think he was repeating intelligence operations in our country without even being prepared to do that?

"Then why are you holding me here!? What do you want me to do!?

Gilvim couldn't stand it and vandalized his voice.

"… back to the Empire and the Federation. Regardless, the image of the administration within Eizeon must be preserved. I have trouble spreading it just in case the Administration has got innocent ordinary people in their hands, etc."

"No way...... are you telling me to do it?

That despair is in my voice.

"My own people take the initiative to wipe my own country's ass. That would be all."

Dougbalm keeps doing the same.

"I don't care if you refuse. After you pick it up, prosecute the intelligence agents and kinsmen I gave you earlier, use the neutral army and execute them to a large extent to thoroughly discredit your impression of our empire. We will make an agreement with the Federation to conquer the Empire. There's a big enough name for it."

"Are you sure about this? Isn't Eizeon neutral!?

"Did you say you would be part of the war effort? Of course Aizeon is neutral. But it is for our country that we are neutral, and that is not for the Empire or the Federation. Forget that and don't brace your heights when you're on your side"

"I, for example..."

"If it wasn't a part of it, what would it have been?

Gilvim couldn't answer. I was just waiting for Dougbalm to say something.

"There are three demands I ask of you here in conjunction with the first two. Bringing home a plan without saying anything else. That you keep the information you may hear here in the future secret. And shutting down sources promptly… so that in addition to other agents and kinsmen, well, let's just take a big look at children"