Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

February 2, 7451.

When I was finishing lunch with the morning clerk and having a chat with Secretary Insenga sipping tea after dinner.

A squire who was guarding the office came knocking.

The hostages, Associate Sir Carlisle Basbourne and Associate Sir Belinda Thurm, who had received a touch within yesterday, said they had arrived.

Now he said he was in the square in front of the administration, so I glanced out the window with the glass embedded in it and saw a total of five carriages parked in the corner of the square with three medium carriages and two slightly smaller carriages.

I feel like I've seen it, it all looks like a pretty good carriage, and even from here I can see the family crest of Basbourne and the Duke of Thurm house.

The medium carriage stands with four heads, while the small carriage remains connected with one horse.

Also around the carriage you can see four horses and a few figures, this one all down to the ground.

"Sounds a little faster than you said earlier."

Said Insenga, who stands next to me and flies his gaze out the window.

That said, I don't really have a problem with it because it's just an hour or so faster than I was hearing

"Oh... ma, is that a range of errors?

but it's normal to kill time in the right place if you've arrived so early, anyway, for ten minutes and fifteen minutes.

"No problem. Put me through to the reception."

When ordered by the squire, Insenga returned to the table to drink up the tea that remained.

And I'm just leaving the office behind.

Ha, hostages... of course, but I knew you'd come... I don't know what's going on...

I just have to get a proper greeting and let him head over to the house I was preparing.

Still, you've deviated a lot from your original plan.

At first, my lord, this month, at the same time, the Three Counts' assault also held a ceremony of the Viscount, with an unveiling to the nobles at home and abroad, and a wedding with Mimile in March or April.

The hostages were supposed to come after that.

That's what happened to the Lord and the Raiders at the end of last year, and the unveiling of the Duke's ceremony was at the end of this year in Shanghai (?) postponed (for the convenience of the domestic nobles and various invitations, apparently), all three hostages were to come this month before the wedding.

Ma, the most important lords and raiders have just been completed, is there a big difference?

I had a cup of tea that started to get warm and I just killed some time and turned my foot to the reception room.

"" We're out of time, Lord Marquis Gried!

As soon as I opened the door to the reception room and stepped indoors, the two children sitting side by side on the couch stood up like springs and said out loud.

"Ah, oh. Sit down, both of you."

Behind the couch, where the two of them lowered their hips, a young man and a young woman stand with one stern look on their faces.

I guess he's an excellent knight to belong to the Knights of the Town, who gave him two escorts, for the most part, to see where he doesn't carry a weapon but wears a splendid armor with so many metal parts.

When I lowered my back on the couch too, I heard a squire who followed me later to protect me shut the door.

"Sorry to keep you busy, but you'll be in trouble for a while. Thank you!

and lowered his head vigorously was Carlisle Basbourne, 12 years old, the Sousuk of the Dog Nation (Dogwer).

Lovely big ears like a retriever dog dripping on either side of the head of burnt brown hair, but wouldn't be happy to say that just to the boy.

"Yeah. Nice to meet you. There's nothing in the country, but that's why it's essential for a place to play."

I said it with no deep meaning and no impression from appearance.

Whatever, except for the ears, the foreign child I've seen in my last life is still there.

Because at this age, I think it's something to run around in the mountains and play with.

And I regret a little saying something stupid shortly after.

Because it is normal for children in the aurus in general to work from a younger age, and if they are aristocratic children, they are in the middle of mixing up with squire serving the house to do sword and spear archery.

To the evidence, the hand offered was the size of the year, but the palm seemed to be repeatedly peeled off many pieces of skin, not suited to a face that still remained unobtrusive, as if it were a Knights member.

Carlisle just opened his eyes and said, "Yes..."

I have no other intention, don't look at me like that... No, I'm sorry.

"... I will take care of you, too. My name is Belinda Zahm. Please don't call me Lindy. And then the one behind me is my escort knight, Garcos McClane. After that, please know me."

Unlike you, Carlisle, Belinda Zahm, who will be next month's thirteenth, has sent a calm greeting.

Not as energetic as I've just heard, but the voice that often passes and the beautiful outfit, the bright blue eyes that shine like jewels on the beautiful blonde hair that I've turned into a two-sided up, is truly the courtesy of the senior nobleman.

"Oh. Here you are... if you say so, I forgot to introduce you too. She's Jacqueline Desdan, my Knights squire."

It conveyed the atmosphere in which the squire attached to my guard would meet.

And, only for a moment when I let go of the hand I shook at the same time, I found out that I saw you next door, Carlisle, with eyes like Lindy had won proudly.

Damn, you stink of trouble.

I almost opened my mouth to say something, Carlisle. I took control of you, and I said, "Can I call you Carl, about you?" he asked grinningly.

"Yes! Of course! Then the one behind you is Sharon Diver, the knight of my escort!

The introduced escort knight persists with a stern look and attitude only by sending a silence.

"Right. Bye, Carl. Do you have any requests to live in Beglitz?

"Yes! I would definitely like to give you your guidance and hope to participate in your Knights training!

"Yeah. Preparing for battle is of paramount importance to the nobles. Let's admit to the training. However, the treatment within the Knights comes from the lowest ranking squire, is that okay?

"I just want it!

That's enough to make you feel better and envious.

But boys would be better off this way.

And if you can throw it into the Knights, when you grow up after a couple of years, you can give it to the righteous knights and say, "It's another person, and after that, protect your original territory." But I hope you get home well.

"My lord, let me also participate in the training of the Knights"

Lindy also stuck her mouth out if she was late.

Well, I was after you.

"Oh. I don't mind. But in my realm it will be Weed, but some of your parents, the Duke of Thurm Knights, are stationed there. Many of Sir McClane's companions and acquaintances will also be the knights of the escort. I don't care if you want to."

In case you want me to snort, I can push one nasty hostage against Xenom.

Xenom would also be able to struggle a little more in these respects.

"No, thank you very much for your warm words, but I am also a member of the Zahm family. I would definitely like to give your guidance..."

It's an instant answer.

You don't have a graduate.

Then I have no choice.

"My Knights training is tough. I don't have to be nice to you because you're a woman or a child, but are you okay?

Except for the MYE training process, I don't think it's much different from the rest of the Knights at the moment.

For once.

"No problem. Even if it looks like this, I have a little confidence in my spear arm. McClane has good muscles too..."

Her escort knight got a subtle look.

Good muscle, I guess that was flattering.

"Well, are you good at spears?"

I'm not sure whether it's fashionable or patterned or long-sleeved clothes, but I can't deny that the thickness and physique of my arms is the same as that of a year-old girl I see in Japan.

Between the thumb of the left hand and the index finger, the skin seems to be slightly thicker, but not as thick as it is in the callus (octopus).

Spear soldiers naturally peel and harden the skin between their left thumb and index finger many times to let slip out.

How dare you slap a big mouth without only coming to that extent of archery.

"Yes, more than a sword, I suppose."

Oh?

Does it also have some modesty?

Well, I don't care.

"I see. Then we'll both be tired for today, and rest in the mansion and get out of the fatigue. Jackie, call Samuto."

Jacqueline Desdan, my life-giving squire (there is no “Sir” to attach to a knight because he is a squire, and it is a call under his nickname because it is not an official place), left a short word of response and went to call for a faithful secretary.

Seeing that makes the two escort knights look odd.

I guess it's strange that you let go of the guard.

"Oh. Don't worry. Even if I look like this, I seem to have forgotten that I am a dragon slayer. That's right. I won't be late."

I say it deliberately and arrogantly.

This line is equal to what you guys are saying, whatever you do, you can kill me before you can touch one finger.

but the two knights only leaned on the boulder to escort important figures from senior nobility, and they did not see any outbursts despite being hung up with words close to insult.

I just have the impression that boring things have made me express extra emotion and as a result have made me mouth a worthless line.

That's as much as I want for my Knights.

"Then. Sir McClane to Sir Diver. If I send you two to the Mansion, you will appear at the Knights headquarters, receive the guide for the new squire and read it carefully."

"" Ha ""

The reception room door is knocked along with the two replies.

A squire must have brought Samuth.

Anyway, the next door to this reception room is the office.

"Get in."

I ordered Samuth, who came into the room, to guide me to the two mansions I had prepared and to guide the escort knights to the headquarters of the Knights, and took their seats.

Well, will the two kids you just left face the Knights tomorrow?

Even if we let it out, what will we do then?

Not just newcomers, but my Knights squire is forbidden to stay out of the house except on a permitted day, which basically makes my life in the camp.

As far as I'm concerned, I really don't care, but I'll have to work out a lot more than I've kept.

Well, it was the person who wanted to train in the Knights.

If nothing happens to these two in the future, we'll be sure to raid senior aristocracy in the future, and Sympa better increase it when we can.

I guess that's what hostages are like at this time.

3 Feb 7451

Around the time the sun climbs to Jomtien.

One report was made to the Earl of Robotony in the southern part of the kingdom of Lomberto.

The rapporteur was selected from a group of adventurers working as subordinates to the Count and is one of those monitoring the streets nearby.

"What? Wang Tai Sun? Are you sure about that?

The Count doubted his ear at the report, which he had not anticipated.

"Yes, because the knight told me it was a first touch."

The rapporteur, the adventurer, is a woman dressed like a farmer around here.

She came to pick up even the burning wood, and was watching under the guise of the wind taking a rest by the street.

The knight, who said it was the first touch of a line of Wang Taisun, acknowledged her sitting on a stone by the street she had passed by and called out to have it divided if there was too much water.

From what she had heard as she divided the gulp from the water, the knight said he was the forerunner of a line of Wang Taisun aiming for the south.

Normally, when you travel, it is extremely common to send a hint to a city or village that you plan to cross on the road, a few hours or two in advance to the main unit and say, "When does the person named ○ ○ want to take accommodation in this city?"

On the contrary, a line that does not send a hint, unless it is extraordinary and noble enough to be honored by the King or His Royal Highness, should not expect to be entertained first and foremost by just royalty or by a senior aristocracy ruling other realms.

In addition, although it varies from region to region, in general, the foreskin bears such an uplift as can be seen, or often wears armbands or brassiere (molluscs) dyed in prominently flashy colors.

Bearing your family crest stained, your mother's clothes stained, and all over the densely populated city, etc., "O O O's touch - no!" He touched the land aloud, and went as far as he that ruled it, and negotiated allowances and hospitality for the lodging.

In this way, touching is quite an important role, but if relatively secure areas, such as less damage caused by bandits and demons, then acting alone remains to earn speed of movement.

It is normal for many to act in about three or four people to avoid slowing down even if there is at last some anxiety about security.

And the area she was monitoring is an area where security is supposed to be good, to the extent that there is rare damage from demons (about once every month or so).

Otherwise, it would be unnatural for a farmer to rest alone.

"Coming is the grandson of a king named Duncan Lomberto IV, who thought it would probably be around noon tomorrow to pass through the northern raidland"

"Duncan... Duncan Lomberto IV... or"

Whispering the name of Wang Taisun, the Count digs back into the field of memory.

Foreign, and not so easy to come up with if the inheritance ranking were even eighth, but the Count's field of memory was fairly well organized from time to time, and I dug for the information I was looking for.

- Duncan Lomberto IV... I'm sure he was only four or five years old, but such a toddler headed the move? What the hell is this all about?

There are not so many possible reasons.

I suppose they are accompanied by quite a few who work in the government and army, but it is only natural that the position will be lower than that of those who have the right to inherit the throne, to say the eighth place.

But it is too unnatural for a four- or five-year-old to behave differently from his parents and brothers.

- This is... don't smell anything... if you say so!

Since the Count arrived on this land and began monitoring the streets, he remembered the rather lavish carriage that those who put them on the lookout had seen earlier.

At that time, I was unluckily unable to catch the foretaste and ask for information, but I kept it to drop off from the shadows even as I remembered my interest, as there was little luggage and number of people in the queue for the wedding on the boulder and, above all, it was far off the scheduled time when it had been heard.

- Hey, to attend the wedding of the Marquis Gried? Even though it is publicly acknowledged that he will be descended to the Marquis, his interpretation is common-law. You mean even Wang Tai Sun, who has low inheritance rights, will be dressed as long as he attends?

I also feel that it is a little too early at times.

- No, no, if you're four or five, it's still hard to travel by carriage. If you're slowly running to curb the shake, it's possible... but you can't misplace your purpose... but it's great to take over or capture the royalty of Lomberto...

Although the Count was somewhat bored, he was able to recall his original purpose.

Killing Wang Taisun here is probably easy, but as a result, the Royal Family of Romberto will be blood-eyed and look around for the killer.

As a result, the domestic territory of the Kingdom of Romberto will be somewhat confused, but to that extent.

He also wanted to throw away the proposal to kidnap Wang Taisun.

As for the bride to be descended in the first place as well, the primary goal is kidnapping, because it only kills if it is really difficult.

And that's to make it a negotiating note later.

The Marquis Gried himself is a dragon-killer (Tragon Slayer) and holds the position of Commander-in-Chief of the Southern General Army in the Kingdom of Lomberto.

It boasts considerable military power in conjunction with its own fighting power, but is still only a regional lord and commander of the local army.

Though it is well established that it is to be fully feared, it cannot be said enough that it is comparable to the owner, the Kingdom of Lomberto.

Taking that into account, it is a sweet temptation that the negotiator might become a king who, according to Romberto's royal family, may also be cat-loving his grandchildren.

But then - even if it were - the Marquis Gried could marry a princess well at the end, and the King of Lomberto, more deeply linked to him, could order an invasion of Dabus against the Marquis, geographically close to the Kingdom of Dabus.

The ordained Marquis will not be joyful and courageous, but if he is successful, he may be able to buy royal pleasure, and he should proceed with the army as a matter of course.

Therefore, it cannot be said that this is a very good hand.

Unless it is confirmed as an unshakable fact that the King feels more important than necessary about the identity of Wang Tai Sun, he is rather a bad hand.

Originally, this operation puts a groove between the Marquis of Gried and the Kingdom of Lomberto.

Taking that into account, whether you want to turn or kill Tai Sun Wang, it has to be in the Marquis' territory.

Ideally, considering that, it would be best to kidnap the princess who came to take her in, and also kidnap or kidnap Wang Taisun, who is waiting for her wedding in Beglitz.

In that case, the Marquis and the Kingdom of Romberto will have feelings of resentment towards each other.

- That said, there is no way you can turn Tai Sun Wang, who is in the boulder grits. It should be better this time because we can observe the lanes that the royal family moves. It's... big to be able to see the royal train before the actual battle.

The Count made his decision calmly.