"I'm home."

It's been a long time since I've been home.

"Welcome home"

I haven't heard from you in any way, but the butler and the maids were waiting for me as if I'd been waiting for a few minutes.

... Something Maid's been switched...

Not really, no, I'm not even involved with the maids on this one, but I remember about my face. You know, the race is changing.

The Maids, mainly dark elves, are somewhat racially disturbed. That feels like more maids again......

"Fathers, are you home safe?

I'll take care of the maid, Saple. Until we have a problem, I'll let you go with a no-touch.

"Yes, and we have a customer in sight for Master Bae."

"Guests? Who?

"Master Chanreal."

Who is it? Well, you'll remember when you see your face.

"Aye."

And I replied and headed to the dining room.

There is no one in the dining room because it is only before seven o'clock. Oh, no, I have a few maids, but just strangers. What happened to the early members?

I went up to the enclosure to answer the maids' greetings, and I had the tea served by the maids who produced the horny things of the goats.

"This, what tea?

Something tastes like jade dew.

I drank it without even looking at the contents, but it was a cup of tea we had never had.

"They say it's Rügel's tea. Recently, Sappur liked it."

Rügel? That's a bad name to ask. Where's the tea?

"I hear the Duke brought it."

"The Duke? And the Duke which?

I'm not sure of anything, but when I say duke, duke, which one comes to mind?

"Yes, you can come by airship."

Sounds like you understand me, but, well, if you care, you lose. Let's keep it flowing magnificently here.

"Duke, are you coming to any of this? Nice timing."

I had to get ready to go to the Empire, so help me.

Get another cup of Rügel and taste it. Delicious, this.

It looks like jade dew, but it's even sweeter than that, which calms my mood. This is cool, isn't it?

I'll take another drink and try to cool it down with magic. Yeah, it still tastes good. If you go to the Empire, buy it.

When I was calculating the Torah Raccoon, my father and the Duke, some old knightly man, who I had seen somewhere, came in.

... Who is it...?

I've seen it. That's in my memory, but I can't remember where I saw it. Who is it, you?

"Ooh, bei. You were home."

"Oh. I'm back in the morning."

I vacated the house for days, but I and my father, who normally deal with it. Well, as a family, it's only been a few months, and before that, that's the normal pattern. It won't work in a few days.

"Duke which, there you are. You're still coming as if you were after me."

"No, that's our line. I always have you when I need you."

Well, I'm luckier to meet, and maybe I am.

"So, who's your old knight?

And when I asked, the three of them solidified. Where did you go?

"... oh, you, for real... that's the face you're talking about..."

"As it were, well, apparently..."

How did your father react to the Duke? It feels like you were seeing him once. Even if I forget my name, I won't forget my face...

Lately, it was just the thick of the characters, so the thin flavored characters disappear from your head. You know, around me, it's just a thick character. Weigh yourself up a little bit, huh?

"Damn. This is Lord Chanreal."

And my father told me the name of the old knight.

Chanreal? You heard it somewhere, recently. Where is it?

"Didn't you hear that on the front porch earlier?"

And, what Mr. Doremi said. Oh, the butler said that name. I thought I'd heard of it by reason.

"Oh, thank you. It's me, Viberfakfinie Zelfing. He's a Zamberly kid there."

Let's introduce ourselves carefully. I feel like I've seen it, it looks like a nobleman.

"... Sure, it's quite something like this"

And somehow the old knight fell on one knee and looked at me.

... Huh? Surely this wasn't how the knight dressed when he pledged allegiance to the Lord...?

"My name is Alsaib Chanreal. The one who gave you his name."

Did you give him your name? Hmm? That? Chanreal is the same name as our lord, isn't it?

"Damn, how rude are you to have yourself and this lord give you his name?"

"Well, as of now, I'm a friend of the Duke."

Middle-aged people laughing ahahaha. That I'm totally intent on it.

No, I remembered, not that. You're an old knight! Not the lord. I totally forgot.

"Wally, it was falling off my head perfectly. Welcome, lord."

Whatever it is, you're welcome.