Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"There's a passage over there. Well, nothing. You can come in through the front entrance, but it looks kind of troublesome and doesn't make it a passage?

Even though Gaius has the Duke of Strauss' writ, he had vague anxieties and proposed an intrusion from the common mouth.

"Hmm. Well, if you do get in through the front door, you're going to hear a lot about what it's for, what it's this trait, even if you have a letter. That doesn't mean there won't be a blur. All right, let's go in through the main entrance."

Carla also agreed to Gaius's proposal.

Then there was no objection to Rodemur or of course, and the line was headed to the general entrance located on the western edge of the huge standing palace.

"And it's a long way from here... far away."

"Don't just complain about bumps! We're going to look for this big palace without a neighborhood. You know what I mean?

"Yes. Walk quietly."

"Hmm. I don't mind the way you put it, but okay. Come on, let's go."

Carla urged me, and the two continued later.

And for a while, they really all walked silently.

Approximately fifteen minutes in time, the line had finally arrived near the main entrance west of the palace of destination.

"Hmm. Finally... Not at all..."

"Complain again! Shut up, not at all!

"... I've been walking in silence for a while now, so why don't you give me a minute..."

"I'm tired of hearing about your stupidity. Come on, let's go."

At the same time that Carla said so, Rodemul, who had refrained behind him, turned to the passage with a sleaze and a quick foot.

Then, when he reached the general entrance, he handily showed his writings to the guard standing in front of a huge door about four meters high (Merkle).

The guard immediately lifted his guard as he peered gently into the script and retreated from the front of the door.

Rodemul opened the door with a streamlined motion and recruited Carla and Gaius into the building first.

When Rodemul confirmed that the two had entered, he lifted his drooping head and slid his own body inside, slowly closing the door without making a sound.

The line finally set foot inside the palace of the Kingdom of Dallas.

Two.

"... it's a common mouth, but it's a lot wider..."

Gaius looked around the room ahead through the door and squirmed in a half-hearted mood.

It was a huge space about fifty square meters (Merkle) wide.

"Hmm, I see. Apparently, this is a room for all sorts of supplies. The door was so huge."

Rodemul followed Carla's words.

"Yes, there seems to be a lot of salt, wine, etc. in the wheat. Perhaps once the vendor has brought it here, the person in charge in the palace will later move it to a predetermined location… there are too many supplies…"

"What do you mean?

Gaius asked without understanding the true meaning of Rodemur's words.

"Yes, the vendors who have brought in each supply probably shouldn't be the same. Wheat should have been carried by wheat vendors and, if it was wine, by wine vendors. So even though separate vendors came to deliver each at a separate time, the person in charge in the palace didn't immediately transport it to the prescribed place and left it here alone..."

"Oh, you mean laziness"

"Yes, perhaps the depression of Dallas means that it is also spreading within this palace"

"... that would be a decline..."

Gaius, it was only this time that he was completely depleted.