After I defeated Brian safely, Meir and I were off for about two days in a city called Ashim.

The city of Ashim is just halfway between Romane and Elxia, the king's capital.

I also stop by to replenish supplies once when I come.

This time I'm resting here to find out as soon as possible what happened to Gaston after that.

If we go as far away as Romane from the Wang capital, that's how late Gaston's information comes in.

It's also suspicious if Romane's city is safe for me in the first place.

Depending on Gaston's treatment after that, I'm a little dangerous, to be honest.

Princess Charlotte could have targeted her life for resentment.

As a result, he frequently travels to the city's Adventurer Support Office in Ashim to gather information.

It seems that the civil conflict in the neighboring country was over a long time ago, or that a three-necked dragon came out on the border, or that I saw a legendary adventurer in the country, only comes in for a fraction of what I'm not interested in.

But today, it's time to pass on the details of what happened in the King's Capital arena. It should fit.

Enter the Adventurer Support Office at the Ashim Branch and look around.

Compared to the city of Romane, there are mostly fewer people. I guess because, like Romane, there's no place near the city where affordable warcraft roam.

Even at the reception, some women adventurers are safely talking to the receptionist over the counter.

No one in particular seems to be paying attention.

There are other reception desks available, so there is no particular reason to stop them.

"Ah, Meir and Abel"

The female adventurer turns around and looks back at this one.

Ponytail's hair swells.

She is an F-class adventurer, Sheim.

I don't know what she's doing, an adventurer, in this city with very few warcraft nearby, but strangely affection often tells me a lot.

"I'm here. Example, information on Wang Du. I was at a martial arts tournament last night, and I met people."

"Is that true? How'd it go?

"A knight named Brian, who fought Gaston, lost his confidence and went back to the country to help him with his field work. It was supposed to be Brian who won."

B, Brian......

Were you that depressed after that?

"Because the First Prince's best knight is gone, the Second Prince of the Second Son has become the king's leading candidate - if it's a fuss. When you can't retain a powerful knight, that's the only way you can see the lack of hope. First Prince, I hear you're searching crazy for a replacement knight, but you won't find him first."

Shame says so and laughs happily with Kerakera.

"Oh, yeah. So, Gaston...?

When I asked, Sheim did a trick to cut his own neck with his fingertips and stopped at a piece of skin.

"They're supposed to have had some kind of awesome battle that people don't understand about that one. Brian's loss of confidence is the proof. I think the princess is desperately spreading the word to delude herself."

"... you mean a piece of skin, connected"

"Well, isn't it? Even if you're suspected by 10,000 people, there's no way the princess herself would admit her big mistake as a prefect. Rumor has it that the princess was forced to recommend it to the Epic Adventurer. Gaston, you know Abel, right? Good for you."

"Oh, yeah, thanks"

... you mean Gaston is in a terribly precarious position right now that he can't let it get away for the princess's decency, or put it on the table?

It's, well, it's a species with life. I want Gaston to live, somehow, strong.

"... So, Meir and Abel are already going back to Romane?

"Oh, I'm going to,"

"Oh, my God, I'm gonna miss you."

All the current problems were cleared up for now.

I still have some things I'd like to do in Romane, and let's just decide to be in that city for a while.

Gaston can't move anymore... but I guess I'll keep him on a tunnel hunt from now on and live loose.

Somehow, you say you've already punished me for doing something extra...

"With that said, there's a group of red-eyed people in the city of Romane with white hair and skin, like Abel. It's an exotic and prominent appearance, so it's rumored... hey, is it Abel's relative?

"" Huh?

Me and Meir hardened up.

"Did I say something bad about that, Atashi?

Shame scowls at the tip of his green hair and laughs bitterly.

I felt dizzy and almost fell into the spot.

Meir supports me and my body.

"Ho, is that true? It!? You're not kidding, are you?

"I'm not gonna lie like this. What's the matter, Abel, are you so close to your parents?

"To, let's run, Abel! Other than Romane, where is it! Somewhere!

Meir rocks my body.

"Oh, yeah. Anyway, this is the time to calm down and think calmly."

I don't mean to, but in the countryside... the circulation of information is inconvenient, it might be a good idea to head to the border.

Anyway, I can't go back to Romane. I need to sit back somewhere for a while.

"But how can a group... at best, I can't believe they're going to come after me, like Gisele, Gisele and Gisele..."

Really, that's all I can think of is Gisele.

It is to the extent that maybe Civy will follow there for a moment.

I don't understand why it's like group travel at all.

Did you also hold a tour around the city?

"A, Abel? Who's Gisele? Hey, hey, Abel, Abel!

Meir rocks my body harder.

"Stop! Shoulder off, shoulder off..."

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Anyway, Me and Meir were halfway confused.

Easy, easy. Me. Calm down and see how it moves in the future......

Shame was staring at us, but eventually he pounded his palm like a flash.

"What, what's going on?

"Speaking of which, I have a horn in my head and a bunch of people with gemstones on their foreheads. I also have a bunch in Romane. I wonder if it's a little different than Meir..."

Two horns, forehead magic crystal. Totally Doom.

Meir releases her hand from me powerless.

"Ugh, lying, right? Oh, no, why would you lie to Meir like that? Because... Mere is just a stoneless thing... it's not supposed to be worth killing until you look for it..."

"Uh... oh, sorry. I just heard the rumors, too, so I don't know the details - I mean... what's up, Meir?

"Ugh, uhh..."

Meir fluttered a few steps back, kneeling in and holding her mouth.

Due to excessive stress or spit diarrhea out of my mouth. He brought his neck about as it was and fell on the spot.

"Oh, hey, Meir? Mea!"

I held Meir's body and called her by name.