Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

"Sylvia, for now, you apologize to me"

"Hey, what are you talking about? Suddenly."

Put yourself in my language, Sylvia. A slightly frightened look tickles the abusive mind.

No, no, not if you're saying something.

"After all, are you angry that you went ahead on your own?

"It doesn't. Well, it's troublesome, Sylvia's favor. There's no reason to say no."

Yes, it doesn't matter.

"... So what are you angry about?

Sylvia tilts her neck at Cotten if she doesn't know why.

Sometimes the cute tricks that come out are called iron women. There are also cool characters, Sylvia and Gap, and there are things that come to pass. And now my heart is still pounding. Gap adorable.

All the while, my brain thought went out of line again. Let's get back to it.

"No, you... it's good to be angry that you've been locked up for two days... but this is the little museum!

Yes, it is a splendid four-story mansion with a large garden that is likely to have a tea party with something not even the Lordship Hall that spreads in front of you right now. There are only slightly larger lodgings around, but only this building had the style to ride the Royal Hotel name. I don't know if there's any style in the inn.

"What are you talking about, Yong, aren't you little?"

"Big time! Big enough! Bigger than my high school gym!

By the way, my high school gym is huge with two basket courts and the ceiling is high enough to kick up a volleyball and not reach critical.

"I don't know what to say about what I want to do, but I can't deny the feeling that I'm a little stubborn in inviting heavy towns in other countries. Right, you don't have to go as far as the Lordship Hall, it's like a castle..."

Damn, that said, he was a bourgeois and a royal of great powers!

"Hey, what do you think, actually? Is it small?

Leo grinned bitterly when he asked Leonhardt, who was laughing at Nico behind Sylvia's diagonal.

"I think it's too big. In the first place this is an inn for a few nobles from other countries..."

This Empress, you can stay a few aristocrats by yourself. You still don't have enough!?

That's right. I remember. Three years ago, Sylvia was always upset about something. Yes, except when my sister, Olivia, could sleep in a large, luxurious room, she was always sharpening her sharp eyes like a knife she pulled out.

Other than Nojuku. Except for the finest duvet, it doesn't fit my sister! and I can still remember the noise at the cheap lodging in the hundreds of f "Forn" overnight.

"What are you doing, Yong? Let's go."

"Aye."

Well, is it too late now? If you can sleep in the luxury or in the lower classes, it's no big deal for me.

"Leonhardt, please later"

Having seen Chilla and Leo, Sylvia sees and directs a knight waiting behind Leonhardt.

"Yes.... From 1st to 4th Platoon, guard the building, from 5th to 16th Platoon..."

A refreshing young man, Leonhardt, who had a strong impression of saying, turns off his grin and begins to skip instructions to the troops.

"Some kind of boulder, right?"

"Bad will, but as a knight, you can't call yourself a genius or anything like that. You're good enough, Leonhardt."

Surely he was in his late twenties. For an army general, young Leonhardt is captain of the emperor's Kingsguard because of his high combat and command abilities, which should also be said to have been isolated.

Especially when it comes to combat ability, the Demons, that's enough to antagonize the Duke class too.

It's enough to snort the most powerful name of mankind.

"But even if the Lord of a country doesn't escort him to the city alone, Leo can forgive him."

I came to pick up Sylvia, Leonhardt, but I kept hearing about how the walk was on the road and all that. Is there zero concern?

"If you say so, don't stop."

This king, he called me Shire.

"... you're aware"

"Naturally, I'm not going to be that stupid"

Sylvia swelled her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

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"Wow..."

Sylvia said she was staying at the inn, but the minute I walked in, I was flabbergasted.

Chandeliers, ornamental armor, paintings and many other works of art.

And the central staircase for climbing the upper floor, and the stained glass above it, is breathtaking.

How dare you complain about this stuff?

Walking on the red carpet, two maids show up from somewhere.

"Bring me some tea, then Pamela."

"I'm in awe"

Sylvia won't stop walking as she gives her jacket and hat to the maid who came running over.

"This man's jacket is good. There would have been a room I didn't use more than that, let me use it."

"I'm in awe"

I also try to keep my 'black executor' coat. Stop the maid and give instructions.

"I'll drop in the maid later. You need to rest till then."

So Sylvia went up the stairs.

Rest, huh? Well, I'm mentally tired of everything happening in one day. Do you want me to give Sylvia a break?

"Customer"

"Hmm?"

When I looked at the caller, the maid bowed her head respectfully.

"I serve His Majesty the Emperor, 'Helena,' my name is. We'll show you now."

Sooner or later, Mr. Helena turned her heels back and started going up the stairs.

You can't leave me, I followed her.

I don't know what to say after all, but as expected, the room I was put through had an elaborate interior that I didn't think would be an inn.