"Is that the rumored peasant knight?"
"Aren't you really a child? I can't believe Lord Raymond lost that one."
"Did you hear that? During the winter, they were selling scum vegetables for the poor."
"Why has the Lord given a territory to such a despicable thing? There will be as many other feat knights to gain territory"
"No, you can't be stupid. He seems to be able to use magic from a different system than the Fontana family. I saw it the other day when I mobilized, but while I was looking around, a position was created. I saw something horrible."
"It must be some nobleman's string. I must advise the Lord once."
Apparently, I'm getting a lot of attention.
The people around and observing me were not ordinary people such as peasants I usually see.
All of that is in the position of a knight, a person belonging to a privileged class different from the common people.
Working on the battlefield is a must to be a knight, and I can say that origin is irrelevant in that regard.
But in fact, it seems that those whose parents are knights are more likely to be taken to knights.
After all, ordinary peasants don't have any decent weapons, just eat them every day.
I guess there's a big difference in terms of parents being knights is better able to educate themselves in brilliance.
The existence of me suddenly appearing to such a knight deserves attention, and I guess it's a blind eye.
It didn't have a very good vibe.
But still, there doesn't seem to be one that inadvertently makes me obnoxious.
It would feel like you're only looking at it from a distance.
Why am I supposed to be staring at the knights?
That's because the year has dawned.
Apparently even the aristocratic customs around here celebrate the New Year.
The knights come to greet their lords at the dawn of the year.
Naturally, even though I'm new here, I have to take part in the event.
We went to Carlos' castle in the city of Fontana on the date we were informed.
By the way, I can travel even during the winter thanks to Valkyrie.
But the other knights don't either.
So not everyone, but when the snow starts to fall, the knights of the territory gather in the city of Fontana.
There is also an aristocratic city in the city, where we stay during the winter months and celebrate the New Year.
Instead, there may be more knights in their own territory who have deputies and live in the city.
I came to the city of Fontana as it snowed. I'm going up to Carlos' castle.
The castle in the heart of the city of Fontana, with its exterior walls, is a step higher than the other buildings because it is on a hill.
I guess that construction still has more significance as a building inhabited by the powerful than the meaning of a fort like the castle in the north of the river I built.
It was more like a massive western hall with a luxurious construction, like a blue roof connected to a tall tower on a bright white wall.
There seems to be a wide entrance hall inside, between the knights, etc.
So they wait, and when they call their names, they lead them to the waiting Lord of Carlos.
Carlos sits in this luxurious chair again, in the back between the lords, where there was a beautiful carpet.
As the knight who has come to celebrate the New Year enters among the Lord, he aligns himself before Carlos, greeting each and every one of them.
The newcomer, me, seemed to be the last in that order, and after a long wait, I finally finished watching.
But that's not the end of it.
Now we moved in between the feasts and a standing dinner party began.
So again, I was to be observed by other knights.
"Hmm, you have an awesome sense of awesomeness. It's too much that I don't know you."
I've felt too alienated since I came to Carlos' castle, and I've been talking to myself.
Those with the Barca surname are also generally regarded as knights, but they are only under my command, and I am the only one who was recited from Carlos to the knight.
For that reason, I was the only one who came all the way inside this castle.
If it's true, I guess I should even talk to all kinds of people here.
But there were many knights who would have had something to do with Raymond, and some of them were hostile.
I don't even want to bother talking to you and bring in trouble.
I couldn't help it, so I thought about killing time by observing the knights, too.
I will look at the knights as they eat prepared meals.
Naturally, I don't just look.
I concentrated my magic on my eyes and observed it.
Again?
I noticed a certain law as I watched the knights I'd barely known before.
That was clearly that the quality of magic was better for those who seemed to be accustomed to the battlefield.
A lot of magic was of poor quality, and some people in my eyes were either thin magic sprouts or invisible.
Perhaps those people are the kind of ones that were once given to the top of the magic path according to Raymond.
But those who are likely to be on the battlefield seem to have at least a good quality amount of magic.
I'm sure he took a way to improve nature and quality from his polished experience on the battlefield.
Still, I think I have a better quality of magic.
I think this is pretty big information.
Maybe you should tell your Bite brother to add magic training as well as physical training.
Let's think about it later.
"Hmm? What's that guy?"
But there was only one person in it who was different.
The magic in my eyes is completely different from the other knights.
Sometimes it will be of high quality.
But more than that, it was the deviation of magic.
The owner of a flesh that I don't think has ever been very much on the battlefield with a smooth body.
What if he wasn't a knight?
A person who works as a service carrying dishes served to a banquet that is open between banquets.
The man had all his magic concentrated only on his head.
"Does concentrating magic look that way? That's pretty uncomfortable."
The knights are all wrapped up in magic all over their bodies and they look unnecessarily strange because they are not biased.
I was worried about the person so different that I went to this banquet to speak to myself for the first time.