"Al, where are you going?

"I'm going to work, Master Garrod. I'm going out for a little while."

"I want to go, too. Al, take me."

"Huh? Nothing good, but it's not the city of Fontana, Master Garrod. You'll be going around some towns and villages, but if that's okay with you, do you want to come with me?

"Yeah, go. Yay, I'm with Al."

There was something else to do, even though measures were taken against migrants coming to Fontana and so on.

Someone spoke to me today as I was traveling inside Barca Castle after I changed my clothes in an attempt to do the job.

This is Garod, king of this kingdom of Fontana.

Garrod is a child of the late Carlos, who hits a half-brother with my wife Lilina.

I mean, for me, Garrod will be my nephew.

Sometimes next year I would be 5 years old, and this is how we talked inside Barca Castle.

The Garrod suddenly said he wanted to go out with me.

Is it a child's whim?

I thought about what to do for a moment, but okay.

Because of this, why don't you take Garrod?

That's what I thought. I decided to take Garrod to work.

"Here, where?

"It's Burma, northeast of the city of Fontana. Today we will revolve around several towns and villages around here. Please stick with me. Be careful if you make weak noises along the way, I'll leave you there."

"You're not gonna say anything weak, are you?

"Really? Shall we go then?"

I came to the city of Burma using a transfer stone from Barca Castle.

This used to be Elance's territory, but not now.

Because Elance was to become a borderline ambassador and entrust the Carmus district.

For this reason, the former Knights of Burma territory is under the direct jurisdiction of Fontana.

"What are you doing here? You fight the bad guys or something?

"No. We're going to the funeral today."

"A funeral?"

"That's right. There's a funeral for a soldier who died fighting for Fontana."

If you jump into that Burmese city, let the person you were contacting beforehand guide you through the city.

Today, I came to this city to go to the funeral, as I told Garrod.

I've been dressed in black lineage clothes at Barca Castle getting ready.

Garrod is similarly made to wear clothes in a dull shade of shimmering.

We were taken by a guide to a cemetery in the city.

The city of Burma seems to have a cemetery set up for burial.

And a funeral was to take place in that cemetery.

"Ko, this is Master Barca. Thank you for taking the time to get to a place like this. I didn't think you'd really come."

"No, I just wanted to mourn those who fought and died for the Kingdom of Fontana. I want you to carry out the ceremony as usual without paying too much attention."

"Well, even if they say so. I didn't expect your nobility to come.... Um, Master Barca. Is your child Barca's child?

"No, it's not. This is Lord Garrod of Fontana. I was told I was attending the funeral, and they followed me with patience."

"... eh. Oh, the king?

"I'm sorry. It was decided today that the king would come with us, and we couldn't get in touch in time. Dear Garrod, this man is Legola. We are the mourners at today's funeral because of the death of our hometown soldier from Burma"

"Right. Greetings, Legora."

"... hey, how scary. No, excuse me. All the soldiers who fought would be pleased if King Fontana had gone to the funeral. Thank you."

"Legola, Master Garrod is unfamiliar with the way Burma funerals. I want you to tell me when something happens. Don't be rude to the deceased."

"There is no such thing. Come on, both of you, over here."

Legola will show you to the funeral.

He is a man of Mr. Maddock's age, a fierce man who once waved weapons on numerous battlefields.

Even so, I wasn't a knight.

but he seemed to work under it when Elance was ruling the city of Burma in recognition of his prowess.

He said that Elance flourished to gain other territories, but then decided to remain in the city of Burma.

The funeral I took part in today is for soldiers who died fighting the coalition in the Fontana Crusade.

Fontana, who drove the coalition back to victory and made independence a firm one, but the damage was not zero.

Thus many young men lost their lives and scattered in the battle.

Actually, I've been attending the funerals of soldiers who died this way for a long time.

Since obtaining the means of travel called transfer stones, time can now be shorter than travelling on the Valkyrie until then, thus further increasing the scope for participation.

The city of Burma had never had a chance to come because it had been Elance's territory until now, but it had appeared at quite a few funerals everywhere.

There is an explanation for this.

That leads to me being a complete builder.

When Carlos, my predecessor in the Fontana family, died, I immediately moved to assume the position of principal agent.

Most knights were convinced when they saw my deeds because they had both blood and power to do so.

but it's not like I wasn't dissatisfied.

Just because a knight from a peasant who suddenly came out stands above us is what makes us want to unconditionally defy.

To that end, I have dated the knights with those hands, but one of them was to actively attend the funeral.

Everyone would be sad if people died.

If we attend there and weep together about the person's death, that's all we'll get through our minds.

And it wasn't just for knights, and even peasants participated in funerals in the same way.

For ordinary peasants, I would be like on a cloud acting as the chief proxy of the aristocracy.

What if such a man wept for those who fought as one soldier with no visibility whatsoever?

Often they thanked me for crying with them.

At the same time, because of the thought that they would do that for just soldiers, others who saw it also said they wanted to join the army.

Well, I can finally say that for me participation in this funeral is a kind of political act to raise my image and gain support from the people.

I've worked on farmland improvement, building buildings, or doing an image enhancement on the radio, but this is actually how I've been trying to make a better impression from the tip little things.

And I also showed that to Garrod this time.

Nothing. I don't want you to galore this way.

Garrod, unlike me, was born a rightful aristocratic man, who was then officially recognized as king by the Doren royal family and by the Church.

My position is overwhelmingly different from mine.

You won't have to do anything so detailed.

but Garrod had big problems.

That means you're too strong.

Carlos died and became the head of Fontana at a young age of two.

That means receiving the same magic from his subordination as Carlos from a very young age.

In other words, Garrod was also able to use [Ice Summoning], which was the top magic at the age of 2.

However, at that age, the spell was not activated because the pronunciation did not yet appear to be successful.

However, there was already considerable physical ability due to abundant magic for a 2-year-old.

And Garrod, who is almost five years old, has reached a point of strength that adults in that area can't fathom.

Speaking of children, they will often have eclampsia if something doesn't go as expected.

Of course that happens to Garrod year after year.

Then it's usually something that adults stop, but in the case of Garrod, they can't even contain it unless they bring knight-level humans.

I had no idea how Garrod would grow in that state.

So I used what Garrod said he wanted to follow me out to work from himself.

I attended each funeral not only in the city of Burma, but also around a number of smaller towns, villages, etc., where I also took Garrod.

To show that life in a castle without any kind of disability is not taken for granted, and that there are people living in a poor land without much.

Shall I show Garrod the outside like this once in a while?

And when the royal tomb is finished in time, let's give Garrod a job at that ceremony.

After seeing all the funerals, you might somehow know what the royal tomb means.

With that in mind, I rode on Valkyrie's back with Garrod to the town where the funeral was scheduled.