Empire... I'm back alive!
Sophisticated township unlike Toaizant. I feel strange and strong grief about the crowd and the running carriage. I don't come from the capital, but did I also have an attachment to this city?
The return was a large escort because of all the way there. The power of numbers is truly great when you think of the end of a connection.
Finish the escort to the Imperial Castle and be freed and stretched greatly. Now I'm free.
"That was easier than usual..."
"!? Are you serious?!
Cruz says with his cheeks pulled. Kilnite is silent.
Escort duty always meets scattered eyes. There was a lot going on this time, but my burden was minimal.
If you also say in a nutshell what you did, you just shook it at people. What you need to have is a dependable friend. If you think about it, it would have been easier.
Besides, I even got a smartphone on my carpet. A rare piece of treasure is a one-off, great reward for the hard work.
Pampering the shoulder of the carpet that stood next to me, he chops over here. Is it a luxury to want you to put it on top and fly properly?
I even came to the clan house and break up with Cruz, who took great care of me.
Whether it means fighting, spiritual support, and charging treasure, she's an MVP.
"Hmm...... it was completely scattered,. Don't call me cheap anymore, Yowaningen."
"... even launch?
"I have a report for Lapis,. By and large, the only way to launch it is me, Yowaningen and Kilnite, yah! What the hell was this guy, is it? I barely spoke, Yikes!
The bright red armored Kilnite remained upright next to me, even though they were talking about me. It will stay like this until Citrie comes to get it.
"Come on............... but I could count on you, couldn't I?
"How could you say that, Yowaningen? I'll be honest with you there."
"It's better than letting another fox member in."
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It didn't help at times of need, but it seemed like there was a mechanism in place to get the word across to the Citries, and without Kilnite, oh well, I wouldn't have been able to call the Citries in time.
Slap the armor of the oligarchy Killnite in the ass. Nor can the oligarchy point ever be said to be a faulty from the point of view of escort. Enough to stay out of the way and take him around much longer than I thought. We need to remember the raw meat from the meal then...
Killnite trembles against me with a friendly attitude.
When you move your arms in powerful motion like a machine, slowly lift your armor.
Cruz is opening his eyes and freezing. It was - it wasn't my face, it was a paper bag with two holes.
"Kill Kill......"
To give you a word as if it were a greeting, Kilnite walked into the cranhouse silently as it was. The hunters of Footprints, who are used to fighting various demons, are giving way.
As it was, Kilnite went up the stairs (presumably) and disappeared into Citrie's lab on the third floor.
"... Actually, it was you, Kirkill"
Seriously... Speaking of which, Citrie, it's like you said sarah...
Seriously, because of the usual strong impact, it's something you really don't know when you hide all the features with full body armor.
Cruz said softly to me that I was impressed from the bottom of my heart.
"... if I wasn't nice, I'd beat you up,"
"That's Cruz, sweet!
"You, you're definitely making fun of me, man!
Cruz pokes at me. Thus came the end of my escort journey.
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It's been a long time since I've taken off my 'perfect vacation' and deposited myself in a comfortable sitting clanmaster room chair in my usual outfit.
I finally felt comfortable.
'The perfect vacation' is a fairly convenient treasure piece, but it had the disadvantage of being too comfortable. Rumor has it that some of the other 'perfect vacation' enthusiasts are too worn to wear other clothes. I guess I'm fine because there's no difference between normal times and good times. [M] I don't have any extra work.
It still suits me to be sloppy in this place.
Eva makes me tea as usual. Everyday is great. And it sucks to even have tea on top of making me do all the clan-related work, or something like that while I'm at it.
Eva confirms it every routine.
"Mr. Klee. How was your escort request? Rumors come to my ears..."
"About thirty points, I guess. It didn't matter?
"I generally had no problem with it. Speaking of unusual things - The Lightning Knights are back from the expedition. I've already left."
"Heh, that's a bad time."
"Because they are mercenaries... and most of the other parties were absent, so was the leader, Mr. Lightning"
I heard a rare name.
The Knights of Lightning (Torch Nights) is the party with the largest number of people in Footprint.
The members are highly skilled and specialize in orderly standing around like an army, but rarely come back to the Imperial Capital because they are constantly going around the world in search of battlefields. Perhaps there is no perception that Empire is the stronghold within that party.
Incidentally, the Knights of Lightning (Torch Knights) is also one of the founding parties of the clan, but the party that makes little sense to enter such a clan cooperated because Citrine gave them a high potion.
In other words, it is gold. The motto of the party leader's light fire is, "You can buy life with gold." It goes so well with Citrie.
If it had been for the Lightning Knights, the Emperor's Guard could have thrown round too......
But it's already over. Any troublesome request, a done request is a good one. I got a carpet and a smartphone, so isn't that good?
When I made a big stretch, I threw my legs out and took the latest smartphone out of my nostalgia.
"Speaking of which, I hear you've successfully planted a memorial in Toaizant."
You're still a fast ear.
"Oh, I was making a fuss. I don't care."
Phantoms are also useful when they are useful. Mr Franz was saying that the meeting was not nearly there either because the Toeisant chief was very excited.
But I had nothing to do with it. I pushed it through. A lot of people have pushed me to thank you for where I heard the rumors, but don't know them all. I sent them home. I didn't even receive a gift. It was my sister Fox who did it, so say thank you that way.
But can that be called planting... Rumor has it we could have a forest in a day. Is there such a plantation?
Eva blinks her eyes.
"You have a face that doesn't float. Any concerns?
"Well. As much as I have a problem. [M] No, I already did everything I could."
Now that I think about it, I also feel that the pushing of my sister fox was irresponsible for whatever it was. The story seemed plausible, and I accidentally deposited it because my existence was too heavy, but maybe I should try to persuade him to look at the fold and go home. I also have a smartphone right now, so I think I can get in touch from a distance. That's about it.
"If you have a problem, I'll ride if you want..."
"Oh, I'm counting on you."
Yeah, it's Eva, after all. Let's definitely have the next escort follow us.
Just then I decided to open the door to the room.
It was Citrie with a big box with a handful of them that came in.
Speaking of which, I hadn't heard the details after I asked Her Royal Highness to train me. It's because I've been through a lot.
Safe, Your Highness gave it back, and Citrine didn't say anything, so I guess I didn't have a problem with it, but maybe you should ask him about the training he did for when he told you the story in the future.
As Citrine approached, she dyed her cheeks and said before I said anything.
"Look, Mr. Klee!
Oh, this attitude... now, Citrie... you want me to compliment you?
Fine. Let me give you a compliment. All right, great.
Citrie opens the crate willingly. There was a neat line of glass bottles in the box.
Pinch one of them and lift carefully. What was inside was red and black liquid. Low transparency, looks like blood at first glance.
That's a pretty creepy potion...... Well, how did you praise it?
Citrine said confidently to me as I grinned and waited for the commentary.
"Your report has been delayed...... look, Mr. Klee"
"All right, that's Citrie. Great."
"It's the blood of His Highness Mulina, as promised, so much blood work has been collected!
Check the full smile citrie and the glass bottles lined up with lots and lots of them. With that said, Your Highness Mulina...... you've been flirting a lot.
Obviously the number of bottles was abnormal. Pulling out all the blood of one human would not be this number. Not to mention His Highness Mulina is small.
Point your gaze at Eva.
"Eva, just now, but can I talk to you about your concerns?
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"It's royal blood, it's perfectly preserved, you can't get it first! The research leads to..."
With Eva's pale expression, she takes her seat off in footsteps as fluffy as Her Highness Mulina.
I had no choice, so I checked with the frightened Citrine.
"... are you alive?
"I administered a powerful hypertrophic potion so...... the burden seemed pretty good, but nothing abnormal about life!
Citrie, it's not that I wish my life wasn't unusual...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
I don't know what to do with this. He didn't say anything when he returned, but if he found out, wouldn't it be a death sentence?
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And the day after that, I got a call from the royal family. Maybe not anymore.