Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

At the end of the noble greeting of the break, Romero returns and the second half of the meeting begins.

"Well, here's the next agenda."

When Romero gives his eyes, he distributes to the nobles a few parchments on which the maid will be a resource.

I look at it and my spine is frizzy.

Because there were sketches and full body diagrams of demons that we fought in the hall before.

"I think we hear by the castle's reward that a new demon has broken out in the Stockhorn region. The Kaji King was the first to encounter it and delivered it to the castle. He conferred with Reinhardt, the neutral castle to the east, and Gustav to the west, and this demon was given a name. Take the name of this demon as Queen of Hearts"

"Queen of Hearts......"

Queen of hearts, that sounds awesome.

"The demon man now confirmed has now become five bodies. Mad Hatter to the west, Jabbawok to the south, and Heart of Queen to the east, Griffon, who has been completely out of the news for three years. The Humpty Dumpty crusaded by the Red Moon Empire hasn't completely killed off just because he went into dormancy either."

"There are rumors that Javawok is about to be used militarily by the Dorothea army..."

Romero also has a harrowing look when the nobleman speaks with his face in his face.

"You won't have to worry about the area in question. Now we have to think about the new Queen of Hearts."

"Yes, it is."

Altair was right, we talked about Queen of Hearts because we couldn't help but say this about the demon man who showed up in other parts of the world, but in the end we only know enough that he was born into this world with shallow sunshine and no power at all.

The nobles argue, but in the end, always. Don't bring this guy to our territory, why should I fight a crazy demon, there's just an ugly sleigh going on.

I'm getting tired of listening honestly. It's barren, too barren.

After nearly an hour of unanswered debate, I ended up settling in to see how things were going until the next one appeared.

I know postponing the conversation is the stupidest idea, but I don't have the right to tell my newcomer anyway.

After some agenda ensues, at the end and again, the maid distributes parchment to all.

"Now, for the last time, this is not a Kaji entanglement."

I saw the holy marks on the parchment and looked up.

A creepy eyeball mark in a round circle. I saw these holy marks the other day.

"Every once in a while yesterday, I'm making incidents everywhere, in the eyes of the cult Ammon. We spoke a little at the last meeting of nobility, but its forces do not show any subsidence. Especially in the city of Strawberry, where about 1,500 residents disappeared overnight, reports are up."

"Oh, my God... 1500 people"

"I determined it was a sin of the wicked because this evil mark was depicted everywhere in the city where every man was gone. The search for residents continues, but the safety is still unknown. I believe he was taken away by religious rituals."

"... a great number"

Strawberry is the Knights of the Holy Cross.

"That's right. The Knights of the Holy Cross are also starting to move into this situation. I'd like to clean this up before the Knights do."

I lean my neck against Romero's words.

If the Knights of the Holy Cross embarked on a cult crusade, wouldn't they solve it on their own, even if they were left alone later? Because I thought so.

When I'm not sure if I want to ask you a question, my neighbor Alice sees and ears me.

"The Knights of the Holy Cross choose no means for their purpose. Perhaps in this case, we'll be hunting evil in nearby cities and villages, but we'll almost certainly kill irrelevant people to get around."

He said, "Let the suspicions go, but you're a citizen of your country, right?

"It's a trivial sacrifice to eradicate evil for them. Values are different in the first place."

"What is it, medieval... if you've been around killing your allies to defeat evil, you've fallen together. Don't churches get mad at you for putting their hands together like that?

"The church can't do more. Because the church is only interested in more money and more believers."

"Isn't that just shit?"

"I'll skip the details, but I'm discovering one of their Azitos and thoughts from the agency that was investigating Ammon's eyes."

"Oh, that's awesome"

"That's Mr. Romero."

"At last, I want someone to take responsibility for the destruction of this Azito."

The nobles, who were praising Romero, quiet at once, all looking in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

That's really easy to understand, Koitsu et al.

Well, is this where my new girlfriend gives you a name? But if he thinks you're busier than the new guy, then no, wait, wait, wait, wait. You're more dangerous than the cult.

When you're alone, yeah, yeah, and you're nagging, Romero's gaze turns to Altair.

Sir Altair, I don't care what you do. If you can find Ajito, destroy him.

Altair bowed his head when he prayed for his life.

Apparently, that Altair or something will do it.

"Then this meeting of nobles is over."

When Romero sets the scene, after he leaves the room, the other nobles also rise and in turn put on Romero's mansion.

I thought I'd let you do the same, so I went outside the mansion.

Outside, the sun was already falling, and the sun was approaching. I bump into someone when I try to get out of the huge front door thinking it's already dark when I get home.

It was a handsome nobleman in a stylish hat, Altair.

"Oops, sorry"

"Welcome."

Unlike Altair, I try to get in the carriage on my way home.

Then Alice and Marco came to see me off.

"Sakusan, definitely come to school!

"I'm looking forward to it too"

"Well, of which"

I have to go when I'm expected to get this far. I'll have to work out a schedule with Dee later.

Marco frowned and peered at me from the bottom when he thought so.

"What's up?

"Um, Sasaki, what's wrong with the collar? You were wearing it earlier, weren't you?

"What? Still on..."

I try to touch my own collar, but I do not have a collar stamp.

"Oh!?

"Could you have dropped it? Oh, my God, that's so important that you won't reissue it!

"Maybe in the conference room, I'll see!

"I'll find you in the mansion, too!

They rush back to the mansion, but I remember what happened earlier.

It was when Altair and I bumped into each other's shoulders, and that was when the man did smile for a moment.

"I thought you were the enemy, that bastard. Most handsome men are my enemies."

I'll hit one tongue and look for the missing Altair.

When I asked the guard at the mansion if he had seen him, he was able to get information that the man had gone towards a river nearby.

When he reached the small river, standing on a plate that said Lynd River, a little bit of a run from the mansion, he did not hide under the little bridge on the river, and had a thin grin as if he had been waiting for me.

"That bastard, you're a convict."

I approach Altair angrily on my shoulders.

"Hey, you give me my collar back. You stole it when I bumped into you earlier."

"Are you talking about this?

Altair shows off her golden collar badge from inside her pocket.

The collar was brand new and I got it and it didn't look wrong.

"Give it back, why did you take it?"

As I approached, Altair threw a collar stamp towards the river.

Po makes a light noise and lands about right in the middle of the river.

The river flows there fast, and small things like collar stamps will soon be flushed away.

"Now go get it. I don't like you, for good reason, do I?

"Don't be ridiculous, you threw by switching collars and stones when you threw"

I switched it to stone because it was critical to throw. You wanted to see me go in the river and look around for a collar badge, but what do you say?

Altair was making a fool of this one. He only gives a surprised look for a moment.

"No, excuse me. It was a little awkward to notice this shade of darkness."

That's what I said. I knew I wasn't throwing it. Show me the collar badge here.

"This collar is the next thing in your life for a nobleman to take care of. If you want this back, I want you to listen to me."

Is that what this is all about from the beginning? But shut up and be left alone.

"Dude, I don't know if it's Altair or Alon Alpha, but don't get too worked up over here. Enough to take it back from a noble bong like you."

"Is that easy?

It was from behind me that the voice sounded.

He moved behind me in an instant.

"Stupid, you can't chase him with your eyes!? To your bong bong!?

The moment I look back, my fist flickers in my stomach, and his knee pierces my lowered face.

You bastard. I know how to fight. It's not just a bong.

But the last thing I care about is keeping this one from falling.

"Don't you dare!

As I tried to get my hands on black iron, there was another man standing in front of me, apart from Altair.

The man is slightly over two metres in a giant body and wears an unsuitable swallow tail suit. Why didn't I realize such a big man existed?

Around the age of about a grand age, wrinkles and scars in the deep face of digging make this guy look older.

Quite a bit of this one, too, so I can tell. The butler, like this Hercules statue moved out as it were, is far worse than Altair.

An inorganic eye with zokri and chills stared down at this one.

Just at first glance, unpleasant sweat erupts from all over your body, and a strong discomfort strikes you that makes your heart eagle.

I can't. I can't help it. Intimidation alone kills me.

"Sword God Liberated!

I pull out the king's pawn, release the sword god, and instantly embody the sword shadow, and it jumps backwards about five or six meters in an instant like a played cat.

He's no good, he's no good. I feel pressure beyond the demon man I've seen before (Queen of Hearts).

"Ho, I'd appreciate it if that was true power, or if you went out to dodge it instantly the moment you increased your fighting power. Looks like we're going to be able to spot this power."

My knee is about to be smashed just by a voice that sounds like a demon king from the bottom of the earth.

Who the hell is this guy?

"Don't bully him too much"

"Kukukuku, what's wrong? You look like a pigeon was lumped with poison on a bean you ate."

"That must be dead."

Strengthened yet I lay my hands on black iron, but those hands tremble in small pieces.

This guy is a bad guy. I can't see the bottom in the darkness I see behind my eyes.

If I kill hundreds, no, thousands of people, I'll have eyes like this demon.

"It's something I keep to other nobles, but I'll teach you something special. He's..."

"Become!?

I couldn't understand what he said, and it stopped for a second.

"He's a demon. It would have also come up on today's agenda. He's a demon called Griffon who made him disappear. But that's just a common name, the real name is..."

"Old King The Dokiel"

Zadkiel mumbles his teeth out and makes a grin to show.