The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

How much does it cost to party today?

The large hall of the Royal Castle of Larchia is lined with a vast array of dishes and alcohol. Three hundred people have a huge hall boasting a superior capacity, and I'm sure if you look at the people who are still rubbish like washing potatoes, it's the kind of money you can't even imagine, and the root is that Kota, a small citizen, chops fruit liquor in a poured cup.

"Are you having fun...... and that doesn't seem like a reason"

Tilting his cup, Kota looks back at the voice calling from behind. In front of him, he took a glass in his right hand and looked at Klaus, who showed it with a slight lifting, and raised his cup with a bitter smile to match it.

"Did it look so boring?

"Yeah. I don't know what to say..." I miss you alone, "my back said, didn't it?

To Klaus with a soft grin, Kouta glanced at Klaus, strengthening the colour of his bitter smile more than earlier - apart from where he had been looking earlier, he jumped his gaze at Erica, who was dressed in a beautiful dress, unlike the usual blue dress. No heart, Sarah's blonde hair shines in the light on her more temperamental makeup than usual. Such Erica was colluding with an old man who Hota did not know.

"Right now, Master Erica is talking to the Marquis of Lauder. You will be hit by the youngest brother of His Majesty the King of previous generations...... you will be hit by the great uncle of Erica. I now live in a single country in Titanium, but Erica came all the way out of Titanium to tell me she could come to the king's capital."

"... ha"

"Incidentally, one of the 'nine-member committees' over there where His Royal Highness Sonia is talking is Ralph Hambalt, Solvanian general manager of the Hambalt Brothers Chamber of Commerce. Number two of the Ralph Brothers Chamber of Commerce, right? Ayano and I are talking..."

"His Excellency Chancellor Rudolph of the Kingdom of Larchia, right? So, who's talking to Mr. Theon and Mr. Aria?

"That must be... oh, the vendors who are in and out of the University of Larchia. Aria's lecture is popular, so it will surely be a book sale as a teaching material. Personally, I don't know about that kind of conversation on these occasions. Isn't that innocent?

"As much as I understand Chi, it's not like I have an edge in a place like this. So... Honestly, I don't have a place."

To Kota, who says so and shows his shoulders flattered, Klaus a soft grin in bitterness, a word.

"'Night club' is that kind of thing."

The party, hosted by the Royal Family, became a grand event that even invited more than intermediate chambers of commerce, leading nobles, and nobles from other countries, including the constituent chambers of the Committee of Nine. All I see is that Lotte deliberately breaks it as' gross'.

"It's tough on small citizens, honestly"

It was at first that Kota sparkled her eyes at the number of people in line, the beautiful decorations and the delicious looking dishes, but the fun was until the first thirty minutes.

"Well, Erica and Sonia are royal... and even Theon and Aria are fine powerful people, so"

Seriously, it remains to say that it is too close to understand its' awesomeness'. We are always sleeping together, but Erica and Sonia are fine royalty, and Erica is the sister of the current king. Even Sonia is the princess of the trade empire, and Theon... is usually, well, that, but still a talented woman who serves as the chief researcher at the Academy. The same is true for Aria, and it is about Emili and Ayano who are likely to be able to 'match' Kota if they are strong.

"Even then... I was surprised. I didn't know that Lady Lalchia and Ms. Cotta were known."

This is it. If I tell you, all the women gathered around Hauta are exhaustive 'big names', and they are just lads who are said to be demon kings in a regional territory of Hauta and elsewhere in Rondo de Terra. In terms of 'value in use', the priorities clearly go down, well in the end.

"Me, it is. Me."

Here's the thing. By the way, I'm off early in the start with Emili, the other person who seems to fit the story. In other words, Hota is in a 'lost' state on top of 'me'.

"I can't believe" The Demon King of Rondo de Terra "is alone and lost, I'm sure you'd be surprised if the management conference members at Hotel Larchia heard about it.

"Really? I think I'd rather slap my hand and laugh?

Especially around the finance and HR directors, who were completely cleared of scandals by Hota.

"Well, there are lines like that. But that's why I'm here to make sure you don't make my dear friend a laughing thing. Let me talk to you, okay?

Take two glass shaped like champagne glass from the maid of honor walking in, and offer one to Kota. He only bowed his head and received it, and Kota opened his mouth.

"Do you mind?

"Yeah. Honestly, because I'm the same thing as Mr. Coata. Not lost, though."

"Who would also be the general manager of the main building at Hotel Larchia?

"Today is' Attaché of Elise Burkhardt, acting as chairman of Hotel Larchia ', right? And... well, in places like this"

Holla, and the point I pointed at in the glass. Surrounded by many men, looking at Elle in a chic black dress.

"Generally speaking, women are the stars."

"Is that the kind of thing?

"Because many people in power are men, and men prefer beautiful women. This is precisely how young monks who are not worthy of use are treated."

"Do you have something inside you?

"Not much at the moment, is it? Instead, you'd be better off for not being thieved since you were little, I am. Besides, it can be a measure."

"Measure?"

"Currently, to what extent am I in a 'position' right now? This is an opportunity to dress up for a precise place in this flame social world."

After turning a slightly surprised glance at Klaus, who clearly said so with a taunted attitude, Kota slowly put his mouth on the glass.

"I see. Is that how you think"

"Though I admire the fun way of thinking and self-portraying rather than thinking backwards"

"You're right."

Right? And he laughs and shows it to me, and Klaus reaches for food like roast beef placed on the table.

"... yeah, it's delicious. How about Mr. Coata, too?

"I'm getting it. It's just... it's just so fancy, I honestly can't accept my stomach"

Kota does such a pathetic little civic thing with a pitiful face.

"It's tough to get used to it, isn't it? In the future...... right. If you are looking to cross with the Committee of Nine at all costs. Regardless of the food, the 'atmosphere' like this night club will always accompany you. I can tell you a little bit about Coata... you'd rather not negotiate, wouldn't you?

"I'll do good. Well, it's subtle if you can."

Klaus turns his gaze slightly surprised at the appearance of Kota, who throws up a weak dialogue at no time. Kota opened her mouth to a bitter smile when she noticed sensitive to that gaze.

"Surprise, is it?

"Yep. That's what makes it a little hard to imagine that you, who presented a brilliant 'speech' at Hotel Larchia, would be rudely indulged in this atmosphere..."

Especially so. Let Kouta look a little farther into Klaus' words.

"Don't you laugh?

"I'll laugh."

"Really? So... Huh? Wow, laugh?

"Isn't that an interesting story? To speculate, it's that 'Demon King' failure. I'm sure it'll be very interesting. Well, you laugh, don't you?

"... Normally, in that case, you don't say 'I don't laugh' even if you're lying?

"I would care if it were someone else in red, because I wouldn't care for 'friends'. And I told you about my shameful past."

"... after all, you are Mr. Zion's friend. I think they look a lot like that, don't you?

"The kind will call their friends."

That's what I said, to Klaus' gaze, who just told me to talk fast in the dark, one sigh. As he gave up, Kota opened his mouth.

"Once upon a time... yeah, it was when I was in Yamate. I was at a party with my manager at the time. At the Dealer's Anniversary Celebration...... sure, a hundred and twentieth anniversary, was it? I was called to that celebration."

"So?"

"Well, that deal was a pretty big deal even for Yamate, wasn't it? It was a party that Yamate's politicians would attend, and my boss threatened me." Look, Matsuyo. Never, ever, ever get crude, huh? You're not the only one. Our necks will fly. "

"... it"

"Well, I was so nervous. I didn't put much emphasis on table manners because it was a standing food format like this one...... in the first place, I'm a young monk in his early twenties who never had the chance to talk to such a 'on the clouds' greatness. Well, nervous and nervous."

……

"... I'll change the story, but I'm by no means a strong alcoholic. What do you think would happen if I kept drinking like that to distract me in extreme tension?

To Kota's words, Gokuri and Klaus sip.

"... what happened?

"In the meantime, your boss hasn't looked me in the eye for about a week. I thought to myself, 'Oh, this is over'. Honestly, it's close to a miracle you got fired."

"... is that so,"

"You don't really remember what you're afraid of, do you? It's just that I remember fragments."

"... What do you remember?

"I feel like I was tapping the head of a thinner head."

……

"I know it's probably my fault, but somehow the Prime Minister... Yeah, I think he looked like Yamate's Prime Minister."

"... alcohol, do you stop?

"I'm fine today. I'm restraining myself. Besides, am I getting stronger, too? I haven't had a drink lately until I lost my memory."

If Emily were here, she'd say, 'What are you talking about, Master Courta!' I would have stuck it in, but Hate Emily is absent.

"Well that's why... I'm kind of not comfortable with this kind of partisan stuff"

Kota Matsudai is the basic, the type of person who learns from failure. I'm not the type of person who can do everything cleverly from the beginning. I don't generally say this is a bad idea because I sometimes say it's because I failed on the ground, but I still need an environment where I can 'try again if I fail' as a prerequisite. Raw Hate, Hota will never be called to a party like this again where "The Great One" participates, and in the end, only time passes without fail, and if you say it, it's "traumatic".

"... I'm sorry, it's kind of a funny story"

I laugh if it's funny, Klaus said, but I guess there's a lot to think about. Some strange, then turned his raw and warm gaze to Kota.

"... and it's tough, and so is the confectionery shop"

"A confectioner?

"Yeah. 'Cause it's Mr. Coata's home, the confectioner, isn't it? Even Yamate has quite a history."

What are you talking about, opening your mouth and closing it.

"Yeah, yeah. Yes, it is. It's pretty tough, and so is the confectioner!

"I'm sure it must be tough with training. If you say 'boss', are you a senior craftsman or something? Normally, it's something I can't say tough to my successor inside, but it says, 'My neck will fly, so do it right! An employee who was able to..."

"Well, enough of that story! Well, that's better than that... I know this is the way to put it, but it's going to cost a lot of money, right?"

If I talk to you any more, I'll get a rundown. He decides so, joins his hands in his heart and forcefully tries to change the direction of the topic, 'I'll be sure to reveal it at some point'.

"What is money... about a night club?

Safe and successful redirection.

"Yeah. I don't know the details, but the food and service are top notch, right?

"So is the oil that lights the lamp. Well, I can't do nightclubs or anything if I'm concerned about that. By the way, can I brag about one thing?

"Go ahead."

"This dish is made by the cook at Hotel Larchia"

"... boulders, prestigious hotels. You're not royalty."

"Well, not all of it. There are naturally cooks in the royal castle. It's just that when it comes to these massive nightclubs, the royal castle cooks really aren't enough to cook and still try to make dishes that don't lose quality."

"Help comes out of Hotel Larchia,"

"It sounds like a yah story, the amount is good too. The royal castle is not worth it."

That said, "Shall I convert to a staffing business for whatever reason" shows Klaus with a smile, including tea glare, in response to Kota clapping his shoulders.

"Maybe that's an ant, too. What if the maids in this room were sent to the hotel Larchia anyway?

"It is the mountains that want to do so... unfortunately, many maids in the royal castle are better. Dispatch from Hotel Larchia is a little difficult, as noble children are served with a behavioral apprenticeship."

"Are you kidding me?

"I know. Well, that's why..."

"- This, you idiot! I told you it wasn't!

"Phew, phew! So, but Flora!

"But no! What's wrong, this!

"I'll take care of it! We also have a spare room to see if this could happen."

"Oh well. Well, then - what the hell is that!

"Heh? This is me! It's a carpet!"

"You think you can substitute with a carpet!

"You just have to lay it down, don't you?

"It's too appropriate! You idiot."

……

……

"... excellent?

Hota throws her gaze at Klaus in front of her as she shifts her gaze and consciousness from the maid yelling at her in the corner of the venue and the maid who somehow spreads the carpet to show her a good grin. Klaus managed to carry on the words with such a gaze, grinning like a heart attack.

"As it is, well... generally, excellent"

Kouta also gives an ambiguous nod back to Klaus' words as if he had been forced to twist them. The maid of honor would be excellent, but it's not what Hota knew.

"So..."

- There he is!

A loud, wild voice echoes from behind Kota into the Great Hall so as to block the talking Kota. For a moment, the air in the hall stopped and the participants jumped their gaze at the audio source, but when they identified the audio source, they went back to bickering as if nothing had happened.

"... again"

I put my hand on my forehead and - twisted my neck to Klaus, who exhaled a lot louder and showed it, while Kota also jumped his gaze back to find out where the sound came from.

"- You're Courta Matussillo!

There was a bear.

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There's a bear, Hota thought. But this king's capital, Larchia, that can't be a bear or anything in the middle of a nightclub either. In other words, it is a human being in the shape of a bear.

"Whoa! I missed you, Courta!

But it only looks like a bear. In addition, quite a few years - on the contrary, for the sake of his age, which is not ridiculous by calling him an old man, there is a futilely energetic bear human being.

"Oh, because you call me Coata! Isn't that nice? Nah!"

Approval without even hearing a reply, while casting doubt. Or just to confirm, the bear slapped Kota on his shoulder while walking in a way that seemed to have a hinge and a phonetic sound.

"- Whoa!

Strong.

To Kouta, who squatts with her shoulders under pressure without much intense pain: 'Is that it?' A bear who floats his face and then scratches his head to show it.

"No, Wa-wai-wai. I made a mistake. Are you all right, Coata?

Grab Kota's shoulder and stand up, raising a voice that is not voiced by pain. Kota tasted the synergy with the earlier pain in its powerful grip. It hurts devastating.

"- Whoa!

"Even so... you're weak. You, you gotta work out some more, right?

With a sharp gaze, Kota thinks.

'They'll eat'.

It doesn't mean anything popular, but when it is purely 'eaten', Kota thinks so without a multiplier and turns his gaze to Klaus next door to ask for help. Honestly, it's just a little tear-eyed.

"… Your Excellency. It's time for you to let go of Mr. Coata."

Klaus, who spoke like an outcast voice, saw the backlight without a metaphor.

"Hmm?... Ooh! Klaus, it's Klaus! How have you been?

"Not as good as you, though. Better than that."

"Oh, wow."

Bear to release the shoulder I was grabbing. To so much pain, Klaus spoke gently as he stroked his back to Kota, who squatted with his shoulders down again.

"Are you all right?

"That's right, Daiji-kun!

"Well, why don't you? Oh...... right. You must have been scared of Lord Carl's face and voice from the beginning."

I ran into a 'bear' in this very venue that made me nervous. As if the toddler had regressed, Klaus also had to smile bitterly at the 'rare' Kota, who shook his neck up and down.

"Uh... let me introduce you. This one, at first glance, if you're the only big man who looks like a bear, His Excellency the Marquis Carl Lausan. A nobleman who heads the Lausanne region, west of King's capital Larchia… very unfortunately, he is the current Commander of the Kingsguard Knights"

"Hey! What a shame!

"It's okay, I don't care there. So... uh, my lord? Do you know anything about Mr. Coata?

"It's a fluke! I am! Because of Coata, you put off the Easy Job of Pushing Judges!

"... Yes?

"Well, that doesn't matter. More than that, Cota, you finally meet me! Hey, give me a break!

"... to? Can I borrow it? Hey, yeah, yeah!

"Or, my lord! What, all of a sudden!

"Ugly, Klaus. Don't be abusive. I just want to talk to you for a second, so shut up."

He said, "Shut up! No, my lord! It is"

Shaking off Klaus' stop, Carl grabs Kota's shoulder gassily again. Keep it up, try to drag Hota away.

"- Oh. You've been out of time, haven't you, Marquis Rosan?

It sounded unexpected, like a bell ringing. To that voice, he stopped walking and Carl looked back.

"... surprised. This is what horses are dressed for, Coata."

"... is that your will, Carl?

The person who spoke to Carl, who made a mockery of him with an exclamation, turned Erica's gaze into a cold thing. Without even caring about such a change, Carl opened his mouth.

"No, he said he was seriously surprised. When I saw it before..."

"No, because it's crazy. If it's that size, it's me, the dwarf."

"He was a little girl, big..."

That's all he said, and Carl stopped looking at Erica's chest.

"- Grow up!

"... hey, Carl? Shall we discuss this with me, not Coata? It's okay, 'cause it only hurts the first time."

"Oh, wow! Normally, it sounds a little colorful, but it doesn't sound that way at all!

"Hey, where are you looking? I'm telling you!

"Hmm? Chest"

"- Come on! That's too clear! You're rude, by the way! People's... that, um, breasts! I can't believe I'm looking at your chest so still!

"Let's just say it's a little bigger than it deserves to be viewed, and then you can say," What's that? "

"Oh, my God! Or, Carl!

"Ha, wow. But you think so too, don't you, Coata?

"Really, Coata!

"What? Wow, me? No, I'm not, uh, bound by size..."

"Dude, you can't lie, you're lying. Everybody's got bigger meat than little meat, right? Along with that. Bigger breasts, bigger breasts. Is this the truth?

"Yes, no, that's a little impossible... is there?

"It was doubtful now! Hey, did you hear that, Erica's lady! He likes big tits!

"Hey, hey, why does that happen!

"Really, Coata!

"Oh, even Erica! Hey, listen to people!

Chaos. Klaus showed the biggest sigh of the day to the three people who keep making noise about it, whether this is a nightclub venue or being exposed to the curious gaze around them.

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"... so? What can I do for you?

Courtyard where you can get out of the big hall. Erica turns a sharp gaze to the bear - Carl - who came with her as the stars of heaven shed their brilliance in the sky.

"But... you like Coata, don't you? Big tits."

"Oh, no... it's... be, I don't hate it"

"... I'll be angry at you at the end, me too?

I float blue on my forehead to the two of you who continue to talk as if to ignore Erica like that. Doesn't matter, I think Kota saw a "night fork" behind Erica, or something.

"I'm already angry. It's what humans call dialogue. - Okay, okay. It was my fault. So, well, don't be so angry."

Carl, who also tried to slap lightly, looks at Erica's expression and raises his hands to indicate his intention to surrender. Well, that's it. Basically, let's just say the pretty girl Erica had a look she shouldn't have. He gave one sigh of sigh to Erica's expression like that, and Carl opened his mouth.

"... well, it's not that big of a deal."

Go home, then.

"You're tough, dude! No, it's not like it's still useless at all. Nah."

Talk that far, and turn your gaze to Kota.

"-Hole, 'summoned' brave man, I just thought I'd take a look at you."

Erica couldn't help but breathe into Carl like that.

"… you. Know..."

"I'm the Commander of the Kingsguard." I know that. "

Show Erica one shoulder in surprise and eyes open.

"'Summoning the Brave' is such a picturesque thing, it's a big mon just to execute. And Theon. Well, I think he did well. But, you know," Summoning the Brave, "right? I'm sure you're wondering what kind of bucket has been summoned."

……

"The Kingsguard is His Majesty's sword and a shield. It's my job to slash and throw away a brave man who has no enemies for his country. Well, that's why I thought I'd take a look at you at first sight... Courta Matussillo. I wanted to make sure with my own eyes that I would kill it or not, to judge it."

Unexpectedly, Carl turns his expression into a pitiful sole. Seems like a hundred faces per person and just a little funny.

"Why don't you visit the Imperial Castle? I went wrong and Lotte pushed me to work. That piece of shit, 'You're free anyway, aren't you?' Say something like that..."

"Shall I say... Woe to you"

To take over the words, that's what Kouta says and hangs the words of comfort on Karl. Then I squeezed my expression and sent my gaze to Carl.

"... so?

"So what?

"Am I 'slashed and dumped' here?

"I'm not doing that at this stage. For the most part, I'm not as good at people's eyes as I've seen them all."

"... so what's the merit of saying that to me?

"Benefits?"

"Yes. If I were to exchange 'revenge' on the kingdom of Flame, would you slash me and throw me away? Then speak to me about it and I'll be on guard. Doesn't that make your 'job' harder to do?

Karl gives a decent look to Hota's words. Gradually, but surely, a certain expression appears on his face.

"- Huh... Kuk... Ha ha! Ah-ha!

Laughter.

Joyfully, cover your face with your right hand and hide it so as to suppress that face, which seems pleasantly distorted.

- Don't lick it, kid.

A cold sweat flows down Kota's back at the clear killing spirit put into his eyes peeking through the gap between his fingers. but it's also for a moment. That killing temper disappears from Carl's eyes and gives him a similar laid-back look earlier.

"Whatever Coata thinks, it doesn't matter what defense he takes. of the state, eliminates whatever things are harmful to His Majesty. 'Kingsguard' is that kind of organization. It doesn't matter if you're not ostensibly hostile or if you come crying for help? If we recognize ourselves as' enemies', it is' enemies of the nation '. You know what that means... Erica's little girl?

"... right. Kingsguard is that kind of organization."

To Carl's words, Erica looks over her shoulder. He nodded as if he were satisfied with the trick and the words, and uttered the words.

"But right?

"... yeah?

"I don't suppose that's what I'm saying in front of you at the top of the Kingsguard... but, Coata,"

Erica grinned while holding Carl's words back.

Show a very, very beautiful grin, towards the coata.

"Don't worry, Cota. If it is to protect you, I will surely choose and execute any cowardly hand, any vile hand, whatever means of stigmatizing you. analogy - even if you turn the Kingsguard against the enemy, absolutely."

To Erica's words, Carl's eyebrows move pickly. He ugly distorted the edge of his mouth and gazed at Erica as if he were staring at her.

"... isn't that what you're gonna say in front of the Kingsguard?

"I guess so."

"What? Have you fallen in love?

Without such a glance, I grinned superior to earlier.

"Well... at least it's important enough to think, 'I want to protect you by turning the Kingsguard on your enemies'?

One sigh in Erica's words that even show majesty and say so. Carl glanced over his shoulder and showed him.

"I want to protect you even if you turn the Kingsguard against the enemy, right? That's just like turning the Flame kingdom against your enemies, isn't it? How dare you fall in love?"

I'll leave it to your imagination.

"You can say that kind of colorful story after some more chest"

"Mm, your breasts don't matter!

Where did the majesty go until earlier, and at once breathed a sigh longer than earlier into Erica returning to "Always", and Carl watched Kota.

"Hey, happy man. That's what he said... but don't worry about it."

"Don't worry?

"Lotte asked me to." Yours, in vain, with His Majesty - and protect the Lord Matsudai. "

"Is Mr. Lotte here?

"Oh. I don't know what kind of trouble you're in... that Lotte, she bowed her head. I've never even bowed my head to my boss since I was the sole dignitary of the King's Palace, Lotte, right?" Please "to me. When I started seeing hallucinations, I thought the captain would retire... but unfortunately, he didn't seem hallucinated."

……

"I don't even know the details. Lotte wasn't originally much of a talker about herself. But that lotte went out of its way to me... maybe for the first time, I bowed my head. Lotte asked me a lot, but I can't believe Lotte asked me to do anything first. Well, you know what I'm gonna ask you?

"… escort, is it"

"Well, that doesn't mean we'll be stuck around for four or six hours. I've never heard of Kingsguard protecting anyone but His Majesty. Besides, I don't know where it is. It's like you're saying," Follow the key people and aim for them. "It is only from a distance that I become more physically fit. You sound like you're giving me a shoulder grab. What are you talking about?

"Your advice, it hurts."

"Oops. Pain, pain. That's what I'm talking about... right. Visit me at the Kingsguard's office if you feel like it. I'm sure you can teach him a little bit about escort."

Talk as much as you can, then turn your back and go indoors - Carl walks towards the Great Hall, which is the party venue. Turn to that departing back.

"Lord Marquis Carl"

"It's good with curls ~. My Lord Marquis, I get itchy"

"Okay, Mr. Carl."

"Hmm?"

Stop, toward Carl.

"How do you see someone named Lotte Baumgarden?

……

"I can't measure it, what does Mr. Carl think of a human being named Lotte Baumgarden?

I wanted to ask. What the hell does the Knights of Kingsguard of this kingdom think of the '' of the Kingdom of Flame called 'Lotte Baumgarden'?

"What's Lotte like?"

Looking back, Carl turning his gaze towards the hollow just like um. With such a curl in his sight, Kota waited for the continuation of his words.

"... what about me? I'll be dating Lotte for over forty years."

"Yes."

"And I've been a 'Kingsguard' ever since I met Lotte. Continuing to be present in the 'Kingsguard', which seeks to harm the nation and His Majesty"

……

"Well, honestly, I don't know what you're thinking. There are some places, and he's a lot of things, and he's easily misunderstood. It's not even a complimented way to do it... it's clever... well, yeah."

- I think it's Lotte Baumgarden who thinks most sincerely about this country.

"You're not that bad of a guy. For once, it's my twat, and would you be happy not to hate me too much?

Now it was only the end, and Kouta silently dropped off Karl waving the hiccups.