The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

"Four million gelds..."

Early shrugged.

Four days have passed since I rescued Sakilis. At the end of class and back at the Blue Lion Dormitory, we watched the view from the balcony where we could see the school upstairs in the dorm.

"Not a very real number, but you're well prepared, Jin"

"Sort of."

Next to Early, who elbows on the railing, I elbow as well.

rights to air boots and part of their sales. And firedragon swords and other dragon-made weapons sold to commercial guilds. Besides...

"There was material when we crusaded the Enchanted Dragon. Even though we had a set, that's the only thing that sold for nearly a million."

An ancient dragon material weapon. I was going to make it, but then I said, 'This!' What I had left out because I was unwilling to create. Sometimes the ancient dragon crusade was not as long ago as it was discussed in the Kingdom of Veriraldo, and even as a commercial guild, the material was something I wanted so much that I could get my hands off my throat.

Note that still 3.5 million. It won't reach the four million that competed down Sakilis. So where did the missing half a million come from?

It is the 600,000 Gerd that the criminal organization Beneno received when he sold Sakilis to a slave trader.

After me and Mr. Bell raided Azito and wiped him out, I left the Shapeshifters behind. They'll be back in Ajito to clean up the rest of the party, but they got that money that the guys who sold Sakilis got and converted it to military funding at the auction. That's 4.1 million.

If I disposed of anything else, I could have made the money, but at that auction point, the maximum amount of money I could put in was 4.1 million. As far as this is concerned, it is critical.

By the way, I gave all the other funds and treasures that seemed to be in Beneno's Azito to the Barbara Adventurer Guild. I renounced my ownership, so I told him to return whatever the owner could figure out, and spend what he didn't know on reconstruction funds.... Exactly, you didn't feel like spending money you didn't know who it was to take back Sakilis.

"Ancient dragon material? You let it go a lot."

As Early was impressed, he turns to those hissy eyes.

"To tell you the truth, I'm a little sorry too. He said he should have at least made something and then let it go."

"That way?"

Early grinning. Yo, and Mr. Bell sits up on the railing.

"Well, because I still have the material for what Oyla got. Tell me if you want to make something."

"Thank you, Mr. Bell."

"I mean, it's okay."

With that said, Mr. Bell lets his tail hang out of the railing.

"A weapon of dragon material? I would have liked to have seen it again."

Early said that. That, speaking of which, I didn't show you. I laugh.

"What shall I show you?

"Huh?... Didn't you sell them all?

I shrugged my shoulders to Early, who looked suspicious.

"I didn't say I sold them all. The eight points I sold to the commercial guild are left with one of the same."

"You have it!?

"Think if you give me more than one of the same, it'll be worth less."

There must have been a difference in the amount offered on that occasion between having only one rare dragon gear and two identical ones. Besides, I'm the owner of a wasted syndrome. Rare things are a doctrine that I want to keep on hand at least one point at a time.... Well, from that point of view, releasing ancient dragon gear leads to the earlier saying that it was a waste.

"Oh...?

Early raised her gaze.

Three shadows come through the forest path from the School of Magic Knights to the Blue Lion Dorm. He was Mr. Eckleen and Sakilis, and Croha, a maid of honor serving Sakilis.

I guess it's for me or Early to say I'm coming to the prince's dorm.... Sakilis looks like the end of the world because the grief of losing his family and homeland hasn't healed yet... it doesn't look like it's the only thing, this is it.

Is something wrong again? I don't really want to hear it though.... because I've decided not to do anything about it.

The place moves to the terrace in the backyard of the Blue Lion Dorm.

Sakilis and Mr. Eckleen against me, Early, and Mr. Bell. Pinch a white round table and welcome with tea and sweets.

"Actually, I just got a visitor from Count Trame's house."

Mr Eckleen said. Sakilis next door stays on his knees.

Well, Count Trame's house? Who is it? Although my classmate didn't have a guy in the house like that.

"As you may not know, the eldest son of the Count Trame family is Mr. Sakilis' fiancée."

"Fiancée!

Early reacted loudly like an unexpected word. Oh, you bastard who denies his dream of becoming Sakilis' magic knight and only sees a woman as an ornament for her looks - I carry tea in my mouth. Speaking of which, you didn't hear the bastard's name.

"So, what did he say?

"The main point is the news that you're breaking up your engagement with Mr. Sakilis."

Poor looking eye, Mr. Eckleen. Sakilis has been keeping his gaze down.

"To sum up what the other said, we cannot welcome a woman to the Count's house who has lost her territory, her property and even her identity to slavery, …"

"Stupid! Even though Sakilis is no longer a slave!

Early raised his voice, but Mr. Bell shook his head.

"Take it to the nobleman's house, once it's muddy, that's it. Except if it's beneficial, minus that."

"Oh, that you're a smart cat...... Yeah, Mr. Bell's right. Though my fiancée, even once, he branded me a slave. - I'm sorry, Mr. Sakilis. It is the idea of most nobility that we cannot proceed with our engagement as it is. Even if we're good, families and relatives often disagree."

"Him! Sakilis tells me that his fiancée doesn't seem to react well to the enslaved."

I told him not to know me very well. It was me, but Mr. Eckleen agreed, "Yes, you do".

"He's kind, but only against the nobles."

That kind of thing, I don't think I'd say gentle, is the real thing in my heart. I can't wait to look at Early. Mr. Bell twisted his neck.

"Casling territory is messed up with meteorites. Miss Sachris doesn't have any money to rebuild, and if she were to have fallen into slavery, it would be equally unlikely that the territory would no longer have an owner. I know you've reached somewhere else, and I told you to get engaged and take over the territory, and you're in debt, and it's a reasonable line of destruction."

"Mr. Bell......"

Early turns a reprehensible eye. Things have a way of saying it, I guess that's what you want to say...... Sorry, Early. I agree with Mr. Bell.

But then...

"What happens to Sakilis?

He has no family, and is the only survivor of the Count Casling family. Even though you are no longer a slave, if you say it and show signs of return to your territory, you are only a disturber from the neighboring lords who reach out to Casling territory in chaos.

Worst of all, you can even be targeted for your life. Especially since Sakilis doesn't have a back shield right now.

Sakilis remains on his knees, silent. But there are tears in his eyes. He also seemed to squeeze his lips tight and endure to not cry somehow.

Yeah - I got my hair on.

I got a bad habit. I feel sorry for Sakilis now, fiercely.

I had no choice. I wanted to help.