The royal castle in the king's capital Spirale, the castle of Morgenrot.

In King Eman's private room was the Pyrenio of the Fathers, and there was no one else. The two are pinching their desks and confronting each other as the demonic stone lamp lights illuminate the room.

"Finally, you're getting ready, my son"

Father Pyrenio, wearing his hood deeply, stroked his plentiful white beard.

"The magician, Foley Mantur, has finally run out of his life."

"I didn't know that abominable sorcerer was alive..."

King Eman wrinkled between his eyebrows.

"To the zombie commotion the other day, I honestly chilled my liver, but like the Adventurer Guild moved early and was suppressed before it even mattered"

"This is what Mantur's overambition has brought."

Lord Pyrenio said in a low voice.

"The fact that I did some research about him in advance is that it was done to this extent. If we did it badly, we could have been in an irrevocable situation."

"You're lucky to be unhappy."

King Eman includes a glass of wine in his mouth.

"But I didn't expect to turn myself into an undead and plot immortality..."

"Anyone who aspires to witchcraft or power will think about it once and for all."

And the king laughed.

"Well, I'm already dead, so I can't say much about people."

"Right..."

King Eman's gaze drops. I wasn't sure what to say. The old man in front of you is a ghost, even when he looks like his father.

said the ghost.

"I have little time left to stay in this world."

"Oh no..."

King Eman dropped his gaze.

"I wanted my father to lead me."

"The king of the day is gone."

Still, King Pyrenio stared at King Eman. That's blameworthy eyes. "Right," the current king nodded quietly.

The Predecessor returns the subject. to the topic of that measure to reveal Early's gender.

"Dress up as a mantle and change the prince's gender - it must be the place many see"

Doesn't make sense to do it where nobody's watching.

"It is a good thing that the Horsemen gather together. So many will see."

"What is most certain is when Early graduates from school and continues to receive the ritual of adulthood? The main nobles will almost attend."

"After graduation..."

"About six months away."

"Long. Lately, the north is more suspicious... The sooner the better."

"North, is it...?

King Eman beheaded. Lord Pyrenio frowns.

"It will soon reach your ears. There's been a collision with a bunch of bug demons in Canigin territory."

"What!?

"Fortunately, you already have a piece on you. It's not clear where it came from yet. You should be vigilant."

With a piece attached, King Eman shows the relief of the day. But I immediately tightened my face.

"If it's a smelly situation, you might want to hurry. And then... what about the martial arts tournament?

"Martial Arts Games"

"It's not as good as the prince's adult ritual, but it brings together many nobles and powerful people. Celebrate the martial arts of the champions of the tournament as a place to dress up."

"... okay. Then at the post-tournament celebration, let's say we hit a play where the attending prince is a woman at the hands of a magician."

"I understand. Do, it's as Mantul..."

"I've already arranged that one. Extraordinary actors were prepared. Don't worry."

Meaninglessly, King Pyrenio spilled a laugh.

The Predecessor explained the general stage of the play. The mantle that raids the venue, and the magician who was at the venue after he bewitched Early, take over -

"I'm going to let Mantur float. To show all who are in the field how different they are."

"It's a name. Because if you gather people together, you don't have to look at them, and you'll halve the performance."

King Eman agrees, but frowns.

"But what's a magician to argue with him...?

"The sword reaches the floating opponent. The venue will probably be indoors. You can't even bring a crossbow or anything to a celebration?

"Sure. So, magicians, can we arrange this here?

"No, I already have a role for you."

"No, Father. It's been ten years since I died, and I'm glad you handed it to me."

"Is that ironic, my son?"

If King Pyrenio laughed when he came, King Eman also returned a mean grin.

"May I ask about that magician?

"Hmm, a magician named Jin Tokitumo. I'm now an adventurer, mainly in the King's Capital."

"Adventurer.... What's the rank?

King Eman, who said he would have trouble even if he was too low.

"So far it's B-rank. But the Wangdu Adventurer Guild is highly regarded, with an unlimited A-rank close to S."

"Hmm...... Do you have a good arm?

"Excellent. Would there have been a time when an army of oaks attacked the king's capital? It worked then, and I'm in the Ancient Dragon Crusade."

"To that enchanted dragon crusade......!

"Helped the Alliance Chief Vaude and showed him how essential it is for him to fight dragons"

"Such...... But it's like he's not really talking about it."

"The guild will give you a glimpse. The report to the castle just caught my eye."

"Why?

"Probably because I don't want to stand out"

Lord Pyrenio stroked his beard. King Eman looks unchanged and difficult.

"My father expected it, strength won't be a problem.... but the problem with Early's gender involved. I don't really agree with getting outsiders involved."

"It will be. But that's not a problem. Instead, he already knows about Early's gender."

"What!?

Gatan, and King Eman took a seat. Lord Pyrenio laughs thinly.

"Putting him in this role is also because we already share secrets. Early already trusts him. On the other hand, I'm even in love."

"Love, and......!?

King Eman's surprise never stops.

"Duh, what do you mean, Father! How do you know such a thing!?

"I'm keeping an eye on my granddaughter, that's all I know"

Lord Pyrenio saith plainly. He also said as a matter of course, that he was somewhat alone in the noise, and King Eman lowered his back.

Yes, the old king in front of you is already a spirit. Is it not well said, such as the Spirit of the fathers watching over the people of the clan?... I don't know if it really is.

"I remember hearing about my daughter, Father. How about we treat Early after she becomes a woman, okay?

"What's your idea?

Lord Pyrenio took control. If his father tells him so, he is the son to whom I have to answer.

"I'll leave you as my daughter for a while, but given your age, that doesn't mean you'll stay that way"

"Engagement, or... But they think he's a man. Isn't that hard, too?"

Lord Pyrenio closes one eye. but somewhere white, King Eman feels. The father said, still doing troubling tricks.

"... what do you think? Here's one thing. Ask the person."