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

Returning to Willidis from the disturbance surrounding the elves, we held a celebratory victory in whispers.

As far as I'm concerned, I wasn't in the mood for that, but I decided to throw a party to thank and work with my people who fought with me.

First floor party hall at the Willidis basement mansion. It should be noted that the meeting was attended by royalty, including King Eman, as well as the Duke of Jarzy.

There is a reason for this. Those who have been in and out of Willidis recently knew that we had gone on an expedition into the elves.

I was mostly away, but before I got inside in Dezelt, I hear Mr. Bell was telling King Eman. Extremely, they witnessed the full deployment of the Tornado Air Corps fighter fleet.

The same was true during the Formido crusade, but this time the royal line was full of momentum. I know. It's for something delicious, I know, yeah.

At last, you will want to hear about the martial arts in the elves. An unexpectedly scarce time for entertainment. It is not uncommon to invite people who have traveled from their homeland to listen to poetry and stories, from the border to the nobility of the metropolis.

Multiple tables are arranged in the hall, on top of which the dishes made by our maids and the various alcoholic beverages made with Safilo's magic production line up narrowly.

Of course there is wine in this world. The chair is only lined up on the wall mimicking the bar counter. The central table was free to cook without worrying about seating order, etc. It's a stand-up party.

Well, the victory party started, but at times like this, it was Mr. Bell who was good at uplifting the place. That black cat told me about the cause of the elves and the blue-skinned dark elves and showed them in front of everyone how they saved the inner predicament.

The Duke of Jarzy and Princess Fileille were at the forefront, listening to it, and me and Early were in the counter seat at the end of the hall, listening as they opened their little wine.

By the way, there was King Eman by his side, and sometimes he checked with Early to see if what Mr. Bell was talking about was exaggerated.... by being friendly.

Marcus came there.

"Uh, uh. Lord Jin, sir, or should I call you Captain?

"What the fuck? Suddenly"

When I offered the glass, this serious knight also answered the glass with his cock.

"I've been thinking about what to call it."

"Because I revealed who I am."

I laugh bitterly at Marcus for finally using his salutation. Have you been worried ever since you said it was Jin Amiwool? He's a really serious guy.

"Older, heroic, and leader of the Jade Knights to whom I belong, an S-rank adventurer -"

"That's okay. You don't have to change that. As always."

"I'm not comfortable. I need to put on some kejime."

Sure, Marcus is younger than me, brilliant but a student, a member of the Jade Knights, a B-rank adventurer.... No, even B-Rank is pretty awesome.

"Okay. Call me whatever you want, captain or captain, Mr. Ginn. But don't" Dear. "

Copy that, sir.

I smiled at Marcus, who broke up with me, and then poured a glass of wine.

"Hey, Marcus. You can come from me, too?

"Whatever."

"It was the same when Formido, but I'm not very concerned with praise medals and honors. I told Jarzy, but I refuse because it's troublesome to be honored in front of everyone."

Marcus is listening in silence. Neighbors Early and King Eman.

"Even if I personally feel proud, it doesn't connect me to visibility because I don't get out to the public. Even when a man on the road looks at you, he says, 'You're the hero who took out Formido! I don't realize that."

"Jin, it was you who took the Formido, wasn't it?

Thank you for calling him out. I did stab him in the face, but everyone there slapped him down.... Seriously, Marcus, you are.

"If you're looking to be a knight too, don't you want to get praise from people as well as your own honor? Depending on your accomplishments, you'll be awarded territory, rewards, nobility - your home is noble, but you can also claim the title independently."

"What are you trying to say?

"If you want honor or status, you're gonna lose it when you get to me."

Making a martial arts medal that makes a name for itself in history is not on record. That is tantamount to renouncing one of the romances of the profession of knight.

"Think of what you're gonna say."

Marcus sighed small.

"I have come to pledge my life's loyalty to the Lord I served, if not to my own house. I'm not thinking about giving it a name and wanting to get a title, or anything like that. I offer my allegiance with the Spirit to the Lord I served - because that is my ideal knight's statue."

So Marcus stretched his spine.

"If I can serve you, it's called Hondo. You are the Lord worthy to serve."

I think I'm a little drunk. The bottom of my chest got hot. Tears loose. If you look at her, Early is moisturizing her eyes. King Eman opened his mouth.

"Jin, your Lord's knight is a loyal man, isn't he? Marcus - you belonged to the Valiere family. Be a good knight, and refine it."

"Ha, sire"

Marcus lowering his head on the spot. King Eman grinned bitterly.

"Good. You are the protagonists on this occasion. Think of me as just Grandpa."

You can't do that, Your Majesty.

Wow, and the center of the hall thrives. Mr. Bell was talking about how he cornered Griffon at Draken Custom and chopped him up with a magic blade.

Well, Marcus said, it's okay as it is now, but what about the rest of the Ments? Sakilis is going to serve me as a maid of honor, so wouldn't he care if I wasn't awarded it? I just wanted to ask you something.

Yuna is... that's going to leave her unmade at the edge of her desk, even if she gets a medal because she's only interested in magic. Well, let's talk to your former buddy, Mr. Lassia, about her.

"Gin."

To the abrupt voice of King Eman, I return to me.

"What is it, Your Majesty"

"You don't have to change that much. You can call me Father-in-law."

"Father-in-law!?

When he accidentally uttered it, King Eman turned his eyes round.

"Father-in-law, huh? Not bad, either."

To, Your Majesty......

Speaking of which, yes. Beyond Early being his daughter-in-law, his father, King Eman, will be his stepfather. The king was too conscious to think.

But is it okay with your stepfather...?

"Kind of like Mr. Bell."

Bozori, and King Eman muttered.... Is that why you liked it? King Eman seems to be close to Mr. Bell. Hiddenly, maybe he wanted to be whispered.

Arly next door is laughing calmly when she sees such a father. When I asked Shapeshifter Maid to pour me a wine substitute, I've turned to those hissy eyes.

"Good day, Jin"

"And Early. Thank you for fighting with me."

"Yeah, 'cause I wanted to help too"

Fit the glass. I smile quietly, too.

"Good luck"

The night goes on. The feast of the brave ended with much booze and food consumed.