Mr. Someker's command was accurate, and the pirates almost cleaned up with flow work.

Though I was honestly surprised by the devil (artifact) he handled, what is still the most amazing thing about Mr. Someker is that he is somehow competent.

"Thank you for your hard work, gentlemen. All we have to do is go into post-war processing. The first priority will be to compensate the people who have lost their homes. Let's start by removing debris while summarizing where it needs to be repaired. The pirates will be guilty one by one later, so put them together and go to the jail."

"Master Samakar, can I leave the wounded to Master Algiers?"

"... can I ask you, Argento"

"That's about it. However, the dead cannot be cured, so please give priority to those who are still dying."

That's what I got involved with in the first place. It's a pain in the ass, but I'm going to do that. Throwing it out halfway would be just as thin.

"Ugh... well, as for this one, it's very helpful... no well, now I can't help but care...?

…… What's wrong, sir?

Hi, Mr. Somerker has a bad tooth cut.

I know he's supposed to be a clearer person, so I was just a little uncomfortable with his reaction right now.

"No... I don't know, well... it's very hard to say..."

"- Somecar. Are we clear?"

For a moment. Faster than enough time to say so, the air changed.

Rin's voice resonated so much that he stopped the sounds of people moving everywhere to rebuild and even the conversation.

The Lord of his voice had golden hair. The golden glow that swayed in the sea breeze and bathed in the sun was as beautiful as a crown.

The pale eyes are gentle, but deep, and they're going to suck in.

His face was neat and neutral to the extent that he would be a man from his outfit.

Although the product you are wearing is refreshing overall, you can obviously see something called taste.

"Wang...!

Above all, Mr. Samaker's words and his actions of kneeling instantly showed who he was.

... Uh, I think you said that.

Certainly what Mr. Samaker said earlier in front of the king.

I thought you simply wanted to say that morale was high and that this was the king's land, but apparently the king was really coming.

King, the opponent called loosely looks at this one,

"... an angel of the sea breeze"

"I don't like the way you call it that much..."

"... genius magic girl vampy?

"Ya, that's the one I don't remember allowing more"

I wonder what you're going to say in the face, this guy.

Could it be a little natural? Thinking about it, the other person leans his neck slightly.

"Didn't you...?

"Uh, uh..."

You're in trouble, it's a little hard to do. Stick around, enough to forget to give me the weird nickname in my usual tense.

I guess he knows what I'm dealing with by mouthing. Whether you were once in Arlesha, waving restorative magic, and still do.

If that's what Mr. Somerker said before, that's all my recovery magic is in demand.

So the king is a little more forceful, and I was wondering if he was coming to get me, this Nori loosening.

"... good. What matters is the power you've wielded."

Nevertheless, that doesn't seem to mean you'll just leave it as it is.

The opponent's tension is unique, but that's probably his personality, or just natural. It's not like you don't understand the situation.

The other person's eyes are obviously pointed this way. You can't leave here in silence, and it wouldn't be a good idea to run away.

Mr. Samaker hasn't said anything either, which means we can't give him a help boat. He has a position himself. It's only natural that you can't do anything inadvertent.

"Where did you come from? What are you doing here? That much power, depending on how you treat it, becomes both God and the devil. In some cases, it can't stay that way."

"... er"

I was just wondering what was going on, and, uh, I had something to come up with.

Bloodbox, a slightly fluffy skill in the effect of storing objects by melting them into the blood that flows through them.

From that storage skill, I took out a single letter and put it up.

There is one word to say. I breathed lightly, trying to get through and made words.

I'm a goodwill ambassador.

"... hmm?

"Luluier, the undersea city ruled by Queen Kutila of Sea Demons. I brought a letter from there, I'm a goodwill ambassador."

I'm not lying about what I'm saying.

Kutila gave me a letter, and I decided to name a goodwill ambassador.

They think it's a weird one, and it would be much better than being detained.

"The port town of Arlesha is a town facing the sea, so I thought as a city of sea demons we should bring the writ here first, so I brought it"

"... I see"

The king's eyes were deep everywhere and seemed to look this way.

Eventually, he nods slowly, making words.

"Forgive. First name, but I don't see any lies. Confirm the letter and make a welcome. The rest of his name is Subaru. Subaru Playades... the current king of the kingdom of Playades."