My name is Ryan.
Ryan Abbott.
He is the eldest son of the Count Abbott family.
Let me introduce myself, I am 25 years old, 180 cm tall, with long silver hair and green eyes. I think of myself as a flesh I have worked out as well.
Until a few years ago, he was a member of the Knights of Kingsguard of the National Army, but is now studying operations in the Territory.
That's what my father wrote to me.
There seemed to be a nobleman who wanted me to meet him, and it was written to come to the king's capital.
Knowing my father was distancing himself from the other house, I was surprised to see the letter.
Our family has taken its own style of collecting information, objectively observing nobility at a moderate distance, independent of factions, scrutinizing it and reporting it to His Majesty the King.
That's what you want me to meet with the other houses?
Sure, it takes a lot of facial connection to investigate, and to some extent understandable, but you want me to bother calling to King's Capital until I see you?
What's my father thinking?
Father, we have arrived.
To my father in the office, when I greeted him on arrival,
"Ryan, are you familiar with the state of the King's capital and kingdom these days?
And because they asked me,
"If it was reported, it's in my head. It may not have been reported yet."
Answer.
"So, do you want to keep the information together?"
A few hours to talk to my father who says so.
Count Snakes house.
It is the name of the family that I would ask if I did it here recently.
He is the third son of the former Baron Rigsby family, and since he was in the 1st Army, he names his martial arts.
Report to the military that your parents are betraying your home from you to the betrayal of the Westin family to match the invasion of the Empire.
Being accompanied by an inspector, he fulfills his mandate and even slashes his parents to contribute to the victory of the rebels in their fight against the Empire.
By virtue of its martial arts, the Viscount Snakes family was ordained by His Majesty's exploitation of the destruction of the Baron Rigsby family.
He has been active since then and is now a Count and Lieutenant Colonel.
Her Royal Highness Princess Thonaris and I are engaged.
Probably expects to receive further reports of birth in the near future.
He says he will meet his predecessor, Patrick von Snakes.
Moreover, he was told that he had formed an alliance with the Count Snakes family.
The Snakes are engaged to Her Royal Highness, so that's not a problem because they're definitely royalty, but what happened to a moderate sense of distance?
He said he's headed to the King's Capital mansion at the Count Snakes house tomorrow morning.
What's the hurry?
The next day, the carriage rocks me and I arrive at the Snakes house for about 20 minutes.
The gatekeeper man, sees it as quite skilled.
Eye movements, sharp eyes, even slight movements. Is Snakes' army as reported to be aligned?
Arrive at the front door.
Apparently the doors of the Snakes family have doors to hell and rumors.
I told my father the story.
"Without preliminary knowledge, look, listen, feel it!
I was told.
The gatekeeper opened the door for me.
Fly a few meters backwards, pull out your hips sword,
"Father, come down! That demon, Father, can't do it. I'll buy you some time. I need backup from the National Army! Count Snakes has already..."
"Uhm, pass!
"Father?"
"This demon is the servant beast of Count Snakes, the Count is a demon."
I couldn't believe it. There are quite a few demons, and I was told that only mammalians can serve. Is that what you call a reptile demon?
And a demon that size. ⁉
"I didn't scream, and I acted aggressively. This information was crushed by me, so it shouldn't have reached the realm, but you haven't heard, have you?
"Yes, Father. Why did they bother narrowing the information down?
"Because I wanted you to see with that eye the anomaly in this house!
No, Father, I don't need that dodgy!
I think my life expectancy has decreased a little.