A Black Knights slave has been pulled out by the White Adventurer Guild to S-rank.

Kuzeera Kingdom and Knights Headquarters.

It was home to the First Knights Commander and Vice Commander, the Second Knights Commander and Vice Commander, the Third Knights Commander and Vice Commander, as well as elites from the Commander's Class.

Each leader class sits at a round table, while the other deputy commander class below stands directly behind him.

"After all, the King has pursued the issue of responsibility, Third Knights Commander Baran Zoodie"

It was Rande Isla, the leader of the First Knights in the most powerful position in the field.

Ahead of what Rande was watching was Balan watching a magic item for video with emotions that mixed anger with surprise. Magic items in the round shape of crystals showed how Balan was slashing phantoms and video and audio that clearly could not be perceived as' irrelevant '.

"Why! There must have been that stupid knight who was indeed captured over there! I'm sure it feels like it! This is such a stupid thing......!

"Come on, Balan. Ugly."

"But Lande...!

Balan accidentally shut his mouth when he saw Lande, the First Knights captain, staring depressingly.

"You have three options now. One is to pay all the compensation claimed on your stomach."

"Such an unscrupulous! You can't cover the cost of living and moving members paid to the Third Knights!

It was probably about Sheila, Deputy Commander of the First Knights, who accidentally understood the abnormality of the words that Balan spilled.

He's trying to take us all the way to the Third Knights, even though he says he's self-inflicted. In our face. Plus he says he's going to spend all the food and carriage fares of the crew.

The idea of spending the money I am saving is not dusty.

This can't be happening.

But the crazy air of the Knights nowadays conveyed nothing discomfort.

Lande says a second option to such a balan.

"The second thing... is to die."

"Become!? Are you telling me to die!?

"That's right. If you can't take responsibility, at least give me your neck. That might loosen the conditions on the part of the Holy Republic."

"Silly! Impossible!"

Balan, who doesn't even consider himself bad at all, shakes his neck to the side.

That was just as expected, too. Lande mouthed his next option.

"The third. Force all members of the Third Knights to wear the Slave Collar."

……

Slave collar.

Balan was stunned to hear the words.

It was a magic item that was forbidden even between races, as was a magic item that induced demons.

It used to be traded behind it, but too inhumane to even develop into an alliance between races, enough to devastate the organization it was dealing with.

Now even the method of creation has been interrupted, and it is not certain that the collar of slaves may exist in the present situation...... it should have been.

"No way...... do you have it?

"Oh, I found it in the National Treasure Vault. And already - the First and Second Knights require members to wear them compulsorily."

"What......!? While we are on an expedition to the Holy Republic!?

"It'll be easy. Now there are no escapees. No one defies orders that existed slightly. No one is frightened of death."

There was blood dripping from Sheila's fist listening to the words.

Hard to hear or see, Sheila was desperately fleeing the status quo with her eyes closed. Because I know it's one of the things you can do standing in this miserable meeting.

Because she herself knows best that there's nothing Sheila can do right now.

I'm exploring what I can do and do on top of that. Now he was biting off his lips as he said he was patient.

But on the other hand, the mouth of Third Knights Commander Baran Zoodie was loose.

"If you had something like that, I wish you'd just said it"

Even Sheila's trivial hopes were crushed.

Even the slight and pale expectation that the Third Knights Commander will stop it.

Rande similarly raised his mouth angle when he heard Balan speak.

"Well, I'm sorry. If I did say so, the captive could have ordered the man to commit suicide before throwing up any extra information."

"Not at all. But now you don't have to do the same hema again. Ha ha! You've found me well. But if you wear a slave collar, you can wipe my sins? How could that be?

"- Drop it, Holy Republic. And then there's the problem of compensation... it's gone, right?

"Ha-ha-ha...! I see. You sure do! And a great army fearless of death… this is sure to increase territory"

Laughter overflows from the upper echelons of the Knights except Sheila.

What would you have thought of that heterogeneous sight if the royal family and civil servants had seen it?

They don't know it's corrupt to this point.

And the upper levels of the Knights themselves would have understood how insane it would have been if they could have seen it objectively, but they couldn't even do that, but they just didn't stop deviating, and they stuck to the plot.