It's not so much about reincarnated characters!

There are many aristocrats in the Free Trade Cities.

I'm sure you'll be able to find something to do with it. Many aristocrats involved in commerce are based here, and there are trade schools for both commoners and nobles to attend.

There were two major aristocracies that held the real power in the city. One was the Valois family, who, in the days before the city was renamed a free trading city, were influential in the days when it was a commercial city and were welcomed by the kingdom as nobility. The other was a branch of the Renvel family, whose source was the second son of the duke family of the royal capital.

It started when a powerhouse close to the royal family came to the place that was originally an autonomous city of merchants and tried to seize real power, and these two families were effectively the powerhouses of the free trading city. The two houses were practically the powerhouses of the free trade city.

It was the plot of the Renvelle family to create a frontier village around it.

The deputy head of the family, Eleonora Luti Renvel. She is the de facto head of House Renvelle in place of her husband, who often resides in King's Landing. For two generations, the project of settling the area around the Free City had been implemented ostensibly to create small markets for the vagrants and the displaced, providing them with a place to settle and cultivate their land.

But behind the scenes, it is also used as a base for crafting personnel. Because its influence in the free trade city is inferior to that of the Valois family, which has a large number of merchants, it is used for assassinations and other behind-the-scenes work, as well as commissions from the king's capital - such as the assassination of Christa Niese Bran Richter, who is called a witch and hated by many, and various other behind-the-scenes tasks. It has a face as a base of operations.

It is a good idea to have a good time with your friends.

''The legendary mercenaries can't use it either--''

Of course, Eleonora didn't have the slightest idea that Duran had been defeated by the girl who had been reported to him.

Just that the fickle mercenary had disappeared in search of a battlefield, that would be all.

The jeweled rings fitted in both hands are still shining suspiciously.

'Nacht, you know. I'm a beautiful girl. Well, I don't care about that one. But a squire wearing a jewel that I've never seen before, this one is quite interesting. You can kill and rob them, but let's just call them for now...

He tells his men who were kneeling under Eleonora.

Eleonora, who had strong information gathering skills in the Adventurer's Guild and, more specifically, in the checkpoint itself, was able to keep track of Krista's return and her collaborators, Nacht and Aisha.

''Call this little lass called Aisha or something. And while you're at it, the ring that the little girl has, shall we collect it as a tax? Great, I'll allow you to use my name.

The man replies back and leaves the room.

Power blinds people.

Eleonora laughs happily, not knowing that it was the dragon's tail she had trampled on.

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The Little Bird Pavilion at dusk.

It is quite an expensive inn in the trading city and is sometimes used by nobles. On the third floor of such an inn, Nacht was staying at this place's inn with a letter of introduction from the guild leader.

The reason why Nigrud gave Nacht a letter of introduction was to prevent unnecessary meddling. Nacht was just a beautiful girl on the outside, and unless he was a competent person who could peek into the inner magic or experience the difference in presence on his skin, he would never realize the extent of his power.

There are also mercenaries and adventurers who will try to force you into a room if you try to enter an inexpensive inn. The security of the Free Trade City is not bad, but it is not as if the poor are being watched closely. It's not just the people who specialize in warfare and backstabbing, but also the adventurers who are rough around the edges. There is even discrimination and bickering between races.

If Nacht gets into unnecessary trouble and displeases him, this city might be destroyed, said Krista, who made eye contact with the guild chief, and the letter of introduction was handed to her at his request.

The location is high, and the building itself is quite large and tall, and the inn is famous for being able to overlook the city at dusk. It seemed to tell the end of the day as the evening sun lit up the main street where people were passing by.

Nacht was sitting upright on the floor in the room where he was supposed to be contentedly sleeping after admiring one tasteful frame.

'So, may I tell you a story, Master Nacht?'

Funny.

The usually humble, sweet and lovely Aisha is killing it.

Nacht calmly and calmly looks for an excuse.

'No, you see, that - maybe it's just a coincidence. I did indeed burn the fountain, but you don't know if it is a sealing fountain or not.

Nacht's agitation was seen by Aisha exactly what she was upset about, and she asked me what I was upset about on the way home.

At first she prodded him, saying it was nothing.

"You can't talk to Aisha.... about it, can you?

What a tearful Aisha said with tears in her eyes, and Nacht was forced to confess to a washed-out confession.

'But in fact, since Nacht-sama smashed that fountain, there seems to be a lot of problems happening in the past few days, is it a coincidence?

It's a sharp, accusing look.

I didn't have time to get emotional about whether Aisha had this kind of face or not.　

After all.

"I was experimenting with magic and I smashed it, Tehe.

Was it a mistake to try to be cute and say that?

Nacht's companions and the SS would have defended me to the point of fighting with me to clean up the princess's mess, but Aisha didn't seem to understand the little tease.

''But even if, by any chance, the billion is my fault, a demon race trapped in a seal that can be broken by that level of magic must be a small fry. Yeah, there's nothing wrong with that.

Nacht says confidently.

But Aisha's mood seems to be getting even worse.

'It can't be!　Speaking of the ancient demon race, they are just as legendary as the dragons!　He is not just a wise wizard. He is a descendant of the Demon King of Misfortune who fought against the brave men in the ancient times. A demon that was enclosed by the relics of a brave man because he was too powerful. My father also told me every time Aisha did something bad. Any child who did bad things would be taken away by the ancient demon race!　Master Nacht, you should be more aware of your own insanity!　Hah, hah....

'Ummm ... okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, calm down, Aisha.

'No, Master Nacht doesn't understand!　If the people that Nacht-sama unleashed are the ancient demon race, and they are also the ones who have a grudge against humans, then the Free Trade City could be destroyed!　Do you understand?!

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of your time in the city, but it's a shame to lose Krista, a valuable source of information and a beautiful base of operations.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time with the help of a few of your friends.

I understand, I understand. I'll take care of that ancient demon, I'll take care of it. I'll take care of the demons while I'm at it. See, there's nothing wrong with that, right?

It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to do with it.

The actuality is that Nacht-sama is also half human, so please be responsible for it.

The little girl had gained a completely mature demeanor.

Nacht was uncomfortable with the situation of being lectured by a younger child, but because it was Aisha's words, she could accept it honestly.

He was rusty from his body by nature. I'm not going to be the only one who has a problem with it.

The moment Nacht was about to lift his heavy back, there was a bang.

It's the sound of the door being rudely knocked on.

Neither Aisha nor Nacht gave them permission to do so.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a lot more information on this topic.

Behind him were two knights carrying swords. Aisha shuddered for a moment.

''Hm, it seems there is no mistake here. I am the acting head of the House of Renvel, and Lady Eleonora Luti Renvel is the namesake robert. We will deliver the word of our Lord, and you may lie down flat and listen.

It's a good thing that you're able to get the most out of your time with the help of a man who doesn't even know what he's talking about and who has made a huge mistake, and this made Aisha's body tremble even more.

It's a good idea to get down on the ground. It's a good thing you're a little girl, Aisha. You have been summoned by my master. It seems to belong to Eleonora, and you may come to the house at once. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to use it in connection with the forest.

The sweat on Aisha's forehead.

It was never because he was afraid of the selfish man's dialogue. Of course the fact that the other party is a nobleman and the knight behind the man must be scary.

But there is no time to worry about such things.

Aisha doesn't know anything more frightening than the Lord holding back his rage like a magma puddle on the verge of an eruption.

There is an overwhelming pressure right beside him, more than a beastly bandit licking his tongue, more than the sight of a life-threatened and embarrassed dragon.

The silent pressure that only Aisha felt - the silent pressure that only Aisha felt - exploded without a sound.

No, everyone here must have heard the ear-splitting bursting sound as an auditory hallucination.

'Phew!

No words came out.

It was never directed at Aisha, but I couldn't stop shaking.

Nacht didn't dare to direct most of his intimidation at the man who was blabbering away. Instead, the knight beside him blew bubbles and collapsed down with his eyes white.

The building shook.

No, it's not just the building.

It spread through the ground, everywhere and nowhere, and every person in the trading city sensed the anomaly, stopped breathing, stopped moving.

That's how much.

It's overwhelming.

It's absolute.

It's unreasonably horrendous.

The roar of the dragon, called intimidation, roared.

''Nah, you, wha-hahini, this kind of.........''

One man, who hadn't even been able to turn the rhetoric around and had tried to say something and failed, had crossed Nacht's mind.