Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

After finishing the meeting with the Divine King, a small welcoming ceremony was held.

In addition to Seneca II, the presence of several Archbishops (Patriarchs) and Bishops in her presence may not be considered insignificant in size.

Not just in that seat, but the attitude of the Grand Temple of Fermina towards the Valtrudes was generally friendly.

I did not touch anything on the fact that the protection of the Sun God was fading or going to the "True Festival Palace", which is located in the basement of the Grand Temple of Fermina. It was just an unusual story, but the food and liquor were a feast of high quality and satisfaction.

Especially for Yut, who fled the reception at Regrax.

Even after the banquet seat was over, the Valtrudes were gathered in the large room reserved.

In a room where beds and chairs were brought into the largest room in the room and pierced because they were unable to do so and wanted to stay in one room.

Even though it was a sudden matter, I don't feel messy or harmonious. The Grand Temple of Fermina is not just a temple, but, in other countries, it also has the function of a royal castle. Because of its persistence, it was one of the finest rooms available for guests.

But the sight played out there was that of the adventurer, not of the royal marquis nobility.

"Magic Protect"

Yut cleaved four pages from the spell (...), which adhered to Exile's Dragon Scale armor (Dragon Skyle) and disappeared as a particle of light.

The theoretical spell of this third staircase (...) strengthens the defenses of armor and shields. Efficacy and duration depend on the ability of the surgeon, but if you are a yurt now, you will give your clothes protection comparable to that of a clam (Chain Mail), and the more effective the whole day will be.

It was activated as a fourth staircase spell with a special usage that extended the duration even further, doubling the duration by two days.

Whether it's science or divinity, the use of Brewers spells is limited in the number of times a day.

However, by using support spells in advance on days when there is no adventure and no battle in this way, the boundaries of the day can also be spared.

It's a little backgammon, but even a Warlock needs superior power to perform it, and since it's rare for so many operators to go on adventures, it won't be popular.

Next, use the same spell for everyone's protective gear, such as Larsia's leather armor (leather armor), Valtrude's shield, and his own robe, and Norma is complete.

Sit on a cushioned, solo sofa and exhale.

Now there are no more empty seats on the four sofas arranged in a circle.

"Obnoxious."

"Oh. Thanks"

At that time, the meadow race (Magner) offers Yut a cup. The contents are well cooled fruit water using small magic (cantrip).

The refreshing acidity and slight sweetness soothe the fatigue.

"Isn't that supposed to be me or Arcia's role...?

"The right material."

Looks like Larsia is also a sorcerer (wizard). In the sense of labor, Alcia is certainly right. But if Valtrude exercises some kind of skinship, he'll get more effect than that.

Arcia didn't say anything to her childhood friend who twisted her neck unexpectedly to that.

You have to realize this for yourself.

Most importantly, when it comes to skinship, Arcia herself does the same thing.

"Ugh...... I'll see you at the meeting tomorrow."

"In the first place, but are you sure it's okay tomorrow?

The fundamental policy was questioned by the rock giant (Jarloot), who clung to the soft carpet rather than the couch.

"Ready, no problem."

"Right. That's what they want to do, so why not?"

"Right."

If the two Spellcasters who are responsible for the bulk of the preparation have no problem, there is no denying it. Exile, who took the lead with a heavy, low voice, meditated quietly.

"But if you do, you won't be able to find out about the enemy.

"Enemy, hey..."

Yuut smiles cynically in his objections for debate from Larsia.

"In the first place, I wonder if there are beings in the sanctuary of Fermina, the sun god, that can be enemies"

Valtrude changes his complexion much, and Arcia silently agrees with Yut.

"Well, unforeseen things can happen, and maybe something's wrong with this one. But if you have a clear enemy, aren't you just going to say it over there?

"Yuuto-kun thinks escorts are a convenience to accompany us?

"Yeah. I was wondering if there's anything more to it than that because they told me that in the commission- I don't know if that's what you're saying, Arcia."

To Yut's words, Valtrude, Arsia and Larsia conceive.

Exile kept his eyes closed that he was on the spot but not willing to speak out. Jonah has already dived into bed just to do it when the enemy comes out.

Yut, wearing a blanket to his head and glimpsing it swell like a kobu, snapped as he shifted his gaze to the White Ya ceiling.

"I knew you were curious about the contents of the trust..."

"The content, or the intention of the Sun God, who called us at this time."

"Murgush, do you mean God's activities and still being involved?

"Right. If you look at the back..."

Arcia reacts to the name of the “empty” Murgusz that Valtrude speaks of. But half of them don't look covered in crimson eyelids, but their expressions remain calm.

Calmly, state your own assumptions.

"Invitations to festivals to celebrate the New Year and the fact that only married people can enter the sanctuary are ostensible stories. Looks like we've been waiting to destroy the Order of the Murgoosh gods."

"It is a welcome development that one of the evils on earth has crushed. But Seneca didn't mean it. Yes, I would like to pinch the words."

Answers to Arcia's doubts.

It emanated from no other party. from Seneca II, king of God, who should not be here.

She came into the room without even being distracted by Larsia, but she's not alone. Behind it, there was an albino girl who was supposed to be asleep.

"Why..."

Jonah answers Yut with the same faceless expression.

"I was exploring, and I met him"

So, he said he wanted to talk to me, so I brought him in.

- That seems to mean.

"Because I don't know the way home, in Teleportation"

"I see, the muscles are through"

Valtrude is convinced, but of course, it's not acceptable because it's muscular. The Archbishop, the guardian, picks his ear and takes the killer to the corner of the room.

Pretend you slept - the swelling in the bed will be pillow or something - I don't mind going outside, but subsequent acts need a sermon.

(I don't feel nervous...)

Dropping off a faceless but tearful Jonah, Yut turns to Seneca II.

You mean patience, he was wearing a simple design piece rather than a costume full of majesty and decoration as the Divine King, and his hair was just easily put together in a ribbon.

That girlfriend bows her head in perfect motion.

"I'm sorry. Seneca didn't know this was going to happen."

"I don't mind. I wasn't telling you a story I couldn't tell you."

I'm sure you can't blame me, but there's no lie in Yut's words. If I were really going to have a secret conversation, I would be using defensive spells in advance against instant movement, mindfulness, etc.

"Thank you"

"May I ask for your help?

Yut cut off the story as Arcia stood up and recommended the empty couch to the Divine King.

"It was Seneca's personal circumstances that awaited her marriage."

"... what?

Wasn't it about tomorrow?

Yut, who ate as many shoulder blushes as he could, raises a loose voice between them.

"Seneca, the king of God, is outside of love and its consequent marriage, etc. You will make your beloved lords unhappy. But if it's a relationship that we've broken apart from each other, don't you think it's out of line?

"Huh."

Meadow species whistle cheerfully.

(Well, Larsia would)

Yut was, in a way, calmly taking the word of the King of God.

"One, I mean, if you want an affair with Yut...?

"For Val's sake, guess what."

"Why are you so calm when you're a party"

"I don't know if I should be serious..."

Sadly - acting, though - Valtrude finally returns to me after seeing the look on Yut's face to say.

If it was my first time, I might have eaten yut too. In fact, I was upset at first. But Seneca II has a priori who has steamed back the story of Falv's entry into the kingdom of the Chronica God when he met at the graveyard of the Truss-Sink God.

Even then, as I didn't mean it, this one, I guess, is just a little bit of a prank.

"I'm sorry. It was a pleasure to talk to you from the same perspective as Seneca."

"If that's the case, well, there's no other way"

Valtrude, who finds out he didn't mean it and is overtly relieved.

That's more than anything, but what does Alcia think of holding Yona's roots down and dampening the runoff? For Yut, it was my best feeling.

"Still, you both seem to be close, more importantly."

"As a loving wife, I want to keep my name in history."

Leaving the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) behind, the Archmage (Arch Mage) and the proxy of the Sun God smile and exchange words.

"Oh, okay. These two have subtle personalities."

The sentiments of such a meadow species were completely ignored and a supplementary explanation began.

"The divine trust sent down by the Fermina God is: 'Expel the evil demigod and entrust the Hero with his inheritance, leading with him'. That's all."

"... I see. You interpreted the land as the True Festival Palace."

Although unfriendly as the reason for the weakening of the protection and the answer to its handling, it is unlikely to be a direct trusteeship.

"Yes, 'True Festival Palace' is the sacrificial imperative that invites and anchors the protection of the Fermina God in this land"

"Are there enemies in such a land who will need escorts?

To Valtrude's inquiry, Seneca II shakes his head quietly.

"I just want to say that you can't be here, because evil is something that manifests itself in any place"

"Must be."

"Besides, the Valtrudes are entirely the Lord in that trust..."

"You've got yourself a bodyguard."

"Do you understand the necessary measures?"

"Whatever. I've already taken on the request."

Valtrude, who brings it back from spiritual agitation, accepts his apology with dignity.

"Thank you. For this reason, only this Seneca will be accompanied from this Grand Temple of Fermina. But Seneca has never set foot in the True Festival Palace, so it's more like a pass than a directions guide."

"Yet alone..."

"Whoever else you take will be nothing but a clump of legs"

Too unexpectedly I admitted the facts so lightly.

I'm sure that would be more convenient, but I also find it too thoughtful.

With its clear appearance and gaps, this could have been its original character.

"It's just that escort isn't all about fame. We are going to perform one ritual at the True Festival Palace."

It wasn't in the commissary, but we can't do anything about it.

Let the pride of the Divine King seep in and Seneca II declares.

"I understand. In the meantime, no matter what, be sure to protect it."

"By the way, there's no danger in the ritual itself, is there?

"Something like losing your life."

Laugh and give a radical response Seneca II.

Yut nodded unexpectedly because he didn't change his tone too much.

"... if my soul is even safe, my fiancée will do something about it, so be it"

"We rely on you"

Now that we've had our conversation, it's a fine meeting.

"Whatever it is, you have to know you're not going."

- At the end, Larsia closed without such a body or lid.