Manuke FPS

After finishing his greeting to Mr. Malta at the merchant ship yard of the Marida Chamber of Commerce, he received a baggage packed with unattributed demonic stones and immediately returned his heels to the Zepernell family again.

The tea party with Mr. Marta makes me forget the time. At some point, the time was approaching to transfer to the Wang Capital.

"Have the princes been moved yet?

"No, it shouldn't be. But I hear it will soon be transferred."

Speaking to the guards at the Zeppernell Mansion, I was able to confirm only the minimum change of circumstances required.

Diving through the main entrance and peeking into the stables before entering the mansion, there is just an unmanned AEC armoured command vehicle Dorchester inside, no sign of Yumil.

"Yumi - I don't have anything that was supposed to be in the stables, do you know where I went?

He looked around and spoke to the stableman wiping the body of a horse in sight.

"Are you referring to the heir your lord brought with you earlier?

"Yes, that's the boy."

"I heard your heir will have lunch with you."

"Lunch? Then it's the dining room... thanks"

Only demonic stones have ever been given to Yumil. I'm pretty sure that's the staple food, but I didn't want you to remember the other flavors - especially the taste of meat.

Ashley talks about the meals she gives Yumil, but not everyone who gathers in the dining room knows what I think, and Yumil is more likely to be interested in people's meals.

As he left the stables early enough to enter the mansion, he immediately spoke to the lady in service and headed to the dining room.

"Oh, Schwartz. It was late. We all ate lunch."

"Dear Sovereign, I heard Yumil was coming this way...?

All that remained in the dining room was one Prime Minister Zepernell.

He sat alone on the top of the big table, single-handedly containing a silver spoon in his mouth with a full grin, some fancy ice cream that seemed like a dessert after a meal.

"If you inherit the dragon, it's underground. We need your help collecting biometric information to make the transfer magic team usable."

"Yumil said she got lunch, too, but what do you have for dinner?

"That's what you told Ashley last night, right?

"Oh, yeah..."

We talked about Yumil's nurturing policy, but that's what we call a bedtime story.

The look on Chancellor Zepernell's face as he spoons around the ice cream that stays in the cup is strangely annoying. He was staring at me with a grin that contained something else.

"Schwartz, I know you're worried about the inheritance trend... but you must have something to report to your concubine."

To that one word, my legs stopped going through the dining room.

"Huh...?

Chancellor Zepernell pulled the silver spoon he had been wearing out of his mouth and said a word of pursuit as he shook the tip of it plainly toward this way.

"The concubine is Yuki Zepernell, the Zepernell Sovereign. Our Lord gave it to Ashley, but if anything happens at the mansion, we'll get a report. For example... what happened at the salon last night?

This is completely uncovered...... no, I didn't hide it at all in the first place......

"Hmm? What's the matter with you?

As if urging my clarification, Chancellor Zepernell was waiting for me to say something by spinning more silver spoons.

"Eh... what do you say, here you go"

What can I say about this? I didn't know the answer. What a direct expression came out of my mouth.

However, Chancellor Zepernell seems to have greatly appreciated the response.

"Goddamn it, uh haha! I said," Here you go! "I said," Here you go! "

Chancellor Zepernell was banging the table with his hand holding a silver spoon with a big laugh.

"Then I thought I'd say no to my concubine and then take action!

"No, I don't have any more... sorry"

"You don't have to apologize. Tell the kid what happened last night."

I had managed to pull the chair at the table I had reached, and suddenly my whole body felt heavy and sat down.

There is only one person Prime Minister Zepernell calls “Kid”. His Majesty King Arsica Goto Kurtomerga, the current king of this Kurtomerga kingdom.

To say that I will report to that present king would mean that my friendship with Ashley is now fully Kingdom approved.

I do not believe that the present king will recognize me. From the few conversations I had with the current king, it was felt that he clearly wanted a natural relationship with Ashley as one of the ways to keep me connected to the country.

But there is no one to impose it. That is the legacy of the Founding King.

We must not bind the 'wrongdoings' - that legacy, which is simply too lucid, was adapted to a wide extent.

The ruling class of the Kingdom of Kurtomerga was more aware of the treatment of the 'unjust' than those who were at its top.

But whether knowing that 'exorcism' lives in the country itself is once every few decades, consideration for being so rare, etc. - albeit a legacy of the Founding King, it was weathered and natural.

A person with the power to crusade the labyrinth solely on his own and with the means of travel and transportation far above horses and carriages. Instead of being flattered by the powerful, he rather presented himself to protect the people, and the posture of cutting ahead was precisely the behaviour of the aristocracy.

If this were a normal adventurer or explorer, neither the present king nor the dukes would have let me go. As a knight, I would have welcomed you as a noble.

He said he was very loud at the moment trying to welcome me - "Black-sided Shaft” - into the cavaliers and nobles.

It was Chancellor Zepernell who sat in front of me, securing my freedom from all the nobles and knights who had left their training behind.

"So... thank you"

Unexpectedly the words of gratitude overflowed, but Chancellor Zepernell laughed it off with his nose and stabbed a spoon in the cup of ice cream.

"Don't thank me. For the concubine, following his word is the supreme joy. My concubine is grateful for the opportunity she gave me."

Without carrying the ice cream into his mouth, he was enjoying squeezing it around with a spoon, stabbing it to pieces with his tip, slowly melting and sweet vanilla flavors standing up.

He loosens his cheeks and sings a small nose song to the extent that it can be picked up slightly by a sound collection sensor. It's the opening song of some kind of game, like I used to hear somewhere.

He had a slightly pitiful smile as he missed something, but his glance at the ice cream turned this way again.

"So - can you come back?

I'm not saying from where -. Because that's what I know.

"Honestly, I don't know. It's good, it's good, it's good, it's bad, it's useless... and in that sense, it's impossible to win."

"Then you can't come back!

Chancellor Zepernell may have expected a strong reply, “I will definitely be back”.

He opened his eyes wide and slammed his fist holding the spoon against the table hard at once.

But I didn't have the confidence or certainty to be so sure.

"It means that labyrinth dragons (Labyrinth Dragon) are so powerful. Elkayness...... the dragon that flew to Labyrinth Island was excessive in my hands. To absorb it and destroy the moving labyrinth, you will have to pay the corresponding price -"

He buried his back in the chair, closed his eyes and looked up at the ceiling in a motion close to unconsciousness.

"- But in any way, I'll be back"

"Not necessarily! If you can't, you can't, and you'll be right back! I let the chef reproduce the ice cream, but I still can't reach this kind of dish! My concubine won't let me eat this ice cream again!

My cheeks unwittingly loosen to one word that my resolve is about to shake.

"I'm sure you'll be fine."

"... it's a shame to lose you. I don't even want to make you sad. I don't even want to hurt this country that you loved... Schwartz, can I grant you my concubine's Promised Blessing?

"Promised Blessings (Promise Breezing)" - that's one of the things Prince Kileak aimed at until he started a conspiracy.

It is a special skill that only Prime Minister Zeparnell can use, and a "pedigree skill" that can resurrect only one person granted from death.

If you could grant me that, my life might be guaranteed only once. But...

"It's not necessary...... no, even if you grant it, the battlefield is the southern ocean. Even if we could be resurrected, in the middle of the ocean we would just die again. Besides, I don't know when the vicious blade of the Baishburn Empire will strike His Majesty again. The chaos that winds up, especially with the arrival of the Labyrinth Dragon (Labyrinth Dragon), can also be described as an excellent opportunity for that. You can't dilute Your Majesty's protection."

To my response, I can only thank Prime Minister Zepernell for his concern to inflate his cheeks and shut him up. I'm not going back and heading for the Labyrinth Dragon (Labyrinth Dragon) crusade.

Though unlikely, it is possible that they will come back - ironically enough, because they believe in the power of the mad goddess who gave me this power (VMB), they can crusade warcraft and labyrinths that do harm to nature as their spiritual soldiers.

I'm not desperate for the victory or defeat, and I'm not going to make Ashley sad.

Stand up from the chair and at the same time gaze at the point of light entering the dining room.

"Dear Sovereign, everything is ready to leave"

Mr. Lester, the old butler who praises you in front of the door, has come to let you know that time has come.

"Okay... Schwartz, I'll wait for you."

Finally, Prime Minister Zepernell jumped out of his chair and let his beautiful, shining silver hair sweep him out of the dining room.

"Master Schwartz, please go underground. Our Lord is waiting for you."

Dropping off the little Sovereign's hindsight, Mr. Lester, with his face up, also spoke to me.

"Yeah, let's go"

Here the marine city of Amar becomes the frontline city against the labyrinth dragon (Labyrinth Dragon). That is no place for a country's prime minister or princes to stay.

We are also prepared to welcome a large fleet of ships separated from the onboard city of Big Sheep, and this mansion will also be used by Mr. Charles to keep his absence and welcome guests.

Until things were over, all the royals who lived here, including Ashley, were supposed to evacuate to Torinto's villa.

I'm not going there. Here we drop off the transfer of the Ashley's and finally execute preparations for the Labyrinth Dragon (Labyrinth Dragon) crusade.