Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

23 Aug 7442

Did something happen to your sister, Miloo?

Like going to war and dying in battle?

No way.

'Cause it's that sister.

Not as good as I am, but I have a sister-in-law who has a substandard MP and is quite capable of being a knight. Would it be so easy to die? I totally forgot about my ex-Japanese and reincarnated DeLeonora, who became the dew of prison, and tried to imagine what the hell had happened to Miloo, but all I could think of was a bad idea.

Why did the King ask where I came from?

Why did the king make sure I had a sister?

I mean, I guess I made sure, just in case, that he was the son of a lord from Barkud. Being the second son of Sir Gried's family has been confirmed with an open status, so I guess it's a reconfirmation. Not necessarily without the same last name.

The connection between the king and the house is thin. It's just that my mother comes from a side line of the Duke of Sandark family, a politician in the Wang capital. There will be some connection between the Duke and the royal family, but my mother said three sons and four daughters, so whatever the line is, it will be thin. It's no wonder or anything about being connected somewhere as far back as a few generations, but I'm already with someone else like that.

Again, I can tell you that my sister is closest to me in the immediate Knights. But if you're a knight captain or a deputy captain, you're my direct report, but it's no surprise you don't even know the face of a new American knight under there. Did they even see you when you were in charge?

While I was thinking about this, the judgment proceeded without delay, and one knight came to me in the step that it would be over already. Still trembling footsteps follow the knight. They even took him to the administrative building.

Waiting with a sly blue face another earlier knight came to get me. The knight who saw my complexion called out worried.

"What's up? Dear Gried, Your face doesn't seem to have an excellent color? Are you in the mood?

"Um... did something happen to my sister after a while? My sister's name is Mirhia Gried and she should be in the First Knights..."

"Yeah, I know. Because you're a colleague. Master Gried is Lord Gried's brother, isn't he? Then you know..."

Was this man of the First Knights? What do you know?

"What? Is my sister safe?

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about? Of course you're safe. Looks like he was pimping again this morning and switching breakfast in the dining room inside Wangdu's garrison...?

Damn...? Calmed down at once. But then what?

"Not my sister, if so, what the hell does Your Majesty want from me?

"Come on? That far...... but you won't have to worry so much. It didn't even look like you were angry... Come on, we're here. I'll worship you when I get in. Please lean down as far as the inside of the room, then grace your servants. You don't seem to have a weapon, and please stand on your right knee, kneel, put your right arm on your knee, and hold your fist on your left hand and stand on the floor. Stay down and don't talk until you have clearance."

With that said, the Knights of the First Knights opened the door for me. At the same time announce my visit.

I knelt and thanked the knight as he told me.

"Um, it's Gried. You've come a long way. Raise your face."

"Ha."

When I looked up, I looked up to King Thomas Lomberto III.

The room is a pretty big room with a carpet. Is it about two classrooms at school? Although there were decorations to an extent that did not become gorgeous, only the vase flowers and the landscape painting on the forehead were prominent decorations, and there were no major decorations except the flag of the kingdom at the back of the room. It was a step higher in front of the flag, and the king sat on the chair he had set up there. Behind the king's left was the metal armor that struck the king in the midst of the judgment.

"First of all, I'd like to ask, can you fix the rubber product?

Huh?

"Ha, I was wondering if I could do it for the most part... but I don't have any materials for repair right now, so I need to go back to the inn where I'm staying"

I answered with great frustration. With that being said, has it been a reputation even in Wangdu for years? I'll fix it with sandals or boots. You cut your belt anyway, didn't you? Or did you make a hole in the cushion?

"Oh, well, I have a favor to ask, but tomorrow, I need you to accompany me to the rest and the castle of Lombertier to fix it."

When the king said so, he paid attention to Chirali and the metal armor behind him, but when he turned to me, he went on to say even more.

"Logan used the rules as a shield. He lent me his sister. Sure, my sister's staying with the First Knights, right?

I don't know who Logan is, but he must be Miloo's superior officer in the Great Knights.

"Yes, thanks to you, my sister, Mirhia, is at your side."

When I answered that, the king nodded contentedly, but the metal armor spoke.

"Your Majesty, knights of the Knights are busy in training. Collaborative training, etc. does not result in unified training for anyone in the unit who falls out. Gried is also an important member of the Knights, and there is no way to get out of the seats because he or she may be in command of other Knights and local Knights in the future. Rest is also a fine task, not to mention your Majesty's use privately…"

Something's complaining.

"I know. Wherefore not Lord Gried, but his brother was found, so be it good."

The king replied that way to the metal armor, and he looked at me and said:

"With that said, well, I heard you keep adventurers as a business, but you're not using that unusual armor?

"What? Armor? Ah... the..."

"Your Majesty, you knew I would be called as a witness to your judgment today. Aren't you supposed to stand on the stand in your armor?"

Oh, metal armor, nice follow. Higher points.

"Yes, now, as your escort said, I'm not wearing any armor today. If you wish, I will wear it from now on..."

When I said that, now the metal armor got itself out.

"Mm, are you using that armor too... with that said, Sir Gried's armor has changed a bit since this year, and some of his squire has started using it, but is the armor the same as some of them?

"Ha... that, mine is slightly different. Originally that armor has different details to suit individuals who wear it as well as metal armor (plate mail)......"

The squire people who came with your sister, you used them properly. I was in a hurry, but it's a mass production type. Because of this, mine looks like a fourth generation rubber protector, almost identical to theirs, but more ingenuity has been incorporated into the materials and structure, and the inner matter is equivalent to that of the fourth and fifth generation. Not a big difference, though. Let's talk about the characteristics of each generation the next time we feel like it.

"Mm... right. No, never mind. Oh, no, why don't you give me some time later? I need to talk to you for a second."

"Ha. I have time because I am a casual adventurer. Don't hesitate to let us know."

When I answer that to metal armor, the king says he was watching metal armor by then.

"Hmm, wasn't the Knights busy? Grid, you're going to have to spend your time on this one, and I'm going to charge you for it."

Shouldn't I be charging you? Maybe I'll spend a cup for you tomorrow. I was just kidding.

"Ha... no such, no extinction"

I answered flat.

"Um, Logan, good for you, he doesn't want any money. But you have a mentz, too? Don't be ridiculous."

I look at the metal armor slightly and say. Is this metal armor Logan? You could have appraised it with the king at the time of judgment. I can't even make an appraisal if I'm this close.

"Then it's the Grid. Come with me to Lombertier tomorrow morning. I asked for it. Stay back."

"Ha, let me just tell you one thing before that. What is it that needs repair?

"Oh, I did. I forgot to tell you. Bed."

Oh, a waterbed.

"Is it a hole? Did you rip it?

"Hole. One place. I poked him with my sword, you Moleen..."

What's that? Well, no.

"I did accept the repair. Tomorrow morning, I will accompany you with Your Majesty to Lombertia, where we will repair the bed later"

"Um, I asked for it. Okay, back off."

"Ha, excuse me"

I was sweating on my forehead when I left the room. The knight who picked me up complimented me on his sufficiently problem-free attitude. Also, they're picking me up at the 'Boyle Pavilion' tomorrow morning. Oh, then, even then, do you want to hear about Moleen?

It's almost time for dinner. Oh, I'm glad I didn't prolong. I almost let Engela skip dinner because I haven't given her a penny yet. Well, even if that happens, I also feel like Zulu's going to let you out. When I tried to leave the administration with a mentally tired face, I was stopped by a knight with a separate mouth. What? He asked me to wait a minute if I thought. Oh, my God, already. I have to feed my slaves. Oh, I thought Logan told you to give me time later.

After waiting long enough, the metal armored Logan came.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm going to dinner when I take my armor off. How about you come with me? And if you can, why don't you bring me some armor? I want you to show me."

"? Yes, I understand. We will have dinner with you. Bring your armor too."

"Oh, I'll put one on my luggage. He knows where the store is, so come on. It's called Dollar Leon on Fourth Avenue. I'll be in the store in an hour or so. I'm sorry."

"No, never mind"

I'll see you later.

Having said that, Logan turned his heel back to the administration. I stared behind my head and appraised him. Rod, Terry Logan. Baron Logan. Homeowner. Level 17. Awesome. Level 17. Awesome. Level 17. Seriously awesome. Baron's head? Baron in the First Knights? Huh? Is that the captain?

I told the knight (perhaps a squire) who had me worshipping my luggage and asked him to stop by the usual diner on the way to the 'Boyle Pavilion'. We were all there already, but for dinner with the First Knights regiment leader, I gave Engela 20000Z (2 silver coins) as a salary for this month (although half a month to be exact) when I told her that I can't eat with her today and that I won't be in Balduk all day tomorrow because I have to go to King's Capital again tomorrow. Fixing it to a weekly salary is 8000Z (80 copper coins) so 2000Z less than Zulu (20 copper coins). This is what slave heads are for, Zulu. And then I just headed to the 'Boyle Pavilion' when I gave them a little more money for dinner and accommodation this evening and tomorrow. Time. Hey.

I asked my squire to hand me a set of armor and ask my squire who Moleen was talking about the king as he made his way over to the 'Dollar Leon'. It was the nickname of the queen. Because it was named Maurail, I thought it was Mall or Maura. But the queen broke the water bed with her sword. Your Highness, are you disturbed?

I thought I might as well stay out of it.

We got to 'Dollar Leon' but Baron Logan hadn't arrived yet. But there were a few knights of the king's escort. When me and the luggage attendant walked into the store, the attendant and some familiar people called out, but when they noticed my armor we had, they seemed to start observing this one faraway. That's uncomfortable.

While doing so, Baron Logan showed up and became a diner. Soon the squire was away from our table, mingling with our colleagues' tables and eating while watching us with other colleagues.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. Course food, okay?

"Yes, please. So, I brought you the armor I'm using now. This is what it is..."

When I say that, Baron Logan says he's going to order two course dishes by calling for service.

"Oh, can you show me something? Hmm, it's still light... Hmm... I see... here's what was happening... whoa, this is..."

He was twisting around (twisting) my protector saying something like that.

"Um, Captain, is there a problem?

I was too obsessed to keep observing, so I hesitated to speak up.

"Oh, oh. Excuse me. No, I'm interested in seeing how it's different from Sir Gried's armor or from Groholetz's or Amzel's..."

"Ha..."

"By the way, this armor, is it true that it takes two days to create it?

Oh? Will you buy it?

"Right, in two days if it's sloppy. I really want about four days to make the fine-tuning, but in two days, I think I can make it just like I made it for my sister and my servants."

"Well, that's as fast as I was asking."

When Baron Logan said so, he looked at the details again, such as the hands and shoulders. I can't help it, so I'm going to eat. Is this a luxury? The king said to put on the kejime, so I guess it would be extravagant. It's delicious. I can use this store for something in the future. That's what I thought. I was eating with Bakubaku.

"Hey, you guys, come here and show me. It's new rubber armor."

Baron Logan spoke to the knights who were watching this one at a remote table. The knights immediately stopped by and began to look at the armor with interest by saying something like "excuse me" to their mouths. The design has changed slightly to suit my body, but basically it's not much different from what I made for Miloo and his squire. So much so that they put D-rings on each location like the prototype third-generation protector I used to give Miloo, and made some improvements about the plating of the ebonite portion of the large plate area, such as the chest and thigh, and its material, and slightly altered the structure of the lower back. As a whole, it's a little more evolutionary than what we're giving them. I'm just saying "light" or "this would be strong enough" with my mouth. Um, the armor I gave my sister and those two squires shouldn't be too different. Haven't I shown you enough to make you observe?

"Well, it shouldn't be so different from what I made for my sister and her servants..."

That's what I said. Then,

"I'm interested in new armor. Anyway, if you want to buy something new."

"You can also make shields out of this material, right? Sir Gried's will have a shield attached to his left arm."

"I think I can fully protect my hips."

I've spoken to him like that. Is that your chance?

"Er, if you wish to make a purchase, I will contact my hometown. Shall we let them go out to size? However, in that case, we will take about three to four months for the order in ten units and the delivery date for each order lot..."

That's what I said. Then, starting with Baron Logan, they all ate.

"Oh, is that true!? Sir Gried and the others told me I had to go out to Barkud to make it. It would be four months, even though it would take some delivery time. It took me over a year to get my metal armor (plate mail). Faster than that!

"Plus, if you're coming to measure the size, I hope so! I can't get a month and a half off to build armor on a boulder."

"Okay, now is the time to use a whisker!

"What's the price? Hey, how much?

"I wonder if I can even ask for a shield. On the kite shield!

Oh, this is going to be a good business.

"Right. I can also measure the size, so if I can measure your size, I can make it. At the latest...... well, I think we can deliver it within the critical year because it's almost September. Also, the price is 30 million Z (30 gold coins) if you like the same thing as me. This, I use quite a bit of rubber because I have to condense the quality part of the rubber material to use in the armor. Oh, you can pay half the price in advance and the rest at the time of delivery."

That's what I said. Pretty blown. Well, it's a battle after it's been priced. 30 gold coins. This is the price of luxury stacked armor (Sprint Mail). Nice place. You'll settle for about 20 million Z. Then if you get about one piece of gold per outfit, you won't hit us.

"Guh, still about that... no, but..."

"That's still a good price. Is it cheap given the weight and defense..."

"No, you're cheap"

"You can't afford it."

"What about the shield? How many shields do we have?

Is that it? It's not getting priced. Boulder First Knights. It's a high paycheck. Then you won't have a hand to shy away. My share (margin) is more desirable.

"Then it's delivery to the First Knights, where my sister takes care of me. Special service, but we will have a free crest in one place on your chest. Of course, relieve them not to greatly impair their defenses. Size...... right, up to about 5cm square. The crest can be a family crest, a knight's, a kingdom, whatever."

That's what I said. Taylor can make it without a problem.

"Mm, well. Will you even let me in the crest..."

"Uh, me, I think I'll put my family crest in."

"This would look good if it was matching armor on our platoon, wouldn't it?

"Oh, that's good. The platoon leader's on escort duty, right? I'll tell you later."

"Will you even put a crest in your shield?

Whoa? You're eating up. Another push, I guess.

"Please note, it's a repair, but don't worry, you should be able to fix it. It is also characteristic that it can be washed whole at any time with water, so it does not take time to take care of it like metal armor (plate mail), and unlike leather overlay armor (sprint mails) and metal belt armor (banded mails) on the inside, it does not stink like sweat. Well, some of the new ones may smell like rubber on my nose, but my armor, I've been putting it down for about six months, and I'm no longer worried about the smell."

How about this?

"Gummm... I did know it cost little to repair... that's cheap..."

"My stacked armor (Sprint Mail), every time I get a sword, it costs money to repair it..."

"Well, it's fascinating how low maintenance costs are."

"Lord Gried, you don't stink."

"Will the shield be repaired if I ask Lord Gried too?

Sounds good. Don't be disappointed here.

"Tomorrow I will also go to Wang Capital, so you can reply at that fold. Besides, I'm probably still in Balduk for a few years, so you can call me anytime."

You can pull it off here today. Don't tell me you can't hurry to do anything wrong. Tomorrow, after the King's waterbed was repaired, we were to take measurements.

The dinner was delicious that evening. Rice eaten with other people's money is delicious (* except Jabba).

When I head to the "Boyle Pavilion" as a hoax, I start calculating quickly. Um, my parents would have about 20 million Z (20 gold coins) a piece at home. That leaves 10 million Zs (10 gold coins) per outfit, or 100 million Zs (white gold coins) for 10 outfits. Uh-huh, uh-huh. I've been so excited about making more money than I've ever made. Huh? That it would take too much interest sheath? Because ebonite is a lot of sulfur and charcoal, so I don't really use rubber, and when rubber is a sandal for a single protector, I only use about 50 feet of rubber.

I do use it a little bit more because of the yield of Ebonite. One pair of sandals 40000Z (4 silver coins), about 2.4 million Z for 60 pairs. Still, I make a lot of money, so I sell it for 20M Z, so the money itself is more about my father and brother. So why don't you let me take care of that spill? I also feel like diving into the labyrinth stinks like an asshole, but I hear the number of First Knights is about 100 knights and the number of squire is about 50-60. I'm almost done once I sell it, so I'll keep going to the labyrinth.