"Eh!
"Gu!?
"That's it."
A wooden sword in Frey's hand is perfectly placed on the flank of a young female knight. With that, Hilda, the referee, ended the simulated battle between the two.
"Uh, didn't you win?"
"Frey, that's amazing. It's so small."
"That could mean relatives of His Majesty..."
Sigh leaks from other female knights who were supporting their colleagues. Yeah, see, Frey is a gold-ranked adventurer (but in the future). It's not easy to beat those knights there.
"Eh heh. I won. But sister, my right leg was acting weird from the middle of nowhere. Did you twist it?
"What? Oh, yeah. When I just slashed the lower level..."
The opponent's female knight is moving slightly up her right leg to confirm the pain.
"Ouch... hey, hey, hey! Cure him!
"Aiyi"
Releasing a [cure heel] toward the female knight, as she feared, the female knight was bowing with a peck.
Well, what the hell are you doing using the king in a mess? Well, that's awkward. Those who use it are actually princesses.
Soon after the game, Frey will be surrounded by the female knights. In the last few days, Frey has become like a mascot for the Knights, especially the female knights.
Unlike Coon, who tends to cage in Babylon, Frey seems to like to communicate with others. Besides, I'm adored because I'm nostalgic.
"Dear Winter Night, your face is stinging."
"Whoa, why don't you"
Tighten your expression with Hilda's attention.
No, I'm glad my daughter is popular.
Looking at Hilda, who cautioned me, he seemed to be trying so hard to get a nibble on his face. You can't talk about people...... Are you all parents idiots? I don't know if you call this a couple of likes......
When you're feeling complicated, the smartphone you had in your pocket notifies you of the incoming call. Who is it?
... ugh. Should this leave or not... I hesitated a little when I saw the incoming name displayed, but I couldn't answer it, so I pressed the response button.
"Yes, hello..."
"Hey, you look better than anything, Lord Brunhild, Your Majesty!
"You look fine for nothing over there too..."
Tense voice like a fool, gently gentrifying the phone away from his ear a little. I have a big voice.
It was Prince Robert of the Kingdom of Panaches who called me. Commonly known as the Prince of Pumpkin Pants.
He is also the master of the Blue Crown, "Distortion Blau".
I've seen this guy several times, but he's tense and over-acting anyway, and I'm mentally tired when I'm with him. The power doesn't fade even on the phone. I also feel like I'm being wussed by the masters of the other crowns.
"So, what can I do for you?
'Oh, um. Actually, I'd like you to meet His Majesty the King. His Majesty the King of the Rare Kingdom. "
"Rare kingdom?
The rare kingdom... A country that does float north of the Western continent. It's an island country symmetrical from left to right with the Parelius kingdom of the former tabular world, once isolated from the junction. From the kingdom of Panaches lies the northwest across the sea.
"You want me to meet the king of the rare kingdom?
"Yes. A little bit about the" Holy Tree "thing."
Holy Tree. It is a great tree with purifying power, planted by me in the heart of Eisengard, the demonic kingdom, to purify the 'Divine Demon Poison', which was dispersed by the Evil God.
The Rare Kingdom is talking about the Holy Tree, isn't it?
Well, I don't mind seeing you, so I'll just set the date and time and accept it.
Surely the Rare Kingdom was a lush kingdom ruled by the king of the elves. Is it like the Great Tree waters over here?
I don't hear any particularly bad reputations, so I think it's okay to meet them. Although it seems that the Rare Kingdom only opens national relations with the Kingdom of Lephan in the south-west and with the Kingdom of Panaches in the south-east. Until the other day, Zardonia, the ice country of the true south, was in a state of instant contact with its neighbor Dowburn, the flaming country.
It is widely known to me that I planted the Holy Tree, so I guess the story came through Panaches with national traffic...
Whatever. Go and see if you can figure it out.
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Besides me, Yumina and Leanne were supposed to follow me to the Rare Kingdom. Yumina can get a lot of help diplomatically, and Leanne is used to negotiating with a multiracial group. He was originally Mismid's diplomatic ambassador.
That's well, that's fine...
"The Rare Kingdom is a country where many monuments sleep, and where many of the ancient fuselages used in the former wars, Legacy, have been unearthed. Your father might be able to find some golems and special parts that he hasn't seen yet."
"Coon, you are... You're not going out to play, are you?
"I know, Mother. I wish I could find a diplomacy 'next time'."
Coon laughs prankily at Leanne, who blames her for seeping in a shaky tone.
When I said I was going to the Rare Kingdom, Kuhn had begged me to accompany him. He has met His Majesty the King of the Rare Kingdom for everything. Of course we're talking about the future.
"Are you ready? Then open it, Blau."
When Robert said so, the blue golem beside him twirled his hand.
As soon as I wonder if the landscape around me has distorted, that distortion slowly begins to return. The blue crown, the ability to "Disturb Blau," [spatial distortion].
The distortion had returned completely. There was a green world spread out there.
Is this Farn, the king's capital of the Rare Kingdom? It's just the Wang capital, with all kinds of buildings lined up to show the city, but there's a lot of greenery everywhere anyway. It's like the capital is spreading through the woods. The streets where people go are lively and full of smiles.
"You still have a lot of elves"
Seeing people walking down the street, Yumina leaks that feeling.
That's definitely a lot. There are not only elves, but of course humans, beasts, and dragon tribes called Dragonuts here, but they still look like a lot of elves. Feels like a puff, like 7: 3 in proportion?
"They've been migrating other races for hundreds of years, because the Rare Kingdom is originally the land of the elves. Essentially, there are elves in key positions in the country."
After hearing Kuhn's explanation, I was convinced that it would be. Elves are forest people. I guess that intention is also organized in this lush state of the king's capital.
At the end of the stretched street, you can see the royal castle standing behind the woods. Is that King Elf's castle? Behind it stands giant trees that are just as large. Big.
"Bye, gentlemen! Let's head to the royal castle! His Majesty King Rae is waiting for us..."
It's about time, I thought, Prince Robert buttered! And he falls, and begins to Ibiki.
Compulsory sleep. That's the price of using the Blue Crown's ability. Brunhild to the Rare Kingdom is a long way from home. You're gonna keep sleeping for a while, this.
Robert gave me the memory of the Rare Kingdom on [recall], and I could have connected the [gate], but Kuhn wanted to see Blau's [spatial distortion] once.
Robert was also put on board and told me that he would take him from himself to the Rare Kingdom with [spatial distortion]. Well, the knights of the kingdom of Panaches were with me, so I thought I wouldn't have to take care of them if I slept, and I let them go.
A Golem carriage came before us and slowly stopped when the knight of Panaches carried the fallen lobel in a way he was accustomed to and tried to head with him to the royal castle of the Rare Kingdom.
"His Royal Highness Robert of Panaches and His Majesty the Duke of Brunhild, right? The royal palace has picked you up."
One elf man descends from a carriage like a microbus that let him pull to a crawled golem, not a horse. He's a young man in his early twenties with long blonde hair tied behind him. I'm wearing white gloves and black butler clothes, but I think it's a royal decree. I feel too young, but it doesn't matter if you're an elf.
With that in mind, I was pulled off my sleeve saying it was hard to coun that I was behind. Hmm? What happened?
"Father. That's King Elf of the Rare Kingdom."
"Huh!?
Return your gaze to the elf youth who came off the carriage when Kuhn told you to. Oh, this man is the king!? Then why are you dressed as a butler?
"I thought maybe you wanted to surprise me later by rosing your identity. Because he's a king who likes flirting."
"You're an annoying king."
Lene, who was listening to Coon's words together, shook her head with a sigh small.
Is it just a jerk? Or maybe he's trying to figure out who we are.
Because the elves are so vigilant, many people don't quite make the real deal out of the table. They also have a common pattern that even if they seem friendly on the surface, they don't allow themselves to be distracted. Pretend you don't realize this place, okay?
"How have you been?
"No, Your Majesty, it is an honor to welcome you immediately. So, you have a different taste in deacons. Surprised."
The young man in butler's clothes is surprised to see Lene's words, which he let go with a grin. Shit. My daughter-in-law was no better than a jerk...
He was an elf young man who looked surprised for a while, but laughed out small and raised his hands gently.
"This is... Because of this, His Highness Robert came at a time when he fell asleep, and apparently it was futile. How did you figure that out?
"Let's just say that, with His Majesty's unleashed, unseen elegance..."
I'm sure Leanne answers, but it's a lie. My daughter from the future taught me.
"I'm not going to let anything like that go. Ma, anyway, welcome to the Rare Kingdom. King of the Rare Kingdom, Irvin Raewind."
"My name is Leanne Hope, Fifth Queen of the Principality of Brunhild. And this one..."
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