On the way back from the meal, I leave the other guys staying at the Spring Wakaba Tei, and Garnett and I walk down the night road to the White Wolf Store.

　In the middle of the night, Green Hollow is booming with business against adventurers, and the knights in charge of maintaining security are keeping an eye out to prevent any trouble.

　The increase in influxes is a typical factor in the deterioration of security, but thanks to the additional dispatches by the Silver Wing Knights and the efforts of Travis and other high-ranking adventurers, Green Hollow was still as safe as before.

　As we walked through such a situation, I spoke to Garnett in a voice that the other passersby couldn't hear.

''I mean, bragging about a woman you've fallen in love with, ...... and doing it in that vein, it's almost suicidal.''
"Bad, bad, bad.

　Garnett laughed briefly, not seeming to be offended, and then lowered his voice and smiled modestly.

'I was just wondering what the hell the hell the fun was with those kind of bragging people and all that. When it comes to myself, I thought, 'Oh, I see.' ...... It's a strange story.
'I know the feeling is painful, but it's too early to tell. In the meantime, when you announce the new(ish) body(ish) of the example, you'll also reveal your 'sister' and ...... the truth will be even further away.

　There are too many factors involved in our relationship, and it's not something we can easily say or boast about.

　The Silver Wing Knights and the Argentia family.
　The royal palace and the plan to establish a new knightly order.

　It's not a matter of a single person's personal choice, but a matter of a realm that is not normally associated with ordinary people, and if they've mistakenly become deeply involved, it's an existence that no one would want to ignore the intentions of.

　So I think it's natural for me to comply with information confidentiality - whether or not I'm okay with that as a personal feeling is another matter.

''After all, the white wolf's can't help but want to tell the rest of the guys too, can they?
Sure you do. I would brag to all my friends about it if I were allowed to.
You know. They're going to make a new one, and you're going to be his--
No, no, not that.

　He seemed to be misunderstood as referring to the Order of Knights and the New Order, so he denied it in short words.

　Garnett often fell silent with the same expression on his face, and eventually the redness of his face, which was flushed from the effects of alcohol (alcohol), became stronger.

...... Ah, that's the one. That way, yes.
'Of course. That's the most important thing to me. A new organization or a new title is just a means to achieve that goal. As far as I'm concerned, I'm not so geeky as to mistake the means for the end.

　It was an ambiguous way of saying things, full of pronouns and euphemisms, as if someone who didn't know what was going on couldn't understand what was going on, but Garnett seemed to be getting it from one corner to the other without missing a thing.

　The proof of this is that from earlier on, a different pale red color from drunkenness has bled into your cheeks, and you are wandering your gaze wandering around bitterly, twisting your mouth.

You are the type of person who becomes talkative when drunk?
Nothing?　I could tell you this much, even if I was sober.
"...... You're drunk, man. Ah, d*mn it .......

　Garnett rushed around in front of me for a moment and then stopped face to face with an open attitude.

Then you can just say, 'I already have an unofficial partner. I don't think there's anything wrong with telling Sylvia and the others about that level. As long as you don't tell them who it is.
'Maybe so, but ...... is indeed not the place to be.'

　It's a good idea to have a good time with them.

　If he was sober, he wouldn't have had this conversation until he came home, but the liquor he just poured in seemed to have impaired each other's judgment a little bit.

　But even so, the sense of duty to keep the truth secret has not been loosened, as they are still holding fast to the expression that hides the truth, no matter what.

''Oh come on, why don't you like it?　It's contractually sound, and I'm reasonably proud of it.　Besides, if you make a good impression, the evil one won't get in, right?
I'm saying it's a very suicidal thing to do. I can't stand being in the middle of a place where young girls are talking to each other like that, so what are you going to do about it?

　If I had tried to say something like, 'I can't tell you who it is yet, but I'm dating a woman on the premise of engagement,' at that place, I would have been questioned by all of them except Garnett, and I would have been toyed with as best I could.

　I don't have the ruinous taste to throw myself in as giant bait where girls of my age were having fun with their love affairs as a snack.

　It's true that the phrases Garnett offered may be valid, but the situation is too bad at any price for the seat earlier.

'Well ...... that's true. If you're going to get a meddling middleman from someone, I suppose you could say no the way you said you were going to.
Hey, hey. It's not just third parties we should be worried about.

　Garnett seemed to be extra drunk with excitement and lightly poked me in the chest with his clenched fist.

It's a very good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for. You should at least take precautions.
No way. No way.
You don't understand, dammit!　It's not possible!　Usually!
"...... ouch. Aren't you using a little enhancement (skill)?

　A fist poked at my chest, and I gradually grew stronger and stronger.

　We were having a great time exchanging pleasantries that only we could understand in the corner of the alley when I saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye, clearly approaching us.

　Realizing that I had turned my attention to a suspicious person, Garnett suddenly turned around with a heightened sense of caution.

'Oh, my goodness, I beg your pardon. Please do not be alarmed.

　The man put his hand on his chest and bowed his head reverently.

　Garnett tries to be on the defensive, unable to get a grip on his identity.
　But I recognized this person. And that was just recently.

''You must be the servant who was at Sir Theodore's villa.
'...... of Beaufort?'　Well, that's because I don't remember him.
We are honored by your memory, sir.

　Anyway, I'm going to ask this servant man, dressed in fine clothes, a straightforward question.

'What can I do for you? 'Is Sir Theodore calling you again, or something?'
No, this is not my husband's business. There are people in good standing who wish to intercede with Master Theodore to see Lord Luke of the White Wolf Forest.

　He looks at Garnett and then exhales briefly.

　I don't need to ask why.
　Any of the cases I'm involved in right now are more than enough of a reason, and at this rate, it won't be revealed who came up with that.

'Is it now?'
Don't worry. You'll leave when we hear back from us, so it may be some time before you can leave. I've been informed that the exact date and time of the meeting will be at Master Luke's convenience.
...... who wants to meet you.
I'm sorry. Please forgive me.

　The response was as expected.

　If I was dealing with an ordinary person, I would have refused right then and there, but this is a matter of such magnitude as to mediate the frontier county family's Theodore.

　It's safe to say that refusing is not an option from the start.

I understand. I'll let you know at a later date when it's convenient for you.