This is the memoir of an Eastern adventurer who explored the Thousand Year Corridor of the Abyss with the Duke of Kingswell's brother.

　It is raw material left by the parties involved, and despite being in a distant and foreign language, there is hope of deciphering it.
　It's understandably convenient that he handed it to me just because it was his first job.

　However, if you believe the Duke's statement, it is possible that the contents of the journal are just a meaningless diary, since no one has yet to decipher the contents of the journal.

Well, that's all I can tell you for now. Wait until Green Hollow receives the material before you do any additional questions and answers.

　I don't feel like I'm only giving you convenient information, but that doesn't mean I can't think of some questions I'd like to ask you.

　Questions and questions can only be asked with a minimum of knowledge.

　It is fair to say that you should wait until you receive the material before continuing, and even if the Duke sends you only the material that is convenient for you, it is the order of things to examine the material first and then say "what's the meaning of this".

　Fortunately, we have a number of researchers who are very good at handling materials.
　If I were to do it alone, it would be hopeless, but with the help of everyone else, there should be no problem.

　The first step is to make the White Wolf Knights fully operational as an organization.
　This should be the first goal, and the bargaining and fumbling with the Duke of Kingswell will come after that - although the latter is not always necessary.

''I understand. The next contact will be when the management of the Order is back on track, I believe.
Hmm. I feel relieved at last. Maybe we should take a trip to Green Hollow to unwind while we deliver the materials.

　The Duke of Kingswell rested his old body on a chair and let out a breath that seemed to ooze from the depths of his stomach.

He said, "For an old man with a hardened head like me, all of the research materials left behind by my foolish brother are all out of whack. The old man, who had grown hard-headed like me, was in agony because he wanted to hand them over to a young man as soon as possible.
Are you a young man ......?
I'm jealous. When I was about your age, I'd be ...... no, this is going to be a long story.

　This is still the oldest of the people involved in the White Wolf Shoppe, but he is still only a young man in the eyes of the Duke's generation.

　Should I be happy to be considered young, or should I be unhappy to be considered inexperienced? It's hard to say.

"Well, I guess we'll just take ourselves out of here then...

　Just as I was about to turn around to leave the Oval Office, the thick door was thrown open as hard as it could from the outside, and a small figure slipped past my side.

'Oops!'
Grandfather!

　The figure - a young girl in a luxurious dress, with the momentum of opening the door with all the strength of her body and releasing it open, almost tumbled around the side of the office desk, bypassing it, and jumped at the Duke of Kingswell.

'Oh my goodness. You're here too, Isabelle.''

　The girl called Isabelle was apparently the granddaughter of the duke.

　It was quite natural for her to have a grandson in terms of age and status.
　If it was the head of a noble family, it would have been natural to be expected to profit from an heir.

'But it's not a good thing that you jumped in out of the blue. I was at work just a few minutes ago. Now, say hello to your customers.
Yes!　Um, ...... My name is Elizabeth!　You all call me Isabelle!
Hi. ......

　A girl with a familiar face entered the room from behind us, dumbfounded, with a giggle.

''I'm sorry. I was playing with you earlier, but when I found out your grandfather was there, I ran out before I could stop you.
Ezell the Brave: ......!　Do you have something to do at the palace, too?
Well, that's about it. Well, you can't really be too careful with a child's physical strength, can you?

　Hild, noticing Ezell's presence in plain clothes, suddenly rolls her eyes with a surprised look on her face.

''Eh?　No, you are ...... fugyu.
I'm sure the Duke would not be happy to stand here and talk to you, so let's talk outside. Now if you'll excuse me.

　Ezell put his arms around Hild's neck as if he were squaring his shoulders, and then he put his hand in the hood and pulled his fingers over the edge of his mouth, interrupting the voice that was about to become words.

　As Ezell pulled Hild out of the room in this way, the Duke returned the goodbye with a completely grandfatherly look on his face.

''Your granddaughter has caused you a lot of trouble. Please give your father my regards.''

　Eventually, we left the office in that vein and moved to a corner of the corridor of the royal palace.

''Well then, let's get back to it. I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one. I have high hopes for your future efforts for His Majesty and the Kingdom.
I'm kind of tickled when you describe it that way: ......
Well, well, I suppose it's important to celebrate every milestone exactly. So, what's the business with the Duke?

　For a moment, I wasn't sure if it was something I could talk about casually, but I quickly reminded myself that there was no point in worrying about it.

　The brave Ezell is also one of the forces challenging the basement of the 'Demon King's Castle Realm', and since this is inside the most heavily guarded building called the Royal Palace, there would be no problem if it was only a light communication.

I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about the matter of handing over the materials regarding the 'Thousand Year Corridor of the Abyss' from the Duke of Kingswell. In addition, he also gave me a document written in the Eastern language and told me to try to decipher it for a quick check.
''I see. By the way, when it comes to Eastern languages, there seems to be a significant difference between the imperial and imperial languages, but I wonder which one is the source for that?

　I couldn't help but stumble over the words when a simple question was returned to me.

　Come to think of it, I have yet to identify either the language of the memoir or the adventurer's origin, only to the point of "being in the East".

　Empire or imperial state is something I'm not usually aware of at all, so it was out of my thoughts.

''Well, it doesn't matter either way, does it?　Anyway, you can ask Sakura and she'll tell you which one it is right away.

　I see, indeed, Garnett is right.

　Since I was originally going to rely on Sakura for the translation, I'll stop by the inn on the way home and ask her about it.