The day I arrived in the royal capital, I spent that day bringing in my belongings to the temporary base I had borrowed from the Silverwing Knights and reaffirming the details of my future activities with the members of the group.

　In the evening, I also enjoyed the southern cuisine that was not available in Green Hollow with Sylvia and the others who had come to the royal capital to meet with my grandmother Dorothea, but this was another thing that was separate from work.

　And the next day - this is the original reason why we came to King's Landing from here on out.

　It's time to have an audience with King Alfred and fulfill the role of reporting directly to him about the exploration of the dungeon "Ark of the Elements".

''Haha ...... I'm still nervous ......

　I let out a long breath while waiting in the waiting room of the royal palace.

　The clothes that were prepared for the audience are not appropriate for the audience, but they are so uncomfortable to wear that they feel uncomfortable and even the chair you are sitting on is not appropriate.

It's better for you to get used to it. It's just like that cat I borrowed a while back.
'I don't blame you. I wasn't raised to come to this place.

　Garnett's is dressed in men's clothes that fit the occasion, and even if you look at it objectively, she has a pretty picturesque figure.

　As expected of this area, she was born as the daughter of a famous knight's family and grew up as a warrior's son.

　It's a good idea to learn from them, even if just a little.

...... Well, even regular knights are usually bad at it.

　Garnett chuckled in disgust and threw a glance to the opposite side of the waiting room.

　Over there, Chandler was playing with his collar, raising his eyebrows and struggling to breathe, and Mark was leaning against the wall, pale with tension.

'Isn't it bad enough that even you're that bad, Mark, the new guy?　Even so, you're still from a well-known military family, right?
My clothes are bad. My clothes. The clothes are so tight that they can't be touched. When we were back home, we could open up our collars in front of the lord and there would be no problem.

　Chandler's lips quirked up at Garnett's teasing mouth gesture in return.

　It's true that Chandler usually wears clothes that show off his brown-skinned torso well.

　Compared to that, the formal wear you're wearing here and now with your sleeves must be tight.

It's because it's hot in the south. It's just more comfortable here. It's not too cold in Green Hollow, is it?　It's giving me a cold to watch.
Nothing?　I'm a skilled thermoregulator. I'm still at a moderate skill level, so it's a bit chilly.
It's cold, isn't it?
I heard you can be naked in a snowstorm if you have the skills. I've never seen a snowstorm in my life.
You get naked in Green Hollow, I'll take you out in a heartbeat.

　Aside from his familiarity with the clothes, Chandler seems to have a lot of mental space to joke around with each other like that.

　The problem is more with Mark.

　He's not reacting to the conversation going on up close and personal, and is mumbling something with a pale face.

'...... are you okay?'

　As expected, I couldn't look at him and called out to him.

　Then Mark looked up with a huff and stared back at me with blatant strength pasted on his face.

'What is it? As you can see, it's nothing. Unlike Commander-dono, I've been trained as a regular knight, you know.
If you can get up to speed, you're in good shape. But don't collapse in the middle of the road. If you don't feel well, make sure you go to .......
You're not a guardian. He only thinks of you as the leader of his Order, you know.

　He was prodded unspokenly not to play big brother, but apparently he was able to relax the tension.

　The thoughts that had been filled with this and that about the audience with His Majesty the King were also allocated to rebellion against his incompetent brother, and as a result, the psychological pressure must have weakened.

　I'm not saying I don't have my own thoughts on the matter, but if it makes me feel better, I'll let that be a good thing for now.

"Well, ......

　As I was thinking that it's about time I was called out, the door to the anteroom was opened and two figures entered.

　I thought it was an attendant to welcome them, but it wasn't, it was just our group members Hild and Ambrose returning.

''Commander Luke. I've finished preparing the handout.
Everything has been entrusted to the chamberlain in charge. They should be distributed without delay once the audience has begun.

　Hild's outfit is an audience outfit, similar to a dress, and rather than a hood, it is a beautiful, large cloth that is worn over the head and held in place with strings like a cloak.

　It's an outfit that hides the ears unique to elves, but it's not uncomfortable to wear as a formal dress of faith that doesn't allow you to unnecessarily expose your true face.

　However, His Majesty Alfred knew from the beginning that Hild is an exiled elf from the Northern Tree Sea Federation - a foreign country that exists in the northern part of the continent.

　This outfit would rather be a disguise for the members of the group other than me and Garnett, who were taught their true identity.

'You're not dressed for an ...... audience, are you, that?'

　Garnet looked over at Ambrose's figure and gave him an indescribable look.

　Ambrose's clothes were almost unchanged from his normal clothes.

　Her bare face was completely hidden by a front droop with a patterned eye and a large hood, her arms and legs were covered by a lengthy garment, and her hands, which occasionally peeked out, were wrapped in thick gloves.

'Look closely. The embroidery on the surface should be appropriate for an audience. It is specially made for such occasions. I also pay attention to the fabric.
............ Well, if His Majesty approves, I'm not going to tell him.
The ministers have agreed to it. However, if they didn't agree, the Green Eyed Knights would not be able to survive.

　I felt a little bit of envy towards Ambrose, who could say that without a care in the world.

　The official duty of the Sui-Eye Knights is to supervise the activities of wizards, but since the work becomes too specialized, it becomes a bit of a burden for an ordinary knight.

　That's why they promote wizards to be knights and add them to the corps and make them take on tasks that require their expertise.

　Ambrose is one of the knights promoted in this way.

　In other words, like me, they are knights without formal training, and they are both people who identify more with their day jobs than with their knights.

　Maybe it's just a difference in the length of experience, but I want to be able to behave naturally in a place like this too.

　And as if to reckon with the White Wolf Knights being all present, the squire of the palace finally comes to greet us.

''Master Luke White Wolf. You are ready for His Majesty the King. Please come this way.