The hall in which the evening party is held is generally long and narrow, with His Majesty the King and his high-ranking guests gathered at the back, and the general public gathered near the main entrance.

　And near the boundary between the two, the atmosphere was different from both, with ordinary people trying to worship the king and his nobles from a distance, and nobles and merchants trying to make relations with each other.

　There was no physical separation, but everyone seemed to maintain this position without needing to be ordered to do so, enjoying the evening party without creating any confusion.

'Um, where is everyone ......'
'Itai!　Mr. Luke!

　As I was looking around in the crowd near the entrance, an elegantly dressed Sylvia rushed over to me in a flash.

　Although she was not flashy or flamboyant, she was elegant in color and shape, and did not stand out at all even in the setting of the royal palace's great hall.

'It's been a long time since Alma-san has been here!
'Yes. It's nice to see you too.

　Garnett behaves like a young lady.
　She's so perfect that, as someone who knows what's going on, I can't help but feel my mouth relax.

　If Sylvia sees my funny face, she might get suspicious, so I casually cut my gaze and try to find everyone else.

　Soon after, I saw that the other faces were also approaching us.

''By any chance, is that person Alma-san?　Wow!　As they say!　Really, it's soooo cute!

　At the front is Marida's figure.
　Her skin is slightly more revealing than Sylvia's, but not so much compared to the way she was dressed in the tavern, and she looks accustomed to it, adding a flourish to her surroundings.

　The two standing behind them, hiding behind them, are Erica and Sakura.

The actuality of this is that it's finally out of place ......, isn't it?　He said it's absolutely notorious: ......
'Well, I'm the one to tell you that. I've never worn anything like this before.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you want to do with your own clothes, or perhaps a simple, safe dress, with a mixture of nervousness and fear in your eyes, looking right and left.

　It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you want to do.

　And speaking of Sakura, her long black hair is undone and flowing down her back, and she is wearing a western-style nightdress that has no eastern elements to it.

　The deep black color and lustrous sheen of the dress looks good against the pale color of the dress, but the person in question seemed to be embarrassed by the unfamiliar attire.

　Both of them looked very well suited to each other, despite the anxiety he had about it.

　The idea of praising their beauty is still a scene that should be praised clearly - such an idea passed through my mind, but just before I was about to put it into action, I remembered that I'm not a person right now, and I couldn't help but look at Garnett. Turn it around.

　How is it possible to praise another woman while bringing a potential fiancée with you?

　As if she immediately sensed that I was thinking that, Garnett immediately gave a big smile and directed his praise to Erica and Sakura.

'You are both beautiful. Please don't be modest.''
'Yes, you should be more confident, shouldn't you?'

　I took advantage of the precise follow-up to praise them in a natural flow.

　You will find a lot of people who have been in the market for a long time, but you can't get rid of them.

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But it's strangely cool from the waist down, which is not quite right: ......

　When I finished talking to the girls for a moment, I remembered that I hadn't yet found the White Wolf Knights who were supposed to be in the hall, so I looked around again.

　Immediately after that, from the opposite direction of my gaze, Mark appeared from the opposite direction of my gaze, breaking through the crowd.

''There you are. I went to look for you, but you misplaced me.''

　Mark, who is dressed in black-based formal wear, has indeed passed through a regular knight's training course, and his dress and behavior are reasonably well-defined.

　But even so, the nervousness hasn't slipped away, as Sir Sophia regularly points out, it's something that needs to be improved with experience.

''I guess he had to keep a proper eye on everyone to make sure no weirdos were talking to him or anything like that.

　I said that jokingly, and Mark gave an equally crushing response.

''I was going to do that in a nutshell, but with a guy like that coming to check on you every so often, it looks like the bad bugs left early.

　Mark turned his head to see Chandler, who had his well-trained, tall frame squeezed into a cramped-looking formal wear.

　He usually bared a great deal of skin and looked like a martial artist, but he looked quite presentable in his formal wear.

　It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.

　...... and, well, I tried to make a positive objective assessment for a while.

　The way Chandler was acting without noticing us, it seemed to me that he was, for all intents and purposes, hitting on the young female attendees like a gentleman.

'What the hell is he doing, man?'
It's as you can see. He's a man of his word for what he is, but I'm just watching to make sure I can drag him out if I have to.

　Mark looks at Chandler with a mixture of dismay and resignation.

　Obviously, it's the look he gives when he sees the vices of his rotten friend.

　At any rate, I can't ignore him even though I've found him, so I decide to go nearby and say a word to him as the Knight Commander.

"Chandler. Sorry, sorry to keep you waiting.
Oh, I see your audience went smoothly.
I've managed to avoid screwing up. I'm gonna go back to the big boys in a little while, though.

　I told them I was back from the audience, and I was about to pull up so as not to interrupt them, but before I could, the women who had been talking with Chandler turned their attention to me.

'Who is this gentleman?'
Are you the leader of the White Wolf Order by any chance?
Would you like to talk to me over there, if you like?

　They call out to me one after another, and I'm at a loss for a response.

　I'm afraid I'm going to miss it, but in the capital city, I'm more famous for my title than for my weapons shop.

　If the topic of conversation is pushed aside, it will probably lead in that direction.

　So, I decided to give a frank answer to the question.

'I'm sorry. My fiancé is with me right now.

　Then the women shouted happily for some reason, and Chandler got used to whistling deliberately.

　...... Is that a thing by any chance? Did they knowingly tease you or something like that?

　As I looked back in my brain at what I'd just said on the spur of the moment, I felt like I wasn't going to be able to see Garnett's face for a while.