Jurgen, formerly of the Eight Divine Light, is an aristocrat.
　He was born as the third son of the Altmaier family that ruled the West Haren province, and his real name is Jurgen von Altmaier.
　Normally, the empire does not allow third sons to take the name "von", which is a sign of nobility, but he was allowed to take the name in a special case because he became the Eight Divine Radiance.
　It was an honor for an ordinary nobleman to produce Yagamihiki.
　Jurgen had been summoned by his brother's eldest son, Otto Westphalen Altmaier, the current head of the Altmaier family, to visit him in his study.

'Welcome, uncle,'

　Otto makes an unusual bow to his uncle, who is twenty-five years older than him.
　The only people a nobleman should bow to are other noblemen and Yagamihiki.
　If it were a mere uncle, the current head of the family would only have to maintain a minimum level of decorum and there would be no need for him to salute anything.
　But Jurgen is a living legend who has made the Altmaier family's name known both inside and outside the country.
　Otto himself admires and respects him greatly.

'What can I do for this old bone, Lord Otto?

　Jurgen also returns a salute to the nephew of the current head of the family and calls him by name with respect.
　He turns sixty this year, so he looks youthful and only about fifty in appearance, although he doesn't lie when he says old bones.
　His brown hair was still shiny, and his light blue eyes were rich in vitality.

''When do you expect to leave for the Imperial City?''

　Otto skipped the roundabout greeting and asked him point-blank.
　He knew that by virtue of his position, Jurgen would be called to the country.

'I don't know yet. At any rate, it seems that we have to start by gathering the most important candidates.'

　Jurgen sighs and raises his hands in a sarcastic manner.
　It is only because of him that he is able to speak this way about the emperor-led enterprise.
　Otto himself feels fearful, but at the same time he has a strong respect for his uncle, who has the privilege of being allowed to do so.

'I would like to hold a pep rally, and as soon as you know, will you let me know?

You're in no shape or age for a pep rally, Otto.

　When Otto said that he wanted to celebrate his uncle's new beginning with great fanfare, Juergen smiled.

''It's only natural that you will be a member of a new project that will be started by His Majesty's will, a new academy that will train young people to become the core of the nation.

　This is not something that Otto is alone in thinking.
　The indifferent Jurgen is more heretical for an aristocrat.
　However, since Otto knew his uncle's character well, he was not surprised now and simply thought, "It's just like your uncle.

''Hmm.''

　Jurgen also understands his nephew's character, so he doesn't try to deny it any more.
　He mentions a matter to change the subject.

'Speaking of which, I received a call that the fellow from Bartolomeus wants to come and say hello. What do you think, Lord Otto?

Bartholomeus?

　His uncle's sudden statement almost made Otto sit up in his fine chair.
　'Of course I know the name of Bartholomeus, the God of Light's God of War, and I know that he is my uncle's only disciple.

'Hmm. I haven't heard from him lately, that rascal.

　Despite the letter, Jurgen spoke with a look of happiness that could not be hidden.
　Otto knew very well that he thought his only apprentice was adorable.
　Perhaps it was because they weren't too far apart in age, but he had memories of playing with them as children when they were nothing more than each other.

'You know as well as I do that Master Bartolomeus knows your uncle is a sluggish character who doesn't like to be sent blistering news,'

　Otto gives his uncle a dumbfounded look so.
　If it weren't for his uncle-nephew's ease, he wouldn't be able to say very much towards 'Jurgen, God of Destruction'.
　That Jurgen is silent with a look of pain.
　Otto laughed and said to him.

'When is Master Bartolomeus here?　Are you alone?　Or is he with the other Yagami Teru?

You said you'd bring Wilhemina to me.

　The smile disappears from Otto's face at Jurgen's reply.

'Are you Lady Wilhemina? ......

　The news that the female elf, Wilhemina, was very powerful, but very difficult to find, had reached his ears.
　He would be lying if he said he didn't have a desire to depend on Otto.

'If you don't like it, I'll disagree with you.

　Jurgen said, sensing his nephew's sentiments.
　He had no doubt in his mind that Val would not disobey him if he said so.
　Knowing his relationship with Bal, Otto didn't think it was arrogant, but he wasn't willing to accept his uncle's proposal either.

'Oh, no, it won't be a problem if Master Bartolomeus is with you, and you don't have to go that far. Besides, it's also a chance. I didn't expect two of the eight gods' lights to come to our house.

The other noblemen will be jealous.

　The Eight Divine Brilliance was the biggest force and had several privileges.
　For the nobles, he was an existence that they wanted to connect their faces and make as many ties with as possible.
　Some of them were disagreeable, but there was no contradiction among them.

''The Altmaier family is a count, so it's still better. If it was a viscount, the external pressure would have been very hard to deal with.''

　Otto says with a divided smile.

'By the way, I was wondering when you would be here?　If the two of you are here, we'll need to prepare for your hospitality.

"Any day that suits you is fine with me. Bartholomew also says that it is not necessary to do anything of this magnificence. A small banquet would be enough.

Ha, ha.

　Jurgen's answer almost made him feel like such a fool, but he reminded himself that Val was Jurgen's apprentice.
　It made sense, considering that he had also inherited an aversion to flashy things.