The long-standing empty house. With all its staff bowing, Dusker heads to the carriage in front of the inn.
　The awards ceremony for the competition ended a few days ago.
　However, there was naturally something white about the awards ceremony, which didn't include the winner, Noise, and runner-up Ray.
　Since the winner, Noise, was a friend of Trajist, a Rank S adventurer and even the emperor of the Empire of Bestia, some blame was naturally directed at Dasker, who was supposed to be the former employer of runner-up Ray.
　But Dusker himself did not seem to care about it at all, and he had ignored the willow as if it were the wind.
　Even for those who were invited from neighboring countries, the awards ceremony was held without a leading figure… Only the third and fourth places received rewards and prizes respectively.
　Once such an award ceremony is successfully completed, those from neighboring countries will begin their respective activities.
　Specifically, it's about civil war.
　Since we are in the imperial capital, which is also the center of the civil war, it is only natural to think about gathering even a little information about the civil war.
　Even the emperor, Trajist, doesn't say anything in particular, as if nothing were to be seen.
　Usually, it is a civil war in which guests from neighboring countries...and the neighboring countries, which are virtually close to their territories, or special places called magical cities, are coming. Even though the national honor was still in ruins, Trajist smiled as if to welcome it... with a fierce smile.
　If there is a civil war, why don't we at least ask people from other countries to leave as soon as possible? Peche said, but the moment he saw the smile, he thought it was useless to say anything. All I could do was breathe out a sigh close to giving up.
　For the Trajist, the current situation in the empire is much closer to what he wanted.
　If you decide that it is easy to give the empire what it is and take action, you will be happy to accept it.
　Peche, though reluctant, withdrew because he understood it.
　In this way, many guests remained in the imperial capital to gather information, but Dusker decided to leave his long-standing inn and return to his country.
　To tell the truth, I wanted to gather information, but it was certain that Ray, who had no connection to me, would be in trouble if he became known to be in the rebels.
　In addition, Rodos, who was also brought as a bodyguard, is on the First Prince's side.
　If you're not good at it, it could have been said that the Milliana Kingdom was pulling strings behind the scenes.
　...though the point is half right.
　Instead of pulling strings behind the scenes, it is right to describe the battle as orchestrated by Mercurio, the third prince who stood as a rebel.
　At any rate, if he stayed in the imperial capital, he would leave the capital and return to the kingdom of Mileana, in order that some people might look more closely at the information around Dusker.
　The guards were gone, with Ray and Seto missing, and Rodos missing as well. As a result, the number of Dusker and his party has decreased...not necessarily.

"Do you really mind if I hire someone like us, L'Arcus? Even though it looks like this, Furyu's Tusk is an adventurer of the Empire of Bestia." Ouch, I'm an adventurer of the Empire of Bestia."

　Morst's cane was thrown down at his head for not being able to use of words.
　Luzzi was in a hurry to change his speech, but Elk laughed bitterly as he watched it.
　It was because it was as if I were looking at myself and Min as usual.
　Thinking that way, Elk's gaze glints at Min, who is next to him.
　Min always has a serious look on his face. It's still the same. However...

(He's as good as ever at mending up the outside.)

　To Elk, who had been married to Min for many years, it was obvious at a glance that his wife was now half-intense.

(It resulted in Rodos being placed in the Vestian Empire. I don't think it can be helped, for that is what Rodos himself wished for. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

　I know I'm worried about my child, but I'm still too worried. Is it because I am a male parent that I end up thinking so?
　Thinking so, Dusker opens his mouth to Luzzi with a smile.

"In the Kingdom of Milliana and the Empire of Bestia, there must be a lot of things to think about. But adventurers are originally a separate organization from the country. ...well, I think it's inevitable that you feel that way because you're from the country you were born in. But look at Ray. He's an adventurer of the kingdom of Milliana, but he's running away under me in the Empire of Bestia."
"Ah... I'm sure,"

　The words from Dusker's mouth made me agree.
　I've rarely seen an adventurer as free as Ray.
　But that seemed to be the secret of Ray's strength.

"And I'll only ask you to leave the Empire of Bestia, as I told you beforehand." -- well, if you wish, you may come to Gillum in the Kingdom of Milliana."

　For Dusker, who invites him to do so, he knew that the Furyu Tusk party in front of him had proved his ability at the competition, and that, above all, he had no problem with his personality through Ray and Rodos.
　As long as I know that there is no problem with my ability or personality, I would like to attract Gilm's... as an adventurer who works on the frontier.
　What Dusker did well at this time was that what he asked of the Luzzis was to work in guillem, and that he did not want them to serve him.
　Originally, Dusker, who has territory on the frontier, has a wide and deep connection with adventurers. For that reason, I understood the characteristics of adventurers, such as their high independence and their reluctance to be boundaries.
　However, adventurers are so varied that they have such a tendency.
　It was also fortunate that the principles of action of the adventurer acting in the remote guillem and the fangs of the wind dragon, including Luzzi, were very similar.
　At any rate, he wanted to be pulled out to Guillum if possible, so he asked the adventurer's guild for a designated bodyguard. I thought I'd have a chance to move my mind before I left the Vestian Empire.

"Well... even if you say so..."
"I won't tell you to decide right now. Well, you can decide by the time you leave the Empire of Bestia. Well, when it comes to the crunch, I can spend a month in Gilmoo."
"...I'm glad that you've bought us so much. I will discuss that with my colleagues and decide.Wow. ... It hurts!"

　Morst's educational guidance, once again dropped on Ruzzi's head.
　Smiling at the conversation, Dusker nods.

"Do so by all means," There may be some areas called frontiers in the Vestian Empire, but the frontiers of the kingdom of Milliana are also very tough places. The more skilled adventurers there are, the better, and maybe you can be as strong as Ray if you brush your skills in such a place."

　The remark sharpens Luzzi's gaze for a moment.
　The words were fascinating to Luzzi, too, as she had repeatedly experienced Ray's skills in training and faced the noise that overwhelmed her.
　Luzzi knows that the frontier is also located in the Empire of Westia, but he also thinks that the frontier may be different between the Empire of Westia and the Kingdom of Milliana.
　In fact, even though the name is the same as the frontier, it is only natural that the monsters and plants that live there, or the ore that exists, vary greatly depending on the location.
　No, on the contrary, there are some places that are very different from Gilm at a distance.

(Then there is the possibility that there may be something around Gilm that could strengthen the power of the adventurer...)

　Listening to Luzzi, Morst mutters in private.
　In fact, since the frontier shows that the land is undeveloped, nothing can be wrong.

"...I'll think about it,"

　Luzzi's expression on his face is very serious.
　Regardless of the substandard presence of noise, it could possibly reach where Ray is. That's what I thought.
　Although it is a region of the Vestian Empire, the name of the fangs of the wind dragon is well known.
　It is also evident from the fact that all three of Furyu's tusks have won the main battle of the stadium, not only by name, but also by ability.
　But... it's also true that because of his ability, he wants to go further.
　We may catch up with Ray, who is definitely out of reach in today's Ruzzi. It was only natural that I should want to surrender myself to such hope.

"Well, as I said before, let me know when you leave the Vestian Empire."

　When he tells him so, Dusker tells him he wants to be escorted and gets into the carriage.
　Elk and Min followed, leaving only Luzzi and Most.
　Feeling like he was thinking something, Maast breathes a little sigh and drops his cane to their heads and heads to their assigned carriage.
　The staff of the inn bowed their heads to see him off as he left the carriage."About the punitive force and the rebel force, it seems that the punitive force was easily defeated."

　A few minutes after the carriage left, Veicur says so.

"...isn't it too early? I'm sure you left a few days ago."

　Perhaps because I was thinking about Dusker's proposal, the response was delayed for a moment.
　But he immediately asks back so.
　When an army, including a punitive force, leaves, it is normal for a ceremony to be held in a grand manner.
　It would be even more especially if aristocrats were to make such a sortie as this time around.
　However, this time the punitive force left without any such ceremony.
　People who knew the nature of the aristocracy were unintentionally inclined, but for Schles, who planned this incident, it was originally a battle on the assumption that he would lose.
　That being the case, I couldn't have done the ceremony in a flashy way.

"I guess it was either that strong or that weak."

　Vaicul nods as if he were right.

"It seems to have been both of them." The punitive force was surprisingly weak, while the rebels were surprisingly strong. It seems to be a matter of whether or not we have an hour to fight. It's not surprising that Princess Vihela is cooperating with the rebels."
"Princess Vihela!"

　The three of Furyu's tusks were born in the Westian Empire. That being the case, I have heard of Vihela's strength and freewheeling.

"If Princess Vihela was on the rebel side... this civil war is likely to be prolonged even if you don't like it."
"But we don't have much time until winter?"

　Even in this area, it naturally snows in winter. It is also true that it is far from civil war.
　In the first place, it would be a problem before the war because it is impossible to move troops -- it is very difficult to move them.
　Of course, winter doesn't mean it snows that much right away, and some winters don't snow at all depending on the weather.
　But it's a little unthinkable to start a civil war in anticipation of it.
　Then...

(Were the rebels going to have a short battle from the start, or did they take into account that the battle would be extended until next spring? Both are likely.)

　Morst murmured inwardly, but turned his gaze out of the carriage.
　The blue autumn sky spreads out there. It's not the intense direct sunlight of summer, but the fine weather that makes you think it's just right to move outside.

"It's nice weather, isn't it?"
"Huh? Oh, well," ...and Vaicul. How was Ray? Did he come out to fight?"

　Rousy, who responds appropriately to Most, asks Vaicul.
　Judging from the stories previously told in the dining room, Ray is most certainly involved in this civil war. That's what I was asking, but...

"I've never seen Ray at all." However, since the source of the information was soldiers who had escaped from the battle in the first place, it might not have been the best time to lose the battle."

　While telling him so, Vaicul was convinced at least that Ray had not taken part in the battle.
　In the first place, Ray has a scythe taller than he is and carries a Gryphon. You'll never forget the over-prominent figure in a moment.

"Then... what's the matter with Ray?"

　Only Luzzi's muttering echoed through the carriage heading to the border.