With two or three powerful flaps of its wings, the flying dragon sent its huge body soaring high into the sky in an instant, driving the royal palace and the Kingdom of Euresia below.
　As we climbed into the basket on the back of the flying dragon while many soldiers looked on, we had no choice but to close our eyes and create a moment of silence as we waved at the events that had taken place during that brief moment.

　The one who broke the silence was Seretia.
　Seemingly remembering something, she chuckled and said, "It was interesting to see Benetnash's surprised expression.

　She wasn't talking about Benetnash, who had seen us off with the soldiers on our departure.
　It was when, in the short time before our departure, I told Benetnash that I was the Acting Warrior Chief, and when he refused, Seletia and Neya both told him that it was an order from His Majesty.

The acting warrior general would be a good experience, and Benetnash is capable of handling it. I don't think you need to reject him so much.

　Seretia nodded silently at my opinion.
　Everyone recognizes Benetnash's abilities, but he seems to be the one who denies it the most.

I think Benetnash is being held back by the fact that he's a former pirate," Neya replies, looking slightly frightened as she looks out at the scene below her.

"I wouldn't worry about it. My predecessor Leveen was a slave, and I am a slave. There's no need to be so humble about a former pirate.

"I don't think that's the point. At least, neither Le'ven nor Walth are criminals. Isn't that right?

　Neya silently shook her head at Seretia's words.
　There must be a good reason for Benetnash to be so concerned.
　If you're a pirate who's been killing people, you might have a grudge.
　If he is found out to be a pirate, the Kingdom of Euresia might be in trouble.
　Benetnash is a deep thinker, so he must have thought of everything.

I'm the one who chose him as acting war chief. Neya, tell him not to worry, I'll take care of it if anything happens.

Yes, sir.

　Now you can concentrate a little more on your deputy.
　I turned to Celestia and she looked back at me with a chuckle.

What a good warrior chief you are. I think Benetnash might fall in love with you. Don't you think so, Pheuel?

　Pheuel, who was suddenly rejected by Seretia, became suspicious as soon as she saw my face.

You're right!　I think you should be aware of that, too, Walth.

　I'm not sure what to make of it, but I think it's a good idea.
　I'm sure you're not the only one.
　There's no way that Benetnash, who's been teasing me as if I'm his enemy, would feel that way.
　On the other hand, if I don't have to worry about him, I'll just concentrate too hard on my work.

Please don't make fun of me. I'm just doing my job well.

　I'm just doing my job well.
　While I was thinking about this, I also heard a laugh from Bork, who was controlling the flying dragon.

You all get along well, don't you? I envy you, Lord Walth, surrounded by beautiful women.

You can take over for him.

"You're joking. I politely decline.

　The Borg kept his mouth shut and showed no sign of entering into our conversation.
　As the Borg earnestly grasped the reins, we naturally lost our conversation, and for a while the only sound was the sound of the wind blowing.
　However, this atmosphere did not last long.

It seems that you met with your brother (Rigel) before you left.

"Nothing much. I just asked him to cooperate with Garde to ward the royal capital with both of the invulnerable magic, because Rigel specializes in wind and water attributes.

　The royal capital of the Kingdom of Euresia is not as large as other countries.
　If we take our time, we should be able to put it up without any problems.

　Fiel said, "So that's it. If that's the case, then it looks like there won't be any problem," she replied with a smile.

　Neya did not respond, as she was not interested in magic, and Celestia and Ainez responded as if it was only natural.

　However, the only one who was holding the reins, the Borg, coughed for a long time.



　　　　　　　I'm not the only one.



　I've never been to the Kingdom of Theorning, even when I was in Ars.
　The Kingdom of Seorning is the western counterpart to the Kingdom of Carlitz, and is a country that is often compared to it.
　If you consider it as a single country, the Kingdom of Carlitz has a significant advantage due to my presence, but the Kingdom of Theorining has alliances with neighboring countries, and has a high presence in both military and political affairs.

That's the Kingdom of Theorning, sir.

　Four days after his departure, the Borg pointed to a city that was somewhat smaller than the Kingdom of Carlitz, with a white base color.
　The country is divided into sections in a radial pattern, reminiscent of the Kingdom of Chloriana, with a prominent tower in the center.

Just by looking at the city, you can clearly see that it is a follower of the Chloriana religion.

I'm sure His Majesty will be very pleased to hear that.

...... No, let's not do that.

　You can see that if you say such a thing to Victor, he will further raise me as a messenger of the god Edina.
　It's a good idea to keep the Eurasian kingdom's cooperation in mind.

The Borg have returned.

　When we landed on the side of the tower in the center of the city, the soldiers who noticed the flying dragon ran up to us with shouts of joy.
　However, as soon as they saw us, they immediately split up and lined up on the left and right sides of the tower in an unbroken salute.

The Borg seem to be well-liked by the soldiers. Chief Warrant Officer Walth should learn from you.

　Seretia smiles at the soldiers and walks over to them, whispering venom.

I'm not interested in the Warchief. I'm not interested in warrior chiefs, so if you decide that I'm a bad warrior chief, you can dismiss me as soon as you can.

"You're not being ...... honest. I want to see Walth adored by his soldiers and people. I'm not going to recommend you if you can't.



　I don't know what Seretia wants with me, but at least she didn't recommend me for fun or mischief.
　As I walked along with the Borg in the lead, I heard a groan from behind me.
　As he turned around, he saw Ainess flying with her chest out over Pheuel's head.

　At the same time, the soldiers shouted, "Oh, isn't that a spirit? "Isn't that the messenger of the god Edina? " What's going on?

"...... What do you mean? I asked the Borg with a hint of knowing what I was talking about.

Yes, yes, this is because of what His Majesty Victor usually tells us about Edina's angels. ......

You didn't tell him about our identity, did you?

No, of course not, not a word of it.

　Only the last word seems to be spoken with confidence.
　But we don't know where they're going to find out about us.
　The Kingdom of Theorning, like the Kingdom of Carlitz, has donated a great deal of money to the Kingdom of Croliana, and is also very religious and has close ties with it.
　It's not surprising that there are people involved.
　It's hard to believe that Ars has nothing to do with the Chloriana religion, so we need to be very careful.

I'd appreciate it if you could keep a tight rein on this so that our information doesn't get out.

I'll advise His Majesty to do the same.

　From the Borg's point of view, it would be reasonable to have doubts about paying this much attention, but they seem to be taking it as their job, and they don't show any attitude that would make us feel uneasy.

This way, please.

　As I was led into the palace and walked through the huge corridors, I felt a sense of unease.
　There was no one around, and there were no guards at all.

It seems to me that there are too few guards.

There are too few guards. In particular, at each border checkpoint, under Rinne's guidance, they maintain a water-attribute invulnerability magic warding to check if the puppet is mixed in.

"The Kingdom of Theorning is the perfect example. You're handling it perfectly, aren't you?

　It's no good if the other party to the meeting is an alchemy doll.
　If the dignitary is attacked by the alchemy doll, the prestige of the Kingdom of Theorning will be at stake.
　If something were to happen, there is a possibility that the Kingdom of Theorning would be branded as the main culprit.

Please come inside.

　I was led to a hall with plush sofas, tables, and paintings on the walls that seemed to depict the city of Theorining.
　On the sofa by the window of the room, Victor Wrydberg was already waiting with a cup of tea.
　Viktor noticed me and turned his gaze to Ainess who was flying in the air.

"Oh, isn't that a genie in there? You are the one who was sent by the god Edina." Victor put the cup in his hand on the table and started to pray to Ainess.

　It's useless to say anything, I just smiled without replying.