In the carriage, which was heading to Razhuisen via Latosfilia, Raid had this week's issue of Magical Communications in hand.

'Sierra, have you ever heard of the Underworld?'
No, I don't know. How can I help you?
Apparently, Uranos has fled to that country. Or, more likely, he's moved on to a new base.
I see.

　Sierra pondered the fact that she had anticipated it.
　Schneizel's help was necessary after all, and she sighed at the walls of the royal capital in the distance as she returned without any credit.

'I hear it's going to change from weekly to daily soon.
Yeah.
It's a magical call.
'I see...' a lackluster reply.
''There's no point in being depressed. That recluse was useless, no matter how much he said. Well, it was Nito's help, wasn't it? That's the only thing I'm happy about. It's not as bad as asking the guy to do it, though.

　For some reason, Reid was uncomfortable with the idea of meeting Masamune.

　For Sierra, her troubles were elsewhere again.
　Leaving her journey and leaving herself, but asking for help from Masamune again.
　The only way to do that was to endure the shame.







　Arnold's body had been turned into a coffin and placed in the throne room.
　The throne was cleared away, and now it was a tomb.

　The White King and the Raid, who were now only a few in number, and Patrick, who had been brought back from the academy, were there.

''Up close and personal........I see. Your Majesty is really dead, isn't he?''

　Patrick gave one surprising look at Lade's sadness.
　He hadn't expected his father to be adored by that violent raider.

'What about Reinhardt's body?'
'The cemetery,' said Daniel.
'Same place as Hilda.
Yeah.
Well, yeah. So you'll be the next king, Patrick.

　There was a mischievous smile on Lade's face as he turned around.
　It changed from sadness to a snorting laugh, as if to provoke him.

''Well I know it's early, too.
Don't get it, kid. That's why you're the king. No wonder Cresta came out. If you had been a good sport, the first word would have been the end of it.
The first word?
I don't know. I know what I can do. You have more than just the throne, you have proper blood in your veins. You're the only one who can be king of Radshausen. It's not about who's fit to be King of Radshausen. You will rule the land. And you're the king. I don't care what Cresta says.
Boy, does she have a lot of noise.

　The Raid was alerted by a voice he heard unexpectedly and looked around.
　There, blue flames shot out of Patrick's body like fire sparks, and the Spirit King Salamander appeared.

''What the hell, this guy........''
This guy?　That's a stupid tone. I am the spirit of Patrick, the king. No, in fact, I am the king.
'Sarah, it's your old raider. Don't be rude.
Hey, Patrick, you don't think that's a... genie?

　Lade was puzzled.
　Daniel covered his mouth with his hand and laughed with his stomach at the sight of him.

'She's Sarah, the Spirit King.
"Spirit, the king...
'Hey, Princess. Aren't we supposed to be training today?

　And then he heard Yui's voice and appeared.

''Spirits....two. 'What the hell is going on?' the raider rolled his eyes.
''She's the spirit Yui. 'Yui, it's Mr. Raid.'
"Wait, wait, wait, wait. A genie in a bottle. What the f*ck is going on here? Patrick, did you call this guy up?
... no. It wasn't me. Well, it was Nito who helped me.

　Patrick explained many things to Lade, who couldn't hide his agitation.
　The fact that he had been friends with Nito also surprised Lade, and the explanation lingered.
　Gradually, he regained his composure and Lade's expression became calm.

''After the country, the prince........heh, totally. That's Nito-sama, isn't it? I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about it.
I'm not worried about that, Mr. Raider. I'm not sure why you're back.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not coming back. I'll be out of here when I'm done.
So why?
Is it true that Reinhardt is dead?
Is that what you're here to find out?
''...'' the Raid closed his mouth once. 'If Nito was a hero, Reinhardt was the first hero. It ain't just the surprise attack of the previous empire. There had been times before when S-ranked monsters had appeared in the vicinity of the king's capital for accidental reasons. Back then, only Reinhardt was able to do something about it. From then on, he was considered a hero.
'We don't have that hero anymore,' Patrick said, his voice trailing off.
He didn't get beaten up so easily. Otherwise, something would have happened. Something that even he couldn't resist...
"...Mr. Lade. Whatever the case, there is no more Mr. Reinhardt. There are only three White King's Knights anymore.

　The White King, who had been seven, was now only Daniel, Emily and Sierra.

"That doesn't mean I'm going back," he said. It doesn't mean anything either way. This country has never had the power to deal with the Empire. No one answered your call.
The dragon's heart has responded.
''What........'' the Raid was surprised, as if he had been caught off guard.
''The countries that hadn't responded until now should now realize the gravity of the matter a little.
"But this isn't going to work for the Eightfold King. As it is, Dahms Ardan couldn't make it. And Schneizel, that's a cripple.
'It's not that I'm obsessed with big countries. More than anything else, Radshausen is a small country, and you knew no one would respond to it. We're going to gather a small one and fight with it--
What year is it?
What?
How many years do you think it will take you to recruit?
...at least five years.
'You've got to be kidding me,' Lade turned away and sat down in a chair by the wall.
'Lade,' Daniel frowned.
'I don't blame you,' said Emily. 'Do you know what a small country is?　That's the best I can do.
"How's the search for the assassin?　'You've been killed here,' said Lade, abruptly changing the subject.
"Laid, listen to me seriously," said an indignant Emily.
I don't want to have to deal with this bullshit. I'd rather do this. You've got the footprints of the enemy, so just tell me what to do.
'No progress,' said Sierra.
'What? ........what does that mean? How it was killed.

　Each of them talked about the situation after examining the scene.
　Arnold was stabbed in the heart and Reinhardt was burned all over his body by magic, so the cause of death was burning to death, etc.
　Lade sat up abruptly and walked to the great door without saying anything.

'Wait, Raid,' comes Daniel's voice.
"I'm an outcast, and now this? That's not funny.

　Words were few, but the raid left the hall and disappeared from the royal capital.
　This appearance also gave Sierra no small amount of suspicion, only to Sierra.
　Only he wasn't sure, and even Sierra didn't know what the Raid was thinking.