"After defeating Delvembro, one of the Eight Demonic Generals, I returned to the royal capital of Laxtia in triumph.
　I went straight to return the hovering carpet to Narsai, and as promised, I was forced to spend the rest of the night regaling him with tales of my heroics. I drank up to the limit of my drinking capacity.

　And the next day, Narsai came to the castle and reported to the king about what had happened.
　The king was also delighted, and sent a messenger to my lodgings with the highest respect to invite me to a dinner to celebrate his triumphant return.
　All the people of King's Landing knew what I had done.

What?　Wasn't it Ushazan who went to kill Delvembro?
You must have gotten your ass kicked anyway.
You were so condescending, going into battle with such enthusiasm!
Well, Master Magnus is actually more reliable than Eugene and his party.
You can say it.
Hilarious.

　Narsai told me that my understanding of the situation quickly expanded.
　It made it difficult for me to walk the streets for a while. After all, as soon as everyone realized it was me, they would stop me and offer their thanks to the rain.

　But I think their joy is understandable.
　As it is written in this "Strategy Guide", the reason this world of Arcelia has become infested with monsters is because of the magical power of the Demon King Morl-Fi, which is now omnipresent in the world.
　The reason why his magic power is spreading to every corner of the world is because the Eight Demon Generals have been dispatched to every corner of the world to serve as a relay point.
　Therefore, the fact that I killed Del Bembro led to a drastic decrease in the number of demons in all of Rakstad, and each individual was greatly weakened.

　Within three days, the people had realized this fact.
　After all, when the demons stopped coming and going, there would be no more raids on their fields and no more livestock being kidnapped. The merchants would not have to hire excessive guards. This will be reflected in the macro-level economy, making life easier for the people all over Rakstad.

　Five days have passed since I killed Delvenbro, and when I'm finally ready to hold a grand triumphal ceremony, a messenger comes from the castle again.
　I flipped the hem of my long robe and leisurely climbed the castle.

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　The banquet to celebrate my triumph was held in the largest of the castle's courtyards, because the number of people in attendance and the number of gifts on display was too great to fit in the indoor hall.
　The number of people in attendance and the number of festive gifts on display from all over the world was too great to fit in the indoor halls.

　The hall was filled with not only residents of King's Landing, but Daikan Takaki and others who had come from all over Rakstad. I'm a wizard, and I'm not just a resident of King's Landing, I'm also a member of the Grand Council of Ministers, who have come from all over Rakstad.

　I am a wizard. I am the personification of the desire for knowledge. That's why I'm familiar with the manners of the upper class. But whether I can actually follow the rules is a different story. The way I treated them was not very flattering.

　Instead, it was Aria who responded well.
　When I was personally invited by the king, my girlfriend accompanied me as my partner.
　As a daughter of a wealthy merchant and an expert in customer service, Aria was not afraid of the position of the other party, no matter what his or her position, and we had a great time chatting. He stood up for me and protected me.

'You really help me, Aria.'
'Hmm, what do you mean, Mr. Magnus!　Anyone can do this if they get used to it. But the feats that Mr. Magnus has accomplished could not have been done by anyone but him. Don't be so pompous and rotten, don't be.

　We exchanged whispers and smiled at each other.

'-- Only, you look a little pale, Magnus. Are you tired of being affectionate, as expected?
Well... that's not why I'm here.
Let's take a little rest over there. The king hasn't shown up yet.

　Aria said and pulled me along with a giggle. Dependable!

　Various festive gifts are displayed at the outer edges of the hall. Some of them even look like giant objects. They are covered with a white cloth and are not yet exposed to the public.
　When the party was at its height, they took the cloths off one by one to surprise and delight the eyes of the guests.
　We moved into the shadow of such a huge object and rested for a while.
　In fact, I was so fatigued that I often had to drink the mana potion.

Do you need to lie down for a while?　I'll give you a lap pillow, okay?

　Aria said, pointing to the grass part of the courtyard.

'It's not up to that. First of all, your dress will be dirty. It's so beautiful.'

　Today Aria was in a dress, of course.
　The tailoring of the dress was superb, a dazzling blue dress. It's not flashy, but it suits Aria's neat and graceful good looks.
　Also, it is often misunderstood that the more formal a dress is, the more revealing it is around the shoulders and chest. Aria's dress today was just that, exposing both her slender, pure white shoulders and the deep cleavage of her breasts in an unsparing manner.
　Yes, Aria has hidden big tits!

I'm embarrassed when you say that I'm beautiful.

　Aria slapped her cheeks with both hands, as if she had suddenly become ripe.
　 The unprecedented fatigue has prevented me from paying attention to the little things.

　But this has created a sudden and sweet mood between us.
　And yet, it's somewhat awkward to make eye contact.
　It's awkward, but it's not uncomfortable.
　If anything, it makes my heart beat faster.

'Oh, Magnus!　There you are!

　And - then Misha in a dress barges in!
　The sweet air and all that was in the air fizzled out with a single shot.
　Misha doesn't care about us and comes over to us innocently, saying, "I'm looking for you because you're not out front.
　Aria said to her.
　She zipped forward, hiding me behind her back.

'I'm sorry about that, aren't I?　I don't know who you are, but I'm afraid Mr. Magnus is not feeling well right now, so will you leave him alone?

　Aria makes a too-perfect smile that clearly shows her separation.

'Oh yeah!　Then you can't leave them alone more and more.

　Misha was not to be outdone.
　She has the dignity of a warrior, folding her arms in front of Aria and glaring back at her.
　Today she was looking terribly preoccupied.
　She's stripped off her armor, dressed in a dress she probably borrowed from the castle, and has a tight make-up job.
　Her words and actions are crude and her breasts are precipitous, but her facial structure is rather Misha, who could be called a beautiful girl.
　Such an outfit looks good on her.

　And those two beautiful girls sparked head-on!

Which one of you are you?
My name is Alia, daughter of the Malm merchants. Please allow me to be of service to you at all times.
Nah. You're a stranger to Magnus.
You're a stranger?　Who are you in that capacity?
This is Misha, the female warrior Magnus had a party with.
'Oh!　You foolishly treated Mr. Magnus out of power, that!
Well, I don't need an apology for that, but I'm sorry.
We wouldn't need the guards if we were allowed to reflect on what we've done. Right, Mr. Magnus?

　Aria turned her water on me and took my right arm and teased both of her arms.
　She pressed the feel of her lush breasts against me with a munching motion.

'I'm sorry, Magnus. I'm so sorry about that. Your absence has made me realize that many times. We were just about able to get by without you. It was our fault. I'm sorry. And I hope you can forgive us.

　Misha bowed her head deeply once towards me and then took my left arm as she squirmed.
　I felt her precipice hit me and felt a swoosh.

'Mr. Magnus, you don't have to listen to someone in such good shape!
It's none of your business, Aria!
'It's related!　I'm Mr. Magnus's lover!　Misha-san, you're the one who needs to get out of my way and get the hell out of here!
What the hell?

　The two beautiful girls grabbed my arm and wouldn't let go, holding me between them as they wrestled with each other.

'No, no, I get it. I understand and forgive Misha's point.


　Aria puffs out her cheeks in a cute way.
　It's rare to see an expression like this on her face, and I can tell she's that much more concerned about me, that she's thinking about me, that she's on my side. It seeps into my chest.

'But, but, listen, Aria--'

　And this is an important story, and I want my beloved to understand, and I want him to understand, so I'm going to explain it with all the sincerity of my words.

　It's not just Misha.
　I was one of those people at the party, too, who was pushed around by Eugene when I was at the party.
　When you have a lot of common sense, you think, 'No way is anyone this stupid. And then I would try to deal with them honestly with my common sense, values and scale.
　But there's no way to understand people like Eugene and Hilde forever, so the one with common sense just gets one-sided and worn out. It's an exhaustion.
　And it's an unconscious tiredness. It's like a stagnation that accumulates quietly in the corners of your mind.
　Tiredness can be a hotbed of resignation, can't it?　Before I knew it, I was gradually losing motivation. I was unknowingly getting impatient to stand up for myself. I'm getting caught up in the pace of Eugene and his friends.
　It took me a long time to realize that it's best not to deal with people like them.
　How can I blame Misha if I didn't handle Eugene and his friends well?　

'My pride doesn't allow me to put myself on the shelf. That's no different than Eugene and the others. I have no right to blame you.
'I understand!　I see now that Mr. Magnus has a tendency to lose it!　Ahhhhhhhhhh, I'm itchy~!

　Aria clings to my arm and dexterously steps on the ground.

Then, it's fine. It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing. After all, she is the daughter of the richest merchant in all of Laxter, so she is very good at calculating profits and losses.
'Thank you, Aria.

　But that's why.

"Mischa. I forgive you. Now, can we leave it at that?

　I shook off my sleeve as Misha grabbed it to hang on, softly, but once and for all.
　She stared at her empty hand for a moment.

Yeah. Thanks. Magnus.

　I smiled a strong smile, as if I could bear the tremendous loss as best I could.

　An awkward silence lay between the three of us.
　It was broken by the sound of approaching footsteps.
　We looked back at them.

"Oh, there you are, Lord Hero. The great wizard.

　Whoever it was, it was His Majesty the King of Rakstad and a group of ministers.

"No place is complete without a guest of honor. Come, this way. "Lord Magnus.

　The king himself tried to lure me into the center of the garden with a smile, but the king and his ministers weren't the only ones to appear before us.
　But the king and his ministers weren't the only ones to appear before us.
　The rudest of them all came in with a sardonic clatter of feet.

''Wait, Your Majesty!　Please stay away from that one!

　It was a middle-aged man in armor with a fearless face who rushed over to say so stoutly.
　I remember him since I greeted him at the last court dinner.
　It's Tenzen, Captain of the Kingsguard.
　And, most surprisingly, on either side of Tenzen were faces I knew well.
　It was Eugene and Hilde.
　The heroic Sama and his faithful monk, who barged in to take down Delvembro, only to be beaten back mercilessly and run away in tears!
　These two men came out now and said this.
　They stuck their fingers at me here, smiled a lowly smile, and acted as if they had caught the head of a demon.

Be careful, Your Majesty!
That's Magnus, that's Delvembro!



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