From then on, word of the duel spread quickly... or rather, the duke spread it. Whatever.

You won't be able to get away with it if you let a lot of people know and then beat them up.

　It was a matter of fact. It seems that when it comes to a duke, even if he looks natural, he has a black stomach.

　Thanks to that, the town was in a kind of festival. At any rate, it was like a rookie adventurer picking a fight with a nobleman. Moreover, a duel would be held with the approval of the guild and the duke. To the townspeople, it's a spontaneous and enjoyable pastime. All over the city, there are bets being placed among the townspeople.
　Guilds also seem to be a part of the betting process.

　By the way, the guild's multiplier is currently 3.5 times that of me and 1.2 times that of the associate baron. The reason for this is because most ordinary citizens bet on the quasi-baronet that there is no way a nobleman can lose to a newcomer, although those who know me and others have bet on me. Lilly and her friends and old man even thanked me for the easy money.
　Incidentally, Flute was frustrated that he couldn't bet because he was a baron.
　I decided to bet on myself.

Hello, Mr. Flute," he said, "may I bet too? "Hello, Mr. Flute, would you mind if I bet too?

Oh, Temma. As long as you don't bet against them, you'll be fine.

　Then I heard the citizens around me say that there are some idiots out there, and that my lucky multiplier would increase.
　The adventurers who knew me and were betting on me were struggling to stifle their laughter.

"How much would you like to make?

　And Mr. Flute, who takes out his betting cards and asks

A million g's, please.

　And when he produced a single white gold coin, there was a rustle around, followed by two kinds of summonses. One was the jubilation of those who had bet on the quasi-baronet. The other was the curses of the adventurers who bet on me.
　Those who bet on the quasi-baronet echoed with laughter, saying he was a real idiot and that he was a good guy for going out of his way to make more money for us.
　The adventurers who bet on me say, "Read the air, you idiot," or "Don't lower the multiplier, you idiot," and other foul-mouthed words are hurled at me.

Yes, accepted. Please be careful not to lose this one.

　And Mr. Flute was the only one who was driving normally. The cursing continued until I received my wager and left the guild.

　After that, I heard that some of the citizens who had heard the rumors about me switched sides with me, but more than that, some of them started betting extra large sums of money on the quasi-baron, so in the end, I got 3.6 times as much and the quasi-baron 1.1 times as much.

　The duel is said to be tomorrow at noon, with the quasi-barons arriving this evening. I decided to return to the inn to take care of my weapons. However, on the way there, I felt eyes on me. It wasn't just one or two people either.
　At first I wondered if they were watching me for the duel. In no way, it wasn't that kind of look. I changed my destination and visited the Order's Primera.

''What's the matter? ''Temma-san,''

　As soon as I went through reception, Primera arrived. When I told her what had happened, Primera immediately sent her men out the back door to search the area. A subordinate returned shortly afterwards in civilian clothes and reported that he had seen four unfamiliar adventurer-like men in an alleyway.

''We don't know if these are spying on Mr. Temma or trying to harm him, but nine times out of ten, they must be from the hand of the quasi-baronet.

　I've decided that. I agree with you. Or rather, that's all I could think of.
　I thought about it for a minute.

'Primera-san. Can you let me stay at the Order's headquarters today? Of course I'll pay the price.

　I suggested. Hearing this, Primera, unable to make a decision on her own, said, "I'll ask the other captains," and excused herself for ten minutes.

　When he returned, Primera said.

The other captains have given their permission. In exchange for clearing out our armory, he said.

　I gave him an apologetic look. I didn't know what that face meant as he led me to the armory.

'How...amazing...'

　In front of me was a pile of old weapons and armor piled up in a messy pile.

''I'm sorry! When one of the captains heard that Mr. Temma could control a large number of golems, he suggested that that would keep him from being injured, and it was approved.

　Primera apologizes for that. But I agreed that it's not that big of a deal.

''Thank you. I had to leave some broken or old things in here, and before I knew it, it was like this, so it was hard to get to them.''

　He said.

Which squad was in charge of it?

　I asked, whispering as I looked away.

...the Fourth Squad.

　I said.

'It's your jurisdiction!'

　That's when I realized why this job had come to me.

'Excuse me! These things are not good for everyone in my unit...

　He was bowing his head incessantly.

''Huh... well, I'm the one who asked for it, so it's fine... but just in case, please put some people on me in the name of surveillance.

　I asked as a security measure.

'Leave it to me. I'll have someone on hand to help you.

　I was mistaken.
　And so the five of us who had gathered were

So, Mr. Temma, let's get started!

　For some reason, there was a primera who was supposed to be the captain.

'Is the captain's job good?

　I said, and Primera said, "You know what?

I'm done for the day!

　He replied cheerfully.
　I went outside and summoned fifty small golems to start working on them, thinking that I was not going to be able to do that.

　First, I had the golems carry the things inside outside. At that time, I made them place the weapons and armor, separating them by type.
　Weapons include about 300 swords, including broken and missing items, 150 spears, 100 bows, 400 arrows and 100 other weapons.
　As for armor, there were about 80 shields, 40 breastplates, 10 pairs of full body armor, and 30 pairs of other armor.
　In addition, I'll have them carry the shelves and other items outside as well.

　I finished taking them out in about an hour, so I decided to have the golem separate the ones that were just chipped or rusted and the ones that were completely broken. In the meantime, I started cleaning the inside of the warehouse.

　First, I created a thick fog inside the warehouse, wetting the entire area and washing it with water magic.
　The sewage water is scraped out with wind magic, then the broken and cracked areas inside the warehouse are filled in with earth magic.
　The only thing left to do is to dry the interior with wind magic.
　This one also took about an hour.

　Outside, the golem and the knight are working together on the sorting process.

''This one is finished cleaning.

'What! Already?!

　Primera is surprised. The walls of the warehouse are so messy that she can't even think about cleaning them up. Moreover, it has even been repaired.

"Temma-san. Would you like to join the Order?
I'm afraid not.

　Primera shrugs her shoulders at the reply I give her. With that figure by my side, I join in the sorting process.

''What do you do with the irreparable items?''

Oh, yeah, they're supposed to be picked up by a blacksmith or something.

　The Primera replied, but some of the items that the person who said it was being sorted out were even scheduled for disposal, even those that seemed repairable. I pointed that out to her.

'What! Can this be fixed?!

　and the tip of the spear was broken, but he let out a surprised cry as he held the spear that could be replaced.
　To try it out, I took the spear and replaced it, looking for one of the same kind with a safe ear tip. Primera and the other knights are surprised to see the fixed spear. When they saw it.

Hey, Primera.

Yes, what can I do for you, Mr. Temma?

　I pointed to the surprised knights with their spears as the Primera replied, "I'm not going to be able to do that.

Do those knights come from a good family?

　In his words.

Yes, sir. Many of my troops are from the nobility, for some reason.

　I said. I wondered if the fourth unit was actually a baggage unit, but Primera herself was naturally lacking in some areas, but she was not incompetent and seemed to have some ability there. Besides, there were some people I've seen so far who seemed to have some ability in their own right.

(Not a complete baggage squad, but a squad of its chaperones to a bunch of naive people, I guess.)

　He concluded.

'How about this sword?'

　One of the knights brings in a sword with a chipped and slightly bent end.

'You can ask the blacksmith to fix this one for you.

How about this one?　

This one has a non-replaceable ear tip, so you can just scrap it.

　And so I bring them to me. So I gave the knights a quick lesson on how to identify a spear and a bow, and I decided to sort the swords.

　It took about two hours to sort the swords, but the knights weren't done yet. As I stepped in to help the knights, Primera

Mr. Temma, let's take a short break.

　So we all decided to take a break.

　During the break, I felt multiple signs. I followed the source of the presence and saw four knights standing there. The knights who had their eyes on me looked surprised and then approached me. The primera noticed by the sound of their footsteps and hurriedly stood up to salute. The knights who were resting together also stood up as well.

''Ah, sorry for the break,''

　The oldest of the four men controls the salute with his hand and eases him into it. In the appraisal.

His name... is Alan Van Dortles.
Age...45.
Race... human race.
Title: Baron and Captain General of the Knights of the City of Gunjo.

　I answered. The knights in the back.

His name... is Santos Knight.
Age... 35.
Race... human race.
Title....Captain of the First Squadron of Knights of the City of Gunjo, Honorary Baron.

His name... is Simon Cairo.
Age... 28.
Race... human race.
Title: Captain of the Second Squadron of the Knights of the City of Gunjo, honorary associate baron.

Her name... is Aida Rice.
Age... 27.
Race... human race.
Title: Captain of the Third Squadron of the Knights of the City of Gunjo, Honorary Baron.

　And the heads of the Order were all present.

''You're all together, what's going on?''

　'What's the big deal?' asked Primera nervously.

'What, it's nothing. You seemed to be having a hard time, so I just wanted to see how you were doing. There's no need to be nervous.'
'Your husband says so, but really, he just couldn't sit still when he heard you were with a man.
You'll get hurt later if you talk like that. Don't say that!
'And we all heard he's been in town lately and came to see him.

　And Alan, Santos, Simon and Aida will answer in that order. In the meantime, they don't distract me.

'You're the Temma that's being bandied about now ... young.

　Alan was a stocky man with a stocky build and a skinhead head with a connected mustache and beard.

'It's true. Not very much, but he doesn't look like the guy who destroyed the Banza gang.

　Santos is a big man, and he looks to be over two meters tall.

'People are not always what they seem, I suppose. He easily recognized our presence.

　Simon is a man of medium build, with a kind face.

'I've asked people I know in the guild about his background, but then again, we might have to get a bunch together to be a match for him.

　Aida is a taller woman than Simon. She has short hair and a sallow skin color.

'It's true!'

　Those who heard this looked quite surprised, but Alan, among them, asked, unintentionally, like.

'Yes, it's true. You all know I don't tell these kinds of jokes.

I know, but...isn't that an exaggeration?

　Simon asks, but Aida shakes her head.

He took out two ogres early in his time in this city, when he was thirteen.

　But Santos said.

That's great, but we're still stronger than you.

''That's not all, after that, there were also witnesses that he defeated a bunch of B-ranked or higher demons by himself, and he actually sold the material to the guild. Besides....

　So he glanced at me.

I tried to kill him a long time ago.

　He said in shock. The people in the Order were extremely surprised.
　I was pretty surprised too, but I didn't know which one they were talking about, as such things happened so often when I came to this city.

''So, what happened?''

　Santos asked, and Aida laughed lightly.

'I thought I was going to be killed. The next thing I knew, I had fled to my room at the Order's headquarters. And on top of that, I even locked myself in the shadow of my desk.

　He said he was sorry about that time, but I didn't remember it myself, so I replied that I didn't care.



　Alan crosses his arms and snarls. And.

Temma, would you like to join the Order?
I'm sorry, but I'm afraid not.

　I refused without a pause. The primera.

'General, I recruited him earlier and he turned me down as fast as he could.

Well....

　Alan looks disappointed. Primera looks a little happy to have the same refused (...) companion.

'Captain General, it's time to get back, we'll be in the way any longer.

　Simon advised Alan. Alan nodded and tried to leave the place, but

'Mr. Allan. Could it be that you ordered the Fourth Squad to clear out the warehouse to teach them about weapons?

　I ran up to him and asked him in a whisper.

That's right. Many of the men of noble birth are talented, but they don't know anything about common sense. That's why I make them do as many menial tasks as possible to learn.

　'Keep it a secret,' said Alan, and this time he left.

'Let's resume for now,'

　At my command, the knights start moving. Earlier, about twenty unavailable knights came to support me, so the one who had selected them earlier proceeded to teach them.
　I had to teach them about new types of weapons and armor, though.

　Three hours passed, and all the sorting was done. It's probably already dinner time. So, Primera showed me to the room we would be staying in today. We also had dinner in the dining room, but to be honest, it was much inferior to the one at the Manpuku-ji.

　When we returned to our room, the first thing we did was to have dinner for Shiroumaru and his friends.
　I took out some dried meat and boiled rice from my bag and put them in my dimension bag. Shilomar is eating them as if he is waiting for them.
　He then took care of the weapons. When he was done, he crawled under the covers.
　Tonight I decided to get an early night's sleep in preparation for tomorrow.



---at a mansion ---.

　A man was kneeling in the dimly lit room, facing his employer. There were several figures around him.

'I'm sorry. I couldn't interfere.'

　It was a man dressed as an adventurer who reported to his employer. However, this man made as few footsteps as possible when he walked, so those around him also thought he looked more like a spy or an assassin than an adventurer.

''The kid has hidden in the Knights' headquarters.

　The words made everyone around him zap. And the employer at the front of the man - Regil - was

The Knights followed that kid!

　The man shouted out, "I'm sorry,

'That's unlikely. It's unlikely. Perhaps he got wind of it from someone else who was following him. As proof, as soon as the kid entered the headquarters, there was a knight in civilian clothes searching the area from the back.

　'Perhaps,' the man continued, 'they evacuated, just in case.

'Well, good, then. You'll be working again tomorrow. Thank you for your service.'

Ha!

　As the man walked out of the room, Regil had the others leave as well. Then he looked at the pledge.

That little b*tc* is going to show everyone who she's up against.

　Then he laughed ugly.