Hey, you're Paloma?
"!　...... who are you?

　Appearing soundlessly in the director's office of the Royal Grand Library was Winfild, a tall, beautiful spirit with silver hair in a two-blocks.

　Why did she visit Paloma at this time of year? It was the result of searching for someone who could move the king's information network now that Bawel was gone.

'At least an ally of the kingdom?'
Yeah? So what in the world does this ally of yours want with a lowly library director like me?
I need you to take advantage of the king's resources and do something for me.
You!　Where did you get that?
Mr. Second, first.
............ I see.

　Upon hearing Second's name, Paloma often stiffened and then nodded in agreement. Paloma herself, who was gathering information, knew very well that the king was interested in Second. And that Second was not the kind of man who would kill the king.

'Tell me,'

　Winfild was proud that Paloma had listened in the name of his own adored lord, and smiled thinly before opening his mouth with a serious face.

There is a cigarette smuggled in from the Kamel Godland. This is actually a very dangerous drug. I want to stop the spread of this drug as soon as possible.
...... If it's true, it's a close call.
Yeah. We don't have a moment to lose. And if you restrict it, it will just bite you in the ass.
'I understand. My job is to spread the right information about the drug and try to prevent it?
No, that's what I've asked Vines newspaper to do. I'd like to ask Mr. Paloma to do something more direct than that.
"Directly?

　He nodded his head and stepped forward with a divine look on his face.

'I want you to scour the place of the traffickers and, if possible, exterminate them.
Hahaha!

　Then Paloma laughed out loud.

　Why did she laugh? It was only because Winfiled's prediction had been spot on.

'I don't know where he looked it up, but it's brilliant.
I didn't check. I'm just guessing.
All the more impressive. Very well, sir. You may leave it to me. "My skills have not diminished in the long time since I have been away from the business."
Good.

　Paloma used to be the Dark Division with the King. A mere library director could not possibly manage the information network that stretches across the kingdom.

So, try not to screw it up this time.

　Winfiled gave one last word and left the curator's office.

'............'

　Paloma, having been hit where it hurts, salutes the portrait of King Bawel that hangs in the room strongly and goes to work with a devilish expression on her face.

'The feckless one,'

　Is this to the Prime Minister, the First Order, or the current king's dark side? Or is it to himself?

　What he had been deceived and lost was too much for him. But there was no one to punish him, no one to take advantage of him.

　Then a request for salvation was given to him. As if to atone for his sins against the deceased king, as if to avenge the deceased king's death, Paloma stooped down and tried to hunt down the traffickers of Caramelia.

　If Winfiled had grasped this much and approached Paloma to talk to him. It's not a simple "reading" that can be summarized in one word "serious".
　The greatest warlord in the spirit world was about to show his true colors.






''Your Highness. Your Highness, the Second Order is about to be split in two.
How much is likely to turn?
About 30 percent. 40% if things go south. Those bastards will try to ride a winning horse.
'I see. ......'

　The Second Knight Commander Memphis reported to Mine. Minister Hai Lai was also there.

　Currently, the kingdom was split in half between the first prince faction and the second prince faction, and the skirmishes continued. The first prince faction had the upper hand in the situation. That's no wonder, about thirty percent of the Second Knights in addition to the First and Third Knights have turned to the other side, while the Second Prince faction has only the remaining seventy percent of the Second Knights and the court magicians.

''There is only a little time left. I think we should leave the capital for once.

　Mein bit his lip at Minister Hai Lai's advances.

　Once you have vacated the capital, it is extremely difficult to get it back. It's a good thing that you're not the only one.

"We don't have time for this!

　Minister Hai Lai brings life to the wincing and troubled Mein. He was also quite impatient. Even though it was too forceful a move, it was all turned upside down just before victory. There is no reason not to be in a hurry.


...... Yes, I understand. We're leaving the royal capital--?


　Mine broke the silence, immediately afterwards.

　A ground-shaking roar rang out.

''What's going on!''

　Memphis ran to the window and looked in the direction of the sound. Then he exclaimed. The wall near the training camp of the court magic division was blown away without a trace.

''What the hell?!''

　Memphis and Hylai are confused. Perhaps elsewhere, the vizier, Jarm and Klaus would have been terribly confused as well.


　But only ...... Mine knew what the sound was, even without looking out the window.


　It's a lightning strike. In this imminent situation, with this cloudless, clear sky, ...... Mine can only think of one person who could strike lightning with ridiculous power.


''-- Let's go. Mr. Second is calling for you.






　A few minutes before Mein stood up. The court sorcerers had gathered in the training grounds of the court sorcerer's division.

　The head of the entire court magicians in the king's absence, Zephyr the First Court Magician, would be in command of not only the First Court Magician, but all the court magicians as well. However, there was no guarantee that the court wizards would obey him.

We, the Court Wizard Corps, are committed to His Highness, and this is the king's order. This is the king's mandate.

　The court sorcerers suddenly became abuzz at Commander Zephyr's declaration.

　Currently, the first prince faction has the upper hand. If they were to join the second prince's faction, many of them would consider that an act of suicide.

　If King Dowell had lived, no one would have dared to oppose him. But the situation being what it is, this reaction was inevitable. At the earliest, they didn't realize that they were soldiers of the kingdom; they were a bunch of cowards, all of whom hadn't experienced the wars of more than twenty years ago.


''We can't keep doing it!''

　One person spoke up. Then there were two, three, ten, twenty and the ...... number increased rapidly.

''You people are defying the king's order!

　Someone counters Commander Zephyr's angry voice.

''You're no longer with us, your own life now rather than the orders of His Majesty!
You!

　The enraged Commander and the court sorcerers who rebelled that it was so. Even here, the faction of the first prince and the second prince are split in half.

　If even the strength of the court wizards moved to the first prince faction, then the second prince faction would finally have no chance. Knowing this, Commander Zephyr couldn't come up with a good plan to keep them back.


''--Gentlemen, please think this through!


　Then, there was one woman who raised her voice. It was Cheri, the ace of the First Court Magic Division.

''He couldn't possibly kill His Majesty!　Isn't it already obvious!　This is a conspiracy on the other side!　You know who you're dealing with, the men who murdered you!　Do you mean to descend to that army without a fight!　Shame on you!

　The buzzing court wizards flinched at the intimidation of the small-backed girl.

''As long as he's here, we will surely win!　Don't let your fears get the better of you and bend your beliefs!　We must never forgive them!　You know that as well as I do, don't you?

　Cheri was right. The court magicians who were about to leave this place were not agents of the Empire or anything else. They were simply afraid to die. Of course, they knew that the Second hadn't killed Bawel. He also knows that it was orchestrated by the First Prince Faction. But still, they were afraid to die. Hence, they were trying to stick with the first prince faction.

"Cheri, you can go to ......

　The companions of the First Court Magic Division were even moved by Cheri's cry. They believed so much in the man they hated so much, and they were ready to put their lives in his hands.

　What's a companion without power here - they, they leapt forward, lined up next to Cheri and Commander Zephyr, and then bowed their heads in unison.

'Please believe me!'
Please fight with me!
Please!

　The court wizards stopped in their tracks. They had heard the rumors too. That the First Court Magician Division had grown by leaps and bounds since the arrival of the instructor named Second.

　They could really win. Many of them thought so.

　But even so, he still wasn't prepared to bet his own life on it.

　He wasn't decisive enough.


'Then where is that instructor now!
You're still on the run!
I don't believe it!

　They were desperate, too. Their lives were on the line, and rightly so.

It's .......

　Cheri was at a loss for words. Cheri herself didn't know where the Second was at the moment and what he was doing.

'Look!　You can't answer me!
'I still don't believe it!　You've all been duped by a crook instructor!

　The silence is a good thing, and the court magicians come to life.

　The words didn't get through - Cheri exclaimed, tears of frustration pooling at the corners of her eyes.


''They're coming!　I'll be here!　He didn't run away!　I'm not a crook!　I promise, I promise, I'm coming back!


...... Cheri ......

　The hearts of the First Court Witchcraft Division were united by her impersonality.

　...... But they knew. If the Second did not show up, here and now, her speech would be in vain. It was a hope that was as close to despair as one could get. There was no way he could come to this place, accused of murdering the king and full of enemies.

　There was nothing left to do but to give up. Knowing this, Cheri nevertheless continued to cry out, as if asking God for help.

　He will definitely come. He will definitely come. He will come. And.



''--?

　The wall behind the training camp is destroyed without a trace with a roar.

　Amidst the dust and smoke, a visibly large residue of electric shock rages with nowhere to go. The mere touch of it, the aftermath, is enough to predict that a mere mortal would be scorched black in an instant, its ridiculous power.

　The lightning attribute magic - that phantom [magic] that they had only heard about in rumors, was exercised right in front of their eyes. With that alone, the actions of the court magicians completely stopped.

　Not a single person was able to understand what had happened. However, they could guess. Yes, it was probably the "largest class" of [magic] called the [thunderbolt attribute, corporal type] -

　And soon after.
　A great big, big wind caressed a single stroke, and all the dirt and smoke was blown away.
　A man appeared from the middle of it.


"We're going to take back our kingdom. Follow me.