A place in the city.

The "King's Third Knight's Cavalry" - they are entrusted with the security of the King's Capital, Vinston, and they continue to patrol the city as usual today.

　Here is a pair of highly skilled knights.

　Alex Virginia, 22 years old, and Clarice Virginia, 20 years old.

　What a surprise, they are brother and sister. The father is a knight and the younger sister is a challenger to the 466th Kisenshou, an amazing family. They have arrested more villains than any other two in their class. They are the professionals of the police.


It's so peaceful.
Hmph. Good for you.

　The two of them look around the less popular royal capital in the morning.

　Muttering with a yawn. At first glance, they seem to be distracted, but their eyes never miss the criminals.

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

Mmm.
"Oh?

　A young man comes out of an alleyway.
　He looks like an ordinary young man ......, but in their eyes, he is extraordinary.

It's a sign of someone who has been drowned in darkness.

　Alex, known as the "nobleman" in his jurisdiction, has a way of speaking that gives a glimpse of him. Something about him has a unique sense of humor.
　Clarice took one look at her brother and snickered.

'It's like he saw us and ran off with a yuck face?
Mm. Let's chase him down.
Okay, let's go talk to him.

　He discovers with his brother's eyes and analyzes with his sister's eyes. This is why the two are touted as a great duo.


'Good morning. Brother, do you have a minute?
Yes?
What are you doing here?　This early in the morning.
No, no.
Hello?　Hey, what have you been up to?
'Oh?　Uh, I think it's .......

　A man who is restless and uncomfortable.
　He's behaving strangely: ...... Hi, something's wrong.


I wonder if that's it.
That's it, obviously.

　They whispered to each other in a whisper. They have already noticed the reason for the man's strangeness.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a unique "nihilistic" ...... that radiates from the man.


You know, when I say it, it's obvious. I'll understand.
Yeah. You can't keep making excuses. Come on, tell me what you're talking about. There's no point in hiding it.
Yeah, yeah. It'd be easier if I just told you.
Yeah, ...... no.
Let me out. Let me out. Have you got it?
Come on, let's go. Come on, show me your stuff. We need to be honest.
What?　I don't have one!　I don't have anything!


　The man was hiding something - they had seen that much in that momentary look on the man's face as he came out of the alleyway.


'Clarice, call for backup,'
Okay.

　Clarice shoots a signal arrow into the sky at Alex's direction. It is a sign to inform the third knight group of their location.


　Soon, six knights rushed to the scene to support them.
　The man is surrounded by the knights and has nowhere to run.

　However, he didn't want to respond to the inspection of his belongings at all.

　Why in the world.

　That's right, there's something that can't be seen.


"I don't have anything on me!　Aah!　You're so persistent, you guys!
Don't hide it. I'm aware of that.
'Oh my God, get out of my way!　Get out of my way!　Get out of the way, Ora!　I want a lawyer!　Lawyer!
I want to see your stuff first.
You can't see it!　What right have you got?　Bring me a warrant!　Hey!　Warrant, Ora!

　The man is screaming and orating at the top of his voice.
　Is he being vain with wild words?

'Why don't you show me?　Is there anything you don't want me to see?
Hey, baby!
So you can show me. Show me your stuff.
I refuse!
Why do you refuse?
I don't give a shit about you guys!
No, I have something to do with it. Show me your belongings.
I don't know what's in it for you guys!


　...... An hour has passed.

　The man sits on the curb and still refuses to submit to a search of his belongings.

　The man smoked discreetly. His hands were buzzing and shaking. Fear, nervousness, or maybe it's .......

I'm giving up now. I know what I'm doing. I know you're doing it.　Right?
What?　I didn't do it!　Let me go home or I'll go home!
You didn't do it, did you?　Then you can show them, right?
I can't show you!
Why don't you show me?
Because I don't want you to see it!
That makes me wonder if you've got something else on you.
I didn't do it!
Then show me.
Look at me!

　This is not a rattling ...... knights sigh.

　Then another knight came running in.

''The inquiry is over. Two previous offenses, both of which are *caramels* (*means possession of caramelia).
Oh, yeah.
Of course.

　Clarice and Alex gave each other a small nod at the expected report.

　Probably ...... bingo.
　It was still that kind of thing to be stubbornly refusing to go this far.

''Well, let's just go to the choke point for now.
Get up. Come with me.
I said no!
Come on. Stand up.
Stand up.
Shut up!
You're disturbing people. Stand down.
If you sit in front of a store, you're obstructing business.
Because you're all over the place, and you're all over the place!　Yuck!
"Yikes!

　The man swept Clarice away with the hand that held the cigarette.

　Then, as Clarice was hit by the cigarette's fire, she held her arm and screamed and fell on her buttocks loudly.

'*Public disturbance!　Public disturbance! Obstruction of justice.
Gentai, Gentai!　Take 'em all! We've been caught red-handed.

　In the next moment, the Third Order was unrelenting and came upon the man.

　They held him down with a few men, handcuffed and restrained him, and took him to the tsukemen's office.

　This is the moment of the actual arrest.

　It was about an hour and a half after Alex and Clarice had approached the man.


　During the subsequent interrogation, the man confessed to using the illegal drug Calameria. Three grams of Calameria were found in the man's inventory and he was cited for a violation of the Calameria Control Act.



'It's like this every day,'
After all, being a knight, one must have discipline.
But a crime is a crime.
"You mustn't let the bad guys spread their wings.
We'll just have to stick with it, even if it takes a long time, right?
Hmm. Well, that's the best we can do.

　They said they would do the best they could and do it steadily.

　To protect the security of the city, the brothers and sister knights are patrolling the capital today.





　On the outskirts of King's Landing.
　The sun has gone down and the lights from the streetlights illuminate the dimly lit night streets.

　A passerby called out to the knight guard and his team.

''Fight, fight!''
Which one is it?
Go!　The slammer!

　According to a passerby, there had been a shouting match between several men just a few minutes ago.
　The knights immediately rushed to the scene.

　Next, several figures that seemed to be spectators could be seen.
　However, there was a strange (...) atmosphere at the scene.


''Um, that one?''
Geisha is, er, four.
Are you okay?　Are you conscious?
...... No, this one's fainting (stunned).

　Four men lying on the ground.

　It was a horrific scene ......, or so I thought.

　Strangely enough, they were all "unconscious".


Hmm ......

　The knights had one more thing to worry about.

　Their appearance was far from flattering and could not be called "good".

　Was there some kind of conflict?

　Despite their thoughts, the knights move to protect the four men.


'That ...... might look familiar to me.

　One of the knights suddenly muttered to himself. It's Clarice Virginia, who has come to support her.

　She looks at the four men's faces, thinks for a moment, and then huffs and puffs.

'Caramel smuggling *march foursome ......? (*suspect)
What?

　A big one by no means.

　It was also found with all of them unconscious, etc. ...... A scene that seems like it was orchestrated by someone else.

　The knights changed direction from protection to securing.


　Then ...... sure enough, a large amount of calamellia was found in their inventory of four of them.

　These days, there is no shortage of such mysterious incidents.


　And without fail, at the scene of such incidents--

Oh, there it is. A lotus flower.

　A card with a lotus flower motif has been left behind.

　Rumor has it that the famous righteous bandit "R6 (Reamsma Six)" has been resurrected.
　A certain ambassador may or may not be involved behind it.



''I really wish you wouldn't do that, though, because it's dangerous. There are many opponents within the Order. But as a knight, I think the feeling of being saved is stronger than that, at present.

　Clarice tells us.

　The security of the royal capital may be in the midst of transitioning into a new era right now.





''Maybe. ''So it's complete now, huh?''

　The Vins newspaper has a large headquarters in the heart of the royal capital. A young man who had finished writing an article in one of the rooms leaned back in his chair and stretched out with a goofy smile.


'You're done. Good job.
Oh, hey, editor. Hi. Have a quick look through.

　A man about the age of the first generation calls out from behind the man. It's the editor-in-chief of the Vins newspaper.

　He has a habit of checking articles written by reporters immediately after they are completed, and again, he replied with a short, single word, "Hmm," and began to look over the freshly written article in silence.


　A few minutes later, the editor-in-chief breaks the silence. Then, a few minutes later, the editor-in-chief breaks the silence: "Second half rejected.

"The second half has been rejected. Go with just the first half.
What?　Why?

　Crispy, I tell him.

　Naturally, the reporter man is not happy.

　Then the chief editor scratches his head and continues.


He scratched his head and continued, "Do you know this?　Talk about a sigh of God.
No, I've never heard of it.
Some god, I'm feeling a little down, so I sighed. Huh.
Huh.
And you know what happened?
No, thank you very much: ......
There was a big tornado. It killed a lot of people.
...... What a sad story. Can't God bypass the sighs?
Yes. After all, with great power comes great responsibility and duty.
I'm sorry, I'm not sure what you're trying to say: ......

Hmmm. Do you want me to teach you a lesson?


　The one who appeared without a sound was the spirit warrior Winfiled.
　She had been associated with the Vins newspaper ever since she dropped a special tip during the political conflict.

''Geez.''
'What?　That's terrible. I guess they don't like me...

　As soon as he saw Winfiled's face, the editor-in-chief turned blue.

　The editor-in-chief was not good at her. He felt deeply horrible about her unusual cleverness.


'Well, never mind. On with the story. Sigh of God, you know.

　With a drawn-out expression on his face and a stiffening editor-in-chief, Winfiled faces the reporter's man.

　The story of God's sigh. Needless to say, this is the story Winfiled taught the editor-in-chief.


'The point is, you have to be careful what you let happen on a whim, I guess.
Is it a whim?
'Yes. For example, a person with great power can help others on a whim. It may not seem like a big deal to you, but to the person you're helping, it's a really, really big deal.

　Winfild adds in a whisper so he can't hear her, "Like Mr. Second," she adds in a whisper, and smiles with a huff.

　Seeing her smile for the first time, the Editor-in-Chief rolled his eyes and was quietly surprised.

'It's the other way around with ......?
'Yeah. It's not a big deal, you think it's a big deal, but it means that some people might make a real, really big deal out of it, right?
'Nah, I see. So this article is what it is: ......

　The man took Winfiled's words and looked over his own article again.

　But he didn't seem to understand what the problem was so much.


'I can't tell you the solution. I can't tell you the answers. What kind of influence does each article have on the reader, and what are the results of that influence? You have to think about it before you write it.

　Winfiled says admonishingly as he spins his fingers around.

　Then he opens his mouth to say one last thing as he heads for the exit of the room.


'You know, I think you know. You shouldn't write about Mr. Second's article, you know. Good or bad, you know. If you find out, I don't know what I ...... will do.


　Buh-bye, Having only threatened them, Winfiled coldly turned his back on them and left without a second glance.

　As I thought, the moment he was out of their gaze, he skipped back with a humming "Hmph, hmph" and left.


　For a moment, there is silence.


''...... Something about that guy is terrifying, isn't it?''
No, a perfectly good one. I was in a very good mood today. Something to celebrate (・・・・・・), I guess.
Oh, you mean by that ......?
Well, ...... you'll find out eventually.