The Third Knights of the Kuzela Kingdom finally returned after finishing their mission.
　In the tent where me, Kåñëa, Soria and the other knights of the Holy Republic side who have finished healing are present, Baran Zoudy, who has the two names of 【Red Lotus】, the leader of the Third Knights, enters the tent.
　There's not a single scratch or dirt on the luxurious armor. He has a sarcastic-looking face with a beard and oily skin.
　Baran was the first to notice me.


''Huh?　Ooooooooh, well, well, well. You're a miserable money-grabber who betrayed his country for money. Jeed kun?


　Baran approaches me with an indescribably stupid look on his face.
　Is he trying to annoy me in his own way? To be honest, it doesn't twitch at all.
　I just said "stammer" in a light bail.


'Yeah, I can see that. It's awkward, isn't it?　Haha, well, yeah. It must be hard to meet your former boss. And that's after you betrayed us: ...... too much, right?


　I've never felt sorry for these guys. It's a selfish misunderstanding. In the first place, it wasn't a betrayal, but rather, you should have gotten their permission to leave.
　Well, if I'm bad at talking back, I'm getting off topic. More importantly.


The best thing to do is to leave me alone, and right now there are more things to talk about than that.
"Leave me alone?　Hahaha, you're so desperate to get away, traitor!　That's why you're so helpless, isn't it, because you're such a helpless character that you get caught up in all this money?


　Hmmm.
　I don't mean to get away with it, but I guess I'm getting pretty hate-filled. They're going to say and do things that are distorted.
　As I was thinking about what to do, Kåñëa, who was standing next to me, let out a sigh.


'Hey, you know what?　It's like saying that the country and the Knights are a group of incompetents who couldn't afford to pay for the talent that could be welcomed as an S-rank in the guild and were pulled out of the guild, that's it.
'Nah, nah. ......!　You are making a mockery of the Kingdom of Kuzeera and its proud knights.　And I'm the Commander of the Third Order!　It's Balan Zoody of [Red Lotus]!
I know your name, only your name.
What!　You've heard the anecdote about how I single-handedly held back an entire army of Imperial troops!　Don't get carried away!


　Baran drew his white and silver sword, probably full of emotion.
　Kåñëa was completely uninterested and wouldn't even look at him.
　It was a strange stalemate.


''Kohon, Baran-san, may I?''


　Soria says between one cough and another.
　Baran also flinches when he sees Soria. It seems that Soria's influence is that great.
　Well, it's finally not a weird atmosphere now.
　However, the continuation of the story will be something that will prompt more chaos.
　The young commander looked into Baran's eyes.


''Actually, a member of the Third Order was using a banned magic item, may I ask you a question?
What?


　Baran looked clearly upset.


''Actually, this magic item seems to have something to do with this disturbance. Something to guide a demon or something.''
Oh, I see. So something happened to a confused member of the group. Then you can dispose of him as you please.


　Without listening to the young commander's words in loco, Baran easily cut him off and discarded him. I could see that Soria was more than a little surprised at that, which made her angry.


''Oh, it's your subordinate!　You're going to end it with one word: deranged!
What else do you want me to do?　You can't blame me for doing it.
It should be ...... the responsibility of the Royal Knights of the Kingdom too!
You can't control each and every one of them.


　Baran scratches his ear with a small smile. He just didn't want to hear what he was saying.
　It seems that he doesn't have an eye for the knight who abandoned him.
　The young commander continued, showing his disgust.


''According to him, he was ordered by you to set up the magic item.
What is ......?


　Guillory Baran glares at the young commander.
　It seems that he has been antagonized in some way.


''This me!　You're saying that you want to be forgiven yourself, so you're imputing guilt to yourself!　It's a helpless piece of garbage: ......!


　Baran reveals his anger as he spits and spits.
　Hey, hey, hey.
　From the point of view of the captured member of the group, it's a boomerang to the hilt.


"What kind of person is this?


　Kåñëa, who was next to me, asked, giving me an earful.
　I nodded lightly.


''It's quite noticeable how self-centered you are. Well, it's a common trait of all the higher ups in the Order.''
Well, I knew it by the looks of it. I can't help it, I can't believe this is the leader of a group.


　Kåñëa shrugged her shoulders, unable to help herself.
　As they were having this conversation, Baran continued.


'Then bring him to me.


　It was - it was the word I had expected to hear.
　He was a captive member of the group.


...... Why?


　The young commander asked Baran.
　Baran sniffed and said.


''I have to ask you if this member of the group was really ordered by me. There is a possibility that you are trying to pin the blame on us, the Third Order, without question.


　Baran said in a sarcastic tone.
　It seems that he is unable to care for people in any way. He doesn't even seem to be choosing his words.
　He seems to be getting much more uncomfortable, but he managed to endure it, and the young commander shook his head.


...... Okay, I see.


　The young commander ordered one of the knights to bring him in.
　And then - the prisoner came into the tent.