A wiser person would not have taken this method of salvation.
　A better person would have figured out a way to get everyone saved.
　A better story would not have created this Order in the first place.


　But I'm me.
　Five years after I was born, when I can remember, I was forced to watch my parents die, left in a forest that even the most skilled people rarely go near, and abused when I thought I could finally escape.
　Common sense and language could only be learned by talking to the group members. All swordsmanship and magic are self-taught. If you look at a textbook, you'll find some descriptions that are completely different.


　This is what happens when you're not proper.


　The guild master's office. --I'm here to discuss the completion of a request I've been working on privately.


It seems the kingdom has reached a turning point.


　Riff said as he picked at the pastry.
　The words were true.


　The Royal Knights had effectively collapsed. This was my 'salvation'.
　Those above the commander died in the civil war or received death penalty for the crime of attempting to cause a coup.
　Ninety percent of the members of the Order left and went back to their hometowns, became adventurers, mercenaries, or became jobbers, heading in directions that had nothing to do with the Order.
　The remaining 10% are still struggling to rebuild the Knights despite such a tragedy.


　But they've become so weak like this.
　Naturally - 30% of the kingdom's territory has been encroached upon. No, in fact, it's a level where I can say that it's a good thing it was only thirty percent.
　The king and civil servants who had been bashed for mismanagement that the Knights had been so rotten to this point had changed generations and thrown away most of their fortune to hire adventurers and mercenaries to prevent the invasion.


'This is also because someone somewhere went off the rails with the best of intentions, isn't it?
Well, I'm still the one who had it under control: ......


　I was even more depressed when Kåñëa told me.
　I wish it had been resolved peacefully, too: ...... I wish the commanders had been reminded of that: ......
　I wish I were more handy: ......


Jade.


　Sheila was also in this room.
　She, too - she was out of the Order.
　I know why. She has only bad memories of the Order. He thought that Sheila herself would be destroyed if she stayed.


　Irresponsible, an irresponsible person might slander her.
　But she tried to do her duty in her own way. As a result, I brought the Order down. I made the scene she was looking at more cruel.


　In other words, it's me who's to blame.
　If you're going to blame me, blame me. But I think I did the job.


"Sheila, you can blame me...
Don't be shy. You can have a little titty-f*cking fun.


　He grabbed my hand and squeezed it to his own plump chest...


-What the hell are you doing, Sheila!　My hand!　My hands are on your chest!
'Yes. Because I'm yours.
'No, no, no, no!　So, just don't talk about that stuff because it's not worth it: ......!


　After quitting the Royal Knights, Sheila had nothing left to pledge her allegiance to.
　It was at that time.
　I told her that Kåñëa had paid the guild a lot of money - all my money - to secure the collars of the adventurers and slaves I had arranged for.
　Then Sheila said, "I found ...... someone to whom I pledged my allegiance!　I pledged my allegiance once, and I couldn't keep it, but ...... it didn't work, but I'll make it this time. ...... Make me your knight! And then he said to me - this is still here.


"Jade doesn't ...... want me to be a knight ......?　I couldn't defend myself and I'm not a knight ...... or ......?


　Sheila looks at me with a loud, upward glance.
　...... Kook!　Duh, no. ......!
　My heart jumps when I'm staring at such a beautiful girl (with big tits). ......!


　Wait. I can feel my heart beating from the touch of my hand ...... and this one ...... from Sheila ............ and this one too. I'm so nervous!　Don't do it if you're not used to it!


　I mean!　I mean!
　Babba-babba, idiot, why am I concentrating so much on this hand?
　Yeah, well, we're gonna have to give it a rub and think--


--boo.


　A sword covered in flames of tremendous firepower around my neck .......


''Kuena, Kuena ......?''
'Get your hands off it. Dirty ......
Oh, no. I didn't know you were such a character!
No!　Zied is what I was dreading. I've made him pay for all of this too ....... I can't even give him the money he asked for, and ...... so I'm going to serve him for the rest of his life!
'Sheila!　Don't let this get too complicated!　The flames of Kåñëa's sword burn more and more with every word you say!　Ouch!
Oi. If you're going to make out, why don't you do it at home, you youngsters?


　Riff is looking at me with his elbows on the ground. But despite his words, he's just looking at me with a smirk on his face.


'You're having fun!　Stop it!




　Dad.

　Mother.

　As a result of you guys leaving me in the forest.

　I survived the forest with a dying heart, I survived the Order with a dying heart, and finally - I may die in the guild.


'I told you to get your hands off me!　Gee-doooo!


No!　Zid wants to rub my tits!


'Hahahahahahaha!　Hey, you wanna make out, you gotta do it at home!　Kupu-pupu. ......!