After successfully solving the Warcraft matter, Clyde thought that Rozval should be about to sit still~

However, everything is under his control, and Rozval will have to wait until after the Chosen Ones, by which time Clyde has long since left, and the world line has been cleansed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Everything was expected!" Clyde felt that he could really go to cos Zhuge Kongming now.

"What are you talking about?Clyde, I haven't asked you about the destruction of the barrier yet! What the hell is going on! Hide it from me・・・・・・・・" Emilia said as Clyde's figure appeared behind him, looking a little lost.

"Emilia, do you remember the Gut Hunter?" Clyde turned to lean against the table, then picked up the cup of black tea she had brewed earlier.

"Gut hunter, you mean the ・・・・・・・・・," Emilia suddenly remembered the tall woman with two strange daggers.

"That's right. Clyde took a sip of black tea, and then said in a deep voice, "The other party has not given up, the barrier is destroyed, and the Warcraft will definitely attack the village, and when the time comes, you, Rem and Ram will definitely protect the village, or you will stay in the mansion and they will protect the village." ”

"That's ・・・・・・"

"Then they can kill you one by one without Rozval's protection, whether it is poisoning or assassination, you have no chance of resisting. Clyde's gaze turned slightly cold as he said this.

"How so?!" Emilia looked horrified as her fingers covered her lips.

"But don't worry about it now! I've helped you solve the problem of the enchantment, and although I let the assassin escape, they won't show up anytime soon. Clyde chuckled.

"Yes・・・・・・ so・・・・・・" Emilia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be like that next time・・・・・・・ don't treat me like a child! ”

"Yes yes~"

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There was a horse-drawn carriage-like vehicle parked in front of the mansion - the dragon carriage!

According to the direction of the original plot, today is the retainer of the Earl's Chosen One to inform Emilia that in these days, the court will hold a real meeting of the Chosen One.

Previously, because there was one candidate missing, it was because the king candidacy agenda did not start. Now because Rheinharut has found the descendant of the first king and the younger brother, and this descendant is none other than the fifth candidate for king, Firut!

Walking to the dragon cart, Clyde saw a man in the driver's seat wearing a butler's uniform, who looked old but gave a very spirited look.

He is the grandfather of the current sword saint Rheinharut, Wilhelm Van Asterea!

"Wouldn't it be boring to wait here all the time, would you like to have a drink?"

The old man sitting in the driver's seat glanced at Clyde, who was holding two cups of black tea in his hand, and his eyes widened slightly, as if taken aback.

'I can't see through this person・・・・・・・ ・・・・・・・'

"What a faux pas. Because of a little accident, I made another faux pas to look at people from above. ”

The old gentleman leapt from the bridge and landed slowly in front of Clyde, barely making a sound when he landed.

"You're welcome, I'm a little thirsty in the bottom. ”

You're welcome, please use tea. This is a unique black tea in my hometown, and you can't drink it here~"

"Well・・・・・ this black tea is indeed an excellent black tea that I have never tasted before, at least, I have never tasted a better tea than this black tea. The old gentleman's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Of course!" Clyde said with a confident expression, and then reacted, "Oh, by the way, I haven't asked your Excellency yet?"

"Your name is Wilhelm, and you are currently serving the Karsten family, but what about Your Excellency?"

"Clyde, Clyde Zekin, is the host's diner for the time being, well~ let's be a wandering swordsman. Clyde scratched his head.

"Zekin?・・・・・・・・・ this surname?"

"I'm not from this country, and it's normal that Your Excellency hasn't heard of it. Clyde waved his hand, dispelling Wilhelm's doubts.

"That's ・・・・・・・ so"

"Lord Wilhelm is here for the king's election?"

"Your Excellency ・・・・・・・・"

"I've been following the affairs of this country for a long time, but can the country really last long with the power of dragons?" Clyde smiled, his words echoing the thoughts of the master of the Duke of Karsten's house served by Wilhelm, one of the king's chosen ones.

"Indeed, my master also thinks so, hoping to break the contract between the kingdom and the dragon, abandon the dependence on the dragon, and build a self-reliant and self-reliant power. Wilhelm also seemed surprised that Clyde had this idea.

"Eagles will throw their young eagles from high altitudes so that they can learn to fly on their own, and now Lugnica is like a young eagle protected by [dragon's] wings, so fragile that if she is not strong, falling to death is the only end. ”

"Your Excellency's description is wonderful, in the next ・・・・・・・・"

"Deacon Wilhelm, it's time for us to leave, Master Kursius is still waiting for us to reply. ”

Just as Wilhelm was about to continue, he was interrupted by a girl with medium-long flaxen, straight-trimmed hair and a pretty and cute face.

She is tall for women, but a little shorter than Clyde, but her stature is incomparably slender, and her gestures are full of femininity - perhaps I should say that she exudes a woman's cunning intelligence.

Her flaxen-colored hair was adorned with a white bow, and her big pupils sparkled with curiosity, and she looked as likable as a cat, no!

"I'm back, Lord Will. I'm sorry to have you waiting outside, it's boring, isn't it?"

"No, no, no! Lord Clyde was my old bone chat partner, so it was an unexpectedly happy time. ”

Wilhelm was unexpectedly happy, after all, it was a pleasure to have someone who was in the same philosophy as his master.

"Humi?" Hearing the old man's answer, the girl pointed her finger to her cheek and tilted her head slightly. The cat's eyes narrowed, staring straight at Clyde.

"It looks horrible!"

"That's what you say, that's rude!" Clyde said a little speechlessly, still maintaining the image of a wandering swordsman.

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The first update of two shifts every day!

I'm going to work the morning shift tomorrow!!!!! )