As soon as I walked to the place where Bennar was sitting, there was a rich aroma of wine rushing into my nose, and I saw that Bennar was holding a glass of clear material in his hand, and in the glass was a solemn crimson liquor, crystal clear, as magnificent and charming as a ruby.

He motioned for me to sit down, smiled and said, "I really didn't expect that we would be partners in the same mercenary group in the future." ”

"Yes."

"I don't think you're old, and if you come to Tokyo University 6 alone, won't your parents worry?"

"My parents died very young."

……

After chatting with Bednar about a few non-nutritious topics, I started asking him a few things about the mercenary group: "Excuse me, are there any special rules for the Blade?" ”

"En......" he raised his hand and scratched his head: "It's considered to be there......"

"The Blade Mercenary Group is a mercenary group formed by the nobles of the East and West Big 6, so we will recruit some noble children and let them train in the mercenary group, and it is also because of this that there is an unwritten rule in the group - that is, to call each other only by their surnames, without mentioning their first names."

"You should know that commoners are not qualified to call nobles by their first names. But...... In a high-risk business like mercenaries, trust between partners is very important, and we don't want to limit everyone with secular hierarchies, so we thought of such a compromise. ”

I see.

This is a mercenary group with a noble nature, and even allows nobles to join and train.

"But...... I know you don't have a last name. Actually, between us, we can use the name ......"

"Mage, your wine."

The plump and beautiful tavern owner brought the glass with wine, and she seemed to have the aroma of wine on her body, and her every move was full of style. Before leaving, he blinked and smiled at me.

"Ahem......"

Somewhat uncomfortable with her obvious teasing, I coughed twice, took a sip from my glass, and said, "...... That, this morning's accident...... Did you find anything? ”

Not hearing Bennet's answer, I swallowed the liquor and looked up at his face.

He looked at me as if he was distracted. There was something in those amber eyes that seemed to be dazed, and it was like a nostalgic feeling.

"Bena?"

"Ah...... What did you just say? He seemed to come back to his senses, and his face was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry...... See you...... I remembered...... Something. ”

A bitter smile suddenly overflowed on his upright face: "My adopted brother...... Like you, when it comes to women or something...... will be shy. ”

"But...... He had died years earlier. With that, Bednar tilted his head and took a large sip of his wine.

Looking at his depressed face, I felt as if I understood something.

- I've always wondered why he was so kind to me, because I was a little like his dead brother. Is this presumably empathy?

I raised my hand and patted him comfortingly on the shoulder: "Don't be too upset...... Kindness...... I was just asking about the accident that happened this morning...... I wonder if you've found out what's the cause. ”

Bednar raised his hand and rudely wiped the liquor from his lips.

"Actually, it's nothing. The man who drove the traffic was called Eyler. ”

"Five years ago, he wandered to Dongda 6 with the homeless people from the West University 6."

"Because the nobles of the Eastern University 6 were unwilling to take them in, the displaced people built temporary villages and towns in the gray area between the Eastern and Western Great 6."

"Eyler is a very famous man in their village, because ......" Bednar paused, "he has a strange sexual fetish. ”

"Well...... I mean, he's transvestite. ”

I'm stunned, transvestite? Eller's feminine face flashed through my mind.

――If he were the one who wore women's clothes, he wouldn't seem to be out of harmony.

"Because of this, he was subjected to a lot of ostracized and inhumane abuse in the homeless village - and this kind of thing, neither the picket guards of Dongda 6 nor West Da 6 will take care of it."

Was it abused...... No wonder there were so many disgusting patterns and hideous scars on his bare arms.

"It's unfair, but that's the fate of the homeless."

“…… In this way, it was because Eller was abused by the homeless people and held a grudge that he drove the traffic car to hit the tree? ”

Bena nodded: "That's basically the case, to be more precise, he ......" Bena pointed to his head: "He's not very easy to do here, and because he's cowardly, he doesn't dare to resist the bullying and abuse of others, and he's mentally stimulated, so he does such a thing." ”

“……”

It seems to make a lot of sense.

But...... I always felt that there was something wrong with it.

Such thoughts stuck in my heart and made me a little uncomfortable.

"By the way, if you care so much about this matter, why don't you go to the homeless village with me in a few days." Bednar smiled at me and bumped his glass against mine, "You saved a lot of people that day, and they all wanted to thank you in person." ”

“…… Good. I tugged at the corners of my mouth and drank the wine from my glass.

The wine fell down my throat and into my stomach, and it was so soft and mellow that I suddenly lost interest in tasting it.

☆★☆

For the next few days, I went to report on time to the training place of the Blade Mercenary Regiment. I exchanged healing magic tips with a few healing magicians, discussed and discussed the development methods of various potions, and the day went by.

Through the communication with them, I slowly learned that the Blade Mercenary Group is not just a mercenary group of Earl Chelsea. More precisely, this is a mercenary group jointly owned and managed by the Earls of Chelsea and the Earls of Bednar. It's just that Earl Chelsea is more in charge of the recruitment and finances of the mercenary group, while Count Bednar is responsible for training mercenaries and handling tricky tasks.

Yes, Count Pena.

The Bernar, who looked like an ordinary mercenary captain, turned out to be the first heir to the Bena family, a veteran nobleman of the 6th Dongda University, and after his father was a hundred years old, everyone would have to call him Duke Bena.

☆★☆

The weather has been very sunny these days, and I often see the fighters of the mercenary group training their fighting spirit naked in a spacious open space.

I don't have the same amount of sun exposure as they do, and most of the time, I spend my time in the healing mage's room. Naturally, I can't observe the whole process of their training, but sometimes I take the time to look at them twice.

-- I was so envious of their toned bodies and muscles full of sweat and strength that I even felt like they were shining in the sun.

Bena's body was not as strong as that of the young men, but his muscles were smoother and more graceful than any of them, and he was like a sculptor's most perfect work of art, with a wild charm.

……

Occasionally, the Earl of Chelsea would come here to pick up some potions.

I saw many cuts or falls on his body, some new, but more old. These wounds are not large, so they are relatively easy to treat.

I think he probably doesn't have a good sense of balance.

"Your healing magic is magical."

That's what he says every time he heals him. I'll take that as an appreciation.

- Although, when he said this, he was basically reserved and indifferent.

Looking at his ice-sculpted face so much that I even thought it was just my hallucination that it was coming at me that day, furious enough to fix my Chelsea.

(l~1`x*>+``+