"Anything, Master."

Thaler opened his arms as if to show his determination to be all-inclusive.

"Even if you wet the bed when you were a child, what kind of woman's underwear you took and jerked out the first shot. Anything goes, as long as it's about you. ”

"The unknown is scary, and with the nature of your job and your work experience, you should understand that."

"I don't expect to get any crucial information from you, I just want to know more about you, and pass it on to the fools on my head, so that they will be less afraid and resistant. It's good for everyone. ”

"Sounds like you're still a patriot?"

Lan En, who was a little accustomed to the smell of this person's mouth, nodded noncommittally.

"Oh, I'm so fucking patriot. After all, in a kingdom, everyone can't be so nasty and shallow, right? ”

If someone else said that, then Lan En probably felt that the other party was making a big fuss.

But look at the current Thaler.

This is an intelligence leader who is used to hiding behind the curtain, but this intelligence leader, now he has never seen Lan En in person, and all the information is heard, and he has personally come to the dark waters.

And made the whole village look like it was seen through at a glance.

What if Lan's temper was a little more grumpy?

What if he happened to be in a bad mood when he came here?

This is a silver-haired demon who can rampage through the battlefields of large armies.

But Thaler sat still there, and opened up a conversation with Lann.

This gesture akin to putting the tip of a knife to his throat to show sincerity, it is difficult to say whether he has his life on his heart.

And for this kind of person who puts his life second, he has always been a rare person who can do great things.

So although the person in front of him had dirty words in every sentence, Lan En really felt that he seemed to be a patriot.

"You want to know about my life, it's nothing. I have nothing to hide, and I have nothing to hide. But."

Lan said as he propped his chin on the back of his hand and tilted his head.

"You still want to know my preference for the opposite sex, seriously, Margarita will burn you."

The early summer sun poured in through the tavern window, and the dust flew like elves under the beams, and Lan's silver hair and beautiful side face were illuminated by the sun.

Thaler performed much better than most people in this stunning view.

It's just that his eyes often drift uncontrollably to the side, and he speaks with a little stumbling.

"I—we'll pick out someone who Your Excellency the Dean won't be rude, Master."

"Trust me, you just have to let me loosen my mouth and let the wind down. The next day, my king will have a bunch of lessons for his daughter, a bunch of teachers, just to make her the person you describe. ”

"Naturally, there is no abruptness, no incongruity. As if she were born that way. ”

Lan looked at Thaler with interest.

"You just choreographed the king? I remember that Foltest cared a lot about Princess Yada, right? Available in your mouth. You're like a pimp now. ”

"I'm just a rough man, please forgive me. And my king." Thaler waved his hand.

"If he hadn't learned to forgive me, he wouldn't have used me now, would he?"

"There's nothing wrong with pimping. In my opinion, wasn't the marriage between the princess and the prince arranged by a pimp? ”

"I hadn't met or slept before we got married. It's just that after negotiating the conditions, you have to swear under the idol, and it's no different from a deal. And I can assure you that there are not a few princesses who want to talk to you about this kind of 'deal' right now. ”

With that, Thaler really sold like a pimp.

He leaned into Lan En and whispered, "If you want me to say, Princess Yada is really good." Although you have heard the story of her 'vampire demon bird' before, I won't say more. ”

"Her experience sounds intoxicating, but isn't she lifting the curse now? Another beautiful and sexy princess. And because of that experience, she's not a little wild now. If it's a good bite, it must be very exciting. ”

Lan En looked at him speechlessly the whole time until his voice faded down.

"Thaler, if you don't take care of this dung-spraying mouth, I'll whip it for you!"

And in the tavern, the idlers have been unknowingly invited out.

Then, following Lan's line of sight, a familiar voice came from the door of the tavern.

This was accompanied by the sound of armor colliding with each other while walking.

A man with a serious face and a cloth hat led the way through the door.

Vernon Roche, the King's Loyal Bodyguard.

And there is only one person who can let him stand in front and open the way.

The king, who had met with Rann in this tavern, reappeared here.

Foltest, King of Temeria.

This time he wore a lightweight, well-fitting outfit instead of a hunting suit with a mix of chain mail and leather armor.

It seems that Lanne's record and lore did not make the king change his attitude.

He patted Thaler on the shoulder lightly, and sat down on the stool on the other side of Lanne.

The three of them sat at a bar.

Naturally, Lotchi took over the position of the tavern owner as the bartender, pouring a glass of Caldwin for the newly seated Foltest.

"You still have the power of chaos on you, using teleportation?"

Lan En didn't even look at his necklace before he could feel it tremble slightly.

"I remember you didn't unplug the teleportation anchor in this place? Or did it by Margarita herself. ”

"To make sure of our agreement, that is, that I don't enter Virjma without permission."

"The agreement is null and void." Foltest took a sip of the steaming cold-cold Codwin stout and wiped the hops from his lips.

"Before, I was worried that people with ulterior motives would take advantage of your name and means. But now, you've proven that your level can't be measured in terms of 'individual'. ”

"Sir Lane of Sintra, we now see you as a foreign force capable of deciding the course of the war."

"And now, if you have a relationship with ordinary people in Vijmari, it's fine, but if someone with ulterior motives approaches you."

Folteste smashed his lips, as if reminiscing about the taste of the dark beer in his mouth.

"Then I can issue an arrest warrant in accordance with Temeria's laws in the name of 'unauthorized contact with foreign forces', and no one can fart for it in front of me."

With that, Foltest raised his glass towards Lanne.

"Welcome, Sir Vita."

(End of chapter)