A few days later.

Lately Icherita has been rainy and thundering.

With a cold spell, the hottest days of summer passed, followed by stable temperatures until autumn.

And today, it's also the day when Ranch is going to leave for the kingdom of Posen.

Since it was an evening ticket, there were no classes or extra work during the day today, just take your luggage and take inventory.

"I feel like I just went out not long ago, and now I'm going to leave again."

Ranch stood in front of the closet in his room, frowning and muttering to himself.

Thinking about it carefully, the last time he was on a business trip as a diplomat of the Velant Empire in the film world, it is no wonder that he has this feeling of being on the road all the time.

Ranch was quickly relieved.

After going to the Posen Kingdom, he is a big step away from his retirement.

If I had written a memoir about my struggle, it would have been the penultimate volume by now.

Just as he was sorting out his suitcase, suddenly there was a crisp clapping sound on the window glass in addition to the sound of rain.

"Meow, Ranch, there's your letter."

The little black cat in the raincoat opens the window of Ranchi's bedroom and uses telekinetic magic to float a letter onto Ranchi's desk.

"Thank you, Boss Cat."

Ranch put down his clothes and walked to the window to pick up the little black cat.

It seemed to enchant the envelope so that it didn't get wet at all.

"Little things meow."

Boss Cat took off his cat-shaped raincoat, folded it, and placed it on the ground.

A letter was sent to Boss Cat's restaurant and kept at the counter in Pranay, and Boss Cat went back to his restaurant to look at it before leaving today, so he brought it to Ranchi by the way.

"It's just right."

Ranchi looked out the window at the dim sky, counting the days, if the sea messenger went well, he would probably receive a reply in these days.

Fortunately, the letter arrived before departure.

He walked to the side of the room and turned on the floor lamp and slowly sat down at his desk.

On this rainy summer day, when it's hard to tell whether it's morning or afternoon, the light in the room is brightened.

Ranch's fingertips touched the sealed letter, and the surface of the envelope was slightly rough, and the texture seemed to have been baptized by the sea breeze.

He took out a small envelope knife from the desk drawer, inserted the tip of the knife into the seal of the envelope, like a painter sketching on the canvas, and gently scratched along the edge, and the envelope was carefully opened.

The letter inside was like a precious treasure, waiting to be discovered by him.

Ranchi smoothly pulled out the letter, a thin and slightly fragile piece of antique-scented letterhead, which had been magically indestructible and unbreakable.

He smiled slightly and browsed.

"—Sincerely, Mr. Wilford"

"First of all, I'm glad to receive your letter."

"The talent you have recruited for me is quite good, and now when the Decepticon branch is worrying about employing people in the Protos Empire, you have sent me a group of well-trained elite archpriests, which can only be said that the two of us really have a good heart."

"I've been dreaming of you all this time."

"Thinking about you every day and every night may be a stupid insistence."

"But I want to say it's nice to be able to meet your true self."

"I wonder if you often think back to the dozens of days we spent together in that stretching snow-capped mountain?"

"No matter how cold it was, I never felt scared."

"Even in dreams."

"Just give you a little time, and you will dress winter as a thousand purples and reds, and let the warm sun shine on me."

"Meow, West Germany's letter."

The boss cat nested aside, lying on the table and looking at the letter in Lanchi's hand, even if he didn't see the payment, he knew who wrote the letter.

It was curious to see who would send a letter to Ranch.

But now that I think about it, in the first place in Nanventina, Ranchi did intercept a group of archpriests of the Destruction Branch.

At that time, Ranch even used them as free messengers and asked them to bring letters to Sigrid.

What a luxury.

"It's her at first glance."

Ranch rubbed the cat boss's head, not taking his eyes off the letter.

"And some business."

"Our partner, the Duchess of Clores, the leader of the Berenhard family, has investigated Duke Morotian's relics and the northern border. As a result, it was found that there were indeed signs of the appearance of demons, and this group of demons seemed to be completely different from Pranai, and now they had withdrawn from the Protos Empire."

"Demons?"

Catboss looked up at Ranchi.

"At that time...... The Duke of Clolys commissioned me, as the headmaster of the Royal Academy of Magic of Protos, to investigate in the north, which was caused by the panic caused by the influx of mysterious demons in the northern countries, and finally found the Duke of Morotian and the Bishop of Silence, Asquesan. ”

Ranch hesitated and thought back.

Unexpectedly, after settling down in the northern part of the Protos Empire, there were really signs of the appearance of demons.

"Even the Ice Witch Almis is convinced that she hadn't heard of such a demon a hundred years ago, and it was very different from the demon culture she knew."

"What makes the Great Sage Isis uneasy is that there may be a more powerful existence than Duke Morotian in this unknown group of demons, and even I may not be able to win surely."

"There is still no clue where they came from and what their purpose was."

"One thing is certain, though, the more demons remain, the easier it will be for them to hide their tracks, and the Protos Empire and the Ethertelan Kingdom are natural places to infiltrate."

Ranch flipped through a page.

"By the time you receive this letter, I'll probably be close to finishing the affairs of the Protos Empire."

"Probably? In two or three months, I'll be in the kingdom of Hutton?"

"After all, the sea route between the North and South Continents is so long, and it is still quite a long journey from the northern shore of the South Continent to the Eastern Region through the countries and find the Hutton Kingdom."

"If you are done with your work and you still have the strength to spare, can you please take me to the royal capital of Ecrita?"

"In any case, the Bishop wishes you all the best."

"Best regards to Shiqi."

"Meow, this seems like an order."

Boss Cat said to Ranchi.

Although Sigrid's words were tactful, she clearly did not allow Ranch to refuse.

"Indeed, the Bishop does not like others to disobey her."

Ranch nodded.

"Wait."

As if sensing that there was still content behind the fold of the letter, he flipped it back.

"I miss you."

"Remember to cultivate hard and hurry up to the sixth order!"

At the end, a cute expression of a little West Germany is drawn.

"Really, this is the freedom of the old drama bones."

Lanch shook his head and smiled to himself.

"The old drama bones, right, be careful to buckle the favorability."

The little black cat reminded as she mimicked West Germany's tone.

"I really want to finish all my work quickly and start my leisurely daily life."

Ranch carefully folded the letter until it was smooth, put it back in its original form, and opened the first cabinet to place it.

"Meow meow, you retire quickly!"

Boss Cat shouted.

"Don't worry, it's almost there, most of the second half of my memoirs will be some ordinary daily stories, and there will be any empty main line in the collection of daily stories."

Ranchi touched the cat, got up and smiled and went to the closet to pack his luggage again.

(End of chapter)