Chapter 90

“It’s a pretty malicious combination.”

“Do you really think so?”

Esmuer questioned, not erasing his laughter at his muttering, but in the end, the answer Ragnis would give was fixed.

“But, in the current situation, that might be for the best.”

They are incompetent vassals, but at least they don’t attack from behind.

In other words, the Empire regarded envoys from other kingdoms as potential threats.

“Do you see that fierce-eyed woman? She’s hidden her distinctive appearance, but she’s Sevela, the singing spear of Volta Bay, the maritime kingdom. The others don’t seem to be known... Seeing how they conceived the strategy, I wonder if the empire has been quite disliked in the past.”

For the past year or so, Ragnis had been extremely busy just putting things in Ethiel into his head, so he didn’t know who Sebela was. I could only guess from Esmuer’s nuance that he wasn’t a very pleasant person. Of course, Contrary to the tone that made me guess, Esmuye was smiling.

However, Eselua’s reaction far exceeded her expectations.

“Siren Sevella? Aren’t you a criminal!”

“Lower your voice, Eselua. It’s not a matter of raising your voice.”

You put up a criminal as an envoy’s entourage, isn’t that something to raise your voice about? Eselua and the lovers of the other warriors were making expressions that were no different.

However, Esmuer continued to explain quietly, responding one by one to those who bowed toward him from across the bleachers, consistent with an attitude without the slightest movement.

“As long as there is no evidence but only the circumstances that she plundered foreign ships, we cannot express complaints against Voltavey who insists on her innocence.”

“Did you hear that there are so many spear-wielding women in Volta Bay who are blessed with songs?”

“There are no eyewitnesses, so there is no choice.”

From a distance, Esmuer turned his head to Esseloi with a movement that could only be thought of as a very natural conversation, and continued with a smile.

“I’m looking forward to knowing the truth that opens today.”

“...If the price is a hero’s life, I think it’s too expensive.”

“Foolish thing. Being a hero is not an honorary position. And even if it’s a sparring this time, even the one who defeated the hero is with you.”

The smile was normal in some ways, but in other ways it was mischievous.

“Aren’t you curious how clear information went into them?”

“...Did you write down the numbers?”

“Most of the moves are prepared. Except when dealing with someone who is too stupid or has no common sense.”

“I’ve heard that too... No matter how much you think about it, isn’t it just to cheer you up? It’s a place created to show off the hero in name and color, but the hero is defeated. It’s a comedy.”

“Conversely, wouldn’t it be obvious that he intends to keep Ethiel alive by spreading such nonsense?”

It was a rumor that everyone had no choice but to know upon arrival. But that’s why they didn’t believe it. It was absurd that ‘that’ empire greeted them with their shame exposed.

It was false information not worth worrying about.

“I think he wanted to use the demon as an excuse to suppress the surrounding kingdoms. Or... I heard that the conflict between the 1st princess and the 2nd prince was fiercer than expected, and that might have something to do with it.”

The one who spoke was an attendant from the Pazuson Kingdom.

When his eyes moved to Esmuer and Ragnis, who were sitting in the designated seat for the guests, everyone’s eyes naturally followed.

From their point of view, all of them were outstanding in their beauty, and it seemed that their laughter did not disappear, as if they were even on good terms. And what it meant was very clear.

“1 The princess’s greed and intellect don’t seem to be proportional.”

“Hmmmm. That’s too revealing. Wouldn’t that be something to say at a place like this?”

“Oh, excuse me...”

Emphasizes the importance of the empire through the hero, and has a friendly relationship with the royal family through the Marquess, who must be in charge of the Asmodian front of Ethiel, and gains if the war with the Asmodians starts in earnest. It must be the intention to divide and suppress other countries.

It’s not particularly a bad idea, but they thought it was a ploy that was too obvious because they were still too young.

“By the way... it’s kind of ridiculous to have a place like this against snub-nosed kids.”

“They say they are confident, so shouldn’t we match?”

Among them there were no figures of the same age as the cadets. The youngest was Sebela, who was in her mid-twenties, and the eldest was even in her thirties. Although there are no people who have experienced an actual full-scale war between nations, they are the ones who have been through enough to win victories in battles for territories and duels for honor.

It was absurd to put students against him, to the point of collapse.

But even though the empire was fine, there was no reason for them to refuse. Since I had a legitimate opportunity to comfortably accomplish my purpose, I thought I would show off my skills to the fullest.

“Besides, do you need a plan to explore the dungeons that adventurers enter to earn money? We’ve confirmed that our purpose is the same, so we can just focus on meeting the hero.”

To peel off the false halo of a warrior.

Because they had only one thing in common.

“But don’t they say that lions do their best when catching rabbits?

At the end of Sebela’s words, they smiled sullenly. And they agreed to hide the only way the students could defeat them.

Even after they had done that, they smiled very confidently.

Without even dreaming that it would be the last confidence I could have today.