This country may have a strange structure in which the power of action and boldness increase as one’s rank rises.

Honestly, I couldn’t imagine that I would make the choice to reveal my face in that form after moving secretly, so I had no choice but to accept the other person’s request by waving my hand.

“Okay, let’s lower that curtain first. There’s no benefit to either of us if we show up.”

“This, because you’re openly ignoring this...” “I

‘ve just been released from the temporary detention center. The royal family hasn’t even sent an official letter about this case yet, so shouldn’t a secret meeting be avoided? .”

Even if the Duke of Lesrom and the King really set their course toward me as laissez-faire, there are still plenty of possibilities for various nobles to raise their voices. In the meantime, if it is revealed that he secretly met the royal family for no reason, crazy people who write scenarios may appear, claiming that all of this is actually a self-made play prepared by the royal family.

There is no law saying that the 2nd and 3rd Envelde should not come out using that as an excuse.

It’s true that I’m a crazy person who keeps telling me not to touch me, but I’m not even a crazy person who is forcibly making excuses to fuck with me and telling me not to touch her.

“Hmm, hmm. I want to express my personal appreciation for that, so here’s what I’ve come up with. Then inside...” “No, I’ll

talk about it here. Butler, please pretend to escort the carriage with me for a moment.”

“Hey, here?”

“Yes. Here.”

While leaning against the carriage, he spoke with a firm cut, and a short silence began to linger. However, I never intended to continue this conversation for a long time, so I did not relax and waited for the other person to answer.

Fortunately, the answer that came back was positive.

“Okay. The purpose of this meeting is to express our gratitude and sincerity, not to make you uncomfortable.”

“I’m already uncomfortable enough.”

“...Well, you’re really bold. To be honest, I never imagined that you would respond with such a consistent response. I think I can understand why your father doesn’t want to set up a public event.”

I think it’s just a matter of not acting hastily because it’s still unclear what we’ve exchanged with each other.

“I owe you a great deal this time. I came here because I wanted to make a personal case apart from the official reward from the royal family. If you need anything, just let me know. I will arrange it to the best of my ability.”

Well... It’s a relief that I came up with extremely common sense, unlike suggestions like “Be on my side and don’t talk to me.”

“Can I just leave after I talk to you?”

I asked because there was something that immediately came to my mind, and the response came back as if I had been stunned.

“Rather than worrying that the lady’s response was wrong, it is considered a reasonable judgment that the other person was an unusual madman.”

“A madman. It was a little rude, but... But, he was fine, wasn’t he?”

It wasn’t a word that came out easily, but Messina had no choice but to admit it. It was not just the conversation that had just taken place, but also the series of events he had committed.

It was because the cogs that fit in so exquisitely that it was an act of madness worked in his favor. It was hard to get rid of the feeling of ‘Even if I didn’t have to go this far...’, but it was clear at a glance that it was a crime after considering all the circumstances.

Although this time, she showed behavior that transcended the difference between the status of royalty and commoner... It was she who tried to approach while hiding her identity, not Eldmia, so it wasn’t a very unconvincing situation.

In the corner of my heart, ‘I’m still a member of the royal family...?’ It’s because I have a strong sense of skepticism.

“Anyone with such a status is generally regarded as a madman if he acts like that in the sight of a lady like you.”

It is blasphemy for ordinary people to secretly insult nobles and royalty in private, but it is certainly possible.

If I become king, I can do better. You can criticize as much as you like, saying that the nobles are a big deal.

However, even such people will wave their hands at you if you ask them to gossip in front of you unless they are about to die. It is natural common knowledge that such actions are directly related to death.

“Isn’t it just because he believes in it? Seeing that Princess Esmuye, who visited this time, was also thinking about him, I think he could be proud of his ability. He might be thinking of exile to the empire later.”

A 15-year-old boy who beat a hero despite fighting sparring, saved the princess from danger, and even beat a skilled knight who earned the title of count with a sword. Although he looked mature enough to raise doubts about his age on the outside, aside from that, he is a talented person worthy of being called a hero just looking at what he has achieved in a short period of time.

Messina couldn’t easily sympathize with Heyri’s evaluation of being a madman, since it was his honest feeling that if he had made such achievements at that age, he should be within the expected range even if he was a little arrogant.

“If that’s the case, there’s no problem, but those people usually don’t mind cases.”

“....ah.”

I forgot for a moment. The fact that he didn’t make another offer, but that he was bitterly rejected while trying to express his favor.

“Above all, he won’t have to wait any later if he’s going to seek asylum. That audacity doesn’t seem to have much to do with those issues.”

“...that too.”

It was proved through this visit that Esmuye had a personal relationship with the princess. Rather, it might have been possible to seek asylum as soon as he became entangled in a dispute with Count Bossa.

However, a man named Eldmia did not do that, and Messina had hope there.

“Still, I made the choice to directly squeeze out the pus from the kingdom, leaving those powers and opportunities alone, so apart from the cold attitude, I think there must be some kind of patriotism towards the kingdom. Next time, I need to have an official position.”

The ephemeral hopes of hypotheses that are so wildly displaced.