550 Eighteenth Day of the Green Moon ② ~ Accusation ~

"We have great doubts about the auditor's way"

Gazran-Rutim said so without decorating the words.

"The tranquillity of Genos has been greatly shaken because you have given the wrong order. Are you aware of that?

"Hmm. The neighborhood's territorial flair is going to turn us in?

"We hope to restore peace to Genos. Aren't you?

No matter how high pressure your opponent is, Gazran-Rutim will not disturb your mind. That, uh, Dreg seemed to be causing me to get frustrated.

"But I don't suppose you liked it either and threatened the peace of Genos. At least, I shouldn't have felt like breaking Morga's contraindications or anything. Yet we have committed too great a failure to try to pass unscrupulous demands. And why is that?

"You think that's why? That's because the soldiers who went out to Morga Forest were incompetent! If you want to blame them, blame them!

I was supposed to secretly shrug my neck. Because Ruid, next to Dreg, sparkled his grey eyes.

Ey-fa is Ey-fa, and he's frowning uncomfortably. If it were possible to tell a secret story, it would have resulted in words of anger against Dreg.

"That's, no. If the people in town step into the woods, it's natural to look in the wrong direction. No matter how good a soldier you are, you will never do your giva hunting job without training."

"Hmm. So you're willing to call us incompetent for giving unscrupulous orders?

"I don't feel like doing that. But we want you to know how little you know about Genos, the woodland and Morga."

The tone is polite, but the content of the spicy words.

But it was also supposed to be a necessary measure to convey this statement.

"You have been wrong in judgment from the beginning. It's all about putting the Marquis of Genos and the people of the woods without doubt, and extending to unscrupulous deeds to bear witness to it. That seems to be because you only see the surface of things"

"Hey, how far can you insult us..."

"It's not an insult. We were having meetings by the woods to find out why."

In a soft tone, Gazran-Rutim whispered Dreg's words.

"So we came to one conclusion. Shouldn't you and the people of the woods change your deeds so that they understand you - we think so."

"… how should we change the course of action?

Finally, Tall On has been more responsive.

Gazran-Rutim slowly turns his gaze towards you.

"Let me say it without decorating the words. Shouldn't you also live in this Genos?

"... in Genos, live?

"Yes, just visiting once or twice a year will be difficult to understand what Genos is all about. I don't think we can make the right decision without living in this land and seeing people's lives with those eyes."

"Don't be stupid! Why do we have to put our roots down in such a peripheral area!

Occasionally, Dreg exploded.

Then, Malstein restrains it.

"That shouldn't be a sticky, off-track suggestion. In the Wang capital, do you have a diplomat in your neighborhood? I wonder if we should send the same thing to Genos."

"That is limited to the territories involved in the battle against Mahydra and Zerad! There is no such thing as a lesson as sending a diplomat to the end of such a border!

"However, you were unable to perform your official duties as an auditor. I wonder, then, if we should not transform the very way auditors"

Already listening to suggestions from the people by the woods, Malstein overlaps words in an unforgivable manner.

"You - no, His Majesty the King, who bows to the king's capital, is concerned that Genos flies the rebel flag like the Grand Duchy of Zelad. Then why don't you put the diplomat down, but we should audit how we're doing? In order for us to know that there is no dark spot behind us, I think that would be the most useful help."

"No, but-"

"Of course, it is His Majesty the King who will decide everything. So I intend to make a statement to His Majesty the King in order to document it."

Dreg was supposed to glance at himself with dismay.

Tal-on stares at Malstein with his eyes narrowed to the shape of a laugh.

"Lord Genos, is that sincere?

"I mean it. Your Majesty wouldn't be bothered if I wanted to."

Gazran-Rutim kept his mouth shut and watched the nobles interact.

As a forest folk, I simply wanted to spin the right edge with the auditors. In order to do so, what is needed - after all, the only way to do so is to take the time to build trust. It was the simplest of all.

Listening to that suggestion, Malstein was offering his own proposal. We've never heard of it before, so I guess Gazran-Rutim is bluffing.

"Your failure this time will also be due to your haste for merit. If you try to achieve results in a limited amount of time, you will also be misjudged. Don't you already understand that with your own hands?

"But... but still, moving to Genos..."

"Nothing resides permanently in Genos. A diplomat should have been replaced by a six-month or one-year term. If you sit back for too long, you will be able to heal with the people of the land and fulfill your true duty as a diplomat. I can easily imagine that being unrelated to a diplomat."

Mulstein said even more with a powerful grin.

"We can never tolerate such stories as lords of Genos, because we bring the people of the woods down from the woods, but we make vigilantes out of the people of the town. If you live in Genos and have a good grasp of the facts, you'll understand my words correctly, too."

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"And the people of the woods were willing to do the right thing."

In response to a glance from Malstein, Gazran-Rutim nodded yes.

"The auditors seemed to have great distrust of the people by the woods. I think there might have been something wrong with that, too."

"Hmm? Where we don't know, was there even some sort of downfall?

Ruidros, who has been a listener for some time, speaks with interest.

Gazran-Rutim was shaking his head, "No."

"It's not something I don't know. It's just that nobody cared to stop. You, the nobles, the inhabitants of Genos - and the people of the woods themselves."

"You don't know more and more. What is that about?

"It means that we, the people of the woods, are too far out of the kingdom's learning,"

That was the last item on the agenda.

For the people of Moribe, this was the project that required the biggest decision.

Gazran-Rutim went over the words quietly.

"We have so far been unable to know how peculiar we are because of our refusal to interact with external human beings.... No, we didn't weigh in there, taking it for granted that we were different from the people in town."

"Hmm. I'm sure it's a peculiar thing to be a forest folk... but in what respect is that a story?

"It is in everything. But at the heart of it… I still think it's the perception and attitude towards the four great gods and the four great kingdoms. I wonder, therefore, if the people of the King's capital think only of the barbarians of the forest."

"No, it's... people by the woods because they put themselves in the lives of free-flowing people. There are parts of you that can't help but be looked at."

Ruidros had just said that to take the place for granted.

But Gazran-Rutim is shaking his head "no".

"I think we are more out of the norm of the kingdom than free pioneers. This is what we heard from our friend Camua-Josh… The Free Explorer is the father of the four great gods, the mother of mountains, forests, etc."

"Oh, because in Selva, a clan that could not abandon the god of the earth or Mr. lives as a free pioneer. But it was the Marquis of Genos eighty years ago who allowed it to happen to the people by the woods, so we can't blame it now."

"As for the god of the earth and Mr., you must be right. But the problem lies in our perception and attitude toward the four gods."

Once Gazran-Rutim shut his mouth and looked around at his fellow countrymen by the woods, he said.

"We are not weighing in on something called the Four Great Gods. If I make it clear... I don't care what it is."

"Doesn't matter? No, but... every human being living on this continent is the Son of the Four Gods."

"That perception is thin for the people by the woods. I believe our mother is a forest, and after she dies, she returns her soul to the forest. There's no room for the Four Gods."

Ruidros changed his complexion a bit and looked around at the people around him.

Powd and torst have the same complexion. That's how sacred it is to them to be the Four Great Gods.

"Our ancestors lived in a place called the Black Forest of Jagal. From that time on, I didn't seem to have a thing called faith in the four great gods. Yes, that's why there was no resistance at all, either, to transferring God to Selva."

"No, but... is that possible? If the people of the woods were not the sons of the four gods, I don't think they would have been allowed to emigrate..."

"We don't even know how it happened. It just seemed like we had a sense that we were the people of Jagal. But that's just to say that the black forest of my hometown was on Jagal's prints, and it didn't seem to be linked to the faith of the Four Gods."

It was Grandma Ziva, the oldest of the Lew family, who brought the story to us. In the current forest area, it is only Grandma Ziva who knows the times of the Black Forest.

But the old lady also lived in the Black Forest until she was about five years old. The rest of the story was filled with imagination and speculation.

"There is also a legacy that the people of the woods are a clan born between Jagal and Sim. Jagal and Sim are hostile countries, so they are not necessarily the same pattern that can connect the edges of blood. Therefore, it may not have created a wind that weighs the four great gods. … that we were to spend until today without a strong sense that we were the Son of the Four Great Gods"

"That's... that's a hell of a story. Even the liberal pioneers should never take the four gods lightly."

"Yes, so we also hope to revise the deed"

That said, Gazran-Rutim smiled quietly.

"We are only a people by the woods who mother the woods. You can't abandon that pride. But at the same time, it is the people of Genos who live in the territory of Genos. With the inhabitants of Genos as compatriots, we want to go the right way together - and we hope so."

"We do not doubt that mood. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bought Giva's meat from them."

As I regained my mind, Ruidros smiled.

"Thank you," Gazran-Rutim smiles back as well.

"But if we were to know that we were taking the four great gods lightly, a man would appear suspicious of their truth. Also, even if you don't know that fact, maybe you can feel something disgusting because of our attitude and how we behave. … it seems that the auditors there were."

Suddenly the spearhead turned and Dreg pulled himself back like a little.

Tal-on stares at Gazran-Rutim as he explores.

"So we want to have a strong sense that we are also sons of Western God. To that end, we would like you to join us."

"Of course, it's not a rash to add strength... but in what way should I add strength?

"First of all, we want to work on the ritual of being the Son of Western God. That would be the first step."

Ruidros frowned cursorily.

"I don't know what ritual means. Are you referring to the baptism to be performed in the cathedral when a toddler is born?

"It is we who cannot imagine what rituals are appropriate… our ancestors have heard that only the human beings of the chiefdom received rituals when transferring God from Jagal to Selva. Isn't that also one reason why faith in the four great gods didn't sprout in the people by the woods?

To Gazran-Rutim's words, Paud opened his eyes with excitement.

"It's impossible not to perform rituals to transfer God, etc. Is that the truth, Lord Genos?

"Unfortunately, those who know the truth eighty years ago do not exist in the castle town.... but well, when the people of the woods visited Genos, the number seemed to have reached 1,000. I don't think they would have invited all of them to the cathedral in Castle Town."

"Yes, the oldest of the Lew family said so. The elders testify that only a few of the chiefs, close to the chiefs, seemed to have been invited inside the stone walls."

And it was Camua-Josh and Schmiral who brought me the information that transferring God required a lofty ritual. After comparing the two names with Grandma Ziva's story, we came to know the facts.

"The Gazette family of ritualized chieftains is already doomed. Those of us left behind have not even performed the ritual of transferring God by ourselves. Is this also an act contrary to the laws and practices of the kingdom?"

"So he wants to unwind his ritual as a child of Western God,... that's a natural story. In the first place, 80 years ago, Marquis Genos did just as well."

Paud said so, wrinkling between his eyebrows.

Malstein is smiling so that he can fool it.

"That's my great-grandfather's fault.After eighty years, I'm trying to make it up to you. I'm going to consult with the chief sacrificial officer and ask him to perform a baptismal ritual to transfer God."

"But still, the people by the woods are 500 to 600 people, right? Are you inviting all of them to the cathedral in Castle Town?

To Ruidros's inquiry, Malstein nodded "No matter".

"Now that we call only the human beings of the chieftaincy muscle again, it's no different than it was eighty years ago. I'm going to baptize everyone, from newborn babies to old people. … that's also a suggestion from the forest people."

"Ha... that's also a thoughtful decision"

Without distinction between Genos and the King's capital, it seemed like a great upset was spreading to the nobles.

In it, Donda-Lou, who has been silent for a long time, speaks.

"We've lived in the woods as mothers for hundreds of years. It will probably take a long time to think of Western God as my father with as strong a feeling as that. Still, I suppose this is what we need to do with Morga Forestside as our hometown."

"Right. As Lord of Genos, I am truly delighted with that offer."

Then now Graf-Zaza, whose black eyes were shining under Gibba's fur, uttered a heavier voice than Donda-Lou.

"Still, when the land is broken off as unworthy of our homeland, there is no other way to abandon Morga and look for a new forest. That's all we were prepared to do, and we decided to throw ourselves into this."

At the end of that sharp glance are the figures of the auditors.

Dreg turned away like he had no fear, and Tal-on was looking back at Graph-Zaza for slightly nagging additions and subtractions.

"I hear we lost hundreds of our compatriots when we moved from the Black Forest to the Morga Forest. To abandon Morga and look for a new forest, you may lose just the same compatriots again. It is also a great pain for us to inflict such misery on our countrymen... but we cannot live without pride."

…………

"If we are to bring down the people by the woods from the woods, we shall abandon the land, even after we have been baptized as sons of Western God. I want you to engrave in your heart that it is an act that equates to the death of hundreds of forestside people"

"It's okay. Without the people by the woods, the prosperity of Genos is unlikely. As Lord of Genos, I promise not to take the forest away from the people by the woods. Literally, we are destined compatriots."

That said, Malstein also saw the auditors better.

"That's three suggestions from the people by the woods. Reconciliation with Count Turan's family, the baptism of Western God, and the permanent stay of the auditors - I fully support them."

…………

"Yet another point, from me and the people by the woods, I have a common proposal. I hope that the auditors will accept it."

Dreg and Talon look back at Malstein with their respective expressions.

Malstein said, smiling.

"In the near future, I would like you to lead 200 soldiers back to the King's Capital. The due date should be... as soon as we see the baptism of the people by the woods."

"Hey, what are you missing, Lord Genos? Didn't you just offer that auditors should stay permanently now!

"Would it be His Majesty the King who decides to do that? Before that, we need to get the soldiers alone to retreat for a moment, and it's going to be a flame of chaos. You will return to the King's capital as soon as possible, and we ask you to set out the future."

"Don't let the fool out! Can you step on the soil of the king's capital while you can't achieve anything!

"I wonder, then, if we will return only the soldiers. If only we could withdraw the 200 soldiers who are staying in the lodging town."

That said, Malstein combined his fingertips on the table.

A gentle smile remains on its face, but the brown eyes are filled with a bright and powerful glow.

"Or do you want me to put a tent somewhere? If you go up the street north, there's an arena managed in Genos. There will be every preparation there, and there will be no inconvenience for 200 soldiers to stay."

"The tent? It's not even a battlefield, but how could you imitate that?"

"As it stands, we are saying these words because Genos could be a battlefield. What do you think made the people of the woods so determined?

Malstein gently cut off Dreg's whizzing voice.

"To sweep away the disturbing air that spreads to the accomodation town is no longer the only way to retreat the soldiers. That's how the people of the woods chose the best path. If the auditors were to stay in Genos permanently, the soldiers would no longer be needed, would they? Moreover, the people of the woods have offered to be reconciled with the Count Turan family and baptized by Western gods in order to show that there is no rebellion in the kingdom. What more do you need?

"No, but..."

"But nothing. At the end of the day after the baptism of all the inhabitants living by the woods, the soldiers are asked to leave the boarding town. This is my decision, Marquis Genos."

Malstein never roughs up his voice.

But its calm voice felt the power of a definite will not yield to anything.

"If you need a tent, let me prepare you by my side. Fortunately, you can buy as many carons of leather as you want in the western town of Dabbag, so you should be ready in a few days"

"The tent, I don't need it. I just need you to prepare a car to transport the wounded soldiers to the King's Capital."

and there were those who responded to Malstein with a low voice.

Thousand lions, chief of the army, is Ruid.

Dreg looked back at you with a confused look.

"Or don't take it personally, Ruid! We haven't accepted Lord Genos' offer yet."

"Are you still going to keep my men in this land? You can't go in and out of Accommodation Town, so what more work is left?

"Therefore, not letting them enter or leave the lodging town is also an unsolicited offer of Marquis Genos -"

"You're all the ones making unsolicited offers. Yeah, that's why I guess this has happened, isn't it?

Ruid remained faceless.

But its grey eyes are burning like boiled mercury. Dreg was to hold his mouth in a sickly complexion.

"If we remain in contention with Genos, my men will slaughter a sinless people. We will never allow such imitation, nor will His Majesty the King forgive us."

"... but it must be us, not Lord Ruid, who has the power of command in this land."

When Talon argued without sexual punishment, Ruid sent you the same look.

"Then give the order. If it becomes a dispute with Genos through no further imposition, all of its responsibilities will be yours. Which would be regarded as treason if Lord Genos or I were to withdraw and cause unwanted strife?"

"Ho... is Lord Ruid going to call us rebels? Again, I can't help but be surprised."

"You are the only one I am disputing, Lord Talon. Lord Dreg was just following your instructions, so it's not worth fighting for."

Ruid's eyes are finally burning hard.

Tall on it was smiling like a makeover.

"Lord Ruid, there seems to be some misunderstanding. It should have been Lord Dregg who ordered Lord Ruid to investigate the forestside settlements and the ecology of Giva..."

"You think my eyes are a pit or something? You were tailoring Lord Dregg to a puppet so that no matter what happened, you wouldn't have any firepowder on you. Even if Lord Dreg himself is unaware, he cannot mislead my eyes."

Dreg is letting his mouth pound like he was distracted.

Nonetheless, Ruid took the word for it.

"It was none other of my men who went around listening to the story of what the Marquis of Genos and the people of the woodside were regarded as like in the Accommodation Town and in Turan and Dareim. In it, you have used only coercive means, even though there should have been few words that endangered the people by the woods. Why is that, Lord Talon?

"… until I tried to do my part as an auditor"

"The auditor's duty should have been to determine if there was any rebellion between the Marquis of Genos and the people by the woods. Imitation that would cause chaos on the flatlands is an act of rebellion against His Majesty the King."

That said, Ruid narrowed his eyes sharply.

For his eyes narrowed, his eyes condensed, as if they had increased heat and intensity.

"I thought you said the Baron Berry family should always subjugate Genos by force."

"... I don't know what you're talking about."

"Genos, he's grown too big. If Genos declared independence, even the surrounding towns could fly the rebel flag together. If we try to make it this nearby town, it will be inevitable, too, because we cannot maintain our present abundance without doing business with Genos. This is exactly the same structure that the Grand Duchy of Zerado had when the rebellion started."

"... yes, I guess that's why His Majesty the King is also endangering Genos"

"What His Majesty wanted was to restrain the rebellion of Genos. It's not about daring Genos to take the knife and give in."

The nobles of Genos watched the interaction between the two in a bewildered manner.

In it, only Malstein has a calm look on his face.

And also, the folks by the woods were not disturbed, they were just glancing at everything to see it.

"If Genos had a rebellion, the Baron Berry family would be quite proud of its own correctness. I guess you can push the other heavy ministers who hoped for a solution in peace and put more power in your hands than ever before."

"... I am indeed the last of the Baron Berry family, but do you think that I will spare my royal life for such a reason?

"On the surface, it was Lord Dregg who was giving the wrong order, so I'm guessing you won't be held accountable. Now if you can get Genos to take the knife, you can boast of your hand in Baron Berry's house, without defying your royal life."

Ruid said, with the same eye.

"That must be how you do it. Let my men and Lord Dregg stand on the arrow, only trying to make sweet honey. No matter how much blood you're going to get, you're not going to get hurt. Damn, that's a clever way to do it."

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"But you failed. Your aim was to stimulate the anger of the Marquis of Genos and the people by the woods, but it sparked the anger of the inhabitants earlier than that. If this commotion is used as an opportunity to become a battle between the King's capital and Genos, justice will be seen as on the side of Genos. Even Sims and Jagals in friendly countries would be muddy with royal authority if they thought that way."

Tall on is still silent.

Ruid said even more as he soaked his voice with tremendous force.

"Now, let me ask you again. Are you willing to accept the request of the Marquis of Genos to withdraw my men, Lord Talon? Without borrowing Lord Dreg's mouth, I ask you to answer in your own words."

A painful silence filled the room.

Eventually, as it is done, the voice of the tal-on "No…" resonates.

"As the auditor who received the royal decree... you will not accept such a request."

"Really?" Ruid took a small breath.

And then, by the way, stand up and wave away.

"Restrain Lord Talon. I see Lord Talon as suspected of treason and charge him."

Four of the soldiers lined up on the left and right walls silently approached Tall On.

Tall on, still smiling, looks to Ruid.

"Lord Ruid, are you serious? You're accusing me of treason... and now you're gonna lose everything if my innocence is revealed, aren't you?

"Let's ask for clarification in the context of the interrogation. Take Lord Talon to the bedroom of Castle Genos. Keep your squire away from me and keep an eye on the four of you."

The soldiers stood behind the talons with their hands on the knife pattern.

Tall on smiles and rises loosely.

"... you'll regret it, Lord Ruid"

"I have just finally found someone to fight against."

Tal-on was to leave, along with four soldiers.

In a quiet room, Ruid takes a seat.

In it, Donda-Lou's voice sounded heavily.

"Something seems to have gone wrong. Was he such a scoundrel?"

"Well, it's not as surprising as it sounds. All we believed was that we didn't intend to break Morga's contraindications. Instead, it's just that he was the first person I felt like."

When Dari-Sauti responded that way, Donda-Lou shrugged his shoulder saying "it must be".

"Well, even if that man was a great sinner, it's not our job to bring it to justice. Let me move on with this errand."

Ahead of that sharp eye is Dreg.

Dreg was letting his gaze wander like a rat who had lost his escape.

"Whatever the thought of that man, it doesn't matter where we stand. Whether to accept our words and withdraw the soldiers… once again, I want you to let me hear that response"

"And, but... if you don't accept that word, you'll be treated like a rebel? So, there is no other way to obey!

As Dreg shrugged like that, Ruid looked at you with an eye that restored the chill.

"Don't make a mistake, Lord Dreg. Until I saw Lord Talon as weighing the Baron Berry's intentions more than his royal life. May you not perform your duties as an auditor without personal interest."

"I don't care if they tell me to do my job..."

"You are the one who has the power of command over the soldiers, including me. Since I have accused Lord Talon, I must hurry back to the capital of the king… there is nothing else to wait for your decision regarding the treatment of the soldiers staying in the city of lodging"

Dreg looked around in a twilight manner.

It was Malstein who took that gaze.

"Lord Donda-Lou is right, the story is not over. There is no change in the fact that His Majesty the King is concerned about the rebellion of Genos, so we will do our utmost to resolve it."

"Ugh, um. I guess that's right..."

"All our words are as we have said so far. Shouldn't Lord Dreg, once he returns to the King's capital, offer his regards to His Majesty the King?

"But... you can't trample on the soil of the king's capital while you're surrounded by such a lapse..."

It seemed like the loss of Tall On had caused Dreg to lose so much power. That face makes me look as if I'm looking to Malstein for salvation.

To such a dreg, Malstein pointed a bright smile.

"Indeed, you seem to have made various mistakes. But with that as an opportunity, we could correct the collar. Only then can we report to Your Majesty as a great achievement."

"What? What the hell are you talking about?

"A people by the woods, who had previously found themselves in a more casual life than a free-flowing people, was to be baptized by Western God. And the Marquis de Genos and the people by the woods were to re-establish an unwavering bond with the Count Turan family. I wonder if all of this is an achievement that you, the auditor, have often achieved?

Dreg is frowning in a way he doesn't understand yet.

Malstein continued his words with a smile that softened the child.

"Regardless, that did not allay my suspicions about us. In the future, we will have diplomats on a rotating basis to audit Genos on a permanent basis. His Majesty, who is concerned about the trend in Genos, will also be able to finally stroke his chest with it. It's not the 200 soldiers we need to audit Genos, it's the auditors with the right eyes. Along with the documents I deliver, I would like you to advise me to do the same."

"... So you're not going to impeach my faults, are you?

"Your impotence would have meant that you endorsed the words of Lord Tal 'on without interrogation. Shouldn't I reflect on that one point and decide my way forward"

With that said, Malstein has turned his vastly spread arms toward the people by the woods.

"I'll tell you as many times as I can, there's no darkness behind us. I hope that, as a territory of the Kingdom of the West, I will continue to dedicate myself to the prosperity of the Kingdom. I would like the auditor to see him on behalf of His Majesty the King."

When Dreg nodded with a puzzled face, Ruid looked at you on the side again.

"It's about not looking incorrectly at exit. If there is a dispute between the soldiers and the inhabitants of the Inn Town, you will bear all the blame, Lord Dregg."

Dreg compares Ruid and Malstein in a feeble way.

Then, as I had always thought of something, Dreg looked up.

"Speaking of which... what are you going to do about Asta in Fa's house?

Ey-fa reacted perfectly to Dreg's words.

Malstein, rather strangely, looks back at Dreg.

"What are you going to do? If you have any questions, please let us know."

"Asta of Fa's house is suspected of being a spy for the Marquis of Genos. That was not the idea of Lord Tal 'on alone, but rather a story that had been eliminated in the king's capital. Unless the suspicion is cleared, it will hardly stifle His Majesty's concern."

"Hmm. That's how you suspected that Asta was originally a cook in some town and that I tailored it to spy on her."

"Oh, you can't easily believe stories about people coming in the middle of the continent."

"Then nothing is wrong. Clearing up that suspicion by baptizing Asta with Western God as well"

Dreg has a face on his neck.

"You think it's the baptism of Western God? You want Asta in Fa's house to be baptized the same way?

"Absolutely. The people of the woodland offered it that way from the beginning. I guess there's nowhere among them, such as why only Asta, already recognized as a fellow forest brethren, should be removed from the ritual of baptism."

That said, Malstein smiled with a smile.

"Asta is asked to perform the ritual of transferring God as a people of emigration. It does not mean the so-called people of Dragon God, but as Gentiles who come from outside this continent, they are baptized by the new Son of Western God. Now if he were originally a resident of Ameshorn, he would be crushed after his death for making unforgivable false statements in the place of oath. With that act, it should prove that he's not my spy or anything."

"So...... are you sure Asta in Fa's house is a human from outside the continent?

"Otherwise, you should state that you want to be baptized, etc. Because there won't be such a ridiculous story about you being crushed to hide that you were a spy."

Dreg took it to the back of the chair in a quiet manner.

"Okay. We were really wrong from the start. … accept the request of the Marquis de Genos to return to the King's Capital"

Well, someone breathed.

Perhaps, it was around Ruidros or Tolsto. Refraia is closing her eyelids and combining her fingertips to pray for something to Western God.

"I'm so glad you understand, Lord Dreg. There's been some unexpected noise, but now I think I can finally bond with you."

Malstein smiled back at us.

On the other side of it, Polearth, who has always been silent, is also smiling.

"Well, why don't we take a break for a while and then let me pack up some detailed stories? Once that's done, let's entertain the cooks by the woods with all their heart. … Asta, you should join your work."

"Yes. Now, if you'll excuse me"

It wasn't just Pole Earth that was silent. Neither did I. I. Fa.

But I was able to see that the proposal that we twisted out over two days was acceptable. That was enough for me.

When I took my seat and looked at everyone by the woods, Gazran-Rutim was smiling as well.

I smiled back at you and then decided to leave the meeting place with Ai-Fa.