127 127. 40. Ill come back for a little mess (2) (1/2)

Vincent did his best to fill that vacancy somehow.

I didn't even know how to get out of the North.

In the end, Vincent sent a lone cavalry commander to the royal palace to find out the news instead of going.

Queon Richheim. The head of the Black Spear Soldier led a few knights to the royal palace.

The atmosphere of the royal palace, which had arrived day and night, was cluttered.

Many nobles were castrating a prince against the emperor's criticism and scratching the honor of the imperial knights, and citizens were extremely anxious whether or not there was a war with the empire.

Queon finds the Rangers and Soldiers of Baleard, who were the first to do so.

“After the rumor that the Paladins of the Marquis of Saint John had moved, the news of His Majesty's departure came to an end, and was cut off. ”

Captain Jorden reported to me where the Rangers went on their behalf.

“Where's Jordan? ”

“I knew you weren't back yet, and I headed straight back to the Empire from the border. ”

Queon, who held down the Ranger with his head bent on the sheep that were left in the kingdom, went straight to the royal palace and pleaded with the king.

And after waiting two days, I was able to meet the king.

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“The royal family is also looking for news of the prince with all their might. ”

The king's face in front of the lone knight commander who came from the north was only dark.

If it was natural, it was natural.

Small is blood, and large is a squadron event in which the prince of one country has disappeared.

It comes from the territory of another country, not from its own territory.

Nevertheless, it was only a trifle to send a protest to the Knights of the Empire that the envoy visited with a diplomatic purpose that he could do.

The empire's answer to this was really frustrating.

It was the empire's position that the Imperial Court had no cause to intervene, since it was the Knights of the Kingdom who applied for the victory first.

It was also an overly audacious and irresponsible attitude to say that an official envoy containing the prince of a country was in the courtyard of a person who had disappeared from his or her territory.

But what shall we do? For the kingdom is powerless, and the king is powerless.

I think my self-esteem has also been shown on my face. The Knight of the North gave a comforting speech.

“You've hurt your face a lot. Please weigh in.”

At the end of the article, the king touched my face.

His fingertipped face was rough and dry.

I haven't been able to sleep because I'm nervous lately.

It was all because of Marquis Montpellier.

Marquis Montpellier, who has been cooperating with the Kingdom for some time, has recently begun to show suspicious signs.

If the Empire wages a war, it is the responsibility of the prince, and it was said that the nobles who sanctify the royal seal received the Marquis' Quartet. Whether the ambassador of the stranded empire wanted to change the route so easily was not a possibility.

Concern has become a reality.

Meeting convened to discuss the whereabouts of the missing envoys and put in place measures.

“How can I blame the Empire for its ignorance because the seeds I sowed were vines and grabbed my ankle? ”

The disappearance of the envoy in a subtle tone by Marquis Montpellier was sanctified because of the prince's impatience.

Then he incited the nobles to denounce the royal seal.

The behavior was just as vicious as it had been before, sucking the royal high blood.

Thanks to this, the Measures Conference was corrupted into a veneration of the One Prince and the Wireless.

“Enough.”

The King, who interrupted the meaningless meeting, ordered the Ambassador of the Empire to remain.

Immediately after becoming two, the Empire's ambassador blabbers.

“I assure you, if something goes wrong with my statue now, I will judge that the kingdom has avenged itself from the work of an envoy on the mainland. ”

The audacious answer is what the king is trying to say, but the outside of the premises suddenly becomes chaotic.

Bang!

The door opens and the Court Knight Commander breaks in before even asking the reason for the unrest.

“Your Majesty! Step back! ”

The gaze of the old man who caused the AuroraBlade was toward the outside of the window.

The King turned his head along that line of sight.

Then it hardened as it was.

There was something covered in flashing scales.

“Hey, what's that? ”

The late Marquis turned his head and stepped back.

Kaaaaaaaah!

At that moment something outside the window howled.

Marquis smashes his buttocks.

Seeing the march, an unidentified creature, Wyvem, flies his tongue.

Ugh.

A yellow liquid flows warmly through the marquis's crotch.

“That's a pee-pee.”

Then I heard a blatant voice.

It was only then that people were overwhelmed by the relentless existence of the non-dragon that they could not see the rider behind them.

“Who are you!”

The rider on the face of the old knight's wings leans, muttering his voice.

And he said, ”He is not a strange man, but he came here as a messenger at the request of a friend.”

“Who are your friends and what else do you have to say? ”

The king pushed the knight forward and asked the rider of the non-dragon.

“Greetings are late. Your Majesty.”

The non-dragon rider stretched out his hand and greeted him with a bow.

“The first non-dragon knight Dolosis Dotmund salutes the monarch of Leonberg, who belongs to the kingdom of Dotmund, the head of the spearhead division. ”

It's an example. It's Dothrmuntney Chang Air Corps. It's all raw.

But what was important now was not the first title I ever heard.

“Personally, Idrian and I are tough friends. ”

It was only important that Dolosis Dothrmund was a friend of the prince.