He returned to the reception room, careful not to let the two conflicting men near him, and made it a shape for the Duke of Sanga and Amur to pinch the table and sit face-to-face. I'm a neutral arbiter, so I'm sitting in a position where I can see the two sides.

"Sorry about our style"

"This is Lanitan getting coarse..."

When I heard Amur's words, Lani said in a small voice, "Lady! I said." Perhaps the pet-like way they said it made me think that I couldn't shout out in front of the Duke of Sanga. The style I was watching made me laugh a little bit and the rumbling happened again, but now I put it away by tapping the table a little bit. I feel like a judge.

Anyway, it's okay that the two of you behaved in a personal way, not in a house.

Early on, yes. When I cut it out, the Duke and Amur nodded at the same time.

"So why are these two so unfriendly? We both seem to be in charge of intelligence in both houses, so I understand you're going against that, but there seems to be more hostility than that."

I didn't know why we were getting along so far, so I asked him what he doubted, but Amur shook his neck to the side saying he didn't know. Well, Mr. Rani's direct boss is Hannah, so maybe Amur doesn't have that information.

So when I looked at the other Duke of Sanga, he looked a little troubled. I was wondering if you were talking about the Duke's house classifieds, and the Duke thought what I was thinking,

"No, it's a story I want to keep secret, but it doesn't mean it's confidential. About ten years ago, there was a dispute between the Duke of Sanga and the then Southern Autonomous Community, and it had something to do with it."

The Southern Autonomous Communities at the time were not supposed to be entirely credible (still are, but relations have improved a lot due to the royal and Hannah reflecting on it). For this reason, there were occasional joint exercises by nobles on the Kingdom's side near the Southern Autonomous Communities. As for the Kingdom side, it was an act of restraint towards the Southern Autonomous Communities, but as for those who were, they naturally saw it as a provocative action. In the meantime, when the grand aristocrat, the Duke of Sanga, was to participate for the first time in the exercise, he feared that the Southern Autonomous Region was going to attack the South this time, and that tensions also increased on the part of the Duke of Sanga, who perceived signs of such a Southern Autonomous Region, and the level of vigilance between the two was rising to its peak.

One night, following such tensions, several intermediaries on the southern side infiltrated a position on the Duke's side, and some information was stolen, he said.

Fortunately, there were no injuries to key figures, starting with the Duke of Sanga, who developed into a slash with the intruders but no deaths.

"I mean, it was these two who slashed each other then..."

Sometimes the two arms were almost mutually reinforcing, and a few minutes after the slash, reinforcements on the side of the steer arrived, and Mr. Rani quickly escaped, he said. They both seem to think they would have been able to beat each other if the cross spears hadn't come in, and they're still dragging their feelings when they slashed each other.

From my point of view, it seemed like a draw because it was mutual, but Style was there to combat the mutiny, but Lani and the others broke in, and he fights to regain his defeat, but he thinks he got away and painted his shame, and Lani thinks he was able to break in in the perfect way, but he couldn't take away a lot of information, and he could only escape without being able to defeat the other party.

The Duke of Sanga said he cut up the exercise on the grounds that the intruder had stolen the information, but he said he had no resentment in the south because he wasn't into the exercise from the beginning. And he advised the king to stop practicing near the Southern Autonomous Community, and the king adopted it, too.

In a way, it's like the slaughter between the two has become a factor in erasing the source of the dispute between the kingdom and the Southern Autonomous Communities, but the Duke of Sanga said he's not convinced because it's like he got a stain on his job if he's both of them, and he's pointing that grievance at them.

"As far as I'm concerned, if it's going to be a problem with the south, I don't think I'm going to be able to get rid of the style."

"I don't have a choice, but when it does, we'll have to dump Lanitan, too. Fortunately, with Donitan and Renitan replacing Lanitan, it's not a big deal"

At worst, if we cut off the two in question, we could say that we were not willing to compete with the two families externally. The two people who said that were confused, but when they eventually found out that their Lord (the mainstay) was serious, they apologized to themselves and the other Lord, followed by me, and then at the end of the day they looked disgusted and apologized to the other too.

That's it, the Duke of Sanga tried to stop this story, but before the Duke of Sanga finished saying it, Mr. Rani was in quite a hurry when Amur said to Mr. Rani, "Next time we have a problem, we'll make him rub Lenithan, not Lanitan".

The Duke of Sanga seemed interested in the new name, but he didn't think he could listen to the boulder about the other house, but Amur didn't even show how he cared about the Duke of Sanga like that.

"Tenma. Even if I don't like Lanitan, I have no problem with that sister Lenitan. Instead, he's better than Lanitan, so I'll replace him as soon as I say."

and was exposing information about his place. Speaking too much of the Viscount's information, I cautioned that Hannah would be offended, but Amur didn't show me how she cared, saying it was normally known in Nanao.

Style, not the Duke of Sanga, was most surprised by this information, and he seemed shocked that he was better than Lani, who was mutual with him, and that it was Lani's sister. Whatever you say, maybe Steele's admitting something about Mr. Lani.

"Dear Tenma. We finally have Luna's support, so please excuse us."

Were you still there? Shortly thereafter, Aina left the mansion with a thank you. To Aina, who suddenly appeared, the Duke of Sanga was, of course, surprised, but the way Style and Mr. Lani were surprised was more amazing than that.

After Eina left, she said, "I didn't feel any signs," or, "Instead of footsteps, I didn't even hear the door empty". Eina, who had left the two livers cold, once again wondered if she was really a maid.

Luna, who will be donned, and Tida, who seems to miss leaving with Amy, were dropped off at the front door and then returned to the reception room, and there was Lani, who made a tattoo on her head. When I asked the Duke of Sanga why, he said that he had a good time with Style while I was gone, and that he had eaten the Iron Fist sanction on Amur. By the way, it looks like Stayle was also punished by the Duke of Sanga, who squatted while holding down the tibial area.

The Duke of Sanga and Amur became feathers who ignored the two behind them and apologized again. Anyway, Mr. Lani wondered if the style would be thrown away if it was bad, but I didn't think the Duke of Sanga would let go of someone who could use it with that much, so I stopped soliciting the style. Even if I could solicit it, it wouldn't be a coincidence that every time I meet Lani face to face who's going to be here for a little while.

I asked the Duke of Sanga about the purpose of his visit where the place settled down, but apparently he didn't have any particular purpose, and he happened to have business to come to the King's Capital and happened to come to see me because he found out I was in the mansion after his free time.

As it was thrilled with the story, Mr. Lani said he was leaving because the sun was setting. I'm blurry that I'm not ready to leave for the south tomorrow. Thanks for hanging out with Steele, I can't seem to make it home.

Dropping off Mr. Lani, who left in a hurry, the Duke of Sanga came to the front door saying it was time to go home, but when he invited him to dinner, he turned back to the reception room.

Focusing on dishes with southern ingredients for dinner, the Duke of Sanga was very pleased, but the style was eating with a look that seemed complicated from time to time. It is likely that Lani's face, which he had been working on until earlier, did not enjoy the meal purely.

The Duke of Sanga did not even lodge in the boulder after the meal, but was drinking with his grandfather until quite late. At that time, he said many times, "I want to keep Primera in the king's capital." Well, the Duke of Sanga will have more chances of the King's Capital coming than the city of Gunjo, and the King's Capital has Albert, so I guess I can rest assured of everything.

By the way, he didn't seem too worried about Albert, and he said it was a good experience, even if Grandpa told me that I was using it occasionally. Rather, Albert and the three of them were so happy to hear what they had done to him that they had heard an interesting story.

On his return, the Duke of Sanga spotted Mary near the front door and approached him to stroke her, but Mary ran out to hit such a Duke of Sanga.

"Let it go!

Stile just went in between and covered the Duke of Sanga, but Mary made an unexpected move here.

"Meh!

"Whoa!

Stayle had Mary's gaze pointed at her abdomen, so she gently dropped her hips and took up the position of catching the ball with both hands, but Mary applied a feint that jumped for a moment, diving between her crotches and turning behind her where Stayle's attention pointed upwards for a moment, aiming at Stayle's groin with her hind legs.

Stayle barely prevented him from kicking, but in that gap Mary ran out toward the Duke of Sanga. Well, I was also in a stop at the boulder, so the Duke of Sanga was never attacked by Mary, but I was lightly terrified by the evolution of Mary, which had a strong tendency to sow.

"Excuse me, Duke"

"No, I was also bad for approaching inadvertently. Maybe he thought the suspicious were approaching"

That's what the Duke of Sanga said and forgave me, but I think Mary just thought about hitting her body in an absolute greeting.

Mary was hugged by me, looked unhappy but grossed out, but the style was lightly depressed. I guess you didn't think the lamb would do it to you.

When I told the depressed style that Lion was in worse shape, it seemed to recover somewhat, even though the style still didn't change what he made a mistake. The Duke of Sanga was laughing with sympathy when he heard about Lion being hit.

"There may be another new victim."

After dropping off the Duke of Sanga, watching Mary go back to her own bunk, I never had that feeling.

That night, when I went to bed, I thought, "Well, apparently, Mary's tough on guys. If I recall well, it seems that Mary is attacking with all her might when she goes to a man such as me or Lion, but when she goes to a woman such as Aura or Chris or Luna, she feels like she's doing something about it.

Because no matter how many steeples he was attacked, he said he had the power to sink the lion in one blow, but Aura was as red or buttocks where he hit it, and as light a abrasion could be made to the most attacked Luna. As for Mr. Chris, he is sometimes tougher and more physically capable than the two of us, and he is not injured.

"Tell Tida to be careful..."

You'll need to be careful, because the man you can say is the weakest man who comes to visit us is Tida. It's tough in case Teeda gets the same look as Lion. Rion is the only one who gets hurt like that.

I went to sleep thinking terrible things like that.

"Uh-huh!

"A monster!"

While asleep, I accidentally slapped my right fist against a mysterious creature suddenly caught in front of me and tried to unleash the magic of pursuit...

"Wait, Tenma!

"Tenma, your opponent is Namitaro!

"What?"

When I heard the words, I interrupted the magic in a hurry.

Looking at those who spoke, it was the Skilled God and the Martial God who stopped me, and it was Namitaro, as the two (two pillars) said, who beat me up.

"If you look closely, this is that room... Is that another dream?"

If you look closely, there is a Genesis God rolling around wrapped around with rope behind the two of them and monkeys. The face of the Genesis God is dry on the cassava and feels like a step ahead of the mummy.

Genesis God seemed conscious for once, and when he and I met each other (his eyes seemed dimpled and his gaze uncertain, I don't know if he really saw it) he said something. When I asked him carefully, he said, "Ta-da-ha!" It was too small to hear, so I heard it close to the mouth of Genesis God for sure.

It was so pathetic that I untied the rope and removed the ape, but I didn't know how to recover the crusty skin. So I tried using water magic to moisturize it, and what a healing to see. To be honest, it was a disgusting sight.

"I managed to help..."

If I was wondering why it helped, Skilled God told me, "Because where I was on the verge of running out of magic, I was able to absorb the magic that would be the calling water for recovery".

"So, what did they call you this time? And why are you even in Namitaro?

"It's a simple thing to do with Namitaro. Enough to call Tenma-kun. So there's no way you can't call the same reincarnation group Namitaro!

"That's why I called you, but not particularly. If I insist, is that Namitaro and my request?

"Heppe."

Namitaro was doing something at the edge of his sight, but no one penetrated.

"Because I had no choice. Yikes! I thought they would call me soon, but I always call you Tenma... because I got a lot of sea delights..."

"No, then why don't you just come visit normally? I'm happy for the sea, too."

Grandpa's mansion location knows Namitaro, and entering the king's capital would make it easier for Namitaro to break in...

With that said, Namitaro, with a face like a urchin falling out of his eye,

"I didn't think of it... they just called me. I just thought I couldn't go! Okay, I'm going that way now ~... Bye!

With that said, Namitaro jumped in as if diving into the ground, disappearing as it were. Boulders are the world of dreams. Everything seems to be fine.

"Ah! Oh no! To the goddess of love, Tenma seems to have found out you're here! Martial gods, skilled gods, seal off the entrance and exit immediately!

"Leave it to me!"

"I'll do it!

Two people who react instantly to the instructions of the Genesis God. By the way, the second line is martial arts. It was a sudden man mode.

"Why blockade? Isn't it okay if I come by something else?

My question is, God of Genesis...

"Nothing, Tenma. If you want, I'll put up with you... but now that the goddess of love is coming and making a scene, Tenma, I don't know when you'll be able to go home. I'm trying to force this space to stabilize now, but if it gets unstable, the timeline might slip."

Anything, Namitaloh said he had been sitting in this space for nearly a whole day, and was taken with him most of the power of the Genesis God. Well, he said it was because he used his powers to play with Namitaro...

So at first he said he disagreed with calling me, but as a result of the strong demands of Namitaro and the Martial God and the evil ride of the Skilled God, he forced me to use the power of the Genesis God to call me.

They don't know what will happen if they even intrude on the goddess of love in that state.

"And so... good night, Mr. Tenma"

With that word, I was pushed to the futon where I had slept until earlier and forced to lie down. To be honest, I wasn't drowsy, but the moment Genesis God touched my forehead, my consciousness went away...

"Ah! With that said, Tenma. Looks like some people are trying to make a story about Tenma, so you should check it out. Bye, good night...... Chu!

Before my consciousness completely disappeared, the martial arts told me something that would make me so anxious. I wanted you to tell me that information when I was conscious. I would like to say that I think the last throwing kiss could have been avoided by hitting the back of the bed even though my consciousness was about to fly...

"In the morning..."

I didn't sleep enough and had a little headache, but when I remembered the noise in that dream, I didn't feel like sleeping twice and decided to get up in a mood. Besides, if the last word of Wushu God is true, it means that my story is in the middle of being made or at the planning stage, so you should strike your hand early. The hand in this case is to consult with Maria.

Once something called privacy exists in this world as well (though not comparable to previous lives), and in the case of a story modeled after a real person or that person, it would be a sin to be judged too far from the facts or to be to the detriment of that model.

Furthermore, if there is an investor or the like in the model, the conversation should not be made without the permission of the investor.

If, for example, you are not an investor, but you belong to the Knights like Mr. Din, you will need the permission of the King, his supervisor, to prevent information from being divulged.

In my case, it's a triumph, but I belong to the royalty, so I'm going to ask Maria (...), who is at the top of the list, for control over publishing.

I don't think we can stop the book from being released once the name has been sold so far, so get Maria to pick a royally approved story with her ink on it before then. That way you might think that all my stories that come out after that are fiction except royally approved ones.

I rushed to the royal castle, thinking of hopeful observations such as that.