Annesis, the second largest city in the kingdom of Milliana. A small dragon about 20 cm was fluttering its wings over it.
　The dragon's name is Yero. Elena Kelebel, the Duchess of Kelebel, who rules over Anesis, created the errand using dragon language magic.
　Yero went to the city of Gilm to deliver his master's letter and, on a secret order, investigated what kind of women were around Ray, but finally returned to him.
　Using his own special powers, he goes transparently into the city of Annesis to the Duke of Quelevel. Being magically connected to Elena, she returns to her master without any hesitation.

"Squeak!"

　a small but still sharp clawed forefoot pounding the window
　Of course, the action was to be very careful not to damage the window with nails growing from that hand.
　Then Elena, who was in the room, notices him and greets him with a smile open.

"Yero, you've come back well. I'm glad you don't seem to be hurt."

　Elena, dressed in a dress, hugs Yero against the rich hill.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

　Yero itself is not an ordinary creature, since it is an errand made by magic. This would not suffocate without breathing, but it was only natural that he would want to go wild if he were held back by a huge twin hill.

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry. in spite of one's joy "And did you pass me the letter safely?"

　He unwraps the cloth that was wrapped around his body, caressing the violent yellow calmly. Elena smiles faintly at the sight of an envelope containing a letter in the cloth, and the sender of the envelope says "Ray."
　Many viewers will probably be captivated by the beauty of the princess shogun and the charm of a girl in love.

"Excuse me, Elena," Here's your tea."

　and of course Arra, a close friend and a member of the Guards Knights, who had known Elena since childhood.
　The glamorous look on Elena's face as soon as she entered the room almost dropped the tray she had in her hand.
　Still, it wasn't that difficult for Arla, who had grown up with Elena, to manage her momentary confusion.

"You look quite pleased, Mr. Elena," ... Oh, Yero? I see. Did you get a letter from Mr. Ray?"
"Huh? Well, that's what happens."

　Although Elena tried to mislead her because she was aware that she was smiling, she realized that such misdeeds could not be communicated to Arra, who had been with her for many years, so she gave a small sigh and reluctantly admitted it.
　Then he pulls the letter out of the envelope, embarrassed by the way Aara looks at him with a smile.
　He takes a sip of Arra's tea to calm himself down and reads through the letter.

"Well, I see," It's a magic item. The thorny spear is a very dangerous name, but...If the performance is as good as the letter says, it may not be incompatible with Ray's fighting style of throwing spears."

　a pickle
　Elena glances at the sentence as she looks over the letter. The expression on his face is astonishing. or impatience And confusion. ... Finally, jealousy. He has mixed emotions on his face.

"Mr. Elena?"

　Elena, her lord, asked her without thinking of it, but Elena didn't seem to notice it was a sentence. In other words, I have repeatedly seen the dark elf's beauty as the guildmaster of the Guild, the adventurer of the city of Guilm.
　Then he carried a cup of tea to his mouth to calm himself down, but his arms trembled slightly, perhaps from agitation, and the tea in the cup was waving.
　Still, I should have said that I wasn't upset enough to overflow the cup of tea. Or should I say that it is immature to be upset like a maiden? Anyway, calming down with a cup of tea, Elena turns to Arla.

"Ahla, did you say that you met the guildmaster and the deputy lord in the city of Barr?"
"What? Oh, yes. I'm sure we've met."

　Confused by the sudden change of subject, Arra nods, pouring tea into Elena's empty cup.

"And what were they like?"
"What? I think I reported that before."
"No, it's not. What I'm listening to now is not their abilities, but their personalities and looks."
"…Mr. Deerlogo, who is also acting as a lord, was a person who was bold and didn't care about detailed rules. Mr. Seith, the guildmaster, was thoughtful and open-minded."
"How do you look? If you become a deputy lord or guildmaster, you are of a suitable age."
"Well, I think it's okay to describe them both as elderly."

　an arra nodding as if it were only natural
　Whether it's Deerlogo or Seis, he's an adventurer. In other words, it's a commoner. If this was an aristocrat, it was possible that he would hold an important post in his twenties, but it was impossible for ordinary people to do so without something close to miracles.

"Then, of course, the Dark Elf in this letter must be of appropriate age. No, but when it comes to elves, they must think they look youthful."

　Elena begins to worry with a serious face, but soon finds herself curled up on the edge of the sofa and sleeping.
　Yes, of the several orders I had ordered to Yero, I was going to see with my own eyes who was on Ray's side and who I liked.

"Yero,"
"Squeak?"

　Yellow, whose name is called and whose face turns to Elena.
　He holds up his torso and sticks his forehead together.

"Yero, show me the woman you saw near Ray."
"Squeak!"

　Leave it to me, and the memories of Yero's eyes flow into Elena through her touching forehead.
　Elena receives the compressed images, feeling the pressure from the many images, frowning lightly. This ability to receive what Yero himself has seen is the greatest merit of being a messenger.
　The most powerful errand is due to the existence of dragon language magic.
　And Elena's mind is filled with a cat beastly woman who openly seduces Ray, and a woman next to her who tries to hold a friendly conversation with Ray.
　Needless to say, it's Kenny and Lenora, the Guild's receptionists.

"...not at all. Even though she had given my lips, she was distracted by another woman. However, there is no guildmaster of the essence, but it's no use asking too much."

　Regardless of Lenora, the reason why I didn't feel so threatened when I saw Kenny clearly sending autumn waves to Ray was probably because he didn't seem to be so attracted to him when I saw him through Yero. Or perhaps it was because she was distracted by the words in the letter that she was beautiful against the Dark Elf.Only Elena herself will know about that. Or perhaps even Elena herself didn't know what was going on in her mind.
　Anyway, for a while from this day on, Elena spends her time pondering what the dark elves in the city of Gilm are like.
　Or perhaps some information could have been obtained by using the Duke of Quevel's network. However, few people could afford the war that would surely break out next spring, so I couldn't say such a thing.And Elena herself had the task of training herself and her subordinates for the war, far from it.





"Welcome, Mr. Ray,"

　The day after the battle against the Icebirds, Ray was visiting Baron Cisne with Seto.
　They are greeted by an assier and led to the drawing room, just as they have visited several times before.
　There was no particular conversation as it was not long after entering the house to the reception room, but it was easy for Ray to imagine that he might have cried the day before when he saw Assie's eyes red and swollen.
　He was such an assier, but his eyes were the only vestiges of crying the day before, and he didn't show any attitude.
　Impressed by the maid's example of her behavior, as soon as she entered the reception room, Muet stood up from the sofa where she was sitting and approached.

"Mr. Ray! Yesterday, indeed... Thank you very much."

　A deep bowing muet. It was a scene that would have infuriated anyone who misunderstood the pride of being a noble, but it had nothing to do with Muet. Most importantly, he protected his only son, Basrero, from the attack of Icebirds. Of course, the magic item was intact, but for Muet, bowing was the best way to express his gratitude.
　You must have accepted that sincere feeling. Ray also nods a little before opening his mouth.

"Don't worry. I told the Assier that I had been asked to do combat training, so if I thought yesterday's battle was part of it, I'd have to do it."
"But... I hear that Baslello crept into the carriage without permission." If it weren't for it..."

　A raised Muet looks at Basrero, who stands up from the sofa and bows his head like himself.

"…Huh. Yesterday's incident was certainly a dangerous one in many ways. However, as I have said over and over again, if you look at the actual scene with your own eyes and think about it as if you had experienced it, it's not useless. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "

　Ray glances at Basrero.

"When you take action next time, you have to think carefully about your ability. Otherwise, I shall die with not only myself, but also my companions."
"...yes,"

　Basrero nods softly to Rey's words. There was little brightness in his expression when he and Ray had been trained until recently. Muet, who had heard through Assie that he had sneaked into a carriage and joined the fight against Icebirds, had lectured and even cried.
　Seeing his father, Basrero realized again how dangerous he had been. The results are quite different now than they were a few days ago.

"Oh... look, Basrero." Think: If you hadn't known anything, it might have been more deadly for you to experience the way you did yesterday. That's when the adventurers at the party are on the verge of life or death. Fortunately, however, you saw the real battlefield. That's also in a situation where there are Rank C parties like me, Seto, or Mireneu and Eccrill. With that in mind, may I say that you were lucky in your action?"
"...yes,"
"So don't repeat the same mistake from now on. And make use of this experience. and if you can be an adventurer or head of a noble family, and make use of your experience in the face of someone like you are now."
"Yes,"

　Basrero nods immediately, wondering if Rey's words gave him some energy.
　And Muet and Assier smile slightly at the sight of Basrero.

"Thank you very much. This time, I really appreciate a lot of things."
"I've told you many times that it was within the scope of this request. Don't worry so much. Well... If you remember this incident the next time something happens, just lend me a hand. as far as I can help you, of course.
"Yes, I promise to put it in the name of Baron Cisne. if the Baroness of Cisne remained until then."

　They must have tried to calm the atmosphere. A muet that is said with a smile that seems to be able to be expressed as fluffy.

"First of all, this is the certificate of completion of the request. Please submit it to the guild."

　I received a document with Muet's name on it and successfully completed my request for combat training despite many unexpected events.