At first, Ray didn't understand what the Trajist sitting in front of him was saying.
　Of course it's not that I don't understand the meaning of the word.
　I didn't understand why he was saying that to me.
　I have already told them that I am pro-Milliana.
　But why?
　Not only did Ray think so, but so did the others here.
　The most disturbed of all are those of the Guards Knights to guard Trajist.
　Naturally, the Knights of the Imperial Guard are composed of a large number of aristocrats.
　Some of them come from adventurers, but they are very few.
　This also means preferential treatment for nobles, but Konoe Knights, as well as their ability, require good manners.
　Of course, even if you say that you give preferential treatment to nobles, those who are proud of their family background or who want to join only by connections will be rejected without any questions or answers.
　More than a certain amount of power, good manners, and high loyalty to the Imperial family are required because of their position as Konoe Knights. Such men were made up of the Knights Guards.
　That's why I couldn't believe what Trajist said would make Ray an honorary nobleman.

"Your Majesty the Trajist,"

　One of the Knights of the Guards was about to interrupt, but Trajist's reply was silent and only glanced at it.
　Just by looking at him, the Knight Guards, who started to say something, can't speak any more.
　Originally, in order to attain the status of nobility, it was common for ordinary people to achieve the status of quasi-nobles called knights, and then to achieve several more achievements, to obtain the status of baron with the lowest peerage among aristocrats.
　Of course, it's not easy to name a feat that makes you a knight to a baron.
　It was more than a decade ago that the last person to be raised from knight to baron.
　Trajist said he would give the rank of count even though there were so many difficult barriers to becoming a nobleman from the commoner.
　As a knight of the guards, who was very proud of being a noble, it was not acceptable.
　However, if you ask me what I can do, I can't do anything.
　If this is an ordinary person with no power, they could do something behind the scenes.
　Of course you need to be cautious, as the emperor's trajist manages the human resources you want, but you can still do it if you want to do something about it.
　In this case, however, he is not just an ordinary person.
　No, since he is not a noble, he may not be mistaken for being an ordinary person, but he is a high-ranking adventurer called Rank B Adventurer, and more than that, he is a crimson Ray who is renowned in the Westian Empire.
　Ray's behavior so far has shown that he will face a strong counterattack if he touches it carelessly.
　If things go well, it may lead to Ray's antagonism to the Westian Empire, but objectively, the chances of the plot going well are very low.
　Ray is close to the likes of Mercurio, Theoreum, Fritzione, Angela, and others of both standing and ability.
　You can't do anything about it if you think your house is going to be destroyed if you act badly.
　If Ray's companionship was normal, it would be possible to set up an ill-considered aristocrat... but if you do that to this face, you'll have a good chance of reaching the aristocrat he started. 　
　With that in mind, all the knights could do was pray that Ray would turn down the proposal from the Trajist.

"Even so... as I said earlier, I belong to the Kingdom of Milliana. I don't think it's pleasant for me to receive a peerage in the Westian Empire even if I don't have any real interests."
"Well, it may indeed be so," But why do you support the kingdom of Mileana so much? This is a pure question, but isn't the kingdom of Mileana a difficult place for you to live?"

　The Trajist's expression was purely questionable, not that there was any trick.

"Well, I don't deny it. But as I said earlier, as long as I am based in Gilm, a remote area, I don't particularly care about that."
"…I really want to confer a peerage on you. Why don't you say so, but refuse?"
"Yes, there is no loyalty or patriotism in the kingdom of Milliana itself. But if I were to fight against the people of Guilm or a few friends, I regret to say that I would not accept the peerage."
"That's too bad,"

　The Trajist's voice muttered only in his mouth, but as long as everyone listened to Ray and Trajist's interaction, it mysteriously went into the ears of those present.
　That's why I can see that the murmur is from the heartfelt.

"I don't think so, but, as I say, the Empire of Bestia has enough manpower. If I were included in it, wouldn't it distort the existence of the Empire of Bestia?"
"Skew? That's fine. Stability is what everyone wants, but a few mistakes lead to stagnation. And stagnation produces decay. Let the dammed river rot. Rather, it is always better for the Westian Empire itself to continue to change. That's what I think, and that's why I've developed the Empire so far."

　His words, showing his absolute self-esteem in his beliefs, do not even give him a faint jolt.

(I see. This is the emperor of a great country called the Empire of Bestia... or perhaps because he is such a man, he could have made the country this big.)

　Ray has a semi-instinctive understanding of why a man named Trajist is so active.

"I understand your story. But I refuse to accept the peerage."

　If you make a lame answer to the other person here, they might mislead you.
　After deciding so, Ray clearly continues to say no.

"...if you refuse so many requests?"
"Yes, I'm sorry."

　Trajist's gaze at Ray is sharp and even sanguine.
　Still, Ray tells her plainly, thinking that if she doesn't do well, there might be a fight here.
　If we had left Mistilling in the hands of the Empire, we might have had to compromise.
　But the mistling is now in a locked box and Ray has the key.
　And most importantly, even if it comes to a fight, Ray has the Emperor's red armor, which can be called his inner hand.
　Unlike magic that cannot be used without a cane-like engine -- in Ray's case, it's death-size -- skill doesn't require a magic engine.
　In other words, he was bullish because he judged that he could do anything with his own ability when it came to the crunch.
　Even in battle here, only Theoreum and Angela and the Knights of the Guards are likely to be enemies.
　Although Vihela is the strongest enemy in terms of military power, Ray did not seem to be hostile in this context.
　The room is filled with tension, and the air itself gives the illusion of exhaustion just by breathing.
　It was Trajist who created the tension, but it was also Trajist who broke the tension.

"Yes, yes, yes. I can't believe you've refused even if you've been told so much. I like it!"

　A moment ago, I laughed so hard that I wanted to tell you what the tense atmosphere was.
　There's no one here who can say that to a trajist.
　Listening to the laughter, Trajist laughs again at Ray, who thinks there might have been some noise.

"Well, I think it was your promise that Teoreme and Mercurio would reward you with magic items."

　It was a casual remark from the Trajist, but it was the two of them who were now named that made their faces tense for a moment.
　Surely they were going to hire Ray for his magic items.
　But it's only known by Ray and Theoreum, and by those who were there, such as Vihela and Elena.
　At the very least, this is what I should have known in the present-day Westian Empire.
　And none of them have spoken about it to Trajist.
　But somehow the Trajist knew the story.
　It meant that Trajist's network of information was longer than expected.
　Trajist notices the surroundings, but he continues to speak to Ray without saying anything special about it.

"Well, I am pleased with your master. the saying that a title is unnecessary even by name the strength of one's youth to fight even with noise The state of it is rather pleasant. I will therefore give it to you."Tell him so and take a metal card out of his pocket.
　When people see it, they twitch their faces again.
　Those who saw the metal card in Trajist's hand looked stunned, not as much as they had earlier said they would grant Ray a peerage.
　Trajist slides a metal card straight on the table towards Vihela.
　The metal card Vichela received went straight into Ray's hand.
　Wondering from his surroundings that the metal card was something to spare, Ray was at a loss for a moment what to do, but couldn't turn back as long as it was something given to him by the emperor, and turned to the metal card in his hand.

"This is..."

　Ray, who has no background in art.
　Still, he exclaims at the elaborate carving of a metal card in his hand in hand.
　I'm not carving any particular scene. Still, the intricate carvings, such as overlapping curves and straight lines, gave simultaneous viewers the opposite impression of simplicity and precision.
　"More than anything, the sentence ""This man is a friend of the Empire of Bestia"" engraved on a metal card."

"A friend of the Vestian Empire." He is a demonstrator of the position. How do you feel... will you accept it?"

　Now that I've retired this far, I can't compromise any further.
　Ray is bewildered by the trajist who tells him so implicitly.
　This metal card would certainly be better than the status of honorary nobility.
　If he became an honorary nobleman, he would have to make it public both at home and abroad, which would make it difficult for Ray to return to the kingdom of Milliana.
　It is certain that at least the kingdom of Milliana will draw the attention of vigilance, and we will not be able to be in the same easy position as before.
　Ray's name, however, is much more widespread than he thinks, because he is nicknamed crimson, and because of his subservience to the Gryphon. It's true that it's harder to move than it used to be at that point, but he wasn't very aware of it.

(What happens if you receive this? If you use it within the Kingdom of Milliana, you'll certainly end up with a lot of bad things. But unlike when he became a nobleman, he would not spread it to the people around him. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　After thinking that far, Ray opens his mouth just in case.

"If I receive this metal card, will it be published at home and abroad?"

　Trajist shakes his head in amusement at Ray's words.

"This is only personal, unlike a peerage. Therefore, I have no intention of making it public. But if you want me to make it public, I don't think so."
"No, if that's the case, I'll be glad to accept it."

　Ray bows back and puts the metal card back on the table.
　The Trajist, the emperor of the Bestian Empire, told me so far that I couldn't refuse the offer.
　In addition, since they understand their position and are given something that they don't have to disclose, they end up accepting it, although they were a little worried about receiving such consideration.

"Well, if you say so, it would have been more than worth preparing it for. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

　The laughter of a jolly trajist echoed through the room.
　The laughter finally breathes relief into the rest of the room.
　But Ray doesn't notice. The metal card could be a bombshell more than a peerage if it were not done well.