Ray, Iskeld, and Seto, who are finished eating udon, go down the main street in plenty.
　Then, in due course, I saw a large building near the heart of Graciale.
　The building was surrounded by numerous buildings, and a large plot of land was prepared.
　I could easily tell what kind of building was in front of me, considering what Ray had come to this Graciale.

"Is this the military academy?"
"Yes, Duke of Quent... I was looking forward to seeing Ray, but now I'm busy." It's a little far from that."

　Ray, who understood from Iskeld that Ronald was the Duke of Quent... that Ronald Quent was the name of Marka's father, could somehow understand why Ronald was busy.

"Ah... is that about discipline?"
"Oh, there are a lot of people with problems, and Mr. Ronald is having a lot of trouble. and we'll probably only see each other tomorrow night."

　Iskeld's tone of addressing the Duke of Quent is familiar.
　It was easy to imagine from the appearance what the faithful man in front of him was feeling for the person he was working for.

(He is, however, Marka's father. Besides, seeing the development of this Gracial, it is certain that the Duke of Quent is a man of ability. It's just amazing that we manage this city, which is bigger than Gilm.)

　People in power are generally disliked by more or less subordinates.
　But between the time of entering Graciale and Ray's arrival, the number of people who spoke ill of the Duke of Quento was surprisingly small.
　Of course it would be premature to assume that the Duke of Quent was fully supported by that alone.
　Still, as far as Ray could see, it was true that more people were grateful to the Duke of Quent.

(I had a bad impression of the King's faction.)

　Among Ray's followers, the king's faction is largely due to the fact that it was the most recent problem.
　It also vividly remembers the disgraceful behavior of the royalists in last spring's war against the Westian Empire.
　Given the circumstances, Ray's image of the royalists was undoubtedly extremely bad.
　I understood, however, that's not the only thing, given the existence of Marka.

"Well, good, I understand that I'll see the Duke of Quent tomorrow, and I understand that I'll teach here. But why are you here now?"
"Huh? That's because you'll live here while you teach?"
"... Am I going to live here?"
"Oh, there's a dormitory for the staff, and I'm going to have them spend their time there. I was supposed to have a mansion ready, but Mr. Marka told me that Ray didn't like it."
"By the way, may I ask you what kind of mansion you intended to have?"
"Well, it was a rather large house that first came up with the idea. It's because it's got us into the mess of the royalists. The one who gave this opinion probably suggested that there should be no inconvenience to him. . . . Mr. Marka said that in that case, Ray would feel much inconvenience."

　In Iskeld's words, Ray inwardly thanks Marka.

(That's very well said it. If it had been such a mansion, I wouldn't have gone home... but I would have had to stay there separately.)

　In the first place, Ray himself doesn't want to live under the tutelage of maids and butlers.
　It would be a lie if I said I wasn't interested, but I still thought it wouldn't rest me mentally if I had strangers around me all the time.
　It's not a great pleasure for Ray to be cared for by a complete stranger, unless this is the kind of person he's willing to do.
　But if you live in a dormitory, there are some things that make you uneasy.
　The most important thing is...

"It's true that a dormitory is better than a mansion like that." But what will he do in that case? You can't let him live in the dormitory, can you?"
"Grull?"

　You must have found yourself talking. Seto's anxious eyes turn toward Iskeld, purring.
　The Iskeld is probably already accustomed to the existence of Set. Smiling, reaching out and stroking his head as he turned his gaze toward him.

"Don't worry. There are many men who bring their own horses to this military academy. There are Timers and Summoners."
"I'm glad to hear that, but the magic of summoning Timer? ... It's a military academy, right? I thought they were raising only knights."
"That's not wrong, either. Many would like to be knighted, and many would join the Knights of Quent after actually graduating from this school. But some of the graduates of this school become adventurers every year."
"... the military academy?"

　Wasn't it a military academy instructor that he would undertake?
　As Ray asks, Iskeld nods without a trace of feeling.

"It's called the Military Academy, but the truth is that."
"Don't let the nobles complain. I think it would be easy to say that if you were a nobleman I knew, you would study with a commoner! or why you should learn with a lowly man who aspires to be an adventurer when you go to school for the purpose of knighthood."
"...what kind of nobles have you ever been associated with? I don't deny that there is such an aristocrat."

　In other words, this discipline is enforced only in order to wipe out such nobles.
　However, only those who have gone too far this time will be excluded, like keepers.
　The aim was that those who had been arrogant might change their minds when they were seen to have been excluded.
　Ray didn't expect the aristocrats to change their ways so easily.

"There were many nobles," Naturally, some of them liked it. But some of them are like keepers who caused this incident. It's true that..."
"Really?"
"Oh, no. It's nothing."

　It's not just the royal faction that has such nobles. In fact, the aristocrats are more likely to stop saying that.
　Of course Iskeld would understand that there are such aristocrats in the aristocracy.
　Still, I didn't think I'd bother to say anything to the detriment of the aristocracy here.
　Although Marka did not turn too much hostility toward the royalists, it was still significant that he learned of the existence of a keep.
　There is also a sense of obligation to the aristocracy with Elena, but in today's Rey, the aristocracy is more important than the royalists.
　...however, it might have been a different story if the neutrals had joined us.

"Well, let's go in anyway," I'm in class now, so it's not noisy, but if I'm found after class, I'll have a lot of trouble."
"Is it troublesome?"
"Looks like this, I'm a lot of famous people in Gracial. Besides, I'm not the only one. You stand out enough because you have a Gryphon with you. If you do that, you'll certainly get yourself into trouble. I think it's troublesome in a different way than I am."Ray somehow understands Iskeld's point.
　If you're alone, you're unlikely to be identified as an adventurer nicknamed crimson.
　I don't have a death size now, and just wearing a cover-up dragon robe is the best way to be recognized as an adventurer as usual wizard.
　But... if you have Sett next to Ray, you'll soon understand him.
　for there is no one but Ray who is subservient to the Gryphon.

(Well, I can't deny the possibility that some of them are actually subservient to the Gryphon, just because they haven't come out yet. No, I'm quite convinced. I think there are a lot of things behind this world

　Suddenly, I think of the holy light religion that Ray encountered in Egzil.
　I haven't encountered it since, but it's probably just a coincidence that the Holy Light and Ray's didn't overlap.
　However, in the kingdom of Mireana, the incident at Egzil has been reported, and many places are being looked upon harshly.
　The reason why they are still not completely excluded is because they benefit from the existence of the Holy Light.

(Well, I guess it was because I was in the Empire of Bestia. After that, I went straight back to the frontier guillem. Then is it only the kingdom of Mileana that the Sacrament acts in, as is the case in the small countries around it.)

　Ray has a slight bad feeling, but suddenly he feels something warm in his hand and looks there.
　There, Seto was rubbing his head gently against Ray's hand.
　as if to cheer up

"I'm sorry, Set. Well, it's no use worrying about me."
"Huh? What's wrong?"

　Iskeld, watching Ray and Sett communicate, asks with an expression that he doesn't understand what happened.

"No, it's nothing. You're going inside, aren't you? If you're going to make a fuss if you stay still here, let's get in right away."

　Even in this state of affairs, those who pass by the military academy are turning their eyes to the Lays.
　Half of them opened their eyes in amazement at the first sight of Sett, then looked relieved at the sight of Iskeld together, and finally looked convinced at Ray, or wondered why such a child was with Iskeld.
　The people who see Ray with conviction will be those who know him by word of mouth.
　The question is whether they know nothing about Ray, or whether they think Ray is a member of Iskeld's rather than Gryphon's.
　At any rate, Ray, Iskeld and Sett enter the military academy, receiving various glances from those around them.

(If there were noblemen passing by, it would be nice to call them gatekeepers, but there's no one in sight at all.) Is it intentional, as it is the duke's territory, that he cannot hire a gatekeeper for lack of money?"

　Follow Iskeld, questioning.
　I walked for about ten minutes before I saw a four-story building.
　I understand that quite a few years have passed since it was built, but I think it's because it's been cherished so much that it gives a sense of history, not because it's old-fashionedness.

"This is the dormitory where Ray will live."
"... you know, Iskeld," I hope this is a dormitory, but what's going on with Sett's stable? I'd like to see that first."

　Perhaps he didn't expect such a remark to be answered, Iskeld opens his mouth with a momentary blank look on his face.

"Of course I'll show you around properly. I was just the first to show them around because this dormitory was so close."
"Well, I'll take good care of the stable, too." -- I'll ask you just in case, but you've got it through, haven't you?"

　Ray asks while watching Sett.
　They bring monsters the size of the Gryphon, and if they don't talk about them, the caregivers will be absolutely astonished.
　Ray argues, however, that most people can get along with each other by spending a certain amount of time.

(Millainu and Johanna have gone too far in many ways)

　They drive their excessive love into Seto out of their heads and follow the path with Iskeld.
　We arrived at the stable about a ten-minute walk from the dormitory.

"... very small,"

　That's what Ray said first when he looked at the stable.
　In fact, the stables in front of us are by no means large.
　It's smaller than what's in the Wheat House at dusk.
　The stables of the military academy, where many nobles and commoners were gathered, clearly had to be questioned.

"Oh, it's not for the cadets, but for the staff, including the instructor, here." This size is enough."
"...do you go out of your way to divide it?"
"That's the case. I'll go further than that. I don't have that much time either. If you show me here and your room, I'll have a staff member at the military academy take care of me."

　Saying so, Iskeld enters the stable.
　Ray and Sett followed it... as a matter of course the men in charge of the stable were surprised at the sight of Iskeld, surprised at the sight of Sett, and doubted at the sight of Ray, but it was probably because there was no other building around the stable.