A room in the puppet city of Philos. It was a small room among the several offices that the heraldry community had set up to govern the city.

　In this room, there is no need to store or record important documents. It was just a place for people to say things and keep them in a corner of their minds. So there was no problem with a very small room.

　It may have been a meeting, but it was not a formal one. In that case, there would always be a recorder. In that case, there would always be a recorder. Without that, externally this was just a casual exchange of opinions.

　Hence, this event and its participants are not officially recorded. No official record was made.

　One of the participants. One of the participants, an elderly man, speaks plainly.

There's nothing you can do about it. With his people moving and the saints behind him. There's no one in practice who can oppose him face to face.

　And with the Queen of Gazalia on his shoulder, he can't even move his lips. So the man continued.

　The words that came out unabashedly may seem blunt, but this was the man's usual attitude. And so, surprisingly, the man does not have a bad reputation in that respect.

　To be able to speak frankly is actually a rare talent. And yet, he was also an honest man on the practical side. Things are either good or bad. That's what he's good at.

　It is because of these abilities that he holds the position of chief administrator in the city of Philos. A few gray hairs mixed in between his hair gave a hint of the hardships of a man who manages an entire city.

...... All right. I'll tell you what you need to know.

　I'm not sure what to say. The old man with the wrinkles etched into his face nodded. The man swallowed down his words with some tension, though he did not show it on his face.

　The old man was Salainio, a heraldic figure. He has been involved in the affairs of the heraldry since before the birth of the current saint, and is the one who rebuilt the organizational foundation of the heraldry that was on the verge of collapse.

　He used to be a scholar, and his knowledge and historical insight are remarkable. In fact, he is still in the position of advisor to the heraldic order.

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　--It's because of the behavior of Lugis, the hero of heraldry.

　In short, Salainio is very unhappy with the current situation regarding his person. Of course, not only him but most of the heraldic old men.

　There is an aspect of Salainio's voice that is somewhat resentful.

　What is he? Where does he come from, who is he?

　The man remembered hearing the exasperated voice of the old men many times. Who was that person the saint had withdrawn herself from?

　But that was to be expected. That young man, Lugis, was said to have started out as nothing more than an adventurer. We don't know his origins or his lineage. A horse's bone.

　At some point, he became an ally of the heraldry. He was made an ally and even a hero of heraldry. And they gave him the two letters of the sigil, the authority of heraldry.

　It is not difficult to imagine that the elders, who had been the cornerstone of the heraldry for a long time, would be in a mood to do something to a young man they did not know well.

　Of course, in the process, the saint Mattia was also given a lot of words, but it is another story if you can accept everything right away. You may be able to understand it as knowledge, but it is not so easy to be emotionally convinced.

　I wonder how it is possible for a heraldic person, who values intellect and reason, to be swayed by emotions. However, since the organization is made up of human beings, that point cannot be helped. The man understood that there were not many people who could give up all their emotions.

There was talk on the floor of interfering directly with the Garleist Kingdom. What were the details?

　A voice like the scraping of a dead tree. The old woman's voice echoed in the room, but her tone was still strong. She may be sixty years old, but she still had a strange spirit in her eyes.

　She, too, must have had a lot on her mind about what Lugis had done. The air in the room was momentarily oppressed by her irritating voice.

This is where the saint Mattia is asking for the heroes. It would be better if the matter is settled this evening. The same goes for the matter of Jail Bella.

　A young voice, unusual for this place, replied. The woman nodded and let out a breath.

　Apparently, she was still unhappy. The man shakes his gray hair and clears his throat unnoticed.

　It was the tyrannical behavior of the man that had aroused the emotions of the seniors.

　When they were still collaborators, they did not care how he acted. Adventurers have always preferred to act autonomously.

　Adventurers are a race that doesn't understand the fundamentals of organization. They don't like to follow orders, they like to make their own decisions. So the fact that Lugis was a former adventurer was well understood by the man.

　But it is not right for a herald of the heraldry or a holder of the golden coat of arms. This is the honest voice of Salainio and the seniors.

　It is not right for a man of the organization to move alone and make decisions on his own. It is impossible for a heraldic cult that values intelligence and reason to do so. The organization cannot be sustained then.



　It's the right word. It makes sense.

　But the man had a hunch that it was just a front after all. The man traces the edge of his glasses earnestly. What the old men are really concerned about is something else. A more snobbish part.

　They're worried that he'll continue to build up his success and glory and thus become the absolute monarch of heraldry. And then the authority of the seniors will be stripped away.

　However, the man thinks that Salainio is a different story. He's a monster of heraldry and doctrine. He has the talent to make the organization work and the ambition to match. Still, his principles prevail over his ambition. That's who he was.

　That's why he doesn't like Lugis's tyrannical behavior any more than I do. At any rate, the heraldry is now in a situation where it is half affirmed.

　There is no mechanism to stop those who have the support of Saint Mattia and Queen Erdis. I'm not sure what to make of that. It will always be the right thing to do.

　If it is just an ordinary person who is supported by this. It would have been a one-time emergency.

　An abomination to the Elders and a delight to the heraldry. Lugis was an undeniable hero. His accomplishments are indisputably glorious. There's no hiding it.

　And so, to the common man, he is an object of reverence as he leads us to success.

　As long as victory and glory are on his back, the pragmatic saints and the general public will affirm him. No matter how many disciplines are crushed and oaths are broken on the way there.

　Because of this background, the seniors were not able to interfere with him easily. Once he drew his bow, the moment he made a poor move, he might be shot dead himself. That would be very bad.

　Therefore, his anger would not be revealed, but would be kept behind the scenes as a plot. No one can know, no one can know.

　How can I restrain him? How to take away his authority. What is the best way to end this?

　--Now is still good. It's still good. But great heroes always leave a legacy. That's why they must meet their end at the same time as the war ends.

　The man understands that this is the common understanding of the people here. The decapitating blade must be discarded when there are no more condemned.

　In reality, however, the man was not as definite in his attitude toward Lugis as the people around him.

　No, in terms of reason. This kind of scheme is necessary. The greater the power, the greater the need for deterrence to counter it as an organization. Given that the man is not a true herald, there is no amount of preparation that will suffice.

　But on an emotional level. Frankly, I can't help but feel elated by what he's done.

　The man knows what he is capable of. I can't do that. You can tell if something is possible or impossible before you even step foot on it. The man had that much insight.

　I'm sure Lugis doesn't do that. That's why he can behave like that. Great deeds and foolish deeds are two sides of the same coin.

　He doesn't say it out loud. But there's a little bit of hope. That's all. The man scoffed to himself, wondering what he was thinking at an age when his gray hair was starting to show.

　The exchange of ideas was filled with the words of those who wanted to be a deterrent to his person. Salainio is one of the central figures.

　And today, there was another central figure. In fact, it was precisely because of her that he had taken the trouble to set up an exchange of views in the puppet city of Philos. It is only because she is a person who moves around from country to country and is not easily caught.

　Salainio moved his wrinkled lips and asked.

I want to hear what you have to say, Anne. I don't know where he's going with this. How much of it is serious and how much is just a bargaining chip?

　Largd-Anne met Salainio's firm gaze and replied indifferently. There was no hint of hesitation or any other emotion in his reply.

　He acted as he always did in this situation and said.

I know you mean everything you say. He's a surprisingly good liar. If he says he's going to swing a sword, he'll just swing it. That's just the way he is.

　Anne said with a thin smile on her face and her chin back.

"So I'll show you the way. That's why I'm going to show you the way, so that you can make your final decision make sense to me.