Unnamed Most Powerful Mage

"Good morning, Yuma"

"Looks like you slept well."

"Yes, because this is normal in Wangdu -"

"Really?

I cheek and chew on my mouth when I chop a thousand pieces of bread in the tavern on the ground floor while giving back words to Emerada as I stretch.

Until now, sleeping all over the woods and plains, I'm not used to what I call a bustle.

Thanks to this lack of sleep.

"Mr. Yuma looks asleep."

"Well, it's made of me or something delicate."

"It's like I'm missing a delicacy," he said.

"That's not true"

Deny Emerada's words.

"Ever since I left the village of Alai, I've basically lived sleeping in the woods and plains... I just can't sleep where there's a lot of people's hustle and bustle"

"Heh, I know. The village of Alai, where Yuma lived, was a quiet place."

"Well. So, what about Melty?

"Melty, she's still asleep. I'm sure I was tired looking around the market yesterday."

"Right..."

"Mr. Yuma, so..., it's about Merti - the king's capital we're on our way to is a place where Earth Theism and the power of the Dragon King are strong. Mr. Merti, to the Duke of Baltic..."

"No, you should stop that"

I do have the Duke of Baltic on my side who can smell gold, but I don't know when he will betray us to protect us.

With that status quo, we can't leave a girl as old as Aria, my sister with amnesia, who can't tell right or left.

I want to avoid showing this weakness as much as possible.

"Then what do you do?

"Let's just say I'll take you to the King's Capital. If I get my memories back in the meantime, I'll be fine."

"Really..."

"Do you think Emerada should ask the Duke of Bardo?

"No. I don't hear very good rumors about him, so..."

"- Then you should take Melty either way. For once, I've loaded up the food, so can you wake up Melty and keep her in the carriage?

"Okay. Well, we'll have breakfast here, and then we'll get you ready to move."

After dropping off the hindsight of Emerada as she ascends from the tavern to the second floor where she is accommodated, she turns her gaze to Rascal, the butler arranged by the Duke of Bardo.

"Dear Yuma, what has happened to you?

"First, I'd like to ask the Duke of Bardo..."

"Is that other than immigration?

"Well, it will. Of course - I'll pay for that later"

"Okay. I will now report to the Lord. What is it like?

"Actually..."

I will briefly explain to Rascal the hand I wish to strike before heading to the king's capital.

"I see... that means you want to make a noble takeover"

"It will. I don't put threads on gold."

"I'm in awe. I will now report to the Lord as such."