He replied to Beid as if nothing had happened. He wanted to believe that the mysterious flying object was not the greatsword.
People called this an escapism.
“To tell you the truth, a sword has flown toward the royal castle. From the investigation we had, it was either from the north or from the east. Didn’t you go to eastern forest? Did you saw anything?”
“…No, I didn’t see it. Were there any injuries?”
From the story, no people were hurt, as the sword fell and stuck to the castle wall. Good grief, it was absurd that a sword flew over the rampart.”
“It’s a good thing that no one got hurt.”
He breathed a sigh of relief at the words of no human injury.
“Let’s confirm the direction firmly.”
He made a promise to himself at that moment.
“Huh? What?”
“No, It’s nothing. May I go now?”