Chief of the Milis Continent Customs House, Duke Baqciel von Wieser."
That pig looks just like a pig.
Ah, my mistake.
That man looks just like a pig.
The area around his neck is covered in fat, and his chin is completely buried in it.
Light blonde hair clings to his skin.
There are shadows under his eyes, and he gives off the impression of a tanuki.
He looks both like a pig, and a tanuki, and he isn't hiding his displeasure.
In the past, I've seen a man like this somwhere before.
It was in the mirror.
"Hmph. For a filthy demon to bring me such a letter is..."
Baqciel is sitting in an extravagant leather chair.
Without standing, he strikes the sheet of paper in his hand.
While the chair squeaks, he glares over at us.
A tool for opening wax seals can be seen sitting on a high class work desk, amongst a lot of documents.
In other words, the paper is probably the letter we handed over.
"This letter has quite the name[3]. The seal looks quite similar to the real thing as well. However, I won't be fooled. This is a forgery."
Baqciel had thrown the letter away. I reflectively catch it.
================================================================================
Though this person is a Supard, they are someone I owe a great debt to.
Though they are of few words, they possess an admirable spirit.
You shall waive their voyage fee, and courteously send them to the Central Continent.
Galgard Nash Venick
Grand Master, Order of Instruction
================================================================================
When I saw those words I nearly collapsed of dizziness.
Just where did he get the name Gouache Brush?
GAlgard naSH venick
GASH
Ah, so that's how he got Gouache?
If he's a good natured person, it's possible that he said something like 'Just call me Gash'.
If so, then Ruijerd might have taken this at face value, and was under the impression that it was his real name.
But then where did he get Brush from?
Moreover, that job position...
Grand Master of the Order of Instruction.
The Grand Master of one of Milis's three knight orders.
I'm starting to get a headache.
Why would someone like that be Ruijerd's acquaintance?
No, I can imagine how things are.
For instance... right, his position.
Becoming the Grand Master of the Order of Instruction meant that he was someone high up.
If it were made public that he was on good terms with a Supard, things would become bad.
That's why he used an alias, for example.
There's a simpler explanation as well.
Ruijerd had met him 40 years earlier, and in that time he had changed his name due to marriage or something, for example.
"To start with, that taciturn man would never do something like write a letter. I know that man quite well. It might be because he hates it, but he's a man who'll never write except for necessary documents and the like. For him to write a letter for a demon like you? Even jokes have their limits."
Speaking of Ruijerd, he's making a difficult expression.
The letter he had brought was judged to be a fake.
Considering his perspective, he might be thinking that it's because he's a Supard.
Actually, according to Paul, this Baqciel man is famous for hating the Demon Race.
That might not be completely wrong.
However, if Baqciel is famous for this, then regardless of if he's Gash or Galgard, he should know what kind of man Baqciel is.
In that case, it would be better for the contents of the letter to be a bit more persuasive.
There's also the possibility that the letter is a fake though...
No.
I recall Ruijerd's words.
Gash lives in a large building.
It's a building whose size is in the same league as Kishirisu Castle.
You can say that for a private residence, it's quite a large building.
However, if that were actually the headquarters of a knight order or something, then...
The building would be big, and there would probably be a lot of knights inside.
If that were the case, I would agree with Ruijerd's "He did have a lot of subordinates" comment.
Be that as it may, even if I did understand the situation, there'd be no meaning to it.
Baqciel has already concluded that the letter is a fake.
And having come this far, there's no way we can just say 'it was a forgery, I'm sorry and goodbye'.
I take a step forward.
"In other words, your Excellency is saying that this letter is a forgery?"
"Why are you[4]... Children should stay out of it."
Duke Baqciel had made a suspicious expression.
It feels like it's been a while since I've been treated like a child.
It's a fresh feeling.
I'm not treated like a child when I want to be treated like a child, and I'm treated like a child when I want to be treated as an adult.
It's outside of my control.
While thinking about this, for now I raise my right hand to my chest and give a greeting in the manner of a noble.
"Please excuse the lateness of my introduction. I am Rudeus Greyrat."
When I said this, Baqciel's eyebrow twitched.
"Greyrat... you say?"
"Yes. Though it is shameful, I am one of the lowest ranking members of the high ranked Asura noble family, Greyrat."
"Hm... But the Greyrats attach the name of an ancient wind god to theirs."
"Truly. I'm from a branch family, so giving such a name is something that isn't permitted."
Branch family.
When Baqciel hears this, he starts to look down on me.
In that instant, I point out Eris with an open hand.
"However, Eris-ojousama is a genuine holder of the Boreas Greyrat name."
Having tapped her on the back, Eris took a step forward.
She's looking at me with a surprised expression, but isn't perturbed beyond this level.
Her arms are folded, and her legs are shoulder width apart.
However, as if thinking 'No, no, not like this', she holds her chest out, and moves to perform a curtsy in the manner of a lady, but realising that she isn't wearing a skirt, she holds her hand to her chest and greets in the same way as I do.
"I'm the daughter of Philip Boreas Greyrat, Eris Boreas Greyrat."
On top of being kind of stiff, I get the feeling that what she did was a little wrong.
I try and determine Baqciel's expression.
It's a little hard to understand.
Well whatever.
I'll just rely on the influence of Eris' family from here.
"Hm, why is the daughter of an Asura noble in such a place?"
It's a natural question.
There's no need for lies here.
"Is your Excellency aware of the Mana calamity that befell the Fedoa region 2 years ago?"
"I am aware. It seems a large number of people were teleported."
"Yes. We were wrapped up in it as well."
After that, because I needed to protect Eris, we had Ruijerd act as a guard and travel across the Demon Continent.
At the customs house for heading towards the Milis Continent, we managed somehow by selling off our belongings, but we don't have enough money for the trip from the Milis Continent to the Central Continent.
In particular, Ruijerd's voyage fee is too high.
Thus, as an acquaintance of the Greyrat family, as well as a friend of Ruijerd, we had asked Lord Galgard for help.
Lord Galgard gladly wrote a letter for us.
I spun a story like that.
"Ojou-sama is dressed in the manner of an adventurer, but that is for the purpose of concealing the fact that she is a high class noble, and avoiding the attention of unsavory individuals. Your Excellency must understand this as well."
"I see."
Baqciel still has a sour expression on.
"In other words, you lot are the allies of the slave thief group named 『Fedoa Region Search Group』."
"Y-... You're mistaken. What are you saying?"
"I don't know the name Eris Boreas Greyrat."
Snorting like a pig, Baqciel continues with a "however".
"I do know the name of a small-time scoundrel called Paul Greyrat. It's rumored that he's one of the recent slave abductors, you see."
Your bad reputation is merciless, Papa.
"In other words, you're saying the following: Galgard-sama's letter is a forgery and Eris-sama isn't an Asura noble. Furthermore, We are the allies of that undisciplined towards women, smelly footed, alcoholic, hopeless case who not only finds fault about everything his son does, but also puts his daughter through hardships. Correct?"
"Mmn."
What a cruel guy.
Paul has been giving his all in his own way.
He certainly has a lot of bad points, and he may have gone about things wrong.
However, it's absolutely unacceptable to call him a hopeless case and give up on him.
"Why do you think the seal on the letter is a forgery?"
Saying this, I point towards the paper on top of the desk.
Baqciel frowns ever so slightly, and then nods.
"There's a large supply of forgeries for the seal the Order of Instruction uses."
Is that how it is?
It's the first time I've heard this, huh.
"Why do you believe that my employer, Eris-ojousama, is a fake?"
"As if a daughter of Asura nobility could bear with looking like such a bumpkin swordswoman."
When I look at Eris, I find that she's folded her arms and is in her usual pose.
Although there are no marks on her chest, she's suntanned enough that you can't imagine that she's a refined lady, and her muscles look even firmer than that of your average young adventurer.
"I see. It seems that your Excellency does not know of Sauros-sama."
I laugh without warning.
Baqciel immediately takes the bait.
"Sauros... was it? The feudal lord of the Fedoa region?"
"As well as Eris-sama's grandfather. He had Eris-sama undertake special education for swordsmen."
"Why would he do such a thing...?"
"Though this is a a private matter... It has been decided that Eris will marry into the Notus family. Sauros-sama hates the present head of the Notus family so..."
"I see."
In summary, that Eris was raised to be such a boorish person for the sake of beating the head of the Notus family to death in the bedroom was what I had implied.
Eris is tilting her head in confusion.
If she understood, she would probably cave in my face.
"Thus, it is essential that Ojou-sama returns to Asura. Should you conclude that Ojou-sama is a fake, then we will re
Chief of the Milis Continent Customs House, Duke Baqciel von Wieser."
That pig looks just like a pig.
Ah, my mistake.
That man looks just like a pig.
The area around his neck is covered in fat, and his chin is completely buried in it.
Light blonde hair clings to his skin.
There are shadows under his eyes, and he gives off the impression of a tanuki.
He looks both like a pig, and a tanuki, and he isn't hiding his displeasure.
In the past, I've seen a man like this somwhere before.
It was in the mirror.
"Hmph. For a filthy demon to bring me such a letter is..."
Baqciel is sitting in an extravagant leather chair.
Without standing, he strikes the sheet of paper in his hand.
While the chair squeaks, he glares over at us.
A tool for opening wax seals can be seen sitting on a high class work desk, amongst a lot of documents.
In other words, the paper is probably the letter we handed over.
"This letter has quite the name[3]. The seal looks quite similar to the real thing as well. However, I won't be fooled. This is a forgery."
Baqciel had thrown the letter away. I reflectively catch it.
================================================================================
Though this person is a Supard, they are someone I owe a great debt to.
Though they are of few words, they possess an admirable spirit.
You shall waive their voyage fee, and courteously send them to the Central Continent.
Galgard Nash Venick
Grand Master, Order of Instruction
================================================================================
When I saw those words I nearly collapsed of dizziness.
Just where did he get the name Gouache Brush?
GAlgard naSH venick
GASH
Ah, so that's how he got Gouache?
If he's a good natured person, it's possible that he said something like 'Just call me Gash'.
If so, then Ruijerd might have taken this at face value, and was under the impression that it was his real name.
But then where did he get Brush from?
Moreover, that job position...
Grand Master of the Order of Instruction.
The Grand Master of one of Milis's three knight orders.
I'm starting to get a headache.
Why would someone like that be Ruijerd's acquaintance?
No, I can imagine how things are.
For instance... right, his position.
Becoming the Grand Master of the Order of Instruction meant that he was someone high up.
If it were made public that he was on good terms with a Supard, things would become bad.
That's why he used an alias, for example.
There's a simpler explanation as well.
Ruijerd had met him 40 years earlier, and in that time he had changed his name due to marriage or something, for example.
"To start with, that taciturn man would never do something like write a letter. I know that man quite well. It might be because he hates it, but he's a man who'll never write except for necessary documents and the like. For him to write a letter for a demon like you? Even jokes have their limits."
Speaking of Ruijerd, he's making a difficult expression.
The letter he had brought was judged to be a fake.
Considering his perspective, he might be thinking that it's because he's a Supard.
Actually, according to Paul, this Baqciel man is famous for hating the Demon Race.
That might not be completely wrong.
However, if Baqciel is famous for this, then regardless of if he's Gash or Galgard, he should know what kind of man Baqciel is.
In that case, it would be better for the contents of the letter to be a bit more persuasive.
There's also the possibility that the letter is a fake though...
No.
I recall Ruijerd's words.
Gash lives in a large building.
It's a building whose size is in the same league as Kishirisu Castle.
You can say that for a private residence, it's quite a large building.
However, if that were actually the headquarters of a knight order or something, then...
The building would be big, and there would probably be a lot of knights inside.
If that were the case, I would agree with Ruijerd's "He did have a lot of subordinates" comment.
Be that as it may, even if I did understand the situation, there'd be no meaning to it.
Baqciel has already concluded that the letter is a fake.
And having come this far, there's no way we can just say 'it was a forgery, I'm sorry and goodbye'.
I take a step forward.
"In other words, your Excellency is saying that this letter is a forgery?"
"Why are you[4]... Children should stay out of it."
Duke Baqciel had made a suspicious expression.
It feels like it's been a while since I've been treated like a child.
It's a fresh feeling.
I'm not treated like a child when I want to be treated like a child, and I'm treated like a child when I want to be treated as an adult.
It's outside of my control.
While thinking about this, for now I raise my right hand to my chest and give a greeting in the manner of a noble.
"Please excuse the lateness of my introduction. I am Rudeus Greyrat."
When I said this, Baqciel's eyebrow twitched.
"Greyrat... you say?"
"Yes. Though it is shameful, I am one of the lowest ranking members of the high ranked Asura noble family, Greyrat."
"Hm... But the Greyrats attach the name of an ancient wind god to theirs."
"Truly. I'm from a branch family, so giving such a name is something that isn't permitted."
Branch family.
When Baqciel hears this, he starts to look down on me.
In that instant, I point out Eris with an open hand.
"However, Eris-ojousama is a genuine holder of the Boreas Greyrat name."
Having tapped her on the back, Eris took a step forward.
She's looking at me with a surprised expression, but isn't perturbed beyond this level.
Her arms are folded, and her legs are shoulder width apart.
However, as if thinking 'No, no, not like this', she holds her chest out, and moves to perform a curtsy in the manner of a lady, but realising that she isn't wearing a skirt, she holds her hand to her chest and greets in the same way as I do.
"I'm the daughter of Philip Boreas Greyrat, Eris Boreas Greyrat."
On top of being kind of stiff, I get the feeling that what she did was a little wrong.
I try and determine Baqciel's expression.
It's a little hard to understand.
Well whatever.
I'll just rely on the influence of Eris' family from here.
"Hm, why is the daughter of an Asura noble in such a place?"
It's a natural question.
There's no need for lies here.
"Is your Excellency aware of the Mana calamity that befell the Fedoa region 2 years ago?"
"I am aware. It seems a large number of people were teleported."
"Yes. We were wrapped up in it as well."
After that, because I needed to protect Eris, we had Ruijerd act as a guard and travel across the Demon Continent.
At the customs house for heading towards the Milis Continent, we managed somehow by selling off our belongings, but we don't have enough money for the trip from the Milis Continent to the Central Continent.
In particular, Ruijerd's voyage fee is too high.
Thus, as an acquaintance of the Greyrat family, as well as a friend of Ruijerd, we had asked Lord Galgard for help.
Lord Galgard gladly wrote a letter for us.
I spun a story like that.
"Ojou-sama is dressed in the manner of an adventurer, but that is for the purpose of concealing the fact that she is a high class noble, and avoiding the attention of unsavory individuals. Your Excellency must understand this as well."
"I see."
Baqciel still has a sour expression on.
"In other words, you lot are the allies of the slave thief group named 『Fedoa Region Search Group』."
"Y-... You're mistaken. What are you saying?"
"I don't know the name Eris Boreas Greyrat."
Snorting like a pig, Baqciel continues with a "however".
"I do know the name of a small-time scoundrel called Paul Greyrat. It's rumored that he's one of the recent slave abductors, you see."
Your bad reputation is merciless, Papa.
"In other words, you're saying the following: Galgard-sama's letter is a forgery and Eris-sama isn't an Asura noble. Furthermore, We are the allies of that undisciplined towards women, smelly footed, alcoholic, hopeless case who not only finds fault about everything his son does, but also puts his daughter through hardships. Correct?"
"Mmn."
What a cruel guy.
Paul has been giving his all in his own way.
He certainly has a lot of bad points, and he may have gone about things wrong.
However, it's absolutely unacceptable to call him a hopeless case and give up on him.
"Why do you think the seal on the letter is a forgery?"
Saying this, I point towards the paper on top of the desk.
Baqciel frowns ever so slightly, and then nods.
"There's a large supply of forgeries for the seal the Order of Instruction uses."
Is that how it is?
It's the first time I've heard this, huh.
"Why do you believe that my employer, Eris-ojousama, is a fake?"
"As if a daughter of Asura nobility could bear with looking like such a bumpkin swordswoman."
When I look at Eris, I find that she's folded her arms and is in her usual pose.
Although there are no marks on her chest, she's suntanned enough that you can't imagine that she's a refined lady, and her muscles look even firmer than that of your average young adventurer.
"I see. It seems that your Excellency does not know of Sauros-sama."
I laugh without warning.
Baqciel immediately takes the bait.
"Sauros... was it? The feudal lord of the Fedoa region?"
"As well as Eris-sama's grandfather. He had Eris-sama undertake special education for swordsmen."
"Why would he do such a thing...?"
"Though this is a a private matter... It has been decided that Eris will marry into the Notus family. Sauros-sama hates the present head of the Notus family so..."
"I see."
In summary, that Eris was raised to be such a boorish person for the sake of beating the head of the Notus family to death in the bedroom was what I had implied.
Eris is tilting her head in confusion.
If she understood, she would probably cave in my face.
"Thus, it is essential that Ojou-sama returns to Asura. Should you conclude that Ojou-sama is a fake, then we will re
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