The driver handed the letter to the guard at the castle gate, and the carriage was soon ushered into the castle grounds. After going through a number of formal procedures, we were finally guided inside the castle. "This way." The guide led us into the audience chamber. Standing next to the king was a beautiful young woman. She was probably the princess of the country.
Perhaps she could be described as a beauty with an exotic charm.
Probably, along with this face-to-face meeting, it also serves as an assessment of the hero, a being that is not often seen.
Although Braidea is a small kingdom, it is highly regarded when it comes to fighting monsters. I suspect she thinks it would be a good idea to make a connection with the prince, who is still unmarried despite being an adult. Even I, who knows that I'm not very quick-witted, can guess that much. While being a member of the royal family is envied, it also comes with its own set of hassles. As I was thinking about this,
"Welcome to my Sorceras, hero." The king greeted me with a smile.
As befitting a king of a desert country, he had a headband wrapped around his head instead of a crown, and a magnificent beard. "It's nice to meet you. I am Eucharlouch BraveLord, the tenth prince of the Kingdom of Braidea." "You're that...! Your name has reached even foreign lands like this." For better or worse, the name Eucharlouch is famous. After all, there are so many self-proclaimed Eucharlouch that I know of that I can't count them on two hands.
"It’s very embarrassing."
I reply in a very friendly and polite manner. A very common sight in diplomacy. "By the way." Without even a brief greeting, the king got to the point. "When will the army arrive?" "No, I'm the only one who's been dispatched."
"Haha, you're quite the joker." The king looked at my expression as he spoke. He seemed friendly, but he was actually quite shrewd. In that respect, he might be similar to the experienced King of Braidea. "...It seems you're not joking."
Seeing my unchanged expression, the king made that judgment. "What are you saying?" "Is that really true?" "They only sent this youngling?!"
The people murmured, and one after another, they complained about the fact that I was the only one sent by Braidea.
Don't say whatever you want when you're in such a position that you had to ask for help. Well, if you think about it normally, it probably just sounds like a bad joke.
"You requested a small elite force capable of defeating the orcs, but only one young man was sent."
The whole place went quiet at my words. "I understand that you are all feeling uneasy," I continue after saying that."My king is not the kind of person to make unreasonable decisions." I say this in a somewhat exasperated tone. "Shall I show you that I alone am enough to destroy a group of orcs?" "How exactly do you intend to prove that?"
"Well..." I thought for a moment. "Gather a few people in the castle who you think are particularly skilled. I will defeat them with ease to prove it to you." "Am I correct in assuming that you are aware of the existence of our country's proud magic swordsmen?" The king asked, as if to confirm.
"Of course. I may be ignorant and uneducated, but it's not to the point that I'm unaware of the existence of those magic swordsmen."
I answered the question with a very cheerful smile. "Then may I have a look at the skills of the hero of Braidea?" The king's face was not filled with anger at the power of his proud magic swordsmen being belittled, but with a clear interest in the power of a hero who was boasting so much. And that's how I ended up fighting the magic swordsmen.
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