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Starting with Gerard, people began to leave one by one.
Their work was done. Ti to return to their places.
"Ian!"
Wizard Herta ca looking for Ian.
"I never expected we'd et again like this, Herta."
"Must be heaven's blessing touching us, don't you think?"
Herta gave a gentle smile.
She was still a woman as warm as sunshine.
"What have you been up to until now?"
"Well. I ended up hunting black wizards for a bit."
Wizards were scholars, not rcenaries.
She would have preferred for everyone to go their separate ways, but...
Like linked quests, one event kept leading to another, making it impossible for them to part.
"..."
"Ian? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just..."
Maybe it was because he'd just t a space-ti wizard, but Ian couldn't help feeling this too was so devious manipulation by space-ti wizards.
Though ultimately, the arrival of the wizard quartet had been quite helpful.
"How're you doing, brat?"
"Your mouth's still working, so I guess Anton's been doing fine."
Anton was still the sa sharp water wizard.
Ian wasn't particularly bothered by Anton's way of speaking.
That's just how the man was.
"Hey! Weren't you dying to see ?"
"I missed you, Senior Krysus."
"Ugh. There's no emotion in that!"
And Krysus was still the sa talkative, cheerful ice wizard.
"Hmm."
"Hmm. Hello."
"Hmm."
"..."
Earth wizard Carl was... as taciturn as ever.
"How have you been, Ian?"
"Nothing special. Just..."
Just killed a dragon in the north, did so research at the magic university, and then ca down south.
Herta listened attentively to Ian, sotis laughing, sotis showing surprise and admiration.
She was a wizard with delicious reactions.
"You've certainly been busy."
Even the prickly Anton had to acknowledge that Ian had been living a hectic life.
"What will you do now, Herta?"
"Ah. Well..."
Herta hesitated, then pulled Anton closer.
Judging by his lack of resistance, Anton seed to secretly enjoy it.
"I'm... engaged to this man..."
"Oh."
Ian sincerely blessed the couple.
Now as before, Ian was a supporter of pure love between n and won.
A couple forming? That was cause for celebration!
"Congratulations, Herta. Anton."
"Thank you!"
"Don't you have a girlfriend, squirt?"
Anton looked like he was dying to tease Ian.
Ian had montarily forgotten that the man had always been sowhat an-spirited.
They'd even argued in the past!
"What about that companion of yours? The red-headed girl. How's it going with her?"
"Pfft! As if that could happen! Anton? That woman is clearly waaay out of his league!"
"..."
He'd forgotten sothing else.
Ice wizard Krysus, though often overshadowed by Anton, also had a nasty personality...!
Krysus didn't miss the opportunity to tease Ian.
"He's probably never even held a girl's hand in his life, right? Isn't that right? Mr. Proper! Mr. Shy! Mr. Loser!"
Anton joined in enthusiastically.
"Then why don't you date him, Krysus?"
"? That would be a complete loss for !"
Krysus shouted with a face that was trying not to laugh.
"But hey! If Ian begs to et him just once! I might have dinner with him?"
She just seems to be enjoying the situation...
Ian incredulously asked:
"Senior, you don't have a boyfriend, right?"
Anton answered for her.
"How could she? With that personality?"
"What are you saying! It's not that I can't get one, I'm choosing not to!"
Krysus shouted at Ian with a face full of laughter.
"Yes! I'm single! What are you going to do about it!"
Just as Ian was about to respond-
"What are you doing here, Ian?"
A red-haired fire wizard approached.
It was Kira, without a doubt.
She probably didn't approach because she'd heard the noise...
It was more likely that Krysus's talk about dating had sohow attracted her attention.
The proof being-
"Huh...?"
Kira imdiately linked arms with Ian as soon as she approached!
Krysus looked genuinely surprised.
"What... are you two dating?"
Ian naturally interlaced his fingers with Kira's and said:
"Let introduce you. This is my fiancée."
"Wow...!"
Herta covered her mouth, while Anton gave a look of disbelief.
"That's wonderful! Ian!"
"Wonderful my ass. How did you two start dating? It was a normal relationship, right? You weren't coerced or anything?"
"Anton! Watch your language!"
Kira tucked her hair behind her ear and-
With a 'showti mode' expression, cheerfully said:
"I begged him sooo much to date , and Ian finally agreed?"
"...What?!"
Anton thought Kira was joking.
But that sincere gaze and expression didn't seem like a lie at all...!
Looking at Ian's reaction made him even more convinced.
"Kira..."
"Yes? What is it?"
"No. Actually, I was the one who held onto her. She was going to leave, but I just couldn't let her go."
"But before that, I begged him a lot!"
"Then I'll say I liked Kira from the mont we first t."
"Ahaha! What are you saying! Ian!"
Kira laughed brightly, and Ian looked at her adoringly.
Anton felt... sothing, sothing uncomfortable.
Why was this couple so sickeningly sweet...!
The 'source of discomfort' sighed beside him.
"They must be so close because they're young."
"..."
"I'm jealous~"
Anton fidgeted uncomfortably as he watched Herta's reaction.
Even Anton, the dieval motormouth, couldn't escape the swamp of married life...!
Herta seed to want Anton to imdiately beco sweet, but Anton just couldn't bring himself to engage in such lovey-dovey behavior.
...Anton instantly beca the submissive one.
"So Ian. When's the wedding?"
"As soon as we return to Talian."
"That's much sooner than ours."
Herta extended her hand to Ian.
"I'll definitely co to the wedding."
"Thank you so much, Herta."
Ian shook hands lightly with Herta.
Then he spoke to the other wizards.
"I'd like Carl and Senior Krysus to co too."
"I will."
"..."
Krysus didn't answer imdiately.
She just looked at Ian with slightly moist eyes, her lips slightly pursed.
"Senior?"
"I'll co..."
Ian found Krysus's reaction a bit strange.
She seed sowhat disappointed. Why such a reaction?
Ian and Krysus had never been anything more than acquaintances.
...Though Krysus might have thought differently.
"Congratulations. On your marriage."
Krysus turned around and abruptly left.
No one tried to stop her.
Ian only felt Kira's grip on his arm tighten slightly.
#
After promising to visit Talian at the right ti, the wizards went their separate ways.
The next person to say goodbye...
"Ah! I'll be staying in Talian for a while!"
"What about the monastery?"
"The abbot gave permission to write outside!"
...wasn't saying goodbye at all - it was Monk Takarion.
"I didn't promise what I'd write! Hahaha!"
"..."
What an unreliable writer.
He clearly couldn't hear the cries of countless imperial citizens waiting for his new work!
Ian wondered if he should stop Takarion from going off the rails, but decided to let him be.
Yes. Takarion was a novelist(?) after all, so sotis he'd want to write what he pleased.
"See you in Talian!"
"Sure. Go on ahead."
Takarion had been planning to write "The Chronicles of Ian" for so ti.
He would undoubtedly settle in Talian for a while, observing Ian's every move.
The next person preparing to leave was Princess Elia.
"I owe you so much, Ian."
Elia lowered her body and bowed her head with a grace more elegant than any woman Ian had ever known.
It seed like so high imperial noble etiquette.
Being a farr's son(...), Ian knew absolutely nothing about such formalities.
So, like the commoner he was, Ian simply bowed his head in response.
"The favor of saving my father. I won't forget it even in death."
"Let's be accurate here. You helped and my friends too."
"Yes. Without Lady Belenka and Lady Kira, we wouldn't have won."
Ian laughed awkwardly.
Elia clearly believed she owed Ian a debt.
She particularly liked Ian's companions.
Specifically, Belenka.
"I'll be going to the Spring Palace with my father."
"It has gotten warr."
The imperial emperor was given five palaces.
Spring, Sumr, Autumn, Winter, and the Moving Palace.
Of course, the last one was basically a mobile tent.
The Spring through Winter palaces were the emperor's true residences.
Each palace was managed by a count-level noble, called the 'Palace Count.'
"Father said he'd like to open the treasure vault for you."
"Oh."
With the emperor himself promising a reward, it wouldn't be a disappointing gift.
Ian thought about picking out so accessories for his wives.
"Ian."
"Yes?"
"I have a favor to ask..."
Elia's request was simple.
And difficult at the sa ti.
"Could we invite Lady Belenka as a guest to the palace?"
"..."
Elia's intention was crystal clear.
She wanted to draw Belenka, who had shown brilliant performance in this battle, to her side.
She had always been a young woman with a hunger for talent.
"Father plans to host a Spring Tournant in the emperor's na."
The embers of war had been completely extinguished.
Roxlan might be noisy with generational change, but whether a major conflict would arise was uncertain.
Fargar had been defeated and returned ho. Things would surely be quiet for a while.
The emperor wanted to host a tournant to show the empire's strength.
A tournant was, simply put, a martial arts competition for knights.
"Father will personally bestow the title of [Sword Master] on this tournant's winner."
"Sword Master..."
"It would be good to have a knight like Sir Salvador on the imperial side."
This was a tournant hosted by the imperial emperor.
Surely the strongest fighters from across the empire would gather.
Elia wanted to invite Belenka to such a stage.
She seed to hold so certainty.
"Lady Belenka would surely do well."
Naly... that Belenka would beco the tournant champion.
If that happened-
Belenka would beco the empire's second [Sword Master], following Sir Salvador.
'Sword Master Belenka.'
That does sound cool. Ian smirked.
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