CHAPTER 15

I thought it might be related to the nucleus that was asleep in his body, but I didn't know that far.

"If you say that the dungeon has been opened, you have to go and close it to get the job done. That's why. In the last year, he happened to close three dungeons in a row."

"Three dungeons in a row?"

"Yes. Thanks to that, I was only served with jerky and dried food for half a year. It took a whole week to get rid of the smell of monster blood. It was really terrible."

Axion, who couldn't rest and said he was suffering in the dungeon, seemed strangely excited.

He's out of his mind, too.

Closing three dungeons in a row was a story that everyone knew.

It was because the Black Knights were always talking about the saga when they went to a bar in the capital during the performance report meeting.

However, if you lived in a rural village, you wouldn't know.

I pretended not to know and pointed my head at the rhythm.

"That's really amazing."

"This is Jun, your future. Don't run away."

"I'm not running away."

"Really? I haven't washed it properly for half a year. I didn't know it was a black outfit, but when I washed it later, there was a lot of blood. Oh, my God."

Axion trembled as if to listen.

Are you telling me not to run or not to run?

I replied with a shrug.

"If you close the dungeon quickly, you can catch the Demon King quickly. Then you will be completely free. If you suffer in advance, you will feel comfortable in old age."

And that's how much trouble I had, rolling with Fabian in the first round.

A latecomer has to roll several times as many times as a starter to catch up.

Besides, the Black Knights had a lot of money, so they weren't cheating for money, but the Fabian expedition was….

Whew. I just sighed.

Axion, who did not know my circumstances, muttered as if he was tired.

"You, in a sense, would be a good match for Your Excellency."

"Thank you for the compliment."

It's a compliment that Axion seems to fit in with Meyer, well.

But why? As I shook my head, Axion crumpled more and muttered an unknown word, "birds of a feather flock together"

"But I guess Jun's goal is not to close the dungeon."

"Of course. I'm going to sit in the honorary position of the last 7 people and eat and drink."

A lonesome smile spread around Axion's mouth in my soft answer.

"Your Excellency sometimes… Sometimes life's goal seems to close the dungeon. To be honest, I wonder what he's going to do after he closes all the dungeons and kills the Demon King."

Then he let it out with a sigh.

"I'm telling you that Jun isn't running away, but our Black Knights often have this masker."

"Is this a breakaway?"

"They are scarecrows who ran only to see the honor of the Black Knights. Magical skills are not bad, but they're hard-nosed. All those who tried to raise their honor with Your Excellency using magic several times from behind just went out."

It was worth it.

If you were to join the Black Knights, you would be a magician enough to be taken by other expeditions.

Here, it's just treated as a general unit, and it's even tough…

"But there are some who are far and away. Of course, they have other dreams rather than improving their skills."

"After you defeat the Demon King in the future, do you hold out by thinking about the next thing?"

"Yes. Anyway, it's hard for only the executives to enter the battle of the Demon King. It's a really dangerous battle to be avoided. If the elite catches only the Demon King, it's not the world of Black Knights. That's when they're from the Black Knights and just thinking of getting crumbs. "

"Well, the Black Knights have a low combat fatality rate, as they are thoroughly prepared before entering the dungeon. It's not hard to hold out."

"You know the Black Knights' combat mortality. You must have done a lot of research."

"Haha."

It was the information I knew, but I'd appreciate it if he could trust me. I laughed it off as if I didn't know it.

"Anyway… Since he has a firm ideal, he tends to go straight towards his goals. I respect that."

"That's what I mean…"

"He's only crazy about dungeons, so he's a little far from caring."

Respectfully, the evaluation was cold.

"Yes. He doesn't seem to listen to people very much. "

I repeatedly showed signs of reluctance, but I replied, recalling Meyer who took me on a tour of the castle.

But Axion shook his head firmly.

"No, he's not that bad."

"Do you know?"

"Yes. To you, though, it's a lot! With an exception! I'm very concerned about that."

"Oh… yeah?"

What about it?

There was no need to ask.

After that, Axion explained everything.

"He asked Jun what kind of room you like, right? That's what I'm talking about… He doesn't give me that choice. What about the gift for joining? Ha! And he's going to guide you directly to the castle? I knew for the first time two days ago that you had that concept."

"…"

"And he told you to call him 'Leader', didn't he? You're the only one in the Black Knights to call him the Leader."

"That's the…"

"And the color of your hair and the black knights' uniform go well together. When I heard that for the first I thought he came out of a real dungeon change because Your Excellency was changed. It was amazing."

The more he spoke, the more ridiculous he was, the more agitated Axion began to get.

Meyer, whom I met, seemed like a normal person, even though he was overbearing…

I know he's crazy about dungeons, but he wasn't as crazy as Axion said.

Maybe it's something I didn't know in the first place. Or did Meyer Knox change?

I touched the table with my fingertips in a strange sense of incompatibility.

I couldn't catch anything as if I couldn't get a clue.

"It's rather easy to convince me that you're the vice-commander. You're really good. But Your Excellency's behavior…"

"He may have thought that being good to me will help the dungeon clear. Isn't it more plausible than rumors that he's being swayed by his lover?"

"That's true… I was surprised to know your skills at first. Of course, I understood it right away. They are… And there's a lack of compelling reasons. Because they don't know your skills."

"Well… Then, I'll give them a reason to understand."

"It'll be alright if they go to the dungeon once."

"I'm going to do that. Let's do some pruning."

I would have figured out what kind of public opinion it turned into, and I would have known what the rumors surrounding me were.

The answer was clear about how to act.

I was going to take a good look at it, but if the rumor about me is like this, I don't have to look at it.

There was no reason not to use it if Meyer had given me such a privilege that they would be mistaken.

After finishing the meal, I stood up with the tray.

Then I asked Axion who still had a meal, with a smile on my eyes.

"Let me ask you a question, Axion."

"What is it?"

"Leader, where is he usually at dinner time?"

***

As Axion said, I knocked on the thick oak door toward Meyer's office.

"Come in."

In the low voice I heard, I felt both a sense of pressure and distance.

Meyer seems to be in a bad mood. I got the wrong timing. I clicked my tongue and turned the handle.

And as soon as I pulled the door, I smiled and said hello.

"Long time no see, leader. How have you been?"

"It's Jun. Did you finish your work well?"

Knowing that the visitor was me, Meyer's voice suddenly softened.

Suddenly, the brick seemed to have turned brownie.

'I'm sure you're being too friendly to me.'

I was stunned by the temperature difference greater than I thought. It was embarrassing, but now is much better than Meyer's bad mood.

I had a more comfortable feeling when I had a chance.

"Yes, there was something else I wanted to tell you about, uh… oh, there is a guest."

There was a guest in the room.

Short golden hair and a sturdy physique comparable to Meyer. A pious white priest's uniform that stands out in the Black Knights, where the black uniform is mandatory.

I've never seen him before, but I already knew him.

August De Winitas, the main healer of the Black Knights.

If Axion was Meyer's right arm, he was his left arm.

He was a paladin, or a combat priest, with muscles and body that could be mistaken for it, but surprisingly, he was a spiritual priest.

There was also a famous quote he left behind. 'Strong muscle strength and strong treatment.'

'That's ridiculous, but no one had the courage to argue in front of that muscle.'

The white priest's uniform is so tight that I can only swallow saliva with the muscles exposed.

Surprisingly, he was also an outstanding theologian, unlike his appearance.

He was living proof that people should not be judged only by their appearance.

In any case, my message to Meyer was not of the nature to be shared in front of August, whom I first met.

I tried to leave the room again, turning at an angle.

"If you were talking, I'll see you later."

"Is there anything more important than you? Actually, the important story is over. Yes. What brings you here?"

Meyer asked, leaning forward.

I looked sideways at August and showed signs of distress.

Fortunately, he seemed to notice the discomfort. Meyer smiled and said, leaning back on his back.

"You're late for the introduction. This is August De Winitas. The best priest in our expedition. August, this is Jun Karentia. She will be the vice commander of our expedition."