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After surviving the visits of the second prince, His Highness Baldwin, and the fourth prince, His Highness Dionigi, I was relieved to receive an invitation from the fifth prince His Highness Prince Edward.
Although it was an invitation in form, it could be called a summons in effect.
With an envelope bearing the royal crest, the royal sealed wax, and the Fifth Prince as the sender, it was impossible to refuse the invitation.
The decision to become a knight of the Royal Knight Order is a life-long one, and the decision is respected by the individual, but an invitation to a tea party is a temporary one, so it is impossible to refuse.
“Nyango, are you sure you’ll be okay on your own?” (Frederick)
“Yes, it can’t be helped since the Viscount has a prior engagement. Besides, the invitation was addressed to my name.” (Nyango)
“I’m sure the information has been passed on that you have also turned down invitations from other princes. If you tell them that you have no intention of favoring any particular candidate for the throne, they’ll probably let you go.” (Frederick)
It sounded as if I was going to be kidnapped and imprisoned, but I would like to think that even the royal family would not go that far.
After lunch, I got ready and headed to the royal castle.
It is an unspoken agreement that you should visit the royal family after lunch.
I left the Lagart family mansion and headed for the royal castle on foot, but I suddenly had an idea to make a kickboard.
The roads in the first district of the Royal Capital are beautifully paved, so the wheels would not need to be big.
I made it as simple as possible, and with a wind magic circle on my back for power, I could travel at about the speed of a bicycle.
“Nyahahaha, easy, easy.” (Nyango)
Dressed in the uniform of an honorary knight given to him by the royal family, I move smoothly while standing with a clear expression on my face.
If anyone sees me, they’ll be surprised, but it’s okay because the first district is full of noble houses and there are hardly any passersby to begin with.
As I approached the main gate of the castle on foot, the soldier guarding the gate straightened his posture and saluted me.
I returned the salute in the same manner as before, but I still felt that it was not quite right.
“You are Sir Nyango Elmer, aren’t you?” (Guard)
“Yes, I was summoned by His Highness Edward.” (Nyango)
“I understand, please come in.” (Guard)
“Thank you.” (Nyango)
There was a line of vendors delivering food and alcohol at the gate that entered the royal castle, but I was allowed to go through a different entrance that was used by nobles.
That said, royalty and aristocrats usually pass by in magic cars or horse-drawn carriages, so they attracted attention as they strolled around.
Inside the main gate, there is a drawbridge over a water moat, and it is necessary to go under a further wall beyond the crossing.
I felt the same way when I passed through in the magic carriage, but when I passed through on foot, the bridge, the walls, and the gate–were all on a much larger scale.
Compared to the gate in the city of Ibouro, it seemed to be twice as big.
Again, the soldiers on guard saluted me and gave me strange looks as I entered the gate.
“Sir Elmer, may I take you to the door?” (Guard)
“No, it’s okay. I have my means of transportation.” (Nyango)
“I see…” (Guard)
As I turned down the kind soldier and began to move around on my kickboard, I was surprised to hear a shout of surprise behind me.
This is okay, because unlike detection magic, this is not ranged magic.
Enjoying the shifting scenery of meadows, farms, groves, and gardens, I drove the kickboard to the royal castle’s carriage parking area.
“Sir Elmer, is that flight magic?” (Guard)
“Hmm… It’s a secret.” (Nyango)
When I saluted the surprised guard, he hurriedly straightened up and returned the salute.
I walked confidently down the hallway from the parking area to the entrance hall, my back straight.
I had been carried by Curtis the last time and the two times before, but I had been thinking before I left the mansion that I wanted to make an unashamed appearance as an honorary knight today.
I arrived at the entrance hall under the gaze of the soldiers, who seemed to be filled with various thoughts, and found a goatkin with magnificent horns probably the butler waiting for me.
“We have been waiting for you, Sir Nyango Elmer. The sword at your waist will be kept here.” (Butler)
“Thank you.” (Nyango)
The Viscount had already taught me the procedure from entering the gate to meeting His Highness Edward, so there was no need for me to be puzzled.
When I visited His Highness Fabian, I was taken to the north corridor, but today I was taken to the south corridor.
The north wing and the south wing face each other across the courtyard, but the trees and stones in the garden prevent me from seeing the other side of the courtyard.
The south wing faces north toward the courtyard, so I thought it would be dark inside the room, but the sun shone through the large skylight and illuminated the room.
“Please wait here.” (Butler)
I was shown into the same luxurious reception room as in the north wing, but since I was alone today without Curtis or Aida, I felt uncomfortable in some way.
I am like a cat sitting alone on a reception sofa that can seat more than 10 people across a large table, and I feel like a beckoning cat.
A sheepkin maid made me a cup of tea with a gorgeous but gentle aroma that seemed to relieve my tension, but it was too hot to drink right away, so I just enjoyed the aroma.
The skylight lets the spring sun shine down on me, making me feel warm and cozy.
The sofa is comfortable to sit on, very comfortable but not too comfortable.
It would be super comfortable if I could just curl up like this and sleep, but if I can’t sleep, it’s like I’m being tortured.
If I’m not careful, I feel like my head is going to slide down.
When I realized that this was no good, I took two sips of piping hot tea, but my sleepiness didn’t go away, but only increased. [T/N: Why are the whiskers not twitching.]
“This is bad… this is absolutely dangerous…” (Nyango)
I got up from the sofa because I was sure I would fall asleep if I just sat there.
“How may I help you?” (Maid)
“Um… the bathroom…” (Nyango)
“It is this way.” (Maid)
The maid guided me to the bathroom, but I felt unsteady on my feet.
It’s weird, it’s just too weird.
When I entered the bathroom and locked the door, I gulped down the water made by the magic circle and then spit it out all at once.
The water splashed on my knight’s uniform, but now was not the time to worry about that.
I performed self-induced stomach purging three times, but the drowsiness never went away, and in fact, it was getting stronger.
When I left the bathroom with a feeling of fear, I found lionkins, a man and a woman, and nearly ten Royal Knights in the reception room. [T/N: Run you oblivious kitty! You’ve been roofied.]
“Oh, Sir Elmer, how have you been?” (Edward)
“For give me for showing you such an unsightly appearance… I’m sorry… Your Highness Edward.” (Nyango)
I kneeled down and bow my head towards His Highness Edward, who smiles faintly.
Even though it’s just an action, if I let my guard down, my consciousness will fly away.
“Eddie, that’s why I said you should have put it in a cake.” (Celestine)
“Ah, that’s right. I should have done as Celestine said.” (Edward)
Next to His Highness Edwrd sits a woman with a very similar face.
Probably her twin sister, Princess Celestine.
“What are you talking about, Your Highness?” (Nyango)
“No, we are talking about this. Why don’t you come and sit here instead? I’ve prepared a special cake for you.” (Edward)
You must be kidding, how can I safely enjoy a cake without knowing what’s in it?
“Excuse me, but can you tell me why I am here, Your Highness?” (Nyango)
“Hmm… then let me ask my question frankly. Become Celestine’s Royal Guard.” (Edward)
“I humbly decline your request, Your Highness.” (Nyango)
“Hmph, you impertinent bastard… shut up and cooperate with me. Otherwise, the Kingdom of Schrendl will be destroyed.” (Edward)
“Huh? Will be destroyed…?” (Nyango)
Not only was I sleepy and my mind wasn’t working properly, but when I heard some strange words, I couldn’t help but forget to use honorific words.
“Baldwin was the one who led the attack on the Nest Leaving Ceremony.” (Edward)
“Eh… Why?” (Nyango)
“Of course, it was to kill Ernest and put Dionigi on the throne.” (Edward)
“But His Highness Christian and His Highness Edward…” (Nyango)
“I’m sure they’re going to kill me eventually.” (Edward)
“Is there evidence…” (Nyango)
“No. I don’t have any proof, but I’m sure I will catch their tail eventually.” (Edward)
I’m sure His Highness Edward is one or two years older than His Highness Fabian, but he just looks like a dumb, mediocre person.
However, perhaps this is what the royal family is really like.
“What were you planning to do by putting me to sleep?” (Nyango)
“Oh, I just wanted to let you have a dream-like moment with Celestine.” (Edward)
“Is that so… are you planning getting me castrated…?” (Nyango)
“Hahahahaha… don’t worry, if you marry Celestine, we won’t have to get you castrated.” (Edward)
“Oh, I… I’m not worth…” (Nyango)
“The only thing that matters is what we decide. When you become a member of the royal family or aristocrat, there are times when you have to go to places where you are not allowed to carry weapons. We may be attacked by an enemy in a place where we do not have a sword, spear, or shield. No matter what, we have to defend and fight back. You should realize your value is far higher than you think.” (Edward)
The way he solicited me was unacceptable, but there was no doubt that he really thought highly of me. [T/N: Run! The drug is going to take its hold sooner or later.]
“I ask you once again, become my Royal Guard!” (Edward)
“I refuse… I apologize, Your Highness.” (Nyango)
“Hmm… stubborn bastard.” (Edward)
His Highness Edward took his gaze away from me, flicked his chin and gave instructions to the Royal Guards who were surrounding him.
The Royal Guards are all large-bodied races such as tigerkins and bearkins, and they seem to be incredibly skilled.
Still, if they were going to proceed with the matter by force, I thought I’d resist, even if they weren’t an enemy… But the wolfkin Royal Guard who was blocking the entrance to the reception room instantly moved and opened the door.
I can’t tell what his intentions are, or whether he really intends to let me go back like this.
“What’s the matter, Sir Elmer? My business is done, you can go home.” (Edward)
I really wanted to punch him in the face for looking down at me while he was slumped on the sofa and smiling down at me, but if I did something bad, it might even cause problems for the Lagart family.
“I-I, pardon me…” (Nyango)
I create a staff for my staff arts using void magic and use it as a cane to stand up.
I gritted my teeth and stopped myself from feeling like I was about to fly away, and headed for the exit with unsteady steps.
“Fuu… ugh!” (Nyango)
The wolfkin who gave way to, was about to attack me, hit his nose against a shield, and groaned.
You idiot, did you think I would move without any plans?
“This guy……” (Valeen)
“Stop it! Valeen…” (Edward)
Reprimanded by His Highness Edward, the wolfkin Royal Guard retreated even though his eyes were blazing.
I am the one who is taking it easy.
If I was serious about it, I’ll put a death choker on you something that suits a turd dog.
Even after going out into the hallway, I lumbered along, clinging to the staff.
The castle’s entrance hall seems awfully far away, and I’m not sure I can make it back to the Lagart family mansion once I’m out of the front door.
When I finally made it to the entrance hall, the goatkin butler was waiting for me with the sword I had entrusted to him and a wan smile on his face.
If the master is that kind of master, then the servants are also that kind of servants.
Although I had been made an honorary knight, I am probably seen as nothing more than an upstart country catkin.
“Please, be careful… hii!” (Butler)
When I took the sword that had been entrusted to me and pulled it out on the spot, the goatkin butler let out a short scream and retreated.
I immediately sheathed my sword and showed off my fangs with a smile.
“I just checked the blade…” (Nyango)
After glaring at the goatkin butler, I cling to the staff and head towards the entrance.
“Sir Elmer! What happened?” (Ambris)
The person who strode towards me from the north corridor was Marquis Escalante.
“Knight Commander… I was probably given a sleeping potion.” (Nyango)
“What…” (Ambris)
The goatkin butler was trembling and was shaking his head as the knight commander glared at him.
“His Highness Edward?” (Ambris)
When I nodded silently, the Knight Commander clicked his tongue.
“Let’s take you to the magic carriage.” (Ambris)
“No, I came alone…” (Nyango)
“Alright, I’ll take you to the Lagart family. Don’t worry.” (Ambris)
“Thank you…” (Nyango)
With the prospect of returning home safe, my nerves relaxed, and I succumbed to the drugs and fell asleep.
T/N: Don’t just casually drug your kitties. They have tiny bodies with tiny livers and kidneys, so they are very easy to overdose unlike larger mammals. Follow your veterinarian’s orders as much as possible or at the very least follow the dosage instructions on the medicine bottle.
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