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Seven airships,

as well as the shipyard that serves as a base for them,

and the two extra-large magic stones used to power it.

A dragon golem,

cavalry golems,

soldier golems,

and the mythril and metals composing them.

A new artificial intelligence,

magic collection panels,

and Count Ichelberg's research documents...

All of the above shall be purchased by the crown,

while the magic-absorbing forced-teleportation magic circle

will be purchased by the magic guild.

Since this was a mandatory quest from the king, the reward is increased,

as is the reward from the adventurers' guild.

As a result, the reward for each person is...

Ahem!

How much is it, Lord Commissioner Ruckner?

Two million gold coins!

Two million?

So... per person...

That's a lot!

The reward will be paid in installments over 20 years,

and the kingdom shall administer all of those payments.

What? You're leaving the capital?

I've given it a lot of thought,

and I've decided to base our adventures out of Breichburg.

I see. It'll be lonely here without you.

But that, too, is part of life!

In that case,

I shall pour all my energy into uncovering the culprit

spreading false claims of death so you may travel without worry, Baron Baumeister!

False claims of death? Whose death?

Yours, Baron Baumeister!

People thought I was dead?

Yes. The people were fainting when they saw you return alive!

How did such rumors start?

The successful will incur jealousy and envy without knowing it,

and find themselves despised by people they don't know.

Yeah, all of us are still facing some harassment just for sticking with Well.

On top of that, we're getting two million gold now.

We'll never be able to shake off all that envy.

Speaking of that,

Adventurer's Manual

the adventurers' guild has a system for formally disputing the division of a reward, right?

Shouldn't we just use that?

But that system is typically used when a party member's

division of the reward is too small, isn't it?

Adventurer's Manual

You can use it when you have other disputes regarding the division, too.

So if we object and say our share for this quest is too great...

That's right!

Then we won't have to deal with that harassingly large sum of money!

We're already receiving plenty from Well as it is.

But where would the money you free up be redistributed?

What?!

Wait, wait! I don't want that much, either!

By the way, what are you going to do, Elise?

All of my assets belong to Wendelin.

So congratulations on receiving ten million gold coins!

They keep piling on reasons to hate me...

I'm not a bowl of ramen!

The 8th Son? Are You Kidding Me?

Tsk! I can't believe that brat survived.

Are you not frustrated, Sir Ruckner?

Wasn't this your chance to come out ahead of the Lord Commissioner?

Well, it worked out fine.

After all, many who don't think fondly of Baron Baumeister

and those flocking to him have now come together right here.

Was that your real goal from the beginning?

True, with this many brought together,

making an annoyance disappear would be a simple matter.

Hey, so I was thinking of having someone watch over this mansion

after we move to Breichburg.

Yeah, you're currently despised enough that someone would proclaim you dead,

so we wouldn't want anyone trying anything bad.

Then we would need someone who's strong,

capable of maintaining a mansion,

and loyal to Well.

You'll never find someone who fits the bill that perfectly...

The strong man who won the spearmanship division of the martial arts tournament!

He grew up in a merchant family,

so financial affairs are a piece of cake for him.

And even though Well's been ignoring him these past three years...

He is not deterred from making his heartfelt appeal.

Roderich!

Oh...

What?!

Um, I really feel bad asking you after all this time...

But if you're still interested in working for me...

I'm so happy!

R-Really?

Are we sure we want this guy?

Well, better him than some weirdo.

Though he's questionable in his own way...

You'll be leaving me in charge of your mansion in the capital!

Leaving me!

To think you'd have such faith in me!

Someone's there!

Get down!

I know there was someone there.

It may be the one spreading word of Sir Baumeister's...

No, of my lord's death!

Reprehensible fiend!

I, Roderich, promise to discover them!

Even the palace said they couldn't pinpoint where the rumors originated, though.

Finding them on your own won't be easy.

I'll be fine.

More importantly, my lord, the capital is dangerous for you.

It would be wise to leave the city as soon as possible.

Actually, there's something I still want to do here.

This way, please.

This research lab was constructed with the ancient magic civilization as its motif.

Wow.

It's Baron Baumeister, the man who sold us the magic circle from the ruins!

I'm the Head Researcher, Lucas Götz Beckenbauer.

Nice to meet you.

Um, I heard you have a magic circle capable of summoning anything the user images?

Yes, this is it.

It's still a prototype,

so depending on the conditions, it may require a great deal of magic power,

but in theory, it should be able to summon anything to you.

Wow, a panty thief would love this.

Please let us make use of it, then.

Sure, go ahead.

The most important thing here is your imagination.

Clearly visualize what you want.

Visualize... Got it.

Okay...

Form a clear picture of what I want...

Imagine it...

Wow! It really worked!

Huh? But that's...

Panties?

That's a punch, not panties!

Oh? You summoned the very panties she was wearing?

That's the Dragon Slayer for you!

Hold on, hold on, hold on! That's not it!

My imagination just slipped off course

because a panty thief was mentioned!

Hey, listen, she—

I get it.

You can blame me for your perversion,

so let's just hurry up and get what we came here for.

I'm not a pervert. I keep it to myself.

Focus.

Form a clear picture...

Imagine it.

Panties...

To himself...

Now, come to me!

Here it comes!

Ugh, it stinks!

It smells like entrails.

Oh, Iina, there's blood on your clothes!

Huh?! Oh, no!

It can't be!

We'll need to bathe when we get home.

I knew it.

What's he up to?

Wow, even Duke Bleichröder is here.

Apparently, Well invited him, since we'll be in his care in Breichburg.

So he used his teleportation.

He wants to thank those who have helped him, huh?

A social ploy befitting Baron Baumeister.

The faces here are giving me a sour stomach, though.

Everyone here loves Baron Baumeister, for many reasons.

Everyone!

Recently, I used the magic guild's magic circle

to catch these from the northern sea.

It's tuna!

But how are we supposed to eat this?

Huh? We don't eat it as-is?

Um, if you'd like, use this.

It took three years to develop, but I finally completed this soy sauce!

Tuna with soy sauce is delicious!

Now, please eat up!

We have one more to spare!

The one who spread rumors of your death was Head Auditor Ruckner.

Isn't Ruckner...

Yes.

He's Lord Commissioner Ruckner's younger brother.

But I don't think I've ever met him.

He was just using you, my lord.

You have strong ties with his brother,

so he was using you to unseat the Lord Commissioner from his position.

They're not on good terms, then.

He also dispatched a messenger to your home,

in case you had actually died.

Huh?

Apparently, he was hoping to make your eldest brother Kurt indebted to him

by having his sons inherit after you, so that he could gain more influence.

I can't believe he got my family involved.

The messenger only left a few days ago,

so it will be a while longer before he reaches your family.

What a bothersome sibling quarrel.

But he should be quiet for a while now.

I've already taken measures for you.

Sir Ruckner, the town is talking about you!

Talking about me?

They say that you conspired to see Baron Baumeister die in the underground ruins!

Who's spreading such lies?!

D-Dear, you have a messenger from the palace.

The palace?

Yes, His Majesty has summoned you.

Tsk!

You spread a false rumor?

Yes.

I figured the best way to fight a rumor was with rumors.

But won't we be in trouble if they find out?

We can just pretend we know nothing about it.

It's ultimately just a rumor, huh?

Which means they can also...

Yes. He'll face some degree of investigation,

but he probably won't be punished for it.

Still, you did a good job learning who the culprit was.

I had my suspicions from the start.

That's just the kind of man Head Auditor Ruckner is.

You know him?

He's my father.

Though he's never once recognized me as his son.

My mother was a humble merchant's daughter,

so she could never become a concubine, let alone his official wife.

I see.

There's nothing less trustworthy than blood ties, in my opinion.

Blood ties, huh?

Are you all finished discussing your work?

Oh, yeah.

Roderich, have some if you'd like.

What's this?

It's the fatty tuna that Wendelin taught me how to prepare.

It's quite delicious.

I can't take it anymore.

Hold it!

No way!

It's so good.

Hey, sorry I'm late.

Oh, Wilma.

Did you already introduce yourself?

What? You know her, Lord Marshall Edgar?

This is Wilma Etol von Asgahan.

My daughter.

I wanted to introduce her to you.

What do you think of Baron Baumeister, Wilma?

I've been investigating you...

To see if you're someone who can properly feed me.

You pass.

Um, I'm glad I passed, but...

Fatty tuna, fatty tuna, fatty tuna, fatty tuna!

You want more?

Please wait a moment.

Fatty tuna, fatty tuna...

Fatty tuna, fatty tuna, fatty tuna, fatty tuna...

Sorry about this. Food is more important than anything to Wilma.

I see. Hero syndrome, huh?

Hero syndrome?

It refers to those who constantly have magic running through all their muscles,

enhancing their body all the time.

Which means...

Fatty tuna!

Fatty...

Fatty tuna!

They have monstrous strength.

But it also means they're burning magic around the clock.

So they have to eat a lot to replenish that energy.

Which means feeding them costs, well...

But that shouldn't be a concern for you, Baron Baumeister.

She's a glutton, but she looks so young!

What do I do?

I think I'm feeling maternal instincts!

Wilma, you leave everything to us!

We'll fill you up with fatty tuna!

Fatty tuna!

So there you have it.

How about taking her on as a bodyguard?

Um, I'm...

You could marry her too, if you'd like!

Please listen to me!

Once we return to Breichburg,

we plan to take on hunts like normal adventurers.

So I won't be needing a monstrously strong bodyguard.

Hunts?

What are you talking about?

You're going to exterminate monsters, aren't you?

Huh?

Huh?

I'm right, aren't I, Duke Bleichröder?

Where did you hear about that?

I have plenty of information sources.

Um, what is he talking about?

The truth is, I have a request for you.

This says that Wendelin passed away while exploring the ancient ruins.

Wendelin is dead?

It also says that our children should inherit

Baron Baumeister's title and estate after his passing.