What if the villainous aristocrat who is the middle boss remembers his previous life and gains knowledge of the game – I will never accept a future in

'Well, if the seriousness suddenly disappears from Khalil, who is it? I think I would say.

You don't have to make a change, but it's important to take a break. You should take a lesson from Miguel, who will try to slack off if he likes.”

Well...

I understand what the king is talking about.

It is true that it is important to take a break, but if I don't move my body or think about something, I don't feel at ease.

It is a destiny of a tragic researcher.

But even if it is a tragic fate in the eyes of those around me, it is a natural and normal thing for me to do.

"So that's it for today, let's hear what Khalil has to say in the future.

Dismissed!"

Let's think of something to talk about before the next meeting.

How about the story of how the Silas I summoned was eaten by the Nuko that was somehow present in the mansion given to me by the king?

"I had a good time today, thank you very much.”

“It's just you and me, we're not in the public , so you can take it more easy.”

If I said 'See you later' here, the king would not be angry.

But my personality makes that difficult, but the king must want me to make the walls a little thinner, so let's remove the honorific a little.

Maybe it would be a step to take the heat off him.

'Right, well, see you ......'

See you tomorrow.”

“Oh! See you tomorrow!”

We exchange a light farewell like friends, and I get up to leave the room and head for the door.

“Don't talk, just open the door slowly."

'......”

As soon as I put my hand on the doorknob, the king stood behind me and put his hands on my shoulders, as if he were moving at the speed of an eye.

There's trouble in this royal capital.

The saints who made the decision to enroll in the academy while our country and the church are in a deadly bad relationship is nothing short of insane.”

Saints?

In my knowledge, there was only one saint who entered the academy who worked with the protagonist, and the position of the saint in the academy should have been that of a commoner since she was not an noblewoman.

Commoners are placed in a dormitory upon entering the academy, and of course, the dormitory, cafeteria, uniforms, and so on are fully paid for, so they do not have to pay for them.

However, they had to do everything on their own, and the saint who had a valet was in trouble, but the protagonist helped her out and ...... is the story of the saint joining the academy, according to knowledge.

But the king told the saints.

I'm sure that the enrollment of the saints will be due to the antagonism with the church that I have kicked off, and that they will have guards or servants, or someone related to them to take care of them.

"Unless I can get her to confess her crimes in front of the people like Khalil, a girl who is highly favored by the commoners for nothing, there could be a revolt if I execute her with a false accusation.

I have full monitoring in place until the entrance, but be on the lookout in case.”

I nodded a little in silence and turned around, opening the door completely.

'This has been a very good rest day indeed.'

''Me too, Your Majesty, and now if you'll excuse me.'

'Mm, I look forward to seeing you tomorrow.

Our guest has returned!”

Several servants approach and kneel on the spot.

I will return to my official duties as you escort Master Dickaman back to the mansion.'

'Yes, indeed, .'

Finally, the king smiled at me and said, 'See you soon,' and closed the door.

Marquis Dicaman, please come this way and I will show you to the place where the carriage is prepared for you.'

"Oh, yes, please.”

It was midnight and there were still many servants and knights at work in the castle.

But there was no talk at all, and the noise was kept to a minimum, so it was very quiet and strange, even though there were supposed to be people there.

"I wondered why so many people were still working at this hour. ......"

The servants in the castle are true people of merit, and they are all hard workers.

A servant picked up on my words and began to speak.

"Every month in the castle, five new employees are hired and five former employees are fired.

The standards are determined by His Majesty himself, and they vary from those who are lazy, those who make impossible mistakes, those who repeat the same mistakes, and those who are overbearing because they have risen in rank, etc. The useless ones are fired first."

I see what he means. I guess the environment is designed for friendly competition, but it feels a little suffocating.

It seems to me that this is a rather difficult environment.

"It sounds like quite a difficult environment, but what is it really like?'

'Yes, perhaps there are no conflicts among the servants as the Marquis Dicaman seems to believe."

The servant, with a familiar and suspicious look in his eyes, proceeded to speak.

"His Majesty judges each of us carefully.

Some of us are fired the moment we try a sneaky trick, so we can focus on improving our own skills, and we can compete with each other to rise to the top fairly and honorably."

I see.'

And...

Ah, that's the mysterious color.

“His Majesty is watching over each and every one of us, the king of a country and every single commoner working in the royal castle. ......

Nothing would make me happier than to work so close to such a merciful Lord.”

I have seen this recently, the color in the eyes of a devoted fanatic.

I don't know if it was the king's plan, but instilling a feeling of near-faith in his servants is a good countermeasure against traitors and spies.

But the downside is that it could get out of control.

"Huh. ......"

Ah, what a mess: ......

Just when I think I've been freed from a place where the king worships the queen, I now have to go every day to a place where there are tons of servants who would die for their masters. ......

I'm tired after everything that happened, starting with the incident of the whitebaiting in the mansion, being misunderstood by the servants, and the meal with the king.......

'Marquis Dicaman, may I have a word with you?"

Let me go home already.

With this in mind, I turned to the owner of the voice that stopped me from behind.

"What in the world can I do for you, Princess Merdena Wengarten?"

I thought I'd just ignore her and go home, but it can't be helped considering that she's royalty.

But it's not a coincidence that she's up at this hour, was she up to call me out?

"Could we move to a different place?”

Now, what in the world does the princess, who was highly talented and anticipated by the king and the prime minister to be the next ruler, want?