The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing.

Chapter 218 I... need talents like you

Because they were going to participate in the royal election, Reinhardt took Zunzun and Firut to live in the Sword Saint's Mansion in the royal capital, waiting for the summons from the Council at any time.

Therefore, if you want to travel from the capital to the border, it will take about a day and a night.

"I'm sorry, I can't go with you."

"I understand. A collar, right?"

"……yes."

Zun Zun pointed to his neck. Reinhard was slightly stunned when he saw it, and then he showed a helpless bitter smile.

As early as four or five months ago, Sword Saint Reinhardt signed a non-aggression pact with the Empire on behalf of the Kingdom.

This is also a helpless move.

The kingdom was currently in turmoil, and without deciding who would be the next king, the kingdom had to be on guard against an invasion from the empire. Fortunately, a serious rebellion had also occurred within the empire at that time, which indirectly contributed to the success of the treaty.

The price of the successful treaty was that Reinhard was put on a collar and was no longer allowed to leave the kingdom.

Mezas is located at the border of the kingdom. If a humanoid self-propelled nuclear bomb like Reinhardt runs to the border, not only will the people on the Empire side feel uneasy, but even the kingdom will have to weigh its intentions.

The chain reaction he caused was extremely huge, so in order not to scare those who were interested, he could only stay in the royal capital for the time being.

In a way, both Reinhard and Felt are imprisoned canaries, except that the former’s cage is a little bigger.

"The people who were traveling with us..."

"Let's leave it to Butler Green."

Green Remedios, he is the butler of the Sword Saint family and the grandfather of the twin maids. He has a close relationship with Reinhardt's grandfather Wilhelm.

He has short white hair, a distinct jawline, a white beard, sharp eyes, and a white scar on his throat from the Demi-Human War, so he can only make a hoarse voice and can only communicate in writing.

Honestly, I have no idea whether Reinhardt has any intention of participating in the royal election. The only people he has recruited so far are the old butler and the twin young maids, just three people.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are old, weak, sick and disabled.

Although he knew that Reinhard was capable of standing on his own, he could have stood on the council and shouted to everyone: Everyone here is garbage!

However, the selection of the king is not based on military strength, but on whether he can lead the kingdom to new heights.

However, the Sword Saint also had his own difficulties. Zun Zun expressed deep sympathy, but did not understand.

Soon Reinhard prepared the carriage for him. The old butler Green sat in the driver's seat waiting to set off, and the maid sister Fram was also waiting.

"I don't think we'll be in any danger, but just in case, let Fram go along."

"……I see."

Zun Zun did not refuse his kindness.

In fact, Fram is not that strong. Taking Natsuki Subaru as the measurement unit, she is only about 15 times stronger than Kurumi, which is much weaker than Zun Zun and Green.

But she has the power of telepathy, which allows her to talk to her sister Graces no matter how far away they are, but this opportunity is limited to once a day.

"If you are in danger, please ask Fram for help. Just hold on for 5 minutes and I will be there."

"Five minutes... anywhere in the kingdom?"

"Anywhere."

“Even at the border?”

“Even at the border.”

Reinhard spoke with great confidence, as if the destination he arrived at in 5 minutes was not the border of the kingdom, but his own toilet.

Zun Zun refused to talk to Guabi.

In the end, Firut did not come to see him off, and no one knew whether he was sulking or concentrating on his studies.

Hopefully it's the latter.

In short, after arranging everything, Zun Zun set out on the road to the territory of Roswaal.

The carriage swayed.

Although it was a bit bumpy, it was still bearable. Aren't earth dragons blessed with wind, allowing them to run faster and more steadily? Why was it so wobbly?

The old butler Green was unable to talk because of a throat injury and while driving the carriage, so Zun Zun could only chat with Fram.

But it's not that boring.

Fram is two years younger than Zun Zun, but she knows a lot about magic.

The magic attributes in this different world are divided into 4 basic attributes: fire, water, wind, and earth, plus yin and yang, a total of 6. Fire is mainly related to heat magic, so it includes ice magic used by Parker and Emilia, and water magic is often related to healing.

Yin and Yang attributes are relatively rare. Yin attributes are mostly magic that obscures the opponent's vision and causes abnormal conditions, while Yang attributes are the opposite kind of gain magic.

Although the magic systems were somewhat differentiated, it had no effect on Zun Zun, as he simply classified ice magic as heat magic.

The biggest difference between the two worlds is the elven warlocks and the elves.

Elf sorcerers use the magic power in the atmosphere to cast spells, absorbing magic power from the outside through the "gate", and then using the magic power accumulated in the body through the "gate" to cast magic. Therefore, the magic power is entrusted to the outside for safekeeping, and is not determined by the size and number of personal "gates" to distinguish strength.

An Elven Warlock cannot use Elven magic without making a contract with an Elf, and the content of the contract depends on the Elf.

Zun Zun really wants to know if he has the potential to become an elven warlock.

Of course, he also asked Reinhard, but the sword master, who was beloved by the elves, said that he didn't know how to judge, so he had to seek help from professionals.

…I’ll ask Emilia after we get to Roswaal’s mansion.

at dusk.

Zun Zun and his companions arrived at an inn. Although they could still hold on, Dilong was already tired. Furthermore, traveling at night was dangerous, so they were not in a hurry and chose to rest here.

The three of them had dinner at the inn.

The function of the post station was more to provide a place to stay, so the food was not delicious, and even tasted terrible. Fram quickly apologized for not improving the food, but Zun Zun didn't care much. After all, he was not a spoiled aristocrat.

Afterwards, the old butler Green went to feed the earth dragons and make preparations for departure tomorrow morning. Zun Zun also returned to the room under the leadership of Fram.

...That's how it should be.

Just as Zun Zun was about to leave his seat, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out from the seat in the corner of the station behind him.

A group of people sat there drinking heavily, their cheeks flushed and they were obviously tipsy. Judging from their attire, they were probably merchants passing by. What caught Zun Zun's attention was the object of their ridicule.

He had a head of fluffy gray hair and looked a little embarrassed because of being teased.

He wears a green top with a waist bag, a dark green cape with a red bow, and a green hat similar to a fur cap with white feathers on the side.

He hunched his body slightly, giving people the impression that he was easy to bully.

More important is his name.

“Wahahahaha! Otto, you idiot, you actually chose to spend all your wealth on oil. This kind of stuff is not in short supply. If you lose everything, I won’t care about you!”

"Nah, nah! My judgment is definitely not wrong! The capital is in urgent need of a large amount of supplies right now, and oil is definitely needed as a key material, so I will buy a lot of it! I will definitely...definitely take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune!"

"You always say that, but every time you only make a little money, isn't it just a waste of effort?"

"How can a businessman's work be considered a waste of effort?"

The gray-haired boy... no, Otto, who was teased, was so angry that his cheeks turned red. He shouted obscure words like this was a transaction, profit and loss were normal, and it was inevitable. The inn was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Otto wanted to defend himself.

But as they say, he only made a little money each time, and sometimes even lost money.

He encountered bad weather when transporting fragile goods, was attacked by bandits while taking shortcuts, and was the only one who lost things among the merchants. His luck was extremely bad. However, he was born with the talent of a merchant, so he rarely lost a bet or suffered serious losses in transactions.

This time, he must make a fortune and impress these people!

At the same time, Otto couldn't help but sigh.

I've been unlucky for four years now. When will I finally get lucky? I really hope some big shot shows up and says to these guys who are making fun of me: "I'm impressed by your business talent. Become my employee!" ... and then slap them in the face.

No, no, no, how could this happen?

Otto shook his head.

Put this unrealistic idea behind you.

But at this moment, he found that his companions were no longer laughing. Their expressions of surprise and open mouths were very funny, and their eyes were all fixed on him... to be precise, behind him.

"What new ways have you come up with to make fun of me..."

Otto turned his head slowly, and when he saw the person standing behind him, his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Good evening. Sorry to bother you. Are you Otto?"

A maid with peach-colored side bangs followed him, and a noble man in gorgeous clothes talked to him.

"I'm Zun Zun, can I talk to you?"

"yes……?"

Otto was completely speechless and stared at the person behind him like a fool.

Zun Zun was a little confused.

"Hmm... I thought I was being polite when I greeted you. Was that abrupt?"

"That's not the case. Your Excellency is well-educated and educated. It's more accurate to say that this person is uneducated."

Fram said respectfully.

Otto also agreed deeply. Although he was also frightened, it was not because of the abruptness, but because of the fact that the nobles spoke to him.

Although merchants were able to strike up a conversation with nobles, most of the nobles looked down on profit-seeking merchants and therefore disdained to talk to them.

"Really? I'm sorry if I scared you."

The person before him bowed slightly in apology, something that would never happen among the nobility, and—

"Excuse me, are you planning to buy a large quantity of oil and send it to the capital?"

"Yes Yes……"

"I see, that's it."

Otto could see the man in front of him, and there was a playful look in his scarlet eyes, as if he had foreseen his tragic future.

"Oh, my apologies."

Just when Otto thought that the noble in front of him was coming to make fun of him like his companions, he suddenly saw the other party stretching out his hand towards him and speaking at the same time:
"I'll be blunt and say it straight out. I value your talent. Come be my subordinate."

"……Eh?"

Otto was shocked again.

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PS: I'm so sorry for the late update. I made a mistake with Otto's settings, so I made some urgent changes.

(End of this chapter)