“Well, Lord Dante. Why don’t you hear me out first? This isn’t simply for my personal business.”

“What? Ah, is that so?”

Count Dante withdrew his smile at Elena’s calm voice. 

He had forgotten himself due to the joy of seeing Elena after such a long time. Elena Pendragon wasn’t one to make personal requests. 

“Please come this way for now. I have something to show you. And… Please don’t be too surprised.”

“Hmm… All right.”

Count Dante tilted his head at Elena’s confusing words and followed her into the flying carriage. He could not help but wonder why she had spoken such words.

His curiosity was quickly resolved.

“What?”

Even though he had been warned, Count Dante unwittingly tightened his grasp on the pommel of the sword on his waist. The interior of the carriage was larger and wider than it appeared from the outside. It was not overly fancy, but it was neat and practical and looked quite comfortable. 

But there was another reason why Count Dante was startled to the point of reaching for his weapon.

“Keuhm! Hello there.”

It was a giant orc warrior with large fangs jutting out of his lips. It was hard to tell whether the orc was smiling or making a threatening expression at first glance. The orc warrior was none other than Karuta.

“D, duchess,...