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I didn’t want to waste my time doing something pointless.

After completing all the various tasks that needed to be taken care of on the island, Deltan immediately began preparing to leave.

Meanwhile, there was a letter from the imperial family.

“Visit request?”

“Yes, after the second invasion of the islands, public sentiment towards the imperial family was not good. It seems like he’s looking for help with that.”

Indeed, I remembered receiving a report that there were quite a few deaths in the battle with Lopalgar.

Deltan said.

“Release some of the money in the safe. Set up a feeding station for about a week.”

“Why don’t you stop by the imperial palace?”

“I see you often, what do you do? I gave you what you wanted, so I won’t bother you.”

Just thinking about leaving for the East right away gave me a headache, but I didn’t want to worry about that.

At Deltain’s command, Gerhart bowed his head and left the office, and after two more days, Deltan was completely ready to leave.

“It’s been a long time since I went out in the car.”

Agnes said as she got into the sedan.

Deltan nodded and answered.

“The railway is definitely faster.”

“I heard that they can’t build a railroad in the eastern part.”

“It’s because of the damn different races.”

The eastern part of the continent is the land of different races.

And it is a land of things that fought against humans and fought local wars for hundreds of years before the devil appeared on this land.

As such, the agreement on railways is currently in a sluggish state.

Deltan reread another letter from the imperial family this morning.

『I heard you are leaving for the East.

Going home safely is… Even if I don’t support you, you can do well on your own. You are none other than Hebron, the Delta.

So I’d like to ask you another favor.

The system is still in chaos and the people’s lives need a new wind.

This is the wind that will help those who have lost their jobs and those who have lost their families get back on their feet.

I would like to ask you a favor.

If you have some spare time on your way to the East, why not meet with their leader and sign an agreement regarding permission to build a railroad?

If that happens, it seems like we can solve many of the problems that are disrupting the system right now.

From the creation of jobs through railroad construction to the subsequent expansion of trade through trade with the East.

I think you know what I’m talking about.

For that purpose, I have informed the Margrave of Cargos of your visit.

Please get help.』

Emperor Ishmarck’s letter revealed what he wanted in an unusually explicit manner.

It occurred to Deltan that the mental suffering he was going through might be quite deep.

‘plaguy.’

But there is no reason to refuse a request like this.

Of course, if I can’t afford it, I’ll ignore it, but if I have time, it would be nice to pay a little attention to it.

“His Majesty’s letter?”

“Uh, I want you to come and meet the eastern leader.”

“You must be having a hard time these days.”

“It could be a terrible death. To be honest, there are only bad news… .”

The Deltan who said this closed his mouth.

A story about the power of the imperial family becoming stronger as the marriage to the Levadein dukedom was confirmed.

The moment I took it out, I was afraid of Agnes’ reaction.

Deltan kept his mouth shut, thinking it would be best not to bring up unnecessary stories, but Agnes was a woman with a quick wit.

“… It could be a terrible death.”

Agnes smiled unexpectedly and leaned on Deltan’s shoulder.

Deltan chewed his lips and looked out the window.

“… Let’s go.”

The car spewed out exhaust sounds and moved forward.

*

It didn’t take long to reach the Eastern Margrave’s territory by car.

In the first place, the territory of the empire stretched out to the east, and since the Margrave had a considerable status in the empire, the emperor built a direct road of as many as six lanes from the islands to the eastern end to allow him to visit the islands comfortably.

The Margrave’s territory arrived in three days.

From the Delta people’s perspective, the wheat fields formed by the combination of the mild climate of the East and the autumn weather were shining golden yellow.

“It’s pretty.”

Agnes smiled happily as she saw the scene.

Deltan thought without thinking.

It seems like a trip to a quiet place like this would be quite nice.

‘I’ll take some time later.’

When I open the window, the air coming in is quite clear.

The moderately cool breeze and sunlight provide a languid tingle.

Okay, let’s just say it’s about recuperation.

After meeting with the Margrave and coordinating our schedule in the East, it would be a good idea for the two of us to go for a walk.

As I was thinking blankly, Agnes looked at the Deltan.

And then he chuckled.

“What are you thinking, why are you grinning like that?”

“… I didn’t think anything of it.”

“Really?”

Agnes came closer.

Deltan hunched his neck for no reason and glanced at the partition that separated the driver’s seat from the back seat.

This is a screen made to prevent Gerhart from interfering with driving, taking a lesson from the previous snowy mountain incident.

A spell has been cast that cancels out all sounds and shocks, so conversations here won’t be heard.

Only after checking it again did Deltan say quietly with relief.

“… I thought you liked it. The scenery here.”

“So?”

“I was thinking about going for a walk later.”

Deltan’s cheeks turned a little redder.

Agnes opened her eyes, then smiled sweetly and said.

“Good.”

“… It’s just nursing. Now that I’m carrying half of the burden of magic, I won’t be able to walk longer. They make you exercise.”

“And what if I don’t think I can walk anymore?”

It was something I wanted to say.

Although Deltans were people who naturally enjoyed doing things the way they wanted, they were not tactless people.

You know exactly what she wants to say.

“I’ll give you a piggyback ride. While recovering stamina.”

I’m just spitting out words, but why does my mouth smell so sweet and my fingertips curl up?

It was such an unfamiliar sensation that Deltan could hardly keep his gaze still.

Agnes’s laughter got a little louder.

“This is really good.”

While saying that, she hugged Deltan’s head, and in the process, Deltan’s ear touched Agnes’ chest.

Beans, beans.

I could hear the sloppy heartbeat.

It was a pretty fast beat.

“My heart is beating really fast. I guess it’s because I’m excited.”

Deltan responded to her words bluntly.

“… It’s an arrhythmia. Because my heart is full of problems.”

Having said that, one thing I had to admit was that Deltan’s heart also beat at a similar speed to hers.

[Im here.]

The sound came through a speaker hung in the partition.

It seems like we have already arrived at the Margrave’s Fortress.

*

The appearance of the fortress, built high with gray stone, is majestic.

It was firmly spread out, blocking out the land beyond, as if to protect the golden wheat fields that the Deltans had passed through so far. Considering the actual history of this fortress, the metaphor was not so wrong.

The Cargos Count family, which has claimed to be the best swordsmanship in the empire for generations, has inherited this fortress from the distant past, preventing foreign races from invading the islands.

How much blood was there in the process?

How many people’s souls must have rested in this fortress?

As if the past wasn’t a lie, if you look closely at the castle wall, you can still see the blood that had seeped between the stones and hardened blackly.

Considering that there has been no war with other races in the past five years, this is clearer proof of history than anything else.

A blocky mansion in the middle of the castle.

Agnes exclaimed as she entered there.

“Wow, there are so many cars.”

As Agnes said, from the moment we entered the entrance to the mansion, spread out on both sides of the road were almost all the cars that exist on this continent.

What is missing here is the limited edition that Deltan dedicated to the imperial family and church.

Deltan said as we watched together a scene reminiscent of a motor show.

“Because Baek Kyung-baek is a car driver.”

“Huh?”

“He’s crazy about cars.”

It’s only 3 years.

It was four years ago that I first decided to introduce automobiles to this country.

Suddenly, Deltan remembered something from the past.

It was a replay of a conversation with the Margrave of Kargos, who was accompanying him while he was in the middle of the Eastern Chapter in the mainstream.

-I’m going to build a car.

-hmm? What is a car?

-Vehicle.

-Why not ride a horse? Well, I run faster than a horse, so I don’t really need a horse.

-It’s faster than a horse and you. The only thing in the world that can run faster than a car is the Kaltara.

-Hoo? Can you make something that fast?

-What else can’t you make?

At the time, Kargos was interested in a vehicle that could run faster than a road-class knight.

Kargos, a rookie who had just become a road-level driver, laughed and said, “Let’s try making one sometime.” Afterwards, he fell in love with the car at the show.

-count!!! Baekjaaah!!! me too! I want that too!!!

How funny it was to see him running around in a tantrum like a child.

No, actually Kargos was a child.

I became a road-level knight four years ago when I was 15.

He is a minor who is just one year shy of becoming an adult recognized by the system.

Deltan felt a little guilty about that.

He couldn’t help but feel responsible for turning a young man with a bright future, and the youngest road knight in the empire, into a paraphiliac who was excited about motors and oil.

‘I’m screwed because I got married.’

It was a moment when the late Margrave’s insight shone through.

Perhaps because he knew that the current Margrave of Cargos was mentally ill, the previous Margrave gave 10-year-old Cargos an early marriage to a 14-year-old noble daughter.

I heard that she gave birth to a son last year, so I might be able to see her if I go now.

While those thoughts continued for a while, the car stopped.

And a loud sound echoed throughout the entire space.

“Baekjaaa!!!”

“Oh, my ears hurt.”

Agnes frowned.

Deltan chuckled, got out of the car, and faced the current Margrave of Cargos, Henry Cargos.

Coincidentally, the 19-year-old Chabak, whose name is also Henry.

A simple man with green hair and black eyes was smiling with his arms spread wide, wearing a greasy mechanic uniform.

Immediately after, Agnes got out of the car.

Should I say hello first?

With that in mind, the moment Deltan was about to kiss his lips, Henry spoke.

“denominational limited edition!!! Give it to me too!!!”

Henry started running, making a loud banging sound.

The expression disappeared from Deltan’s face.

“Kaltara.”

As he said this, Kaltara followed him on a bike and came out.

Kaltara, who clenched his fists and corrected his posture, took power.

Deltan covered Agnes’ ears.

Wow!!!

There was binge drinking.

Would that be an explanation if the vibration was so strong that it made my whole body tremble?

Immediately after, there was silence.

Kaltara and Henry’s eyes met.

Henry smiled brightly and shouted as if it was nothing, even though Kaltara’s fist was stuck right on his forehead.

“Lord Kaltara! Your fists have gotten stronger!”

Kaltara answered.

“You’ve gotten better at beating!”

The man and woman straightened their posture, opened their arms wide, and hugged.

At that moment, Agnes spoke as muscles bulged on the two people’s bodies.

“Wow, you smell like sweat.”

Deltan expressed deep agreement with those words.