Chapter 367 – As Rumored, He Is a Frivolous Guy

Roman walks behind the man guiding him.

From the other side, Juergena di Venta, the Third Knight of the Empire, strides forward.

“”···.””

From the guards who protect the imperial family to the servants who take care of the imperial family.

While numerous presences are felt by the senses, the knight and adventurer forget about their surroundings and only clearly recognize each other by just being visible.

As we get closer, each person’s great presence becomes clearer.

The energy radiating from its entire body alone makes the air tremble.

“···.”

The person who acts as a guide in front of Roman is probably an imperial knight. It was clear that he had enough skills to make it feel that way.

3 As I was sandwiched between the knight and the platinum adventurer, I began to sweat so much that my hair and clothes became wet.

Like a newborn fawn, it is stretching out its feet, doing its best to maintain balance with trembling legs.

‘I got caught in the middle for no reason.’

Roman sighed and stopped walking as he saw the man trying hard not to show his indecency.

“I would like to adjust my attire before the audience. Can I stop for a moment?”

“···Thank you.”

After realizing Roman’s intention to stop and sleep, he said thank you and forced his back to exhale.

The sound of disordered breathing reaches Roman’s ears.

When we met the guide at the entrance, his neat and tidy hair was a mess.

He was so nervous that sweat dripped down his bangs.

So few seconds.

Juergena di Venta, who had been walking without stopping, stopped in front of the two people.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been sure who the first person I encounter will be, even though the opponent isn’t clear on the battlefield.”

“Coincidence? I think the same thing.”

With each other’s identities guessing, Roman speaks informally.

Juergena’s eyes trembled and stopped so slightly that Roman could barely read them.

“Platinum adventurer Roman… I believe you are right. If I say no here, it would be quite an embarrassing scene.”

Roman frowned his left eyebrow at Juergena’s attitude of asking for a handshake first.

In that state, Man raised the corner of his mouth while ignoring the hand that the third knight was holding out.

“The identity I expected was correct, but I was careful not to shake hands with men.”

“Indeed···.”

“This kind of honesty is common among adventurers, so does the knight find it unpleasant?”

“There are foolish people who call it an old-fashioned idea, but the more masculine a person is, the more ostentatiously he enjoys sex with women. It’s better to be cool than to show off while saving face because it’s awkward.”

The guide next to him was startled by Roman’s crooked attitude.

Unfortunately, I forced her to give her reasons and nodded in agreement.

‘Can you endure this?’

Although it was a short setting and explanation, it was surprising to those who knew Jurgena’s brief temperament.

‘There must be something.’

3 I know that the driver is displeased with his crooked attitude.

What is the basis that allows this wretched article to endure his anger despite being repeatedly scolded by his unfavorable attitude?

“I have a pre-arranged appointment with someone great. If you don’t have anything more to do than introduce yourself, I’d like you to get out of the way.”

“···.”

The sword hanging on Juergena’s waist. When the weather turns blue, the extension becomes meaningless.

Roman can tell that the other person is suppressing his emotions and shaking his head.

After noticing the guide, Roman tried to move.

Juergena brought up another topic and caught them both off guard.

“Cedric Floyd. I heard that that stupid guy was stubborn and caused emotional friction.”

“Emotional friction…? It was just a tug-of-war with force as if to say hello, but was that such a big deal that the knights would get upset?”

“It is inevitable that we have different feelings as we are knights and adventurers. Moreover, unlike his size, he is soft-hearted and narrow-minded. I had a hard time comforting him.”

“Hmm…”

Even though they have eyes to see and ears to hear, they blatantly put the 4th article down.

Even though Jurgena’s face looks much younger than her Four Knights, her appearance is only the first clue in making a judgment.

I don’t know if he’s actually older or if he’s just mentioning it because he doesn’t have anything to bow down to.

“Aren’t they not promising candidates to lead the empire, but the pillars that are currently carrying the empire? Rather than staying this gloomy and distorted, I wish we could set aside a day and have a chance to reconcile over good wine.”

“Reconcile. As an adventurer, I acted at the level of a request, so I don’t have any ill feelings towards that bear-like old man… I don’t like resolving one-sided feelings on one side.”

It was the moment when Roman went out of his way and kicked her out of the spot he was offering.

Breathing stopped, jaw clenched, grip tightening and then loosening, arms stiffening and stiffening.

It was a ridiculously short gap, so much so that she could have been shot.

The body’s signals, which were more disturbed than before, were caught by Roman’s sensitive senses and then disappeared.

‘You want to call me that?’

Juergena would already know who, along with Rike, was responsible for turning over the Marquis of Skadi’s mansion, as it was a public rumor.

She found it funny how Jurgena, who had no talent for seducing people with his words, was struggling to lure her out.

‘What should I do?’

What information might they have about an adventurer named ‘Roman’ over there?

The impression that people around me, excluding my women, evaluate me… Comes to mind right away.

‘Is being infatuated with women the most likely?’

Since some actions were shown for the first time, the attitude and movements to be shown were easily determined.

In my intuition, one more bounce is the Maginot line that kills doubts and is acceptable.

After that, it would be ideal to show an easy-to-see gap and approach while giving the other person the pleasure of catching it.

“How can even the same knight create a comfortable position for only one side? Cedric Floyd doesn’t tend to pout if it’s my horse, so if you hold the reins and shake him, you, an adventurer, will come out with some pretty refreshing pictures.”

“Tseu-eup, the picture of a man being assaulted doesn’t have anything appealing to say it’s a drinking party.”

Roman made a light noise. He moved his eyes slowly as if to read the other person.

After seeing the maids lined up on one side of the hallway, my eyes returned and met Juergena again.

He relaxed his stiff face as if he finally understood, and for the first time, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth and nodded.

“I made a fatal mistake here by omitting an explanation. What fun would there be in drinking alcohol with men? Of course, these are things to prepare.”

“If the Third Knight of the Empire says that, it’s not polite to refuse twice. Well, when the day comes, send a letter to the Adventurer’s Guild.”

Roman then shows a satisfied smile and, unlike the first time, extends his right hand as if to shake hands first.

Juergena took his hand.

“I’m looking forward to getting a seat. I’ll try to get it as soon as possible.”

*****

‘What a ridiculous guy.’

Juergena gritted her teeth as she felt Roman’s presence fade away.

He didn’t know how many times he wanted to draw his sword from the first word.

When I first met him, I was honestly impressed by his walking strides and his completed body.

Like an adventurer, he has the meticulousness to hide his level and the spirit of not being pushed away at all.

Just by looking at him, you can tell that he is confident and strong enough not to be defeated by anyone.

However, if we were to judge her only by Jurge Naga, who had been holding a sword for a long time and faced various enemies.

His confidence was overshadowed by his youthful energy, and he went in the wrong direction.

‘···He’s a frivolous guy who goes far beyond what I expected.’

A platinum adventurer who is easily exposed to rumors that he is a lecher.

It’s the foolishness and power-intoxicated nature that causes strife with the bards who serve as adventurers while going on adventures.

‘No matter how strong those guys are, their lives are always short.’

Otherwise, would there be smoke coming out of the chimney?

As much as I thought there must be a reason for it to sound like that, he was indeed a guy who seemed to have broken the mold for saying something like that.

No matter how good your talent is, if your attitude is like that, there will always be enemies with memorized weapons lurking behind your back.

“I’m going back to the territory.”

Euerge I came out of her royal chambers and placed her body in her chariot.

Drumming her fingers on the sheath of her sword, she once again racked her brain with Roman’s information.

‘Of course, there’s a chance it could be acting.’

It doesn’t matter if that realistic, sinister corner is a carefully made-up face.

Juergena, who has gone through numerous battles, does not rule out that possibility at all.

I know that little guy has the power to handle Cedric Floyd.

Could it be expected that they would target him with a promise made in the presence of listening ears from the imperial family?

It’s enough to know, it’s enough to not know.

All you have to do is prepare so that if you step out on your own out of confidence, you will never be able to return alive.

“Whoa…”

Juergena, having concluded, closed her eyes in her carriage.

The moment she closes her eyes, Roman’s face, ignoring the handshake and smiling wryly, comes to mind.

– The identity you expected is correct, but be careful not to shake hands with men.
– If you have nothing more to do than introduce yourself, I would like you to step aside.

“···.”

It’s an attitude she’s never experienced before in her life when it comes to her opponents who are lower than her. The more I thought about it, the more irritating the sarcasm became.

She wanted to cut off that face as soon as possible.

Kang!

She stabbed the front of her carriage with her scabbard in anger.

The driver quickly stopped her horse, and she ran in a huff and opened the carriage door.

“Oh, why are you doing that?”

“I’m going to Viscount Floyd’s estate.”