Volume 1 Chapter 4

“Again, Yuuri Alchiffon !!”

There were thirteen seats on the crimson round table, reminiscent of the color of blood, with a magic circle drawn on the backrest.

There were three magically projected shadows – black figures of varying heights and widths, but with no discernible facial features, sitting in their own seats.

“Calm down, bald. It’s too late to make a fuss now, right, baldhead. It’s so annoying, baldy.”

“Can you calm down about this!? If you gather that many flying dragons and have them attack the royal capital, they will be repelled by bricks, and many of my Cupy-chan who worked so hard in the ground will be killed by towels. –I’m not bald yet!”

“Eh, Ehi, Ehihi… You, changed the topic…”

The smallest shadow, the baldest shadow, and the shadow with the longest head of two meters debate controversially and argue vehemently in the pitch black space.

“In the first place, don’t you people have any shame!? This predicament!? Seven of us are in jail for attempted assault, having been beaten up by Yuuri Alchiffon as “a dangerous person who suddenly attacked”!?

Isn’t it a shame that most of the thirteen Knights of the Round Table are in jail!? “

“Are you not ashamed of being bald?”

“Because I’m embarrassed, I’m wearing a hat-I’m not bald!”

The “Bloodline of the Round Table” is an organization formed just for one girl.

They have been plotting to get rid of Yuuri Alchiffon, who is nothing but a hindrance, but their attempts have been unsuccessful.

“Is Arthur going to be able to come out soon? Bald?”

“Eh, Ehihi… We should celebrate…”

“What’s with the celebration, you idiot!! Why, although he’s the leader, he said something like ‘I’ll kill him with one finger’ and he’s the one who’s getting defeated first.”

“Ehi … the people who get caught are… Arthur, Gareth, Kay, Betivia, Lamorak, Boles, Geraint, and Gaheris… Except for Arthur, they’ve already left…

Are Lancelot and Mordred the only two adventurers working out front right now?”

“That’s right, those two”

A vertical shadow counted as it folded its unusually long fingers.

“I mean, Galabald~bald~ted “

“It’s Galahad. Don’t rhyme it.”

“Isn’t Yuuri Alchiffon aware of all our plans? And aren’t you all bald?”

The round table fell silent. Everyone felt it at some point. The peculiarity of Yuuri Alchiffon and the coincidence of him being at the Round Table’s “device”… and the fact that Galahad is bald.

“Ehi Ehi, let’s find out, shall we? Rupol can’t be removed now, right?”

“Because there is “It”.

The royal capital was able to work while keeping an eye on the flying dragon, but Rupol is not so. It would take too long to open it up.”

“I’m working on it.”

A small shadow with its chin resting on the round table chuckled somewhat happily and drew the sky with its thin index finger.

“I let a “secret detective” sneak into Yuuri Alchiffon’s party.”

“As expected from Sir Tristan !!”

“Ehihi… As expected, Tristan …”

The shadow, who smiled with satisfaction in response to the compliments of Galahad and others, scoops up the “blood” dripping from the part drawn by his finger and carries it to his mouth.

“Yuuri Alchiffon… I’ll have to taste it, your secret…”

After the shadows of three people disappeared from the crimson round table, the thirteen seats disappeared as if they were melting into the darkness.

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“Iyaa~, hello, Yuuri-san! I’m really glad to see that you’ve accepted a guy like me into Sword of LightLamp Flicker!! Please, take care of me!!”

A young man with golden hair mixed with black hair approaches me with a harmless look on his face, not even trying to break a big smile.

“Yuuri-sama, do you know him?”

“Senpai, is he your acquaintance?”

Asked by them, I ask him who doesn’t exist in my memory.

“……Who?”

“Eh, you don’t remember me?”

With a beautiful sword at his waist, he said to me with a smiling face.

“It’s Arthur. I don’t have a family name, so I’m just Arthur.

Please take care of me.”

He smiled and held out his right hand to me.