"Costate, you and I speak without the need to lie."
"Sir, please speak."
"I'm having some regrets. Why did I come to Entrode?"
"..."
It was still night at the inn, with Ronald and Costate sitting in front of the inn's stove, toasting bread to eat.
In fact, just moments before.
The two of them had just sent off the rarely-seen R'lyeh.
Having heard of Ronald's doubts from his subordinates, R'lyeh had hurried over from the Torrential Court to Ronald's residence at the inn the very next afternoon—the Torrential Court was the former royal palace of Entrode.
After the successful coup, the new rulers found the original name unsuitable, so they coined a new one themselves, and it was also common for the people to call it the Regency Court.
According to R'lyeh's explanation...
Entrode, or rather most countries in this world, if seen through Ronald's eyes, had a level of efficiency that was quite unreliable.
The performance efficiency displayed by the young spy.
