ALL NOVEL Chapter 62
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—“Good morning, world. No, no, good morning is what you say when you wake up. Then when you wake up without a wink of sleep. What do people say?”
Did you think it was a morning chant?
Unfortunately, I stayed up all night.
My reason died, but I managed to get my instincts on the road too, although they’ve come back to life about three times.
I’m like a zombie. Young libido is terrifying.
I managed to get out of this predicament by repeatedly going to the toilet on the way to unify my mind, or rather job change to a wise man.
“Good morning…I slept well. I don’t know why, I feel at ease next to Kenya-kun.”
(Yeah? I didn’t sleep a wink, though.)
Reina seems to have slept soundly with peace of mind, and she looks cute with her sleepy face.
Besides, it was dark yesterday because it was night, but in front of the morning sun, you can see her underwear through her thin negligee.
Kenya thought.
Erotic.
What’s this, why are her breasts so big when she’s so thin?
What are they filled with? Dreams and hopes? Can I have a little touch?
But Reina gets up and leaves the room.
“Well, I’m going back.”
“Oh, boobies…”
“Did you say something?”
“No, no! Nothing!”
And then…
Reina went back.
She’s showered, put on her military uniform, spiffed up and ready to cook today’s breakfast.
Kenya quickly gets ready, too, and goes to help.
“Reina… why don’t you sleep separately?”
“Eh? …You didn’t want to…? I see…I’m sorry.”
“No, of course not! I want to sleep with you today too!”
Kenya replies with a cheerful voice.
Reina’s smile is more important than sleep!
I’m fine without sleep for a few days. I’m more worried about whether I’ll be able to reason with her.
Then they finish breakfast and relax in the living room.
Kenya is sleeping soundly, but it can’t be helped.
Then the pick-up car that said it would come around noon arrives.
“It’s a limousine. Isn’t it too long?”
“Is this your first time riding in one?”
“This is that one, right? Isn’t this where the Parisians open the champagne and have an orgy inside?”
“I’m not sure… is that right?”
“No, I’m prejudiced.”
Then Kenya and Reina get in.
The driver was an uncle who looked like Sebastian.
The interior was exactly as I had imagined it would be, and it fitted the image of a gal between his two hands and wooing.
“Someday I’ll have a gal in both hands, woohoo… no, not. But Kaguya and Reina… great?”
“Gals?”
“Doesn’t this world have any gals… no, nothing.”
Too bad, it seems there are no otaku-friendly gals. It’s no wonder there are no gals to begin with.
In the meantime, we went to the roundabout at Valhalla Castle.
Then there were luxury cars lined up in black, so black that even a yakuza meeting would be blue.
Luxury cars as far as the eye can see.
Maybe they all belong to the nobility, and they said that nobles from all over the Asgard empire would be here today.
We went through the entrances of the officials and into the back streets.
In these situations, it seems that the guest of honor doesn’t go in like everyone else.
I’m not sure about that when you meet the person being celebrated, in advance.
“Well, go on, then.”
Kenya and Reina are then dropped off at the back door.
They followed the directions.
“Then, I’ll be waiting for you at the venue, Onii-Chan.”
“Ah, see you later.”
Only Kenya waits in another room.
In the meantime, he was given a brief explanation of the etiquette, and was told that all he had to do was kneel down and say his oath.
Why is the last word in English? I thought, “Why English?” but that’s the tradition, so I don’t mind.
*Conversation with Rhode yesterday.
“Basically, you swear, and only the last word is Yes, Your Highness.”
“Yes, Your Highness, what’s that?”
“It’s used in a formal setting. It means ‘I understand’. Yes, Your Highness. It means something like that. By the way, Highness means royalty.”
“Hmm, like Yes, Sir!”
“Yes, by the way, for Emperor, it’s Majesty. You won’t get a chance to use it, though.”
***
An exchange with Rhode that I recall immediately afterwards.
I thought I’d heard it in an animation from a previous world, but I don’t care. It’s an official word, so it shouldn’t be a problem.
After waiting in another room for a while, it seems time has come and Kenya is called.
With a blessing whistle and fanfare, the huge doors open and Kenya enters the venue.
At the end of the red carpet is Rhode, and around him are the nobles and cameras.
Besides, next to Reina, looking at us and waving.
(Sieg! You came.)
Sieg the military god.
It’s his son’s big day. He can’t not come?
***
“Today, we are relaying the knighting ceremony of His Highness the Rhode. His Highness the Lord is an ever-victorious commander feared by the world, who won all the battles in the war against the EU, which is said to be the greatest war in history!
His Highness has not chosen a knight until now, but on this day! At last, His Highness the Rhode has chosen a knight!”
The imperial broadcast relayed the knighting ceremony of Lord’s knighthood throughout the Asgard Empire.
An announcer-like caster broadcasts in front of the camera at the venue.
“And, uh, he has just entered. It’s Sir Kan Sylphid! He is the son of the God of War, and he is the youngest Knight-Chief of the Holy Knights in history, who has defeated Sir Jin Halberd, who has been called the strongest student of his generation and is now the strongest of his generation!”
***
(Wow, I’m not good at these things…)
Hundreds of millions of people throughout Asgard focus their attention on Kenya.
No one is sitting on the throne at the back.
And to his right are Odin Asgard and Osiris Halberd.
And to his left is Rhode Asgard, with no one next to him.
Kenya’s eyes meet Rhode’s.
It was frustrating but reassuring.
As usual, he is smiling at Kenya with a smirk on his face.
No, is that him making fun of me? Me being nervous.
Kenya, who has suddenly become annoyed, forgets about his nervousness and straightens his posture.
He doesn’t realize that this is to relieve Kenya’s tension with Rhode.
Straight down the red carpet, he kneels down in front of Rhode and pulls out the sword from his waist and offers it to Rhode.
When their eyes meet and he hands the sword to her, he speaks in a whisper that only the two of them can hear.
“Don’t you dare laugh.”
“Shh. I can hear you. Huh, but it doesn’t suit you.”
Rhode laughs at Kenya, who kneels down.
Rhode then takes Kenya’s sword and places the belly of the sword on both shoulders.
At that moment, the buzz in the hall disappears and silence envelops the room, waiting for Lord to open his mouth.
Only Rhode speaks.
His loud, clear voice echoes through the hall.
“Ken Sylphid, do you hereby take the oath of knighthood and swear to fight as my knight?”
“I do swear.”
“Wilt thou swear that thou shalt be my sword and shield for ever in thy allegiance and for the cause of great justice?”
“I swear.”
“Then, in the name of Rhode Asgard, I acknowledge thee Ken Sylphid as my knight. And I command you to aid me. My knight Ken Sylphid.”
He then draws his sword towards Kenya.
He kisses the sword softly and looks at Rhode.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
With words of respect for the royalty.
He then takes the sword from Rhode, stands up, and places it on his waist.
With this, the knighthood ceremony is over.
Clap clap clap clap.
Applause rings out.
Of course, it was the silver-haired girl who started the applause. And then Papa.
The applause rolls in one after another in response.
“With this, Ken Sylphid is now my knight! From now on, you must know that to oppose him is the same as to oppose me!”
The entire Asgard Empire celebrates and acknowledges Kenya.
On this day, Kenya officially became Lord’s Knight, and their half-year plan was fulfilled.
And.
“And today I have something to announce to everyone!”
Then a large screen is brought in.
A huge TV, as if relaying something.
(Hmm? What the hell is that…)
Odin is not told, and neither is anyone else here.
And what appears on the screen immediately afterwards is.
“Everyone… it’s been a long time. I have something to tell you all today.”
Orgard Asgard is lying face down on the bed.
The apex of this world speaks out.
A story that will decide the fate of the world.