"Hi~! Ophelia dear, I'm in!"
In the snow-collar castle, Ophelia was sitting on the chair in her room, thinking about something with a gloomy face, and suddenly she heard a sound...it should be considered a greeting sound.
"You guy is..."
She raised her head and looked towards the door.
The weird girl in military green clothes, Gaoyanskaya, was standing at the door of her room with a smile, looking at her jokingly.
...It's really uncomfortable, what about it.
"Oh, it's such a dazzling princess's boudoir...even in the snow, there is a fragrant smell."
"What's wrong, Ophelia dear, don't you welcome me?"
She walked to Ophelia's room on her own and stood next to Ophelia's bookcase.
Ophelia's room is almost entirely a wonderful room made of ice-like crystals, and although it looks cold, it is actually in a subtle state of constant temperature.
The strange zone is a dangerous zone, and it is the same no matter which strange zone it is.
"Shouldn't you leave?"
Ophelia frowned and looked at the servant who must be wary of it.
Gaoyanskaya, Yanfeng Kirei, Luslan.
Even if these three riders are indeed on their side, they still need to be wary of them.
"Well, well, let's talk about this later. Can I drink some of this?"
She smiled, took out a bottle of vodka from Ophelia's cabinet and swayed at Ophelia.
Ophelia frowned slightly and looked at her without saying a word.
"What? Do you mind drinking when I work? It's okay."
"It's the same cold here as Russia. If you don't have a little wine to warm up your body, it will be very uncomfortable."
"After all, not everyone can be favored by the King of the Antonyms like Ophelia kisses you~ I'm right?"
"After that being said-Ophelia, if I remember correctly, you seem to be from Nordic?"
While pouring the gem-like vodka into the cup, Gaoyanskaya looked at Ophelia with a smile with a bent eyes.
“…It has nothing to do with you.”
Ophelia moved her eyes away and her head shaking unconsciously.
Although the woman opposite acted very friendly and intimate to her... but she definitely couldn't get along with her.
Even if Kilshtalya had not warned her to be careful of these three strange servants, she would not have excessive personal relationships with these three people.
"It's so cold, Ophelia, aren't our relationship very good?"
"Or, compared to me who are both women, do you actually prefer those two guys? A weird priest, and a cold... Major General?"
It could be heard that she seemed to want to use some other words in the last sentence, but it was stopped and replaced by a relatively normal "major general".
"You are also responsible for tasks, just like I was entrusted by Lord Kilshtalya."
"Ah, don't worry, don't worry, I've basically completed my work in Nordic Europe? Don't look at me like this, I'm actually a woman with a strong career aspiration~"
"Uh, of course, if not, I wouldn't have been driven by that guy."
“It’s really annoying…”
She bulged her face and showed a somewhat resentful expression.
"To put it bluntly, the dream tree can grow smoothly and the King of the Antonyms can cooperate. Is this the best thing?"
"I also enriched my private collections and the like. I guess it's not too far from my journey to the next strange belt."
"But before that, I need to talk to someone."
As she said that, she turned around and looked in the direction of the door, and her expression became cunning.
"...Are you right? Luslan, who has been eavesdropping on the girls' conversations at the door since the beginning - Your Excellency?"
"I'm here to talk to Ophelia about receiving guests. What are you here for?"
Luslan stood at the door, hugging her chest, looking coldly at Gaoyanskaya who was shaking her wine glass at her.
"If you're really that idle, you should get out of the other strange stories earlier and take a look."
"I'm still so unforgivable, 'Mr.'"
Although she was laughing, there were clear blue veins on Gaoyanskaya's face.
"This is my room, you two will keep quieter."
Ophelia was a little irritated, and now these two problematic characters who need to be warned stand here, which made her feel even worse.
"Don't worry about this free and casual woman, Ophelia, what are you going to do when you call me here?"
Luslan walked in and sat on Ophelia's sofa, snatched the bottle of vodka from Goyanskaya's hand, and poured himself a cup.
"...You are really...!"
Gaoyanskaya gritted her teeth.
She was really unable to deal with Luslan...!
"...You guys actually have no difference."
After looking at Luslan, he looked at Gaoyanskaya, who was still casually posing just now, and Ophelia's mouth twitched.
"It's really my greatest misfortune compared to such people. Just talk about the serious business Ophelia."
"I will stay in the Nordic Anecdotes for the time being. Although there is no unnecessary task, I can't say I'm completely idle."
After taking a sip of vodka, Luslan glanced at Gaoyanskaya who was about to explode, ignored her, and then looked at Ophelia seriously.
"...It is a matter of contacting the gods who came from the Atlantic Anecdotes."
Ophelia smiled, stood up, and sat on the sofa, opposite Luslan.
She was actually very happy to see the situation in front of her - although Luslan was difficult to get along with, it was much better than Gaoyanskaya.
"Is there someone on Wodaim?"
Luslan narrowed his eyes.
"The number of gods and servants in the Atlantic Analects belt is very large. Which horseman is it?"
Ophelia frowned.
Wodaim...
"He is a servant named Kaynese, and he will come to the Nordic Anecdotes in about a few days."
Ignoring the strange title, Ophelia still truthfully told which rider was coming.
“……Kanice.”
Luslan frowned.
If he remembers correctly, this person seems to be...
And the Atlantic Anecdotes, that person seemed to have been summoned for some reasons...
Hopefully there won't be too much trouble.
"I understand, I'll deal with it."
"Then, I'll say goodbye first."
He drank the wine in the cup and placed it on the table. He stood up and left in a hurry.
Chapter completed!