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He had the stout body of a man in his forties, but the part about him that stood out most was the thinning hair on the top of his head. The Moro family had a tradition of buttling for notable noble houses, and in the past he too had worked as a butler. That was why he served as a secretary in the rescue corps, in order to make full use of his skills. Neia had been very lucky to meet someone like him when she had first founded the group. If she had not met him, her hair would have gone white at an early age. “No, it’s fine. What is it?”
“Thank you. I shall be brief. I wish to say that the membership of our organization is now in excess of 30,000.” “Ah, that’s wonderful! To think we’d gain so many people who understand His Majesty’s greatness! No, that’s only to be expected. His Majesty truly is an amazing person, after all!” Shizu nodded and went “Mhm.” The organization now had more members than the population of a small city. Of the 3.5 million-odd residents of the Northern Holy Kingdom, around 1% of them now belonged to the group. “Our supporters have expressed a desire for a symbol of some sort to show their membership in the group.” “I see… indeed… That… makes sense.” “Indeed. Some wearable item to indicate their membership is essential in order to foster a sense of reassurance and belonging.” Mhm,Neia nodded. They would be very happy to have some symbol of solidarity — something related to the Sorcerer King. Neia wanted one too. “Please use the best possible means at your disposal. However, I do not wish us to give preferential treatment based on cash donations and the like.” “...unoff... fan...ub…” Neia picked up something that even her acute hearing could not fully make out. “Shizu-senpai, what did you say?” Neia asked.“...Nothing.” “...Really? Still, if I make a mistake when speaking about His Majesty, you must tell me.” Neia turned her gaze back to Beldran. Recently, there were more and more people who remained unshaken even when she looked at them, and it made Neia very happy.
“Let the craftsmen take care of that, then. Now… can you tell me about the rest of my schedule?”“Yes, Baraja-sama. In about two hours, the supporters will be organizing a “‘Thanksgiving to the Sorcerer King.’” I believe you are scheduled to take part and speak of His Majesty’s great deeds.” “I understand.” Neia felt quite excited. Having discovered that the Sorcerer King was justice, she felt a sense of camaraderie and closeness to the supporters who could understand how she felt, and she enjoyed talking to people who shared her views. “Also, there are people who would like you to witness the fruits of their training. Given that you are very busy now, should I reject them?”Neia had recently founded an honor guard unit of her supporters and was currently putting them through intense training. Both Neia and Shizu had taken part in that training.
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