"Our army has met some resistance in the North, but nothing of consequence. The only one who has truly harmed us is the coward king who abandoned the Northern Frontier and fled to Middle Earth..."
A woman's voice from Rikaner Glory read the news aloud.
"How can they be so shameless?" Evelyn fumed. She had brought the newspaper.
"It's fine. Word of those two Legendary deaths should have reached them by now... Next, it's our turn."
To put it bluntly, Annan was a distinguished guest of the Empire, a teacher to the Duchy of Keating, a steadfast ally of the Montablinlock Duchy, a friend to noble ladies, and considered one of their own by half of Middle Earth... What gave those bumpkins from the Northern Frontier the right to fight him?
If Annan was telling the truth, the Rikaner Kingdom was a disgrace to humanity, a pack of damned scum. If he was lying, they had still driven him to it.
Annan asked Evelyn, "Did you get enough rest?"
"I'm fine. Lady Yagoni has been very attentive..." Evelyn said softly.
Then why was she blushing?
Annan wasn't sure whether making an Incubus his bodyguard had been a good idea. He had thought it would be fine as long as the person being protected wasn't a man, but now...
"Should I ask Mr. Fast to help you instead?"
"No! Lady Yagoni just likes telling stories. Her stories are a little... unusual." Evelyn explained with a blush, then complained that Annan was prejudiced against incubi.
"You're using my own magic against me?"
As he spoke, Annan heard a familiar name from Rikaner Glory, which was still reading aloud.
"...Faru Barros, head of the Barros family and King of the North, accused Annan Reeves of having a notorious reputation even back in the