After having spoken in the chamber, I received a torrent of discontent, most for show, others in pure disgust, especially from those who received highly appreciated titles.

From among the group of us summoned here, some of them tried to reason with me and at least get me stay.

Others tried to force my commitment with a bit of force.

Well, most of them had already agreed to give this country their help and commitment.

But, I am no charity worker. Getting dragged here at their convenience, with nothing for benefit, and telling us what I consider to be lies and deceit, in order to make us pawns, disposable at that.

Nope. Not going to have any of that.

While I don’t have the appropriate evidence, I am sure that my deduction on things isn’t wrong.

While the group went on to argue and scuffle amongst the selves for a while, the noise went on increasing.

Looking around I could see more contemptuous smiles on some of the fogies and I could see black lines form on the king’s face.

Noticing that I quickly decided to at least intervene here, and got everyone to calm down.

 “Hey! Hey! Guys! Calm down!

You are in the presence of king, so mind your manners at the very least.”

After they quieted down, I turned towards the king.

 “On behalf of them all, I do apologies your majesty. Please forgive them, as it seems my withdrawal was a stirring and unacceptable topic for most of them.

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I hope you can show some of your great magnanimity for the slight disrespect.”

I made a heartfelt, sincere apology while blowing some praises for him.

Considering everything so far, they are people who like to be praised endlessly and proven right at all times. If you give them something good, it leaves room for negotiating. As it goes in such plots in the WNs I read.

After my bit of flattering the king had broad smiles quickly return to his face as he waved off the matter and gave a boisterous laugh.

With things coming down again, I tried to think of some solution to my situation.

But my thoughts got interrupted when one of the grey robed old fogies on the side, stepped in closer and spoke to me.

“Little boy, I know what you are thinking.”

He spoke with a glint in his eyes and an amiable (disgusting) look on his face.

I replied unhurriedly.

“What do you mean?”

“You were thinking that, with an unknown title, you would be useless, right?”

“… Yes. I don’t think I am wrong with thinking that.”

“Hahaha. There is no need to feel constrained. I remember clearly, you are the one with the most amount of magic from among your group. We could nurture you and help you gain strength.”

“…”

At that, I was momentarily speechless. This was not a route I expected to come out in this muddy place.

This damned fogy.

Saying something like that here. What is his goal? Is he trying to find a way to use (kill) me?

I can already feel the burning gaze from the [Hero] and co.

“Are you considering it?”

Seeing that I was in loss while staring back at him, the oldie asked with a grin on his still amicable (disgusting) looking face.

“I don’t think I have to consider.

True, you could possible help and train me.

But… would that not take time and resources, which as per what we are told, you do not have abundant of?”

“Eh?”

Humph. Even if you try to wool my eyes, I won’t let you. I’ll turn it around on you.

“Also, I am not fond of the thinking of fighting and the like.”

“What the- mm mnfm!”

“I think it would be better for the benefit of the country that it focuses on the nurturing of the [Hero] and those able and willing companions.

With having fewer, and fewer resources to spare, selectiveness in dire times, is but a necessity, I think.”

Ignoring the slight moment of interrupting noise, I continued with reasoning arguments. I tried to push the focus on to the already brainwashed [Hero] and his group.

I intended to indirectly have his support in getting me out of here.

“Hmm… Your argument is sound. But I do think it would be a waste not to develop you.

In considering your words, how about not the country, but I personally take charge of developing you?”

This fogy still won’t give up.

“Would that not be a hindrance, with you being busy as a high standing member of the elite of this country?

I believe that the country that is so strained definitely needs more attention and care from someone of your stature.”

“HAHAHA!

For one so young, you are very considerate and clear minded with your thoughts and words. It is rare and appreciable.

It wouldn’t be a problem at all. While tis true I am part of the country’s highest levels, I am but a weak and old man. I can do nothing much with my feeble abilities in this current time.”

With that, the old fogy had a gleaming smile. His eyes slightly gave off the glint of looking down on me.

I am sure he tried to hide that, but, I mean, his behaviour was quite obvious after all.

He must be thinking that I am beat and would just roll over right now.

But why is he so focused on me. What do I have that is so special in value?