
How the eyes of Nefas Albania became rooted in the young woman on the path who proceeded to the academy grounds was quite natural.
He has a height that is not too small, but that does not mean he is high. She has light green hair, very short, and green eyes.
He was wearing a maid outfit that had such a deep green color from the deep forest as a basic tone. And then, the armor that covered his chest.
He held no weapons, but there was no mistake that he was a Maid Knight.
He had no interest in lower-class gossip, but Nefas remembered that he was waiting behind the Adventurer named Shion.
However, the reason why the man was currently unpopular was because he himself had not made his existence known to the world, and he was sure that if he did, he would, then he himself would definitely be the talk of the town.
Being the son of the House of Dukes, to Nephas, this was an agreement, and because of his thorough education as a nobleman, his growing pride made such thinking take shape.
It was for this reason that Nefas received a shock from seeing the young lady of the Knight Maid that was before his eyes.
The man himself has── Various articles suitable for high-class lineages.
Best weapons.
The best armor.
The best educational environment.
Best officer.
Blessed with all that, he even enrolled in this academy as the best student.
However, he did not have a Maid Knight.
It is said to them to obey only those whom they acknowledge as their own masters, they are the best servants.
It was said they would not obey someone if they were not happy with them, even if that person was the king of a country, the arrogant servants.
The servants were unobtainable even with the Albanian power of the Duke House.
Because of this, when the Knight Maid entered his field of vision, inevitably Nefas became unable to take his eyes off her.
Why, there is a Maid Knight in a place like this.
In fact, it was because Shion was only concentrating on books and was less likely to restrict his behavior, but Nephas had no idea about the circumstances.
In any case, he understood that the person he thought would be the best servant to accompany himself suddenly came to him alone like a pebble in the street or something for some reason.
“Oi, you ....”
Nephas called out to the young lady of the Knight Maid who was chasing the fluttering yellow butterfly.
Even the young lady naturally had to turn to her words Nephas who should have taken as the utmost priority above all else.
However, what actually happened was that the girl just passed by in front of Nephas without responding to Nephas words at all.
Nefas became speechless at that unbelievable behavior. However, he suppressed his anger with a calmness that stood above the rest.
Pushing his well-groomed blue hair, he slowly gave the command in a loud voice.
“Si Maid Knight over there. Stop!”
Calling her like that, finally, the young lady of the Conferred Knight suddenly stopped her legs.
Turning around without concealing her displeased-looking expression, the young lady replied to Nephas in a voice that was also ominous.
"……What? Zweita was currently busy chasing that fluttering item.”
“Berkibar-libar .....?”
Maybe that was about the butterfly he was chasing before, is what Nephas thought.
He felt annoyed at the young lady who did not know that her words as a noble by herself should take precedence over something like that.
However, rethinking that if the girl knew about her business with him and he would then naturally fall prostrate to her and feel pleased, Nefas smiled and made an announcement to the young lady.
"Obey Me. I'll give you anything you want.”
“No.”
With an immediate answer, Zweita returned to look for the butterfly that flew out of nowhere, and let her look at the air.
“O, yes! Who do you think I am!”
No one has ever tried to resist until now. Those were magic words that would make anyone obey him if he said so.
With those words smashed easily, Nefas panicked and tried to grab Zweita by the shoulder.
He tried to get it ...... However, he was smoothly avoided.
Zweita looked at Nephas with eyes as if he was looking at something worthless.
“You, just a lowly Man. See you.”
After saying that, Zweita turned around and looked for the butterfly.
Looking at his back, the guard of Nephas who was waiting for him put a hand on the sword at his waist.
What the guard did in place of the dumbfounded Nephas was something natural.
Social status was absolute, and to denounce a noble as a lowly Man, it was blasphemy akin to saying that they had the social standing of a commoner.
Thinking that he was a Knight Maid that he said was at a rumored level, and moreover, since he was an unarmed opponent, he would not be a problem for himself, either, after considering the position of his master from the afterlife, the servant judged that he should be cut down.
For this reason, the man unsheathed his sword, and slashed at Zweita. He swung his iron sword from the lower left to the upper right.
With just that, he would raise the blood splash and fall.
Just before the slash from behind him occurred, Zweita turned around, and kicked the officer's hand upwards.
After the hand gripping the sword was kicked, the man groaned and dropped his sword.
The man clutched his hand and looked at Zweita. Zweita looked back at him while still putting on an unhappy expression, then sighed.
“It's a good thing, that Zweita has no weapons.”
“Guh .....!”
After his little arrogance was provoked, the man groaned from being told that. However, it was not from understanding the difference in strength.
He was only angry from being humiliated in front of his master.
“...... Stop, Algas.”
“Y, yes.”
Obeying Nephas' orders, the officer named Algas took his sword and sheathed it into its sheath.
“Zweita, right?”
“Zweita is Zweita. Still need something?”
“I Nephas. Nefas Albania.”
“Is that? See you.”
Without showing any interest, Zweita chases after a butterfly.
While hatefully looking at his appearance from behind, Algas called out to Nefas.
“...... Is that okay? If you only give me orders, then-”
I will kill him immediately, is what Algas will say, but Nephas speaks first of him.
“Investigating things about its master.”
“...... Yes sir.”
While chasing Zweita's appearance from behind with his eyes, Nefas made a small mutter.
“Zweita. Zweita, yes.”
The fact that an emotion similar to joy hid within the murmur, was something that Nephas himself had not yet realized.
The fact that the emotion he felt for the first time, was the beginning of something called obsession.