When Hikaru arrived in Agiapole, the first thing that captivated him was the whiteness of the cityscape. White wood was used for the roofs and even coated in white paint. It reminded Hikaru of Santorini island in the Aegean Sea.
I think they just painted the lime rocks white over there. Here though, the wood itself is white.
The color white reflected more light from the sun, resulting in an overall cooler temperature. Biosâs capital, Agiapole, was located further south than Ponsoniaâs royal capital. Putting on an overcoat during winter was not necessary. Summer must be hell here.
Incidentally, Santoriniâs lime rocks werenât just for lowering temperature, but for sterilization purposes as well. In this city, however, that didnât seem to matter.
ãWow... So this is Agiapole... Iâve dreamed of this place!ã
Paula was deeply moved. Laviaâs eyes darted all over the place. They were both fully prepared to go sightseeing. But there was something they had to do first.
Before getting a room, Hikaru made his way to his destination to complete his task. In order to deliver Princess Kudyastoriaâs official letter, he would need to see the Pope, so he headed to the tower.
ãLetâs see.ã
Hikaru arrived at the remarkably huge tower without getting lost. A moat clearly surrounded the building. There was clearly a castle gate. Soldiers were clearly guarding the place. Yet people referred to it as a âtowerâ. As he passed through the gate, a voice called out to him. An old Gray Deacon.
ãMe?ãHikaru asked.
ãYou canât just come here. This isnât a tourist spot.ã
ãI have important business here.ã
ãSightseeing isnât important business.ã
ãIâm not here for sightseeing.ã
ãThose girls seem to be giggling a lot, though.ã
Hikaru turned around to see Lavia and Paula making comments as they pointed at the building. From his perspective, they absolutely looked like tourists.
ãThatâs not good... But really, I have business here.ã
Hikaru showed the Adventurers Guild request certification. It served both as identification and a pass. The old man glanced at it.
ãI see. In that case, you may give me the letter.ã
ãI have to give this to the right person. Can you inform them of my arrival?ã
ãNow, now. I said Iâll take it. Hand it over quick.ã
ãI need to know if it makes it to His Holiness, the Pope.ã
ãHis Holiness?!ã
The old man looked surprised, covering his mouth with his hand. He was clearly exaggerating.
ãWhatâs wrong?ãA hooded soldier guarding the gate approached them. Chain armor covered his body, and he carried around a lance.
ãThis boy says he has a letter from Ponsonia.ãthe old man said.ãHe says to inform the Pope.ã
ãThat is absurd. Why, youâre an adventurer.ãthe soldier remarked.
Hikaru gave a shrug.ãIs this how you treat someone delivering a letter from a princess of a nation?ã
ãHahaha! You think youâre an emissary or something? Just give me this letter youâre talking about. Iâll take good care of it.ã
Looks like I misunderstood something. I never thought Bios was this too egoistic.
ãAll right, then. Iâll hand it over as long as you give me attestation that you received it.ãHikaru said, fed up from dealing with the two.ãEither of you will do.ã
The soldier was surprised from Hikaruâs change in attitude.ãWh-What? Youâre not getting one.ãhe said.
ãI need proof that says I delivered the letter within the allotted time so I can get my reward from the guild.ã
ãThe Adventurers Guild is none of our concern.ã
ãOkay, then. I guess Iâll just have the Adventurers Guild file an official complaint. I still have three more days. Thatâs plenty of time. If thereâs a complaint that concerned two nations, letâs just say a few soldiers might have to kiss their jobs goodbye.ã
Hikaru turned around. The soldier panicked.
ãW-Wait! Okay. Iâll ask a Blue Knight to write a proof of receipt.ãhe said.
ãWhat are you saying? You canât trouble a knight for something like this.ã
ãYou know this is not something a mere Gray can handle.ã
ãUgh...ã
Hikaru heaved a sigh as he watched the two men arguing. Hierarchical societies are everywhere, he thought.
The soldier left in a hurry and came back with the proof of receipt. Hikaru checked its contents. After confirming that everything was good, Hikaru handed over the letter.
ãAll right. Iâll give this to the Blue Knights. You can leave.ã
ã.........ã
ãIs there something else?ã
ãNothing...ã
The civil war plunged Ponsonia in a state of chaos. This arbitration might solve the kingdomâs problem. Yet the soldiers had no knowledge of a messenger coming, and they didnât give them a warm welcome either, instead treating them roughly. Soon the real emissary, Ponsoniaâs delegate would be arriving. How can they act like this? Is this common in this world? Or is Agiapoleâs an exception? Hikaru turned his back to the soldier.
ãNo! Please let me go!ã
ãAre you serious? Lord Gelop here is talking to you!ã
Paula moved in front of Lavia, as if to protect her. A Gray Monk grabbed her arm. Not too far away, a fat monk was watching them with an indecent look. Hikaru wondered which part of him was religious.
ãThey call me Guru Gelop, the closest person to the Reds. Behold, my sleeves!ã
ãWhat elegant three lines, Lord Gelop.ã
ãI can feel the virtuosity emanating from you.ã
The manâs sleeves were embroidered with three lines. His followers either had one or none at all.
ãYou look cute.ãGelop said.ãIâll personally preach to you about the teachings of God.ã
ãI said, let me go!ã
ãCome here! Lord Gelop isâã
The man grabbing Paula grunted in pain. A hand was gripping his wrist tight.
ãOh, you look like monks. I thought for sure you were thugs.ã
ãHikaru-sama!ã
ãHikaru!ã
The monk looked at Hikaru. At first, he appeared to be surprised it was just a kid, then suddenly his face contorted. The grip on his wrist was too strong, he had no choice but to let Paula go. His wrist made creaking sounds.
Hikaru had one point on Strength. He was as strong as people who did manual labor.
ãUgh... O-Ouch... That hurts...ã
ãHey, what are you doing this time?!ã
The soldier came running over. Hikaru let the man go and shot a glare at Gelop, whose face was red from infuriation.
ãSo men of faith take girls by force now?ã
ãBastard... You better not make Lord Gelop mad.ã
ãWhat happened?!ãthe soldier cut in.
Hikaru ignored him and started walking, grabbing both Laviaâs and Paulaâs hands. Gelop kept his eyes on them, but didnât follow.
ãWhat is wrong with this place?ã
ãI-Iâm sorry, Hikaru-sama. I got too carried away.ã
ãItâs not your fault. If getting too excited is wrong, then Iâm at fault as well.ãLavia said.ãEven Hikaru when he gets a ton of money.ã
ãWait a sec. You make it sound like I get excited when I get money.ã
ãIt sure looked like it when you defeated Senkun and won a hundred million.ã
He couldnât deny it.
Their order arrived. Hikaru decided to go to a café before giving his report at the guild. They needed to get their minds off of things.
They ordered the cityâs famous product, souffle pancakes topped with fresh cream and white sugar. The table was white, but the plates were green, making for a bit of variety.
ãBut Like Lavia said, itâs not your fault, Paula. Itâs those idiotsâ fault for ganging up on you.ã
ãR-Really?ã
ãJust be honest, Paula.ãLavia said.ãYou thought Hikaru would come to you rescue, right? You were delighted he saved you.ã
ãWha?! Uhm... Uh... Yes.ã
Paula was fidgety, tapping her two forefingers together as she looked at Hikaru. With her completely new look, her mannerisms struck a chord in him.
ãI blame Dodorono for all this. Itâs his fault for making you look too pretty.ãHikaru said.
ãWhat?! N-No. Iâm notâã
ãNice one, Hikaru! I think so too. People keep staring at her.ã
ãThatâs not true! Itâs because youâre cute, Lavia-chan.ã
ãNo, itâs you thatâs cute.ã
ãNuh-uh.ã
ãItâs true.ã
ãAll right, break it off. This might go on forever.ã
Theyâve been getting along too well lately that their conversations seemed to not go anywhere. Hikaru was glad, but also felt a bit sad that he was being left out.
ãAnyway, Iâve been wondering. People here are ranked based on colors, huh?ã
ãYes. Itâs called the Five Divine Ranks. The White Pope stands at the top, then Purple, Red, Blue, and Gray.ã
ãBut what about that guy? Uh, what was his name again? Fatty?ã
ãUh, I donât think thatâs his name...ã
ãWhatever. He said he was a guru or something.ã
ãApparently thereâs hierarchy among the Grays as well.ã
ãEven thought theyâre all the same Grays?ã
ãYes, but itâs not official.ã
Hikaru heaved a sigh. Heâd been sighing a lot today.
ãYou know what they say, if three people gather, you can create two groups. Do they really have to put a ranking in everything?ã
ãDo you hate this city?ãLavia asked.
Hikaru thought about it for a bit.ãMy first impression is awful, at least.ã
ãBut it looks beautiful.ã
ãBeauty is useless when youâre rotten on the inside. We still have a few days before the Foreign Minister arrives. I say we go sightseeing. We might find some great spots here and even good people.ã
Hikaru wondered. He made sure to arrive in seven days. I just hope thereâs someone out there who knows what this means.
He took a spoon and took a piece of his pancake. Sugar spread in his mouth. It was sweet enough to cover up slight cooking errors.