Published: September 9, 2025
May 19: Typo corrections made.
This is Satou. Mischievous kids have always existed, but I feel like nowadays, children are either smarter or sneakier. They seem to figure out whether the person they’re pranking will actually scold them before pulling their tricks.
Pranks should only be allowed up to elementary school age, right...?
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I returned to the teleportation room in the mansion’s basement, climbed the narrow stairs, and emerged into the entrance hall.
Some of the little girl maids were excitedly pointing outside the window and making a fuss.
One of them noticed the soft thud when I closed the basement door and hurried over to me, flapping her hands.
“Master! It’s an airship! An airship! It’s flying!”
“Because it is an airship.”
“That’s right! It’s amazing!”
If it didn’t fly, it wouldn’t be an airship.
I was guided by the little girl maid’s hand to the window. Above the garrison of the Labyrinth Front Army, a large airship was hovering.
It was the Airship No. 1 that I had delivered to the kingdom before as Nameless.
The Shiga Kingdom’s flag was painted on the side armor of the airship, and a small crest flag indicating its passenger was flying atop the ship’s bridge at the bow. Thanks to the knowledge of heraldry drilled into me by Yurina, the civil officer at Muno Castle, when I was knighted, I recognized that flag as belonging to Duke Bistal.
If I remember correctly, he’s the nephew of General Eltar of the Labyrinth Front Army here.
We, including those who conquered the mid-level floor masters like the “Roar of the Lion,” are also going to board that airship to head to the Royal Capital.
I just hope Duke Bistal, who doesn’t get along with Duke Oyugok, won’t bother me during the trip...
Well, nobles at the duke’s level wouldn’t be eccentric enough to pick a fight with a lowly honorary knight like me on purpose.
“Everyone, your morning duties aren’t finished yet. Get back to work quickly!”
Suddenly, Ms. Mitelna appeared in the entrance hall and scolded the little girl maids, who then scattered like a bunch of startled spiders and returned to their tasks.
“Good morning, Master.”
“Ah, good morning.”
“There were three of them last night. I’ve informed the guards’ station.”
“I see. Thanks for your hard work.”
The “three” Ms. Mitelna mentioned were the number of robbers who broke in last night. That makes a total of eight so far. That’s a bit too many.
The detection of robbers is handled by Scarecrow No. 11 installed on the mansion’s roof.
The subsequent capture is entrusted to adventurers arranged by Ms. Mitelna.
Even though the adventurers guarding us only receive the cheap reward of one Large Copper Coin per night, there’s no shortage of volunteers. It seems the little girl maids make such delicious late-night snacks that the adventurers, many of whom probably have a lolicon (attraction to young girls) tendency, find it appealing.
Anyway, most of the equipment is stored in my storage, Arisa’s Item Box, or the Fairy Bag, so the underground warehouse newly built in the courtyard, which the robbers target, only contains dummy magical artifacts.
Most of those are items we bought as acquaintances in the Labyrinth City or to help support the early days of the craftsmen’s row.
Of course, I added decorations to some of them to make them look more authentic.
If you gather them all, their value exceeds 100 gold coins, so even the dummies are attractive.
The other day, a robber who used earth magic even tried to dig a narrow underground tunnel to sneak in.
I just happened to be home then, detected him with the radar, caught him the same day, and handed him over to the authorities.
Now he’s a criminal slave, diligently working on soil improvement at an experimental farm in the suburbs.
The genuine magical items are kept in my underground laboratory, not in the courtyard’s warehouse.
There’s a large sword carved from the scythe of the “Hunter Mantis,” magically enhanced with Mithril and Hihiirokane. It’s the kind of item that red iron adventurers would crave desperately.