"Oh, so she is a princess?" Chief White stepped deeper into the shop, allowing her to see her facial expression. She had clear white eyes, surrounded by a thin red circle and a smaller purple circle. She had ice-white hair and a nice toned body, despite wearing her uniform. Surprisingly, she didn't have a horn but had white scales under her left eye. All in all, she is a beauty.
'Oh damn, she is hot. Well, no, Liny is way better! No, new life, new life.' I thought, hitting myself over the head.
"Are you okay?" The chief inquired, tilting her head towards me.
"Ah yeah, I just had some bad thoughts," I said, feeling quite awkward.
"Oh, it was that, wasn't it?" Sara said smugly.
"What?" I asked, tilting my head at Sara.
"She's hot, right? After all, a lot of people are after her hand. If you decide to move forward, she will be a great asset." Sara spoke confidently, and the only reason I didn't stop her was because I was actually interested in hearing what the chief had to say.
"Princesses, not to be rude, but I wouldn't date a child." The chief said it with an awkward smile.
"What would you say if she was already 18 and that mom made her body get younger?" Sara said, grinning.
"Even then, she is still younger than me." Chief White continued, shaking her head once more.
"Uh, how about if she is stronger than you?" Sara asked, not giving up.
"I highly doubt that, princess." The chief expressed his anger at her inquiry.
"Oh, is that?"
"Sara, just stop it," I said, interrupting her with an exhausted voice.
"Okay."
"She seems to listen to you already, huh?" Chief White noted this, nodding happily.
"Hmm, I guess, but why do you sound so surprised?" I said, tilting my head.
"Well, the princess and princes aren't really known to listen to anyone other than their parents." The chief spoke, glaring at Sara's shy expression.
"Ah, yeah, I thought so. Seeing how the other day went." I said, nodding in agreement.
"Hmm." Chief White hummed, looking at me.
"Hendrian," I stated.
"Aah, that brat. He always does something the moment his parents are away." The chief spoke, sighing, exhausted.
"Well, he has a collar now, so he should be fine for a while," I said, chuckling.
"Collar?"
"His big sister is keeping him in check," I said sarcastically.
"Right." The chief responded, not trusting my words.
"Ah, no faith, I see. Anyway, are you really allowed to call the royal kids brats?" I asked, tilting my head at her.
"I might not see it, but I am a duke's daughter, and sergeants or higher have the right to handle royals and nobles as they please." She explained proudly.
"Yeah, Sara did explain to me about the authority stuff, but isn't your way of talking like slandering the royal bloodline?" I repeated my question, not understanding at all how the heritage works in the demon kingdom.
Sara spoke before the Chief could respond, "Uhm, Ren, she is much stronger than I am, which is why she is speaking in that manner."
"So it's just about strength, then?" I replied, nodding.
"I guess," Sara said, a bit embarrassed.
"If that is so, what happens when I am stronger than her?" I posed this question, glancing sideways at the chief.
"As I said, I highly doubt..."
"She's the one who lost her weapon without knowing," I interrupted her, holding a white sword before me. Well, the sword was still in its sheath.
"What? That is..."
"Sigh, Ren, you can't take someone's weapon like that. Especially a chief weapon," Sara said, angrily hitting me over the head.
"Ugh, I can't. I was checking it out." I was surprised at the attitude change in Sara.
"You can't! You just stole from the chief!" Sara yelled, hurting my ears.
"Ah, right, my bad," I hurriedly said, returning the sword to the chief.
Given that you were unaware of the situation and promptly returned it, I won't comment further. Anyway, back to business. Would you two please come to the station with me so I can get your statements on the incident earlier?" The chief was quite embarrassed.
"Yes, that's fine with me," Sara said, looking at me.
"Same here, but can we just wait so I can get my things?" I said, pointing back at the receptionist's desk.
"I can have one of my subordinates get it for you." Chief White gestured to her subordinates behind her.
"Ah, that will be great; thank you," I said happily.
"Okay, then let's go."
"Right, Chief White, why was your sword on your waist?" I asked, intrigued.
"It's for the intimidating factor, nothing more." The chief answered.
"I see… Is it the element ice, or something else? Given that it's white and all, am I correct? I inquired, glancing at the sword hanging from her waist.
"The color of swords doesn't defy the element." The chief expressed his displeasure at my question.
"Uh, huh. I'll remember that." Well, what is it, then?" I asked again, ignoring her annoyance.
"It's fire."
"Oh, really. Hmm, so it's close to plasma, then." I hummed as I glanced back at the sword.
"Sigh. "The color doesn't always have anything to do with the elements," I said.
"Yeah, but I am right, aren't I?" I said, grinning at her.
"Sigh, it's a higher form of fire than yours."
"So I am right, but how do you know mine is a fire sword?" I said, looking at her, intrigued.
"I took a guess." The chief grinned.
"Oh, you got me, haha."
"So, what's your sword's name? There are quite a lot of fire swords."
"Ah, I would rather not say that one," I said awkwardly.
"Oh, why is that?"
"That, Aria White, is top secret." No one outside the royal family knows it." Sara spoke, causing the chief to retreat.
"Ah, I see. Sorry if I went too far with the question." The chief said this, giving me a slight bow.
"It's fine; don't worry about it. Anyway, Aria, huh? Nice name; it's cute." I said, chuckling.
Without uttering a word, the chief abruptly averted his calculated gaze from me.
"Sargaent, Are you okay?" "Are you okay?" I asked, tilting my head toward her.
"Yes, now let's get a move on." The chief spoke as she accelerated her pace towards the station.
[5 minutes later]
"Now, do recount the events that transpired this morning."
"Sara came to my room and dragged me out into the city. We got our horses after some complications."
"Complications? What sorts of complications?"
"Sara's horse bit my hand when I tried to pet her."
"I see,"
Once we resolved the issue, we ventured into the city. While we were walking, I said I would eat Sara's horse. After that, Sara's horse went berserk and ran off somewhere. I explained with a laugh.
"You, you eat pegasus?"
"Hmm, no, I have never eaten a pegasus. From where I came, there was never a pegasus, only normal horses." Also, I didn't know we were actually riding a pegasus." I replied, shrugging.
"Oh, in other words, today was the first time you have ridden pegasuses?" The chief took note, nodding and writing it down.
"Yes, that's right."
"I see. What happened after you lost Sara?"
"I told my pegasus to take me to the market so that we could get some food. This is where he decided on his own how to start flying towards the market, but a second later, your little security team showed up as if they were following us around." I replied, glancing at her.
"They were probably following you around. Given that you're a young child atop a pegasus and all." She said she did not want misunderstandings.
"If you phrase it that way, it genuinely makes sense." Anyway, they wanted me to come with them, and I was willing to do so, but the guy I killed was a drag. He insisted that I had to walk instead of riding my Pegasus to the station. I explained, shrugging once more in frustration.
"I see how that will be annoying and uncalled for from him, but it is not a good enough reason to kill him."
"Oh, I didn't kill him for that." While we were debating, Sara found us. She was also flying around on her pegasus, and this guy, irritated, got mad at Sara and started to command her to get down. Obviously, Sara disobeyed his commands, prompting the guy to draw his sword. Now, this was still not enough to really kill him, but being the idiot that he was, he jumped at Sara, and in mid-air, I beheaded him." That's all."
"You beheaded him in mid-air?" The chief was confused.
"Sara was in the air, so he was moving towards her, intending to attack her," I said.
"I understand, but the guy you killed wasn't slow. I know he works for me." She was baffled.
"He was super slow, though," I said, looking at her, confused this time.
"Sigh, I am getting a headache." The chief spoke, rubbing her temples.
"So what now?"
"Well, I can't really do anything, as he pulled his sword out for no real reason."
"Meaning?"
"He signed his own death warrant."
"Ah, I see, so that we can go now."
"No, it seems you are new in the capital, so I will tell you the most important rules." The chief spoke, pulling out a blackboard from somewhere.
"Ugh, sh*t," I grumbled in dread.