I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"Wow! Is that Big Ben? Is there a magic association down there?"

On the plane, the slate man sticks to the window and looks at the scenery below.

"Shentama Magic Association, why don't you talk about the Astronomy Association! Please stop reading."

"Tch, you still have the nerve to accuse me! You're an amazing reader of novels!"

The two of them were bickering with each other as usual, and Sylvia on the side was drinking the cup of black tea that the flight attendant originally handed to Fu'er, but at least the other party didn't tease her, so Fu'er just let her go.

This is also thanks to the special plane arranged by the [Storm Knight] for the administration, otherwise Fuer would not have dared to release the Slate Man.

"But a British hero? I seem to have never seen heroes from other districts? What kind of existence could they be? Or knights? Will they be the same as those in those stories?"

"........."

Sylvia hesitated for a moment, then sighed.

"I suggest you don't think so much..."

........................

"Hahahahaha! Brother Ful! Welcome to London! Let me think about it, how do you usually say hello in China? Oh, yes! Have you eaten?"

As soon as I got off the plane, I was greeted by a hearty bear hug from a certain blond knight.

I almost squeezed Fuer's lungs out!

"Leo, calm down!"

Fortunately, the savior appeared.

The lady with long brown hair and wearing a dark purple dress pulled at the back of her collar and rescued Ful, who was about to suffer from hypoxia, from the opponent's hands in time.

To be honest, when we met for the first time, I felt very disappointed.

Who wants to be hugged by a burly man?

It's better to change to the blonde knight Ji!

Of course, just think about the above.

"Mr. Ful, are you okay?"

"Cough cough cough cough! It's not...it's okay..."

"It's fine. I don't want any more news about the host hero beating up the guests. I heard that reporters from real newspapers were involved in it. I suggest you pay a little attention to the news recently."

"Then, allow me to introduce myself. I am Elena Hephaestia, who belongs to the [Star Observatory]. My hero name is [Palace Witch]. Nice to meet you, Mr. Ful. And this one ——”

Eliza nudged the golden retriever knight beside her with her elbow.

"Ah? Ah! This is the first time we meet. I am Leonard Charles, who belongs to the [Agency]. My hero name is [Storm Rider]. Just call me Leo. In short, welcome to the UK!"

Leo patted Ful on the shoulder and said with a smile.

In the car heading to the manor on the outskirts of London, everyone was chatting about Ful's journey.

"Graduation trip, it's so nice... I was planning to go on a trip secretly, but the old man caught me. How did I get discovered?"

"Maybe it's just that His Highness Leo's thoughts were too obvious at that time?"

"Is that so? Was it so obvious to me then?"

"Of course it is, Your Highness Leo."

"…………"

Fu'er, who was beside him, didn't dare to say anything.

He bet the Three Slate Man that the reason why Leo was discovered at that time was definitely due to the contribution of Elena next to him.

"By the way, didn't I hear that you have a conscious numbered containment object there? Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so let's let him out."

Leo didn't care much about what happened before, and said to Fu'er with a smile.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I used to put him away when I got off the plane."

"Boom! Boom!"

Fu'er knocked on the backpack he put aside.

"Slate Man, there are no outsiders here, come out."

"Oh--"

After responding, the small figure of the slate man appeared and squatted on Ful's shoulder.

"Hey... you are..."

Looking at the two people in front of him, the slate man felt that he had some impression. To be precise, it was Elena.

"Long time no see, Your Excellency, Louisiana Slate Man, we met at the shelter a year ago. I sensed your presence in the water prison a few days ago. It seems that you control your abilities very well. Next A review should be able to loosen some of the constraints on you."

"Oh, yes, yes! Thank you for your help at that time! Long time no see, Ms. Elena."

Seeing an acquaintance, the slate man also waved his hand happily.

"Oh! And this gentleman knight! The thrust that day was very cool! Sure enough, the knight is going to charge on horseback!"

"That's right! My dear friend! It's not like some people just think my attacks are too flashy. But the cool effects are also part of the skills!"

"One thing to say, indeed."

"Hey……"

Looking at the two chatting, Elena sighed helplessly.

"Speaking of which, I have always been curious. Why does Miss Elena call Leo your highness?"

Fu'er asked curiously.

"This..."

Elena glanced at Leo and then continued.

"Because he is the next King of England."

"So this is ah……"

Fuer suddenly realized.

Wait? What did you say?

The next King of England?

"and many more!"

Fuer was shocked.

"You said he is a contemporary British prince?"

"Uh...right, what's wrong? Don't I look like you?"

Leo scratched his head and seemed a little embarrassed.

"No, no, no, Your Highness! I didn't mean that, just...just..."

Worried that the other party had misunderstood something, Fu'er quickly responded.

"Hey, it's okay! I know whether I look like a member of the royal family or not. What's more, now that the federation controls the entire world, hasn't the British royal family long existed in name only? It's just a nickname, so don't care about it. There are so many. Don’t call her your highness by title, don’t imitate that guy like Elena! Her family has been a palace minister for generations, so she can’t change the habits passed down. And it’s always your highness, how embarrassing!”

Leo waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"Really? Then if I don't call you Your Highness, will you handle your official duties honestly?"

"Uh...I don't guarantee-"

"Then let's continue like this, Your Highness?"

After a long time, I experienced the joy and sour smell of eating melon.

It feels like except when helping someone, there is basically no such fun!

Fu'er, the Slate Man, and Sylvia squatting aside looked at the two bickering people with subtle smiles on their faces.

"Ah sneeze! Huh——"

Far away on an island near the equator, Hartz sneezed hard.

"Who is talking about me?"

"If you don't get rid of this guy in the sea quickly, I promise I will talk about you all night when I make up the report at night. By the way, I will miss your next few days of vacation."

The support officer's cold voice came from the headset.

"Don't do that kind of thing!!!!"