Everything would be fine. Really, everything would be fine. If it weren’t for the wretch— the benefactor. Because up to this point, for Sir Carridan di Staini, everything had been going simply perfectly. He and his beloved fiancée—and incidentally the strongest sorceress in the world—already had some experience as a hunting pair, and exterminating terrible dragons was no longer quite so dangerous. You could say it had become routine. And his relationship with the Black Rose Empire clearly started going well too… So it’s high time to seriously consider the imperial prize promised for success in exterminating the dragons occupying the foothills of the Palor ridge—and to try on the title of an appanage ruler.
But… but the benefactor won’t sleep! Oh no, he won’t… And thanks to his scheming, Sir Carridan is facing a return home—to his beloved fiancée—along with a pretty golden-haired beauty taken under his protection… And this horned scoundrel is just delighted, grinning happily while rubbing his paws and pronouncing: “Oh, what’s going to happen right now, what’s going to be—е-е-эт…”