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The Committee was the name of the alliance between the dragons and the kingdom of Mendilibar. Well, it was a secret alliance, anyway. We could not make it public, and this was just a temporary name.

It wasn’t so much an alliance but a committee for the dragons and the kingdom to work together against the dark ones.

 

“Of course, I mean offices.”

“I think you should do as you like. What about you, Eric?”

“Aye, I will leave it to Kathe.”

“I see. Then I will take care of everything!”

 

We knew what we had to do and who was a part of it. Creating offices was not really important.

Kathe could call herself the chairperson if she really wanted.

 

“By the way, Kathe. Is it alright that you didn’t check the other ruins today?”

“But I did? It was around midday.”

 

That was just as I was sleeping.

 

“So was everything alright today?”

“Yes. I use this magic tool.”

 

So saying, Kathe put a large bracelet on top of the table.

 

“This tells me if anyone has been caught by the intruder detection magic that I cast.”

“Ah, how useful.”

“Yes. And it did not react at all today. And I did not see anything particularly strange from above, either.”

 

I had a look at the bracelet.

It looked quite well-made.

 

“Did you cast magic onto this yourself?”

“That I did.”

 

Kathe looked very clumsy, but was actually good with magic.

 

“Groof.”

“Woof.”

 

The two canines had barked quietly, and so I turned to look.

Grulf had put some of his share of raw meat into Tama’s plate.

Grulf was worried about how thin Tama was.

 

Tama licked Grulf gratefully and then returned the meat to Grulf’s plate.

 

“Grrr.”

“Woof.”

 

Neither wanted to back down.

 

“Neither of you need to worry. There’s plenty of food left.”

“Groof.”

“Woof.”

Grulf seemed to be satisfied with this, and returned to eating all of his meat.

 

“Are you full, Tama?”

“Woof.”

“I am slowly increasing the amount of food that I give him. But he still doesn’t eat much.”

 

Philly sounded worried.

 

“As long as he isn’t eating less. He would just get indigestion if he forces himself to eat.”

“Yes. Tama, you let me know if you’re hungry, okay?”

“Woof.”

 

By then, Lord Gerberga had finished his food and was riding on Grulf’s back.

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