His eyebrows were slightly raised, his features were handsome, and his face was soft. Although he sometimes looked a little dignified, he usually had a more gentle temperament.
If this temperament had to be described, it would be: a modest gentleman, gentle as jade.
His light golden eyes were bright and energetic. When looking into those eyes, Claire always subconsciously wanted to look away, not daring to meet the young man's gaze.
However, unlike Claire, the girl in front of her had a completely opposite personality.
This first princess of the Belzerg Kingdom, the descendant of the hero, liked to stare into the other person's eyes.
Among the nobles, one should look into the other person's eyes when speaking, as this was considered polite.
However, the eyes are the windows to the soul, and not everyone can maintain eye contact with the other person for a long time.
And now, the two were looking at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit strange for a while.
Claire noticed that the atmosphere was a bit strange, coughed lightly, and said slowly, "This is the first princess of our Belzerg Kingdom, Iris Stylish-Sword Belzerg, but you have to call her Princess."
Iris's name was very long, European surnames were like this, and Roa didn't feel anything about it.
Iris blinked, hesitated for a moment, and coughed lightly. Claire quickly stepped forward, came to Iris's side, leaned over, and the two whispered to each other. After whispering for a moment, Claire stood up, stood aside, and said to Roa, "Her Highness said, you can call her Iris. Her Highness also said that she wants to thank you for taking care of that troublesome matter for her."
Iris nodded, folded her arms, and looked like that was how it was.
Roa couldn't help but smile. Roa said, "Princess Iris, you can talk to me directly. There are only us here, and I will be staying here for a long time in the future. We should get to know each other better."
Claire looked at Roa with a strange expression. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but at this time, she heard Iris suddenly raise her eyes and say in surprise, "Will you be staying here for a while?"
The girl's voice was very nice, very clear and sweet. The girl's voice was soft, without any majesty of a superior or the arrogance of a Royal family. Just listening to the voice and looking at the girl's appearance, one would feel that the girl was a very easy person to get along with.
And in fact, it was indeed so.
And Claire was surprised to hear Iris take the initiative to speak.
It wasn't that Princess Iris was a mute, she couldn't speak, but that Iris was actually a somewhat shy girl.
Usually, when talking to others, she would only let Claire speak for her. Unless it was an important occasion, she would basically not go out. Even if she went out, she would hide behind Claire.
After spending many years together, Claire knew that the girl in front of her was not as difficult to get along with as others imagined. On the contrary, Iris was a very easy person to talk to.
Claire looked at Roa again, but just glanced at that face, and seemed to understand the reason.
Was the young man handsome?
That must be extremely handsome.
From the first impression, the young man gave people the feeling of the big brother next door, the type that you could tell your troubles to when you were a child, and he wouldn't be annoyed by it.
In short, a friend of girls.
If this big brother was a little more outstanding in appearance, the so-called friend of girls would be upgraded to a friend of young girls.
If he was handsome to the extreme, not only a friend of young girls, but also a friend of young women was not impossible.
Hearing Iris's words, Roa smiled and said, "Yes, I should stay for a month or two, and then return to my town. There are old friends there who may need my help."
This world was Konosuba, which was actually more inclined to the daily life of adventurers.
If Roa really ran over to fight the Demon King, leaving Aqua and Kazuma's team alone, even if he killed the Demon King, he might not get a generous reward.
He also had to contact the protagonist and participate in the so-called main quest.
Kazuma and the others' main quest was naturally to kill the Demon King. He could naturally choose to go alone, but he could also choose to bring that team of pit goods with him.
Roa's attitude towards the protagonist team was not clear. He himself didn't know how to face those pit goods, but he would definitely contact them.
But before that, he would level up first.
What place was easier to level up than the Royal capital?
Small monsters kept popping out, and then waves of them attacked the Royal capital.
Occasionally, the Seven Generals would also take action. At this time, he only needed to directly block one, fight one-on-one and kill the opponent, and he would exclusively enjoy this large amount of experience. His level would definitely increase significantly.
The remaining time would be spent slowly leveling up, waiting for his strength to recover. During this time, he would interact with Aqua and the others, and then team up to fight the Demon King.
"Is that so? You're called Roa Greyrat, right? I heard Claire mention it before. Now that we've met, you really are a very special person." Iris got up from the throne and walked down.
The small figure stood in front of Roa, raised her eyes, and looked at Roa again.
Roa didn't feel anything, looking straight into the other person's eyes. Those clear eyes were very beautiful, pure and clear, like the cold water in a deep pool.
Looking at the girl's height of just over 1.4 meters, looking at the girl's soft golden hair, and those cute cheeks, Roa subconsciously put his hand on the other person's head.
Then he rubbed it.
Iris's hair was as smooth as Roa had expected, like high-quality silk. The girl was also stunned by Roa's action, standing in place, as if she hadn't reacted.
Roa's action also changed the original calm expression of Claire beside him.
Claire said angrily, "Bold! Roa, what are you doing? You dare to touch the princess's head. You, you are offending the dignity of the Royal family. I haven't even touched it, oh, no, how dare you do this!"
Claire was about to rush forward and take Roa down directly. The help she had given him before had made Claire's goodwill disappear.
However, just as Roa stepped forward, he was interrupted by Iris.
"Claire, it's okay, I like this feeling very much."
The girl's words were like a muffled hammer, hitting Claire's fragile heart hard. Claire covered her chest and staggered back a few steps, her face full of disbelief.
"Princess Iris, I came first, why?"
Claire began to talk nonsense, without the slightest appearance of a guard knight.
Roa and Iris's gazes were not on Claire. Roa was not flustered either.
Although the girl in front of him had an extraordinary status, she was the princess of this Royal capital.
However, he was not from this world. He just touched her head, and he shouldn't be directly arrested and thrown into jail, right?
That was what Roa thought, and that was what he believed.
But constantly touching the other person's head didn't seem like a good thing either.
Thinking this, Roa prepared to retract his hand.
However, as he withdrew his hand, a clear look of disappointment appeared on the girl's face.
Although the girl still stood there, her forlorn expression was undisguised.
This Iris was nothing like the dignified princess of the kingdom; she was simply a little girl.
Iris seemed to realize her slip-up, her small face flushing slightly as she averted her gaze. She crossed her arms and said with a hint of annoyance, "You saw it all just now, didn't you?"
Roa blinked, looking somewhat puzzled.
Iris sighed, glanced at the chair beside Roa, and sat down directly. She rested her cheek on her hand, looking somewhat troubled, and said, "Actually, I've always wanted to maintain the dignity of the Royal family. Before you came, I thought of many things to say to you, but when I actually saw you, I don't know why, I couldn't remember any of them."
Iris turned her gaze back to Roa, asking curiously, "Big brother seems like the easy-to-talk-to type, right? If that's the case, why don't you tell me about your life as an adventurer?"
This was what the girl truly wanted.
Although Iris was the kingdom's first princess, a descendant of the legendary hero, and the only candidate to successfully draw the Holy Sword, she had always lived in the Royal capital. Despite possessing unparalleled power, she was more like a canary in a cage.
Everyone worried about her, telling Iris that the outside world wasn't as wonderful as she imagined, that monsters roamed freely, trampling crops, invading villages, capturing humans, and devouring them whole.
Staying in the Royal capital was the safest option.
The Royal capital had divine artifacts and the world's top adventurers, so it seemed she would definitely be safe here.
All she needed to do was wait to be crowned the true king.
Until she became king, she didn't need to do anything; she just needed to stay here, in this castle.
She had never stepped outside the castle. Here, everyone respected her, no one dared to look down on the legendary hero, and no one dared to scorn the Royal family's dignity in the Royal capital.
But for some reason, Iris didn't feel any joy at all.
All she possessed was loneliness.
From the time she became aware until now, she had always been alone. Oh, well, not entirely; the bunch of grapes above her head probably didn't count, and she had a few trusted confidantes like Claire by her side.
Occasionally, she could be spoiled.
The Royal capital was vast, undoubtedly, and the Royal palace was enormous, that was also a fact.
Walking straight from the Royal palace's gate would take two hours to reach the end of the palace, and what was at the end of the palace?
The Royal palace's back garden.
This was enough to illustrate the extravagance of the Royal palace.
The Royal palace had many interesting things, but anyone who stayed here for more than ten years without ever leaving would develop a sense of boredom.
And Iris was like that.
She was tired of her current life, she didn't like these days, and she felt frustrated that even when she became the king of this country in the future, she would still have to stay here.
However, these thoughts became even more restless with Roa's arrival.
Iris listened to Roa tell his so-called adventurer stories with unwavering attention.
Roa sat on the chair, and Claire glared at Roa resentfully, her eyes as if Roa had stolen her beloved, wishing she could skin Roa alive.
The mahogany chair exuded a unique fragrance. The chair wasn't very large, and the armrests on both sides were carved with small patterns, the patterns were exquisite, but just looking at them gave people a sense of awe.
Although Roa didn't know the value, just this armchair was probably worth tens of millions of Eris.
The two sat facing each other, Iris propping her chin with her hand, the earlier grown-up demeanor vanished without a trace. The girl stared at the boy opposite her with clear eyes.
Between them was a table made of the same wood as the chairs, the table wasn't very big either, similar to a mahjong table from his previous life.
Roa's voice was gentle as he began to tell stories of adventurers from his memories.
"The so-called adventurers aren't as wonderful as you might imagine. Most adventurers are actually living with their heads tied to their belts."
Claire stood aside and coughed heavily, saying coldly, "Roa, watch your words. Don't instill strange vocabulary in the princess."
Roa felt that what he said might be a bit crude for a little girl, but then he heard Iris excitedly say, "Oh, living with their heads tied to their belts?"
A strange light flickered in the girl's eyes, a feeling like curiosity about new things.
Iris turned her gaze to Claire, who was standing aside, coughed lightly, and said indifferently, "Claire, you may leave."
Claire looked at Roa, then at the girl, who was pretending to be nonchalant but was clearly excited, shook her head, and when she came to Roa's side, she said in a cold voice, "You, don't corrupt Her Highness."
Roa was baffled by this.
Seeing Roa's expression, Claire sighed and bit her lip, "I hope so."
After she left, Iris directly moved her chair next to Roa, her expression becoming serious as she waited earnestly for Roa to tell the next part of the story.
Roa shrugged and thought that he didn't really have anything to tell.
Iris yearned for the life of an adventurer, hoping for the kind of unrestrained freedom, without constraints or etiquette.
It couldn't be said that the girl's thoughts were wrong. Iris was at an age of innocence and romance, and there was no problem with yearning for other worlds.
But how should he tell her?
Should he tell Iris, like the people in the palace, that outside the palace was full of bad people, that those guys would eat her clean, or should he advise Iris to stay in the palace obediently, as that was the safest place?
If he did that, how would he be any different from those people?
Thinking of this, Roa made a decision.
A somewhat bold decision.
Perhaps he could take Iris to do some daring things.