>>5307191“Excuse me, would either of you happen to know where the otherworldly warrior happens to be?” the man asks, clearly not recognizing you in your Crimson Demon robes instead of your Saiyan armor.
“My name is Megumin!” your wife declares, striking her pose. Even from the side, you can see her eyes glowing crimson as she introduces herself in the traditional way of her people. “Wielder of Explosion magic, wife to the great Chilli, and greatest archwizard among the Crimson Demons!”
“My name is Chilli!” you declare, striking your pose alongside her. “Super Saiyan, husband to Megumin, greatest archwizard among the Saiyan race, and he who will one day supplant the goddess of time herself! I am the warrior from another world you seek.”
“You're the warrior who defeated not only a Demon King's general, but also destroyed the monstrous Destroyer?” he asks, seeming a bit incredulous. “I had heard that you were on the younger side, but I hadn't expected you to be younger than my own daughter.”
“Age isn't that relevant in our species, except for the amount of time you've had to fight and grow stronger.” you answer his surprised remark, Wiz suddenly stepping forward.
“Oh, hello there Chillli. How're the Crystal Barriers coming along?” she asks you, oblivious to the nobleman's jaw dropping beside her. “I don't want Vanir to be upset, and lock me back in that closet again.”
“That's why we came to town today, I ran out of spelled jars.” you say, Wiz nodding along as the nobleman regains his composure. “What about you?”
“Oh, mister Ignis here asked me to bring him here, in search of an otherworldly warrior.” she says, giggling to herself a bit before continuing. “But I guess that was you, huh?”
“Chilli, was it?” Ignis asks, you turning your focus back to him and nodding. “My name is Ignis Dustiness Ford, Lord of Axel. And you, Chilli, have been s-invited to meet with her highness. Princess of the Kingdom of Belzerg, Iris. She wishes to make your acquaintance, and hear the tales of your exploits directly. You and your wife, of course, are both invited to dinner at my manor this evening.”
“I wouldn't mind.” you answer, turning to your wife. “Want to go?”
“I've never dined with royalty.” she replies, which is your answer. Then she asks you a question of her own. “Want to finish your spells for the jars before we go, or....?”
“That would depend on our host?” you ask, turning back to the nobleman. “How long from now until the dinner begins?”
