Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

To cover his investigation on the continent, especially on the Divine Dragon Empire, Azrael worked as an adventurer to build his identity. He was supposed to be keeping his profile low, but the elite imperial agents managed to track him, and after a course of events, he eventually became friends with the crown prince of the Dixon Empire along with his friends.

Revealing his existence to the residents of the Northern Continent was something Raphael and Azrael had been avoiding, as any distractions might ruin their plan. But with what happened lately, Azrael decided to surface and get along with the prince.

Being acquainted with a prince had its own benefits. Azrael thought it might be helpful with his investigation. Moreover, he was not close to Edith, making it easier to observe her and protect her again if necessary.

"Nnn...!"

Seeing the sun rays passing through the gap between the closed windows of his inn room, Azrael raised his upper body and did some stretching to alleviate his tired body. He then looked at the faces of his two lovers. They were soundly sleeping wearing while satisfied faces, so he decided not to wake them up.

After getting out of bed, he washed his body using a towel and a bucket of water. They were in a low-end establishment, and a bathroom or even a bathhouse was not to be expected. Once he was done washing, he then put on his clothes and equipped his weapons. He took a final glance at his women before leaving the room.

From the second floor, Azrael descended to the first floor of the inn. The first floor was where the dining and reception were being held as well. As usual, the tavern-like dining hall was busy accommodating hungry guests. .net

Scanning the area, Azrael found Meld, Lorna\'s father, near the entrance talking with another adventurer, and it seemed it was about to end. After their conversation, the man walked away, and then Azrael approached Meld.

"Good morning, Mister Meld."

"It\'s you, Azrael."

"What have you talked about?"

"Oh, nothing, just asking what\'s the latest."

"I see."

"So, Lorna and Lummel aren\'t up yet?"

"Yeah, they are still sleeping."

"I see. They have been always like that."

The air between Azrael and Meld had some awkwardness in it due to the fact the Meld was aware of what they were doing last night.

Before Azrael arrived, Meld\'s party always took two rooms whenever they stayed in an inn. One for him and the other, either with a single or two beds, was shared by Lorna and Lummel. Their rooms were always next to one another for security reasons.

After Azrael joined their party and engaged in a relationship with Lummel, they had their own room several doors away for privacy reasons. Of course, Azrael paid for Lummel\'s accommodations.

When Lorna joined them and became intimate with Azrael, the two of them had been staying in one room far from Meld\'s. Even though he knew what they were doing, at least he could not hear them.

Meld was not that close to Azrael and they rarely talked, but it probably got worsened when Azrael and Lorna started dating. Azrael was concerned that his relationship with his lover\'s father would become more distant if none of them took action. Using this opportunity, Azrael decided to break the ice.

"Mister Meld, have you had your breakfast?"

"Hmm? Not yet."

"I am about to head to our usual diner. It\'s no use to wait for them. Wanna have breakfast with me? I want to know more things about Lorna and Lummel from you, so I want to have a conversation with you. Don\'t worry. It\'s my treat."

Their party had been staying in this inn, but they did not usually eat here due to the small proportions of the meals, so they ate outside all the time. The only times they hung out in the inn\'s diner were to have booze with other parties.

"Hmph. I also have many things to ask you, such as those people from another continent, so I\'ll take your offer, especially its free."

"It\'s good to hear, Mister Meld."

The two of them exited the inn and walked their way to their daily diner.

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"Are you saying that you are acquainted with a prince on the Northern Continent?"

"Well, long story short, but yes. But please lower your voice; others might hear you."

While having their breakfast in another diner, Azrael and Meld had been answering one another\'s questions. When Meld asked him about those men, Azrael\'s response made his eyes widen in disbelief.

"So who really are you, Azrael?" Meld crossed his arms as he said that. "Do we have something we need to know?"

"Like I said before, I am originally from the Northern Continent, in the Kingdom of Astley to be exact. There was a civil war that erupted there not long ago."

"I think I heard of that too. Here in the south, wars are everywhere, so they aren\'t new to us. It must be a big deal on the north."

"You\'re correct, Mister."

Azrael\'s chosen background was that he came from the Kingdom of Astley. Raphael decided to make it like that because the Kingdom of Astley was not fully reformed until now. Many lives were lost and piles of documents were burned, so it would be a great cover for Azrael, who was currently supposing to be the child of a fallen soldier.

"It must be hard to be in times of war. I am sorry for your loss."

"It\'s fine, Mister Meld. My father died with honor, so I must not be swayed by the loneliness. But I am not lonely anymore since I have my new family. So anyways, here is the story of how I got involved with the prince..."

Azrael and Meld talked for a while before Lorna and Lummel joined them on the table.