Chapter 350: Thanked by the Clan Chief

"Tomorrow after breakfast, showing Agnes and Lord Marie’s clash in the courtyard. Is that good?"

The clan chief said it loud. He said "is that good?" and still he was not asking me. More than me, he was informing everyone in the hall of an established fact.

"I look forward to it."

Her Majesty said.

"Is such a thing truly possible?"

Sonia seemed half in doubt and asked Her Majesty, but Her Majesty said,

"There is no mistake! I was watching too!"

strong.

"My. Truly! That is truly something to look forward to!"

Sonia looked at me hard and said it. I think the sense of distance is narrowing little by little? The pressure is strong.

"I have decided!"

Sonia said it all at once. What did she decide?

"Your Majesty, I have a consultation. May I?"

Sonia said it looking at my face and Her Majesty’s by turns.

"Fine. What is it?"

"Here there is hindrance, so I would like to change the place. When the gathering ends I will call at your room. How is that?"

"Understood. I will wait."

A secret talk between two mature women was decided. What in the world will they discuss?

After that I was pulled to the clan chief. The wyvern I put out earlier is now in the middle of being butchered. The Eisleben tribe has many masters of the bow, I hear, and that seems to come from hunting often. It does not seem that elves are the ancestors at all.

It is not that wyverns are never seen except in that forest. They are also in the great forest that spreads south of Eisleben tribe territory, I hear. And they sometimes fly from there. The clan’s bow masters gather and clear them out, it seems. However many arrows hit the body a wyvern does not hurt or itch, but if they hit the head it becomes a fatal wound. So Agnes and the two guards shot arrows aiming at the head no matter what, he said. Compared with the guards Agnes’s arrows are accurate but weak in force, so it becomes Agnes’s war merit, but the guards’ arrows would be the fatal wounds, the clan chief whispered in my ear.

And about tomorrow, he apologized that making it a show is sorry. You are a guest we went to the trouble for, and making you do acrobat-like things in a place like this, we have to apologize somehow, he said something thoroughly decent. So I asked again to be taught the sword, as I had asked Sonia earlier, and this too was accepted at once.

Then he took my hand and looked at the palm and touched it. He confirmed calluses and blisters on the palm and fingers.

"Hohou. The hand is more made than I thought. Then a halfway person will not be enough. Well. I will introduce a master who will satisfy Lord Marie."

I understood I had been liked by the clan chief too. Meaning,

"How is it. After all will you not become Agnes’s husband? Agnes is a little older, but if you tire of her you may put a young girl beside you. Make five children or ten. It is said good seed becomes a good tree. You may sow as much seed as you like?"

and so on he pushed, gui gui. How many times do I have to say it before he is satisfied?

"No no. I do not have ability enough to be valued that much."

"Fufu. Do not only humble yourself like that. I have heard from Mosley. Lord Marie dropped a wyvern alone, did he not? That kind of thing many people may think a dream or illusion, but I believe it. That Mosley would not tell a lie. And because Lord Marie shot a wyvern down, Mosley thought he could clear out a wyvern too, I hear. Until then he thought he could not match it, I hear, but seeing Lord Marie courage welled, I hear. And he thought he can do it himself! Agnes and Esalidge had the same feeling, it seems. When something you think impossible is shown possible in front of you, force that does not come out normally comes out. A good example. If Lord Marie had not come along, Agnes and the others might have been eaten by wyverns. Thinking that, Lord Marie’s debt is still larger. After all this thanks does not seem enough with only teaching the sword. From tonight hold the clan’s women. Pick and choose, any will do. I will not let anyone complain. Even if a child is made we will absolutely not trouble Lord Marie! Let us promise! Now, which is good?"

The last words, which is good?, rang out, and everyone present, men and women, looked this way. Agnes seemed not to have heard and had a what? face. Troubled I looked at Her Majesty, and Sonia beside her smiled, niko.

"I see. Understood."

The clan chief said it with a knowing face, but what did he understand? I am not dedicated to mature women. But but but, what kind of event will happen tonight? thinking that my chest pounds!

But even if he says "I will not let anyone complain!", I think Her Majesty will complain.

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The banquet had ended, Her Majesty and Sonia were talking something gonyo gonyo, and what will happen tonight? My chest seemed ready to split with expectation! It will absolutely not split. The underwear might split.

But there was a person who was not thinking my expectation at all.

"Yooosh!! Tonight the mood is good! Now, we go out to drink!!"

The clan chief declared it high. I am still a child, so I do not have to go along to that event, I thought. And tonight I had been told I could eat the mansion’s women as I like, but,

"Lord Marie! We go! I will have you come along no matter what! Well. I will not make you keep company that late! I will send you back at once! Now, let us go!"

He gripped my shoulder firm and took me to the entrance, gui gui. He had drunk quite a bit and was completely finished. From thoroughly sober me he is only an object of fear. Maybe we will go somewhere that does not drink? There is no such thing. What a drunk does is the same in any world. I know in my bones that a drunk’s word "absolutely!" is the least absolute word. I had thought this was only Japan, and it was in another world too after all...

And that, I am underage, underage in this world too? Where am I being taken? I looked at Her Majesty for help. She was surprised, but Sonia beside her had a giving-up face. This kind of flow, once you are invited you cannot refuse through, so go and come back, I suppose. Her Majesty does not know this kind of association so she is surprised, but Sonia would be used to her father’s figure like this.