NOVEL NEXT Vol. 1 Chapter 6: Eris Loves to Eat
Ahh…finally, I was all healed and recovered!
Well, now that I survived my first-ever sickness in Chersea, I went back to my usual ‘daily’ routine, which was looking for odd jobs and reading at the library when I had nothing else to do.
“…”
And, uh, that maid, Eris, was from the Housekeeping Department. If so, it was her duty to clean the areas given to her every change of season. If I remember correctly, her duty was at the library this current season.
“…”
Well, for such a maid, being assigned to the library was kind of a…how do I say it, ‘punishment’ perhaps? I mean, this place was enormous, and there were a lot of corners and shelves to clean. Not to mention, the building itself was six stories high.
Honestly, I don’t know, and I thought I should keep my reservations to myself.
“…”
I went back to reading some books while Eris cleaned the library room. She would shift the tall piles of books back and forth and then wipe the dust off some top shelves. The maid kept repeating this all the while I silently watched—I mean, read.
God, I think she’s utterly tired.
“Hey.”
“!!!”
I immediately grabbed the pile of books that Eris was carrying. I surprised her when I called out to her, and she fell with all the books, almost crushing her.
“M-Mister Kuro!” Eris said between her labored breaths, “Eris thought you were reading over there!”
“Well, I’m not anymore, as you can see. Here, why don’t you let me carry those for you?”
“Err…uh, it’s heavy…”
“I know. That’s why I’m helping you,” I took the books she was carrying. And—
Fuck! This is heavy! How did a kid like her even carry this?
“A-are you alright, Mister Kuro?” a worried Eris asked, “Y-your face is blue…”
“I…am…okay! Hnnngggghhhh!” I carried those books with all my might. Damn, I can’t lose to a kid! “Where do I put these?”
“Ah! Over there, Mister Kuro!” I sprinted to the place she showed me and dropped the pile before putting the books back on their proper shelves.
And honestly, I broke a couple of bones carrying that single tower of books.
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We finally finished sorting the books piling up in that particular part of the library.
“Haa…haa…haa…”
“Are you alright?”
“Y-yeah…haa…haa…” I barely answered Eris’ question, “L-let me…catch my breath…for a bit.”
I lay on the library’s carpeted floor, spreading my arms and legs like that Vitruvian drawing. I was utterly exhausted; we fixed about a thousand books scattered around that room alone.
Well, carrying books was relatively easy; just get the correct numbers you could take. However, the next thing that you should do—putting those back on their proper shelves… that’s pretty tiring. And for someone who wasn’t exactly that athletic, climbing up and down the ladders for a duration took a toll on my body.
I need to do some exercises soon.
Eris sat beside me. She’s also tired, but that took some load off her work.
“So, what’s next?”
“Eh?” Eris’ eyes almost popped from their sockets, “You’ll help Eris again, Mister Kuro?”
“Well, I guess I can take a few more beatings,” I replied while showing her my muscles—if there’s anything to show, “Just let me rest for a bit.”
Eris fell quiet. She just looked at me with a dumb expression.
“You fine?” I tapped her shoulder, afraid she might’ve fainted from exhaustion.
“Ah, yes!”
“I see…”,
“Uh…Mister Kuro…”
“Yep?”
“Why are you so kind to Eris?”
“Seriously, you’re asking me that?” I couldn’t help but chuckle at her question, “Isn’t it because you’re tired?”
“Oh…”
“What, were you expecting something else?”
“N-nothing,” Eris shook her head. But then, she continued, “Is Mister Kuro alright with this?”
“Alright with what?”
“Eris has nothing to give you…”
“It’s not bad to accept kindness from people from time to time, you know.”
“But…you’re a boy…”
Hoh…I almost forgot the fact that Eris was a maid at this place, which hated men to a certain degree, thinking we were all rabid perverts. I was getting where this conversation was going…
“Ahem,” I cleared my throat, “If you’re thinking I’d ask something ‘difficult’ from you because I helped you, you’re mistaken, Miss Maid. I just wanted to help, so let’s leave it at that, okay?”
Eris went quiet once again. So, I hit the target?
“I’ll tell them they’re wrong,” Eris muttered. Could she be referring to the other maids? Well, it’d be a great help if she told them I was just a harmless idiot from another world…
But well, I’ll just pretend I didn’t hear that.
“!!!”
I heard another loud, grumbling stomach once again. I turned to Eris, and her face was bright red.
“Uhh…want to grab something to eat before returning to work?” I knew she’d be embarrassed to admit she was hungry, so I asked her a face-saving question.
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“What do you mean you’re out of food?” I couldn’t help but raise my voice when I learned that the Kitchen Department had no food left.
“Well, it can’t be helped,” the head of the Kitchen Department—I think her name is Jessica—replied with equal aggressiveness. We issued the call for lunch, but you guys didn’t hear it.”
“We didn’t hear it, alright,” I admitted. Eris and I were too busy with work to notice it.
“So then, it’s your loss.” From her voice and manners, Jessica was provoking us.
“Come on, isn’t there anything left?” I asked, lowering my tone to keep the situation calm, “Can’t you set aside something for us, at least?”
“Are you trying to give orders to me?”
“Uh, no. Sorry about that.”
“Well, as long as you know your place here, boy, that’s fine with me,” Jessica smiled; her eyes were haughty.
This bitch…
“M-mister Kuro, Eris thinks we should just g-go…” Eris pulled my sleeves.
However, I have something else on my mind.
“Uhh…Kitchen Head Maid…” Well, I didn’t know what to call this bitch, Jessica. If I used her name, she might go ballistic again, and I’d like to avoid that. “Could it be possible if I asked for some ingredients to cook?”
“What? You’re cooking?” the bitch asked as if I said the most outrageous statement she heard. Well, isn’t it obvious, bitch? But, of course, I didn’t say that. If there’s a saying ‘beggars can’t be choosers,’ I had that ‘beggars can’t be fighters’. I’d just gone along with her in the meantime…
“Uh, I guess I’m confident with my cooking skills,” I took care of my words, “However, it’s worst compared to yours, Kitchen Head Maid.”
“Well, of course!” the bitch replied with her usual arrogance, “Don’t compare trash with gold, boy.”
This girl’s getting on my nerves…
“And don’t you dare touch my utensils. You might get me pregnant.”
Err…seriously? You believe in that, bitch?
“Uh, if I may speak, science has proven that touching your utensils—and even our skins—won’t get you pregnant…”
“Huh? Sayans? What’s that?”
“Uhh… it’s something that runs the entire world. Err…well, at least in my old land.”
“I don’t care about your land,” the bitch then turned her back on me, “Use those old kitchen utensils at the back, I don’t want you touching any of my exquisite tools.”
Yes, don’t worry, the feeling is mutual, bitch.
But yeah, Jessica gave me something to cook in the end.
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Now, prepare to be amazed!
I finally finished cooking the ingredients the Kitchen Head Bitch—ahem, I mean Maid—Jessica gave me. It’s a simple dish I always cook in my old world.
“…”
“Uh… what’s this garbage?” the Bitch had a horrified expression, “It doesn’t have an attractive color, smells terrible, and it’s only chicken meat and some seasonings.”
Eris also looked anxious when she saw the food I prepared. Of course, compared to the rich and diverse cuisine of this world, my cooking paled in comparison.
Well, sorry it turned out like that, but it’s a popular food back in my country.
“Ahem,” I tried to save face, insisting, “It’s a famous food back in my country, you know.”
“Your country is trash then.”
Bitch, don’t just spout whatever nonsense you come up with.
I kept quiet about it and instead told the person I originally cooked this for, “Well, if you’re not eating this, Eris, then I’ll go ahead.”
“Uh, oh! Eris would also like to eat that!” She tried to smile at me to appear enthusiastic; however, I could see that she was just pushing herself. But yeah, I still gave her some portions of my food.
“Ugh, I can’t stand both of you eating that garbage,” the Bitch declared, shaking her head as she headed for the door, “I’m leaving! Just don’t forget to clean after yourselves!”
Fine with me! No one invited you to eat anyway, Bitch! Shoo!
“Oh!”
“!!!”
It was Eris who exclaimed. The Bitch and I turned to see what was wrong.
“Hawawawawawa…” Eris’ expression seemed to be on ‘cloud nine.’ She kept on putting spoonfuls of my dish in her mouth.
“I’m glad that you like it!” I couldn’t help but smile when I looked at her. At least someone appreciated my skills.
“Mister Kuro!” Eris’ eyes were sparkling, “The saltiness, sweetness, and sourness of the seasonings you used blended well with the slightly roasted chicken meat!”
The Bitch had her ears perked up now, and her full attention fell on me. I thought you were leaving?
“What do you call this dish?” Eris happily asked.
“Oh, that?” I chuckled, “It’s called ‘Adobo’.”
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And so, everything that begins well ends well.
“…”
Or so I thought.
“!!!”
I was about to sleep when I heard someone knock on my door.
“Kuro?” it was Lily.
Although I could recall what happened when I was sick, it was still the Head Maid. I guess she’s back to her calm and collected self again. Well, no matter what, I opened the door.
“…”
And surprise, surprise! With her was no other than Her Holiness the Saint. Again.
“Err… what’s up?” I let them in. Or rather, Her Holiness let herself in and sat on the nearest chair. This is her place anyway, so instead, I keep my mouth shut.
“Well, Lily dragged me here because apparently she wanted to ask about the food you cooked before,” Her Holiness explained.
“Uh…I could’ve gone alone, Your Holiness,” Lily countered, pouting and her arms crossed on her chest.
“Of course, I wouldn’t let you,” Her Holiness’ eyes stared at me, “Or there’ll be something ‘bad’ that would happen.”
Uhh…yeah, she’s right. I just want to live here peacefully and in a ‘healthy’ way.
“Anyway, she wants to know about your food,” Her Holiness’ attention went to Lily, and then turned back to me, “And actually, I’m also surprised that you can cook, Kuro.”
“Well, I can, Your Holiness. I had to. I live alone back in my old world.”
“That’s rather sad, don’t you think?” Lily commented.
“Ohh…actually, I find it admirable,” Her Holiness quipped.
“Nah. I’m used to it. Back in my world, when you’re not popular with the ladies, be prepared to live alone,” I casually said to them, of course. To hide that slight bitterness within me.
“…”
Hey, don’t look at me with pity, Your Holiness.
“The ladies back in your land must’ve been fools,” Lily commented.
“Well, I think they’re just being intelligent,” I retorted. I would also like to add, ‘And they don’t lust for their siblings, too,’ but I kept silent about it.
Her Holiness exploded, laughing. She read my mind again.
I quickly changed the topic to, “By the way, how do you know about that time I cooked for Eris?”
“Well, Jessica imitated your dish and served it for my dinner,” Her Holiness explained. “The flavor pleasantly surprised me and had Lily ask her, and she told us what happened.”
“Oh…”
Wait, how did that bitch copy my dish? If I remember, I didn’t offer her a single drop. And Eris ate all that could be eaten, save for a few spoonfuls of the sauce…
Can it be—nah. It’s impossible. The bitch’s too arrogant to do what I had in mind.
“I’m even surprised when I read Jessica’s mind, that she would lick the empty bowls for a taste of the sauce,” Her Holiness added, “That proves how much she liked it.”
Good lord, I forgot this is a world of idiots.
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Anyway, I explained to Lily and Her Holiness how to prepare and cook the dish I had brought from my world. Lily, as she was the Head Maid, listened to my instructions and focused as if I was the only person who mattered to her. Her Holiness the Saint, as her usual random self, just loitered around my room, floating and swooping down whenever she pleased.
Honestly, you might hit someone if you do that, Your Holiness!
But Her Holiness ignored me and continued what she was doing. Maybe she’s not in the mood to read my mind?
So, I turned my attention to Lily, “Uh, Lily, you may put a little distance between us, you know?”
“Hmm? I won’t be able to hear from you if I did that, Kuro.”
“Well, you could sit properly, at least,” I suggested. She was leaning her head on my shoulder.
“I can understand you better in this position.”
Seriously?
Lily was clingy this time, and with Her Holiness flying around and keeping a watchful eye on us, the atmosphere inside the room was extremely awkward.
“…”
“Well, you cooked for Eris, Kuro,” spite filled Lily’s voice, “I think it’s not too much of me to ask for your shoulder to lean on.”
“Err…but we’re not—”
“Ahem,” I could hear Her Holiness clear her throat.
I need to be done with this quickly.
“A-anyway…” I continued my explanation, “Just let the food simmer until the seasonings dried up a little. You’ll know it when the sauce becomes thick. If that happens, you turn off the fire.”
“Oh, that’s pretty easy,” Lily commented.
“It is. That’s why it’s the one I cooked for Eris,” I inserted that explanation, “There’s nothing special about it, you know.”
Lily fell silent. She just continued, leaning her head on my shoulder. I could feel the air of impending doom emanating from her as she tightened her grip on my arm.
“…”
Man, honestly, I didn’t find this bad. You know, having someone romantically attached to you and stuff like that. And I think that’s pretty cute of her…Uhh, at this rate, I’d like to propose to you to be my girlfriend.
But Lily was head over heels about her dead brother, and because of that, I couldn’t exploit her feelings for my benefit, no matter how weird it was.
“…”
Besides, Eris is like a little sister to me, and it can’t be possible for her to see me as a potential lover. I’m ugly and an idiot.
“Oi,” it was Her Holiness, interrupting my train of thought, “You shouldn’t talk about other girls when someone is with you, you know.”
Come on, Eris is a kid, Your Holiness!
“She’s still a girl,” she countered.
God, it’s tough to understand the ladies.
“Ah anyway…” I remembered something I needed to ask Lily, “Now that we’re talking about Eris, I’d like to call your attention to a matter concerning her.”
“Hm?”
“Well, it’s about her workload,” I explained, “Not that I’m meddling with your duties as Her Holiness’ servants, I just think her assignment in cleaning the entire library is too much. I mean, with a little body such as hers, she might get sick quickly or end up getting injured permanently.”
“Huh?” Lily sat upright, confused. “Why would Eris do that? She’s assigned to Her Holiness’ Grooming Department, not Housekeeping.”
“Eh?” Now it’s my turn to be surprised. But she’s been doing that ever since I got summoned here. Maybe Eris wanted to help with the other department’s duties?”
“That can’t be possible!” Lily shook her head, “We restrict our assignments in this place to us and only us. We can’t take over someone else’s work! Plus, it is also an impossible feat to clean the Saint’s library by herself! What’s the Housekeeping Department doing all this time?”
“Something’s not right,” Her Holiness finally entered the conversation, “That maid Eris got assigned to me because she was still a child. It’d be wrong if she got sick because of the heavy work.”
“I will look into this matter, Your Holiness.” Lily’s expression was grim. It was as if she was about to hit someone for this problem.
“Yes, please do, Lily!” Her Holiness nodded.
“I will, Your Holiness.”
“Yeah, investigate it.”
“Of course, I will, Your Holiness.”
“Uhh…so are you two going to continue trading answers and not do something?” I had to intervene; this looked more stupid every minute passed.
“Right…” Lily gracefully stood and bowed, “I’ll go ahead then.”
She closed the door with a soft click.
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Ah, at last, I’m alone…
Well, make that ‘almost alone.’ Her Holiness remained long after Lily went out to check on Eris.
Err…what are you still doing here, Your Holiness?
“What’s the matter?” she replied with a question, “This is my house as well, you know.”
Well, yeah, I know that. What I mean is, don’t you think that if someone else sees you inside my room, people will misunderstand and spread stupid rumors?
“Well, you said it, ‘stupid’ rumors. You think such petty words will affect me?” Her Holiness laughed.
Ah, you still need to think about your image, after all. I’m a boy, and it’s adverse publicity to have you spend time alone with me. Even if you’re a Saint, you’re still a girl inside.
“Err, I—” Her Holiness was taken aback by what I had in mind. Even if I was much older than her, the Saint was still technically a lady and a stranger. Gender had nothing to do here; it was all about morals and ethics. “K-Kuro, you i-idiot…” Her Holiness’s face was flustered. “You know how to play with a woman’s heart.”
What? I’m just thinking about your welfare, and you’re accusing me of being a gigolo?
“W-will you try to s-speak? I l-look stupid here reading your mind.”
“Sorry.”
“Ahem,” Her Holiness cleared her throat, “A-anyway, uh…the reason I didn’t leave is that I need to tell you something.”
“Which is?”
“I’d like…” Her Holiness’ voice was soft. With meek eyes, she looked at me, “I’d like to thank you for taking care of my servants, Kuro. Not only to Eris but also for what you did to Lily before…”
“Oh…uhm, don’t worry about it. I just did what I had to.” Well, seeing this side of the Saint is not bad. I mean, her puppy eyes were too cute for me to behold.
“Hmph! Of course, I’m cute as always!” Her Holiness was back to her usual conceited self.
I like this version better, though.
“S-shut up!” the Saint returned to her cute, blushing side.
What the hell? What version is the real you?
“So, yeah. Now that I said my thanks, I’ll now proceed with my warning.”
“Eh? Warning, Your Holiness?” I was shocked to hear those words. Did she come here to warn me about my ‘perverted’ thoughts?
“Yep. Be careful with my servants, Kuro,” Her Holiness had a happy, smiling face as she spoke, “You might end up being a wanted fugitive by the noble families in all of Chersea soon, you know.”
“Eh?” I almost jumped from my bed, “Why is that so? I have done nothing wrong with them!”
“Well, I know you didn’t,” Her Holiness playfully floated, “It’s just that, I don’t think any of those families will accept an otherworldly human with no apparent charming attributes other than his sincerity and sound mind as their kin.”
“W-what are you talking about?”
“I guess you need to know by now…” the Saint laughed; she’s enjoying this, having me run around in circles, “All of my servants are royal princesses, duchesses, and other members of the Chersea nobility.”
What the hell?
“Lilyhaven Tamriel von Leese is a princess of the Kingdom of Nerfes to the north. And Eris Braunhauer is a duchess from the Kingdom of Amaranth to the southwest. If I may remember, she’s a daughter of the former Vizier.”
Oh, good lord… they’re big shots!
“So yeah, I’m just warning you,” Her Holiness casually told me, “And I’m not saying that you can’t marry them; it depends on them and their families if they will accept you.”
“Uhh… I’m not thinking of helping and seducing them, Your Holiness.”
“I know. I can see through your heart and mind, remember? That’s why I trust you. However, I cannot say the same for those girls and their families.”
“Ah, thanks for the warning, Your Holiness.”
Honestly, I was relieved when the Saint herself said she trusted me. Well, whatever; I guess I’d just continue what I was doing while trying to avoid further complications.
“Okay, so with that, I guess I need to go to my room!” she happily chirped. Then, Her Holiness disappeared from my sight, using her teleportation magic.
That Saint does what she feels, huh? Ah, anyway, time to sleep.
“…”
Now that I thought about it, if all the servants here were royalty and nobility, then…
That explains the arrogant attitude of that bitch, Jessica!
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The moment I woke up, I was surrounded by Her Holiness’ palace guards.
“What the—” I muttered; I was still half-asleep, but I could already make out of their shiny plate armors and swords drawn out.
“Good day, Kuro.”
Err…if I remember, this emotionless girl who greeted me and led the guards was the vice-captain. She stood on the bottom of my bed, flanked by her subordinates on either side.
What is her name again? Is it Atkins or something?
“You are?” Well, I asked her name anyway.
“Dame Sasha Atkins, vice-captain, Paladin Corps,” she replied in her usual curt manner.
“Ah yes…” I was already wide awake by this time. I sat on my bed like an idiot, staring at those sharp rapiers in the guards’ hands, “You need anything from me?”
“Come.”
“Err…did I do something wrong?”
“No.”
“Then why am I being arrested?”
“You’re not.”
“Err…if I’m not being arrested, why did you draw your swords, then?”
Dame Atkins signaled her subordinates to sheathe their swords, which they followed, “You don’t like it?”
“Ha? Why would I like it?”
“Added drama.”
“What?” Do you guys have to do that? For Christ’s sake, I’ll die from a heart attack because of you!
“Come with us. Captain calls for you.”
“Oh…” Seriously, that almost made my heart skip a beat. I thought I was being arrested! Heck, I didn’t even know what I did wrong this time if that was true! But well, seeing that the vice-captain came along with several other guards meant that this was an important message from the Captain, the Marquise of Monfort.
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When I arrived at the Palace Armory, the barracks and headquarters of Her Holiness’ Paladin Corps guard unit, it was still quite early. At the gates alone, I could already feel the air of tension, as the other resting guards looked at me with contempt in their eyes.
Think of it like a kitten being led through a pack of wolves…only the kitten is a man and human.
The vice-captain and her girls led me to a dark corridor inside the imposing holy fortress. It took us quite a while, and I lost count of the doors we passed before we stopped in front of a simple-looking door.
“…”
“Enter,” the vice-captain said, pushing and prodding me to go inside. The heavy atmosphere hung in the air, and I found it quite suffocating. I stared at the door for a few tension-filled moments before I gathered my courage and opened it.
“!!!”
Shocked by what I saw, I certainly didn’t know what to do when those things came into my view…
“Uh, vice-captain?”
“Yes?”
“What are those?”
“The Captain’s playthings.”
“Oh…” Well, it was an honest surprise. I didn’t expect that the Captain of the Paladin Corps was fond of…pink, frilly things. Pink morning stars with frills. Pink execution swords with frills. Pink iron maiden with frills…
Though…how did she put frills on those torture items?
Anyway, although terrified, I excused myself and went in. The Marquise of Monfort sat behind the torture room’s pink wooden table with frills, brooding and glaring at me. Her clasped hands were in front of her face as if in prayer, and I could feel the air of hostility seeping out from under her.
“So, we meet again, Mister Defen—”
“Kuro, please,” I reminded her of my name.
“Ahem. So, we meet again, Mister Kuro.” Her voice was serious and heavy, and I could tell she had something important to say.
“Well, of course, milady. You called me here after all.”
“Right. Do you know why I brought you here?”
“Honestly, I don’t know.”
“Didn’t the vice-captain explain to you?”
“Her answers are incomplete.”
“Riiiight.”
“So, what made you decide to bring me here?”
“I just wanted to feel the air of tension. But don’t worry, I don’t intend to torture you or anything. I don’t enjoy doing it, anyway.”
Uh-huh. How typical of her.
“So yeah, let’s start with the questions, Kuro.”
“Hm?” I was surprised when the vice-captain behind me stood up and forced me to sit on the chair she brought with her. The other guards also surrounded me, giving the impression that they didn’t intend to let me leave there alive.
“Tell me, what do you think of that maid, Eris?” the pink, frilly whip that the Marquise of Monfort held caught my attention. She was stretching it, making those nasty slapping sounds.
I thought she disapproved of torture?
“She’s my friend, I suppose,” I felt my heart beat wildly; my eyes focused on the whip in her hands.
“‘You think’?”
“Yes. I don’t know what she thinks of me, though.”
The Marquise closed her eyes as if pondering on something. When it was my turn, my mind raced to understand what was going on. The guards stood by stoically, surrounding me to keep me in that room. Wait a minute. Isn’t Eris the maid whom the Marquise has been stalking for the past few times?
“Mister Kuro.”
“Y-yes!”
“If she’s just a friend to you, then why did you propose to her?”
I thought my heart stopped beating the moment I heard that. It made me stand from my seat, but the vice-captain kept me down with an iron grip on my shoulder.
“I don’t get what you’re talking about. I just cooked for that maid, is all!”
“So, you admit to proposing to her!”
“Ha? What the hell? It’s just cooking for a little girl—”
“Ow!”
The cracking of the whip cut me mid-sentence. Well, I wasn’t the one who screamed in pain, though.
The whip didn’t hit me; it hit a guard standing beside me instead. The Marquise quickly apologized to the innocent bystander; she didn’t mean to hit anyone.
Man, you need to be careful with your frilly things when waving them around, milady.
“Ahem. Don’t you know, Mister Kuro…” the Marquise of Monfort explained the moment she regained her composure, “In the Kingdom of Amaranth, men propose marriage to women by doing domestic work for them.”
“…”
“And you just cooked and fed Eris. Are you trying to be the playboy here?”
Good lord, what have I done? I fell silent, shocked by the revelation.
So that’s why Her Holiness told me about the true identities of the servants working here!
“I…I swear I meant nothing by that!” Desperate, I defended myself. Well, it’s the truth! They could even ask the Saint for verification.
“Of course, you don’t!” the Marquise of Monfort replied sarcastically; this was the first time I saw her that scary, “Men are all the same! You say and do the same things repeatedly, then play with our hearts and leave us the moment you find another victim to seduce!”
Well, I couldn’t say that wasn’t exactly true. There were idiots like that. But well, of course, I needed to defend myself, “That’s isn’t true!”
“Shut up!” she let her whip loose again.
“Argh!”
It wasn’t me again; instead, another guard got hit. The Marquise of Monfort quickly apologized to her poor victim once more.
Seriously, if you can’t even hit me, try to control yourself from lashing out. Of course, I wouldn’t say that. I didn’t want to piss the Marquise of Monfort more than she was right now. Seeing that she was making a fool of herself, she gave the whip to her deputy, Dame Atkins.
“Well then,” the Marquise returned to her interrogation, “Let me warn you, Mister Kuro.”
“I’m telling you I have nothing else to do with—”
“I told you to keep quiet!”
“!!!”
I braced myself for an accurate hit from the whip. But Dame Atkins remained unmoved.
“…”
“Uh, Atkins, I think this is the time to fling that whip,” the Marquise told her.
“It is?” the Dame blankly stared at her.
“Yes. It is,” the Marquise of Monfort could only scratch her head. Alright, let’s just put away that whip for now and continue with what I’m about to say.”
Whew! At least I’m safe for now.
“So, Mister Kuro, let me warn you,” the Marquise of Monfort said, then returning to her serious self. The House of Braunhauer, and my house as well, will not tolerate this kind of behavior.”
“Yes, I understand,” I was disappointed; I was just helping that little maid, after all. And now I was making powerful enemies just because of some stupid traditions.
“The next time you propose to Eris, you better learn the Amaranth dishes. It’s more luxurious and formal, you know?”
Ha? Come again?
“Want me to teach you how to cook those?” the Marquise of Monfort returned to her calm self.
“Wait, aren’t you angry that I proposed to Eris?”
“Hmm? Why would I?” the Marquise didn’t hide her surprise. “I’m glad that you did that to her.”
“Ha? Aren’t I jobless, a freeloading idiot from another land?”
“Well, never mind that. Don’t you know, Mister Kuro? The House of Braunhauer would rather welcome unemployed but intelligent nobodies for their sons-in-law over those filthy-rich yet self-important nobles.”
That’s a sound reason, but it’s still weird for me. But wait! What about that ‘Men are all the same!’ line she spouted earlier?
“Ah that?” the Marquise of Monfort laughed, “I always wanted to try those lines I watched from a theater play that’s popular with housewives. Did I act way too good?”
And what about the guards who dragged me here?
“Those are for dramatic effects! I always wanted to try out a real interrogation scene, you know.”
“…”
You…you stupid paladin…
