Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Chapter 193 Plans to engage in Pyroapple agriculturing?

Chapter 193 Plans to engage in Pyroapple agriculturing?

(POV: Lumiere)

We continued our discussion outside the grand City Hall.

Bluestella managed to convince me with her persuasive words.

Curiosity sparked within me, and I turned to Oran, who stood nearby with a sack.

"Do you have a sample I could try?" I inquired.

"Yes, I do," she eagerly replied.

With a quick nod, Oran eagerly rummaged through the sack and handed me a Pyroapple.

I was about to take a bite.

But then, Eris appeared by my side, her eyes completely on the fruit.

"Is that one for me?" she asked.

"No, this is mine." I chuckled.

However, Eris shook her head. "No, I want yours," she replied.

"But... there's a lot more," I pointed at the sack. "In there."

A playful pout forming on her lips. "I bet yours will be way tastier than those ones."

"Eh?" I raised an eyebrow. "Why would mine taste any better than what's in the sack?"

She grinned widely, fully displaying her white fangs.

"Because it's yours, silly. Everything tastes better when it's yours!" Eris exclaimed, her vibrant personality shining through.

I was amused by her response, "Hah, typical." I laughed a bit.

"So that means you'll gimme?!" her puppy dog eyes flashed at me.

With a gentle voice, I told her, "No."

Eris' pout grew more pronounced, but I paid it no mind.

As I was about to take a bite, Serena caught my attention with a graceful yet pointed remark. "Have you forgotten your manners, my lord?" she admonished with a gentle smile.

My sweet angel, Serena, had the cruelest smile.

My cheeks burned with embarrassment, and I quickly withdrew the Pyroapple from my reach.

Turning around, I noticed Fasit, Bluestella, and Umbra giggling in the background.

"Alright, but it's my fruit though."

Sighing, I acquiesced and handed the Pyroapple to Eris, who grinned with triumph.

Taking a generous bite, she savored the fruit before passing it back to me with a satisfied expression.

"I knew Lumi?s would taste way better!!"

Taking a moment to compose myself, I finally indulged in the Pyroapple.

As it touched my lips, the enchanting taste swept over my senses. The tanginess of the fruit blended harmoniously with a fiery kick, creating a delicious sensation that tantalized my taste buds without overwhelming them.

"This is incredible!" I called out.

Oran and Reet immediately beamed out with joy.

"We're glad you like it, Lord Lumiere." The two bowed their heads.

"We have to start planting these now!"

Soon after, a chorus of loud noises suddenly reached my ears. At first, it sounded like a distant commotion, but as the clamor grew closer, I could distinguish a high-pitched, piercing cry of a child. Instinctively, my eyes darted around, searching for the source of the sound.

"Where's that sound coming from?" Bluestella asked.

"Hm, I don't know," I said.

Umbra then asked, "Would you like me to check, Master?"

"No, I think its.."

To my surprise, I caught sight of Mojito hot on the heels of a small boy.

His hair, similar in color to Eris, was adorned with furry ears that twitched with every step.

As the boy dashed toward me, he called out my name with an urgency that made my heart skip a beat.

"Brother Lumiere!" he shouted in a voice filled with excitement and glee.

Startled, I could only manage a bewildered response. "What?!"

And with astonishing speed, the boy leaped into my arms, wrapping his tiny arms around me in a tight embrace. His enthusiasm was infectious, and it took me a moment to register his words.

"Wh-who are you?!" I asked.

The boy grinned at me. "I'm so glad daddy let me follow Eris to see you!"

"Ah, sure," I replied, underwhelmed.

Gasping for breath, Mojito finally caught up to us, his panting revealing the effort it took to chase down the energetic young prince.

He explained: "I've (~pants) been searching for that kid (~pants) I've been... almost ten minutes (~gasps)".

"Prince Aradon, how have you been?" Serena asked, easily remembering him.

"I've been fine Aunty Serena!" He grinned.

The name triggered a memory, and suddenly everything fell into place.

Realization washed over me, and I turned to Eris for confirmation.

"This is your little brother, right? The youngest member of your family?"

Eris's eagerness shone through her wide grin as she nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, that's him! Isn't he just as adorable as me?"

Caught off guard by the comparison, I awkwardly replied, "Uh, sure."

Glancing back at Mojito, who was still catching his breath.

"I understand you were trying to catch up to Aradon, but you're the Chief of Security for goodness sake... why're you sweating like a mad goat?"

Between gasps, Mojito managed to explain, "I've been chasing him for nearly ten minutes non-stop!"

But that was the same thing he said before. And still... Mojito was a grown man, and yet, he couldn't catch up to small kid?

Jeez...

I released a weary sigh and asked him, "Did he cause any damage to the city?"

Just then, Serena, flashed a threatening smile at me and Fasit nudged me gently.

"Manners, my lord," the two spoke in unison.

"I— I know... I was just trying to be... y?know, careful." I told them.

While this exchange was taking place, Aradon continued to nestle affectionately in my arms, his presence bringing warmth to my heart.

Maybe having a kid wouldn't be so bad. But I was hope it wouldn't be a girl— not because I didn't want a girl child, but rather, I wasn't planning to have a daughter I'd have to watch at every step in life.

And let's face facts, I know nothing about girls.

Sure, I've taken a personal tour across the intricacies of their body, but nothing below the surface.

Okay, I've gone below the surface— but not enough to understand the psychological workings of the female psyche.

Fasit approached me and respectfully inquired, "Is there anything you'd like me to do, Great Lumiere?"

"Yeah, just gather individuals with substantial farming experience and inform Mimosa of our plans."

With a graceful bow, Fasit acknowledged my instructions. "Everything will be taken care of."

Oran bowed her head, "I already have the perfect place in mind."

"Wait, you do?" I raised my eyebrow. "That means you guys already knew you'd be able to convince me."

"Eh.." Oran sheepishly scratched her long auburn hair, her eyes darting to the side. "N-no, it's not like that.."

"Indeed," Reet waved her hand dismissively. "We were just being optimistic by choosing a plot ahead of time."

Yeah right...