Magic Gems Gourmet

175 A Certain Old Story.

It's not just about Marco.

I wonder how far I can tell you about Cain, Sylvia, and Archet the Demon King.

Ain't going to say anything too far-fetched, Ein asked from the unusual.

"You say the old king's capital..."

"Now whoever speaks this word is gone, except me. - Well, why don't we get some work done in your room first?"

When the length said so, he took a short cane out of his back and beat the ground about three times with it.

Then, if you think the sounds like golden cuts echoed just for a moment, you're enveloped in chilling air like temperatures have dropped a few degrees.

"Rest assured. It's like a seal. I just did the old trick to keep the sound out."

When he tells Alert Ain so, the chief smiles like trouble.

"I don't like to talk roundabout it. His Royal Highness was in front of Lady Raviola's grave, and you saw the letter Wernstein. Are you sure?

Also, it's something I ask you to do straight away.

Speaking with certainty, Ein is pressured only for a moment by the words of the chief.

I see. I felt this was the sign of a long one, and I tightened my mind.

"- Yes, I thought it was probably my maiden name, but I'm surprised that the last name was the same as Chris's, and that's how I'm asking."

"Phew...... no, you never thought you'd feel edged like this"

Leaking a grin to immerse him in his grief, he speaks in a smudged manner.

"Was it Master Marco who guided you?

"Huh... you know Mr. Marco!?

"Yeah, I know you. … Now, where should we start?"

If you hear that you know Marco, Ain't supposed to be surprised either.

When the chief speaks Marco's name only to be absolutely natural, he gives a difficult look, but organizes in his head what he is going to talk about.

"Sounds like a very long story."

"Long...... yeah. It's a very long story."

"- Can I ask you something?

Staring directly at the length from the front, Ain complains with his strong eyes.

Only Ain't strong feelings keep drifting through the universe in this silent room where the wind doesn't even sound.

It went for the length to be sucked in, and the length took it directly from the front.

"We should also talk about pre-war, but that would be too long. … So let's talk about the last time I saw Lady Raviola."

Instead of meeting Marco, he was also face-to-face with the queen of the first Ishtarika king.

Hearing that, Ain't going to get a lot of clues.

At the same time I feel a faster pulse and notice that my whole body is stretched and nervous.

"At the time, the inside of the elf was near the old king's capital, and even that day, I was working with a few surviving elves to rebuild the inside. - Even so, I'm the only one left with a handful of elves back then."

"... Yes"

"It's about a day that's nothing like that. Suddenly, Lady Raviola's use came better. Then that's what you tell me better." Her Royal Highness calls for you. I want you to take me to the Imperial Castle '... "

……

"There were no water trains at the time. So even a carriage with demons is a journey that takes quite a while. So I wondered what the hell was going on, and I hurried along with the user to Lady Raviola's waiting place."

Well, you'd be surprised.

I came all the way here on the water train, using a carriage.

There already seemed to be a king's capital in the same place as now, and the sense of distance is well understood by Ain.

"The Demon King's Castle was close from inside the elves at the time, so you can get there after a while of running. - That's how Lady Raviola waited with her own servants at the Demon King's Castle, where she arrived. … and there was also Marco next door"

"- Mr. Marco..."

Ain groaned as he grieved.

"Then Lady Raviola said, 'Long time no see!' And I answered aloud. I said it's been a long time, too, but then Lady Raviola smiles gently and moves on into the castle. Marco invited me, who seemed anxious about what had happened."

Marco's gentleman appearance is easy to imagine.

But what did Marco look like when he was fine? That's what I wanted to see at a glance.

"… as you probably understand, in front of the Royal Cemetery, there is an example curse room"

"- Yeah. I came through, too."

What a disgusting room it was.

I recall that it was a somewhat realistic, disgusting room filled with black desires.

"Why is there a royal cemetery in the back of that room, where Sylvia made the line? It was created to protect the inhabitants of the old king's capital, an area like the sanctuary, so to speak. I know you haven't tried it, but it's a special area where you can only go from within the castle."

I mean, I guess I can't even try to break in from the outdoors.

Convenient ability, but if you hear Sylvia did it, Ein will be convinced too.

"That room that was cursed was really only crafted to make you feel like a labyrinth. - That's what changed the beast."

"Eh... I knew it. Those beasts had something to do with it."

"- Longer explanation, but let's get back to it. When I was reunited with Lady Raviola, I went through the curse room, protected by Lady Marco and Lady Raviola. Then a new hole had already been dug in the Royal Cemetery and a single coffin made for the craftsmen had been handed over. … you already have a tombstone available"

"Oh no..."

"Guess what. You were among the first sire to leave the world early."

Who the hell carried the body all the way to the old demon kingdom?

This is the moment when the facts that I didn't know were revealed.

But I never thought the Queen herself would have been involved in the burial that way.

"I did not ask until the cause of death, but at the time I had not heard that His Majesty had died. Perhaps this is how they carried things in secret before they were made public. It was also decided to bury it in the royal cemetery in the capital of the king, and it was proceeding without informing anyone but the two squires."

"... I've been thinking, even though the two squire knew about it, wouldn't that plan be too impossible?

"Yeah, yeah. As His Highness said, I don't think Lady Raviola could have done it. I didn't even tell my son, the heir, and I think it would have been difficult to bury him away from the king's capital....... but to say Ishtarika at the time had many holes compared to Ishtarika today. That can be seen everywhere in terms of security and the network of contacts. Demonic props are not as developed as they are now, so they may have acted more secretly than they are now."

It's just a guess, but I guess the length doesn't know any more.

If you keep on saying the words like you're in trouble, you look at Ain with sorrow.

"Excuse me. I think I'm getting a little excited."

"No, that's not true. … and we'll tell you more"

Apologizing for Ain pinching his mouth, the chief went on to explain.

"I heard there that I had buried His Majesty. I was very surprised, but surprise doesn't end there."

Shiver your gaze to the left or right and repeat the blink quickly.

It makes me look suspicious about my behavior, but maybe I've decided to be ready for her.

Ain just waited and waited for the chief to calm down.

"... Lady Raviola said to me that she wanted to leave her son to the Elves."

I want you to wait.

Why did you deposit it, why did you intend to deposit it?

And why you chose the elf as your opponent...... many questions turn your head.

But I could only understand one of those things.

"Huh... oh, long! Wait, please! Then no way is Wernstein......!

Hands on the floor, approaching the length in a hurry.

There is a lot of hand sweat in his hands, and Ain's hands are about to slip for a moment.

Seeing how Ain't panicked, the chief opened his mouth right after Ain's words.

"- Yeah, I took care of it. The second son of Raviola."

Am I glad to hear this story?

Or could everyone have been happier not to ask?

The answer was never to be found, no matter how much Ein thought.

"The species Pixie is even more special among the fairy clans. It's obvious when you conceive a child and then give birth, or when you finish your life."

The chief quietly continues his words against Ain, who looked unorganized and hasty.

"Born with light, disappears with light. That's what they call Pixie's life, and even if she lives with a child, she doesn't know that from the outside. When giving birth, it emits light from its own body, with which a child is born. Pixie will also be young in her later years and will finish her tenure as she is young."

"... eh"

A queen who has a child will surely have tighter security.

Ain't never heard of a body that could have avoided it.

Sure, then you wouldn't know if you were pregnant at first glance.

... that means. I guess the queen didn't even reveal that she was pregnant with a second child, except for the two squires.

"Embracing her begotten son in love, Lady Raviola received a clean cloth from Marco, wrapped her son in that cloth and mouthed him on her forehead. At the end of the day, when he was tired and said," I'm sorry, "he handed me your son."

"... how could..."

How could you do that?

As emotions intertwine, Ain't got that question.

But I couldn't say anything more.

"Dear Marco and your two squire seemed to ask why you left your son with me. But at the time, I couldn't afford to hear it. … I remember responding at this time, 'I'll take care of it'"

... By the way, who the hell are those two squires?

I can see well how trusted I was around sharing so many secrets.

There were few materials at the time of the founding of the country, but if the chief did not know, he would also need to look into them later.

"Your son's name is Wilfried...... Wilfried Wernstein. I took over Lady Raviola's maiden name. And he took over Pixie's blood, and he had a long life span of about 300 years."

"Three hundred years..."

"Yep. Because a fairy family is a very long-lived species alongside our elves. If you were a pureblooded pixie, you might have lived longer."

Smile with a gentle look, but show some sadness or lonely shadow.

I'm sure you're thinking back to when Wilfried was there.

"- I want you to raise me as someone inside the elf, not as a royal one. That was Lady Raviola's word, so I raised her with that intention. I think I've gone in a little bit, but I can't help it."

"Ha... right"

"Master Wilfried was a very shy, strong and knowledgeable boy. I loved the book more than the sword and could never break it with an elf other than me. Because of that, I didn't even have to fall in love until I was almost late."

Ask him if he's late, huh? I think so, but I'm talking about a species with a different lifespan than people.

I guess that's not a strange species, so Ein snorts and listens.

"But there was an elf woman who visited beneath Master Wilfried in a worthy manner. She was a very young elf, but she must have been attracted to the calm atmosphere of Master Wilfried.... If I changed my mind, I was in love with Master Wilfried."

When it comes to age, it feels unacceptable to like your uncle, but, well, I'm starting to feel okay if my appearance stays young.

"You must have lost that enthusiasm. In the end, Master Wilfried became that elf and his wife (a congregation). Then I had a child, and the child had a child after a while, just like my parents. Sister and sister, two kids. Come on... you'll see later"

Even if I don't like the long words, I can understand them.

... We weren't talking about anything that seemed marginal.

Rather, it's nothing more than proof that you're drawing blood darker than Ein.

Ain's mouth moved naturally amidst emotions that had drawn her blood, and then gained as if her blood had boiled.

"... firstborn, Celestina Wernstein. And the two girls are Christina Wernstein.... I mean, Chris-"

"- You're right. … Christina Wernstein is the great-grandson of King Marc and Lady Raviola."