Magic Gems Gourmet

282 Landlord'S Returned Demon King Castle.

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(... silent)

It's been dozens of minutes since I got in the carriage.

Chris and Sylvia are silent across the street.

The two look at each other from time to time, Sylvia laughs pleasantly, but Chris returns a bitter laugh with a nervous face.

Talk about something, where Ain't thought so, and I can't grasp it.

"Hey, Ain't you"

"Huh, yes?

"Mr. Chris is nervous. What am I supposed to do?

(Ugh, wow... I did it directly...)

He looks me straight in the eye and asks Ain for fun.

Right next to the confused Ain, Biku Chris rocked his body.

"... by the way, the carriage is awfully quiet, why not?

"Oh?... hehe, you're sweet, Ain't you"

Because of the nervous Chris, Ain changes the vibe a little bit.

"I'll tell you. The carriage itself floats a little off the ground."

"When you picked me up, I heard the wheels..."

"If there's no sound, you'd be surprised if you showed up suddenly, wouldn't you?

Sure, if you ask me, but in the first place, I also didn't really care if I thought about seeing the carriage on the mountain road at night.

The carriage has a messy atmosphere, which is not so different from what Ain usually uses.

But I'm comfortable riding, but I'm not relieved of Chris' nervousness.

(hmmm...... can't help but be nervous then)

Chris had a conversation with Sylvia and the others even before the three Demon Stones left King's Capital.

But...

(This is the first time I've talked slowly toward my face)

From her point of view, the woman who says Sylvia becomes a relative.

The same goes for Ain, but in his case he has a history and a habit of doing so.

As Sylvia's great-grandson, Chris was irritated by strange intimacy and tension.

"- Hey, Mr. Chris."

Sylvia talks to Chris before Ain says anything.

"Ha... yes!

"I want to get along with you. Can't you?"

"... well, that's not true at all...! But... Sylvia, from me, Takazu..."

Grandmother Takashi.

That's what I almost said, and Sylvia puts her finger on Chris' lips.

"Shh... No, if you use those words. Right?"

It's called a woman's heart, or Chris snorts honestly, guessing what it means.

Eventually, where Sylvia's fingers had separated, Chris opened his fearful mouth.

"Can I ask you one thing... okay?

"Yeah, go ahead?

"It's about my grandfather, but are you sure about that?

Like the extreme cold outside, the air in the carriage only stiffened for a moment.

But Sylvia answers with a surprising but gentle look.

Ain't got no idea why I'm asking Ain about that right now.

I guess she has an idea.

"More than ever, I was wondering about my grandfather. Ever since I first heard about the hidden blood muscles, I've been thinking... I couldn't find the answer."

When she breathed softly, for the first time, she stared straight at Sylvia.

"Tell me. How could my grandfather have been deposited with an elf?

Sylvia then returns the answer little by little, without feeling sick.

"... because Mr. Raviola hated confusion"

"Confusion, is it?

"Yep. Even so, me and Cain had already lost their lives, so everything from here will be from Warren."

said the chief inside the elf.

If Warren and Berea know why.

Ein listened strongly because of his first ear, too, I think.

"Marr, when you -- when Marc lost his life, the eldest son of those kids was already growing up. So suddenly, a second child showed up... what do you think would happen if I told you?

"Isn't that...... the people happy? I think we've all blessed Raviola as the son she's left behind."

"Yeah, I think so, too. But then Ishtarika and now Ishtarika are different."

In that word Ein perceives.

"- In addition to the differences in the foundations of the country, because Master Marc died..."

"Ain't that what you said?"

Maybe there will be a power dispute.

Maybe the two of you will have a fight.

Maybe...... and there are a number of things I can think of.

"I hear those two, Warren and Berea, said they'd raise themselves. But Mr. Raviola chose to keep him away from humans."

The words of Elf's chief plunder the back of Ain's brain.

- "When I embraced my born son in a loving manner, Lady Raviola received a clean cloth from Marco, wrapped her son in that cloth and mouthed him on his forehead. At the end of the day, when he was tired and said," I'm sorry, "he handed me your son.

The reason she was apologizing was because she kept my child apart?

Or because he left the king's capital, where he was supposed to be born, and let him live in another land?

Or maybe both.

"... so, Chris, why have you just asked?

"Well, I thought it would be better to ask Sylvia or Cain..."

"Maybe it's because we're the same family. Well, I'd be happier with that, too, than the Warrens would ask."

As for the right time to ask, it could have been quite a unique time.

With a mild bitter laugh, Sylvia troubledly put her hands on her cheek.

"Mr. Chris is cute after all, could I have it?

"... give him a break"

Lose as much from this conversation, the carriage stops at a certain point.

It was the entrance to the Old King's Capital - Demon King's Castle, where Ain and Chris thanked each other for being able to arrive unexpectedly early.

? ? ? ?

"You're changing in the castle."

When I took my feet before, it was when I fought Marco.

Compared to that time, the dust had disappeared, transforming into a situation that was not significantly different from that of the White King, such as conditioning on walls and carpets.

"The landlord left. If you don't clean up nicely, you don't feel well."

"... the lights seem to be all over the place, but it's huge and it's been tough."

"I used my magic, and Cain worked hard on the details, so it's no big deal."

I felt the hardest part was Cain.

But Ain't got the courage to mouth it either.

"Dear Ein. I'm new here, so I don't know the difference..."

"I was just a little ruined. Looks like Marco was cleaning it up somewhat, but there 'll be limits to it."

"I see... Oh, by the way, what's going on with the example cursed room..."

"Hehe, I told you, didn't I? The landlord left, so he cleaned up nicely."

Sylvia said she sanded it.

That uncomfortable space literally disappears, leaving only the road leading to the Royal Cemetery, he said.

Ein feels a similar vibe somewhere with Chris, who destroyed Roundheart's mansion.

(- Hurry up, we need to get some time)

But remember what we came here for, and we have a story to ask Sylvia.

Ain breathes softly and tells her to walk ahead.

"Mr. Sylvia. We need you to tell us something."

"I can't blame you for that. We can talk tomorrow, so from this hour on, you're gonna get tired, right?

"... excuse me. I think I pushed my convenience..."

Even though it came all of a sudden, it could have been rude to ask without even thinking about time.

Ain't apologized, but Sylvia doesn't give a shit.

Walking down the corridor with a sense of format and luxury, unlike the White King, she says as much pleasure as ever.

"How long will you be here?

"It's about four nights, even if it's long. I'm staying in Baltic..."

I'm going to let you stay today, but what will you do from tomorrow?

The sweetness of all the dates is also a little distracting.

"Don't tell me you're going back to Baltic. Me and Cain welcome you both."

"Um, can I stay at the castle, too?

To Chris, who reluctantly asked, Sylvia tried to say it was natural.

But it's not Sylvia who answers that.

"- What are you talking about? We're family, so we don't have to be unhelpful."

And from right up the stairs, Cain talked in a ruffled outfit.

He's wearing a shirt, like when he showed up in Ein's spiritual world.

"Ka, Dear Cain - very rude on your sudden visit..."

"Ha... so I'm saying I don't want that. I also have trouble getting too full of (,,,,,,) like Archet, but it helps me and Sylvia if you take it easy"

"Heh, that guy told me, that's what I'm talking about"

The three go up the stairs and Cain and Sylvia walk forward side by side with their bodies.

The two people laughing shoulder to shoulder with nature make them feel like they are still a couple.

Apparently a room is available upstairs, and Ain and Chris walked behind the two of them.

"Ein, how's the sword doing these days?"

"And you're well-trained...? Marco and I are also trained, more than before... somehow"

"Are you mature? That's good, I'll take a look while I'm staying."

"... please be gentle."

"Don't worry. My destiny to ask Sylvia takes precedence."

When Cain, the mightiest knight, says so, he laughs and shivers Ain.

Then, he seems to have recalled an event, and stopped with a slap of his hand.

"Speaking of which, the exchange conditions for letting Sylvia help... are bad sexual roots, but a little, can I ask you to go out with me?

"I don't mind about that... what is it?

"Oh, there was a dungeon (,,,,) a while back in the carriage. I'm looking into the demons there, and I want you to help me with that."

It wasn't a big deal.

Chris, standing next to him, nods about that.

"It's okay. Then it's me and Chris."

"Yeah. Mr. Chris wants to talk to you, so let's have some tea together."

"Wow, me......!?

"Yeah, can't you?

There's nothing to say no.

If you insist, it's about the thought that the person being escorted should put Ain aside.

But Ein nodded and gave it back just like Chris, and Chris is willing to respond.

"... Yes. I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused by your sudden visit, but if you're the right person for me"

(Mr. Cain is here, and I guess I thought there was no problem with the escort...)

Though, Chris' nervousness seems to have largely dissolved.

To the extent that it naturally makes me laugh, I also seem used to interacting with Sylvia.

"But what kind of dungeon is Mr. Cain asking for help?

"... Actually, I've been caged with Sylvia for a few days now. The contents are a little special, so it means we're looking into them one by one."

Ain't got a strong interest in explaining he's struggling inside the dungeon rather than struggling with demons.

An exhilaration arose in the depths of my heart, and I felt like I was looking forward to it.

Chris, standing next to him, notices how it is, sighs and holds his head.

"Also... Ein's illness..."

"Beh, I wonder if there's another way to put it...?

Then Cain and Sylvia both laughed out.

Today, for the first time in hundreds of years, Demon King Castle was engulfed with many laughs.