Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

46 45. Witch Of The Duke'S House

"Wolframe, haven't seen you in three weeks"

From beyond the black fan, a sweet and soft voice sounded.

Altea Gastoni.

The Gastoni family is said to be the most powerful of the four Dukes of this country. I am the mother of its present Lord.

In her 40s she lost her husband to illness and the Duke family itself replaced her son. However, as a principals, he is still young and assists in his affairs with his predecessor's brother, while partitioning numerous social places.

Its beautiful appearance doesn't decay that much and its age is completely invisible.

Because of its power, because of its appearance, 'The Witch of Gastoni' is so often whispered in shadows.

That Artea and Wolf are intimate is a famous rumor among the nobles.

In fact, Wolfe had visited Althea's former home quite often.

Also today, I'm in front of her, wearing an alignment of black silk both up and down.

"Did you have any fun?

Slowly sounding, just a slightly lower woman's voice.

The long blonde with all the blindness is a loose wave, slipping off into the white magnetic skin wrapped in a black dress.

Deep emerald (Jade) eyes were edged by long, dark eyelashes, which also seemed a little sleepy.

"I've had a little trip (vacation) in Wyburn"

"Yeah, I was listening. Sounds very thrilling and entertaining, but more so."

Beyond the lowered fan, Zhu's lips slightly more than orange laughed glossy.

"How was Artea this place?

"It won't change. It's just... maybe it's time for me to pick you up at the night club."

"Is the little bird now flying around?

"That's the way it is."

Picking up a night club is just a way to wait for Althea, who attended a night club in another house, in front of her carriage. All you have to do is travel to the mansion, drink wine, or just go to your room for each one.

If they send us to the front of the royal castle in a carriage owned by Althea the next morning, we can get up useful rumors about each other.

"Are you coming from the flowers again?

"... No, there was a lot going on, but I can now walk the city alone"

"Well, don't ask me what way, but I'd love to celebrate."

Just as Althea glanced, a sidekick prepared a glass of wine and white wine for the table.

"For once, I'd like to walk alone in the city of Wangdu."

That would be a wish that would never come true. The woman who was supposed to know that got a glass of wine for fun.

"Here's to your return from your little trip (vacation)"

"Thank you for your luck, cheers"

A glass that matches with a slightly higher sound, they both mouth at the same time.

After a silent taste of booze, it was Wolfe who had the conversation first.

"I met a very pleasant woman on my way home from a small trip (vacation)"

"Oh, it's so unusual for you to say that. Have you spent the night already?

"We were just having fun talking until the morning. And we could be friends."

"That's nice. You've got more good friends."

"Yes, it was good to see you"

Althea looked at the sneering young man somewhere.

Wolf's first meeting with Althea was the month after he joined the Knights' Demon Crusade Squad.

Without any foretaste, in a white envelope marked with the Duke's house, an invitation came for an afternoon tea party.

I had never received anything of this hand, but my heart moved to the accompanying sentence.

"Let's talk about Vanessa's memorabilia," it was a beautiful letter, and it was.

Vanessa is Wolfe's mother's name.

I heard that my mother was the one who was escorting me, Artea, and that I had been with her for a long time.

Honestly, I was also willing to be vigilant, but eventually I decided to meet her attracted to my mother's name.

I was picked up by the carriage at the Duke's house and was invited straight to the mansion.

When I first met her, I was honestly surprised by the beauty of an unknown age, and even though I didn't resemble her, I remembered my mother.

And Althea said it first, too.

"You look like your mother."

On the table, Wolfe listened to her as she only imitated drinking tea.

"Your mother and I have been friends since elementary school. I asked to keep the female knight at my side, and even after I graduated from high school, I couldn't help but ask for a bridesmaid's degree. But in the end, your father saw me."

"Was it"

"We were good friends. I've been with you ever since we met, regardless of your identity or gender, and I just thought we could walk together as we were, even after I graduated from high school..."

I can't find the words to give back to Althea, who tells me as if to talk about her lover. I just stood still, looking at the Lord of my voice.

"For me... Vanessa was a very important person"

Althea removed the gold rocket that was hissing on her chest and left it on the table.

When I opened the lid, I saw a portrait of three cute toddlers. Probably Althea's sons. They were children with golden hair, blue eyes and green eyes.

But when the rose-dyed nail turned the lid part, another portrait appeared.

There was my mother when I was younger.

What I wear is a high school uniform, but it still seemed familiar to Wolfe.

He looks seemingly faceless, and he's just laughing a little, the look on my mother's face (Kao).

The only one who knows that is close and intimate.

"… understood, understood"

Whether it's friendship or affection, I don't know that.

I just wanted to take it that the woman in front of me still cares about my mother, that's all.

"I need a favor. Tell me about the days you spent with her, the end of it… tell me"

Wolfe talked about her memories with her mother and told her about the end of the day.

Althea just listened straight and nodded from time to time, without ever clapping her mouth.

She didn't mention the inside of the house, but she probably knows. I was never even asked about it.

By the time we were done talking, it was past tea time in the afternoon and in the evening.

If I had noticed, I would have had about three cups of tea.

"Thanks for talking to me. It's too late, so let's eat. Are you good at alcohol?"

"Quite."

"Then you can drink."

I didn't think it would be dinner for just the two of us, but in the meantime, this time Althea told me about my mother.

I started sighing and talking about the math challenges of elementary school at the same time, what was nicknamed 'Vee' by those close to me, they often put sleeping habits on my hair, Artea taught me three knitting, I read the adventurer's book until late at night, and it was about the next day that I was late for class, and I didn't like bugs and screamed in extracurricular classes - all this was Wolff's unknown mother's face.

"Vanessa was so prominent in its beauty that she even said she wanted to change her face sometimes. Until I became my escort, I was sometimes badly told by a nobleman. Isn't it hard for you to be similar?"

When asked at the end of the conversation, I think I looked terribly disgusted.

What a shame that such a place looks alike, not a magical ability.

"Honestly, it's very annoying"

"Shall I introduce you to a good son-in-law?

"I... I want to leave the Scalfalot family one way or another. There are no five magic powers in this world, and there is no compulsion from the house to make matches or events."

Below I tell you that your connection to the house is thin, and that you can't expect anything at all about magic either.

Maybe the lady called herself to recommend a pageant, that came to mind.

But she warped her red lips badly and lusciously.

"... then let me tell you one very good and very bad way, Volfredo"

Being summoned, there was no surprise or discomfort at all. No, I rather even took this for granted.

"Sometimes, you stay at my place. I'll get your room ready for you. And then you can be my receptionist for the night club. You and I both stand out quite a bit. You'll be making rumors all around you on your own."

"Well, then, Master Althea will be bothered"

Althea's suggestion is to tell Wolfe to pretend to be a swordfish.

If, indeed, for Wolfe, he were to have a relationship with the Duchess of the Duchess, the story of the pageant in the castle and the women's contact would be exceptionally reduced.

But it will be a scandal for Althea. I wanted to avoid that.

"Wolframe, it's not just for you. Since my husband died, I've had too many swordfish hopes and I'm in trouble too. My sons are also acknowledged for telling me to leave a man who doesn't seem to have any problems in the meantime and not be bothered. It doesn't bother me at all, it's just one of the topics."

"Really..."

"Maybe Volfredo doesn't like the 'idea of nobility'. If you'll take it on, it'll help, and I'll pay for it. What do you want now?

"If so, could you tell me about the idea of nobility and how to dance"

I know very little about what nobility thinks. You should know better than to work for the royal castle.

I've been running since college because dancing has to dance with women.

But it also made me stand out the other way around that I just stand there without being able to dance at my brother's wedding. Maybe it's not a good idea to remember for once.

Lined up two things I couldn't do, Wolfe hoped.

"Yeah, fine. Speaking of which... Vee worked hard to remember the dance, too. It's familiar."

"My mother... never danced with me"

I never taught my mother to dance, I never danced with my mother.

My mother taught me that it was even a sword. The aristocratic thing may not have expected anything from me.

But the woman in front of me said softly.

"That's right. Vee is something that can only dance the male part. Maybe I'm not the only one who danced."

"Did you?"

"Vee had a good motor nerve, but the rhythm was a bit distinctive and he got a lot on his toes..."

The first time I spoke with a wrinkle between my eyebrows, I laughed out loud at Althea.

Then, over the years, Althea taught me how to think, act and dance uniquely of the nobility.

Knowledge of nobility was very helpful.

Otherwise, there is no reason for me to understand aristocratic belly art.

I never had a chance to dance outside about the dance, but it was quite interesting to be taught by Althea and two dance teachers.

We meet once or twice a month, like an aunt and nephew, a teacher-student relationship.

It was quite enjoyable and appreciated, but over time, Wolfe noticed.

Althea hasn't seen herself.

Watermark yourself, always look at my mother, Vanessa.

"Starting tomorrow, we're going on an expedition with the Big Frog."

"You've already had a season like that"

Last year and a year ago, this period should have been a Big Frog (Big Frog) exorcism.

I don't really want to call it seasonal poetry pictorially, but it's becoming so.

"Then I'd like to ask you to pick me up at the night club once the expedition is over."

"Yes, with pleasure"

After a little chat, Wolfe told her that it was earlier than usual.

I guess I'll be ready for an expedition from now on. Althea did not hold back.

"When you get back from your expedition, you should use that for a toast with your new friends."

"... thank you"

A squire shows Wolfe the red crate once and then carefully wraps it in a white cloth.

Turning out the contents were liquor, he took it with a smile on his face without refusing.

I've tried several times before to give Wolf a penny as an ankle bill, but he's hardly ever been accepted. Even if I took it, almost the same gift came back the next time I saw him.

All he takes, at best, is booze or meals, typin on his birthday.

In the end, I guess I'm still the one outside his boundaries.

"Take care and go, Volfredo"

Artea closed her eyes after long drop-off of her back leaving the room in a gratuitous manner.

This is the first time Wolfe has told herself a story about a woman other than when she was in trouble.

I've never even heard him call a woman a friend.

When he spoke of the story, Wolfe was laughing very defenselessly.

I'm sure it was a good meeting.

And I'm sure he really thinks he's had a good friendship.

But the younger you are, the easier it is for friendship between men and women to turn into love.

Even if one of them just obsesses with the other person, they can easily flip over.

Young he hadn't noticed.

To herself glowing in the eyes, calling the woman a friend.

What a pleasure and delight to see Wolfe, who, by himself, did not put him within his boundaries, oh do and change.

The only shame is that my friend, who wants to talk about it, is not next to me.

"When will you notice the 'measles' you're on? Will it cool soon, will it break, or will it be something you can take to the bottom of the grave..."

To the portrait in the rocket, Althea smiles.

"Looking forward to it, Vee?

To speak, the portrait of a faceless woman looked slightly bitter.