episode_0188

The somewhat noisy morning passed.

The sun rose high in the sky and the sunlight made the temperature slightly warmer.

After experiencing his first wet dream, Graham spent the morning sleeping under the covers.

It seemed like he was very sleepy because his body had not fully recovered yet.

Narae and Circe used all their knowledge and knowledge to investigate Graham.

As more time passed and it was lunchtime, Stacia returned.

“Come on”

Stacia’s furrowed eyebrows melted away like snow at the sight of Hild.

“Heald, I’m back”

“Thank you for your hard work”

Stacia smiled faintly and was sucked into Hild’s arms.

Hild gently caressed her as she buried her face in his chest.

“Nothing happened?”

“… Oh, there it was”

Stacia, who had escaped from his embrace, handed over something with cold, sunken eyes.

It was a familiar thing: a newspaper.

Hild opened the newspaper on the spot and read the contents carefully.

“… This is serious”

The newspaper said, [The shocking assassination of Prince Graham, the King of Assyria. What will happen to the future of the kingdom?]

It had a trashy title like that.

And below them was Hagen, waving from the broken palace in an awkward posture, and Louise, holding up a head on a skewer that might belong to someone.

“Did you issue it this morning?”

“I think so”

“Then it’s only a matter of time before Hagen inherits the throne”

“For now… ”

Stacia nodded, trailing off.

“Let’s go in and talk. Graham is awake.”

“… !! The prince opened his eyes?”

“Yeah, I woke up this morning, but I must have been tired so I went back to sleep”

“… I’m so glad. I’m so glad”

Could it be because he is the leader of the knights who protect the royal family?

Stacia felt very guilty about not fulfilling her responsibilities.

She sincerely thanked the goddess for waking up Graham and prayed to her.

Hild waited until she finished her short prayer.

# # #

“Bring more food!”

Graham, stuffing his mouth full of food, banged his sagging plate and shouted.

Mario, who was serving next to him, was sweating profusely as he retrieved the empty plate and brought back a plate with food on it.

Was it a real miracle, or was it Graham’s superhuman vitality that came into play?

It was a miraculous result, considering that when it was first discovered, it was dying with a hole in its stomach.

When Graham woke up from a deep sleep, he was very hungry. He finished three plates of meat while sitting down, but he was still crying out in hunger.

‘Ugh, what kind of luxury am I supposed to enjoy…’

Mario, who had volunteered to be his servant, had already gone up and down the stairs ten times.

However, as a merchant who had only experience as a servant but had never been a servant himself, he deeply regretted using his body for unfamiliar work.

When ordering, just order everything at once, but if you ask for only one, they ask for one thing.

No, and why do you keep asking for a glass of water instead of just pouring some and drinking it from a water bottle?

“Hey! Is the food ready yet?!”

“Ah, here we go, Prince!”

I can’t even give him a fucking beating.

Mario ran down to the first floor with a sad face.

As I poured the empty plates onto the table in front of the counter, the kitchen chef gave me a displeased look.

Mario tried to ignore the gaze and picked up the plate with the meat bowl on it.

And then Hild came into the inn.

“… Huh? Hild?”

“Mr. Mario?”

Why are you carrying all that stuff around like that?

Hild tilted her head.

“Why are there so many plates?”

Hild asked, looking at the tower of empty plates on one side of the table.

“Ah, that’s… So… ”

Mario glanced upward without saying a word.

Ah, I see…

Hild understood the meaning immediately.

“Give it here”

“Yes? No, I will listen”

“Please give it to me so I can help you”

“Uh, uh uh… yep”

Hild takes the meat bowl as if he was stealing it.

Mario handed him the plate in a dazed manner.

“It looks delicious”

“Yes, our inn only uses high-quality meat and premium rice”

“Where would you like to try it?”

“… Yes?”

Leaving Mario bewildered, Hild sat down at one end of the table and picked up her spoon.

It’s a delicious meat bowl with steam rising from it.

“Oh, oh, oh! Hild-sama, that’s the guest upstairs!”

Mario, who cannot bring himself to call him a prince, calls him a noble guest.

Regardless, Hild ate the rice in one bite.

“Yum! It’s delicious”

“I, I’m going to die now… I don’t want to be promoted… I should live up to the theme… ”

Mario’s shoulders slumped as he looked at the plate, half of which had disappeared in an instant.

Still, he didn’t get angry or scold Hilde.

Hild stood up, having emptied her plate cleanly with a few swipes of her spoon.

“Let’s go”

“… Where are you?”

“To the VIP”

“… Yes?”

Hild climbed the stairs without even having time to ask questions.

Mario followed him with an anxious look in his eyes.

BAM-! BAM-!

“Does that mean there’s no food yet?!”

As we approached the room where Graham was staying, we heard the sound of a makeshift table being knocked on the bed.

“Ah, oh my, it’s the prince!”

Mario slid his head down as soon as he saw Graham, who was very angry.

“You! My food?!”

“Oh my prince. That’s… ”

Mario, who couldn’t bring himself to tell Hild that he had eaten everything, only cried and said things like “Aigoo.”

And then Hild, who had followed him, slammed her empty plate on his table.

“… !! What kind of rude thing is this… !!”

Graham’s eyebrows shot up as he pointed to 11:10.

“… Are you here, brother… ”

…was quickly restored to its original state.

Hild licked the oily residue on her lips with her tongue and sat down on the end of Graham’s bed.

“ya”

“… Yes?”

“Is Mario your servant?”

“… Yes… ”

“Yes?”

Oh, no, that’s what it is…

This man said he would be my hands and feet first…

But when he looked into Hild’s fierce eyes, those words disappeared.

“That person said he would help me first”

“ is called informal speech”

“… I did”

Hild clicked her tongue and sat down next to Graham, putting her arm around his shoulder.

As soon as Hild’s arm went up, Graham flinched in horror.

“Hey, Mario, you can tell he’s an adult, right?”

“… No… ”

“… what?”

“… Deyo”

“You’re not an adult?”

“That, that means I’m a prince… ”

Sniff-

I am a prince…

Graham sniffed.

It’s not that I’m about to cry, it’s just that my nose is blocked.

I’m injured, so I really have a cold.

“You’re twenty-three? How old do you think Mario is?”

“…Uh… fifty-five?”

Upon hearing that, Mario, who had been crouching quietly, jumped out.

“I… I! I’m in my forties now! Not fifty!”

Even if it was in front of a prince, I couldn’t stand looking ten years older.

“Mi, sorry. My beard is too thick… ”

Wow, this beard is so trendy!

What would you know, you of noble blood!

Mario swallowed and stepped back.

“Look, he’s more than ten years older than you, and you want to treat him like this?”

“… So the prince of this country… ”

“If you’re a prince, can you just order around adults?”

… won’t it work?

Of course, this world is a strict class society.

In a society where status is valued over age, there are many cases where children order around adults.

Graham, who had no knowledge of the distant two-dimensional land of courtesy in the East, could not understand Hild’s words at all, but he kept his mouth shut because he was afraid that if he messed around for no reason, a disaster could occur where his wet panties (?) would be exposed.

Gulp-

The awkward silence was cut short by the Prince’s stomach rumble.

Graham, his face reddening, lowered his head.

“Are you still hungry?”

“… Yes”

“Wait a minute”

Hild stood up with her empty plate and headed downstairs.

And soon after, he came back with a delicious stir-fried meat, hot soup, and white rice.

“From now on, when you ask for something from others, say ‘Please’”

“… ”

“Answer”

“Yes, bro”

Graham, his lips pursed, immediately responded to Hild’s urging.

Strangely, I can’t talk back to this man.

Does it not matter to me that I am a prince?

But on the other hand, Graham, who did not hate this strange feeling, accepted the spoon that Hild offered and began to eat the stir-fried meat.

“Can I get you some water?”

Nod nod-

“You should just say yes without being rude, just nodding your head”

But Hild brought the water without saying a word and placed it in front of Graham.

“… Thank you, bro”

“Oh, now you have some manners”

And Stacia and Mario, who were watching the scene, were each surprised with different feelings.

‘Hilde! How rude of you to the prince! No, even to you, what are you talking about?! Could it be that Hilde and the prince have become sworn brothers without my knowledge?! Seriously… You are a man… ”

‘This guy is a god. He’s definitely a god. I have to follow this guy for the rest of my life. You little Mario, come to your senses!’

“…Why are you both making those expressions?”

“Hilde! I’m so proud of you!”

“God, please do something for me”

…Why is it like this?

Hilde, who was unaware of the fact, thought the two people’s reactions were unusual and passed them off as nothing serious.

After that, Graham asked for food twice more, and Hild brought it to him both times.

Graham ended his speech with ‘please’ as Hild had said, and Hild quietly prepared what Graham requested without showing any sign of annoyance.

As Graham finished his meal and put down his clean cutlery, Hild took the makeshift table and plate in front of him.

“Graham. There’s something you need to know”

“..Yes”

A completely different atmosphere than before.

Graham quickly figured out what Hild was trying to say.

Indeed, you are very quick-witted.

Hild was inwardly amazed as she watched Graham’s eyes change in an instant.

Although he had a young appearance for his age, he also had the appearance of a prince who had been through a lot.

Feeling a little sorry, Hild pursed her lips for a moment and then handed over the newspaper that Stacia had handed her.

“Read it”

“… Yes”

But even though he received the newspaper, Graham did not open it right away.

Graham took a few deep breaths and opened the newspaper.

Graham’s hands began to tremble as he slowly read the newspaper.

When he finally read about the king’s death, he closed the newspaper and collapsed.

“Sigh, Abamama…sigh, the little one… the little one couldn’t protect him..”

Stacia bit her lower lip until it bled.

Hild sat quietly next to Graham and patted his back.

“Black, sob black”

For a while, the sobbing continued in the inn room.