episode_0014
by fnovelpiaAnd four days later, invitations arrived to the original members of the Tea Party.
Teudduk. Evelia tore open the letter sealed with wax and took out the contents.
“Let’s take a look at where that confidence came from?
The invitation didn’t say anything special or anything. The location is a week later. The paper was an ordinary high-quality product, and the content, like other invitations, was simply a long text asking people to participate in the tea party. The venue for the event was not any other place, but the Bismuth family mansion.
“···Um.”
However, there was something unique written on the bottom line of the letter.
PS – Make sure each escort is fully prepared.
“Ahaha!”
Evelia realized where Sonia’s confidence came from.
‘You don’t have anything in kind, so you’ll show me someone?’
Do they think they can be compared to them in terms of talent? Evelia found Sonia’s ability to read Sonia’s psychology very cute.
“Becca?”
“Yes, lady.”
The maid standing near Evelia calmly answered Evelia’s call.
“I have one question, can I ask you something?”
“Of course. Miss.”
Beca, who wore an elegant maid uniform and spoke in an old-fashioned way, lowered her head.
“My escort right now is Fred. Right?”
“Yes. Yes.”
“What do you think Fred is like?”
“If you ask what it is…”
“All. In all aspects, including inaction, appearance, and speaking skills.”
“Hmm.”
Beca nodded for a moment before opening her mouth.
“Fred is the son of Sir Gregory, a knight who is loyal to our family. Sir Gregory’s status is great, but Fred is evaluated as having a talent that surpasses his father.”
“And?”
“Other ordinary aspiring knights also go to an academy or a swordsmanship school, and if they are poor, they become adventurers and learn crude swordsmanship.”
Seup- Ha. Beca took a moment to catch her breath and continued.
“But Fred is receiving one-on-one instruction from his father, Sir Gregory. You have outstanding talent and a perfect environment.”
“Other than that?”
“···It’s our servants’ gossip, but I heard that there are quite a few employees who flirt with Fred without knowing the topic.”
“What does it look like to you?”
“If you look at it extremely objectively, it resembles the face of Sir Gregory, who was famous as a tall blonde knight.”
“Mmmmm. Yes, yes.”
Evelia was sitting on a chair, swinging her legs back and forth like a swing. Beca was unfamiliar with that sight.
‘He’s not really like this…’
In a place where no one was watching, Evelia was complaining about how boring her life was. It was the first time since I was a child that I had seen her this excited.
Evelia asked with such a heated and excited voice.
“So, is there anyone of similar age who can beat Fred?”
“What do you mean by saying they are of similar age…?”
Evelia recalled the appearance of Sonia’s escort from afar. A sharp look with dark black hair and blue eyes that resemble those of their owner. And a similar body type to Fred.
“Well, the escorts are all similar in age to their masters. From what I could see, they were around the same age. It’s a lot different, I’m probably one or two years older.”
“I see.”
Beca, who listened to Evelia’s explanation, spoke firmly without hesitation.
“No.”
It was a resolute attitude that seemed to state the obvious, without any doubts whatsoever.
“If you search the entire continent, I don’t know how many there will be. But isn’t the reason she’s asking that question now because of the content of that letter?”
“Oh my, did you steal my letter? A sinister servant?”
It goes without saying, but it was a joke. Because Beca was one of the few people Evelia felt comfortable with.
“Then you must be talking about the families around here, and if so, there are none.”
“Hmm, really?”
Beca was the person with the most objective eyes among the people Evelia knew. There was no way that Beca would give such an overt compliment to someone who belonged to her family, so those words must all have come from the heart.
“Well, I still have to do my job as the owner. Becca?”
“Yes. Miss.”
“Aren’t there a few treasured swords in our family’s basement?”
“Yes. There are seven in total.”
“Take Fred there and give him something he likes. If there are seven, it won’t be noticeable even if you remove one.”
“I understand. Miss.”
Trudging. After hearing Evelia’s command, Beka opened the door and went out.
“I’m looking forward to it. Really.”
What kind of expression does that sunflower-like girl make when the precious thing she believes in and has is broken?
Just that imagination was enough for Evelia to escape the extreme boredom, even if only for a moment. I was truly grateful to Sonia for creating such a fun situation.
“Thank you Sonia…”
A week passed, and it was Tea Party Day.
***
A week later, all six ladies gathered at the Bismuth family.
When the ladies arrived at the entrance of the mansion, they entered the mansion under the guidance of Carls.
“···It’s not bad.”
“For a family that has emerged recently, well. It’s worth watching.”
The ladies each left a review of the Bismuth family mansion.
Berthe, the head of the Bismuth family and Sonia’s father, designed their own handicrafts.
That feeling was also incorporated into the mansion, which boasted harmonious beauty even though it was not large in scale. There was no need to add anything since it looked beautiful even to the squinted eyes of the ladies.
One interesting thing is that the guards who followed the ladies were different from usual.
My hair was upright and my clothes were several times neater than usual. They bought neatly new clothes, and there were guards who even brought new swords.
Excluding Evelia, the five daughters also have a history of being successful in the tea party, a mini social circle. There was no way I could not understand the intention of the letter.
“Ha, how dare you?”
The ladies felt embarrassed at first. Because it was an attitude that dared to think that they could compete with them.
But soon, that anger turned into curiosity and interest.
“How confident are you that you’re doing this?”
Of course, they never thought that their side would lose, but the ladies all gave instructions to their servants. To properly polish the escorts.
And the eyes of the guards who heard the contents of the letter were shining darkly.
The six ladies’ guards were all sons of knights loyal to the family. He was born in a good environment and boasted superior skills than his peers.
However, I did not hear or see it. No, to think that the guard of a family that has only recently begun to emerge can defeat them is something that is deeply troubling.
“Are you here?”
Sonia personally greeted the ladies who arrived under Carls’ guidance.
Sonia’s appearance was even more beautiful than at the last tea party. Only a few accessories were added, but it became more beautiful than the last time.
“Then, there is a space prepared for you, so you can move-”
“That’s enough. Lady Bismuth.”
Genevieve, the most radical of the six, interrupted Sonia.
“Because we all know what Lady Bismuth wanted to show us by inviting us here.”
“I didn’t mean to provoke you… ahaha…”
“So, why not get straight to the point?”
Sonia shook her head at Genevieve’s words and walked ahead.
“There was something I wanted to give you, but I will give it to you later… Then, please follow me.”
All six people followed Sonia, who took the lead.
“Okay, here it is!”
The place where Sonia’s feet stopped was the training ground.
“······Oh.”
The guards who saw the training ground were slightly surprised. It was quite well-made considering the size of the family.
All the items were clean and the floor, covered with fine dirt, was well-organized without any small stones or anything like that. The wooden training swords were carved from high-quality wood, and there was a proper rest area to block out the sunlight.
In fact, this was a preparation to invite a knight to the Bismuth family later. If the facilities are good, knights will give at least a glance to the family that has recently risen rapidly.
The escorts held their breath. If they have a training center like this, they must at least be paying some attention to security.
In front of the ladies and guards in such a tense atmosphere, a boy appeared.
He was a sharp-looking boy with thick black hair and eye color similar to his owner.
“K, keuhm!”
The eyes of Lady Cadia, a handsome man detector, widened. Well, objectively speaking, he was a sharp handsome man.
“Let me introduce you. This child is my escort, class.”
“Hmm, I see. What is your class from?”
Cadia, who wanted to talk to Ban, asked a question earlier. When it comes to escorting ladies, it was natural for it to involve knights.
“Haha…, I’m embarrassed, but there’s nothing like that.”
“···Yes?”
“We are sorry for not meeting your expectations. I have never learned anything from a great knight or been his servant. I am just a commoner whom the young lady looks upon favorably.”
After hearing those words, the tension in the group suddenly eased.
‘···Don’t you have to be at least the son of a knight to be able to excel?’
And upon hearing those words, Lady Cadia’s guard broke the crowd and stepped forward.
“Can I deal with you first?”
The boy’s name is Mas. He was an escort who dreamed of a forbidden love, secretly in love with a young lady with a young heart that did not yet know reality.
Mars, who had already seen his wife’s reaction to seeing Van’s face, felt like he had to leave at least an elongated scar somewhere on that guy’s body to ease his mind.
“Yes, I’m fine too.”
The class approached Mars, who came out ahead.
“This is an opportunity to compare with Master, who is known for his excellence. I am truly excited and my heart trembles.”
“···Haha. That’s too much praise.”
“I heard that you learned swordplay directly from your father, Sir Liam. I’m worried about whether I can stand up to Master Mas like that…”
Mas waved his hand at Van, who came in first, bending at the waist.
“Isn’t that Bando Sonia’s escort? I hope you don’t blame yourself too much.”
“Thank you for your kind words to my junior.”
In Mas’ mind, the punishment for Ban was reduced a little. From a long scar to a scar the size of a palm.
So the two walked together to the center of the training ground…
***
Not long after the two began sparring, Carls, who was in charge of the referee, shouted loudly.
“Winner! Half!”
In the center of the training ground, Mas was rolling around on the floor, unconscious and covered in dirt.
“······.”
“······.”
The atmosphere quickly became cold!
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