***

    Was it a little too much?

    I was already trying to control my sexual frustration by simply thinking about getting rid of it tomorrow, but I was annoyed by his behavior of preparing tea with sleeping pills, so I tried to intervene a little and this is what happened.

    Moreover, when I tried to send him out by making him drink tea, he strongly refused.

    It’s not like I can force feed them either.

    It was too late to let this pass quietly.

    “Your condition doesn’t seem to be that good, should we rest now?”

    “Huh? Aaaahhh…! Are you okay! It’s okay…!”

    Since I had a number of things to send back, I stood up straight and showed proof that I was fine.

    “Whew-. How did it turn out like this?”

    “Oh, is that so?”

    Maybe it was because we had become physically closer, but the conversation had become more relaxed. I wondered where the distance that had made it difficult for me to talk to you, Warrior, had gone.

    “I feel a little tired. I’m going to sleep soon, so would you mind leaving now?”

    “Yes?! Ah! Yes…! That’s right. I understand, warrior! Then the girl will step aside for now, so have a good night, warrior…!”

    From the maid’s point of view, seducing or anything similar would be wrong, so I decided to send her out while giving her the feeling that the sleeping pills were starting to take effect.

    If something happens while you’re sleeping, you’ll wake up right away, and since you’re planning on sleeping with the door completely blocked, it’s difficult to sneak in as a maid.

    I was thinking of stopping tormenting the innocent girl and going to sleep for real.

    So the maid walked up to the door with a wheeled tray.

    hmm?

    Suddenly, I felt an oppressive presence from outside.

    ‘Knock knock knock!’

    “Hit?!”

    “You! This is my wife! May I come in?”

    The maid was about to open the door when she was startled and froze.

    “Millet? What’s going on?”

    I had a rough idea why he had come, but I was relieved that he waited without opening the door right away.

    “It may not happen once in ten, once in a hundred, once in a thousand, but I came because I thought your chastity might be in danger.”

    Even if I tried, there would be another person inside besides me, so Millet’s patience would run out quickly.

    But, I’ve already given my chastity to my wife.

    “It’s okay, it’s not dangerous at all.”

    “Then, I came because I wanted to see you. So, is it okay if I open the door?”

    I had already heard the maid’s surprised voice, but when I spoke properly, her voice was quite calm. I knew that if I met her face to face, I would not know, so for some reason, I felt awkward telling her to come in.

    Especially since it was a woman’s visit in the middle of the night.

    “If I refuse, you won’t open it?”

    “If you refuse, I will call the princess. If you still refuse, I will call the saint.”

    This made it meaningless to politely tell them that we would meet in a week and that they should each take a break during that time.

    “… Come in.”

    “Excuse me.”

    I never did it.

    The maid who had finished her work late and naturally stood aside as if nothing had happened. Millet glanced at the maid with an emotionless gaze, then turned his gaze back to me and approached me.

    Then, the sound of footsteps ‘clack clack’ can be heard clearly.

    In addition, the maid who was watching outside the door froze in surprise because of Millet’s sudden appearance.

    “Why are you here?”

    I asked why instead of how because I wanted to hear it from his own mouth, even though I knew it was true.

    “I watched the front of your room. It would be much better to watch your room, but that would not respect your privacy.”

    Recently, she was cursed with a desire to explode, and the maid came in and didn’t leave yet, so I inferred that she must have come looking for her. Since Millet’s behavior had happened often before, I was disgusted and restrained myself.

    It’s only today that it became polar again.

    “Well, that’s true. ”

    I was familiar with Millet’s spy magic, and he had previously told me not to use it on him because he felt someone watching him, so I agreed that this level of spying was possible.

    In the first place, I had said that I would assign a surveillance horse to each party member, not just me.

    But now that we’ve caught the Demon King and it’s the kingdom, is there really a need to go this far?

    I know you can’t let your guard down completely when you think of a sudden attack, but this was a bit much.

    “The maid who entered your room did not come out at all. So, just in case, I have come to see you in person. Hasn’t something similar happened to you before? So, I am worried that there might be a parasite trying to cling to you this time, and I have come to see you.”

    “Kya-huh?!” “H-yak!?”

    As soon as Millet finished speaking, the bodies of the maids waiting behind her collapsed.

    “Calm down, Millie! I told you nothing really happened?”

    I don’t think she really meant to hurt the maid, but she put pressure on me more than I expected, which made me flinch.

    Well, that’s true.

    I had been rejecting and pushing away Millet, who had been courting me steadily, but then another woman suddenly went into my room and didn’t come out for a long time, so I was starting to feel uneasy.

    Or maybe anger.

    “Don’t be so angry. Millie, that’s not what you were thinking.”

    “Wow, is that true?”

    “I’ve already built a wall between me and the attractive party members. I always say this, but I’m married.”

    “I also declare to you, my love.”

    “Ahem.”

    I felt awkward hearing those embarrassing words, so I coughed in vain.

    “Haaak! Hah!”

    Eventually, when Millet regained her composure, the maids who had been lying down in agony regained their freedom.

    “So, you really came alone?”

    I was worried about the maids’ condition, but I thought they would be lenient, so I checked other matters.

    “He sent messengers to summon the princess and the saintess.”

    Oh, as expected.

    “Then can you please stop calling me now?”

    “It’s already too late.”

    “Oh. Is that so.”

    I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, so I tried to use it as an excuse to send the maid and Millet away, but this made it inevitable that I would have to deal with the maid.

    For example, if a visiting corps commander tells a new soldier who has done something wrong to not scold him because he is fine, would a battalion commander who has been through hardships be able to do the same after seeing that?

    Even if that were the case, the company commander, platoon leader, or squad leader would not let it go. In addition, this was a class society where aristocrats actually existed, so no matter how much money a merchant had, if the aristocrats did not like him, they could have their property confiscated and be executed with a wave of the hand.

    It’s so obvious that I wouldn’t really do that.

    I think it’s usually said that the cause is important.

    I was just making inferences about the aristocratic society from looking over their shoulders, so I didn’t really know much about the real thing.

    “I can’t help it.”

    Just in case Millet could check, he emptied the contents of the teacup and, frivolously as it may seem, drank all the water coming out of the teapot’s spout.

    “That, that girl?! If you’re that thirsty, I can fill it for you… . It’s so manly to see you drinking like that, it’s a treat to the eyes. ”

    It seemed like she barged in without knowing the circumstances, so even if she had said it was a sleeping pill, it would have been difficult to detect it without a thorough investigation, and even if she had urged the maid to come in because she had asked me to speak to her, it wouldn’t have been worth scolding her.

    It’s really embarrassing that they even praise this kind of thing as eye candy or something.

    Living here, it’s really easy to get celebrity sick, so I had to constantly tell myself that I’m nothing if not for my abilities as a warrior.

    “Calling Amijel and Mioch at a time like this, isn’t that a bit much? Honestly, I think it’s excessive to even monitor them.”

    He crossed his arms and made a rather displeased expression, pretending to blame her, in order to send Millet back immediately.

    “Is that so? If that’s how you felt, I feel sorry for you… .”

    When courtship starts to feel annoying.

    I was grateful that they liked me, but I also had to know how to cut them off coldly but firmly when it went too far.

    But I’m tired of confessing so consistently and getting rejected here and there.

    “I appreciate your consideration for me, but if you really want to respect my privacy, I hope this kind of thing doesn’t happen again.”

    “If you say so. I will do so… .”

    Whenever I glare at the maid so confidently, she quickly becomes sullen after I scold her a few times.

    Seeing the dispirited appearance of a beautiful woman makes me calm down, but I have no choice but to steel myself because if I don’t punish her sternly this time, she’ll do something similar again soon.

    “Wow-. That, the maid?”

    “… Net? Are you talking about me, warrior?!”

    “I have something to talk to Mille about, so would you please wait outside? Miocchi and Kio… When Amijel comes, let him in.”

    “Oh, I see…!”

    I send out the maid who is blankly staring at Millet’s unreasonable behavior. Millet is a fellow party member to me, and a wise man who is respected by the world, but I feel hesitant to scold him in front of others.

    “Hoo-.”

    He moved to the table by the window and sat down on the chair. When he raised his head with a displeased expression, Millet flinched and tried to look away in surprise.

    “Come and sit in front.”

    “… Okay, I see.”

    Millet approached me cautiously, as if reflecting on his attitude, as if he were a sinner. Seeing him unable to move in front of me, who was only in his 30s, made me feel a little sorry for him, but maybe even this was part of Baek Yeo-woo’s scheme.

    Even though she is a vampire, in my opinion, she is no different from a nine-tailed fox who uses cunning to steal a man’s liver.

    Even without the excuse that he was married, Millet was quite difficult to deal with.

    Somehow somehow

    “That, that you… ?”

    He seemed anxious and gloomy because he told me to sit down but didn’t say anything.

    “Wait until the other kids come.”

    “… Okay, I understand.”

    Without uncrossing his arms, he tapped his upper arm with his index finger. It wasn’t as if he was trying to scare her by making eye contact, so he looked around indifferently and even when our eyes met, he avoided her as if he had nothing to say right away, and just stood there. Even at a glance, he looked like he was eagerly waiting for Miocchi and Amizel to come.

    Here you go.

    Such a desire for Millet was approaching refreshingly from outside.

    ‘Knock knock knock’

    “Hero. The princess and the saintess have come to visit.”

    “Tell them to come in.”

    Miocchi and Amijel walked calmly through the door opened by the maid.

    “Warrior. Excuse me for being late at night. The wise man said it was very important.”

    “Excuse me too, warrior.”

    Mioch came to see me, wearing only an outer garment covering her pajamas, as if she had just come out of bed.

    If you’re wearing an outer garment, make sure to fasten it properly. Anyway.

    It is said that women here do not show their skin to other men, but strangely, there are not many women like that to me, so I only found out about this fact after hearing it from other people.

    “You weren’t called while you were sleeping, were you?”

    “Thank you for your concern, warrior. The girl was just meditating after getting dressed.”

    “I was worshipping Piruora.”

    “It means that everything was going as usual.”

    Miocchi is wearing expensive-looking transparent silk as a cloak, but she is also wearing a negligee underneath, so she is not embarrassed to show me. She looks at me and Millet alternately with smiling eyes, and she looks strangely happy. The battle of wits between Millet and Miocchi bloodlines that has been going on since their ancestors was even being measured at this moment.

    It’s fortunate that Millet can’t see behind him.

    Miochiya, even so, looking at Amijel, it seems that she was really praying.

    Even though it is a world where people generally fall asleep when the sun sets, they are dressed in religious attire.

    Although I am not a religious person, when I see such diligent believers practicing charity, I feel enriched and proud, and I feel satisfied for no reason. And I wondered if it might be because there is actually a God here.

    I also observed Amijel’s proper conduct right from the side.

    “Sit down. I have something to say.”

    “Yes, then.”

    How long has it been since we last met that we’ve been called together again?

    I didn’t feel too good about it, but since everyone else but Mille had called me, I came here anyway, so there was no point in showing my displeasure to Miocchi and Amijel.

    “Mille called you?”

    “That’s right, warrior. The sage’s servant called us to the warrior’s room.”

    “What about Amijel?”

    “I, too, was called here by Irona’s servant horse, just like Princess Lazelz.”

    There was also a message that Ollie left for me, and I wondered if the three of them had conspired, but seeing the two of them calmly, it seemed like Millet’s unilateral decision.

    “Let me explain the situation briefly. I was about to go to bed, but I was bored, so I called the maid outside to talk to her, and Millet barged in out of nowhere. As always, it was awkward.”

    “Ugh-… .”

    I glanced at Millet, but when he acted so pitifully, I relaxed my gaze again.

    “Sir, are you talking to Lady Rene, the maid of Baron Vierma? At this hour of the night when everyone else is asleep?”

    Her single face suddenly became cold and her tone of voice also became cold. She tried to push Millet to get over the incident with the maid, but it didn’t seem to be the case for Miocchi at all.

    “Don’t get me wrong. I was thirsty so I brought some tea, but I was just feeling lonely.”

    But I was at a loss for words right here, so I explained the reason.

    “What kind of misunderstanding are you talking about? There have been more than one or two instances of disloyal servants sneaking into your room before. Can’t you at least think about your own safety a little?”

    Hana Mioch’s opinion was also valid.

    “That’s true. In the past, they were servants who went around here and there to catch the Demon King, so their identities were not confirmed, but Mioch. This is the palace?”

    Unless that’s your workplace.

    In the past, it was said that such acts were committed by servants who were difficult to verify their identity in order to rise in social status, but this was a palace where even commoners could not easily enter. Because of this, it was difficult for Mioch to be free from the responsibility that arose here.

    “Ah-, right. Excuse me, Hero. Girl, I’m reminded of the things that used to bother you, Hero, so stop… .”

    Although he didn’t look like it on the outside, he must have been quite tired because he was lying down and making noises that were almost like spitting.

    From Mioch’s perspective, he is a royal who orders around servants, and if he says it is not his fault because he did not select and educate each and every servant, then he has nothing to say.

    “So, don’t think about saying that to the maid and let’s finish talking about Millet.”

    It would be difficult to be completely honest since Miocchi already called her by her full name. But, as Miocchi and Millet were worried, it seemed like she really intended to do that, so that was all I could say in defense.

    “Millet.”

    Throb

    “Dad, did you call?”

    What is that? I didn’t even call you.

    The ending of the words was slightly slurred. How anxious must you have been to be flustered over something like this?

    I felt sorry for him belatedly.

    “It’s good to monitor party members for communication and smooth exchange, but this is too much overprotection. Don’t you think?”

    “That’s right… .”

    “Honestly, if it weren’t for us, who would be able to harm us? At best, it would take at least a Demon King’s Army officer, but even if they did, they wouldn’t be defeated that quickly.”

    “Your words are right… .”

    I looked up at her, hoping for an answer, and she looked at me timidly and delicately.

    “It’s our break time now, right? The ceremony is in four days and the meeting is in a week, but honestly, the reason I postponed it until then was because I wanted to have some free time until then. Mille, you must know that too.”

    “That, that… … … It was her fault.”

    He waited quietly, as if to tell me to at least make an excuse, so I ended up apologizing.

    “Huh. Okay. I appreciate your good intentions, but I wish you’d show some restraint.”

    The gaze was directed at Mille, who bowed her head in apology, but it was no different from a request to everyone.

    “Okay, warrior. It seems like you’re already in trouble because your father and brother are very harsh on you, so I’ll personally ask you to restrain yourself.”

    “Oh, that would be great.”

    The prince could strike back decisively, but the king was still difficult to deal with.

    “Me too…! For the return of the warrior, so that Piruora can wake up again. I will do my best… .”

    At first, he raised his voice confidently, but soon his voice began to crawl. As he was only talking to Mioch, it seemed that Amijel wanted to help, but as he continued to make his declaration, his confidence waned because he was reluctant to send me back to Earth.

    “Haha, yeah. Amijel, you work hard too.”

    Tsdam tsdam

    But he’s trying to send me back without me knowing.

    “… Heh.”

    Unlike her mature appearance, her innocent smile shows how much of an ascetic life Amizel has led, and the corners of her mouth go up without her knowing it.

    “Okay, it’s getting late, so should we call it a day?”

    I wanted to stroke the pleasant feeling of her hair a little more, but Milena Miocchi’s gaze was unusual, so I quickly withdrew my hand.

    A curse that causes desire to erupt… .

    In the past, I used to envy the youngest for being cute, but I just let it go, and just like before, I think he gets emotional easily.

    I should be careful too.

    Even Millet, who was known as the wise man, became impatient after being cursed.

    Miochido also feels a bit lacking in economics, and Amijel… .

    “Hehehe-.”

    He grabs the hand he has retrieved and places it firmly on his head, not caring about the glares from those around him.

    “Hehehe, ah… .”

    I tried to hurriedly pull my hand away, but it seemed a bit too much, so I tangled my hair as if pressing my palm against her head. Somehow, I felt like her actions of longing for affection were more blunt than I thought.

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