episode_0092

“Big, nameless… I didn’t raise you like that… .”

“Master…! That’s not true!”

Thanks to the nameless face that looked very wronged, laughter broke out in the somewhat dark atmosphere.

One by one, as the laughter piled up and formed a harmony, Moo-myeong finally looked around and realized that it was a joke, and let out a small sigh.

“I have no heart left… .”

“What, isn’t this all a joke?”

I thought that anonymous person was cute, so I patted his shoulder and smiled playfully.

The nameless man, who had stuck out his lips, muttered softly, as if his resentment had not subsided.

“In the first place, except for the time spent on the side, aren’t you only by the Master’s side… .”

“Hmm, that’s true.”

I never suspected Anonymous, and just like this guy said, since I left the hut, Anonymous never leaves except when I go to the side room, so I don’t have time to do anything else.

Well, I have a feeling that it’s because of me that Moo-myeong can’t meet women.

As his thoughts drifted elsewhere, Lucius opened his mouth with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

“Yes, it’s not Cheonmu-myeong.”

Lucius, who was fiddling with his sword, continued to open his mouth.

“He uses magic, not inspection.”

“Magic?”

When Camilla asked again to confirm, Lucius nodded.

Then, after asking Camilla for her understanding, he took a notepad and started drawing something on it.

Add black wings to the picture, presumably of a person.

Although the drawing was somewhat rough, the message was clearly conveyed.

“… Is that a crow?”

“It’s not a crow, but a drawing of him… I think it could be considered a crow.”

Camilla, who was looking at Lucius’s picture with a sullen expression, muttered quietly, ‘A person…?’ and raised her head.

Lucius nodded with confidence, wondering how he had interpreted Camilla’s expression.

“It will be easier to trace by referring to this picture.”

“No, right… .”

Camilla scratched her head with a sigh and took Lucius’s painting with a determined expression.

“You piece of shit, don’t draw anymore.”

“Yes… .”

“Okay, it’s okay! Wow! Well drawn!”

Elia comforts Lucius, who has become gloomy in an instant.

This is truly a match made in heaven.

I turned my gaze to Camilla, who was pounding on the desk, barely holding back her laughter at the stupid situation.

Camilla closed her eyes for a moment as if thinking, then looked at Lucius with narrowed eyes.

“Hey, sloppy. What, is there nothing else to explain? Use some kind of magic or something.”

“Basically, it seems to use all types of magic… .”

Lucius tilted his head, as if recalling a memory.

On the other hand, Camilla’s expression upon hearing those words became strangely distorted.

“What, a 300 year old dragon?”

A 300-year-old dragon? That’s an adjective that makes you want to run away immediately if you ever meet it… .

As I shivered, Camilla gave me a look that seemed to say, ‘You?’

“Um… .”

Am I at least human? – Slyly – avoiding Camilla’s gaze.

“That’s… not right.”

Lucius shook his head slightly at Camilla’s question.

“The magic I mainly use is limited to black magic, so it will be easy even if you only prepare for that.”

“Black magic… Okay.”

Camilla nodded and continued writing.

“What about clothes?”

“You will be wearing a large black robe.”

After that, the explanation of the nameless one continued for half a poem.

* * *

When the teapot was starting to run out of tea.

Camilla slumped down and let out a long sigh.

“Is it over now…?”

Meanwhile, Camilla, who had dark circles under her eyes, asked in an unusually small voice, and Lucius smacked his lips as he watched Camilla like that.

“There’s something I haven’t told you yet… Well, isn’t this enough?”

“Okay, okay, that’s enough… .”

Camilla, now completely disengaged, called her butler.

“Did you call?”

“Take this and show it to the kids.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The butler, who had received a paper listing everything Lucius had explained so far, bowed and left.

By the way, that butler seems pretty capable of coming right away when called… .

Just when I was thinking that it would be convenient to have one or two people like that by my side, Moo-myeong started looking at me intently.

“…Why are you doing that?”

Even if he is my disciple, it is burdensome when he is stared at like that… .

When I and Moo-myeong were sharing a strange gaze.

Lucius opened his mouth to Camilla, who was now completely drained.

“Would you like to help us track it down?”

“What?”

Camilla’s eyebrows twitch.

“What have you seen so far? Of course you have to track it.”

“… But you are busy.”

Camilla clicked her tongue slightly at Lucius, who had a guilty expression on his face.

“Tsk, it’s tight, but I have this much room.”

“Maybe,” Camilla added shortly, sighing and waving her hands.

“Now that we’re done, you can go back.”

An obvious curse.

I was getting tired of being here, so I smiled brightly and was about to get up from my seat.

Lucius jumped up from his seat and walked over to Camilla.

“Camilla.”

“What.”

Camilla responded to Lucius with an annoyed expression, but Lucius continued to speak, seemingly ignoring her.

“Can we stay in the North and help track this down?”

“You?”

Camilla tilted her head in puzzlement.

And then he casts a sneaky glance at me, which makes me feel uneasy.

“I don’t think Grandma would think that way?”

Of course, why would I help with that?

There is no benefit to me… I never thought that the descent that was originally intended as a trip would become this big in scale.

Lucius shook his head slightly, sweat dripping down his face.

“If only I and the saintess could help, wouldn’t it be better than nothing?”

“Hmm… I have no reason to refuse.”

Camilla rubbed her chin slightly, then opened her mouth with a mischievous grin.

“But it would be better if there was a grandma too-”

“Cheer up! I’ll go first! Nameless, you come too!”

“Yes? Yes, Master.”

Soon, my actions were interrupted. So I hastily dragged Anonymous out and went straight out the door.

“Cheonharangnim, wait a minute.”

“…”

Lucius called me over.

I looked at him with my creaking neck as wide as possible, and as expected, he had the serious expression he always has whenever he asks me for something.

He shook his head repeatedly with a disgusted expression on his face.

“No! I’m going back now, so don’t catch me!”

He’ll ask me to help him track him down, to catch a jackal with him, and so on, but I’ve been so busy lately that I absolutely don’t want to agree.

…I really want to rest.

And Lucius nodded with a somewhat complicated expression, wondering if my prediction had come true.

“Then there’s nothing I can do… .”

“That’s right! It can’t be helped.”

Still, it’s really fortunate that he doesn’t show off his ugly appearance as a warrior.

Of course, I would like to help them, but I can’t do that, right?

I felt good, as if I had emptied everything inside me, and my steps became lighter as I quickly walked out the door.

But this time, Camilla caught me, showing how much the world was trying to suppress me.

That’s also a pretty sweet thing to say.

“Grandma.”

“… Why are you calling me again this time?”

The corners of Camilla’s mouth go up, her eyes curve into pretty lines.

It’s a smile that should definitely be pretty, but it’s strangely annoying.

“It looks like you want to rest a bit, but I have something good to say.”

“… What is that?”

Camilla let out a hearty laugh.

“We’re having a ceremony and festival-like thing at Ellen in just one month. How about just staying until then?”

A festival… .

I’m curious about it, but it’s not something that holds me back.

To begin with, I dislike places with a lot of people, and a noisy atmosphere like a festival doesn’t suit me even more.

That alone won’t be enough to hold me back! Of course, the nameless one is the same as me.

Then, he let out a sigh and looked at the nameless man.

“…”

This guy seems to have a strangely expectant look on his face, as if he thinks differently from me.

Kkuk- I pressed my lips shut.

If it’s like this, it’s hard to refuse… .

Well, maybe he didn’t really want my help, but just brought up the festival thing to give me a break… .

Could it be that Camilla, with that mischievous smile, would have conveyed such a peculiar thought to me?

I squinted my eyes and glared at Camilla.

Camilla caught my gaze, let out a laugh and slowly approached me.

“Oh right, there’s something I forgot to tell you… .”

I can feel Camilla’s breath on my ear.

It’s so creepy it makes me frown.

“Ellen’s specialty is strawberries… They look different from other regions.”

“What… .”

My eyes widened.

Camilla slowly moved away from me and continued with an angelic smile.

“There’s also pickled wine?”

“… Is that true?”

“Then~”

So I decided to stay in the North for another month or so.

Well, it can’t be helped since even Anonymous wants to see the festival so badly.

Hmm, right.