episode_0301
by fnovelpiaIcicles are melting my body, the weather is chilly but much warmer.
Of course, this is not because spring has come, but because Lien is located in a warm area.
“Congratulations. I’m pregnant.”
But here, in Prien’s mansion, it seemed like spring had arrived in full force.
There is still snow in the garden that hasn’t melted and the flower buds are dying, but when you look at Siriel’s excited face, you get the illusion that spring has come.
“Seira, really… really?”
“Yes, really.”
Seira said, pushing away Siriel, who was attacking her with shining eyes. Still, he couldn’t believe it and was making a fuss, so he even held out a reagent bottle he had developed himself.
“Can you see it? What was transparent earlier is now purple. Then it’s clear… she’s pregnant.”
A hair that appeared to belong to Siriel was half-dissolved in a reagent bottle slick with purple liquid.
“Wow! Thank you, Seira!”
It was only then that a wide smile appeared on Siriel’s face. They were so happy that they squealed, jumped up and down, and even sang a song.
“Pregnancy Pregnancy~ I’m finally pregnant… Ah! You can’t do this!”
Absolutely stable. Absolutely stable.
Is this a joy that has come after a long time? Siriel assumed that the reason why no news had been received despite receiving so much affection was due to excessive exercise, so she took a deep breath and calmed down her excitement.
“I have to tell my mother and father about this good news… Wow! I need to let you know.”
“Okay. It’s cold, so pack your clothes…”
-thank you!
Before she could finish speaking, what Seira saw was a door that was creaking and shaking.
“…What if the child falls off like that?”
“Because of that, I suffered a lot for a while. I understand that Siriel does that.”
The person who spoke was Lucia. She had been waiting for the results like she was dying until now, but now she felt like she could breathe again and was in a much more comfortable position.
Seira looked at Lucia like that and made a sly face. Now that they know each other’s true nature, the two return to the atmosphere of the long ago days when they had adventures together.
“Your face has become thicker? Who is the cause of your heartache~”
“Ugh, I did it all wrong.”
Lucia slumped her shoulders at the obvious joke.
“But shouldn’t you feel some guilt too?”
“Why me?”
“You were the one who pushed it, right? Live, live, try on swimsuits. Oh my, now that I think about it, I’m glad I didn’t commit suicide.”
Lucia shook her fists as shame suddenly dawned on her.
I was born again by wearing clothes that were too revealing, but at the time I couldn’t shake off my conservative mindset, I wondered how I did that.
“So, what happened to me?”
Lucia, shaking off the embarrassing memory, gestured to Seira. Siriel wasn’t the only one who asked Seira for a pregnancy diagnosis reagent.
Seira held out a reagent bottle containing red hair.
While Siriel’s is purple, Lucia’s is…
“Transparent?”
Lucia’s eyes widened when she saw the reagent bottle she had received.
“Hey, isn’t this defective?”
“What a quack, isn’t there anything he can’t do?”
“Who said you were a quack? I said it was defective.”
“…”
“Are you going to get stabbed?”
“…It’s not defective. It’s a reagent made the same as the one used by Siriel.”
“Hey! Don’t change your mind!”
“……Looking at it, it’s not like there has been less response.”
Seira ignored Lucia and grabbed the medicine bottle.
Inside the clear liquid, it became more mushy than Siriel’s hair, so much so that it was barely recognizable as hair.
“Well, isn’t this a good thing for you?”
Seira laughed as she burned the medicine bottle with magic.
“Is it a good thing?”
“You always felt guilty towards Siriel. You can get rid of it by confessing now, right?”
“…”
“And. There are only two apostles left, but we need companions. If Siriel and you both have children, who will fight with you?”
“… Poetry can’t happen without me.”
Is it because the positive side is highlighted? The faint shadow fled from Lucia’s face.
Lucia jumped up, crossing her arms.
“Poetry can’t happen without me!”
“…Why are you saying it twice?”
“It feels good! Ah, this is not the time.”
It’s an elixir and training.
Seira looked at Lucia with dumbfounded eyes as she walked out with her sword.
‘I feel like I’ve become even more stupid than when I was Kylie…’
Is it because I’ve been pretending to be a child for too long, or is my brain burned out from constantly playing with fire?
It was a joy to watch her friend live a decent life, but Seira sometimes got goosebumps whenever she felt uncomfortable.
*
One by one, two people got off the carriage, and the employees of the mansion bowed towards Siron, who had visited for the first time in a month.
“Hey, wake up. I came home.”
“…already?”
Siron woke up Yoru, who had fallen asleep in the carriage. If it was long, it would be long. If it was short, it would be a short trip of a month and a half. And he escorted the royal family all the way here.
No matter how strong a body you are born with, it is inevitable that you will feel nervous because it will be your last time.
“Wipe the saliva from your mouth.”
Siron handed a handkerchief to Yoru, who was rubbing his sleepy eyes. No matter how uneducated a barbarian may be, what kind of depravity can a grown woman and child be?
Yoru seemed to know this as well, so he quickly took it, wiped his mouth, and gave it back to Shiron.
“Thank you…”
“Why did you give that to me? Hey, isn’t there a trash can here?”
“Please give it to me. Little old man.”
An old gentleman in a neat suit held out his hands. Shiron slightly lifted up the tip, as if touching dirty dirt, and narrowed his eyes.
“…Little old man?”
“Yes, little old man.”
“Did you say that to me?”
“Yes, but is there any problem?”
The old gentleman smiled warmly at Siron, who gave a confused reaction.
“I think I definitely called him a master before…”
“Haha. There were times like that. However, you can’t forever call the pillar who will lead your family a master, right?”
“…”
“Come on, the owner is waiting for you. Please come in.”
Siron took steps as if half-pushed by the old gentleman.
-Are you here? The owner is elderly.
-good morning. The owner is elderly.
Even as we entered the mansion, the employees continued to greet us with a more dignified greeting. Front door, hallway, stairs. No matter where you go, the workers don’t necessarily bow down.
“……?”
It’s been a long time since I got rid of the idiot label, but I was still as dumbfounded by the unfamiliar treatment.
Siron is a person who is very good at self-objectification.
This means that I am not someone who enjoys my own taste like Lucia or Seira.
‘What’s wrong with these people? Did someone tell you that I was a hero?’
[…I don’t think that’s true.]
Eventually, we arrived in the room where a grand feast was taking place.
The first to welcome him was Siriel.
“You went there. Hey, honey… Ouch! mother! I’m so embarrassed!”
“Siriel You have to get used to it from now on. Be strong!”
But the title was strange. Siron’s face rotted.
“……What is all this?”
“The owner of the house has returned, so wouldn’t this level of welcome be standard?”
“Master… you mean?”
“Yes.”
“My uncle or Eldrina corrected me, but what kind of master am I? What about Lucia, the owner of the cowhouse?”
“Sogaju? What was that? Glenn!”
“Yes, brother!”
Glenn smiled and made a fuss as he approached.
Not only the Danjeon but also the head seemed to have gone bad.
“Shiron, now you are the only one who can lead this family! Your responsibility is great! cancer! Of course!”
“Won’t you explain? I’m leaving?”
“Oppa! Look at this~!”
As I was turning around, Siriel came out as if she had been waiting.
…There was not a small waist, but a familiar gentleness.
I knew right away that I hadn’t gained weight.
“I’m pregnant!”
“…”
“It’s a blessing in disguise for our family!”
“Now, hurry up and sit down. Are you hungry too? There are a lot of things prepared.”
“Ah… Yes.”
“Is it your son? Is it a daughter? I want to have a son who resembles my brother.”
“Name! How about starting with a name?”
“Brother, if it’s a boy, how about Huey?”
[I’m completely out of my mind.]
Siron agreed with the voice he heard in his mind.
[But this also needs to be reduced! Four people getting pregnant at once, after all, you’re a warrior! It’s really amazing!]
‘…’
Siron looked at the pundits naming the unborn child with a blank face.
‘Are you nervous?’
It was good when it was refreshing, but then suddenly like this, wow! Now that I have a child, I suddenly feel out of breath! And it got stuck.
‘No way, Lucia too…’
Siron came to his senses and stared at Lucia.
Her stomach, like Siriel’s, was sticking out cutely as she stuffed delicious meat into her mouth.
Just as cold sweat was running down my back, I made eye contact with Lucia.
Siron looked at Lucia in silence. Lucia also stared at Siron.
I couldn’t tell if it was because my stomach was full or because I had a baby.
Lucia swallowed the meat with a gulp and opened her mouth.
“Shiron, it’s not me, so don’t worry.”
“…I see.”
“Yes, I will fight hard even for Siriel’s part in the Arwen Highlands! Oh, since Yoru is with me, is it going to be just one person anyway?”
“Arwen Plateau?”
As Siron asked with a puzzled expression, there were people approaching.
“Sir Siron. Congratulations.”
“…The Cardinal is here too. But what about the person next to you?”
One person was Devialet, and the woman next to him was someone I had never seen before.
“Nice to meet you. Lord Siron. It is called Iris Cardiore.”
“…”
“Please feel free to call me Iris.”
“Are you His Excellency the Cardinal?”
Siron put down the dishes and stood up. Devialeya is familiar with Siron because he knows that he is a warrior, but to other cardinals, Siron is just an ordinary priest.
“Your Excellency. Take it easy Iris Cardinal… it’s too long. Please just call me Iris.”
However, Iris’s reaction was a little strange.
“Yes? How could I…”
“Yes, you are the one who will be in charge of the core force in the Arwen Plateau and the Apostle subjugation war.”
“…”
-I will be expecting a miracle. Hero.
Iris whispered in my ear.
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