73. Eunice Callia (1)

“What did you just say?”

The atmosphere in Sione changed suddenly.

Where is that small animal-like figure that enjoyed being touched by its master?

Only a woman who endured the bitter cold of a blizzard and midwinter can take her place.

“I was exposed to spirit magic by elves, and I have been talking with Ainel-nim about it.”

“No, not that. Didn’t you say that the elf told you something?”

“If that’s the case… You mean the elf told me to be her own?”

“… Okay.”

From the grim expression of discomfort to the elf’s jealousy towards her undisputed competitor.

Shione began to openly express that she felt uncomfortable.

“I don’t like it when someone messes with mine.”

She was feeble like a wild beast that had invaded her own domain, but she seemed to feel some kind of hostility towards the elf.

That’s right. Shione’s voice now. It had the most profound displeasure in her voice I had ever heard.

In the past, when she was a fat pig without becoming a human.

Her growl when talking to her younger brother, Zion Cianella, whom she met while out in the garden looking at the flowers, is beyond comparison.

“You don’t feel very good.”

Sione’s words resonated without hesitation.

Not only do you already have my slave certificate and title, but you are holding onto me as an exclusive attendant.

Why on earth do you feel so bad about how good I am that I’ve only heard that much, as if I’ve actually been taken away?

I laughed out loud at her jealousy.

I can’t leave it as it is.

It would be better to comfort him with moderately sweet words.

I gently stroked her hair, twisted and undone, etc.

Started playing trivial hand games and got lucky.

“It makes me feel better. I won’t belong to the elves even after I die. I am not Sione-sama’s slave.”

“But… ….”

“Furthermore, the promises I made with Shione-nim still remain, and the master even has feelings for me… Do you want me to belong to the elves?”

“Ah.”

Shione put her head down.

Somehow, the word “Promising things” Is not too embarrassing.

I couldn’t see her face, but I could see Shione’s red ears through her white hair.

“I told the head of the house what the elf said to me, so you don’t have to worry about this.”

Nodding.

Shione accepted my words with actions instead of words.

In the meantime, Shione started to move around for some reason.

She looked at me hesitantly, then rolled back and forth, then looked up at me with her hands clasped tightly together.

“… Ray.”

“Why did you do that?”

“Can you guess what your ideal type is?”

“Yes… ? Are you talking about your ideal type?”

Why are you asking about my ideal type in this situation?

When I looked at my master with a questioning expression on her face, she didn’t know what to do.

“Yes, the ideal type. Come to think of it, I’ve never heard of it before. I want to hear about your ideal type… Will you be okay?”

Well, if it’s your ideal type.

You can answer me in moderation.

I stopped her hand that had been stroking Shione for a while and said it without thinking.

“When it comes to your ideal type… I like someone who is cute and has a lot of aegyo.”

“If you say cute and charming people, do you mean that a woman with a masculine personality is your ideal type?”

… Although I feel a bit repulsed by expressing myself as masculine.

Well, being masculine in this world is in line with the expression of being feminine for me.

“Yes, you can see that.”

After confirming Shione’s words, she fell into deep thought for a while.

Within seconds, she carefully asked me what I meant.

“Maybe… Don’t you like men too?”

No, what the hell is this bastard talking about?

I had no choice but to frown.

“Are you seriously asking?”

“No, I heard you like a masculine personality… Between men… Isn’t there a case where homos*xuality is tolerated?”

“Ah… ….”

To me, a staunchly heteros*xual person, this gender reversal world was much harsher than I thought.

Bronte’s face that flashed past Shione’s words and her nose polluted my mind.

She struggled to somehow hold on to her rotting expression.

I want to make sure that Shione doesn’t make any trivial misunderstandings.

She said as she hugged her from behind.

“I swear to God, I have never thought about homos*xuality in my life.”

“Really?”

Why are you asking this again?

“Really. Would you fake it?”

If it wasn’t for my master, I would have put a choke on my neck.

* * *

The morning hours flew by, and it was noon before I knew it.

Now I was on my way back to my accommodation.

The reason was simple.

Because Ainel came and took Shion.

Along with the statement that Shione had to do something else about yesterday’s riot and about the cult.

Since then, starting with the Belleia family to which Noah belongs, he said that he would have separate discussions with various noble families in the western part of the kingdom under his own leadership.

For today, Ainel himself, not me, said he would take care of my daughter separately.

What’s more, I didn’t know when Sione, who had been guided by Ainel and wandered around the castle all day, would come back to my room.

Since there is nothing to wait for, being left alone in a room without an owner, I was given permission to rest freely for the day.

Is that so?

My steps were lighter than ever at the thought that I had the opportunity to rest for the first time in a long time without a break for more than half a day.

“This is life, this is happiness”

It has been a long time since I stopped worrying about Shione, who will be having a hard time today.

There is no time to worry about others when it is not enough to play on your side.

While I was excited to enjoy the day with such a happy heart.

“Uh… you are… ….”

What the hell is wrong with me?

I heard an ominous voice beside me.

My light steps started to become infinitely heavy with fatigue and annoyance.

I turned my groggy head to identify the owner of the voice.

‘That person—’

Warm brown hair down to her shoulders, black eyes with a deep abyss.

A fox-like beauty who has a cold corner somewhere.

‘Eunis Calia.’

She was the eldest daughter of the Marquess of Calia in the eastern part of the kingdom.

“… The story of yesterday.”

As soon as Eunice checked my face, her eyes started to twinkle.

I stopped at her words and Eunice walked straight towards me.

Unscalia, famous for always being cold and stoic, spoke to me with a friendly smile.

“Could I… Do you remember?”

If you ask me if I remember. Of course I have to remember.

A woman whispering about a male knight, covering her face with her blood dripping shield and her sword.

When the character is so clear, it must be much harder to forget than to remember.

I nodded at Eunice’s words.

“… Of course. Isn’t it Eunice Calia, the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Calia? I was impressed by yesterday’s performance.”

Because yesterday’s chaos had no time to look after anyone else. Of course, Eunice’s performance could not be captured in the eyes.

At least the sword soaked in thick blood, of course. As much as I saw the traces of battle remaining on the shield, as if it had beaten several devil worshipers.

Since it was clear that she had made considerable contributions, I made up the words appropriately.

How did Eunice accept my praise?

‘… Why are you like that all of a sudden?’

My eyes shone with a brighter atmosphere than before.

Chorong Chorong.

Favors and interests that are burdensome overwhelm me.

“You knew my name and family.”

“Of course. Following the Empire, the border line bordered by the Great Forest. Who wouldn’t know the young lady of the Calia family, the marquess guarding the border? Furthermore… Not only did they succeed, but the power of the family rivals that of the duchy.”

At my words, Eunice nodded her head in satisfaction.

“That’s right. You know very well about our Calia family. If so, you seem to already know something about me—”

Eunice gently raised the corner of her mouth.

“Your name. Can I listen too?”

“My name is Ray.”

“Okay, Ray. Then… Can you talk to me separately from now on?”

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“What kind of story…….”

In response to my question, Eunice turned around me and looked at me.

She immediately smiled while standing in front of me with her hands behind her back.

“I, Eunice Calia, would like to talk to Ray-sama about what happened yesterday.”

Then she tilted her head slightly to the right and narrowed her eyes.

The black eyes showed a deep gaze toward my heart, where my mana was sleeping, not anywhere else.

Words are the heart. It’s like staring at my chest.

No matter how much I am a man. It’s embarrassing to look at you like this.

I looked at her with her disapproving gaze.

“That’s because the story of Cianella’s death by a man is popular in the royal castle now.”

Turbuck.

She took a step closer to me.

“Besides, since I was a kid, I always wanted to see Namgisa. I can’t miss this opportunity any more.”

After saying that, Eunice smiled seductively.

“Yes, Lady Ray—”

Eunice put her hands in a circle around my mouth to stop the sound from spreading.

Then she whispered in my ear.

“Unlike so many imitations, it’s real.”