15 – Red Garden Landscaper 1

Bahamut’s mansion located in Schwyz.

There, Bahamut was receiving business reports as usual.

“It is said that the Eastern trade procession of the Uranus merchants departed today.”

“Okay, the item check went well, right? It looks like he’s doing something strange…”

“of course. We have sent people we trust to review, so you can rest assured.”

“Then I’m glad.”

After Bahamut subdued Bertina, Eastern trade proceeded as announced.

However, this was done in a very normal way, not the fraudulent scheme for the downfall of the small and medium-sized merchant companies, which was Bertina’s original goal, and as a result, the Uranus merchant merchant’s success rate in Eastern trade continued to maintain 100%.

‘Even in the subsequent development, the Uranus Merchant Corps never failed. I’ve subdued guys with that ability, so I’ll have something useful in the future.’

Above all, as Bertina, who became a complete villain as she ran wild with a taste for power, was put on a leash, she was less concerned about that part.

Adding to this the 30% share obtained from Bertina in addition to the 7% share of profits originally secured by trickery, the fact that Bahamut’s Beden Merchant’s share in this trade was 37% was a bonus.

Though he had to run around in order to prepare in advance, Bahamut stretched comfortably, thinking that the hard work was well worth it.

Ashbel, who made a fuss for a while after hearing the inside story from Bahamut, has now calmed down.

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Now that the atmosphere had stabilized again, Bahamut’s attention was on the way to another place for a while.

‘Well then… let’s get things done, shall we go see her today?”

With that thought in mind, Bahamut finished his work and slowly rose from his seat.

It had nothing to do with his survival plan, but apart from that, in order for Bahamut to meet the woman who could unleash his bad taste nature to his heart’s content.

*

“hi. how have you been? I hear you don’t skip meals these days and eat well.”

“…yes…”

The dungeon is a little more organized than before.

There, Isolda answered in a small voice as she saw the ‘bastard’ that appeared in front of her eyes.

Bahamut is talking happily with a smile on his lips.

Lee Sol, who had built up useless pride once before, but after seeing the threshold of death, his spirit has softened.

As she finally had to admit that there was no way she could do anything about it, she had no choice but to keep quiet for now.

Right now.

“How are you living these days? Are you okay?”

“… It’s okay.. but thanks for being considerate.. more than the first time..”

“what. If that’s the case, I’m glad.”

After that, Bahamut clapped lightly.

Immediately after that, Isolda’s nose suddenly began to smell the sweet, sweet smell she hadn’t smelled in a long time.

“… what is this?”

A servant entering the room.

Her hands were full of utensils and food, and she slowly began setting them out on a shabby table in the dungeon.

“Still, it’s been quite a while since we met, but I wanted to have a meal together.”

The food prepared in front of Isolda and Bahamut.

Although there were not many kinds, it was considered no different from a delicacy to Isolda, who had been living with dry, twisted bread or crushed fruit.

“Come on, let me hear it. This award is given to a child who doesn’t complain about side dishes and listens well.”

While the servant who brought the food was standing in the back, Bahamut spoke in a joyful voice.

“… thanks..”

After answering this in a low voice, Isolda picked up the tableware and began to eat the food frantically.

Lee Sol, who cuts meat with a sharp fork and a sharp knife.

Although she has been living like a beggar for the past few months, basic etiquette is ingrained in her body.

But… even at this moment when she was putting the food in her mouth, there was no thought of taste in her head.

‘As expected… I started to relax slowly…’

In the meantime, Bahamut had trampled on Isolda’s body several times, but from one day, it was gradually diminishing.

I didn’t know what the reason was, but from Isolda’s point of view, it was rather a good thing.

The fact that Lee Ja’s interest moved away from him meant that his wariness toward her would also decrease.

But even so, if this gets too serious, it’s troublesome.

If this man completely forgets himself, then it is because he is completely cut off from the outside world and becomes unable to do anything.

Before that, Isolda was constantly racking her brain and figuring out a way.

Any way to get out of here…

Even though he lost all his property and his subordinates were scattered, it became a situation where nothing could be expected… Nevertheless, there was one card left for Isolda to hope for.

If done well… A trump card that could turn this situation around.

‘But… for that, I have to get out of here first. Anyway…’

As she was thinking about that, a method suddenly came into her mind.

I don’t know if it will go well or not, but at this point, Bahamut’s visits have been a little rare lately, I could see that there was time.

Lee Sol puts the last piece of meat in her mouth while thinking about the things she prepared in her head.

After the meal was over, and after cleaning up the remaining tableware.

Isolda slowly got up from her seat and laid her body on the bed.

As always.

To avoid giving the impression that something has changed.

She had heard stories of those who sometimes flirted even in situations like this in order to cause their opponents to lose their guard.

However, Isolda judged that it was just an idea based on the fictions of the sewers.

The opponent who has been rebellious all of a sudden starts to be submissive?

If it was Isolda, it was clear that he would raise his guard against him immediately and investigate whether he was plotting something.

The best way not to buy the opponent’s suspicion was not to make positive changes, but to show only the same appearance as usual.

When that happens, they stop paying attention to details, thinking that today is no different.

Within the framework of everyday life, we let everything flow like that.

And, seeing Isolda’s extremely ordinary appearance, Bahamut, as always, slowly began to approach her.

As usual… to humiliate her and satisfy his lust at the same time.

*

“Sigh… ”

Ophelia let out a small, tired sigh and lay down slowly.

Beside her, as always, her beloved master lay with her.

Although it is not always possible to do this every day because of her busy body, her kind owner allowed her to take time to express her feelings at least once a week.

But… today, and yesterday and the day before yesterday… seeing the owner over and over again was a little different from usual in that respect.

However, Ophelia had no complaints about this.

“Thank you, Master.”

“yes? what?”

“For loving me like this. Ophelia is delighted. To be able to receive the master’s favor so often…”

“hahahaha.. that.. is it?.. well.. honestly, thinking about the intention, I’m a bit sorry… but I’m also worried that I made it through too much trouble.”

Bahamut looks a bit embarrassed at Ophelia’s words.

Ophelia lightly kissed the master’s face and then said with a red face.

“it’s okay. Whatever the reason, it was because I was able to be so happy with my beloved master.”

“… Haa… I’m really… I’m really worried about what would have happened if you hadn’t met me.”

“Ophelia thinks so too. If I hadn’t met Bahamut-sama… I wouldn’t have been able to be this happy, right?”

“No.. I don’t mean that.. Umm.. Whoa.. Well… that’s it.”

With those words, Bahamut stroked Ophelia’s hair.

In response, Ophelia leaned on her master’s side and began to entrust herself to his warmth.

That time when Bahamut had a sweet time with the woman he loved.

Elsewhere in the mansion…

A very small change, different from usual, was taking place.

-“Clap!”-

A chilly smile began to bloom from a woman’s mouth along with a cold metallic sound.

She slowly opens the door, feeling joy, joy, and a burning desire for revenge.

As expected, there were no guards there.

It was natural. Only the master was allowed access to this kind of slave.

Appreciating that fact, she… Isolda Evergarden held the fork she used to open the door tightly in her hand and began to move swiftly and stealthily.

‘Leave and see. I will definitely tear my four boys to death, Bahamut!’