Chapter 65: 65 Welcome back.

Marius was waiting for me in the room where Camilo and I were put through. It's been about two days, but he looks like he's been upset.

"You look a lot tired."

"Hmm? Well, even though the feast will be executed by a very limited number of people, it will be very refreshing to prepare the report of your sight and succession to His Majesty the King before it, and the procedure for recording inheritance."

"Well, that sounds tough."

Nobles have a lot to do in nobility. Once again, I don't think I can do it either.

"So, when are we going to have the feast?

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Much sooner."

"It took my father and my brother a long time to inherit the title." Normally, there are times when the feast is open, but this time you can't say the same. We need to finalize the inheritance as a fait accompli as soon as possible. "

What a nasty story for us common people.

So, we're going to the feast tomorrow and we're going home the day after tomorrow.

"Right. Until then, take your time."

"Okay. I'll take care of you."

And Marius left. Afterwards, the servant takes me again, and Camilo and I are led to the room reserved for our guests.

"If you need anything, don't hesitate to let me know"

"Okay. Thank you."

The servant left with a courtesy. A chair, a bed and a street are provided at the desk, and the walls are tapestried. The tapestry depicted some battle. On the side of the allies are knights dressed in armor, and on the side of the enemy are depicted a gruesome, perhaps demonic figure. To say that you were given a sword when you received the title is probably how the battle inspired you.

After these battles, I have no desire to disguise a sword that has become a testament to the honor of one human being. There must be more to it than just the impossibility of a sword. I couldn't think of any other good way, but whether you're glad you smashed it with my hands. If you haven't thrown it away somewhere, let's keep it at our house and at least keep it at ours. Only by doing so can we perish as much. Do you want to negotiate with Marius later?

Before dinner, the servant who guided me to the room - when he asked me his name, he said Mr. Berman - said, "Miss Deanna wants to see you, how are you?" I was asked, "so I decided to respond honestly. Probably going to do it here too......

was once taken to the courtyard, where Deanna, an easy-to-move clothes man, waited with two wooden swords.

"Do you even do it here?"

"Of course."

Says Deanna with a nigga laugh. You don't look like a lady, so you better stop.

"Well, okay. Let's get started."

Once the cuttings of the sword are aligned and thankful, we make room and start the meeting as usual. It's been about half an hour in total, so once I stopped my hand, Deanna said it as she held her breath up.

"Ha... ha... for once, Mr. Eizou's... seriously... can you show me?

"Are you serious?"

This is the last one today, too, and maybe once.

"All right, then we'll be at the end."

"Yes."

Set up the sword so Deanna doesn't mind where she's punched in from. After I made sure of that, I really stepped in, and I really struck in. Deanna hasn't even been able to move with Pickle. Just before my wooden sword hit my neck, I stopped the sword.

"This is what I mean"

"I didn't see it at all..."

That's what Deanna told me. She's dropping her shoulders disappointingly.

"I've got my shiny arms up in the last few days, and if you train, you can point up at me for as much as you want."

When I followed her like that while I drew my sword, Deanna let her face shine.

"True!?"

And when he rejoiced greatly, and thought he could no longer see that smile, he learned the feeling that his chest could be tightened.

It's dinner after the audition, after they let me take a bath. It was an easy-going dinner because there are only Amur family members today. The main topic of the conversation is what Deanna experienced while she was at home, and Marius is happy to hear the story. I make supplements in between, and Camilo is impressed with a lot. That's how I stayed up late.

The next day, Marius headed to report to His Majesty the King in the morning. As for the country, the succession of titles will be fully completed in this report to His Majesty the King, since the procedure to the recorder seems to have been completed. Later feasts are as a home. The servants seem to be busy, including Mr. Berman. Though inside, it's quite a feast to invite guests, so we need to prepare ourselves properly.

At first, we were one of the guests, but because of the priority of preparation, breakfast and lunch were left to prepare for dinner parties - the point was (...) or (...) (...). I can also draw attention to having something decent prepared here. Mr. Berman and the other servants were trying to get it ready at first, but it's the form I said I couldn't get through.

The time in between is spent roaring around the mansion so that this is not disturbing either. I haven't seen Deanna yet today, but apparently she's stuck with Marius and watched her sire. That's a shame.

I don't know how successful our cooperation has been, but the preparations for the feast proceeded solemnly and we took our turn.

A large table is arranged to surround the dining room at Amur Mansion, and we get to the seats that have been decided upon. There is food in the enclosed center, and the waiters distribute wine glasses poured out of the barrel. Marius rises when all the visitors have arrived and the glass has gone over. He wears clothes with elaborate embroidery. I guess that's the outfit as the main one.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much for coming to this feast today."

A good voice echoes in the dining room.

"Today, I, Marius-Albert Aymur, have made up the title of Count and the inheritance of the Aymur family"

The applause rolls up. If you look chill, the Marquis also applauded.

"Now, pray for the future prosperity of the Amur family and their unchanging connection to you, cheers!

"" Cheers!!

We'll all have a glass of wine. Pretty good wine. And now Marius, both institutionally and as everyone's perception, became Count and Amur family owner. That made me feel more fun than the power of booze.

The feast supper goes on solemnly. The central dish is divided by the supplier and distributed to each person. Interesting with all kinds of dishes that you won't see in the city. I think I can imitate some of them, and I'll make them for Thermia and Rike when I get home.

At the end of the dinner party, now the ball. None of them are highly formatted, but it seems to be the decision at the time of the feast to hold dinner and balls. Each is held separately when the format is higher. However, when it comes to ”balls," when it comes to whether a history filled with enough booze and rice can dance magnificently, that is certainly not the case, so it is only the name of a ballroom, in fact, a place to stand and have a light drink and talk.

That's where I found Deanna. Until just now, someone was talking to him, but now he just has a gap.

"Can I have a word with you?"

"Oh, Mr. Eizou... that's a lovely treat."

Yes, naturally, I'm dressed like an example aristocrat. The Marquis is here, and officially Marius' northern friend - that is, because in the north he's supposed to be the person of the status there.

"My shoulders are stiff."

I said with a bitter smile. With a bitter smile, but also with the heart not to be enveloped.

"Mr. Deanna looks good on you, too, that dress. You deserve to be called a rose."

Deanna naturally wore proper clothes because this is what she said. A dress with a red tone, but only gorgeous, the embroidery of suppression looks great.

"You're good."

Deanna says with a red face, but I'm not sure if that's because of the booze or if it's lit.

"I mean it. It really suits you. But do you see this too? That's too bad."

"Oh, I guess so."

Deanna says with a naughty grin.

"Oh, hey, what's that..."

When I tried to hear the true meaning of the word, Deanna was supposed to respond because someone else, the Marquis, approached me. Marquis and I make full use of our knowledge of installation to make sure that we only talk about it once on the street, like we don't break the setting of saying we're human beings from the North. I don't know if I can talk too much into it and bore it out. But when I talk like this, I feel good about it. I was impressed when he slapped me on the shoulder when I left and said, "I'm going to ask for the Amur family".

At the end of the day, Deanna and I were able to talk only once, and the feast was divided into something to go home and something to go back to the prepared room, and I went back to my room to get dressed, and then I was drunk and fell asleep.

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The next morning, the day finally came when everything was cleaned up and I went home. Coming to the capital is no longer the case. I may be able to run errands that come very occasionally, and I hope to come and say hello then.

I don't have any particular luggage I brought, so I'll get to Camilo's carriage early. At the carriage, Camilo and Marius, servants, were waiting. Because it's early in the morning, or no sign of Deanna.

"Azo, thank you so much this time"

"What, as I said before, I owe you in the city. Be a good lord."

Marius and I shake hands with gutter.

"Oh, yeah, what do you do with the example fake?

"Oh, that one? I hung up on the way over, and I was hoping you could fix it, and it's loaded in the carriage."

Do you fix it? So if you want to stay in this house, that's all right.

"You just have to go back after you fix it, okay?

"No, keep it at Eizo's."

"Are you sure?

"Oh. It's unnatural to leave what you find to be fake, but that's because the circumstances are the case."

Actually, the real thing is that way. I know exactly how you feel, and if you can make me do that, I have no complaints.

"Okay. I'll take care of it after I fix it."

"I asked for it. Oh, or I have one more thing I'd like to keep in my box with you, so please do that too."

"Hmm? Is that a weapon?

"Well, that's what it is. Trouble with it."

"Heh, okay. I'll take care of it responsibly."

'Cause I don't care if either of them do what you do.'

"I get it. Say hello to Deanna."

That's how I get into the carriage and the carriage moves out. He waved to the smaller Amur family, bid farewell to the Amur mansion, and was able to get out of the capital safely as he was.

On the way home, I talk to Camilo about something, but I feel very comfortable. I just relaxed when I tried pointing water around it, so I talked without touching it there.

Eventually, after noon, we arrive at the forest entrance. Camilo and I will say goodbye here once and for all. I'm going to the store to wholesale it.

"Unload your bags before you leave."

Camilo tells me to remember. Yes, I did, I had something to keep.

"Which box?

"It's the box right behind your podium."

"This."

I try to open the box I was told. That's for sure this box...

When I opened the lid of the box, there was a bag of cloth and a woman holding it. A woman is Deanna.

"Deanna!"

I raised my voice unexpectedly. I also forgot to saunter.

"He's here."

Deanna laughs with tea glare.

"No, he said he's here... is the house good?

"I'm keeping a letter from my brother about that. This is it."

Receive the letter given by Deanna. Here's what it said.

"Hey Azo. The fact that you're reading this would mean that my prospects with Deanna and Camilo have been a success. I'm sorry I can't see your surprise face, but there's nothing I can do about all this. Let's give it up. Okay,” another deposit, "but my becoming Count made her“ worth ”all at once.

I was originally a member of the Count family, but unfortunately the "value” differs between having three older brothers on top and just one boy. Naturally, a lot of annoying things happen. Can you take it on because you think of it as a way to get away from it?

I see. I don't know, but it's something that uses strong hands.

"Stretching: Deanna really doesn't mind doing what she thinks."

There was a sentence like that, but I decided to ignore it. If I can see that smile again, though I think it's a good idea.

"Well, if I get this far, I can't help it. You want to come home with me?"

"Yeah! Thanks!

Deanna smiled with a good smile and came out of the box.

The broken fake sword and Deanna's luggage also got out of the box, the two of us got out of the carriage, waved and broke up with Camilo.

I have luggage, but not a lot of weight, so I go on through the woods with Switzerland. We both have few words, but it's nothing. I'm not in the mood for either. At least I just don't know what to tell you.

When I walked for a while and I already followed you in front of the house.

"Annoying...... was it?

Deanna stops and snaps like that.

"Annoying? If that's what you think, you're chasing me back over there."

"Really?

"Really. I'm a clumsy, stubborn blacksmith. You don't have the guts to lie when you say that."

"Oh, I see, sure"

"Don't convince me there."

Deanna laughs at Couscous.

"Look, we're going into the house"

"Hey, Mr. Eizou"

"Eizo's fine."

"Huh?"

"If you're going to be our family, I don't need”. "

"Yeah, okay, Eizo"

"Okay."

I start walking towards the door of the house first.

"Eizo!

Deanna called me from behind. I look back.

"I'm home!

I laugh and give it back.

"Welcome back, Deanna"

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