Chapter 32 – Young Master is on a Purple Horse on the Road
My second brother is a strange man.
He doesn’t work, doesn’t go to school, and doesn’t have any goals.
He just plays around every day but strangely enough, he has a lot of friends and a lot of money.
He’s a drunk and a helpless person but somehow, people don’t hate him.
It was around last week when Shishiriki, my second brother, asked me for a favor.
「Hey, please my little brother. Make me a horse. Something super duper fast~」
「I’m really busy right now with all my school stuff.」
「My little brother, you’re the only one who can do it. Please help this older brother of yours~」
「I’ll probably have time three months from now.」
「I’m going on a field trip next month and Fasarina-senpai from the south will be there so I want to show off~!」
「You just want to show off! NO!」
I managed to get rid of my brother who was clinging to my pants.
Speaking of Fasarina-senpai, I’ve met him once.
He is a strong-looking man with blue-tinted, gold-framed glasses, and is the heir of the horse inn.
He’s in the group that organizes the city’s festival stalls and events and it seems like my second brother is part of it too.
「Just get a bicorn and you’ll be fine.」
「We’re going for a long ride and I want something more flashy~」
「Long ride huh….」
「Ah, right, how about I trade it to you with a great slave?」
「No, no, I already have enough slaves.」
I mean, there are hundreds of them already.
Recently, we’ve been getting so many disabled slaves from all over the country that we can’t even keep up with the work we have to do.
「I have a friend who owns a girl who used to be an actress in an opera house. He owes me money so if I ask him, he’ll probably give her to me~」
What! I almost leaned forward but I held my ground.
To tell you the truth, I’d like to have that slave but the are various types of plays.
There is even something called a commoner’s play where commoners rented a theater so I don’t have high expectations.
「I see. So, what’s her opera experience?」
「I heard that she once starred in an opera at the Kubatoa Opera House in the south but her face was injured and she couldn’t pay her debts so she was sold. You can heal her, right?」
「Kubatoa!?」
I grabbed my brother instinctively.
Kubatoa Opera House is a prestigious opera house!
It should be a high-end play!
…..but honestly speaking, I’m not even close to needing her right now. I guess I’ll take the tears and say no!
「Yeah, that Kubatoa Opera House! Hey hey, it’s great right? I beg you, please~」
「It can’t be helped! Only this time…..」
In the end, I immediately gave my consent to my begging brother.
I couldn’t beat my desire to collect……
After that, I listened to my brother’s requests such as “I want one with many legs” and “I want the horns angled and yellow”. With a mysterious sense of defeat, I headed to the school.
That was one week ago.
I already completed the magic creature order of my second brother and today, I’ll take it on a long test ride with Laura-san.
I’ve been working in the lab while managing my slaves when I was making it but I managed to make it quickly.
My genius is almost frightening.
「Hmm, a bicorn with eight legs. And why is its body purple?」
「Because that’s what he requested…..」
The bicorn has eight legs, purple hair, and yellow horns with raised angles, as ordered by my brother.
Laura-san, who’s looking at the magic creature bicorn, is holding a bento in her hand.
She cooked for me early in the morning for this day.
She’s overflowing with girlish power but she looks cooked with her hair stuffed back on her riding cap.
She looks stylish with her spurred boots, riding pants, and brown leather jacket.
And as for me, for some reason, I’m wearing shorts that match her outfit.
I’m also wearing a jacket similar to hers but why am I wearing suspenders and shorts?
I’m super embarrassed.
I’m already 14 years old.
While I was fidgeting and pulling down the hem of my shorts, Laura-san laughed at me.
「Don’t worry about it, you look adorable.」
「I prefer cool than adorable.」
「I prefer adorable.」
She patted me on my head.
Well, given our ages, it should be a combination of a recent graduate and a junior high school student so it will be difficult to treat me as an adult.
When we rode the horse, she took the reins.
I sit between her and the horse’s neck.
And we’re supposed to ride in the city like this. It’s embarrassing.
And we’re really standing out because I’m sandwiched between Pickles, who has Vongo on her back, and Mince and Roast, who are riding a magic creature bicorn.
Laura-san is very powerful but we are being escorted by my slaves just in case.
There’s no such thing as worrying too much.
「What is that yellow horned horse…..」
「Where are the adventurers of the Schenker Family going?」
「What the heck is that big purple horse…」
「What the heck is that stupid looking horse…」
「What the heck is that crazy looking horse…」
「What the heck is that horse…」
I feel like the townspeople are pointing at me.
I’m sure they are calling me a weakling who’s being escorted by a bunch of women…..
No, thinking about it, I’m usually living like a fox who borrows a tiger’s skin so I guess they’re not mistaken.
Let’s not mind them.
After leaving the city, Laura-san turned to my slaves who were following behind us.
「I’m going to make this run, can you keep up?」
「No problem.」
「No problem.」
Laura-san smiled when she heard my slaves’ reply and make the eight-legged bicorn run.
An acceleration that I have never experienced in a long time hits me.
With such speed, the scenery flies behind me. The only sound I could hear was the sound of the wind and the destructive footsteps of the bicorn.
It was only running at full speed for roughly ten seconds but when I turned around, I saw my slaves were running far behind this horse.
It looks like this is really fast.
「I love this horse! Make me one!」
「Okay, I’ll make you one!」
「I don’t like purple!」
「So do I!」
We both shouted and laughed at each other.
Laura-san seems to be having fun. I’m glad I invited her today.
We quickly arrived at the open field according to plan and grabbed the sandwich that Laura-san had made.
The slaves built a fire nearby and made us some tea.
This is a good day off, isn’t it?
While I was lying on the grass, I saw white clouds drifting across the sky.
The mountains in the distance are jagged and their tops are white.
I was thinking about making shaved ice this year but then, I saw a stain in the sky.
It didn’t disappear after a few moments. In fact, it seems to be getting bigger and bigger.
Suddenly, Vongo stood up and held up her spear.
「……s……..k……….y……..」
「Alright」
Mince took out a monocular from the bag on her waist, stretched it out, and peered into it.
After mumbling something, she looked at me and spoke loudly,
「Super behemoth! Master! Evacuate immediately!」
「What! Oi, Vongo! Fireworks!!」
Seeing the slaves panicking, Laura-san stood up.
「Mistress! Please flee to the city at once!」
「Why? It won’t reach this place.」
Laura-san handed Mince the cigarette she was smoking and walked toward the giant centipede, which is now at a very recognizable distance.
I could faintly hear her chanting.
She brought her right hand up to her left shoulder and waved it as if she was throwing a frisbee and a blinding light shot into the sky from her fingertips.
The next moment, I saw the centipede split in half and what’s left of its body fell to the ground around 200 meters away.
She took the cigarette back from Mince, who was motionless as if she had been bound by gold, and sat down beside me again.
Her smiling face was so fresh that you wouldn’t suspect her of casting that murderous ray of light earlier.
I guess ex-military guys are really powerful.
I already imagined a long battle with me regenerating my slaves over and over again but I guess I’ll never have a chance to do that.
Relieved, I lay down and placed my head on Laura-san’s lap.
Hmm, my fiancée is being too nice to me.
We eventually returned to the city before evening that day.
I think it was an unfortunate day for the slaves to encounter a giant flying centipede.
But for me, it wasn’t bad.
Because the relationship between Laura-san and my adventurers, who had been a little awkward until now, has improved.
Adventurers, like soldiers, live in a world of violence.