VIO Ch 39 – A Stroll Around the Royal Capital (III)

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The next morning, Vio showed his attire to Jill in front of a full-length mirror.

“Jill, how about this? I won’t be out of place even if I go to town wearing it, right?” Vio asked. He had on a simple white shirt and a dark red vest, coupled with black trousers and boots that reached high.

Jill answered him with a pleasant smile, “Young Master, your elegance can’t be concealed with any outfit.”

“Jill… I wasn’t asking you that.”

“You should wear this cloak and hat. Your hair is very conspicuous.”

“Ah, right. My hair looks like bean sprouts, so it’ll stand out, huh? I’d rather have brown hair like Father. Ah, I know! How about dyeing my hair?” Vio suggested.

“You can’t,” Jill sternly rejected.

“But it’ll come off after I wash it…”

“Definitely not!”

Losing to the intensity of Jill’s widened grey eyes, Vio nodded obediently. “Alright…” But he wasn’t happy with such a rejection.

He put on the pale brown newsboy cap with a pout. With his silver hair hidden, he no longer felt eye-catching.

“How about now?” asked Vio.

“You look very dignified.”

“…Huh, so I’m still standing out?”

“Young Master, no matter how you dress, you will always grab attention. I believe that it’s impossible for you to be inconspicuous, even if you tried to hide your features.”

Vio frowned at Jill’s reply. He wanted to look like someone who could blend in with the commoners, but Jill didn’t understand his intention at all.

“So I have to use my acting ability? Should I wear dirty clothes?”

“No!”

“I-I get it. I was joking,” Vio said. He took a step back from Jill, whose expression proved frightful.

With a sigh, Jill began to lament. “Her Grace believed in me and left Young Master in my care. Allowing you to wear such simple clothes already pains my heart enough. It’s outrageous to have you put on dirty clothes! First, it’s dangerous for Young Master to dress like a commoner. What if a noble who misuses their social status kidnaps you? Please behave like a confident noble.”

Realizing that he had unexpectedly angered Jill, Vio said at once, “I understand! I’m sorry. Stop scolding me. The sun will have set by the time you finish.”Then he rushed out of the bedroom.

“Young master, I haven’t finished yet!”

Flustered with Jill chasing after him, Vio hid behind Legion, who was waiting in the sitting area.

“Lord Violant?” Legion asked, clearly confused. Vio peeked his head from behind Legion and said to Jill, “Stop it. You won’t stop scolding me once you start to, so I’ll pass. Otherwise, I won’t be able to go to town, right?”

“It’s because Young Master said you want to dye your hair and blend in with the commoners. Not to mention, do you really think that your hair looks like bean sprouts? Her Grace would be grieving if she heard that,” Jill said, looking at Vio with a sad expression.

“No… I think I look like a bean sprout in general… Nevermind, it’s nothing. I know I was wrong, so don’t look at me like that.” Vio scratched his cheek with his finger, defeated.

Rille laughed at them. “Master, you lost face in front of Mister Jill! Still, I’m not happy with you calling yourself a bean sprout. Master, wouldn’t you be sad if Lady Flora said something like that?”

“Uhh, yeah…” Indeed, Vio could easily relate to Rille’s remark and seemed to understand Jill’s lament better now.

“I’m glad you understand now,” Jill said in satisfaction. He then bowed. “Well, shall we go? I have already prepared the carriage in front of the palace.”

A sigh of relief escaped Vio’s lips. He said to Legion, “I’m sorry for using you as a shield.”

“No, I don’t mind…”

“Legi, you should be careful. Jill’s preaching lasts long. One time, I stayed up late from reading a book, and he reprimanded me severely.”

“Is that so?” Legion stared at Jill in surprise.

Pretending to be innocent, Jill answered, “I won’t reprimand someone I’m not worried about.”

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“This is what I’m talking about. There’s nothing more difficult than opposing him,” Vio said with a wry smile. He was well aware that one of Jill’s ways to express love is by scolding. As such, he couldn’t coldly refuse him.

Unable to endure it anymore, Legion laughed and guided Vio towards the door. “It’s great that both of you are getting along. Now then, let’s depart. Sir Lantz and Sir Cheval are waiting near the carriage.”

“Isn’t Sir Lantz on break?” Vio asked.

“He said he wanted to accompany us. Since we’re going to the town, there’s nothing better than having more escorts,” Legion answered. A baton hung on Legion’s waist.

Since he was going to acquire a new sword, it was acceptable for him to only be equipped with a baton. However, Vio couldn’t imagine that anyone could outdo him, even if Legion was equipped with just a baton. After all, he could fight against an Equestrian Dragon with just that.

“Hmm, okay then,” replied Vio, but it was clear that Lantz was investigating him. As his thoughts wandered into this direction, he recalled the crown prince’s face.

 

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Hauser, Cheval, and Lantz waited near the carriage, which was a four-seater. Since Cheval would share a seat with the coachman, Lantz wouldn’t be able to accompany them inside. He would be riding a horse, which he was currently pulling reins of.

“Good morning, Lord Violant,” they greeted as Vio approached them.

“Good morning.”

As he was about to get into the carriage, Cheval interrupted him, apologetic. “Um, Lord Violant. Are you really going to the restaurant I talked about before?”

“That’s the plan. I like seafood dishes, so I’ve been wanting to go and have some ever since I heard about the restaurant.”

“But look… You can request for the chef to come to the palace and cook for you, can’t you? Honestly, that place is, uhh, too noisy of a place for a noble to visit,” Cheval said, carefully picking his choice of words.

Vio had an inkling of what he had meant to say. “There are many commoners that frequent it, right? Don’t worry, I don’t mind.”

“N-no, I’m the one who minds…” Cheval said with a bitter expression, blocking Vio from getting into the carriage.

A suspicious glint to his eyes, Legion asked, “What restaurant were you talking about?”

“It’s Dally McWell’s restaurant on 10th Avenue of the 6th District. The Holly Pavilion,” Cheval confessed, proving Legion’s suspicion.

Lantz pulled his horse to stand beside Cheval, who was avoiding eye contact with Legion. “I believe 10th Avenue is right next to the slums. But since it’s a restaurant, it should at least be clean, right?” Lantz mused.

“There are many ill-bred customers, Sir Lantz. It’s a restaurant you would never go to,” Cheval murmured, having a headache. He regretted mentioning the restaurant to Vio.

“I see… Is this not enough?” Vio took out a piece of paper that he had carried in his pocket and showed it to Cheval.

“Uh, a magic circle? Hm, this… seems to be low-level magic,” Cheval said after he had stared at the magic circle. He handed the paper to Lantz in one a swift move. “Sir Lantz, take a look.”

Lantz glowered at him before doing so. “You’re really hopeless. Isn’t this a low-level magic barrier using wind and light magic?”

“I’m not good at deciphering magic circles,” Cheval grumbled as he pouted.

Lantz glowered at Cheval once again before nodding to Vio, handing the paper back to him. “This should be enough. By casting this, the opponent will end up half-dead.”

Cheval shuddered. “Wow! So it has that much power? Scary!”

Vio slipped the piece of paper back into his pocket. He could defend himself by casting spells. However, if he ended up in a situation where he couldn’t speak, a magic circle was a necessity. He was hiding more sheets of paper with magic circles in other places, and also carried a hidden self-defense weapon. Even if someone launched a surprise attack on them, it should be fine.

“Sir Cheval, Sir Lantz has already approved it, so it’s okay,” Vio said.

“…Do you want to eat seafood that much?”

“Yes. I think it’ll be more delicious if I eat in the place where the seafood was cooked. Can’t we go there?”

“Uhhhh… If you insist, then I guess it’s fine. But please don’t separate from either Legi or me when we arrive at 10th Avenue. There are many hooligans there. I was raised in that area, so I know how they do things. They find people who come from other districts as easy targets,” Cheval said as he ruffled his blonde hair.

That might be why Cheval was very reluctant to go to such a place. He had the look of a noble, but was also a bit unruly.

A smile graced Vio’s lips. “I’m more reassured now that we have Sir Cheval, who was raised there. Please take care of me.”

“…Yes, I understand,” Cheval replied and bowed. But after that, he held his head and groaned, as if he was enduring something. Confused at Cheval’s eccentric behavior, Vio stared at him with worry.

Legion then gently pushed Vio’s back. “Please enter the carriage, Lord Violant. You don’t have to worry about him. He’s not used to getting praised; he’s just shy.”

As if proving that Legion had hit the bull’s-eye, Cheval immediately said, “Legi, shut your mouth!”.

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