Chapter 125: 125 \nOn my way back to my tent, I saw a carriage and a few cavalry rides out. Perhaps, as a precursor to this one, I will return earlier.\n
I was seen thriving there that night. Dancers, singers, etc. by the bonfire. I donât seem to bring the liquor, so this uplifting yet all primal (shivering), but I guess the joy of victory is still enough to intoxicate people.
Iâm having dinner with my old man and Matisse and their supply team, watching as that happens. That one I had as a late lunch, if I couldnât wipe it out today, it was supposed to be dinner. After that, I just went home, so I got both sides of the day and evening.
The ladies have more work to do for that, but the ladiesâŠ
âHey, it doesnât change whether you make it once or twice.
And I was laughing. I definitely donât think so.
Itâs late, so Miss Frederica, who slashed the paperwork for today, is eating with us. I donât know why, but heâs sitting next to me, with a puppy heâs nostalgic for. If I show Deanna, sheâs gonna say sheâs gonna take me home while she hits me in the shoulder.
The story was mainly about nature and todayâs victory, and I followed it, and I was mainly asked a lot by the old man and the young people. Of course, I left a blur about who defeated Hobgoblin at the end.
âWell, Eizo is not a big money maker.
Thatâs what the old man says.\n
âReally? Well, if Eizoâs convinced, fine.
The old man is rarely lit. Two young people got teared up and yelled at, and we laughed a lot.
The next morning, when I finished my shift, Mr. Liddy was waiting for me when I tried to get to the carriage.
âGood morning, Mr. Liddy.
When I say hello, I reply with a fluffy voice. Iâll see if I can get you some luggage, just one backpack and nothing else.\nâThatâs a lot less luggage.
âYeah. We donât have that much stuff originally.
Really? Will the long lifespan reduce my obsession with things? Iâm out of hand.
âOh, speaking of which.
Mr. Liddy makes a voice that feels a little rushed.
âYou donât have to worry about the example, because something else moved inside is going to do it.
Yes, Iâm going to tell you what the example isâŠâŠ. oh.
âYouâre talking about crop seeds.
âYeah. Theyâre supposed to deliver it to Mr. Camilo.
\nâWell, if youâre such a separate daughter-in-law, youâll make a lot of money for less!
Gahaha and laughing. Oi says. At that moment I could see Miss Frederica turning her neck like a giggly and broken brisket doll and starting to stare at me. I want you to give me a break because Iâm a little scared.
âNo, itâs not like my wife or anything. Itâs pathetic to go with an old man whoâs hiding out for a reason.
I rarely deny it. Iâm no different from being an irregular in this world, even though I hear it wonât have a huge impact. Iâm still a little confused that I have a belt like that.
I just said this for a reason and itâs hard to say because no one understands.
When I said that, while Miss Frederica took her gaze off, now Mr. Liddy started staring at me. What the hell is going on todayâŠ
Apart from this story, there was no particular topic that I would flirt with.
I can somewhat imagine what happened when I think of two points: âI hear the inside of the elf was damagedâ and âMr. Liddy moved in with it, and thatâs not a marriage or anythingâ. Neither is the one going into such a minefield.
Thus, during the three days of his return, the carriage safely made its way to the capital, no matter how occasionally the old man demonstrated his lack of delicacy, without a particularly awkward atmosphere ruling the place.