Is a housewarming party⊠like this? (4) â unedited
â⊠You infiltrated to get the Countess back.â
Evan, who had seen Merson using teleport magic and unintentionally overheard my conversation with Chenin, asked again about it.
Except for the fact that Merson was the Demon King, I talked about everything frankly. That Count Abitz threatened the Lord of the Sezaines village with Cheninâs life as collateral, and that we and the Sezaine villagers secretly agreed to take Chenin back to save her.
âThings are getting a little complicated, but itâs a good sign that you can still eat well.â
âDid Merson originally know how to use some magic?â
âYes. Right, what.â
Itâs not a lie. Heâs been able to use magic from the start. A little⊠well he used a lot, beyond imaginationâŠâŠ.
âIf youâre a wizard, even if youâre not a nobleman, you can get a job enough to earn a title, so why do you want to go back to that rural village?â
âWe like it there. Right, Merson?â
âWherever Erina isâŠâŠ.â
JAMâ
I pressed hard on his foot. Say you like Sezaine, say it!
â⊠good.â
âSee, Merson likes it there too.â
Evan wiped his chin for a moment, then swung his food-soaked spoon at me. What?
With a frown on, Evan lowers his voice with a grim look.
âIs it okay to talk about such an important thing to me? What if I leak it out and leave!â
âIf you are someone who would really rat us out, you wouldnât say things like this to us. Besides, you had a chance to ask for help when you were caught by Guernia, but you didnât say it until the end. You were just constantly warning Merson to be careful. It was pretty stupid, though.â
âAh, thenâŠâŠ.â
âBut why? Was there any reason to keep it a secret?â
Evan scratched the back of his head and looked troubled. His face seemed to turn red, and the way he sighed deeply seemed to contain a reason.
â⊠There was a bit of a misunderstanding about the Countess, well, âCheninâ.â
âMisunderstanding?â
âIt was a banquet organized and held by Count Abitz, and it was strange that the Countess was locked up in her room. So I thought. Ah, on the last day of the banquet, voilaâ she will appear.â
Oh my God-
He was naked like a crazy person in a locked room, and the person who held him on her hand brought another man to have sex with⊠How could such a reasoning be possible in such a situation, Evanâs brain must have gone awry.
âTherefore?â
âSo if I tell someone about it, everything will go up in smoke. The Countess would wait impatiently for the last day of the banquet, where she would appear.â
âBeing nosy is also a disease.â
Evan gave a laugh.
âBut I got help.â
Another surprising story. I perked up my ears, concentrating on Evanâs words.
âThe Countess kept telling me. I will die if I stay here, so run away quickly. But somehow, when Guernia calls me, my body automatically moves, and without thinking, I follow her words.â
âWell, isnât that strange?â
âItâs mental magic. It is the ability to infiltrate the body of another person with low magical power and take control of their mind. The magic consumption was so great that, perhaps, she couldnât keep it for long, even if it was that woman.â
Oh, Merson, you studied magic as well. I was so proud of myself that I held back when I wanted to pat his ass.
âRight. As soon as I entered the room, my eyes opened and I thought âoh no!â!â
âIs that all the help you got from Chenin? To tell you to run away because youâll be dead?â
âNo. The second day. I had a gut feeling that Guernia would take my body and kill me. The Countess had always told me that it must be so. And when that moment really came, I couldnât think of anything. I was so tired. Gooey liquids covered my body, and when the unwanted heat heated the room, even my head was filled with a fog, making everything look hazy. The only thing that caught my eye clearly was Guerniaâs sharp teeth. I thought she was going to bite into me.â
Evan, still shivering, ran his hand over his neck.
âBut, I was saved by the Countess.â
âHow?â
â⊠Thinking about it now, itâs a bit embarrassing. This is exactly what the Countess said. âYou seem to like him quite a bit, but isnât it a pity to kill him already? If youâre going to kill him anyway, why donât you taste him with that handsome guy tomorrow?ââ
âThe âhandsome guyâ was Merson.â
I canât believe Merson was in such danger? I reached out and hugged his head.
âHey, I am the one who suffered to death?â
âAnyway. Did Guernia listen to that?â
âThatâs why I survived. I owe the Countess in many ways.â
âDonât be too bitter. You owe me quite a bit too, so letâs call it a day.â
â⊠I hope you feel comfortable.â
âWow, I feel really bad to hear you say that.â
Evan shrugs his shoulders and then concentrates on eating again. The long hands of the clock have already turned two times.
I got into the dining room the earliest and didnât leave until the last, so it was a bit embarrassing. Well, from the ownerâs point of view, he liked Evan, who consistently ordered food. By the way,
âWho is going to pay for all this food?â
âOf course Erina.â
I said âAhâ out loud. Excuse me, what?
âI didnât even get any money from Count Abitz because of you guys, so why not buy me this much?â
âWhy is that on usâŠâŠ.â
I couldnât even say no. Anyway, it was us who caused the commotion and forced Evan to move.
However, it is also vague to say that it is completely our fault. We actually teleported Evan to save him!
âThank you for the meal, Merson.â
âWhat are you nodding your head for!â
I shouted. But in the end it was us who paid for the food. There was no such thing as a lack of money because of Mersonâs exorbitantly expensive jewelry.