125 Lesson 3: Natural My Girl

The next day I set myself apart from the Millards, I am visiting the village of Toto to greet the Earl of Hartwig.

No longer am I cut off from the Millards. I feel a little, no, quite misguided to give tourist information about the village of Toto, but it is also true that this village is strongly involved with the Sagami Chamber of Commerce. If the Count Hartwigh family is happy with it, that's probably fine.

"He's a saint!

The villagers of the village of Toto, gathered together as usual, greet lightly and head to the inn where the Count Haltwigh has always stayed.

"This is Gray's husband!

When the man who grew a jaw on his brunette, who came out of the inn fluttered, looks at me, he sets his posture right. I guess I drank quite a bit, even from the alcoholic smell I smell from here and the bright red face I could totally do.

He's Brye. He is under the direct command of His Highness the Earl of Hartwig and an escort to the Hundred Wars and Smelting. Previously, during the escort, he didn't even say anything about cooking instead of drinking. Something that is roughly unthinkable, such as being in a state of intoxication like this.

All the guards of this village of Toto are stronger than the men of the Count. Daikanya, in anticipation of that, the Count would have given his men a vacation.

"You don't have to. Is the Count here?

"Yeah, it's a chess game early this morning. You'll have a great time."

There is not much in this village of Toto that can be called tourism. Yet the number of visits by nobles and luxury merchants to this village is increasing daily. Therefore, I suggested that we create facilities for games such as chess, chess, mahjong and Othello as one of the entertainments.

Specifically, every day, a tournament-based game is held, where participants pay the entry fee for the game and compete. The winner will receive a voucher that can be used to purchase products in Toto Village, eat and drink in restaurants, stay in accommodation, etc. Popular products such as Tote Village watches and glasses may wait months on a basic reservation basis. As for the lodging, it seems that it is buried a few months away.

In this regard, the winner can surely enjoy the benefits on the spot if only the winner's share of the product is allowed to be surplus. That only comes with a premium, and if it comes from the Sagami Chamber of Commerce such as watches and eyeglasses raw materials, the original hand is not much. It's exactly one stone and two birds.

It seems that this attempt has been brilliantly successful, and even though it is only a few weeks away, there has been a rare phenomenon in which the luxuries and nobles have arrived and the participant frames are filled in minutes of what they do each day.

"Count... what will you do if you enjoy yourself..."

This visit to Toto Village should also be accompanied by family services for your wife and daughter.

"No, enjoy shopping and hot springs with your wife and Teresa."

Well, if you're having fun, okay.

"I want you to show me around"

"Ha!"

When I salute him, he leads me in walking out.

Game-only facility, commonly known as - a blonde giant man with scratches all over his body coming out of a playhouse building.

That Mitsujin lost again. Count Hartwigh is as obsessed as a child with strategic games, but he has the pitiful nature of weak extermination.

"Sir Grey, I've lost again"

How can I react even if I'm monologued with such a pathetic look like the end of the world?

"You're not good at it, Count."

"Sir, that's not comforting at all."

Shoulder down to Brye, who will give you some thankful advice, head straight to the best restaurant in the village.

Even though spring has arrived, I'm still pretty chilly. This kind of day is limited to pot dishes.

With shabu-shabu on, Count Hartwigh turns off his mouth.

"I've been talking to the Millards. Miss Satella is free."

In the meantime, now the greatest fear has disappeared. All the rest aside.

"Thank you. So what happens to the Zooks?

"Ah, they will be disposed of in the name of Non."

"Really?"

Then there is no longer a reason for me to speak. I'm not interested in the life and death of those scumbags until I destroy my relationship with the Count. Honestly, I don't care. And suppose this Count Ghost disposes of it. It might as well be dead.

……

As the Count Hartwigh temporarily looks at my condition with a strange face,

"What?

Ask the intent. The Count exhaled in a deep sigh,

"Sir Grey, martial arts, magic, commerce, farming methods, Sir knows everything. But I don't see the simplest thing."

Mouth words that don't make sense.

"Simple lucid things? What is it?

It's a family bond.

"Is it a family bond?

For me, Millard, the only family I can call home is my sister Aqua and her servants. Such a stepmother and his puppet in the family? Worm spit runs.

"Oh, no matter how much Sir hates and denies, my family is family."

"Count, my relationship with that mother-in-law should have been explained. He's such an unsaveable scumbag."

"That's what Non agrees. That wife really sucks. Last night, he pulled those idiots together to visit the Millard family mansion, raided Sir Gray, and explained in front of all the Millards that he tried to kill them. What do you think happened to that wife?

"Daimyo, didn't you call the Counts bandits, even in reverse guile?

"You're probably right."

I wonder how humiliating it was. Bly's face distorts into hatred.

"I'm sorry for the discomfort."

"I don't mind. They've been working with the Gate nobles for years. Daily tea meals, such as cursing noises to that extent. More than that, what really pisses him off is that as soon as he revealed his whereabouts, he sold Zook to Nook. I even exposed what I hadn't listened to politely."

I guess that's what that woman with no shame or outside ears would do.

"That's right. I can't save you."

Put the meat in your mouth for the throw, and I assure you so.

"For his wife, Sir is someone else in red. But for your father and sister, it's family. That's what Non felt."

I'll keep my mother-in-law to herself. Linda's family that looks just like my father and that mother-in-law? Number one, Linda's the kind of guy who sends me out laughing about my kids going to war. That's impossible.

"I first learned today that the Count likes jokes."

"Whatever you say to the present Sir, I don't believe it. But that's all I'm going to tell you.

When I heard Sir Rice was about to be killed, Sir Rice beat Zook to death crying, and Sir's sister, you fell asleep with a bright blue face. I really didn't think that was an act. "

In closing the words, Count Hartwigh never uttered a word about that evening again when he forcefully changed the subject.

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"Who is it?

A long beauty half-upped her lustrous golden hair stretched out to her knees, staring down at me even as she laid her hands on her hips with a surprised and carefree face.

The relatively rare lengths for women over 170 cm and the bright red dress look exquisitely good on a tight, thin body. About fifteen or six years old to see from the appearance of still being young.

She would be the only daughter of Count Hartwigh - Teresa Hartwig.

"Gray, your father asked me to visit this village."

"I've been writing to my father and mother from day to day. Nice to meet you! Well, take this."

Suddenly I give her the cloth bag she had in both her hands. Looks like I bought it pretty good.

"Wow, Erai Boinboyne's sister!!"

trying to throw a joyful loud wasted sword into the Immediate Item Box,

"You're lying! Just kidding! Don't be serious!

Raise your desperate voice and shake the pattern with the boom.

(If you do anything strange, I'll seal it immediately.)

"Yes, sir."

because Teresa was looking at me and my waist blade wasting each other with a kyotoned face.

"I'll show you."

Take that right hand,

"Ugh, yeah......"

Make sure she snorts, and I walk away too.

Though Toto Village used to work shopping by shining his eyes at the shopping mall he was proud of.

"Gray, I want to go to the Ancient Forest."

I've made such an annoying plea. I'm fortunate to have been able to build a certain trust with her in this short time, but something distant has disappeared from her for that matter.

"You know, there's no way you can do such a dangerous thing. Please, just grow up."

Actually, it's not very dangerous if I follow you, but I'm sorry to go out with you any further with your natural daughter.

"Hmm."

I'm talking about this spectacular, natural, my very own daughter. I thought I'd be furious, but when I put my face close to the tip of my nose, I peeked into my face and laughed with joy.

"Hey, what is it?

Seriously, I was stared at, and it was not even in the pattern.

"Gray's worried about me, isn't she?

"Well then..."

Actually, the truth is that I don't want her to scratch me around any more.

"Worry about me...... kufu"

When I make a creepy inclusive laugh, I shake my right hand and walk out with Stasta.

"Hey, Gray."

Let go of my right hand and Teresa moves her hand.

"Hmm?"

"Have you heard from your fathers yet?

From the Count? No, this time, the Count talked to me about a new business.

"Yeah, I'm listening."

"Take it...... are you going to?

With such a rugged face as you set foot on enemy ground, wondering about Theresa looking down at me,

"The Count has a lot to take care of, and there's no reason to say no."

Nodding loudly. As soon as, a crack enters Piscilli and her expression.

"For the benefit of your father, when you take it?

Draw a well-shaped jaw, pull and tremble Theresa.

"Oh, I'll have a good relationship with the Count in the future."

"Least - Low!!"

A mild impact occurs on the right cheek, and in front of her eyes Teresa saved a large amount of tears in her eyeballs.

Looking temporarily at Bo as Teresa ran to the inn with a mockery of her hit right cheek.

(Mullah, did I just say something to piss her off?

Ask your lower back sword what you don't even have to ask.

"Master, I think you're being rude to her for what you just said to the boulder."

Sword Waste (Mullah) expressed a sentiment full of condemnation.

But it's the truth.

I had moved my sheath a few times, as if to observe me,

"Master, are you going to accompany that girl?

I've asked such an idiot.

"What, abruptly? There can't be. First of all, she's just a kid, right?

"Uh, I see. Okay."

Sword wasters shut their mouths ever since when they convince themselves oddly with a voice that contains plenty of flattery and pity.

I can't help standing here any longer. Exhaling deeply, I move my legs to return to the inn, too.