Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 809

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:04:00 AM

The next day.

Finish the "ritual" of waking up, take a morning bath in the hot spring, and then head to the baron's mansion in a fuzzy mood.

My work as a soldier and as a blacksmith is almost over, and there is no fire. It is times like this that I want to deepen my interaction with my children.

Even if you don't need it, there are a few things that can be huge. The construction of a new city, the Princesses of the Run, and our future relationship with Crystal Palace? Besides, it's time for Autumn, which means the Great Invasion of Renfangas's Demons will soon begin.

When I think about that, I don't know what will suddenly start, even in my spare time now. I want to take care of the present in a state where I can afford my heart and time.

Going into the baron's mansion, it's strangely quiet in the hall...... no, there's music playing somewhere?

Does that mean everyone in the Baron's family is in love with it?

"This way...?

It's not too late to be sure what the situation is first, although we were unsure which one to prioritize with the Selene's room.

Follow the building so that it is attracted to the sound.

The Baron's mansion is quite large, though not even a castle.

Obviously there is an excessive number of rooms if only the Baron's family lives there, but they say it is imperative for the aristocratic mansion to be large enough for a relative nobleman to bring in dozens of ministers, and the Serenes and the northern elves are now also spending time renting those rooms.

There are some playful rooms in between such rooms, for example, which are rooms that house swords and works of art, handmade puzzle rooms where several generations old barons were immersed for life, or rooms where they had rare monkeys in the Armonica jungle (which are now decorated with peeling because the baron died as a child and are very repugnant to the children).

One of them has an instrument room...... or maybe one of those. Now that I know it exists, there are numerous instruments decorated there, including whistles, strings, and oddly many iron harps, where selenium rings the harp by its window, and Mr. Knoll plays the contrabass with his fingers (pitchcart) to match the bass. And accompanied by that music, Apple and Princess Run were singing together.

Apple speaks elf. Princess Run speaks Southern.

A song with an exotic sound on each of them sounds in the same melody.

... and the barons and servants who are stuck in their rooms and listening to each other.

"... Irina. What's this?

"Stay out of the way"

"... sorry"

I tried to ask Irina, who was mixed up in the audience, for an explanation, and she got me in the way. No, well, it's my fault, isn't it? Yeah.

But I know Apple and Selene, and if it's surprising that Mr. Knoll is playing, what kind of hobby is Princess Run singing herself?

But I do have a good voice. Like Apple, it's a singing voice that knows how to use your throat.

I'm sure he had a proper music education. The pitch and the way your voice trembles are in the hall.

Eventually the song was over and the place was wrapped up in applause, where I finally decided to listen to Irina again.

"Irina."

"... because the princess's throat is better. When I talked about trying my throat and singing a song, I remembered the miscellaneous story of the same song being passed down in our North Forest and the Southern Great Plains... I've been suggesting something."

"Same song...... what do you mean?

"I don't know who made it. Anyway, it's a common story that the same melodies are passed on to other regions and are appropriately lyricized and sung in local language. In the north woods, it's a song about mountain and mountain love, and in the south, it's a song about my son, whose mother travels everywhere."

"... That's a lot different"

Mountain and mountain love.... I can't really imagine, but I guess that's Merchant.

"Well, that's roughly how the Northern Forest song goes. Something with strong feelings or evil words won't be conveyed for that long. I care about character, for better or worse."

"That's boring, too."

"Uhm.... well, that doesn't matter"

Princess Run, smiling slightly in the light, notices my gaze, changes her expression slightly, and rushes over here.

"Master Smythson!

"It was a beautiful voice. Your throat sounds good."

"Yes! No matter how thoughtful you sing, there's not even a sign of a seizure!

She was afraid of asthma and terrified of hurting her throat, but now she can operate as much as she wants. Overflowing with joy that the heavy stones of life have been removed.

That's the kind of song it was...... I guess. Was there anyone who was crying while listening because they knew how?

"It's a good thing to be present where a young person's life opens. Her Royal Highness."

"Baron. Get your ears dirty."

"No, no, I was heart-washed by beautiful singing. I'm no better than Apple, the best singer in Polka."

That's the kind of recognition Apple has in the Baron's house.... No, I don't know a guy better than Apple either.

"Mr. Knoll could also play an instrument."

I also speak to Mr. Knoll, who is cleaning up the contrast.

Mr. Knoll shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"Jose taught me a long time ago. There's no art but dancing, so I don't know what to do if I twist my legs. In fact, it helps sometimes."

"I don't know how to play a big instrument like this. It's rarely going to work."

Contrabas is huge. The shape is the best ball of violin, but the total length is bigger than Mr. Knoll himself.

Though the weight isn't like that because of the hollow structure, it's not the size a traveling dancer can walk with as a prep.

... but.

"I only chose this because I happened to notice it. Percussion systems, whistles, guitars and harps are generally available. I was planted every time."

"... awesome"

More multi-talented than I thought. No, it's because you're a dark elf with 80 years of experience and 300 years of age.

Even though such a superb dance alone can be considered a living treasure, there are many other things you can cheat already.

... Well, is Mr. Deane something similar?

"Than that, Selene and Apple, you're a real good ude. That Co over there seems like a lot of things I can't do to make him a traveler, but Selene and I want him to be my companion."

"Mr. Knoll, this is the first time I've heard of them."

And yet it's also amazing to be in concert in one shot battle. I think I just said something amazing already.

"Sometimes, I hope."

"Ele, leave me alone. The two of us are in a liquor store or something..."

Selene and Apple face each other with a troubled laugh. Looks like Elenia's care is no longer just for Selene, but also for Apple.

Well, the two of us originally worked together to surround me, working in shifts... so much so that I drew a picture of the future. I guess it's only natural for them to work together to take care of their children now that they are born.

... I'm only dealing with my face to the extent that I can't even remember it. I'm even more concerned about my wasting parenthood.

"So what about our kids' music teachers?

The Baroness drops by Selene as she nicks.

"If you want to do it with us, Peter, I don't need to worry about you or Elena. With all these arms, I think I can play tuition."

"Uh..."

"... I'll think about it..."

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I thought you were pretty aggressive for coin making, but is something unwanted? I'm sure you don't need to worry about Peter and Elenia, and I think that's a pretty good condition.

In response to my question about..., the one who told me the answer was Fennel in a maid who was nearby at some point.

"Ma'am, I'm trying to keep you both here with those hands. Because I raised you guys together so far, Peter, and I miss you when you're pulled in by the Smythsons."

"... oh"

I see......

I feel like the Baron is going to take the seat of "The Man Recognized as a Father," too, but if the Selens suck, can they be spooked for their status as a "mother"?

No, I'm really looking out for you so far, there's no way to put it as hostile.

"Andy, you too, Peter, don't you think you guys should raise him here? You can't always take care of a maid here... and Marie won't be lonely because she works here during the day."

"... hey, no..."

"Besides, when you have a little kid at home... see, you can't even focus on the ache, can you?

…………

Ugh, wow.

... Well, the Baroness is also a lot of children, so I can't help but talk about it so blatantly now.

It's okay around here.

Irina comes out first.

"There are enough female slaves to act as nannies and enough female slaves to encourage the making of children. Dozens already."

"That being said, I don't suppose there are any women with parenting experience."

"Mm..."

Baroness, it's hard to back off.

Or he pokes me where it hurts.

Some female slaves certainly have no parenting experience. It was true that one Baroness and the servants of the Baron family (majority Polka aunts enrolled) had an absolute advantage in terms of know-how.

In fact, it feels very safe to have it kept here, as it has always been.

But.

"My kids are going to have a lot of them, so you can't keep them all here. I really appreciate what you've been up to, but there's no way the Baron family is going to end up somewhat dependent on raising the children of one of the inhabitants. Then Peter and the others can't be the only ones who can handle it."

"... it's, well..."

The Baroness nods shabbly.

Yes. There are dozens of female slaves. Then I'm going to have at least the same number of children.

If so, if they were all raised at the Baron's house, just like Peter, this mansion, which is huge with my children, would overflow.

Neither can the Baroness give a strong response to the question of whether it can be accepted in its entirety or raised lovingly.

Well, there's a part of me that can grow that number all at once. I can't help but say that now. Let's think after we're in trouble.

"Fair enough. I just could listen to a good song and performance today. That's all you need, Dahlia and Andy. Don't look so serious."

The baron will put it together. He seems to be burning his hands a little for his wife (Mr. Dahlia) 's maternal rampage against Peter, so I guess he was anticipating a fit around the time he spoke.

In the sense of changing the direction of the wind, I turn my attention to the instrument that is decorated on the wall.

"By the way, Baron, what is this strangely common iron harp?

"Oh, this... this is it"

The baron laughs bitterly.

"Actually, it's the work of Smythson's parents"

"Huh?"

"My parents weren't familiar with instrument making, but they were very happy that you showed talent for playing back in the day. But whistles and strings are in the hands of blacksmiths. That's about all the instruments you can make yourself, so after you went to Wangdu, many prototypes compared our instruments to what you could make.... I'll let you play it at the festival one day when you get back."

"... well"

"In the end, though, I stopped making it after the war.... I don't have to throw it away."

The baron looks mixed with a smile and pity.

... I'm sure I look the same.

"... can I play it"

"Fine.... Oh, it's a good day. Even for these iron harps."

(cont 'd)

Chapter end