This Book is Not Available for Subscription Under the Age of 18 Chapter 112

Is a housewarming party… like this? (4) – unedited

“… You infiltrated to get the Countess back.”

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 Chenin's life as collateral, and that we and the Sezaine villagers secretly agreed to take Chenin back to save her.

“Things are getting a little complicated, but it's a good sign that you can still eat well.”

“Did Merson originally know how to use some magic?”

“Yes. Right, what.”

It's not a lie. He's been able to use magic from the start. A little… well he used a lot, beyond imagination…….

“If you're a wizard, even if you're 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?”

“We like it there. Right, Merson?”

“Wherever Erina is…….”

JAM–

I pressed hard on his foot. Say you like Sezaine, say it!

“… good.”

“See, Merson likes it there too.”

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.

“Is it okay to talk about such an important thing to me? What if I leak it out and leave!”

“If you are someone who would really rat us out, you wouldn't say things like this to us. Besides, you had a chance to ask for help when you were caught by Guernia, but you didn't say it until the end. You were just constantly warning Merson to be careful. It was pretty stupid, though.”

“Ah, then…….”

“But why? Was there any reason to keep it a secret?”

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.

“… There was a bit of a misunderstanding about the Countess, well, 'Chenin'.”

“Misunderstanding?”

“It 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, voila— she will appear.”

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, Evan's brain must have gone awry.

“Therefore?”

“So 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.”

“Being nosy is also a disease.”

Evan gave a laugh.

“But I got help.”

Another surprising story. I perked up my ears, concentrating on Evan's words.

“The 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.”

“Well, isn't that strange?”

“It's 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 couldn't keep it for long, even if it was that woman.”

Oh, Merson, you studied magic as well. I was so proud of myself that I held back when I wanted to pat his ass.

“Right. As soon as I entered the room, my eyes opened and I thought 'oh no!'!”

“Is that all the help you got from Chenin? To tell you to run away because you'll be dead?”

“No. 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 couldn't 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 Guernia's sharp teeth. I thought she was going to bite into me.”

Evan, still shivering, ran his hand over his neck.

“But, I was saved by the Countess.”

“How?”

“… Thinking about it now, it's a bit embarrassing. This is exactly what the Countess said. 'You seem to like him quite a bit, but isn't it a pity to kill him already? If you're going to kill him anyway, why don't you taste him with that handsome guy tomorrow?'”

“The 'handsome guy' was Merson.”

I can't believe Merson was in such danger? I reached out and hugged his head.

“Hey, I am the one who suffered to death?”

“Anyway. Did Guernia listen to that?”

“That's why I survived. I owe the Countess in many ways.”

“Don't be too bitter. You owe me quite a bit too, so let's call it a day.”

“… I hope you feel comfortable.”

“Wow, I feel really bad to hear you say that.”

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 didn't leave until the last, so it was a bit embarrassing. Well, from the owner's point of view, he liked Evan, who consistently ordered food. By the way,

“Who is going to pay for all this food?”

“Of course Erina.”

I said 'Ah' out loud. Excuse me, what?

“I didn't even get any money from Count Abitz because of you guys, so why not buy me this much?”

“Why is that on us…….”

I couldn't 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!

“Thank you for the meal, Merson.”

“What are you nodding your head for!”

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 Merson's exorbitantly expensive jewelry.

Chapter end