That day, we managed to hunt a monster species called Spurt Leghorn.
As the name suggested, it was a chicken but a size bigger that could dash with crazy force, but due to its high mobility, it was impossible to contain it inside the fences so it was not being bred. It could use its signature charge to break the fences or fly over them.
That said, its attack power was not high, so the assigned danger level was rtively low.
Even the patrolling Adventurers tended to overlook monsters on this level.
When the battle started, it was strangely only charging at Cloud, so seeing him covered in feathers was an amusing sight.
While covered in feathers, Cloud took on the attacker role while I made use of the opening to cut its feet to stop it from moving, then delivered the finishing blow.
Normally, Michelle would be the one to deal the finisher, but she was busyughing her heart out seeing Cloud engaged in a match with a chicken. Needless to say, so was Letina.
We also collected herbs used in potions as well as fruits suitable for desserts, then returned to the Guild. Seeing Cloud in feathers, even the receptionistdy almost burst into augh, making me pity him a bit.
But if I covered him here, that would just fuel the Adventures jealousy towards him. It was tough, but he had to suck up his tears and deal with it.
Thus, we cut the bird into four parts and took our shares home. The portion was a little small for Clouds situation, but they could make up for the quantity by making a soup or stew with it.
Later, after I was done with dinner, I decided to visit Maxwells mansion. I had business with him today.
Ah, wee, Nicole. What brings you here thiste at night? Did you finally decide to ept my marriage proposal?
Shut up, you lolicon. Stop bullshitting. Say that after you beat Lyell.
The one weing me was Mateus dressed as a housekeeper. He was like a live-in employee, but you could say that was for Maxwell to monitor him.
It seemed pitiable that dirty work was being pushed on him at a nce, but considering how he kept meddling with me like this, I didnt really feel any pity for him whatsoever.
Thatll just get me killed, so no way? You have a business with the old man?
Yeah. Is he around?
Yes, Ill go call him so wait in the living room?
His usual way of ending sentences with a questioning tone was getting on my nerves, but I was thankful that at least he was being obedient now. In particr, Maxwells house tended to get packed with junk if you left him to his own devices, so someone like Mateus who knew our circumstances was a big help.
Though, while I said knew our circumstances, he still didnt know my identity.
It was the usual living room, butpared to before Mateus came here, it was definitely cleaned up. Still, it was cleaned by a man, so the corners and such still had some dust remaining.
Well, Mateus isnt an expert in this, so it cant be helped I guess.
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I went to get the cleaning tools from the closet in the corner and proceeded to gather dust. I roughly finished the cleaning, gathering all the dust I could see, and threw it into the garbage can.
Being from the orphanage, I was used to doing these things. It was the same as how Cloud used to tidy up his own room better than Michelle or Letina.
Wait, why is a guest cleaning the room?
Hm? I just went with the flow.
I used toe here more often than Cortina. You could even say this was my second home. Actually, no, my second home was Cortinas home, so this would be the third, huh?
Mateus returned together with Maxwell while holding a tea tray in his hands.
Have your night visits not increased in frequency as ofte? I cannot say I canmend a child wasting her sleeping hours.
Toote to say that. Im your direct disciple, so it shouldnt be a problem to even stay here.
Since Mateus was around I was a little conscious of my choice of words. Well, he already knew how I usually talked, so it was more of a feeling thing.
My business today wasnt so important, so I didnt ask him to leave us alone.
What is your business today?
Right, Maxwell. Take me to the Sword Kingdom of Alecmarle.
What? What for?
It was rted to my sibling that would be born soon. It was around two months before Maria realized she was pregnant. After that, six more months have passed. So she would give birth in about two months, so I wanted to prepare a present. For that, I wanted to visit Aste who lived in Alecmarle.
Im thinking of a present to give my soon-to-be-born brother or sister.
Why are you not that considerate towards Cortina and Finia?
Thest time when I congratted her 40th birthday, she got actually angry instead.
Cortina was 19 when we subjugated the Evil Dragon. She was the youngest among us, being famed as a genius since she turned 15.
Still, that was an old story. It has already been 21 years since my death, so going and congratting on her 40th birthday really angered her.
She was still young for her race, but I was still met with unreasonableness.
And, what do you n to ask from Sir Aste?
Well I dont even know the gender yet, so I was thinking of just ordering some clothes.
I do not understand, why do you have to ask that person for something like that?
Im nning to have him put a Protection spell on it so the baby wouldnt get hurt.
Are you an idiot!? If Sir Aste bestows it himself, it would turn into an item with incredible defensive ability!
Isnt that great then!
If its Aste, Im sure he can make baby clothes that can withstand an attack of a knight. I didnt mind providing the Evil Dragon materials too if needed. It would be worth every penny if they could be protected from unlikely events.
Right, if we use the wing membrane, it could defend from swords and spears, and even resist magic.
Regain your sanity. I have never heard of baby clothes as nonsensical as this.
You fool, the world is filled with dangers! I wasnt even doing anything but couldnt take a breather.
Do not judge everyone with your own standards!
Maxwell rejected my opinion while Mateus observed us with an amazed expression. He was looking at me in surprise, perhaps due to my rough tone.
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Yournguage turns quite rough when you get emotional eh?
This is my true self.
Thats not quite praiseworthy for ady?
I have no ns of being one so no problems there.
I brought up the topic of materials but didnt specifically mention that they were Evil Dragon materials, so I should be safe. As for my speech, I did it back when we first fought too, so it wasnt too strange.
So, is this Aste person the one who made your weapons?
Yeah, an exclusive one.
I was currently the only Adventurer contracted with him. As such, it wasnt an exaggeration to say that he was my exclusive cksmith.
Oh? Id like him to forge me a de too?
His swords are quite pricey. Do you even have funds to spare?
I do have quite a bit of savings from my active days, but
Also, hes unsociable so Im not sure if hell actually ept it.
Hmm So it would be impossible if I randomly approached him.
When it came to talented cksmiths and bestowers, they often refused to ept the jobs unless you had some connections. In the case of Aste, his ability was exceedingly high, so he was especially selective of his clients.
Well, even if baby clothes are out of the question, something like a talisman should be fine. And well, even I can make that. Setting that aside, we havent been there in some time, so it would be nice to show our faces.
Maxwell suggested while rubbing his long beard.
Following that, a cheerful voice, overshadowing him, resounded in the room.