Chapter 19

Chapter 19

19. Baelonian Lunagrif (1)

“Report.”

The boy who spoke in a chilly voice is Lucian Belmore.

He was the second young master of the Belmore family, a vassal family belonging to Bromwood territory.

His guard and apprentice knight, Giles answered while putting strength in his neck in preparation for the pain that would follow.

“We succeeded in capturing in the southern forest but while the mind was dispersed by the sudden appearance of the old tree magical beast it escaped─” ─Smack!

Even before the words ended the hand flew. Giles who staggered slightly hurriedly straightened his posture.

“I am sorry. We missed─” ─Smack! “What?” “S-sorry, young master─” ─Smack!

The boy did not let the man’s words end. Every time he opened his mouth a fierce slap flew.

“Again.”

Giles straightened the weakly turned head while grinding his teeth. Pain is pain, but the humiliation of being hit by a boy who is not even the age of a child was much greater.

‘This damn kid bastard···.’

Even if heat boils inside he forces himself to maintain composure outside. It couldn’t be helped.

He is a commoner and the boy in front is a noble.

The wall of status is something he cannot jump over unless he awakens aura and becomes a ‘real knight’.

‘That stupid fairy of all things caught the eye of this ruffian···.’

The beginning of the incident was hunting.

The ruffian in front happened to encounter a fairy-kin girl who does not know the ways of the world in the southern forest.

─Oh my, you lost your way? Of course I should help.

In front he smiled pretending to be a good person, and only later when his heart was set, he issued the order to kidnap the fairy-kin.

After all sorts of hardships they caught her, but lo and behold while the mind was distracted by the sudden appearance of the magical beast, she disappeared as if evaporated.

“? I said report again, are you deaf?” “···I am sorry, young master. We missed.”

─Thud!

Kugh! Giles who was hit squarely on the chin with the toe of the shoe tumbled.

“Did I give a difficult order? Is bringing one fairy-kin who does not know the ways of the world that difficult?”

Giles staggered up and prostrated again.

“Avoiding the soldiers’ attention while finding the fairy is t-that not easy, young master. If by any chance the family name is leaked it will be a big problem won’t it···.”

The situation has changed a lot from the beginning.

After sending a courier close to a declaration of war from the Great Forest the Count of Bromwood was searching for the fairy-kin with eyes on fire. Not only soldiers but he employed all sorts of mercenaries and stirred the vicinity.

If by any chance the family name is known the Baron Belmore would be greatly troubled.

“Are you an idiot?” “······.” “If drawing attention is the problem then mix in during that and find it.” “···Ah.” “Can’t commoner things even think of such basic things?”

“Haha- a-as expected you are intelligent. Young master···!” “Funny, bug-like thing. Get out of my sight.”

Lucian Belmore said while changing gloves with an irritated expression.

“This time you have to bring good news.” “Of course!”

Giles who came out of Lucian Belmore’s room softly muttered.

“It’s not easy···.”

Receiving the boy’s temper that becomes more eccentric as the days pass is burdensome on the strength.

If he obtains the knight title, even if he makes the baron’s kid bastard half-crippled would it be innocent.

“It’s not easy···.”

Perhaps becoming a runaway after cutting the young lord’s throat might be faster than awakening aura.

Thinking idly, he said to the subordinates.

“We go to Bromwood.”

***

Jenkinson silently listened to the child’s story then softly said one word.

"Did you drink alcohol?” “What alcohol would I drink.” “Then did you dream?”

When asked he pounds his own chest as if frustrated.

“No have you only lived being deceived, why don’t you believe people’s words. When have you seen me lie?” “You last time at the restaurant ate 16 servings or something and said you ate 6 servings.” “That is not what’s important, this time it is really correct.”

As soon as returning to the office he set the atmosphere saying it is a serious matter, so what is it.

“So your words now are that inside that bottle the size of a palm the fairy-kin we are anxiously searching for is inside right.” “That is exactly it.” “Then it is simple, show me.”

It is not that simple, but there is no answer other than showing.

“Wait a bit. Preparation is needed.”

Benrik who nodded moved busily.

Jenkinson watched the amount the child was doing with arms crossed in the feeling of seeing how far what he does.

Benrik firmly locked the doors and windows and carefully blocked gaps where one could hide.

“Oh my.”

When Jenkinson muttered, he shrugs his shoulders as if it can’t be helped.

“Because this time it seems it will try to run away.”

Only after finishing repeated confirmation did Benrik grab the bottle.

The child’s judgment was accurate.

As soon as the lid opened something that popped out like a bee flapped its wings fiercely.

The fairy, Baan who was racing through the air and roaming the leader’s room as if exploring soon confirmed that there is no hole to escape and made a hollow expression.

─···Tch!

Soon she started shouting tick tick sounds into Benrik’s ear.

─You impudent guy! T-to dare handle me like this and think you will be safe! Hurry and open the door, return me to the original place I mean!

Jenkinson alternately looked at something flying poll poll poll- in the air and shouting and Benrik with a calm expression.

“······Huh.”

Come to think of it he had heard.

High fairy-kin born with thick ancient fairy blood sometimes change the form of the body.

Rumors about the closed race were abundant, and this rumor was also one of them so he passed it over but it seems it was fact.

‘T-this is not the time to be like this!’

Jenkinson hurriedly took out the paper with the impression drawn from the drawer and confirmed.

Even considering that the appearances of fairy-kin are all outstanding, the fairy in front was on a different track.

Not only good-textured silver hair but even translucent green eyes like jewels.

'Such an appearance is absolutely not common.'

It is unmistakably the kidnapped high fairy.

When the fact confirmation ended the first to raise its head was puzzlement.

What dozens, hundreds of soldiers could not find even pouring all their strength, on earth,

“On earth, how?”

At Jenkinson’s muttering the gaze of the fairy, Baelonian Lunagrif who had been shouting barak barak turned to him.

Seeing the face she was startled, then says in a voice a degree more deflated.

─T-this, this cunning human kid guy! I didn’t see you like that, you are trying to sell me···! This evil guy···!

At the appearance of saying all the words while trembling brr- whether scared Benrik inwardly admired and corrected the words.

“It is not trying to sell, and Jenkinson is not an evil guy.” “···It seems the evil guy was said to you.” “Surely not.” ─You are lying saying I don’t know well! “What is there for me to gain by lying?”

Benrik replied while letting out a deep sigh.

Because though he has not seen this fairy long, he felt that the days to spend ahead would not be that easy.

“I said it. I will take you home.”

Baelonian who had been blankly looking at the child’s face only then noticed that her own lie was exposed.

─···Huk, did you know who I am? “Next time if you are going to lie make the name completely different from the start.”

What is Baan, Baan.

─···I will not go home, just send me.

Glancing, the fairy who saw Jenkinson demanded in a slightly deflated voice.

“Sorry but that is difficult.”

It was Jenkinson.

He made a complicated expression and explained for this immature fairy.

“Because it is a situation where war might break out if careless.”

Right. That was it. From the first time Benrik came to this city rumors that a dispute might occur were circulating.

─W-war you say···?

Baan sat down on the table powerlessly like a mosquito hit by insecticide. The already white skin turned even whiter.

It seemed she did not think that her own runaway would cause such a ripple.

Benrik only then knew the reason Marcel’s Appraisal Eye activated in the hut.

Because this immature fairy in front is an existence valuable enough to not hesitate to break the peace that continued for the past hundred years.

─I, I did not intend to do so. It was too stuffy so just, I tried to sightsee a little···. “There is no need to explain to me, miss. If you just go home and speak well it is fine.”

Jenkinson soothed the wrinkled fairy well.

He had felt from before, unlike the appearance he really likes children.

“That aside how on earth did you find this miss? What on earth happened in the southern forest?”

Benrik handed the silver coin pouch Bram left and concisely explained what happened in the southern forest.

The matter of hunting the Shouting Old Tree, the matter of meeting the armed private soldiers, the matter of discovering the forest keeper’s corpse, the matter of picking up the bottle containing Baan there etc.

“······.” “Why are you looking like that.”

“Because I don’t know how to accept the situation of sending you to catch tree magical beasts and you coming back with a fairy.” “It is not that I found intending to find just, the pieces fit well.”

Something rolling in at the level of someone opening the mouth and stuffing meat.

How can one not swallow that and endure.

***

Jenkinson left saying it is not a matter he can handle alone and left the office.

Benrik was left alone with Baan again.

“But how old are you?”

Looking only at the way of speaking it gives a strong feeling of middle school 2nd year.

─Fifteen.

As expected.

“I am thirteen.”

He didn’t know, but while coming down the mountain range the year changed.

─Hmph, young guy···.

Glancing, the guy who checked the reaction held out her hand with a dejected expression.

“Yes?” ─That, one more give···.

Benrik silently picked one pomegranate and placed it on the guy’s hand.

─···Just one more.

The dying expression gradually regained its original appearance as the pomegranate seeds that lost the flesh increased.

‘Ten pomegranate seeds. The fuel efficiency is good.’

Gerik would really like it.

It was when he was thinking while blankly looking at the pomegranate whose decrease was not even noticeable.

─Look, human child. I have one question that has not been resolved from the beginning. “What is it?” ─How did you know I was in that bottle?”

He pondered for a moment.

Benrik has not informed the existence of the privilege to anyone until now.

Until now he roughly crumpled and passed with words like ‘I guessed’ or ‘the feeling is good’ but in fact, there is no law that such excuses will work forever.

There is also no guarantee that a person who acts persistently will not appear, and later he might obtain a privilege that produces immediate effect that cannot be roughly glossed over and passed.

For example,

‘Magic or, aura.’

Other things aside he knew at least that such things require knowledge and proficiency of a more professional level.

Also that learning by self-study is close to impossible.

So perhaps, this might be a good opportunity to confirm the reaction.

Whether the ability to transform into a fairy, or the ability to absorb abilities. In terms of being peculiar aren’t they similar?

Unexpectedly a reaction of ‘such a thing might exist.’ might come out.

“Actually···.”

Benrik opened his mouth while carefully examining the fairy.

“I can absorb abilities from the remains of dead people. One of the abilities obtained like that is recognizing valuable things.”

As soon as the words ended, thump- the red flesh held in Baan’s hand fell.

─······You, you, are you human?

Hmm, I should do it as not continuing to speak.

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