Chapter 97 – Ep.97 Smith, a Black Company in Another World
Wow!
Cold water spurted out from the shower.
The cold water quickly soaked Ardella’s heated body.
“… Ha.”
Ardella splashed her head with cold water and ran a large sweep down her face.
Every time she recalled what had happened just a few minutes ago, her face grew hot and her lower abdomen tingled.
At the same time, she felt keenly how weak her own self-control was.
“Where in the world can you find a sister like that?”
Ardella looked at her right forearm, which still had traces from before.
A strange sticky yet slippery feeling.
Ardella knew she shouldn’t, but she reached out her hand and lightly traced the slimy trace.
She brought her finger, covered in white goo, to her face.
There was a fishy smell.
But she didn’t smell anything very unpleasant.
Rather, it felt strangely addictive.
―Mr. Ardella. I will prepare underwear and a towel for her to change into and place them inside the door.
“…”
Ardella raised her head at the voice of her servant, whom she had not even noticed entered.
The slime on her hands was instantly swept away by a gush of cold water.
“Shit… If you say something like that…”
Words that would have been very surprising to those who knew Ardella even slightly came out of her mouth.
-Do whatever you feel like.
That one word delivered by Ardel, the matriarch and her mother, through the shadow of the family. That one word today… She brought her own desires, which she had tried so hard to ignore, to the surface.
Ardella splashed the cold water on her head and ran her hands down her face.
‘If only you had told me a little sooner.’
If she had done that, she would have been able to be approached as a woman rather than a sister.
“… Ha.”
Once again Ardella let out a sigh from her mouth.
It was the first time she felt embarrassed.
She was undecided about how she should treat her Smith in the future.
She said she wanted to be her sister and her brother first, not anyone else. Today, she did something that a sister should never do… I ended up crossing her line.
‘But…’
Wouldn’t it have been crossing the line for her younger brother to set up that place against his sister?
From the beginning, she knew that Smith did not think of her as his sister.
She also knows that it’s just a consideration to accommodate her feelings.
However, unlike those who were blinded by her greed, Smith purely cared about making herself happy.
So I was happy.
Even though I knew she didn’t mean it, her pure heart made me feel good.
“…”
Just thinking about her Smith made her cold body fill up with heat again.
At the same time as her shame at losing her bearings and doing something impulsively, she felt her pleasure at Smith’s lust for her own body.
Even when she thought about it, she couldn’t understand it.
I knew Smith for a little over a month at most.
In reality, the time I spent face to face with her was less than ten days.
And yet…
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud
In her bathroom, where the only sound could be heard was the friction of the water, Ardella’s own heartbeat came into her head louder than ever.
Only then did Ardella admit it.
She realized that she could no longer be Smith’s sister.
That she saw Smith as a man and not as her brother.
**
―Mr. Smith. We will take you to the banquet hall.
I was lying on the bed in a daze after roughly tidying up my uncomfortable bottom, and quickly got up when I heard the female butler’s voice coming from outside the separate room.
“Yep. “I’m leaving now.”
I slightly brushed my hair up, then opened the door and went out into the hallway.
“Oh.”
Naturally, I thought there would be a female butler, so I was surprised.
This is because Lady Ardella, accompanied by a female deacon with her head bowed, was standing there smiling faintly.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Oh, no.”
“Hmm. “Your collar is crumpled.”
Master Ardella reached out his hand and straightened my collar.
He scanned my entire body from top to bottom, then nodded slightly, stepped back, and asked me.
“Smith. Does it look good to you?”
Ardella slightly spread his arms.
It seemed like he was asking if the outfit he was wearing suited me.
Silver hair tied neatly and tucked behind her shoulders.
A shirt with a couple of buttons on the front button undone because it couldn’t accommodate all of the ample breasts.
Cotton pants that fully expose the wide silence followed, firm thighs, and hip line.
I nodded my head.
“It suits you very well.”
“Thank goodness. “Then everyone will be waiting, so let’s go to the banquet hall.”
Lady Ardella extended her white hand to me.
I looked at the hand held out in front of me for a moment and then gently placed my hand on it.
Wow. Lady Ardella’s long, thin fingers came between the cracks of my rough hands and intertwined them.
It wasn’t the kind of hand I’d always held as if I were shaking hands.
“Uh, that… “Mr. Ardella?”
“Why are you doing that?”
I looked at his clasped hands and was about to say something, but I blinked at Ardella’s gaze, which was looking at me without a change in complexion, and then he just shut his mouth and shook his head.
Master Ardella nodded his head as if he was satisfied.
“Please guide me.”
The female deacon nodded and we followed her to the banquet hall.
A long dining table placed in the center of an excessively large space.
Excessively decorated decoration.
I was confused as to whether this place was created to entertain guests or to show off one’s wealth.
Tingling.
As I was appraising the extravagant banquet hall, I suddenly felt a tingling sensation on my left cheek and turned my head.
Sitting there was Siron, whose eyes were very fierce.
Looking at the degree of bending of the eyebrows, it looked like he was on the verge of transitioning from Jungnoh to Daenoh.
Normally, I would have rushed over and patted her butt to comfort her, but unfortunately, I was currently being held captive by Ardella, so there was nothing I could do right now.
“It looks like Siron is very angry.”
“That’s right. Haha…”
Ardella pulled me by his clasped hands and whispered softly.
I nodded with a shy expression.
Ardella held my hand and walked to where a very angry Siron was.
Ardella arrived in front of Siron and sat me down next to Siron and said.
“I won’t take it away. “I don’t deserve it in the first place.”
Siron’s face, which was glaring hostilely at Ardella, was slightly distorted in an odd way. It was as if he was about to say, ‘Is this crazy?’
However, Lady Ardella didn’t care at all what kind of expression Siron was glaring at, and just gently rubbed my shoulder as I sat down and walked forward.
Lady Ardella very naturally sat down at the empty head of the table.
Only then did I begin to see my surroundings.
Not only her second daughter, Lenia, but also Kernag Swagiena.
Everyone who needed to be there was already there.
Ardella and I were the last guests to arrive.
Lady Ardella, who was sitting at the head table, looked at Rhenia, who was sitting on her left, and said.
“Let’s begin.”
“Yes.”
Lenia looked at her governess who was waiting by her door.
The female deacon took out a small bell from the front island and waved it.
A clear sound echoed softly in the dinner room, and soon other butlers came in one after another, dragging trays full of delicious dishes.
They placed the dishes on the table with neat movements, politely set the tableware in front of us, and then left the table all at once.
Only the female butler who had been waiting here from the beginning remained and poured wine, which we don’t know when she brought it, into the glasses in front of us.
When all preparations were completed, Lady Ardella raised a glass filled with a faint purple liquid and spoke.
“Let me listen.”
As Ardella put the wine to her lips, Lenia reached for the dish, and the others began to move their hands as well.
While I was wondering what to reach for first, Siron, who was sitting next to me, roughly prepared a meat dish that I thought I would like and placed it on my plate.
It may have been uncomfortable for him to have held Ardella’s hand, but there was still a trace of pouting on his face, but even though he pretended not to, Shiron took care of me first.
I glanced at Siron’s side face, who was not looking at me, and grinned.
“Well, what are you splitting…” … Don’t be damned, just eat it…”
“Hehe, okay.”
Even though he pretended not to see Shiron, he was looking at me from the corner of his eye.
I filled my stomach with only the things Siron gave me to feel good.
It was time for the dinner to come to an end without much chatter.
Lenia, who neatly poured the wine from her glass down her throat, looked at Kernax who was sitting next to her and said.
“Lord Cernax. “After dinner, would you please take a moment to discuss Yeongjijeon’s matter?”
“… “Do you mean me?”
Kernax looked slightly embarrassed at Renia’s question.
Kernax looked at Ardella sitting at the head table.
Lady Ardella, who was wiping her mouth with a napkin, turned her head to see Kernax’s gaze.
“Cernax. Didn’t the lord tell you this before leaving here? ‘The command of the disease lies solely with you.'”
Master Ardella continued speaking as he placed the napkin in his hand.
“I and my knights do not participate in territory wars. Only Kernax participates. Just you and the soldiers you brought with you. So, please talk to Renia without worrying about what I think.”
Cernax looked at his second daughter, Rhenia, who was staring at him blankly, blinking her eyes.
It seems that Lenia knew this fact in advance.
Kernax looked at Lady Ardella and asked again.
“Then… “What about the Knights?”
“You cross the line without accepting the outcome, or monsters or demons that may exist run rampant. This is to handle such an emergency on behalf of the royal family. “Currently, the royal family has sent a letter saying they will wage a territorial war in all directions, and there is a shortage of officials to dispatch and troops to mediate.”
When Ardella finished speaking, Rhenia, who had been quietly listening from the side, took over her words.
“For that reason, I would like to ask you to take a moment.”
“… Yes. “Of course it should be.”
Kernax nodded her head with a shocked expression.
It was an expression that revealed that he was dissatisfied with the fact that there was something between Renia and Ardella that he did not know about.
Lady Ardella looked at Kernax for a moment, then stood up and spoke to Renia.
“Tell me everything without hiding anything.”
“All right. “I will make sure there is no misunderstanding.”
Lady Ardella nodded slightly and looked at me sitting calmly.
He soon smiled faintly.
“I don’t have any plans today, so would you like to go see the city?”
“… “I am grateful.”
I was curious about what kind of things there were in cities that had already developed.
Additionally, before the Territory War broke out, I was an unemployed person with nothing to do, so I had no reason to refuse.
Tingling.
Ah, I remembered a reason to refuse.
When he secretly turned his head, Siron, who had already crumpled his silver spoon as if it were paper, was glaring at Mistress Ardella with very disrespectful eyes.
“There is no need to glare like that. Of course, you will also be there.”
“… Under?”
Everything again.
Siron’s expression became strangely distorted.
What on earth does that expression mean?
I’ll have to ask later.
“Rhenia. “Get up first.”
“Yes. “I will remind you again to keep your room clean before you return.”
“There is no need to be in such a hurry, so don’t scold the servants too much.”
“… “Yes.”
Lenia blinked her eyes slightly and nodded her head slowly.
Ardella got up from her seat, walked over to where I was, and gently patted my shoulder and said,
“I have the money, so if you don’t have anything else to take care of, let’s get up right away.”
“That… “I will do it this way.”
I stood up only after seeing Siron nod slightly.
Naturally, Giena, who was sitting next to Siron, also stood up.
Lady Ardella walked ahead, gently stroking my shoulder.
“Smith…”
When I turned my head when I heard a voice calling me, Kernax was looking at me with complicated eyes.
Kernax looked at me in silence for a moment, then sighed briefly and spoke.
“… “If it’s not too late, I’ll come visit you in the evening.”
“Okay. “I’ll be waiting.”
Kernax nodded and I left the dinner room with Siron and Gienna.
Only Ardella, who came out first, was standing in the wide hallway.
Lady Ardella said while looking at Mr. Gienna who came outside with us.
“Are you Smith’s lover too?”
“Lover… “Not really.”
“Right.”
At Giena’s answer, Ardella nodded her head slightly as if she was glad.
“I thought I should give in because Smith has two hands but there are three people, but I’m glad.”
Lady Ardella smiled faintly and very naturally stretched out her white, thin hand towards mine.
It was the moment when Ardella’s soft hand was about to touch my rough hand.
Widely! With a sound, a hand as white and thin as Lady Ardella blocked Lady Ardella’s hand.
“…”
“…”
The smile disappeared from Ardella’s lips.
Lady Ardella glared coldly at Mr. Giena, who blocked her hand.
“What are you doing?”
“I understand that you are not Mr. Smith’s lover either.”
Giena took one step forward and glared at Ardella.
I suddenly wondered what was going on.
I rolled her eyes and looked to the side to see that Shiron was feeling the same way as me.
The way they looked at the two was so irreverent that it was difficult to describe in words.
The two stared at each other in silence.
Siron, who was watching the two, said with a very absurd expression.
“Do the damn thing, do the damn thing…”
The gazes of the two people who were confronting each other instantly turned to Shiron.
Siron also said, glaring at the two with his signature fierce eyes flashing.
“Why do things that aren’t lovers covet other people’s lovers’ hands? Yes?”
Shiron snorted and snatched my hand away. And then he gave the two of them a very careful kiss, as if showing off.
“Let’s go.”
Siron waved her clasped hands once and turned her body around.
I walked quietly next to Siron.
The corner of Siron’s mouth was twitching happily.
