Noru， Master of Cheokcheok in Another World 366

Chapter 366 – Blue Blood (7)

“I was thinking of participating in the selection of honorary nobles this year.”

… Election of Honorary Nobility?

As if I had been stunned, a question mark floated in my head.

“… I’m sorry to tell you, but was there any chance of being selected?”

I somehow hid my embarrassment and asked.

Again, the system of ‘honorary nobility’ was a nominal ladder. It wasn’t made for commoners to go up.

Besides, isn’t Tyrsi a fallen aristocrat? Rather, it might be more realistic for a dirt spoon to sit in a cardboard box, study, become a judge, and find a private house in Seoul.

“If elected in Romania, absolutely impossible.”

Tirshi spoke as if he knew the situation better than I did.

“This year is a special case that comes back every 10 years. We elect Romanian honorary nobles from abroad.”

“Are you abroad? How? No, why?”

I was the one who couldn’t keep up with my head and twisted my head.

Considering that Tyrsi has come this far, it means that the honorary nobles selected in Narmer-Nile are also recognized in Romania.

But I couldn’t imagine why or how that was possible.

“It is said that the emperor of Romania in the era of ancient civilization had a deep relationship with the pharaoh of Narmer-Nile. The culture and policies of that time are still continuing.”

“… Oh, if that’s the case, I’ve heard of it.”

─Pong! Archaeological knowledge turned on like a light bulb in my head.

I didn’t know about the effective policy, but the contents were in the history books I learned. When I saw the contents, I thought, ‘It sounds like a story about Caesar and Cleopatra’. It’s a memory I don’t particularly miss.

Then the dawn ended and the dawn began to break. Tirshi, who was telling the story, covered the morning sun with his palms as if his eyes were dazzling.

“The reason the policy is maintained is the boring political situation, so let’s move on. Anyway, the pharaoh of the time decided to give this year’s honorary aristocratic rank as a gift to those who break through ‘a certain ruin’.”

“… Did you hear the news and come to Romania?”

“Yeah. Because there is an explorer. I was going to join there, but I heard that it’s already been a month? I must have left a long time ago.”

“… Talk to us for help too. I’m sorry.”

I said so sincerely.

If Tyrsi had asked us to go together, wouldn’t we have even pretended to help to have a samba-samba with the future honorary noble! But to go through something like this while recklessly trying to do it alone?

It was a bit harsh to say to someone who suffered, but honestly, I couldn’t help but feel that way.

“… Whoa.”

Tyrsi let out a sigh of great emotion.

“Yeah. As Nord said. In spite of my shame, it would have been wiser to go beholden to you again.”

“I’m sorry to ask this, but why didn’t you do that?”

She risked being a bit judgmental when she asked, but Tirthy tilted her head again with curious eyes.

“… Iknow, right? Why?”

“No, are you there?”

“Sorry. That, I can’t explain myself well… Shall I speak in Romanian?”

Although he is proficient, perhaps speaking in his native language is more comfortable than speaking in a foreign language.

… You didn’t like being turned down?

I wondered if I should tell this person that it was a payoff, but Tyrsi pursed her red lips as if she had more to say.

‘No, huh? What are you afraid of? Isn’t that more disappointing than leaving without saying anything to us?”

I felt sad for the first time in a long time.

Even when I put my hand on her waist and opened her mouth, her words got stuck in her throat and couldn’t come out of her mouth. It had to be.

Were you afraid of being rejected by us?

Then what? Did you mean that you knew how to stop losing if we were disappointed in you after you were shocked when you asked me if you thought of me that way earlier?

〈… Ha. Tyrsi. I’ll be honest.〉

I breathed in the cold of the morning and spoke from the bottom of my heart.

〈I can’t say that I would have helped 100% if I was asked that way. I could have refused.”

‘Yes, it will. This is an unreasonable request, of course.”

‘I thought so too~’ Tirsi nodded her head, a little pissed off, so I shouted in a low voice.

〈But even if he had refused, I wouldn’t have looked at him badly or distanced himself from Tirsi with just one or two requests. It’s not like we have to judge a relationship based on gains and losses, so why should we?

Wow damn, talking about it makes me really sad.

I had a hard time keeping my lips from sticking out even though I knew it would be fucking ugly. How long has it been since you felt sorry for someone you used to be close to? Although there were many times when I was angry with others or in a dirty mood.

Since I don’t have much to be sad about with my wives—I don’t know what they are like, but I didn’t have any complaints—I felt that way all the more.

The feeling of sadness comes from intimacy and affection.

In order for a person to feel sorry for another person, they had to have a desire to continue that closeness——more than anything else.

Do you get angry because of a fucking baby?

If so, it just feels like annoyance or contempt. Sadness is a little different from that.

It’s a bit disappointing and dissatisfying, but I don’t think it’s a bit awkward to express it.

I just want to get over it in a good way.

That’s why I just want to go back to the way I used to be by sticking out my lips and paying attention.

That’s when people say they’re sad.

Isn’t it? If another noble now throws me a copper saying, “This is your pay, take it and go away,” I can write out a way to fuck that bastard without killing him on three double-sided A4 sheets.

But what if Minerva or Primor behaved like that?

There must be some circumstances~ Even while thinking about it, I will feel a little regretful and regretful on the inside.

Of course, even if I was treated like that, I wouldn’t be as sad as when I heard that Tirsi didn’t trust us.

‘You were afraid that Fran might ask us to keep our distance from Tirsi? Or are you afraid that even if you run into Ralilura at the wizard guild, he will just ignore you and walk past you without saying hello?〉

Without realizing it, I spoke quickly and a lot. Even though I tried to control myself because it didn’t feel like a macho, it’s like this.

It must have been a lot of fucking obvious in my tone, Tirthy shook her head like a dog that came out of a swim.

‘No, it’s not like that! I was afraid that her wives would treat me like that… No… ?〉

-Stand up.

Tirshi, who seemed to be speaking the truth that he had never thought of before, suddenly shut his mouth tightly, as if someone had suddenly stolen the air from his lungs.

Silenced, she spoke to herself, confused.

‘Uh, hey, I hate being hated by them, but it’s not scary. But that is, in other words… 〉

Her eyes met Tyrsi, who acted like a mathematician facing a difficult problem.

Could it be because of the heavy rain in January? The ice mage from an ancient noble family had a red face.

〈… Hehe?〉

Tirshi hardened like a snowman.

〈… Tyrsi?〉

Anyone who hears it will know that I pressed my stomach.

Tirthy answered with her strange voice and stomped her foot while heaving her.

She was barefoot, like someone thrown into the snow, and her shoes were thick and warm, like someone who knows the cold of a Romanian winter.

〈… Is it because it’s cold? Shall we go inside the building?

─Flap and flap! Tyrsi fanning with her hand.

Did her constitution change while she was trapped in the ice? She was really sweating right off her face.

How can you sweat like that in this cold weather? Has Tyrsi become Russian? If you get hurt next time, it will be more effective to spray vodka rather than elixir.

Tir-Sira drinking from her bottle and chugging along. I really want to see it.

Come to think of it, I’ve never seen this guy drunk, right?

Tirsi, who was babbling like a diva hiding and clearing her throat before taking her stage, she said, hiding her embarrassment.

‘Let’s stop talking about this! I’m sorry if you’ve been disappointed, but I hope you can settle it as if it was my mistake!〉

‘Thank you for your understanding! Thank you!!〉

… Thank you It’s a bit of a strange way of speaking.

I nodded her head, driven by the momentum of her shout as she suddenly changed her tone and tone.

It is said that in an argument, the person who uses force in a loud voice wins. Schopenhauer, you were right. I stun with a strange way of speaking and push, so I just get pushed away. It is a political power worthy of a former aristocrat.

But now it turns out that the change in tone was unintentional, and when Tyrsi noticed it, it buffered like a Russian who ran out of alcohol at home.