Chapter 121 – Small but Sure Happiness (7)
Deharm Mansion, office.
When I arrived at the mansion, I took off my coat and sighed deeply.
“Whoa…….”
Did you say that happy times pass quickly? I wanted to talk more with Essilly, but the rain forced me to return.
Not long ago, in a carriage stopped in front of the mansion, Silly grabbed her by the sleeve of my arm and asked her to stay with me a little longer, but she couldn’t agree.
Because His Excellency the Count will not tolerate that. She would be in big trouble if the fact that a man and a woman had a private conversation until late in the evening without even holding a ceremony reached the ears of the Count.
‘This isn’t Pelgarin Castle…….’
It was a pity, but it was not a bar that could not understand the heart of her father who had her daughter her. Moreover, am I not the vice-count who serves His Excellency the Count? If you look at it objectively, you did the right thing.
Even so, the bitter feelings did not go away. Would I have wanted to be separated from Esily?
It’s too early to worry about one thing. Right now, I had the location note that Esily gave me.
Consoling myself, I hung my coat on a hanger in the office and went to the office desk and sat down in a chair. Then, after putting the location note on the desk, he lightly stroked the cover.
‘I heard that if you have this, you can talk to each other even if you’re far away.’
It was something I had heard about, but never had. The thought of experiencing a new culture stirs up curiosity and subtle fear.
I was about to open the book amid tension, but a sudden thought stopped my hand. It was because the feeling of heterogeneity rising up on the skin made me feel uncomfortable.
‘Come to think of it…….’
After arriving at the mansion, I never encountered an elf until I went up to the office. Normally, it would be normal for me to approach you like a malicious cat as soon as I enter the mansion.
‘What kind of ulterior motive is it?’
The feeling of uneasiness never goes away. After thinking for a while, I pressed the ring to activate the surveillance object.
Ugh-
The elf’s room was visible on the screen floating in the air. I would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t in the room, but fortunately the elf was spending time in the room.
Without taking off her maid uniform, she rests her chin on the desk and stars out the window. The half-opened eyes of her were languidly shining at first glance.
Apparently, he had no other intentions. I was about to safely turn off the monitoring object, but the elf suddenly rolled her eyes and glanced at me.
“…… !”
In an instant, chills go down your spine. He was staring straight at the screen, not anywhere else.
Could it be that the elf noticed the existence of the monitoring object? Since he was trembling with fear, the elf turned his eyes again and looked out the window.
Only then did I sigh and hurriedly turned off the monitoring object.
‘No way. Probably not….’
There was no way he pretended not to know me in order to fool me from the beginning. No, if it was an elf, there was a good chance of that…….
Done. Let’s turn our nerves off. You can’t waste your energy by burying yourself in uncertain information.
Having cleared my mind and body by clearing my throat, I opened my location note.
As she had learned from Esily, when she placed her hand on the page of the book, the mana inside her body her was released, forming a magic circle.
The mana radiated from the magic circle that was elaborately intertwined and rotated spreads out in a square window. At the same time, countless texts embroidered my vision dizzy.
[Witches, I made a personality magic, but please take a look at the circuit.]
[Wizard, you are not allowed to work here. This is the Witch Channel.]
[Go to the wizard channel. We collaborated with the university magic tower. Did you allow channel sharing?]
[Is the witch of black flame a god? Is the Black Flame Witch a god? Is the witch of black flame a god?]
[It’s hard to find the daily special. Seriously, when will you get your trainee witch ticket off? ….]
[Aristocrats speak plainly, why do we give a damn if we speak plainly?]
In addition, many articles were updated from time to time. I heard that it was a system built by witches, but I didn’t expect it to be so vast.
‘But how do I use it?’
When I was wandering around because I didn’t know how to use it, a conversation notification icon popped up in a corner of the screen. I wanted something, so I tapped on it and a new window popped up. The ID of the other party was ‘Little Swan’.
▶Do you see well?
▶Is it right to do this?
▶Umm… Sir Theorard, if you are watching, please take up a fountain pen or quill and write in your notebook.
▶Oh, no. This is Essilie. I changed it because it is possible to change the ID…
To write? I nodded, picked up a quill and started writing in the book. Then, a bright light wrapped around the letters and floated on the screen.
▷ You mean like this?
Five. It’s amazing, so I am in awe. As I stared blankly at the screen, an answer came from Essilly.
▶ Well done!
▶As expected, Sir Theorard. If you tell me one, they do two.
Seeing him make a fuss makes me laugh for no reason.
▷ Excessive praise is poison. You only did one because you told me one thing.
▶Still… Anyway, I really like it. Now you can converse with Sir Theorard from afar.
▷ I am not much different either. Did you arrive at the castle instead?
▶No. But I think he will arrive soon. I see a drawbridge!
▷ Then you should prepare to get off.
▶Sadly… Then I’ll contact you later…!
Message is cut off It’s unfortunate, but they say they’ll contact you later, so you’ll just have to wait here. With the screen open, I took out a book of poetry from a drawer and opened it.
It was my intention to wait until Esily contacted me again. After waiting for about an hour, a new message appeared on the screen.
▶Sir Theorard?
This is the contact I’ve been waiting for. Having closed the book of poetry, I picked up a quill pen and wrote the answer.
▷ Here it is.
▶Phehe… What is that?
▶What are you doing?
▷ I was reading a book in my office.
▶Aha. I just came into the room after taking a bath. I wanted to talk to Sir Theorard quickly, and there was a bathroom next to the room, so I finished it quickly.
You said you went into your room after taking a bath? Unknowingly, it reminds me of Essilie’s underwear her. I’d never seen her in underwear, but the human imagination knew no bounds.
Then, feeling sorry for herself, she shook her head. Of course, he would have sent a message wearing all his clothes to her, but he was daydreaming absurdly. Even when he was criticized, he had nothing to say.
By the way.
▶Wait a minute. I’ll come in some underwear.
Esily’s next message made me freeze. Could it be that he sent the message in his naked body her and not in his underwear her?
As if facing a truth that should not be seen, my hands tremble. As I was trying to calm down, Esily posted a message in a hurry.
▶No, wait!
▶Delete!
▶Delete!
▶ Delete post!
▶~~~~~~~~~!
▶Sir Theorard! I sent the wrong message! You can’t look up!
▶I’m sorry…!
▶I didn’t send it on purpose. Really sorry…!
▶Please don’t look…!
Exclamation marks abound. After sending the message, it was as if she belatedly recognized her mistake her, and she seemed to be able to see Esily, who was urgently writing on the other side.
Okay. I was very uncomfortable in this seat because I could see it with my eyes. Aren’t you still sending texts without underwear on?
▷ It’s okay. If you haven’t seen it, don’t worry. I have work, so don’t be away for a while.
I got up after writing a white lie. Since my face was burning, I felt like I had to go through a cold water bath.
*
“I am the owner…….”
Giik-
The elf opens the door and enters the office. He knew that Theo Rad had arrived at the mansion, so he had come to see her face her.
There was no one Theorard. In the empty office, there was a familiar book open, and a spear made of mana floated above it.
‘That…….’
If you’re used to it, it’s a familiar appearance. It was a book that the elf handcrafted and distributed to her witches to help her conduct operations smoothly during the war with the church.
I was expecting that it would be handed down to posterity because I left the method of making the book intact, but I did not know that Theorard would have it.
How are you using it these days? The elf, intrigued by her curiosity, moved closer to her desk and peered at her screen.
[Isn’t the name of the [Gwangpung Black Spear’s] Skill cool? Is it just me…]
[By the way, during the War of the Black Flame Witch, was it true that he shouted directly because it was the Gwangpung Black Spear?]
[Couldn’t the frenzied black spears, nabals, and turbulent learning bastards of weaving go off?]
[Is the guy above the wizard? The witch is talking on the witch channel, but why the fuck?]
[It’s the black flame witch’s rice cake again… Aren’t you tired of Paras?]
‘…… What?’
The elf was embarrassed. Because the ‘one-to-many communication book’ she had created for operational command had degenerated into a kind of community.
What’s even more annoying is that the witches on the screen were debating about the Glowstorm Dark Spear. Among them, the one that stood out was the witch with the ID of ‘Weaving Turbulence Paras’.
If someone else posted one or two posts, this kid was posting ten by himself.
Even though she warned me like that, she’s going out of her way. Annoyed, the elf accesses her admin rights her and she deletes Paras’s writings her.
A new article is coming up soon.
[Excuse me? Why did you delete my post?]
Deleted again.
[No, why are you deleting the post? Is it the story of the black flame witch?]
Deleted again
[No, did you get money from the magic tower? Why do you keep deleting it?]
Deleted again
[Do you think you can control the media like this! I keep fighting!]
Delete…… I was about to do it. Since she seemed to continue to be like this, she decided that it would be better to scold her harshly.
An elf sitting on a chair in front of her desk raised her quill and wrote her comment.
▷You, I told you not to mess around.
▶Yes? Who are you?
▷In your room, I must have told you not to spread rumors.
▶Ah.
After a while. Paras’ writing disappears. He deleted his own post his.
I wanted to push harder, but I stopped. It’s annoying, and if I gave you a warning like this, unless you’re a monkey, you’ll understand.
I guess I’m done with my business now, so I went outside to look for Theorad, but a chat notification popped up in the corner of the screen.
When I tapped on something, a dialog box popped up.
▶Sir Theorard…Are you very angry…?
Who is it? While pondering, the elf noticed that the conversation partner was Essilly. If Theorard was the only person with whom he could talk privately, even using the location notes, he was Essilly.
After thinking for a while, the elf picked up a quill and wrote an answer.
▷ I don’t want to see you, so don’t talk to me again.
It is perfect. I put down the quill and waited for a response, and soon a message arrived from Esily.
▶ Elf. Do it in moderation.
The elf’s shoulders trembled. She looked around the room just in case, but there were no surveillance objects installed. Thanks to that, chills run down my back.
‘How do you know… ?’
Turning her head to the screen, the elf was able to feel the feeling of being terrified for the first time in a long time.
