Chapter 258 – Temperature Difference
Luxurious plates on top of a clean, dust-free tablecloth.
The simple design that makes use of the beauty of the blank space and the frame finished with pure gold are impressive. Is there anything special about the dishes used in the imperial family? Agnes, who was staring at the empty plate, inadvertently raised a finger. It was just out of pure curiosity.
—Hwaaak
“Huh…!”
Then, a gentle flow of mana felt at the same time as warm warmth. In the white part where there was nothing, colorful patterns that had been hidden began to be revealed.
Then it is. After all, it can’t be an ordinary plate. This was an artifact. It also has a very delicate magic science process added to it.
So, how much does this plate cost? Just imagining it makes me salivate.
Considering the value as a work of art, dozens of gold coins would seem ridiculous. Somehow, I felt that even a month’s salary as a knight commander would be too much for me. Treasures like this can only be used as tableware.
‘Is this what the world we live in is different?’
Agnes, who came from a lower aristocratic family and lived like a commoner after running away from her house when she was young, felt the difference in class between Alicia and her all over again.
How can even the smallest details be so different?
Of course, objectively, Agnes did not lead a particularly needy life.
After Wolfgang, she was promoted to the rank of knight commander, and she was finally assigned a decent official residence located in a luxurious residential area in the center of the island system. Her salary has more than doubled.
She is now able to eat out once a week at an upscale restaurant she would never have dared to visit before, and buy Madame Noir’s limited edition special hardcover collection without hesitation. Even so, she still had money left to save.
Isn’t this the life of a decent upper class?
… Her confidence, which she thought was, was shattered as soon as she entered the palace of light.
Even if the difference was severe, it was too great. To the extent that I feel a sense of shame instead of an inferiority complex.
The palace of light, which was considered the most simple and small among the dwellings of the immediate imperial family, surpassed Agnes’s mansion twenty times in terms of the size of the garden, and the interior of the castle was so luxurious and splendid that there was nowhere to look.
Even the lady-in-waiting who greeted her is from a writer after her. As for her successor, her father is a high-ranking aristocrat who surpasses the Earl of Jering, whom Baron Helm had been struggling with. He was using the daughter of such a family as his subordinate.
Everywhere I looked, it was full of factors that could cause my self-esteem to shrink.
“That’s why, my brother swung his sword!” And the enemy general struck him with a single blow…!”
“Oh! Really?”
“Yes, sister. How cool was she? She must have seen it too…”
In addition, her self-esteem, which was already weak, was dealt a decisive blow by the appearance of her saintess.
‘Nu, it’s dazzling… !’
Where did all of her childlike appearance from her previous missions go, and the sight of her saintly figure with a radiant halo behind her, with a shining halo over her head, was terribly awe-inspiring. She is like a divine being that an ordinary person like her should not dare to touch.
In fact, Agnes, who arrived a little before the saintess, saw clearly through the window. As soon as the saintess appeared, everyone inside the palace knelt down and worshiped the heavenly god.
Seeing the sight, Agnes had no choice but to accept it. The fact that she was a saint, and that she was far different from himself.
“Hmm… By the way, you seem to have gotten quite close with Sir Wolfgang, right? Oppa, Rani.”
“Ah! That’s… Ehehe…”
“Ehh. Well, that’s all right. Now what? You did it anyway, right?”
“Ha-ha! What the hell…?”
“Oh my God? When I saw him on the deserted island, he was definitely sticking his tongue out with him. Are you sure you’re going to say no? There’s no particular doctrine of chastity in the Protestant Church, isn’t it?”
“Sorry, sorry…”
“Okay. I don’t really care. Where’s the owner b… No, is she the kind of person he’ll be satisfied with with just one woman? It’s better to be honest. Let’s continue to be friends from now on, we.”
“Yes… My sister…”
That’s why Agnes couldn’t dare to intervene in the conversation between Alicia and Ophelia, who were talking amicably now.
It was because she looked so shabby compared to the two women who shined even when she was still.
Of course, it was true that Agnes had a very close relationship with Alicia. He and Wolfgang saw each other as the three of them lay together in bed, and it’s a bit strange to say this, but there were times when they kissed each other, kissed each other, and rubbed their crotches together.
He was also somewhat close to her saintess, though not to the extent of Alicia. She had been on a mission together a few months ago, and as a result, she thought that if not a very close friend, it would be about a sister and a sister who knew each other.
However, everything I thought so far seems to have been an illusion.
To think that those two people felt so difficult when they were officially invited.
‘Am I too small a bowl?’
The two of them never said a single word to Agnes, but the fact that she was thinking about this alone made her feel even more depressed. Isn’t it like he’s uselessly and ugly burning his qualifications against women younger than himself?
If that’s the case, what else can you offer besides the size of your breasts?
‘Western… ‘
Agnes especially missed Wolfgang today. Somehow, tears seemed to flow.
“You… Agnes sister?”
While staring at the center of the empty plate like that.
“Yes…?”
“Are you okay? Why do you look so depressed today? Maybe something is wrong?”
Alicia held her hand with her concerned face.
Unlike her hands full of calluses from wielding her sword, her grip was very white and soft. Her skin, without a single blemish, was pale to the point of being white. Her body smelled of fragrant, sweet milk, and her smooth silver hair brushed the back of Agnes’ hand.
Alicia’s piercingly blue eyes were full of pure goodwill.
An innocent face that seemed to only care about the safety of a close friend, not feeling a single low emotion such as superiority or ridicule.
Then Ophelia also came over to Agnes and carefully grabbed her other hand.
“Sister… If you are sick or have difficulties, please let me know. I will treat you right away.”
The warm warmth of the two is transmitted to Agnes.
In the case of Ophelia in particular, since she was actually sending her divine power to her, both her mind and body felt very healed.
Agnes, who had been lowering her head for a moment, feeling a sudden surge of excitement, looked at the girls’ faces once in a while and smiled brightly.
—Kok… !
He was holding hands with the two people who had come closer to him.
“It’s nothing. I’ve worried you two needlessly.”
“Huh… It’s really good, right?”
“If you endure the pain, you will suffer later…!”
“Yes, it’s perfectly fine! It’s all thanks to you two.”
As the three beauties gathered in one place and started laughing and chatting, the atmosphere quickly began to brighten up.
‘He’s just paying the price.’
Meanwhile, Hasene, who had been quietly listening to the conversation with some of the maids in the back, tutted to herself and clicked her tongue. Sellers are really good. Someone is holding a courtesy.
In fact, it was none other than Hasene that at this moment she felt a stronger sense of inferiority than anyone else.
It looks like there’s something wrong with that blue-haired boob monster, but I’ll try to do more than myself. Hasene secretly let out a deep sigh.
When will she be able to get out of this situation?
By the way, then.
— Huung!
“Oh…?!”
“It’s been a while. Looking at her appearance, she must be one of the younger sisters of the disciple.”
The assailant appeared behind Hasene without any sign and whispered something in her ear.
In an instant, she was caught behind her, but she didn’t notice at all. She trained secret arts specialized for stealth and stealth in her own way. For Hasene, the fact that she did not notice the approach of others in advance was quite a shock.
—Tuk-tuk
“Well, since he has so many younger sisters. Is there anything to worry about? Anyway, work hard.”
“Eup…!”
I tried to scream urgently, but strangely, when the assailant passed by lightly on my shoulder, my voice didn’t come out at all.
The feeling of going in and out of words. Leaving Hassene behind, the assailant walked up in the air as if she was not affected by her gravity, and soon floated up in the middle of the table with legs crossed arrogantly.
Eventually, Hasene’s eyes widened when she saw the shape of the monster’s pointed ears.
A salute close to a conditional reflex echoed resoundingly from the female knight with azure ponytail.
“Loyalty!! Meet the General!”
“Really. Can I call you Lien sister? Well, I’m still an active soldier, so that’s a little too much.”
Arien, who crossed her legs in the air, smiled languidly and ran her fingers through her hair.
“Nice to meet you, girls. It’s been a while since I’ve been hanging out with young people these days.”
“Wow! Hello~ Lien Hal… No, sister!”
Hehe?! Ha, an elf flying in the sky! Then, he couldn’t be…”
With Arien’s splendid appearance, Alicia snapped her fingers as if she had waited.
“Uh-huh…! Now everyone’s here! Everyone must be hungry, so shall we talk over something?”
The empty plates and glasses were quickly filled with food and drink.
Ophelia and Agnes, who were relatively unfamiliar with magic, widened their eyes, and even Arien spat out a small exclamation.
“Ahem!”
Alicia’s eyes turned to herself, and Alicia blushed slightly and cleared her throat cutely before she opened her mouth with a rather serious expression.
“Thank you for accepting the invitation, sisters and brothers. The reason I called you this way is…”
* * *
On the other hand, similar views.
[To Vice Admiral Wolfgang von Schwarz]
Returning to the mansion from Arien’s house, Wolfgang was carefully examining a letter sent to him.
—Gulp… !
Sitting in his study, drinking a glass of Scotch whiskey all the way through the rocks, he chewed on the ice and spoke quietly to himself.
“Sending this letter without a messenger…”
The content was also the content, but the most problematic was the sender.
When the royal family’s personal letter arrived in an ordinary paper envelope, they tried to burn it right away, wondering who had played such a crazy prank, but the moment they checked the seal at the bottom, it was impossible.
[Guilliman von Jupiter Solaris]
1st Prince of the Empire.
Of course, now, when the empire is in the midst of a heir war.
What is his intention of secretly calling Wolfgang like this?
