Chapter 268 – Tomb (6)
The last time I had a housewarming party, I had a small party with only the party members.
Why did you do that?
It is polite to give out invitations to people you know so as not to cause bullying, but if you did that, the housewarming would have to be extravagant.
Even if you don’t come because you’re invited, wouldn’t it feel dirty if you were completely eliminated from the candidacy?
It was because when I thought about the wedding ceremony later, the invitation of people who couldn’t be covered in a small house—a person at the level of the head of a guild branch— seemed crazy.
… That’s a superficial excuse, if you’re 100% honest.
‘I did it because it was annoying, shiiba!!’
It’s good to have a network, but it’s a hassle to take care of it on a regular basis.
I shook hands with the people who came to congratulate me, conscious of not looking like a forced smile. Still, this time it’s a little better. It’s because he’s a servant who came as a substitute instead of a branch manager.
“Congratulations on your marriage, Lord Nord. Hernesia-nim was also delighted like a child listening to heroic stories at Nord-nim’s heroic story, who is growing up fast.”
“You are saying something nice. I will do my best so that I can tell you a more plausible adventure story in a category where the safety of me and my family is guaranteed.”
What is the saga Officially known to Sargadis, my journey would have ended with the Underground Tower.
Amman bards are said to be the cutting edge of the culture of the fuck-no-jam world, but there was no way that I was the only one who was dedicated to marking people like streamers who were starving for that amusement. Not even the paparazzi.
Citizens’ interest in me has now faded.
Now I am only a Norse coin that only those in the know know, like Bitcoin and stocks.
There were a lot of people who came just because it was judged to be worth the investment.
‘I guess so. How much money did you spend on the wedding and how much did you have in your personal connections?’
Fran, who had even gone through the lord’s party, went into vibration mode and trembled behind her.
I’m not trying to brag about my wealth or connections.
Still, as Fran’s husband, the idea that he didn’t want to be seen as a dick and her sincerity in her wedding ceremony created a great synergy.
If it was natural, it was natural.
I am just a free adventurer with no support. But in less than half a year, such a guy is invited to the lord’s celebration and buys a house, but holds a wedding that looks like a rich man?
‘Ah, I can’t stand buying this.’
Number 1 is coincidence, number 2 is luck, but number 3 is skill.
An adventurer with no money rented a whole church this big and even prepared luxurious dishes. Where did that money come from? It must have been earned by robbing ruins or powerful monsters.
Such logical induction raised my value.
In particular, it seems that the noble lady who officiated the ceremony had a great impact. The people who sent agents also sent servants to discuss something.
Unlike financial power and power, armed force is an important trend in another world, but it springs from an unexpected place.
Earth’s military power could be inferred from the movement of wealth, but in this world, a master who came out of a mountain after 10 years of training could unleash the force of a city by himself.
‘It would be a good thing if I caught a hukou and ate him.’
It’s almost like discovering a small mine.
‘The Underground Tower incident must have been known among those in power.’
So, you should never look like a hogu.
Again, finding sponsors for dimension shift research is an important task. I didn’t want to make the wedding with Franc a business event, but since they were full of hearts, I had to deal with them in moderation.
“Heh heh heh. I recognized Nord’s value from the celebration. Standing side-by-side with the talented people in the city and being praised by the lord—”
“You know? In the vicinity of Sargadis, there are many ferocious monsters that stock up on nutrients before hibernation, but at this time when the nutrition is at its best, the quality of the hide is—”
The next person, and the next person, was paying lip service.
Fuck, I know you want to spit on me, but I hope you stop. I feel like I’ve been flooded because of their saliva.
My manners and etiquette are at the level of a college student in his 20s in the 21st century.
Before today, I had learned the etiquette of a different world wedding, but this kind of exchange was harder than I thought. It was to the point of envying Fran, who stood stiffly behind her like a doll and only bowed at the waist.
Fran, who fixed her makeup, stuck like my shadow and said, ‘I don’t know anything about that. He acted as if he was just a cute wife. Maybe that’s why, luckily, aggro didn’t bounce that way.
“Whoa…”
Those who had been swindled like that properly kept the line and withdrew. As I catch my breath, Dorca holds out a glass.
“Haha. I’m just suffering. Have you been called to a place like this in Kitai? Buzz said that if I leave you alone, you will take care of yourself.”
What is buzz? I thought so, then realized that he was a nickname for Cromwell.
Is it Buzz because it’s Buzzrude Cromwell? It’s a name that sounds like you’d sing really well.
“It’s because even children were born and raised in a country where they have to do their own thing.”
“Aha. Is it the law of the wilderness? It’s a cold custom, but looking at you, it feels like a good law, so it’s troublesome.”
Cromwell, who had come with him, held out his glass. – Salty. Crashing glass.
Let’s be gentle please. I borrowed this from the wedding hall, so fuck me if it breaks.
“By the way, it seems that you have been secretly asking for nominations, but why did you reject all of them? Even if she wants to rest after a business trip, she wants to relax and she wants to.”
Cromwell asks a strange question.
Alas, Glkman. I wondered why this person was having a snowball fight with Edlyn in the back. You can put a request on me, but I was looking at the kill angle, you mean this?
I drank just enough to not get drunk.
“I already accepted the nomination request. Also, I feel like the skills and magic I’ve been practicing are on the right track, so I plan to focus on that as well.”
“This. You are sincere. Even if you become a master class later, don’t forget that there was a guy named Buzzrude Cromwell.”
“Haha. I hope so.”
That’s how I learned from Cromwell things to be careful of when accepting requests from other dignitaries.
‘Because it’s not the end of a relationship.’
It’s not the end of the face. I declined at the moment, but I plan on accepting a few requests later.
Even if you are a talented employee in the world, if you refuse all the drinks, you won’t be invited to a year-end party later. If contact is made, it must be continued.
‘It’s a real relationship when you’re close in person.’
Isn’t networking a way to gain public benefits through personal friendships?
Just like our Dana, as the head of the research institute, puts in a request to me. If it wasn’t for that, the entire business trip to get shade materials would have been a period of play.
By the way, it seems that Dana was inferred from her relationship with me, and she secretly fell victim to a networking contest.
I saw Edlin handing over the ink, saying that it was not yet on the market.
It’s not cosmetics, it’s ink. It’s a sniper for our eyes and tastes. It must have been found out from the people in the lab.
Veronica was strangely lively, probably because there were many married men and women around her, and Lariru went to prepare and was gone. I also gave Franc a drink.
“Fran, you drink too. Are you thirsty?”
“Yes… My throat was burning because I was nervous…”
– Knock. Francs drinking low-alcohol fruit wine. It’s like a hamster drinking water from a drinking fountain, so damn cute.
Both Fran and I were exhausted from mental breakdowns, so the wedding honeymoon must have gone over the water.
“Oh right. Dorcas bastard. It’s my lifelong request. Would you like to cooperate with our hometown’s Zhientong?”
“Tell me.”
“It’s called Ham Jin-Abi, and you just have to wear this squid mask and break into every house and plunder the property.”
“Go away. I haven’t seen Kitai that much, but it was a scary country.”
Swallow. No friendship, no friendship. I wanted to recreate the culture of my father’s generation.
Disappointed, I tried to wear a squid mask, but I refrained from it because people’s reaction was not very good. I don’t know why Ilke hates squid and octopus. If you serve live octopus or squid sashimi, you’ll pass out.
“Guests~♡! Are you enjoying it~?”
While doing so, it seemed that preparations for the climax of Britannia’s wedding culture were over. Larry Lura took the stage cheerfully and gave her a wink.
“A happy day cannot be without a happy song! The best friend of the bride and groom, I, Lalilura, will sing a song~☆!!”
Ah, as expected, the national rule is to sing a congratulatory song with mulberry mulberry at a wedding.
As promised, Lalilura, who became the owner of a microphone—a magic item similar to a microphone—started singing the congratulatory song she had practiced with the choir. She saw Clara singing along, clapping her hands, as if it were a well-known song.
Her francs drew close, her arms crossed and her head propped up.
The singing voice continued and led to new songs and requested songs, raising the atmosphere of the place. I listened to the congratulatory song with a feeling of satisfaction that is difficult to describe.
Mental exchange was as important as the physical satisfaction of a night out between the couple. Sitting shoulder to shoulder with Fran made me feel like I had the whole world.
However, the time has come to end the fun and exciting wedding.
Where in the world is there a party that lasts forever? As long as there was no festival that never ended, a good party was determined by how well it ended.
“Ah. All the guests Thank you so much for coming to my and my wife’s wedding today.”
So I stepped up to the podium when Lalilura’s congratulatory song ended.
“It was a really happy wedding, fortunate that I was close to you.
It would be a pity if such a happy and enjoyable time ended in a hazy way. So, I would like to decorate the end of the ceremony with the culture of my hometown.”
The end of the wedding would be appropriate. Religious permission was taken in advance.
I picked up the bouquet that was decorated anywhere in the wedding hall.
“My hometown, where I was born and raised, has a culture called bouquets. It is a culture that on the wedding day, the person who receives the bouquet thrown by the bride can marry next.”
At my words, the eyes of the women in the hall changed. It’s a good thing. What if the response is not good?
“If you are interested, please go to the right and wait. My wife will throw it when it is ready.”
─Rather. As soon as the words are over, the women move right away.
But I couldn’t think of anything. This was a world where anyone could be at home.
Perhaps that is why a skit unfolded where women in their 40s gathered to receive bouquets.
Edlin. Do you want to bewitch a man again?
“Can I throw more?”
Fran asked, terrified by the ear he felt behind her.
The magic of the wedding dress seems to have set fire to the hearts of the old maid and the reverse harem masters.
“Yes. Throw it comfortably It’s a competition after all.”
At my words, the women lowered their waists and pulled them up to Mana. Damn, these people are so fucking serious.
“Ah, I said it was a competition, but please don’t interfere. Violence is prohibited.”
I wanted to tell them not to use magic at all, but then the balance patch between warriors and wizards becomes impossible.
Let’s just pray that there are no casualties as organizers.
“Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-♡!”
Rari Lura, who noticed the atmosphere around her, laid her BGM on her stage. Everyone in the ensemble who knows how to play accordingly.
“Hey, yap!”
Just when I thought I should give you a tip. Fran flew the bouquet as if she couldn’t stand the pressure.
─Wheek!
White bouquets flying in the sky! The low-waisted woman and her maidens raised their fighting spirit while exchanging glances as if trying to determine who would move first.
It was that moment of instantaneous action.
– Blame!!
A pink-haired circus girl who throws a magic item like a microphone and jumps.
The people gathered were caught off guard. It was their failure to forget that the jukebox that was playing BGM on the stage behind them was a young girl.
─ Arrive!!
The Flying-Jukebox did two somersaults while pressing down on the inside of the skirt. She snatches the bouquet and lands on it.
Lari Lura, who easily snatched her falling mic, hid her face with the bouquet.
“Fufufu, aha♡!”
Of course, I couldn’t hide the smile on my face at that flowery age.
“Congratulations on your marriage, senior♡!”
Seeing Lalilura rejoicing in the world, I slapped my forehead.
Yes. Who will stop you
***
Before the sun went down, the wedding was over.
This is also said to be one of the etiquettes of a wedding. They say it’s a bad omen if the sun goes down during a wedding or something. So they were the guests who quickly withdrew.
After saying goodbye to them with gratitude, I approached Fran.
“Fran, are you tired?”
“Lol. Is not it. Did you just feel good because you felt like you did it?”
Fran laughs while hesitantly. I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Fran laughed, tickled. Dana and Veronica also untied her braided hair.
“What? It is very sesame-pouring.”
“Ugh. Human weddings are unique. Human women deserve romance for a wedding.”
“No no? I know because I was called, but usually weddings don’t have this fancy feeling, right? Doesn’t it feel like a town party where there is no discomfort even when a clown from the circus performs acrobatic shows?”
I hope you understand the discrimination. Today’s leading role is Fran, so I can’t help it.
While we were talking, I was watching the helpers tidying up, and Lady Hennesses, who had been waiting for me until the end, called me.
I kissed Frank on the cheek again.
“Franc. I’ll just talk about work for a while. I’ll be back soon, so wait.”
“Yes. Go.”
Leaving the bride behind on her wedding day was unacceptable, but it can’t be helped. If it wasn’t for that person, today’s marriage itself would have been difficult.
I went into the church’s private room. The expressionless nun looked at me and said hello.
“Welcome, Nord.”
“Yes. Sorry for the delay.”
“Nope. I am sorry for taking your time away from her wife.”
Even the way he apologizes is modest enough to not be arrogant.
It was natural too. It was because there was so much difference in status between me and her. Even though she was baptized and became a formal nun, it didn’t stop her from being the daughter of her nobles.
As I learned at the celebration, I was polite.
“Thank you for officiating at the wedding like this, young lady.”
“No. It was a reward for a nomination request, so I don’t mind.”
Nomination request.
This was the reason I had to reject the offers of Hansako connections. It was because they had already been paid in advance, and they were not the kind of people who could take their jobs away.
And in fact——it was a request we couldn’t refuse.
“Then let’s make it brief. Silver Class Adventurer Nord. I will ask you again informally.”
As I sat down in the chair, Lady Hennesses, who we met a month ago at the wizard guild, bit her lip and said.
“Find my precious friend——Tirshi Armashnas.”
