465 Episode 465: Girl Servant of Argentia.txt




'Phew, ...... now we can finally take a break.'

 After we finish carrying all of our belongings into the building in the carriage, we decide to take a break in the hall that we think is the dining room.

 Me and Garnett, Mark and Hild, Chandler and Ambrose.

 All six of us are now seated in chairs around the table, all facing each other, but each of us is completely different in terms of how tired we are.

 The most exhausted are Mark and Hild, who have had physical concerns for some time.

 Hild also said that he has done some fieldwork in his research, but even with that, he is not as physically fit as he should be.

 The next person who is experiencing major fatigue is myself.

 I'm sure you're not the only one who has had to deal with this, but I'm sure the fact that I'm not the only one who has had to deal with this in the past is a reflection of the fact that I've been working more and more in the shop lately.

 ...... I would like to think it's never because I'm somehow getting older.

 Also, as expected, the two martial artists who have rarely complained of fatigue are Garnett and Chandler.

 Despite the fact that they were aggressively carrying large, heavy loads, they seemed to be resting in a relaxed manner, as if their bodies were just starting to unwind.

 And the exception is Ambrose.

 He's the only one who didn't do much physical work, as he was busy organizing important supplies.

''Well, at this hour, is it too early to join ......?

 The sky outside the window was still blue, and there was no sign of dusk even coming yet.

 I told Sylvia earlier that 'I think the loading and unloading of the luggage will settle down around sunset,' but apparently it got done quicker than I thought it would.

 I've taken lunch on the move, and I'm afraid I'll have to carry my exhausted body with me.

'Let's make some tea for now. Oh, no, ...... this villa, do they have a stock of that kind of thing?
You know. You don't have to be in the kitchen, do you?

 Garnett replies with an appropriate attitude.

 It seems that this place is owned by the Silverwing Knights, and is intended to provide a temporary lodging place for knights on provincial duty when they come to the King's Capital, for example.

 So it doesn't necessarily have a stock of tastes, and if Garnett, who is a Silver Winged Knight, says he doesn't know, then he really won't know unless he actually checks it out.

 Just as I was about to stand up to take a look anyway, a thin arm stretched out from beside me and held out a set of tea in front of me.

'...... please, your tea is ready.'
'Oh, thanks ......, eh?'

 All six of us were sitting in chairs together, but who the hell made the tea?

 As I turned around in surprise, a familiar figure of a girl jumped into my field of vision.

 Her hair is neatly cropped in a dark color.
 A black outfit with a long skirt and a large white apron.

 The girl, who dared not to express her emotions, was handing out tea to other people with a bare face.

 As everyone except Garnett and I accept the tea, wondering who this waiter is, Garnett holds her forehead in her hand and lets out a sigh.

'Abigail. Why is O'Meara here?

 Then he looks around the dining room and explains to everyone about the identity of the girl who serves him.

''She's a servant of my family's house. It's only an employee of the Argentean family, so it's not supposed to have anything to do with the Silver Wing Knights.
"I have consulted with Mr. Carmine directly to help the White Wolf Knights in various ways during their stay. I look forward to working with you.

 Abigail gives a polite bow to the four people she's never met before - although she remembers only meeting Mark face to face, as I recall - and gives them a polite bow.

 Garnett fell silent, folding his arms bitterly.

 I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world, but I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world.

 If I were in the same situation, I would have felt uncomfortable.

It's a good thing that the leader of the Silver Winged Knights is so tactful. It's a nice thing to be able to be entrusted with housekeeping and such.

 Chandler was frankly delighted by Abigail's appearance and sipped his tea without reservation.

 Carmine was not only the leader of the Silverwing Knights, but also the current head of the prestigious knight's Argentia family.

 He probably thought that a servant sent by such a person would be worthy of trust.

 Hild also picked up a cup of tea and quenched his throat while moving his face under the hood to look at Garnett, who seemed to be in a bad mood.

'Um, Sir Garnett, ...... is there a problem?'
Personally, I have no problem with that. I'm a normal guy at work, but I'm a nag and I have a weird temperament: ......

 Garnett mumbles to himself, poking his cheekbones in the air.

 It seems that Hild seems to have understood that the problem is nothing more than an annoyance unique to his people, so he says nothing and smiles with a smile.

 It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

The actuality of this is that you can use the kitchen to prepare a meal, so if you need it, please ask for it. However, we also need to prepare foodstuffs, so we would appreciate it if you could allow us some extra time.
Well, I'll eat mine and the white wolf's in a different room.
Oh. Oh, I beg your pardon. Please enjoy your stay.
...... My friend (dutch) invited me to join him.

 As usual, Garnett seems to be keeping pace with Abigail, too.

'You guys need to think about where you're going to eat tonight.
''Well ...... let's make it done while I show up at the headquarters of the rainbow scale knights. It's been a long time since I've seen Commander Angelica.

 Hild claps her hand with a pop as she says so.

 Her original Order of Knights, the Rainbow Rainbow Scales, and its leader, Angelica, was a beautiful woman who had lost her sight, she remembered.

 It was impressive that she had several girls taking care of her personal affairs, and she had the skill to read the letters by tracing them with her fingertips.

 You can't help but think that she must be a truly excellent woman, as she is able to complete the duties of a knight commander with a body like that without a problem.

It's a good idea to have a look at your favorite restaurant for a while. It's a good idea to have a good time. You can't get punished for missing a few beats, right?
'I don't like it. First of all, I don't remember your introduction being decent.

 Mark and Chandler are throwing words at each other in a shattered manner.

 I haven't heard the details, but apparently the two have known each other since before they were sent to the White Wolf Knights.

''Ambrose, what about you? Do you want to come with me?
No, thanks. I'll drink it in my room. Abigail, is it? Have a suitable snack ready for the evening.
I'm sorry, sir.

 Abigail bows her head in an impeccable gesture.

 If anything, I feel that this kind of topic gives us a glimpse of everyone's true attitude.

 It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for when you're in the marketplace.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to be doing before you meet up with Sylvia and the others.