--section 8.

　There was a man staggering along, holding his chin.

"d*mn ...... shit, I'll never forgive ...... you, I'll ...... kill ...... you!

　With his jaw shattered by the iron knife, he could not even speak properly, and the man holding the straight sword moved forward step by step with eyes coated with hatred.

　After overcoming the mountain of wreckage, the destination is the Orba Trading Company.

　I knew where Wind Earth Note had been taken. I heard them.

　Then we'll kill him.
　No matter what difficulties lay ahead, no matter how reckless, the man walked on, hoping only that Wind-Earth Note's expression would become even a little clouded.

　That's when it happened.

"Oh, there's a guy alive!
"...... ah?
Where's the Wind-Earth note?
"And I've got to tell you: ......

　A giant mallet - no, axe. There was a young man there carrying a single-bladed battle axe.

What's that?

　I'm not sure if you'll be able to tell me what you're looking for.

"Do I need a reason to ask?
"Shut up!　I don't want to tell you!　
I don't want to tell you!

　When he slammed the stone into the ground with a thud, the earth shook like a ripple.

　The man guessed why he mistook it for a hammer.

　This young man's axe was sharp at the blade, but as it approached the handle, it resembled a thick mallet, like a blunt instrument.

　The sheer weight is instantly apparent.
　A mallet-axe, if you will, and a big one at that.

If you don't want to say it, doesn't that mean you know ......?

　The young man muttered thoughtfully and stared at the man.

I'm not an idiot, I know what I'm talking about!　If you know, tell me. If you don't tell me, I'll beat you until you do!
I'm not stupid.　The lives of Winn, Earth, and Noro are mine!
The life of Winn-Earthnor is mine!

　The young man swings his hatchet. The wind pressure rolls the debris beneath his feet.

I'm not going to lie.

　I'm not lying." He raises the hatchet lightly in one hand, looks at the man and says.

"Then I'm gonna hit you. I'll hit you again and again.

　--The girl caught up to him just in time.
　The man is blown away and strikes his back against the wall. The girl says, looking at the young man who swung the hatchet down on his abdomen in pursuit.

The girl says, "Haha...... haha...... Master. I have confirmed the sighting of the Wind Earth Note.

　The young man turned around at the sound of her voice.
　The young man turned at the sound of her voice and rolled his eyes.

"Good job, Mochisuke!　Where did you go?
"Yes, Motisuke. Yes, it's Mochisuke. He went to the southwest with the people of the Orba Trading Company.

　The girl called Mochisuke reported so emotionlessly.
　She has beautiful short-cut white hair and white skin that looks as if it has never been exposed to the sun. Mysterious red eyes that look like red jewels.
　His name is Mochisuke.

　The man is stunned by the impression that doesn't quite fit, and the young man resumes carrying the hammer axe.

Southwest means south and west, right?　I'm not sure what to make of that.
Master. No, Master.
That means this way.
It's a miraculous match, but that's not the point, Master.
What?　What's the difference? It's a match, isn't it?
It's a match. Yes, but no.
Ha-ha-ha, mochisuke. You're an idiot!　If it's right, it's right!　You're tired and sleepy. I'm sorry, but you're going to have to work a little harder tonight.
Master. No, Master.

　The young man smiled broadly and turned to walk away.
　Then the magic formula flashed in Motisuke's eyes.

"Master!

　He shouted. The next moment, a man woke up and attacked the young man from behind with a straight sword in his hand.

I'm not a fan of people like you!


What?

　I don't have time to swing the hatchet on my shoulder.
　He grabbed the man's straight sword with his left hand.

"......?
I'm not a fan. You can't win from the front.　You're an idiot.

　The moment the young man exerted himself, the straight sword shattered.

If I turn around, it's going to be the front after all.
I'm not sure what to say.

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"Hey, Mochisuke.
Yes, this is Mochisuke. Master, are you all right?
Yes. Yes, I noticed without you telling me!　Thank you!

　He pats Mochisuke on the head and strides off.

Okay, our destination is diagonally behind us on the left!
Master. No, Master.













　--Klingbloom residence.

　Richter L. Klingbloom is throwing a party.
　I'm not sure if you've heard of it, but I'm sure you've heard of it.

　However, today's party was different from those of the aristocracy, because Richter invited not nobles and royalty, but civil servants who were fulfilling their duties under his supervision.

　He also invited people who he had personally taken care of.

　The project of consoling subordinates outside of compensation, which was discussed with Futa before.

　Richter wondered if it would actually be a good idea to meet with the head of the office outside of work, but surprisingly, all of his subordinates were on board.

　The civil servants were more pleased than he had imagined, and Richter was secretly relieved.

　After a brief greeting, Richter moved on to a standing dinner.

　A number of civil servants, especially young women, came to greet Richter from time to time, but the secretary generally brushed them off.

No, Mion. They seemed to want to talk more.
There are many who would like to say hello to Herr Richter.
"That's true, but...
I also think you should choose your marriage partner more carefully.
No, I'm not old enough to be so picky.
You're not the only one with a body.
No, well, yeah. Isn't that what they say after you get married?
"The country needs you.
That's what I hope ...... the future generations will do.
So I think it would be better if I could support you a little better.
You know what they say, if you're too idealistic, you'll miss your chance at marriage. ......

　And so on.
　As Richter was enjoying an unusually relaxed conversation, a young man appeared in his line of vision.

"Futa?
"Yeah. Thanks for the invitation, is that okay?
No need to be so formal. I'm not looking for that kind of courtesy today.

　It's a dinner party with few nobles.
　Since Lilac was reluctant to even attend, most of the guests were commoners or nobles of the same rank as commoners.

　Futa nodded his head as he looked around the reasonably large venue.

So.

　Richter crossed his arms. When he looked down a little, there he was.
　A baby girl, holding hands with Futa.

"Meido!
"What's going on? Is this some kind of palace brainwashing?
No, it's ...... just taken to her.
The devil has a mind like a duck's.
What are you saying?

　I can't stand the fact that she's wearing a maid's uniform.
　I even had the maidservant who was in charge of the house change all her clothes to butler's uniform because she was so overwhelmed lately.

　Thanks to this, even the secretary girl (Mion) behind Richter is dressed as a butler.

You got it, Moppie!

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.

"Don't say 'mopey,' you little natural enemy.
When did maids become your natural enemies, Richter? ......
Since you came along, Fouta.
Do I owe you an apology?
An apology won't make me feel any better.

　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.

I've won. ......
Are you sure you want to do this?
"Don't ...... tell me.

　He looked away quickly, came back to himself, and let go of Luli's hand.
　The moment he did, he was bitten.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. ！！！！！！


Oh, come on, Ruri. Don't bite it.
Moppy, is that food?
No. Moppy is not food.
Who's Moppie? Who's ！！！！?

　Richter woofing his toothy thumb.
　The secretary handed him a handkerchief and he wiped his hands with it, annoyed.

How can ...... a maid be like this at all?
No, I don't know. I don't think this is the standard in the maid world.
"This is the standard around me. It's a nightmare.
That's because they've all changed to butler suits.
Oh, you can't escape the curse of the abominable maid no matter what you do?

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not.

"Would you like another drink?

　The waiter came over to him.

"Hmm, let's have it.
"Yes, please. "Where's Master Futa?
"Yes, thank you.
Meido ari.

　Handing them new glasses, the waiter returned to his post in the hall.

　Richter sipped, enjoying the aroma of the wine and admiring the fact that he had opened a very expensive bottle.

"Wow. This is the same fine liquor I have in my cellar. This is a fine liquor that I have in my cellar, and I think it would go very well with this pancetta.
"......

　I took a bite of the pancetta on the table next to me, which I planned to eat later, sipped it, and nodded.

"Oh, it's exceptional. But I wonder where they got this stuff from. It's all outsourced today.
"......
Wait, Futa.
Yeah. I've been waiting for you.
Oh, yeah. Well, thank you. I've got a question for you.
Yeah, I'm all ears.
......, how many of you were here today?
Three, I think.
Is there something wrong with my eyes that I only see two?
No, I think it's normal.
Yeah, yeah. ......

　After pouring the pancetta down his throat, Richter said in a full voice.

...... Why is he serving at my party without permission?
I don't need to be asked.
It's your maid, ！！！！.

　Meido!　Meido!　I'm not sure what to make of that.
　In the end, they were having a conversation with the chefs, saying things like, "Corona, take this over here," and "Hi there.

Treysurfing!

　In addition, he was even slipping on a tray, probably to move around the large venue.

That's it.

　Richter looked at the scene in amazement.

"That's my drink, isn't it?
Have you noticed ......?
No, it's not!　That's a pretty good price!
No, no, I'll pay you back what I can.
Don't be silly. If I use you without permission, what will His Highness say later?
"Then I'll go to ...... and tell Mr. Lilac.
Imagine that. Listen, this pancetta is very good. And this is a fine liquor that goes very well with pancetta.
"...... Oh, yeah.
Your Highness knows what he's talking about. "But you've had the best of them, haven't you? No. Shit!

　Richter drains his glass and shovels in the pancetta.

"Shit!　It's good!
"...... Mion, this guy must be really tired.

　It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your time at the office.

She nodded with a straight face, "Isn't she lovely?
"What?
"......?
You can't hide the awfulness of what you say by tilting your head, can you?


"Mr. Richter himself says today is a rude day.
"That's a handy phrase, .......

　Huta looked at him with pity, wondering if he was the only one who could truly care for Richter.
　But if he hadn't come along, none of this would have happened in the first place.

　The suffering of Richter L. Klingbloom continues.

"Hey Richter!　Do you have anything good to eat at this table?
"No. Go back to your post.
Oh, no. I don't care where I am.

　Richter sighs at the girl with the cross spear who appears.

"Mr. Richter. Is Prim working as an escort again today?
"Hello, Mr. Futa. It's actually my day off, but I heard there was a party, so I came. It's not like I'm not doing anything, so I'll at least escort you.
I see. ...... You eat well as usual.
Oh, yeah?

　In the event that you've got a lot of money, you'll be able to take advantage of it.

"Oh no, there's so much delicious food at every table.
I don't care if it's free.
I'm not worried about the money. I'm not worried about the money.
Okay. ......

　Futa remembered that he had eaten a lot of sweets the other day.

　Richter looked at the table and Prim alternately with sad eyes and spat.

'You barbarian.
"Oh, you discriminate like that again.
"Racist? How can you fit so much food in your body?
I don't know what to do. ...... Ah!

　As if he had found an idea, Prim made a move.
　Richter had a bad feeling about this.

It's because you're exercising!　You're too slow to eat that much.
That's not true.
No, you can't just sit around and write!　You can't just sit around and write! You have to start moving now or you'll be sick later!
...... You've been talking a lot about "starting now." What are you talking about?
What are you talking about?

　It was a lousy whistle.
　Futa understood that she was probably saying that to get Richter to enter the Colosseum.
　She also said that she was going to tell Lilac directly, since she would refuse to tell her.

"If you want to exercise so badly, go do it alone.
"I do it all the time by myself. Unlike you, Richter!

　You'll be able to find a lot of people who are interested in this kind of thing.

　He looked down to see Ruri with her mouth smeared with seasoning.

"Oh, my God.
"Mmm!

　I wiped her with my handkerchief and she seemed to be feeling better.
　But that didn't seem to be what she wanted.

I want to give it to you, too.

　For a moment, Futa wondered what she was talking about, but she was pointing to the table.
　She was pointing to the table. She was a kind girl who wanted to share her delicious food with her father.

Hmm, is it okay to do that?
"No, it's fine.

　Richter, who had stopped arguing at some point, interrupted.

"Mion, wrap him up a little.
Yes.

　After watching the secretary leave, Huta asks.

"Are you sure?
I told you not to worry about etiquette. I'd never say that to a bunch of people who could care less about ....... You and you and you.

　Richter pointed at Prim and Luli.

I'm sure you're not the only one.
I'm sure you're sleeping at the headquarters of the Orba Chamber of Commerce right now, aren't you, Mr. Wind?　I'll take you there.
"Really?

　In the event that you're not sure what you're looking for, you'll be able to find out more about it here.

It's okay, it's okay. Family is something to be cherished.
"Thanks, sis!　Mopi!
Mopi! That's good.
"You little ......

　He paused for breath.


　Richter nodded, "Just good riddance.

"Well, you'd better get some exercise.
Yes, and make sure you leave some food for me.
"After all you've eaten, you're still going to eat?