I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country - I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country chapter 38

38 – An unfair duel (3)

“…What am I doing.”

It’s a good thing to make fun of your mouth once. It’s a good thing.

The place I arrived after frantically hustling from the gymnasium was near the glass greenhouse of the imperial palace.

“Ugh.”

The Undead’s head throbs without pain.

In front of so many eyes, insulting Bartlante and even running away!

It was a dishonest act that cut the face of the emperor who arranged the duel.

“Hey, old man. Why did you lose your strength at the end? I thought I was going to get cut somewhere.”

I remembered the time when we split the final sum in a duel.

Arriving right in front of him, Batlan Te still had fearsome fighting spirit all over his body.

What’s more, even though he was pressed by Netion Peace’s ability, he didn’t even get a scratch.

If he had not abstained himself, there would have been no answer.

“Old man? Hey?”

……

This inspiration is very cunning, like a snake. I’ve seen all the balls, so I won’t even respond anymore, is this? It’s not a waste of notoriety to be shameless.

“Haa, that’s it, that’s it. It’s a mountain beyond that. I want to know why I’m in a bad mood again…”

From Netion Peace to Bartlante to Irlp! The surroundings are too tired.

Ah, I miss Mirren. It hurts to heal intensely while pinching cheeks.

After escaping from reality for a long time, I started looking for an answer to the phenomenon.

“Early Elfie has been weird lately. Isn’t she alone, doesn’t she hold her hand? She’s angry for no reason today… Certainly something has changed.”

The Ir Elfi I knew was never such a human figure.

Wasn’t she the one who first solved the story of her regret when she had to rescue Charles right away!

On the contrary, it seems like yesterday that I wrapped up my core and then confessed it later.

I was an IrLP that was always honest with my heart. It is difficult to guess what caused this change of heart.

“In case you didn’t know, I also activated my hearing, but I don’t have any clue…”

Aside from Bartlante’s excessively positive energy, there is no meaningful dialogue.

[hahahaha, the prospective master of Alteon is too humble! The speed at which you just jumped away from me was really amazing. And I am ashamed of myself for causing trouble to Her Majesty and Captain Yustiha. I will formally apologize later!]

… What will happen to me in the future? Now, my mind and body are too exhausted to film illusions with a man with such excessive vitality.

Just as I was about to close my hearing for peace of mind, an unexpected laugh passed my earlobe.

“Huh? This voice… Mirren? And two people I don’t know.”

Looks like the person I play with isn’t an adult.

The source of the laughter was inside the glasshouse. I opened the glasshouse door and quietly walked in her direction.

“Then my brother’s dark horse jumped over an obstacle the height of a man saying “Shuung!”

“Wow, really? I want to learn horseback riding too! Can Arnel ride a horse?”

“Joe, a little… It’s possible.”

“I’m envious… I’m weak, so I can’t do strenuous activities.”

Mirren spoke plaintively.

Maybe it was because he unintentionally overheard her honest concerns.

I reflexively hid myself.

Miren’s face, shaded like the moon hiding its light in the clouds, naturally drew sympathy.

“How about riding slowly together…? It’s impossible to do as much as big brother, but if it’s just riding in front…! Me, me too, it’s possible…”

“Really? Can I ride a horse too?!”

“Oh, yes!”

Ha?

He said he would give you a ride. Our Mirren?

Yes, I can give you a ride. By the way Arm! By the way!

‘Well, unless it’s a boy with a red face and a coy look on her face!!!’

I managed to gently cover the glaring eyes and raise myself. Then, deliberately inflating his presence, he clearly spread the sound of his footsteps.

Apparently, again.

“Huh? There was no one until a while ago… Huh, brother Nefi?”

The first child to pretend was Mirren.

As soon as I laid eyes on the other two children, I almost freaked out.

‘Heo Eok! They look just like the Chester kids. Aren’t you surprised to think of Bartlante?’

Anyone would sympathize with the man’s tingling speculation. How strong the pressure can make you lose your will to fight…

It was kind of like PTSD.

I quickly calmed down the agitation and started talking in a friendly way.

“My Mirren, I didn’t know you’d be hanging out here, right? Did my brother excuse me?”

“Not at all! Are you done with your work? Weren’t you with Elfie?”

“Yeah, that’s because of some circumstances. I was the only one who came out for a while.”

I decided to keep it a secret that Ir Elfi was angry for some reason. I don’t want to make Mirren, the victim’s younger sister, worry about it…

“Who are these kids anyway?”

“Oh! Actually, Brother Nefi…”

Mirren’s words were not connected due to other reasons. Because she was a lively girl who greeted her politely first.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Enella Chester. Nice to meet you. Would you mind if I ask your name?”

For a child of Mirren’s age, it was an extremely modest manner. Her sense of alienation took her attention away for a moment.

“Eh, Enella?”

“Enella, are you crazy?”

In turn, it was the reaction of Mirren and her boy. When I see a boy who was shy until now doing that, siblings are brother and sister.

“My name is Nephi Alteon. Feel free to call me.”

“Okay, brother Nefi.”

“Ooh!”

At her tone, the boy covered her mouth with his sleeve.

‘I’m sure all siblings in real life are like that.’

At first, they seemed to have become quite close with Mirren. Therefore, I respond with a gentle mask on.

… By the way, did you say Enella? This child, somehow, is a little burdensome.

Next, the boy introduced himself.

“My name is Arnel Chester. Nice to meet you, Marquis of Alteon.”

“I guess you know me?”

“That’s… I heard you’re close with Marquis Justiha.”

“No way, it can’t be.”

I explained it so that the tone of being fed up came out. It’s because I’ve refined my words, in fact, I must have heard more rumors.

“… Brother Nefi.”

“Huh? What’s wrong, Mirren?”

“Ha, no. Nothing.”

I want to pinch Mirren’s puffy cheeks… No, this isn’t it.

For some reason, today seems to be a bad day for the Justiha family sisters.

“I can’t believe the rumors in the social world. Brother Nefi?

“You can’t embroider! You only know how to poke people with a needle.”

“… I’d like to make some wine for the handle of the sword…”

“You’d rather brew wine, right?”

“Arnel, do you really want to die?…… No, do you really want to die?”

‘Just because the mother is polite doesn’t mean the horse is pretty…’

I smiled at Enella and looked at Mirren. Enella’s grasping of her heart at just the right moment must have been a whim.

“Anyway, if you wanted to ride a horse, why don’t you tell me. My brother would have gotten the best horse in the world.”

“A liar. What kind of horse does my brother, who even carries the carriage to drop me off in fear of getting hurt, give me a ride?”

“Kyaaak! Hugging and dropping you down? Be kind!”

“It’s embarrassing, so please don’t do that, Enella…”

I tried to ignore Enella’s burdensome gaze and preached sternly.

“If you want to ride a horse, it’s either stronger than the Elf or longer than me…”

“Neffi oppa is a little bit!!! Where in the world is such a creature?!”

“…Why not Mirren?”

Surprisedness dwelled in the round eyes of the Chester siblings.

Well, I don’t know who is strong enough to surpass ILP, but lifespan is a condition where you can’t even guess what’s going on.

Mirren shut her mouth at her brother and sister’s question, and she hung her head helplessly.

“No, no. There’s something like that… Anyway, Arnell said he gave you a ride first, so I’ll go with him.”

“Mirren…”

At her declaration, Arnelle showed her color. Hiding joy is still clumsy.

“Then I will ride Nefi’s horse!”

“Uh, huh? Shall we talk about that later? Mirren… Do whatever you want.”

“I don’t like it, not. Nefi brother? What’s the matter?”

I pointed to the entrance of the glasshouse with my eyes twisting like a snake.

“Because Ir Elfi is here.”

Knock!

At that moment, the door of the glasshouse opened the way. The next entrance was familiar.

Ir Elfi and Bartlante. Just looking at them, they were outstanding warriors who seemed to be performing a backdance at Geumgang Station.

At some point while I was talking with the kids, I felt the emotions of the IrLP unfolding. It was inevitable that they would come this way.

“Ah, Ir Elfi!”

I instinctively applied the brakes as I ran to tell Mirren.

‘That’s right. Irrelpi, was he angry? While she was distracted for a moment, she forgot!’

The look on his face was distorted awkwardly and awkwardly. I stopped, but she kept coming.

She came close to her and met her eyes. While I was hovering, Ir Elfi opened her mouth.

With a natural smile.

“Neffi, if you’ve been called, you have to tell me what’s going on, right?”

“Eh, ah? Uh, yes.”

It was an Irlp, no different than usual. A smile without the slightest trace of anger lingered on her lips.

I had the impression that Ir Elfi’s smile was very different. That must have been the reason why he stopped snitching on Mirren.

“It’s not Mirren… It’s not. I was talking about this and that with the kids and suddenly I thought of you.”

“You said you thought of me? Huhu, I’m glad. I was thinking of Nefi too.”

“What do you think? Why?”

“Is there a reason? Nephi is completely my daily life now. There is no grandiose excuse for thinking about the obvious.”

“That’s right.”

I was ashamed of Irelp’s innocent attitude and turned my eyes away.

That I thought of it, or that it was natural. It seems that he only chooses strange expressions for some reason.

At that time, a man who looked like a huge sack of barley that had been borrowed interrupted, coughing.

“Keuhmm! The two of you are really good. It’s almost uncomfortable…”

“No, it’s been a while.”

“That’s right. Now it’s hard to imagine a day without Neffi in my daily life.”

“Come on!”

Bartlante coughed again. This time it was more like an unconscious flirtation.

The ordinary words of Irelpi had the magical power of inducing people to feel strange.

Actually, I can definitely feel that my cheeks are burning.

“By the way… These guys must have been quiet and not making trouble, right?”

Bartlante went over to her children and stroked her brother and sister’s hair.

Beneath her palm like a pot lid, Enella’s eyes sparkled.

“Brother Batlante. I have a goal.”

“hahahaha, if your goal is to surpass me, stop. I now have a bigger goal…”

“Oh, I’ll put that aside for later.”

“Hmm?”

I saw.

Bartlante’s expression was stained with regret at Enella’s casual infidelity.

“The family motto of the Duke of Chester!

“You remember it well.”

“So I made up my mind. I will grow more and more stronger in the future. So… You can look forward to it, right? Brother Nefi.”

“Ohhh! Did you see through Marquis Alteon’s strength? You’re better than me, Enella! I’m proud of you.”

“hehehe.”

It’s just nice to see Chester’s siblings who are cheerful. The focus of the conversation seems a bit off, but it doesn’t matter.

Bartlante took care of Enella and Arnel and bid us farewell.

“Then let’s go. I hope the marquis will seriously consider my proposal.”

“Ahahahaha…”

I evade it with a forced smile.

At the time Batlante’s huge back completely disappeared, Ir Elfi and Mirren approached side by side.

“We are going back soon.”

“Yes, yes.”

We had only exchanged a few words after the duel, but the sun was already looking over the horizon. It is difficult to tell whether the day is short or the sky is narrow.

Around the time when I lost my focus in a devastated cloud of overripe feathers.

After coming out of the glasshouse, she suddenly looked back at me.

“Neffi.”

“Why?”

“I just wanted to sing for no reason.”

“It’s bland.”

“Whoops.”

She grinned in the scarlet world dyed by the setting sun.

“…”

Why?

The usual ELP looks unnatural.

And pulling the corners of her mouth, which seemed to be decorated with cherry blossoms, into a clown.

Even the eyes are so clear that no living thing can live in a lake.

It was hard to erase the unpleasant feeling that it was like a mask that was forcibly decorated.

It was a day that made me think strangely in many ways.