Chapter 314 (1/2)
Chapter 314
–Aegir POV–
「Looks like the refugee measures are going well . 」
Tristan comments after glancing at the report .
For some reason, Myla’s mood is visibly poor .
「Is that so?」
I nod seriously and then take a bottle of alcohol from a shelf .
「You can’t . 」
Celia takes it away from me .
「It looks like the conflicts between the refugees and residents have pretty much disappeared after the dispatch of the army . As planned, they will be divided up into groups of a thousand and distributed throughout the territory to do work . 」
Tristan hands a sheet of paper in my direction, which Celia checks over before stamping it with a seal of approval .
「That’s good . 」
I open the drawer of the desk and take out a small bottle of alcohol hidden inside .
「Please refrain from doing so while you’re working . 」
This time Marta steals it from me .
「Their wives and children will be arriving in Rafen within the next two days . They were against separating with their families at first, but it seems they trusted us after we informed them about the plenty of food we will be providing and the wages for the labor they do . 」
Polte reports as such while occasionally glancing fearfully at the roughly breathing Myla .
「The wives and children will be living in simple dwellings outside the city walls of Rafen for now . And depending on the hard work of the husband, they will be permitted to move within the walls . 」
「Hmm…… so that’s how it will be done . 」
I casually take out a wooden d.i.l.d.o from the desk .
「You can’t…… uhyah!?」
Celia swiftly takes the object away from me like before, only to hide it in panic after realizing what it was .
Fufufu, she fell for it .
「Why do you have something like this in the desk!? It’s wet too……was it just used!?」
Marta averts her gaze and turns red .
I would have let them live within the walls from the start, but this separation was needed to give them motivation to work . Well, they’re still close to Rafen so they shouldn’t be in too much danger despite being outside the walls .
Besides, there is something which I’m more curious about right now .
「Hey Myla, what are you angry about?」
Myla’s been pretty angry this whole time .
It’s frightening Polte .
Celia and Marta also seem skeptical, while Tristan doesn’t even look at Myla .
Meanwhile Myla is glaring at Tristan .
「You said you were going to catch Tristan who neglected his report and ran away, but did he do something else?」
I doubt Tristan could do anything bad to Myla . If he touched her a.s.s, his arm would have been broken .
「It’s the product of wrong impression and misunderstanding . Geez this world, especially women, are so troublesome . That’s why I stay in my room and read……」
「Hmph! What should we do with that rude girl!?」
It seems like Tristan once again escaped by running to his lover’s shop .
「You’ve got two things wrong . Number one, Estelle is not my lover . Number two, I didn’t run there, my arm was pulled and I was dragged inside . 」
Whatever, those are small details .
「When I entered the shop, this insolent fellow was clinging to the girl and flirting with her . 」
「What!? You skipped work to act lovey-dovey with a girl? How outrageous . 」
「「「……」」」
Why did everyone go quiet at the same time?
「When I grabbed Tristan by the collar, that girl……」
A vein bulges on Myla’s forehead .
「”Tristan is my man, please don’t lay your hands on him”, she said…… it caused a horrible misunderstanding . 」
「Pft . 」
Celia snickers, drawing Myla’s cold glare at her .
「I’m not anybody’s man……」
「On top of all that, she goes “What a deplorable woman to use authority in matters of love! I won’t hand him over to you”, roaring at me like I’m in the wrong!」
「You said she was Estelle? She seems like quite the determined woman . 」
Everyone in Rafen knows who Myla is .
She isn’t a tyrant, however she is strict with rules and unaccommodating, meaning she won’t overlook anything .
She cracks down on wandering prost.i.tutes, gambling on the street corner, and even p.i.s.sing on the side of a building, so people have grown to hate and be afraid of her .
Not to mention, Myla holds Baron rank and is the commander of the security unit, so n.o.body would dare to yell at her .
Considering how angry Myla is, that girl probably said more than a few words .
「How dare she say that I’m interested in Tristan of all things . She wouldn’t listen even when I denied the claim . 」
「Estelle can be quite persistent despite how she looks…… her wrong impressions can be pretty extreme . 」
「That rude woman, should we throw her in jail for treason?」
Myla stomps her foot in frustration . We should really just overlook this, seeing how the person is a woman .
Before I could speak, Tristan cuts in .
「Wait a minute . Estelle certainly said too much, but there was also a strange misunderstanding . The last part was a result of a dispute, so could you overlook what she did?」
I bend my body forward out of curiosity .
Tristan is covering for another person, and a girl no less, how interesting .
「We’ll leave everything regarding the refugees as they are now . Okay Tristan, let’s hear what you have to say . 」
「What is there to talk about? I was simply treated to a feast for breakfast . 」
「Everything from the fork, spoon, and cup was in the woman’s hand though . 」
Myla interrupts .
「Fufufu, what a smooth talker . 」
I misjudged him . Somewhere deep down inside me, I believed he wasn’t interested in girls .
「You’re not thinking of the common saying, are you?」
Tristan is astounded . It’s not something to hide .
「You grabbed her a.s.s cheeks and pounded her from behind, right? Just like how I did it with Myla last night . 」
「Wai-!?」
Myla blushes while Celia and Marta puff their cheeks . Polte shyly looks away .
「You also had her kneel down and swallow you, right? The same way I had Celia do this morning . 」
「Haau!?」
This time Celia turns red and Myla pouts . Polte covers her face with both hands .
「Or maybe you played around with a d.i.l.d.o? Similar to what I did to Marta not long ago . 」
「Oh gosh……」
「Wait, don’t tell me, is this-!?」
As Marla blushes, Celia throws away the d.i.l.d.o she hid behind her back .
Polte crouches down . She turned red up to her ears .
「My head is hurting . I’ll give up and keep working so can you spare me the rest……」
「I won’t let you talk your way out of this! Hey, wait . I still have things I want to ask . 」
Before I could pose the next question, Myla and Polte pulls me out of the office .
One day I’ll find out everything, also it might be a good idea to peek inside that book rental store some time in the future .
「Ah, master…… I mean, Margrave-sama . 」
I unexpectedly meet with Gretel in the corridor .
She runs toward me without hesitation .
I guess she was helping Polte with work .
「Fufu, you’re cute today as well . 」
Gretel is wearing a hat and a thin short-sleeved skirt which covers her knees .
She has pretty big b.o.o.bs, but her work clothes hide them .
「I’m so glad! My body becomes hot whenever I’m praised by the Margrave . 」
When I pat her head, she shakes her a.s.s side to side . I can see her wagging tail .
「I’m sorry about letting you, my fiancee, do work . 」
「Don’t be, I’m happy that I can be useful to the Margrave! Besides, I’ve been a bother to Instructor Polte, so it makes my heart feel at ease if I can help her . 」
Gretel gives off the impression of being a selfish princess, although lately she is becoming more like a calm, graceful lady in front of people other than me .
The youthfulness overflowing from the 17-year old is irresistable .
At that moment, I feel a chill go up my spine .
I turn around to see Mel crossing on the corridor on the other side .
There is some distance between us so I don’t think she noticed, but that was such a strange feeling .
「Also…… this is the territory of the man who will soon become my husband, so I have to give my best effort . 」
Gretel blushes and snuggles up against me .
Right, I had something to talk about regarding that .
「The day of the ceremony has been decided . You can also let Lord Beltz know . 」
Gretel happily jumps at me when I tell that to her .
I’ve made her wait a considerable time with my expedition to the Federation .