Pardon the Abduction, Holy Knight - It's an Emergency - Chapter 3.10

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***

While making an omelet for dinner, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

What the heck?

If I’m a descendant of Oberon, who was said to be the king of fairies.

Does that mean Wit and I are enemies since Wit is against Oberon?

“Kekeke. It’s spicy, spicy!”

…Am I in big trouble?

Even if Wit is fine because he drank the potion, what about Taro and the other demons?

And what happens on the day when Wit’s king learns about my existence as Oberon’s descendant?

What will happen to me?

“Master, Wit’s eyes sting! Kekeke.”

“…I told you not to rub your eyes after touching onions.”

No. No. Let’s not worry about things that haven’t happened yet.

Let’s calmly organize the current situation.

Right, the current situation.

Forget about Wit’s king or whatever, I have an immediate problem to solve, don’t I?

First, there’s the villain of this novel, Adriel, sitting at that table.

If I can’t get him to sign the magic contract, I’ll eventually be killed by him, whose power surpasses Wit’s, right? Like Rosemary’s fate in the novel?

“Master, it still stings even after washing with water!”

And Wit, who’s beside me.

“…Come here. Washing with milk might help a bit.”

If the potion’s effect wears off and he remembers that I treated him like a slave…

“Master, Wit’s eyes don’t sting anymore! Kekeke.”

Well, this is…

The king isn’t the problem, is he?

Looking at my situation objectively, ironically, the king doesn’t seem so scary anymore.

Either way, I’m going to die, so what’s there to be more afraid of here? Hahaha.

Haha… ha….

“…Haah….”

Get a grip, Rosemary.

Who’s dying? I’m absolutely not going to die.

I won’t die until I fulfill my dream of waking up in a bed covered in bundles of money, showering with gold dust, and eating with diamond-made spoons!

“Amazing, amazing! Milk was incredible, Master!”

“By the way, Wit.”

“Yes!”

“Why do you guys hide your true forms?”

Wit, who had been buzzing around me excitedly, finally stopped.

Then, flying right in front of my eyes, he said,

“That’s because the King hates our original forms, Master.”

“Your king? Why?”

“Wit doesn’t know. Taro only told us that much. Kekeke.”

I clicked my tongue and shook my head.

Hating their original forms. What a ridiculous king.

“Why didn’t you ask the king for the reason?”

“Master, Wit has never seen the King. Wit is just a baby, born not long ago. Kekek.”

“Ah… Is that so?”

Come to think of it, I think Taro did call Wit a ‘young one’.

I just nodded, but Wit looked at my expression and became flustered.

“Master, what’s wrong? Do you dislike fairies younger than you? Do you dislike Wit because Wit is young?”

I’m not sure what misunderstanding he’s having, but it seemed like it would be troublesome, so I answered casually.

“I don’t dislike it. I like younger ones.”

“Master…!”

I waved my hand at Wit, who was trying to cling to me with a moved expression.

Despite this, Wit, who was stuck to my face and rubbing his cheek against mine, whispered softly.

“Kekeke. You know, Master, actually Wit thinks he knows the reason.”

“Huh?”

I looked at Wit while flipping the omelet.

Wit continued speaking, smiling brightly like an innocent child.

“Taro said so. If we reveal our true forms, humans will misunderstand us as demons and burn us. Kekeke. Humans are really mean! Ah, but not Master. Master doesn’t think like that. Kekek.”

…Sorry, Wit.

Actually, at first, I thought you were a demon crawling out of a pit of fire too.

“We are fairies. But humans call us demons. Maybe the King didn’t like that?”

At that moment, Adriel, who had been quiet, joined the conversation.

“Even if you hide your hideous appearance, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re a demon, demon.”

“Eek…! Wit is not a demon!”

Wit jumped up as usual.

And as I watched Wit, I felt strangely upset.

Even so, to call our Wit hideous….

“No, Sir Knight. The more I hear this. What’s wrong with our Wit?”

“What are you trying to say?”

Adriel narrowed his brows as if daring me to say more.

“Well, you know. How is Wit any different from us?”

I glared at Adriel and then looked back at Wit.

“Oh? That’s right. Wit. You have bones just like us, don’t you?”

“Wit has bones!”

“You have teeth too, just like us.”

“Wit’s teeth are strong! Can chew leather!”

“That’s right. And what’s that… Hair too… Oh, do you not have hair?”

“Wit, hair too…!”

Wit’s expression, which had been shouting vigorously, slowly became gloomy.

“Wit… no hair, Master.”

“It’s okay. Hair isn’t important. What’s important is money. I’ll buy you a wig later. Don’t be sad.”

I stroked Wit’s small head and turned around.

Adriel was looking at me with an expression that seemed to say he was really trying hard.

***

The secret of the novel is a secret.

But a commoner like me has to work even if the world ends tomorrow.

While I was preparing to welcome guests, Adriel suddenly spoke up.

“I’ve come of age this year.”

“What?”

“It means I’m younger than My Lady.”

“…?”

What does he want me to do?

What, does he want me to treat him like a child?

“Ah, yes… Congratulations?”

“……”

I answered casually and closed the door.

It was because the appointment time with the guest was approaching.

Somehow, I felt excited, thinking this guest might bring in a lot of money.

“If you can help me win that woman’s heart, I’ll give you all my fortune, ma’am.”

…Ha. Of course. What money.

“If even this is not enough… I can ask my family. I’ll borrow money if I have to. Please. Please, I beg you, ma’am.”

“……”

I chewed on the inside of my cheek.

A detestable memory.

Of all the guests that could come…

I never thought it would be the type of person I hate the most.