93
4 Estio
- Episode 17
"I know that the benefits that each other seeks through commissioning are different. Still, it's not always easy to offer to be my people at the most dangerous moment."
"Majesty."
"The dinner is my little reward. It hasn't started in earnest yet, but I hope you can forget the fight and rest for today."
When Marisa finished speaking, she laughed out loud.
His gratitude to them was genuine without a single lie. Soon, at her instructions, trays of hot dishes were brought to the table. It was a buffet-style soiree where you could walk around and choose your favorite food.
Even though it was a commissioned relationship, Mubin narrowed her eyes when she saw the princess who started enjoying a dinner with commoners.
'this person is.'
It was different from the cowardly emperor.
Apart from the clever mind that knows how to take advantage of the given opportunity, I could tell just by looking at the character that treated the Ignis guild members. He was deeply aware of why the reputation of being the first princess in the world had to be so good.
People recognize good monarchs. Even if she doesn't want her to be king.
Therefore, it was natural for the other brothers to check Marisa, who showed off her outstanding qualities.
"Sir Marisa."
"Is there a story you want to tell?"
Marisa, who was enjoying her meal comfortably, heard the call and wiped her lips with a tissue.
"Estio."
It was Estio, not Mubin, who spoke to the princess again. Marisa was attuned to her because he seldom opened her mouth first. But when she confirmed that he had not touched the food, she looked apologetic.
"Oh, is it uncomfortable? Would you like to avoid the seat?"
"no."
It would be inconvenient for the guild members to have an imperial family in the dining room. She thought that Marisa had been stuck without her noticing that she was in agony.
But even that way, Estio didn't bother her all the time. He usually uses an erratic tone that he doesn't know whether it is polite or not, and he often commits rudeness because he doesn't know anything about etiquette. Marisa didn't even bother with that kind of rudeness on purpose, so he didn't really care either.
Marisa, who had been contemplating for a while, suddenly met Estio's eyes and opened her mouth impulsively.
"expression......."
"?"
"Your face. Is it like that?"
It was a random question. Marisa, who faced Estio's strange expression, not knowing what to say to her, recognized her mistake and hurriedly corrected it.
"I'm not criticizing you! I was just curious because they always had the same expression. Mi, I'm sorry. Were you in a bad mood?"
"......no."
Estio, who had to give the same answer twice, wiped his face awkwardly.
'It's weird if they always look the same.'
It was a strange realization.
In fact, for him, who has the ability to read minds, facial expressions were just a meaningless mask . Although he had a scary expression on his face, there were people who were kind on the inside.
So, Estio didn't care about his expression. But when he listened to the princess, it seemed that he was a matter of concern.
Normal people do not have the ability to read minds. So, by looking at the facial expression of the other person, you can infer their emotions.
'it's difficult.'
A sigh leaked out.
It was a very difficult task for him to make different expressions depending on the situation for him, who had very little emotional expression. In particular, Estio met more people who were angry and despised than people who laughed at him. He doesn't know how to be angry, but he never learned how to laugh naturally.
When Estio was faced with an unusual problem, Marisa, who gave her worries by saying useless words, became very sorry.
To break through the situation, she hurriedly picked up the glass from the table.
"ruler."
Golden water glistened in a small cup for a teacup.
"Try it. It's made with good petals."
Estio received the glass that the princess gave him without saying a word. Just like Marisa, who likes to be filled with flowers, yellow petals were floating all over the place again this time.
Marisa smiled brightly.
"For our victory."
And Moobin, who was watching the scene while choosing food from another table, stopped for a moment.
'Yes? That?'
Ripe incense has been transmitted with a keen sense of smell. I wondered why it was questionable from the beginning of the toast, but it wasn't tea, it was alcohol.
"Isn't the scent so mild? One more drink."
"Wow, wait a minute."
Mubin, who broke into the same table, picked up an ownerless glass from among the drinks lined up neatly. She and she gulped it down her neck without hesitation. When I tasted it, it became even more obvious.
"Isn't this alcohol?"
"Yes."
It was pretty poisonous.
Of course, regardless of the aristocrats and commoners, these banquets are usually accompanied by alcohol. Although Estio was still a young man, it was not a problem since he was already an adult.
With his gaze behind him as to what the problem was, Mubin confirmed to S.T.O this time.
"Estio-sama, I've never had alcohol..."
"there is."
Estio now knew that the drink that the other person suggested to eat together was a sign of wanting to get to know each other. Without hesitation, he emptied his glass.
When he said it was okay, Moobin didn't say anything more and sat down next to him. She thought she was going to get in trouble if she got drunk, so she intervened, but Estio wasn't an ordinary human anyway, so she didn't seem likely to be easily affected by alcohol.
'It's not good to be overprotective.'
There was a clear difference between protecting the owner as a guardian and overprotecting it. Moobin dabbed her mouth, vowing that she would be careful not to cross the line too much.
After having another drink to appease her shyness, only then did she become interested in the great quality of the princess's liquor. It was moderately sweet and had a taste that melted on the tip of the tongue.
Moobin truly admired it.
"By the way, I enjoy alcohol quite a bit, but this is the first time I've smelled something like this. What kind of alcohol is it made of?"
"Huhu, the raw material is a very precious flower with even a legend."
Marisa was very proud when her homemade alcohol was recognized.
"Nectar Tantalus, it's really hard to see a child who blooms once in ten years."
"Hey, that's a classy name."
From the moment the flower blooms, from the root to the leaves, the whole thing shines in golden light. Because of its beautiful color, it was also known as 'Goldencho' in the folklore instead of its original name.
Marisa generously gave out wine made with flowers as expensive as gold. It means that you have opened your heart to them. Marisa, who was excited in a warm atmosphere, added a legend related to alcohol.
"Nectar has been made with alcohol since ancient times. It's a legend, but there's even a saying that a cup of nectar will bring you to the world."
If there was such a legend, the royal family enjoyed drinking it. Isn't this the perfect drink for Emperor Lubarzan, who has already conquered the world? Mubin smiled bitterly and took another glass of nectar from his mouth.
"Because it is said that the nectar flower was actually a drug that dazzled the dragon tribe. It's a very interesting legend, isn't it?"
"Pooh ooh!"
"Hey, hey ball? Why is that?"
When Moobin, who was listening well, suddenly spouted alcohol like a fountain, Princess Marisa opened her eyes. Her maids were busy wiping away the soiled tablecloths.
Mubin gently wiped the water that ran down his chin and shook his hand.
"Just, cool. It's a drug...!"
"Hey, are you surprised by that? It's okay. Nectar is a completely harmless flower to humans."
Princess Marisa smiled as she watched Moobin reacted like a child to a legend.
"Instead, it has a scent that attracts dragons, just like there is a grass that cats and dogs have a special reaction to."
nah
The black cat that was sitting proudly on Estio's lap and brushing its fur shrugged.
"All dragons died a long time ago, so now they are pitiful flowers that have lost their dazzling target."
'It's a horn to lose...!'
The vulgar words that I couldn't say out loud scratched my throat violently and went down. Mubin looked at his master with a trembling pupil.
Estio, who had not yet realized what the problem was, was silently listening to their conversation. The soiree, who was engulfed in astonishment except for herself and the princess, fell into a strange silence.
Fortunately, nectar alcohol didn't seem to have a hallucinatory effect on Estio like alcohol or drugs. His complexion was perfectly fine.
Mubin, who had glanced at Estio's complexion, was relieved immediately.
'Yes, the nectar legend is just a legend. Because it has not been proven to be effective!'
It is a new story to say that a drug that attracts dragons exists. If it could dazzle a dragon, even called the representative of the gods, it was obviously a flower from the devil. Such a vicious flower is called 'Golden Herb' and there is no way that it can be distributed. So, Moobin tried hard to ignore the legend.
"Estio."
Nyaan.
Tsuki, who was sitting on Estio's lap, tapped his forearm.
"You'd better not drink it."
He had already had one drink, but it seemed better not to drink any more. Following the purring black cat's persuasion, Estio meekly set the glass down.
In the eyes of other people, it was a cat that was playing pranks on its owner.
"Oh, didn't you say you had something to say?"
Of course there was.
Estio finally brought out the topic he had been hesitant about whether to say it or not.
"Do you remember the crystal flower I returned to the princess?"
"Oh, that kid."
As much as his worries were insignificant, the princess immediately remembered the flower she had grown.
"Among the children I have raised with my own hands, I chose it as a gift for you because it is the prettiest flower that bloomed this year. I didn't know that it would come back."
"The crystal flower was withering."
"Oh, did you know that?"
Marisa was amazed. This was especially true because crystal flowers are not common plants. She added one more line to the image of Estio that she had organized in her head: 'People who are interested in flowers'.
"That's right. The flowers are still in full bloom, but they will wither away soon. But it's natural. Crystal flowers are first-year."
As soon as I heard the explanation, there were small shouts of ah-ah. Come to think of it, flowers generally have a short lifespan.
"Flowers always repeat the life of blooming and losing, blooming and losing again. New seeds sprout from the place where the flowers have fallen, and beautiful flowers bloom in the spring of the following year."
Having said that, Marisa realized that there was a misunderstanding in the gift she had sent. It was just right for her to feel that she had deliberately sent a withered flower this way.
"As beautiful as it is, the innate lifespan is short, and I didn't intentionally send flowers of low quality. Please don't misunderstand..."
"The flower asked for it herself."
Princess Marisa's expression hardened vaguely at the word that came in out of nowhere.
"Yeah? Just what?"
93
4 Estio
- Episode 17
"I know that the benefits that each other seeks through commissioning are different. Still, it's not always easy to offer to be my people at the most dangerous moment."
"Majesty."
"The dinner is my little reward. It hasn't started in earnest yet, but I hope you can forget the fight and rest for today."
When Marisa finished speaking, she laughed out loud.
His gratitude to them was genuine without a single lie. Soon, at her instructions, trays of hot dishes were brought to the table. It was a buffet-style soiree where you could walk around and choose your favorite food.
Even though it was a commissioned relationship, Mubin narrowed her eyes when she saw the princess who started enjoying a dinner with commoners.
'this person is.'
It was different from the cowardly emperor.
Apart from the clever mind that knows how to take advantage of the given opportunity, I could tell just by looking at the character that treated the Ignis guild members. He was deeply aware of why the reputation of being the first princess in the world had to be so good.
People recognize good monarchs. Even if she doesn't want her to be king.
Therefore, it was natural for the other brothers to check Marisa, who showed off her outstanding qualities.
"Sir Marisa."
"Is there a story you want to tell?"
Marisa, who was enjoying her meal comfortably, heard the call and wiped her lips with a tissue.
"Estio."
It was Estio, not Mubin, who spoke to the princess again. Marisa was attuned to her because he seldom opened her mouth first. But when she confirmed that he had not touched the food, she looked apologetic.
"Oh, is it uncomfortable? Would you like to avoid the seat?"
"no."
It would be inconvenient for the guild members to have an imperial family in the dining room. She thought that Marisa had been stuck without her noticing that she was in agony.
But even that way, Estio didn't bother her all the time. He usually uses an erratic tone that he doesn't know whether it is polite or not, and he often commits rudeness because he doesn't know anything about etiquette. Marisa didn't even bother with that kind of rudeness on purpose, so he didn't really care either.
Marisa, who had been contemplating for a while, suddenly met Estio's eyes and opened her mouth impulsively.
"expression......."
"?"
"Your face. Is it like that?"
It was a random question. Marisa, who faced Estio's strange expression, not knowing what to say to her, recognized her mistake and hurriedly corrected it.
"I'm not criticizing you! I was just curious because they always had the same expression. Mi, I'm sorry. Were you in a bad mood?"
"......no."
Estio, who had to give the same answer twice, wiped his face awkwardly.
'It's weird if they always look the same.'
It was a strange realization.
In fact, for him, who has the ability to read minds, facial expressions were just a meaningless mask . Although he had a scary expression on his face, there were people who were kind on the inside.
So, Estio didn't care about his expression. But when he listened to the princess, it seemed that he was a matter of concern.
Normal people do not have the ability to read minds. So, by looking at the facial expression of the other person, you can infer their emotions.
'it's difficult.'
A sigh leaked out.
It was a very difficult task for him to make different expressions depending on the situation for him, who had very little emotional expression. In particular, Estio met more people who were angry and despised than people who laughed at him. He doesn't know how to be angry, but he never learned how to laugh naturally.
When Estio was faced with an unusual problem, Marisa, who gave her worries by saying useless words, became very sorry.
To break through the situation, she hurriedly picked up the glass from the table.
"ruler."
Golden water glistened in a small cup for a teacup.
"Try it. It's made with good petals."
Estio received the glass that the princess gave him without saying a word. Just like Marisa, who likes to be filled with flowers, yellow petals were floating all over the place again this time.
Marisa smiled brightly.
"For our victory."
And Moobin, who was watching the scene while choosing food from another table, stopped for a moment.
'Yes? That?'
Ripe incense has been transmitted with a keen sense of smell. I wondered why it was questionable from the beginning of the toast, but it wasn't tea, it was alcohol.
"Isn't the scent so mild? One more drink."
"Wow, wait a minute."
Mubin, who broke into the same table, picked up an ownerless glass from among the drinks lined up neatly. She and she gulped it down her neck without hesitation. When I tasted it, it became even more obvious.
"Isn't this alcohol?"
"Yes."
It was pretty poisonous.
Of course, regardless of the aristocrats and commoners, these banquets are usually accompanied by alcohol. Although Estio was still a young man, it was not a problem since he was already an adult.
With his gaze behind him as to what the problem was, Mubin confirmed to S.T.O this time.
"Estio-sama, I've never had alcohol..."
"there is."
Estio now knew that the drink that the other person suggested to eat together was a sign of wanting to get to know each other. Without hesitation, he emptied his glass.
When he said it was okay, Moobin didn't say anything more and sat down next to him. She thought she was going to get in trouble if she got drunk, so she intervened, but Estio wasn't an ordinary human anyway, so she didn't seem likely to be easily affected by alcohol.
'It's not good to be overprotective.'
There was a clear difference between protecting the owner as a guardian and overprotecting it. Moobin dabbed her mouth, vowing that she would be careful not to cross the line too much.
After having another drink to appease her shyness, only then did she become interested in the great quality of the princess's liquor. It was moderately sweet and had a taste that melted on the tip of the tongue.
Moobin truly admired it.
"By the way, I enjoy alcohol quite a bit, but this is the first time I've smelled something like this. What kind of alcohol is it made of?"
"Huhu, the raw material is a very precious flower with even a legend."
Marisa was very proud when her homemade alcohol was recognized.
"Nectar Tantalus, it's really hard to see a child who blooms once in ten years."
"Hey, that's a classy name."
From the moment the flower blooms, from the root to the leaves, the whole thing shines in golden light. Because of its beautiful color, it was also known as 'Goldencho' in the folklore instead of its original name.
Marisa generously gave out wine made with flowers as expensive as gold. It means that you have opened your heart to them. Marisa, who was excited in a warm atmosphere, added a legend related to alcohol.
"Nectar has been made with alcohol since ancient times. It's a legend, but there's even a saying that a cup of nectar will bring you to the world."
If there was such a legend, the royal family enjoyed drinking it. Isn't this the perfect drink for Emperor Lubarzan, who has already conquered the world? Mubin smiled bitterly and took another glass of nectar from his mouth.
"Because it is said that the nectar flower was actually a drug that dazzled the dragon tribe. It's a very interesting legend, isn't it?"
"Pooh ooh!"
"Hey, hey ball? Why is that?"
When Moobin, who was listening well, suddenly spouted alcohol like a fountain, Princess Marisa opened her eyes. Her maids were busy wiping away the soiled tablecloths.
Mubin gently wiped the water that ran down his chin and shook his hand.
"Just, cool. It's a drug...!"
"Hey, are you surprised by that? It's okay. Nectar is a completely harmless flower to humans."
Princess Marisa smiled as she watched Moobin reacted like a child to a legend.
"Instead, it has a scent that attracts dragons, just like there is a grass that cats and dogs have a special reaction to."
nah
The black cat that was sitting proudly on Estio's lap and brushing its fur shrugged.
"All dragons died a long time ago, so now they are pitiful flowers that have lost their dazzling target."
'It's a horn to lose...!'
The vulgar words that I couldn't say out loud scratched my throat violently and went down. Mubin looked at his master with a trembling pupil.
Estio, who had not yet realized what the problem was, was silently listening to their conversation. The soiree, who was engulfed in astonishment except for herself and the princess, fell into a strange silence.
Fortunately, nectar alcohol didn't seem to have a hallucinatory effect on Estio like alcohol or drugs. His complexion was perfectly fine.
Mubin, who had glanced at Estio's complexion, was relieved immediately.
'Yes, the nectar legend is just a legend. Because it has not been proven to be effective!'
It is a new story to say that a drug that attracts dragons exists. If it could dazzle a dragon, even called the representative of the gods, it was obviously a flower from the devil. Such a vicious flower is called 'Golden Herb' and there is no way that it can be distributed. So, Moobin tried hard to ignore the legend.
"Estio."
Nyaan.
Tsuki, who was sitting on Estio's lap, tapped his forearm.
"You'd better not drink it."
He had already had one drink, but it seemed better not to drink any more. Following the purring black cat's persuasion, Estio meekly set the glass down.
In the eyes of other people, it was a cat that was playing pranks on its owner.
"Oh, didn't you say you had something to say?"
Of course there was.
Estio finally brought out the topic he had been hesitant about whether to say it or not.
"Do you remember the crystal flower I returned to the princess?"
"Oh, that kid."
As much as his worries were insignificant, the princess immediately remembered the flower she had grown.
"Among the children I have raised with my own hands, I chose it as a gift for you because it is the prettiest flower that bloomed this year. I didn't know that it would come back."
"The crystal flower was withering."
"Oh, did you know that?"
Marisa was amazed. This was especially true because crystal flowers are not common plants. She added one more line to the image of Estio that she had organized in her head: 'People who are interested in flowers'.
"That's right. The flowers are still in full bloom, but they will wither away soon. But it's natural. Crystal flowers are first-year."
As soon as I heard the explanation, there were small shouts of ah-ah. Come to think of it, flowers generally have a short lifespan.
"Flowers always repeat the life of blooming and losing, blooming and losing again. New seeds sprout from the place where the flowers have fallen, and beautiful flowers bloom in the spring of the following year."
Having said that, Marisa realized that there was a misunderstanding in the gift she had sent. It was just right for her to feel that she had deliberately sent a withered flower this way.
"As beautiful as it is, the innate lifespan is short, and I didn't intentionally send flowers of low quality. Please don't misunderstand..."
"The flower asked for it herself."
Princess Marisa's expression hardened vaguely at the word that came in out of nowhere.
"Yeah? Just what?"
