Chapter - 11

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Where else did you get it in a second?

Something was sticking out .

... .....what's this.

Contrary to his suspicious behavior, the contents were normal. It was a bouquet of flowers of various modest colors.

But rather than that, his eyes went to Robell.

It was obvious that he was running from somewhere.

He smiled softly, but sweat was dripping down his forehead as if he was tired.

Breathing was also a bit difficult.

Still, the pronunciation was clear, as always.

"A flower."

"・・・・・・ Are you telling because I don't know that now?"

"You promised to reciprocate."

At some point, Edric, who I was about to argue, remembered something.

... That's what Robell brought up, but he was so annoying that he didn't even respond.

But before he could say anything, Lovell quickly approached him on his knees and handed him a bouquet of flowers.

He didn't even have time to refuse.

Nearby, he could see the exact shape of his mouth saying, 'That's a madman', a big servant.
In the midst of the chaos, Edric deeply agreed.

But... it wasn't that the servant wasn't helpful at all. Because this bouquet is better than nothing.

What Robel gave me was definitely more crude than a high-end bouquet, but if my mother liked it, they were all flowers from this area.

Edric awkwardly grabbed the bouquet and dragged it right.
Robel, who quickly recognized the positive sign, looked up at the knight this time.

"Knight, did you bring the flower for your deceased wife?"

Robel took the chrysanthemum from the lowly affirmed knight.

To Edric, it was almost extortion.

"Anything like this. I'll thank the master."

Chrysanthemum of the highest quality was open in that wind.

The stem is dogged.
Edrick was stunned, but he already had a bouquet of flowers for the cemetery, so he decided to pass it on.

Maybe it's because it reminded him of his mother's taste, but honestly, he liked this one more.

Robell then went up to Edrick. he then leaned his torso towards master and he soon said, 'Yes, yes.'

"This is what the master said, asking everyone to wait here for a moment, except for Blivan.''

This time, Edrick, who was about to argue that I was first, bit his mouth.
Robell didn't hate the word that came out of his mouth, even if he did. He did not want to be disturbed among the uncomfortable.

Let Edric be silent.

Blivan approached me quietly watching from behind.

It was a restrained and stout step like a knight.

The people around them were overwhelmed by that alone, and even the sound of their breath died.

"Shall we go?"
Among them, only Lovell was smiling.

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"Damn you bastard..."

The village chief put the bottle to his mouth and gulped it down.

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