Erica - When a Friend is Obsessed With Me

Chapter 46

Erica cried and fumed.

"At least I became a Swordmaster at the right time, so I'm not going to cry. Just take the Holy Grail and recover!"

If the roles were reversed, Master would have done the same thing.

The old man kept grumbling,

"I really wanted to join Tenearha!"

That was just yesterday. But anyway.

"You told me to have fun, to do everything that looks like fun."

Pechenik's expression remained hard despite his pupil's impassioned words. He swiped at his face in frustration.

"It's no fun. I've done it."

"I'll give it a try and let you know what I think."

"It's not fun."

"Why do you get to decide that when I haven't tried it?"

"You stubborn brat!"

"Who do you think I take after?"

Pechenik felt a sense of responsibility as he watched the child grow up to be just like him.

Who had raised her by hand? Erica was strong-hearted and fearless.

She didn't know what she'd done, didn't realize how irreversible and ridiculous it was.

After a long silence, Pechenik finally spoke.

"I will meet with Marquis Knobel."

"You can't!"

"I know!"

The deed was done, and there was no turning back.

Pechenik gritted his teeth, thinking of what to do next. He had to meet with the now-unfriendly Tenearha before she returned to the Islands.

There was no time.

He would remind them that he was Erica's guardian, ask him to do a few things while entrusting him with his student, insist, argue, and if things got out of hand, he would take out his sword and vent his anger.

In any case, he had a lot to say to Marquis Knobel.

"You... don't come see me for a while."

"Eh?"

Pechenik turned on his heel and left the room.

"Eeeehhh?!"

Left alone, the student stared in disbelief.

***

Disappointed.

Disappointed 2.

Erica and Chaud squatted down side by side, curled into balls as they dug into the soil with their branches.

Chaud was the first to apologize.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that."

"I was going to get in trouble anywa."

Erica replied, sullen.

It was shocking that Master had declared he wouldn't see her.

She had to leave for the island soon, but she wanted to see his face just a little longer.

'I thought he collapsed yesterday.'

Even though she was worried, she couldn't go to see him.

She wondered how he was doing with the Grail of Magretta. What if Master had gotten tired of it and thrown it on the ground?