Misogong (微笑公).
Misogong (微笑公).
“shit!!! damn it! damn it! That damned Marnac son of a bitch!”
The pillow thrown by Batis flew off and crashed into the wall, then fell down. He struggled on the covers and vented his anger incessantly.
“It’s just tearing it to shreds and killing it on the spot! no i had to!!! Why did you dry me up!!! Hilden!!!”
Hilden, the former head of the eastern branch of Ilech, sat in a chair and sipped tea as he answered.
“If I ran amok on the spot yesterday, I would never get the results Prince Batis wanted, so I stopped.”
After he was saved by Batis in the capital, he realized that this unscrupulous prince was not a completely spoiled human being. He was just a very, very immature child. In addition, once his life was saved, he had to somehow pay for his life to be freed.
Hilden picked up the cookie prepared by Irmelga, put it in her mouth and chewed it.
“In the first place, isn’t the prince not very interested in Princess Dakia? She just needed the cause her position would bring. That’s why it was right not to run wild yesterday. Yesterday the tavern was very much a favorite of the upper class of Beatus. If the prince quarreled with the priest named Marnak there, the Dacian princess’s private affairs would have spread far and wide to the upper class of Beatus, and Prince Batis would have had to break off his engagement to the princess for the sake of face.”
After taking another sip of tea, Hilden shrugged.
“No matter how you think about it, yesterday was the right way to deal with it. The prince knows that well, so he’s taking his anger out on that stupid pillow like this.”
At that sharp blow, Batis glared at Hilden and shouted.
“know! yes i know! But that’s it! When I saw this with my own two eyes, for some reason, I was extremely excited. This is it! huh? I thought I had no feelings for sure, but when I saw my fiancé whining in the arms of another man, my stomach was upset!!!”
Hilden recalled a similar case as he saw Batis in anger. A typical child who, when he sees another child playing with a toy he has no interest in, becomes possessive and cannot stop taking it away. Just like the children he left behind in the East Branch did.
When I thought of my children, I wanted to see a bear-like wife and rabbit-like children.
However, unlike the mind, the body could not leave immediately. Thanks to the three princes of the dragon kingdom, they had to repay the debt so that they could preserve their position as the head of the eastern branch of Ilech, which was endangered by the destruction of the central government.
It was unknown when he would be able to pay it off, but Hilden was determined to do as much as he could and then leave.
he said in a languid voice.
“You have to be patient. You absolutely have to be patient. There is an old saying that blessings come naturally to those who are patient.”
Batis, who was struggling violently on the bed, spoke in a growling voice.
“If I hold on like this, do you think my outfit will explode first? Shall we just go and slay that Marnak right now? huh? You can just screw it up without anyone knowing!”
‘Because that seems impossible!’
That lizard prince had never taken care of things himself, so he couldn’t get a sense of it, but he wasn’t himself. As a result of leading the affairs related to Marnak, Hilden realized more than anyone else that he was not an easy-going human figure.
Whether in terms of personality or skill. Hilden acknowledged that the dragon prince was strong as a dragon race, but even if Batis was really stronger than Marnak, he judged that it would be impossible to deal with it quietly like the dragon prince said.
If Batis attacked, it was clear that he would make a fuss by arguing with Marnak. Then, of course, the secrets of the Princess of Dacia would be clearly revealed all over Beatus, and the day he would repay his debt to the Dragon Prince would be very, very far away.
At that time, Hilden was thinking about what to say to calm Batis this time.
With a tinkling sound, Irmelga’s servant opened the door and entered. Batis said while lying on the bed.
“what’s the matter?”
The servant bowed his head deeply and then answered clearly.
“Because Princess Dacia asked me to let you know when she returns to the mansion, I’m here to inform you that Princess Dacia has returned to the mansion.”
Batis jumped out of bed and shouted at the servant.
“what? The princess of Dacia came to the mansion? why!”
“I don’t know that either.”
“So, where is Princess Dacia now?”
“The princess went straight to Sir Dougleck Martin’s office.”
“Anyway, Princess Dakia is now in this mansion.”
Batis quickly put on his coat hanging on a hanger. Hilden looked at him blankly and asked.
“What are you trying to do?”
“What is it! I’m going to see my fiancee. We haven’t even had a proper conversation yet!”
Hilden clicked his tongue and said.
“If I go, I won’t see anything good.”
“why?”
At Batis’ question, Hilden turned her head and asked the servant.
“Did the princess come alone?”
The servant shook his head and replied.
“You went to Sir Martin’s office with a priest named Marnac.”
Hearing the servant’s answer, Batis shouted as if in a fit.
“Why the hell is that bastard hanging around with someone else’s fiancée like that!!! why!!!”
***
Shiny hair.
Douggle Martin was a stout man, between old and middle age. The veins and tendons clearly prominent on his thick fingers and forearms, which were signing on papers, were constantly wriggling as if he insisted that he could still run amok in active duty.
He was bald, but he had a very full beard on his chin, as if hairs had grown out of his chin that should have gone to hair.
As Dacia and I entered the office, Douggle Martin took off the glasses from his nose and set them down on the desk before slowly opening his mouth.
“Long time no see. Princess Dacia. Did you enjoy running away? You seem to have been doing well with your clear face, so I feel a little at ease.”
Dacia bowed her head towards Dougleck.
“long time no see. Sir Martin.”
Douggle Martin replied, wiping his glasses with a cloth.
“Somehow, it seems that the princess’s voice has thorns on it?”
Dacia glared at Dougleck with her eyes narrowed.
“Am I to Sir Martin? I had no intention of doing that, but if Sir Martin felt that way, wouldn’t it be because Sir Martin has something on his mind?”
‘You’ve blocked my personal safe!’
‘killing!!!’
In my arms, my mother said, ‘Give me my gold!!! You old man!!!” he shouted harshly. At times like this, I wondered if the fact that my mother could not speak was a blessing in a way. If everyone else could understand her mother’s meaning, the difficulties she had gone through would have at least doubled.
Dougleck said in an extremely relaxed manner. As if I just realized it.
“Ah, did you come here because I blocked Princess Dakia’s access to her personal safe?”
Dacia bit her lip and replied.
“Why did you take such action?”
“That is very simple.”
Dougleck put the polished glasses down on the desk and continued.
“If I don’t do that, the princess might never come back to this mansion again.”
“…”
While Dacia was speechless for a moment, Douglek took his eyes off Dacia and looked at me.
“Is the handsome man over there a priest named Marnak?”
I nodded lightly and answered.
“yes. It is called Marnak, which enshrines the goddess of maintenance (維持) who protects daily life.”
“Is that all?”
Dougleck picked up a piece of paper and read it slowly.
“Guys’ demon-slayer, Kelton’s antagonist and Eradico’s savior.”
He closed the paper and smiled at me.
“I found out that he was a very famous person.”
I answered with a smile.
“All these are exaggerated rumors. In the first place, when rumors are transmitted through people’s mouths, they inevitably inflate their bodies by blowing a lot of breath into them. What I really did is probably far less than you’ve been told.”
“I know very well that you do everything for good, no matter how big or small.”
Dougleck looked at me and said.
“Dong Miso wants to see Priest Marnak.”
“yes?”
At those words, Dakia asked back as if she was dumbfounded.
“But my father…”
Yes, he was senile. The senile family owner wants to see me. why?
Before Dakia’s words were even finished, Douglek looked at Dakia and said.
“Princess.”
It was a short word, but it contained an unspoken pressure to remain silent about family matters. Dakia swallowed her words at the pressure of the old knight.
When Dakia was silent, he looked at me with a benevolent smile and said.
“I’ll be talking with the princess about the safe, so Priest Marnak will visit you for a short while.”
I’ve never had a conversation with an old man.
Here, my refusal of Mr. Misco’s invitation was tantamount to being polite, so I had no choice but to leave Dakia alone and follow the servant to Mr. Mrs.’s room.
The highest floor of the mansion. The servant who guided me to the deepest room bowed his head to me and said.
“Smiley Gong is inside. I’m not allowed to go in here, so you have to go in alone from here.”
“Ah yes. Thanks for the guidance.”
When I bowed my head to express my gratitude, the servant bowed his head to me and slowly walked away.
I opened the huge door and entered the room.
In the huge room, where all the windows were closed with thick curtains, it was very dark even in broad daylight.
Light from flickering candles and blazing firewood. The lights were lighting up the room.
Prince Carlto Irmel was sitting in a rocking chair and bobbing in front of the fireplace.
Shiny silver hair down to her waist. Although his face was full of wrinkles, those wrinkles were just an accessory that added to his style.
His handsome face, which insists that age-old beauty is like this, made me immediately understand why this man was given the name Misogong (微笑公).
He looked at me with his golden eyes and said softly.
“Nice to meet you.”
I asked in a bewildered voice at that voice that made me feel dizzy.
“I heard that you are not feeling well…”
he replied in a light voice.
“Recently, I came to my senses by accident. Come and sit down. I have something to tell you.”
