125 – Scene 125# Home
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The Richart area was reached after a 3-hour carriage ride from Ludlow, the capital of the empire.
According to the investigation, Richard is one of the best granaries in the empire.
Wendy’s hometown was here, where most of the residents were engaged in agriculture.
As soon as I got off the carriage, I didn’t express my feelings at all, but I was a little shocked.
It was because of the fact that this poor place was none other than the Ruelbert family’s estate.
“Among the count’s estates, there were places that were so underdeveloped… .”
Instead of me, Helga expressed her impressions.
I had to completely agree with that statement.
This is the hometown of Peter Wingfield, the protagonist of the original story and Wendy’s older brother.
I thought the Richard drawn in Peter’s flashback was an ordinary country, but in reality it was very shabby.
“Yeah… . Count.”
Looking down, Wendy was standing there.
“Yeah, but why are we in our hometown… ?”
The reason I came here on the weekend was to meet Wendy’s family.
They are the descendants of warriors. Perhaps among them, there might be a character comparable to Named.
If that’s the case, I was thinking of turning them into gems, which are no different from gemstones.
Because I had the power to do that.
Of course, I couldn’t talk like that, so I decided to look around in moderation.
“… Richart is an important area for Aslan’s supply. When I had time like this, I visited because I wanted to see it with my own eyes. But as far as I know, Wendy, I heard that your family has lived here for a long time.”
“Yeah… .”
“Then it would be perfect as a guide. Guide them to your families.”
“Go, to the family?”
“yes.”
But Wendy was visibly hesitant.
“Why?”
“Oh no… . It’s too sudden. The Count said he was meeting my family… .”
“I just need someone familiar with this place. Or is there any reason why you can’t guide me?”
“No, no! Never.”
“Then take the lead.”
“Ugh, ugh… . I see… .”
Worried about, Wendy eventually gave up and took the lead.
I followed her and looked around.
It was a typical rural landscape.
On one side, rice fields were spread out, and there were serfs harvesting grain everywhere.
At first glance, this year was a prosperous year.
The golden fields of barley seemed to sparkle.
However, the faces of the serfs harvesting there were very dark.
I thought I knew what face it was.
A look that only those who have suffered from extreme poverty for a long time can make.
It was a face of despair.
Taking my eyes off the gloomy scene, I quietly opened my mouth.
“… Come to think of it.”
“Yeah…?”
“I heard you send your monthly salary to your family.”
“No, that’s right. I am constantly sending letters and money. I’m glad I can spend more than before thanks to the Count.”
“Then I’m glad.”
“Yes! Ehehehe… .”
Wendy smiled bashfully as if she was in a good mood.
If I remember correctly, Wendy was a filial daughter who sent all of her salary to her family except for the bare minimum living expenses. Despite her young age, she was fulfilling her role as the eldest daughter.
Wendy, who was lost in thought of her family, said as if she had suddenly remembered it.
“ah… . But I don’t know if everyone is doing well these days… .”
“yes? Don’t you know?”
“That, that… . I haven’t been able to reply since you’ve been busy with farming for a while… . Oh, maybe it’s because it’s harvest time and you have to work all day… .”
“Hmm… ? is that so?”
Hearing Wendy’s words, Helga tilted her head as if something was strange.
And I had the same doubts.
After Wendy became my exclusive maid. Salaries have risen incomparably.
Perhaps with the money she sent, he would no longer have to live as a serf. However, it was strange that there was no reply due to farming work.
After a short walk, we arrived at the village.
In fact, it was embarrassing to even call it a village. A densely populated area of houses made of piles of stones. It was nothing more and nothing less.
Even when we entered the village, no one came across us.
Maybe it’s because most of the time I went out to farm work.
There was no popularity in the village.
“uh… ? I think it was somewhere around here… .”
Wendy, who had been walking in front, tilted her eyes.
Apparently, her house was nowhere to be seen.
“I’m sorry. Count. It’s been such a long time since I came… … .”
“Does not matter. You can find it slowly.”
“Yes, yes. Oh, I will go to that house and ask.”
What Wendy pointed out was a shabby hut made of straw.
It was not even a pile of stones, so it looked like the poorest man’s house in this village.
“Cool, cool… !”
Are there any sick patients?
A dry cough was leaking from the hut.
Wendy cleared her throat and opened her mouth.
“Are you there?”
silence is back
The faint sound of coughing also stopped.
Wendy answered the silence and asked again.
“Oh, don’t be here… ?”
“… … Go away!”
A cold reply came.
However, the tongue was so short that it sounded cute.
“Yes… ?”
“he! Sharam is just me! go away! It’s going to be several weeks inside the door!”
I heard the wooden plank door lock.
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Does this shabby house even have its own lock?
When Wendy didn’t know what to do, it was Helga who took her place.
“Come out for a minute.”
Helga approached the door and did nothing.
I just pulled the door.
With just that simple action, the door opened softly.
No, it wasn’t open, it was pulled out through the door.
“Hey… !?”
It was a scruffy-looking girl who fell forward along with the torn door.
“Eh… ?”
“hehehe… .”
“Now, wait… . Please don’t cry.”
Helga tries to soothe a child who is about to burst into tears.
But then, Wendy opened her mouth.
“… Ruri? Are you Ruri?”
“Huh… ?”
The girl slowly turned her head and opened her mouth wide the moment she saw Wendy’s face.
“Oh, sister… ?! Sister Wendy?!”
“yes! it’s me!”
Wendy picked up the fallen girl and hugged her.
Looking at the reaction, I wanted to be Wendy’s younger sister.
It seems to have come to the right place somehow.
Wendy, who had tears in her eyes after seeing her brother whom she hadn’t seen in a while, poured out questions.
“Why, why do you live in a place like this? what house did you live in? What about your family?”
“Hey… . go to work I’m sick, so I’m going to lie down… .”
“Dad?!”
“Cool… . who’s that… ?”
At that time, what appeared from the hut was a skinny man.
Seeing his slightly reddish appearance like Wendy’s hair, I had a hunch.
that he is Wendy’s father.
Wendy’s father, who was constantly coughing, found us.
And as expected, Wendy’s eyes filled with tears when she recognized him.
“Ah, Dad… !”
“Cool… uh huh?”
Wendy fell into her father’s arms.
“Oh my god… ?! you, are you wendy? Are you really my daughter, Wendy?”
“Yes! It’s me! Wendy!”
“Is this a dream? Are you alive?”
Me and Helga stood back and watched, not wanting to interrupt the thrilling father-daughter reunion.
“Wendy, I thought I couldn’t meet you, but… ! cool… . It’s good that you’re alive… . really good… !”
“Dad! Whoa… .”
“My precious daughter… ! I thought the world was ending when you were sold to that notorious pig noble… !”
huh?
“Oh, Dad?!”
“I’m so sorry about this Abby. I never dreamed that the place you went to was the house of a man like that of a human being.”
“Oh no… ! Someone like that… !”
“You don’t have to say anything. I know how hard you must have suffered in the Count’s family. don’t know I must have been tormented by that trashy man. Rumors spread even in the countryside. As for the man’s misdeeds!”
“No! Absolutely misunderstood! Dad! please! Don’t say anything!”
Suddenly, Wendy turned blue and tried to cover her father’s mouth.
But her father spoke in a solemn voice.
“What did I say wrong? I have only a few days left to live, but I will live by saying everything I have to say.”
“Oh no! Hee… ! I-I really want to urge people!”
“Cool cool! I’m not afraid of anything. I will not send you back to such a man! Never for such a worst aristocrat… ! Cool! No, but… … .”
Her father, who finally found me, asked with a wary attitude.
“Who the hell is that handsome guy over there… ? I don’t fit in at all in a country like this… .”
“Oh, Dad… . me, that person… .”
“I am Count Ruelberta, Tristan.”
I quietly opened my mouth.
As he said, with a smile the worst aristocrat would have.
“A man with four daughters.”