Chapter 13. Discomfort (3)
Leaving their work in Astepor behind, the two of them moved their busy steps again.
Emilia, who had regained consciousness on the way, asked what had happened, but Ludwig dismissed the story, saying that he must have fallen asleep due to travel poisoning.
Emilia looked like she had more to say, but luckily she didn’t ask him further.
Lutentia, who thought she would arrive around dawn, was surprisingly able to arrive only after dawn.
When I came here again, I realized that it was a huge city.
Even that Albion wasn’t that developed. After all, does this mean that you can tell the prestige of a family just by looking at the city it governs?
“What would you like to do? Shall we go straight to our home?”
The coachman was talking to Ludwig who came out as the carriage was about to stand for a while.
If there was anything left to see in the village, it would have been better to leave the carriage in a suitable place and walk around on two feet, or leave the carriage at the main house and pick it up later.
Ludwig thought about it for a moment, then shook his head.
Emilia didn’t seem to wake up right away, so it would be better to leave it alone.
Besides, the fact that the female knight, who was always extremely diligent, did not wake up like this might be the aftereffects of Goddess Hypresia’s visit.
In any case, it would be best to rest as much as possible.
“Yes, please. Emilia seems to be quite tired, too, so it must be urgent to get rid of travel poisoning.”
“Yes, Bocchan. I will do as you command.”
The coachman of the Bayemurn family, who had gotten to know him quite well over the course of several days, was now calling Ludwig a young man, not a Confucius.
Perhaps it was because they were already engaged, and above all, Stefan himself threatened the members of the family to treat him as his own son.
“Oh, and this is a small thank you. I was going to tell you about it from Albion, but I forgot.”
Ludwig, who had finally remembered something he had forgotten, took something out of his arms.
It’s just a money bag.
Even though the opponent was a descendant of the Bayemurn family, it didn’t change the fact that they had suffered because of the journey for several days.
At the very least, I wanted to do something in return as a person.
“Oh, I’ll take your heart. After receiving this, I will have no face to see the head of the family.”
“Sir Stephen, I will also keep my mouth shut. Emilia is also sleeping right now, so we can move on to our own business.”
“This is so… … .”
The coachman, who laughed as if he was in trouble, finally decided to cover his eyes just this once.
Besides, it’s a lot of money only from the point of view of herself as a coachman, and the other person is the Ipretz family’s minor head of household and the prospective son-in-law of the Bayemurn family. Rather, not receiving this money could have been rude from his point of view.
The coachman awkwardly bowed his head and politely accepted the bag with both hands.
Only then did Ludwig smile with satisfaction, get back into the carriage, and pull the upper body of Emilia, who was sleeping on the backrest, towards him.
Then, with only his head resting on his thighs, he announced in a low voice that it was okay to start.
All right. All right.
For some reason, it seemed that the horse’s hooves were lighter than before.
Anything would be fine. Ludwig moved his gaze out of the window and looked carefully at the passing people and buildings.
* * * * * * *
Arrived at the Bayemurn family mansion, but Emilia showed no signs of waking up.
Ludwig had no choice but to enlist the help of the coachman and carry her on his back.
After passing through the main gate and arriving at the main building, I saw several people who came to meet me outside.
In the center, of course, stood the Bayemurn couple.
“I just got back. Sir Stefan, Lady Julia.”
“Yes, welcome.”
“It looks like your daughter has taken care of you a lot.”
Oh right.
Ludwig hurriedly shook his head, probably remembering Emilia on his back only then.
“Oh, no. It seems that I was tired from traveling, so I just brought it on my back. Rather, I am… … .”
“hahahaha, I understand. Don’t worry, I won’t push my daughter.”
“Yes… … .”
Stefan burst out laughing and led Ludwig into the mansion.
Yulia was having a hard time by the side, so he told the attendant to take care of Emilia, but Ludwig waved his hand, saying that it was always okay.
It wasn’t particularly heavy, and to be honest, the main reason was that he didn’t want to entrust Emilia to another man, even if he was a member of the Bayemurn family.
“I will lay Emilia down in the room and come back.”
Originally, Emilia, the daughter of the couple, would have to report directly after the fact, but the situation was not feasible.
Therefore, Ludwig laid him down on the bed, checked his sleeping face, and expressed his intention to go to the drawing room.
However, that opinion was lightly ignored by Yulia.
“Don’t worry about us, let’s get rid of travel poisoning first. It’s not too late to share the story later.”
Yulia, who had been anxiously waiting for her companion, had many things she wanted to share right away, but she didn’t want to go so far as to make her prospective son-in-law suffer.
Stefan from the side nodded lightly, as if agreeing, and a faint smile appeared on Ludwig’s lips as he watched.
So, thank you very much.
“Fine. And I also had a lot of things I wanted to tell you two.”
“How can I speak so beautifully? I want my daughter to see and learn from it.”
“Ahahahaha… … .”
If Emilia had heard it, would she have expressed regret? Or did he just nod his head in agreement?
Either way, it was just embarrassing for Ludwig.
By all means, I should thank her for not waking up.
After briefly greeting the two, Ludwig headed straight for Emilia’s room.
Sigh.
After opening the large door and carefully stepping inside, a completely different scene from the room I had seen before was unfolding.
‘Why is the bed like this?’
The bed in Emilia’s room was originally quite large.
Without exaggeration, about three people could lie down and go to sleep.
It was bigger than the bed Ludwig, a man, used at home, so it was easy to guess how big it was.
But for some reason, a bed that was even wider than before greeted him in the room.
At this rate, I wonder if there would be enough space for five people to lie down. Can we call it a bed at this point in the first place?
It’s surprising that the room is so big that even a bed this big doesn’t fill it up.
‘Let’s lay it down for now.’
Does the size of the bed matter? It could have been replaced because it was worn out from long use, and there are many good reasons. I don’t know why they changed it to something so wide.
Whoops.
Ludwig let out a low spirit and carefully sat down on the bed.
Then, she slowly lowered Emilia from her back, head first, and supported her back so she could rest her head on the pillow.
“Ah, a blanket.”
After successfully carrying Emilia, Ludwig was about to turn around and leave.
However, when I remembered something I forgot, I came back and pulled the blanket up to her chest and covered her.
Unlike her neat appearance, she sometimes took off her clothes while sleeping, so I didn’t even know she caught a cold.
When he finished and left the room, a familiar woman stood up and waited for him at the entrance.
“How are you, young master?”
“It’s been a while, Grita.”
It was none other than Emilia’s exclusive maid, Grita.
He had been on a trip with his exclusive lady-in-waiting, Paula, so he was quite familiar with him by now.
“I stopped by to say hello as I will be helping the two of you for the time being.”
“Looks like Mrs. Bonamana Julia said something.”
“Oh, you are quick-witted.”
Stefan respects Ludwig’s opinion as much as possible.
That’s why I knew he didn’t need an attendant or servant, and that’s why he hasn’t given me a servant yet.
Nevertheless, the fact that Grita was in charge of Ludwig along with the original owner, Emilia, means that there was a separate influence.
In that case, there was only one culprit.
“Originally, someone else was going to be in charge, but the head of the household said that the young master doesn’t like having others around… Although I am lacking, I have come to serve the young lady and help the young master by his side.”
“I see.”
Still, thanks to Stefan, it was a relief that no one of the first invitations had come in as an attendant.
He tends to be rather shy, so it was nice to have someone with a familiar face come over anyway.
“Are you going straight to the parlor?”
“I think so.”
“I will see you then. Come this way.”
Ludwig had seen quite a few attendants and maids, but Grita was by far the brightest and liveliest among them.
Even so, it’s strange that it doesn’t feel frivolous.
Perhaps it is thanks to the fact that he himself knows the appropriate line and always keeps a close eye on it so as not to cross it.
“Did you have a pleasant journey?”
“It was fun. Ah, come to think of it, Emilia must have brought a present for Grita.”
“Wow, really? Actually, I wasn’t expecting anything.”
Blinded by the happy journey with Bonama and her fiancé, she thought she would forget about her presents.
To be honest, it was absurd to ask for that from the seed’s point of view.
But even in the midst of that, you thought of yourself. A corner of Gritta’s chest rang with a frown.
“Ah, if that’s the case, then the Bocchan also received Paula’s present… … ?”
“I brought it. If I don’t, I’m afraid of repercussions.”
“That’s right. I’m sure Paula will be happy too.”
Seeing as they don’t even have names behind them, it seems that they’ve become quite close.
Ludwig, who was staring at Grita, who was delighted with his work, thanked Paula for being friendly with her.
I was worried because I was a student who knew nothing but work, but I was more than happy to have such a friend.
“I have made good friends too. You don’t have to thank me.”
“A good friend… Still, it seems like Paula treats Grita the way she treats me.”
“Puhu, I wonder how you can say that.”
That is something that is difficult to describe in words.
Ludwig kept his mouth shut, not wanting to destroy the image of a woman named Paula in Gritta’s head.
Fortunately, she didn’t ask me any more.
As we walked and chatted like that, we were able to reach the front of the drawing room before we knew it.
The attendants must have been told to wait outside, but Stefan and Yulia’s attendants were standing in front of the door and talking.
As the two slowly approached, they hurriedly posed and greeted each other.
Ludwig felt sorry for interrupting his leisurely time.
“Welcome, Bocchan. Two of you are waiting inside.”
Dana, Yulia’s exclusive maid, opened her mouth as a representative and knocked on the door.
Soon after, permission was granted, and when the large door opened, only Grita entered, accompanied by Ludwig.
“I’m sorry for holding on to someone who is tired.”
“It’s what I wanted, so don’t worry about it. wife.”
“Even if I said this, I would have been waiting for you for a long time. My son-in-law was making a fuss all day asking when his daughter would come.”
Well, Yulia’s hobbies were unique even within this family, so there were few people she could communicate with.
In the meantime, Ludwig was the sweet rain he met, so it might be more strange not to wait for him.
“Come on, sit down. There was a mountain of stories I wanted to tell, but I don’t know where to begin.”
“hahahaha… … .”
Looking at Yulia, whose eyes were shining like a baby, Ludwig broke out in a cold sweat.
I should have just said we’ll talk tomorrow.
At this point, I wondered if I would be able to get out even if it was lunchtime.