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Pierre looked at Erina’s name written on the paper for quite some time.
“Hmm— I don’t think that the Demon King will be kidnapped by mere humans, but I think we need to investigate. A human who disappeared with the Demon King.”
“Or maybe she caught his weakness?”
Pfft!
It was a rare expression of Pierre’s emotions.
“Does he have any weaknesses?”
“… There are exceptions like Saint Serdebella.”
“…….”
Pierre, who was consistent in a relaxed posture, put the paper deep in his arms.
The human woman that Demon King Kaylehartz first showed interest in, ‘Serdebella Renee’.
Pierre couldn’t know for sure whether the interest was love, but one thing was certain: the Demon King was deeply involved in anything that had to do with her, so that anyone would feel it was reckless. A typical example was the mark of the token.
Pierre was disappointed that the Demon King, who was said to be more almighty than the unknown that exists beyond the earth and the sky, beyond the world, and who possesses the highest authority and power that no one dares to surpass, was moved by a single human woman.
In other words, his personal feelings toward Serdebella were not good. Very much too.
‘I thought that human woman would become a stumbling block for the Demon King.’
“So, did you find any traces of that woman?”
“I’ve identified all the people related to Erina Holden, and she’s an orphan. Abandoned in Bennon Village, an old candle maker took her and raised her.”
“The candle maker must be dead, no clue after all?”
“Of course he died. The last person who the Demon King killed was the candle maker.”
“It must have been a worthwhile death. Anyway, what is dead is dead.”
As he thought that the light of the cloudy sky was unusual, all of a sudden, heavy dark clouds were gathering over his head. Raynon wiped the raindrops off his cheek with his thumb.
“There’s still a clue.”
“Then, can you tell me quickly? I hate rain.”
“There was a postman who delivered the last time there before Bennon disappeared. There was also a letter for Erina Holden. A man named Theron Abitz knew Erina Holden. The content of the letter is roughly ‘I like the place where I live, so come visit me?”
“Where is it?”
“The capital, Trencia.”
Even in Bennon, where human touch had been removed, the sky was fair and a strong summer rain began to fall.
* * *
Drip, drip.
The raindrops pounded on the window incessantly to announce its own presence.
I sat dragging a chair in front of the window, resting my chin and staring endlessly at the rain outside. The rain didn’t seem to stop anytime soon. Ooh, I think I’m going to have an optical illusion.
“When will it calm down?”
The sky was dark all day, and I wondered what to use the time with. Perhaps because of that, Merson was also lying in bed later than usual, enjoying a good sleep.
Last night, I left the child alone and my heart continues to be bothered. The way he slept comfortably while breathing out his low breath regularly, somehow stimulated my protective instinct. Hush, hush, sleep tight.
I walked over to Merson and pulled the duvet that had slipped under his chest up to just below his chin.
“… What does rain have to do with it?”
It was the perfect weather to get a match with Chenin as the thick and rough raindrops quickly fell to the ground.
“I will take care of it and come back.”
I held the one and only black umbrella at home. Oh, it’s like the main character holding their sword in front of the enemy in the climax of a movie.
Whiingg-!
When the door was opened, the wind and rain rushed into the house. My house is going to get wet all over!
I quickly opened my umbrella and went out of the house. However, rain water came in from the front, back, side, and even from the bottom of the hand holding the umbrella.
“I’m not one to back away from the rain, pfft, pfftt.”
It’s raining so much, so I have to refrain from talking.
Eventually, I folded the umbrella and walked with it tucked into my waist. Like a valiant knight on the verge of war!
Bang! Bang!
It’s not ‘knock, knock’, it’s ‘bang, bang’. I knocked on the door with my fist.
Whiingg-
My hair kept hitting my cheeks and it hurt so much. Please open the door quickly.
“Who?”
“Village chief, this is Erina.”
“It’s raining hard, did you come here because of something?”
As I entered the house, water was dripping all over my body. I unintentionally made a small well in the front door of the village chief’s house.
“What is it? Oh, Miss Erina.”
Yes you bitch…….
Chenin greeted me in a relaxed position, sitting on the living room sofa, leaning her body deeply against it. Seeing that the village chief’s rocking chair was moved right in front of her, the two of them must have been having a conversation.
“Chief, I’m sorry. So, I would like to say something to your precious (really difficult to say) granddaughter.”
“Huh? What is it?”
Chenin tilted her head slightly to the side and blinked.
‘What are you talking about?’
Alright, let’s do it. I’ll show this bitch what the Korean people are like!
I couldn’t move, lest the rainwater collect more into the house, so I stood there and took a deep breath.
“You bitch like the monsoonal period rainy season, if you’re ignorant, you should at least have a conscience. Where are you trying to quench your filthy lust by drugging an innocent child?! If you don’t want to be grinded to the asphalt, go and apologize right away. Do it for me too! What kind of Countess! **** you, **** the class system! Long live the Donghak Peasant Revolution*! Do you want me to burn your calves with the whip of democracy?! uh?!”
“…….”
“…….”
“Can I say more?!”
As I took another deep breath, the village chief raised his arm and hurriedly stopped me. No, let go. Wait a minute.
“… Huh! What vulgar…….”
“Want me to show you what real vulgarity is?”
As I ran with my umbrella, Chenin flinched and stood up. At this time, the village chief clings to my waist.
“Oh my, young newlywed. Calm down! Calm down!”
My clothes got wet from the rain, so water seeped into the village chief’s clothes. I couldn’t ignore the village chief, who was begging, so I put down the umbrella.
“Chief, you’re wet.”
Then I grabbed the village chief’s shoulder and pulled him away from me.
“… Is it because of the incident yesterday? Oh dear! That medicine is bad.”
“What?”
“It’s normal for a signal to come immediately after eating, but no matter how much I feed, he doesn’t even blink an eye? It’s unfortunate isn’t it? if not… Is your husband having some trouble there?”
This fucking bitch.
The village chief shook his head vigorously. In the end, I had to control my anger by clenching my fists.
At that moment, it was not enough for Chenin to walk in front of me without any fear, making a sound of shoes.
“Grandpa, as I said. Don’t you have to empty Sezaine next year?”
What kind of bullshit is this> Chenin’s words turned to the village chief, but her eyes were looking at me. It was a clear attitude that she was telling me to listen to this nonsense.
“Baby, I was born and raised here like the people of this village. Where would I go?”
“That’s your situation.”
Chenin turned and walked closer to the village chief. Then she lowered her eyebrows and opened her mouth with an expression like a pathetic heroine.
“How could I, with nothing, be married to a Count? It’s all because of this one land. Do you want to see me kicked out of the County and abandoned again?”
The village chief could not respond and bit his mouth with a gloomy face. Tens of thousands of emotions intersect in his eyes, which were suffocating with boredom.
“Wait, why are you giving this land as you please? What about permission from other villagers?!”
“Look at the low-ranking people talking without manners. Your arrogance ends here.”
“Don’t be silly, just answer the question.”
One corner of Chenin’s lips rose meanly.
“Ahh. Permission? Why do I have to take it?”
“What? That’s…… !”
As I was trying to say, “Because they are the landowners,” I realized that I was missing a very important fact. This is the situation in the novel. Up until now, we have called the village chief comfortably, but in fact, he…….
“This land is all Grandpa’s estate, so why should I?”
Yes, he was the Lord. And the villagers will be serfs who are bound to this estate. Serfs who could not claim any rights to land, let alone private property.
The villagers have such an easy-going relationship, and the village chief has been ignoring this simple and natural fact as he prefers to live together rather than with authority or dignity. The village chief’s face darkened noticeably.
“I told you. It’s next year. If I get this land, I can get rid of the title of concubine from the countryside and straighten my shoulders as a countess. Yes? Grandfather!”
I can see why Chenin wandered around the village even though she was lazy. It must have been that she wanted to learn of this land, which would be her only weapon, grasped it well, and handed it over to the Count.
And I only now realized that she was the unloved wife of the Count. The title is the Countess, and the typical example is that she doesn’t have anyone to attend her, and the second is the fire in her eyes to bring the land as a sacrifice.
Footnote:
* It’s a real thing.