Countess Cianella’s Male Slave

142. Understanding the level (2)

“Wow─”

“… ….”

Even if Shione shows such a weak reaction, my elemental arts are by no means of a low level.

My spirit magic was actually quite powerful even in an S-class dungeon.

At least, it is a self-evident fact that I taught whoever I taught, and it is never at the stage of asking for deep learning.

To be honest, it’s not a very appealing story unless you’re a high elf-class spiritist.

Anyway, rather than growing up with someone’s advice, I feel much more comfortable and relieved to contemplate and correct myself through self-reflection or introspection.

Personally, I don’t really want to increase my contact with the demons…….

As much as I don’t know what my master will mean.

I looked at Shione, who had already eaten one sandwich before I knew it and was holding the next one.

She added a bit more ham to her sandwich, but she opened the new sandwich with her eyes shining as if it was just right.

“…… ?”

She scooped a little of the cabbage onto the plate in between.

No, even if people work hard. Do you want to confidently remove cabbage in front of me like this?

I stared at Shione with a small sigh.

“Shione.”

“Huh? What’s the matter… ?”

“Eat all the cabbage.”

“Ah.”

Shione alternated between her cabbage and her own sandwich that had already fallen on her plate.

Then she starts to look at me with an awkward smile.

“But… The side with a little less cabbage tastes better….”

“… ….”

“No, but I ate everything from before without leaving anything else—”

“I’ve been making it all along….”

“… Okay, you won’t have to eat all the cabbage.”

“Good.”

I simply subdued Shione from taking out her cabbage.

Although Shione grumbled a little, well.

After all, her displeasure was put to rest once she took a bite of the sandwich. She wouldn’t have to worry about it.

It didn’t take long to finish all of her sandwiches.

Shione gulped down her portion of the sandwich right away, and I followed her and ate it slowly.

After the plate with the sandwich was empty, our conversation began again.

“If you do, what will Sione do? Would you like to meet Friel-sama’s favor, or do you want to move on as it is?”

“I, um… ….”

Uncharacteristically for Shione, she crossed her arms like Sia Belle, deep in thought.

Gently tilting her head forward. Her bangs come down to cover the blue walls and cast small shadows on her white skin.

Then, as if imitating Siabelle was not enough. Her arms crossed. The figure of Ainel overlaps in the regular tapping of her left arm with her right hand.

It took a considerable amount of time for Shione to worry.

Well, she, like me, doesn’t really like her meeting with her ears. I can’t help but think a little deeper.

It wasn’t long before Shione, who had been in her own world for a while, opened her mouth again.

In her low, subdued voice, Shione calmly began to speak her mind.

“… The daughter of the Frielt family, Friel Arielt, has a dark side.”

She looked down at the bits of lettuce I had scooped out on the plate before I dried herself off.

As if reminiscent of someone’s symbolic color in that fresh green light.

“The way I approached you, and the unknown chill I felt in the hand that shook my hand.”

Shione’s head tilts slightly to the left.

Her bangs tilt to the left side of her slant, and her right eye peeks out.

She was frowning at her.

Shione is really weak at hiding her feelings.

Thanks to that, it was easy to see through her deep distrust and doubts about Friel, even within the pure blue walls that seemed to contain only hope.

It was a good thing.

It is better for elves to be suspicious of their favorite world tree or spirit until they promise friendship.

“I am not very pleased with the favors of the elves of Arielt.”

I also had no choice but to nod my head to Shione’s words.

“If you do, that means… ….”

“Ray, she obviously said it was okay not to take Arielt’s advice. Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

“They are a species that lives a much longer time than we do because they are hidden by their beauty that does not age easily. Even if Ray is a reincarnated person, don’t underestimate the insight and spirit skills of the elves.”

“I know.”

The tens or hundreds of years allowed for the dwarves inspire insight into them.

As time passes, the Spirit’s energy that grows in size turns each one of them into a monster.

Even though Shione thought of me and didn’t like her, it seems that she couldn’t let go of this opportunity easily.

“But as I said, it’s really fine. Even the magic that pierced the lower level demons and the wind that tore the enemies from the top of the castle walls are still regrettable compared to my original abilities.”

“… ….”

“I will never consider my elemental skills to be inferior to those of the elves.”

Arrogant words that may sound like conceit, overconfidence, or mistake depending on the listener.

Some will laugh at it, others will sneer and dismiss it as childish spanking.

Shione, who knew a little about her previous life, finally quietly nodded her head.

“The favor of Friel Arielt tomorrow will be—”

After conveying my thoughts right away, for some reason, Shione slightly raised the corner of her mouth and said.

“I will politely decline.”

* *

Friel Arielt finished talking with Ainel Cianella.

Her benevolent smile on her face disappeared like her lies the moment she entered her own quarters.

She moved her legs without hesitation and sat cross-legged on her chair.

“Priel-nim, did you finish talking with the householder?”

Friel obligingly turned her head to confirm that she was talking to him.

Her own servant, Elisa, from her Arielt family, bows her head at her as her eyes meet.

“Elisa… The story ended well. As the elder said, she informed about the current situation in the great forest, and also spoke well of the count’s second daughter and the importance of the man.”

“How was the family’s reaction?”

“Reaction—”

Her eyes sharpened as Friel twisted her leg.

“I would say she was neither too bad nor too good. The family head listened to my story, but she didn’t completely believe it. She even swore on the World Tree, but she said it was too much.”

“… Okay.”

“But even so— the patriarch will have no choice but to give us the answer we have been waiting for.”

At Friel’s words, Elisa’s eyes turned to her waist.

Priel A treasured sword bestowed by Arielt from the Elder of the Great Forest.

The sword that had been worn around Friel’s waist until the beginning of the story had suddenly disappeared.

“You handed the sword to the family head.”

“That’s right. It’s a sword that I’ve been treating as a precious treasure for this moment. Since I handed over the sword, the results are already visible without even looking at them. That black—”

Hwareuk!

A small flame begins to burn above Friel’s finger.

A small bright red flame blazed in her bluish green eyes.

Her pupils with contrasting colors are shiny.

“It is not only the sword that contains the promise of a woman who has accomplished enough feats to be called a hero, the first head of the count family. Her covenant was watched by numerous spirits as notaries. If she doesn’t want to be scolded by the spirits for breaking her promise.”

The flame that was burning in the palm of my hand before I knew it.

Without hesitation, Friel extinguished the fireball and buried her body deeply into the back of her leather chair.

“Shouldn’t they move according to our words? Angry spirits aren’t that scary.”

The small smile on the corners of Friel’s lips deepened.

“The spirits are so angry that they didn’t keep their promise, and even we elves can’t stop them… How can humans do it? Even a sword master would have a hard time. I have told the family head this point, so we just need to rest in peace until she makes a decision.”

Having said that, the elf straightened her posture, buried in the chair, and straightened her back.

“So Elisa.”

Pair!

Friel, who cheered her up by clapping her hands, revealed her feelings to Elisa, who was silently listening to her own story.

“Have you met Young Ae and our driver?”

“Yes, the young lady looks nothing but an ordinary human being… I could smell a very strong spirit scent from that elemental sage. She was quite surprised.”

“Isn’t it? How surprised I was when I first saw him…. So, can you tell me how you responded to my words, Elisa?”

“The young lady said she needed time to think. Maybe we can hear the lady’s answer sometime tomorrow morning.”

“Hmm… ….”

Friel’s eyes are getting narrower.

“The head of household said he would give an answer by tomorrow morning.”

An elf twisting and untying my long hair with his index finger.

“I can’t wait to see who will answer first.”

She was just enjoying the situation.