A Chronicle of Life in a Different World

--A princess seems to exist in reality.

As Ruvillia put it, Reurus looked “right” and thought so.

Ruvillia welcomed Lewis and the others with her. Unlike when I first met him, he changed his outfit to a well-maintained light peach dress.

The length of the hem, which seems to cover the shoes, swells gently, while the whole dress feels fine. Although it has an overall slack impression, does it just look like that in a corset or is Ruvillia too thin?

Still, it had a ruffle to hide the impression around the arms and chest, which suited Ruvillia well between women and girls.

Does the straight blonde hair that reaches the waist have the same care as the dress? It is beautiful enough to be compared to gold thread. Skin without spots is white enough to look slightly unhealthy, but it does not damage Ruvillia's beauty.

To describe a girl named Ruvillia, it would suffice to use the two characters "Beautiful Princess".

"Thank you for saving my men and myself the other day. I'm sorry that I can only thank you, but I really appreciate it."

That's right, Ruvillia. Greetings are a very punchy topic, and Reurus unwittingly wants to turn away from reality.

(... I wonder how many years that dress will pay for the meal)

It was a realuse that thought to escape reality, but it wouldn't be cheap to make a mistake. There is also a high likelihood that you will be able to buy a revulsion home in one dress if you fail.

But there were limits to how we could escape reality. I don't know what to do even if I'm called, and Reurus just wanders a little.

Behind Ruvillia was a waitress who was riding in a carriage when Kimira attacked her, looking at Reurus.

(When I first met him, he said he didn't remember giving me permission to reply...)

Is it okay if Ruvillia calls me? Or is it still rude? I've learned a lot about common sense in this world, but I couldn't learn how to talk to a noble lady.

"... no, I was just asking for it."

Ultimately, Reurus chose to lower his head with minimal courtesy. And as he turned to Louis for help, he somehow spread his hands with a smiling smile.

Compared to the last time I saw her, her complexion has improved slightly.

"I'm sorry about today. I'm sorry to remind you, Reurus, but I sent a messenger to pick you up because you won't show your face inside."

Even though it hasn't been ten days since we last met, it's just a tone of tone that hasn't kept us waiting. Ruvillia wanted to thank me for telling me a convenient day, but I was surprised as a Reurus.

(Isn't that a social resignation...)

When it comes to helping Ruvillia and Diego, Collard is sent as a messenger, a letter of appreciation is given, and when he actually faces him, he receives a word of thanks from Lewis.

And you really wanted me to meet Ruvillia?

I think it might be a little more than a revulsion. Is it an aristocratic creature, is Lewis and the others just attached importance to stewardship, or is there something else?

"Besides, I seem to be wondering what to talk to my sister about... isn't it?

"Yes... I'm embarrassed, because I don't have a culture that allows me to talk to the noble daughter. Besides, isn't it rude to talk to a woman of your age?

Ruvillia is the daughter of the Viscount, and Reurus is a former serf and a man of the Abandoned City. That identity will be as far away from heaven and earth as it is from the earth.

When Lewis said he was in trouble, Louis nodded repeatedly.

"I see, you're a humble man! It's not like you can save your life and not be great!

(What is that lifting method... no, really what?

As the image of the nobility held by Reurus, "The lower people worked well." I will send praise "and so on, but I thought there might be a more important point of view from the top.

I don't think Louis has that personality, but no matter how much he protects his sister from Kimira, I don't think he's too shy to take on the adventurer.

"I'm a relative this time, and I'm with you, so you can talk to your sister directly."

I don't know what kind of rules the aristocratic society has, but apparently there is no problem.

"If there's one thing I have to tell you, not just my sister, but a high-ranking woman... especially when talking to an unmarried woman, it's certainly not rude to go through a maid."

"I see... I'll study."

It won't be an early opportunity to talk. Reurus lowered his head thinking he could still learn one thing. Then Louis smiles more and more.

"It's okay to skip the hard stuff today. It doesn't just taste like thanksgiving, and I have a tea party for you to enjoy."

That's how Lewis smiled, and Reurus smiled.

Lewis was told that there was a tea party, and it was the garden, not the reception room.

The colorful flowers bloom in spite of spring, as I noticed when I was passing by the carriage.

Next to a flowerbed carefully maintained by a gardener who doesn't know the type, a tea party is prepared by placing a table where ten people can sit side by side, and laying a white table cloth.

It was in the garden because of the good weather, but it would be a luxury for the scent of flowers to arrive on the warm wind in the spring. Incidentally, the variety of confectioneries served side by side with the black tea were extremely luxurious.

Reurus knew about cookies and pound cakes, but there were several other kinds of sweets lined up on the plate. For Reurus, who bought sugar the other day and was ecstatic, the confectionery in front of him was unimaginable.

--It seems that the aristocrats really have money.

It would be impossible for Reurus to murmur in his heart. Eliza, who was allowed to sit with Reurus, sat down, but each of them had tea and sweets.

(Did you prepare all this confectionery immediately? What were you going to do if we refused...)

I looked at Chilari and my friends, but I was honestly glad to see the sweets. Eliza stretched her expression with nervousness, Mia wandered her eyes to see if she could really eat, and Neddy didn't know what she was thinking.

If there is only one person who keeps calm, it is only Esther. I put my mouth on the black tea that Sebastian pours and exchanged opinions. Perhaps the main character of this tea party is to look at it as a revus and receive pure hospitality.

"Excuse me."

Is it okay to eat the confectionery by hand or is there any trick? A woman with a teapot came up with a question that was too difficult for an adventurer.

The woman is a maid who acts with Ruville, a woman who used to ride a carriage with Ruville.

"Sorry about the other day. My name is Anemone Tiano, and I am the maid of Louville."

The woman who thanked me - Anemone - apologized and introduced herself mechanically.

(Anemone... Anemone... Anemone?

The moment he heard the name, Reurus leaned his neck. There was a feeling that somewhere sounded like a faded memory of the previous life was stimulating.

"What's wrong?

Anemone asks how she reacted to such a revulsion without moving her face.

"No... does my name mean Tiano is Sebastian's?

If you can't remember, it won't be a big deal. After making that judgment and shaking the story, Anemone greeted him with a true face.

"It's my grandson."

"Oh, I see...."

It's too cold a response, and I have to answer it as a revulsion. Then a blaming voice flies face-to-face.

"Ugh, Anemone? Excuse me, sir.

"... yes. I'm sorry."

It is Ruvillia who sits between the tables. Louis is also present, but he looks at Reurus with a smile and tea.

"I'm sorry, Reurus. Anemone is enthusiastic about her work and for me, she's like a sister, but she's a little uncomfortable and hard. Will you forgive me?

Should it be an apology or an advocacy? Ruvillia spins words with a smile, but Anemone's expression is distorted as if she had been shocked somewhere.

"I don't care... can you please give me a break? I... no, I don't have that kind of status, so I just wish you'd abandon me."

"And it's a shame to abandon you..."

Ruvillia shamelessly stains her cheeks with vermilion as to what kind of education she has received. After seeing such a reaction from Ruvillia, Reurus was about to pull his cheeks in a big way, but he endured desperately.

(Shit... common sense is too different to talk about...)

Eliza thinks she has a pretty good family, and she has never heard of such a thing. Then is it different in other countries, or is it different from being more related than Eliza?

When Reurus looked at Eliza with a subtle horizontal view, Eliza shook her neck silently to see if she had considered her intentions.

At least Eliza doesn't have such common sense or knowledge.

Ruvillia also received a word of thanks for the incident the other day, so she wanted to see the timing and make a run for it. I'd like to cut up the tea party early and get out of here, but it's just beginning.

Ruvillia sparkles her eyes as she sips tea to reduce her time to talk.

"Mr. Reurus is an adventurer, isn't he? What adventures have you been on so far?

"No, adventurers aren't just about doing adventures."

Reurus smiled unexpectedly at Ruvillia thinking she was making the same mistake as she was. But Ruvillia leans her head strangely.

"But can you move around freely? Walking by your own will, fighting by your own will, doing something by your own will... isn't that an adventure?

"... I see, that makes sense."

Speaking of which, the princess in front of her nodded thinking that she was weak.

Is the emotion reflected in Ruvillia's eyes a vision? Instead of being an adventurer, he seemed to yearn for freedom of movement.

"Mr. Reurus, would you mind telling my sister your story? I think you're interested in what kind of battle you've been fighting.

If Lewis is not sure how he answered the question, Louis sets out to help him.

"... it's not like I'm going to tell a noble lady."

Zero small sighs to be rude, and Reurus searches his memories for topics that seem good to talk about.

I can't talk about the Fire Dragon vanilla or the slime. As far as Kimira is concerned, it will not be interesting as it has just been defeated the other day.

Reurus chose to talk about advanced monsters and monsters that were the strongest enemies besides Kimira.

"When I was fighting a middle-ranking monster named Cars...."

It would be unusual for a noble lady named Adventurer to miss her. It was a Reurus who wanted to talk funny to satisfy that interest, but I was surprised to hear a noise from a distance.

Reurus, something is approaching. How many... one? Yeah... maybe two?

At the same time as she felt the noise, Sarah urged her to be vigilant in her "Thought Call."

"Mr. Reurus? What's wrong with you?

Ruvillia stares strangely at the verbal realuse, but the realuse answers nothing. Instead, he looked in the direction in which he heard the noise.

The sound heard from afar was the horseshoe kicking the cobblestone. Did Louis and the others notice the sound? They look in the direction of the sound.

Sebastian and Anemone stood up to protect Lewis and the others, and Reurus took the "Dragon Slasher" that was placed at his feet because it was a tea party.

"What do you mean, Louis!?

It was Carlo who jumped into the tea party with his eyes bloodstained on a horse.