Dream Life

I, Barbara Harding, have been working as a samurai here at Welburn Castle for over twenty years. Originally it was to find someone to behave as an apprentice and marry as the other maids did, but they didn't have any connection to the marriage......

It doesn't mean I don't like the lords, it doesn't mean I had high hopes...... no, I shouldn't have.

However, my lords in my generation looked so young that I just didn't feel like getting married.

Since I was over twenty years old, my offer to hang out with you has decreased all at once. I felt a little in a hurry, but by then I wasn't so concerned because I also felt rewarded with the work of the samurai.

Ten years ago, Patrick, the man in the hall, was married and became a maid of honor with cordelia, his wife. After that, my predecessor, the chief samurai, is retiring, which means that at that time I was the oldest - oh, what a disgusting word! - and I assumed the position of chief samurai.

When you are also the head samurai, instead of talking about friendship, you will no longer even be treated as a woman. Because Chief Samurai is a very important position here at Wellburn Castle.

We must cut up the private part of the Raswell family under His Excellency Baron Oldham, who binds the civilian population. Especially since the Mistress of the Hall was taken to the other world three years ago, there have been more matters for me to be discretionary about. As a result, the aristocrats of the north have come to treat me with respect as well. But that's just being treated as an important minister in the Raswell Border House.

I wasn't dissatisfied with that.

However, for the first time in a long time, when I was treated as a woman and also as a lady (lady), I could still recall that I was also a woman.

Though it was surprising that that was a boy twenty years younger than me.

Sir Zacharias Lockhart is certainly fifteen years old. But looking at that guy, he felt older than me, yes, as mature as the hall. Of course, that doesn't mean you look old. You seem to be a skilled politician being talked to by the Hall and Baron Oldham, and you must have felt that way because you were like a first-rate samurai.

I thought it was strange myself, but it really makes me seem older.

There was internal dissatisfaction when the Hall ordered Sir Zacharias to learn about his service. I have also been working as a samurai for over twenty years, yes, before Sir Zacharias was born. And because I was proud that you were satisfied with my work.

But I heard about the hall and changed my mind.

It is also impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to make those (...) Dwarf blacksmiths change the way they serve alcohol, etc. No matter what kind of power you were, you can't make Dwarf blacksmiths change their minds about alcohol. The hall seemed to think the same thing, and you laughed that you were very surprised.

Furthermore, in the story of the glass prepared by Sir Zacharias, my knee shivered unconsciously. It's embarrassing, because the value of my parents' dishes shouldn't be less than one serving of that glass.

Of course, even if it were a mansion of senior aristocrats, there would be no such thing as a house with dishes of the same value as that glass, jewellery, etc. and objects of that value purely as dishes. Even His Majesty the Emperor shouldn't have this many dishes.

I honestly told the innkeeper that the load was heavy.

The hall has been changed from a gentle smile to a serious look until then.

"Mm-hmm. I don't even know what Barbara is saying, but it's Sir Zacharias' favor at the corner. Besides, the glasses will be our property as drawers. Naturally, there will be some use here. Wouldn't it be better to get used to it now?"

I was still lost. Because in the unlikely event that the young ladies and servants are damaged, they will not be able to take it back. When I'm having trouble responding,

"If you're afraid you'll crack it, don't worry about it. Sir Zacharias showed it back beautifully from the fragments..."

Please tell me you were shown the magic of restoration in a feast seat with the Dwarf blacksmiths.

I am such an insane...... no, I have lost my word to a stunning story.

"Above all, we must also draw Sir Zacharias's thoughts. He spent over six months making glasses for my daughter Rosalie and his brother Rodrick. Don't use such thought-provoked products… try your best."

I listened to the words of the Hall, and I was ashamed of my own indulgence, and of my narrowness.

I was thinking only about myself, only about ourselves.

Sir Zacharias has created a specialty for you, my brother, and not even His Majesty the Emperor. How could it be a genius, it wouldn't have been a lot of effort. In exchange, I wondered what a pity I had in mind.

We serve our customers. If Sir Zacharias has a great way of serving him, I realize that that's how we tell our lady what we think, that we should ask her to teach us without hesitation.

I replied that I would ask the Hall to teach Sir Zacharias.

Still, since I left your office, I've been troubled.

It's about Sir Zacharias.

I can see you talking to the hall, but that one is a very calm and intelligent person. It's not a very good way to put it, but it's enough to make you feel some sort of cold, chill.

Can our young samurai ask such a person to teach, without atrophy? To be honest, if I too were stared at with pale, cold eyes like those sapphires from the front, I might be speechless.

I guess that thought came to my face.

He seemed to have a pretty hard look when he told this story to the receptionist.

Without conveying my real concern, I only explained to everyone that Sir Zacharias is deeply indulgent in alcohol and that the glass used is very valuable.

That alone has changed everyone's complexion. If any more pressure hung up, there was so much tension running on everyone that they even felt the possibility that the feast would end in failure.

But that was worrying.

No, the young Eina broke it when it came to the glass, and I made a mistake, but it was a total worry when it came to Sir Zacharias.

That guy was really sweet. There was also little high-pressure attitude towards servants like us, especially none against us samurai.

And he was a real gentleman. Not only me, but even the youngest Aina, treated me down as a lady.

Being a samurai, we may be touched by customers of favourable colour, especially drunk customers. It's mostly something close to a drunken momentum hoax, but I can't even say that I'm not required to do anything about it. But even if he touched his arm or back during instruction, he was always asked for permission and wouldn't have tried to touch it if we didn't agree.

That's not all. I was genuinely worried about that kid for Aina, who broke an expensive glass.

If this were the Empire City, Eina might have been punished with whipping. No, if it's a terrible case, you can even think of being sold to a slaver as a price for a glass.

Yet that person was not allowed to take advantage of the glass packed with your own thoughts and was worried that Eina herself would be injured.

Everyone, including me, was staring at that with surprise.

They also thought they were responsible for what Eina cried for. He was gently held on his shoulder and hung his curative magic. Even more crying Aina friendly smile turned to me and fixed my glass. At that time, I was gently stroking Aina's head, unconsciously thinking, "Me too"... no, that's not true, but I thought I was just a little, just a little envious.

Sometimes it was very surprising.

When Zacharias (...) talked about alcohol, he felt “cute” like a “boy”.

They may wonder what you're talking about. Because it would sound natural for me, thirty-five years old, to think of Zacharias, a beautiful fifteen-year-old boy, as "cute as a boy".

But what I felt is a little different.

What Mr. Zacharias has always felt is that he is an "adult man”. But the look on your face when you talk about alcohol really seems like a boy... by analogy, it was like when His Excellency Baron Manfred Braceford, the First Knights Commander, was told the story of a famous horse. Your Excellency, who is usually in the military with a harsh look, is also spoken of in disinterest in the story of horses. I thought the look on Zacharias' face about alcohol was very similar to yours.

When I heard Master Zacharias was attacked by the rebel Harrison Gannell, I was so shocked that I thought my heart would stop, I almost collapsed off my knees. But soon I heard that the injury had been lightly already treated, and I was heartily relieved.

But just in case, and when I came to see you, I saw an incredible sight.

Master Zacharias was kneeling on the floor and made to apologize!

Lydiane Dupree of Elves and Beatrice Labal of Tiger Beasts were both reprimanding that one!

I forgot my position as a samurai and thought I'd protest by accident. But I realized everything when I saw the two girls, Melissa Marron and Sharon Jakes, in tears, worried. These people really love Master Zacharias.

That's when irrational thoughts came up in me. I wonder why I didn't meet this guy sooner. But I immediately reconsidered. I was wondering if, even if we had met for a long time, we wouldn't have been able to have a relationship like these guys.

When I left the Lockhart family room behind, I was clearly aware of my feelings for that one. To the point of falling into self-loathing at that unfamiliar thought.

I feel like I hit it harder than usual in subsequent instruction. I know why, but I honestly couldn't keep my head down on everyone. I guess that means I haven't had a human yet either.

Apparently, I was just thinking about Master Zacharias.

It's about us, but we pride ourselves on doing well for just a day and a little while. You never reached the level of skill you could be proud of. But, Master Hall, I have reached the level of skill that Baron Oldham has praised me for.

I may have coached you a little too hard. But that's because we want to have a successful feast. Of course, he wants to compliment Master Zacharias...... no, it's nothing.

After your confirmation, you ordered me to remain alone.

"I'm talking about a samurai to attach to a rosary I've been asking for... who would be better"

About a month ago, along with Lady Rosalie, you said you wanted my opinion on the samurai heading to Lockhart territory. To some extent, I was also refining the candidate.

"Yes. I think Angelica Colridge, a samurai with a lady, can support the lady. Wouldn't it be nice to have Eleanor Masefield else?"

I chose these two for a reason.

Mr. Angelica has been a samurai with a rosary lady for six years now and the lady admires her like a sister. I was also trained in swordsmanship with my daughter, because I thought there was no problem serving the temperamental Lockhart family of Takeshi. If there is a problem, will you be twenty years old this year and in a hurry to get married? The Colridge family is a traditional Baron family and it is also possible that Angelica will show difficulty in being sent to the borderline Lockhart Territory.

The other candidate, Mr. Eleanor, was the same sixteen years old as his daughter, and because he was born in a knight's house and was also fond of swordsmanship and equestrianism, I thought that you might be able to relate to him like a friend, so I made him a candidate.

The hall was nodded small.

"Hmm. But just in case, why don't we recruit the hopeful? You can raise your hands, but you can't push someone you don't want to go to."

Instead of speaking to Angelica and Eleanor from here, the Hall seems to want you to go towards Lockhart territory with your daughter if you want to.

"That's how I'll work it out. Would it have been nice to have just two candidates?

"I'm going to...... is it also inconvenient for both of us?

The hall seemed a little questioned and asked with a strange look.

To be honest, at that time, I wasn't thinking very deeply. I heard about going to Lockhart territory, and somehow I just thought so.

"No... I was wondering if there are many samurai who would like to be with your daughter..."

The pavilion laughed happily for some reason and was asked why.

"Wow. I don't know why. To put it this way, the village of Rasmore, which is Lockhart territory, is quite a periphery. I don't think that's where the young ladies want to be, though?

I was worried about how to answer.

I myself, for no good reason, because I said so, but when I thought about it carefully, I thought there were many samurai who were fascinated by Master Zacharias, and because there were no words out there as to how I should tell the Hall.

"... not for any particular reason... at least I thought Eina Rushton would want it. If... no, it's nothing..."

"Aina Rushton? Weren't you young yet? And what was the last thing you said?"

"... I thought I'd hope too..."

At that time, my head seemed pretty shaky. Samurai Chief, it can't be good for me to say something like this.

As expected, the hall turned out to be a surprise.

"I don't know! No, I don't need to be quit. Let me know more about what happened."

Surprised by the magnitude of the disturbance in the hall, I honestly talked about Master Zacharias' guidance.

The hall listened to me until the end. And after he shook his head small, he started talking.

"... Then he said there were many samurai who fell in love with Sir Zacharias... Non had heard that rumor, but I didn't know it was true.“ All Range Prince Harlem "... but I want you to stay here..."

I am also well aware of what the Hall Master wants to say.

That those who should succeed me have not yet grown up. For this reason, I would like to apologize for the inconvenience caused to His Excellency Baron Oldham. If I may add further, it is because there will be no one to feel comfortable with Cordelia.

"... I'll stay here. Sir Zacharias taught me how to serve..."

The hall was given a relieved look. I was surprised you needed me that much, and I swore to my heart to dedicate my life to the Raswell family.

■ ■ ■

Barbara Harding will remain named in the later world as the founder of the Caerm Empire Stream Method.

She wrote up a textbook entitled "Samurai Mindset - Instructional Book Foor Ladies Made”.

The book was disseminated to the world using hard copy printing, which was becoming popular at the time by Raswell Borderline Uncle.

At the time of publication, she was already married and her surname had changed, but the author's name used her maiden name when she was a samurai. For this reason, her first name is more commonly known to Harding, her maiden name.

He has also published a book on "First Step as a Mistress - First Step to Word Mistress” for the young nobleman's cabinet, the Lady of the Order. From items such as beautiful standing and behavior to common sense as a hostess, there was a wide variety of ways to serve alcohol and combine it with a dish.

And this is what was stated at the beginning of any of those books.

“I dedicate this book to Mr. Z., who taught me what a lady is. ”

She never told anyone about the person in that initial in her entire life.

At the time of publication, there was a theory flowing that Mr. Z meant Mr. Zacharias Lockhart.

In contrast, Mr. Lockhart himself said he didn't say anything either.

And with each passing year, the theory of denying it became powerful among researchers. He grew up in the home style of the Lockhart family, a knight of civilian ascension and not bound by manners and formalities, for the reason that there is no way he knows what a samurai is.

One researcher successfully interviewed Lydiane Dupree.

"... right. Zach is someone who can do anything... but I don't think he even knew what a samurai does. Of course, I've only handled alcohol since I was young... but that girl..."

The researchers interviewed described how it was then.

'... Lydiane Dupree was temporarily silent when she said so. It seemed to me that her expression at that time reminded me of something interesting, and that I was convinced...'