Life in Another World as a Maid Mage

"It's been a long and rewarding journey."

Olivier, shook by a comfortable snowcarriage and gazing at the snow, murmured without telling anyone.

At first, I heard that Alexei had collapsed from a sudden illness and jumped out without being there.

A subsequent visit to the refugee camps in the north would have been extremely meaningful to grasp the problems immediately. Originally, visits to refugee camps were dangerous, and it was planned to be conducted by the heads of the relevant departments, not by King Olivier. However, there are some things I don't know just about the message and the report that can be delivered to me. There is a lot of information that has been scraped off by the time you report it to yourself. After all, it's often the first time I've actually seen it.

It was unfortunate to be able to visit the camps in the north, which is said to be the harshest environment, at this time of winter, which will be even harsher. More specific countermeasures can be launched, such as securing the necessary supplies, technicians and medical workers, and setting up temporary housing for the harsh winter season.

And - the unexpected sight of Alexei smiling happily, the encounter with the "Heavenly Girl" who healed his heart - it was the first time I actually met her face, but I was able to get a first-hand look at her face and her calm personality, which I did not know beyond the report. If she is, I can leave her brother to her. That's a good woman. It was a short encounter, but I liked her as much as I thought.

"--Your Majesty, I will be passing through the village of Brovito shortly, but what do you want me to do?"

The passenger Edvard called.

An unprecedented incident occurred in the village of Blovite, where a swarm of snow wolves was attacked. Travelers have already been moved and some of the transport of the seriously injured has been completed. I don't think Christopher will have a problem with that. Speaking of which I can help, it is the petty fur merchant in King's City who was involved in the smuggling and use of tear gas and the nobility who would have directed it.

"I'm curious, but just keep going as planned. Instead, let's take a break a little further away. It's a good place to see the village."

To that effect shall be conveyed to you and your guards. I was instructed to pass, but I'm sure you were careful to see how things were going. I slowed down a little in front of the village and passed by. Although the entrance and vicinity were more guarded than usual, there was no noticeable confusion and it seemed to be returning to calm.

A snow carriage can be parked in a snowy area some distance from the village. It seemed to be used as a rest area for wagons and caravans, and the surrounding area had been snowed out to some extent and stepped on. Fortunately, there is no one else to use now. Everyone, including Olivier, was in a travel costume that they didn't know their original identity for stealing, but it was nevertheless nice to be out without worrying about the eyes.

Across the street is a pale forest across the street. Occasionally the winter birds can be heard, and the small animals may have already returned, but it seems that the unusual magic beasts are also coming out to the outer edge, and access is restricted for the time being.

As the Knights of the Guard consolidated their defenses and the Servants began to boil the water and prepare tea, Edvard, who was discussing something with several knights, approached.

"Would you like two knights, Brovito, to scout?"

"Oh, thank you."

His chosen knight can be trusted. Even a short scout will pick up everything we need to know.

Having returned in a few decades, their work was satisfactory. Starting with the villagers, people entering and exiting shopping streets and trailer streets, knights and shortages of supplies, etc. The ambulance has already been closed, and the seriously injured waiting to be transported to the territorial capital appear to be housed dispersed in large shelters.

"His Excellency the Deputy Captain of the neighboring village assumed the new position of garrison captain. Caspar Celandel is a trustworthy and capable man with experience in the Territory."

"Additional personnel will be deployed in the near future. Is there a problem deploying the Cavalry...?"

"Yes, but the village tourism industry is still devastating. The number of tourists is also noticeably low during this period. Looks like we're starting a new business, but we don't know how far we can get our customers back."

"... a new business?

Olivier raised his face as he listened to the report of the returned knight and Edvard's supplementary explanation.

"They say footbaths are a bathing facility where only feet are soaked in water and warmed up. Not only can you warm up your whole body without taking off your clothes, but it also has a high fatigue recovery effect. Installation of the bathtub had already begun."

"The wisdom of the adventurers who stayed. It's an oriental habit."

I felt a bit caught in the word Oriental. I have received reports that Alexei and the Heavenly Lady are heading toward Brovito, but what if she suggests? I was very interested in the footbaths and things to look into later. I want to incorporate anything that is beneficial. One of the important things for the stability of the country is the improvement of people's health and livelihood. That's what my father told me. A country is a people. A nation cannot exist without a healthy and healthy people.

"Hee... that sounds kind of interesting. I'll come back when I'm calm."

- Your Majesty.

Edvard made the traffic. You look like you told me not to swing anymore.

If anything bothered me, I would turn my foot right away. Though there are no major inspections to reduce costs, it is Edvard's role as a childhood friend to take Olivier out to various places with minimal escorts in a human form like Ichii.

Although Edvard is deputy commander of the Royal Order, he himself is not the most senior commander of the Order, but is aiming for Olivier's closest seat. Speaking of the reason, it's not a birth or power, it's just one thing. I want to be Olivier's sidekick, and I'm done with that. "If you leave it out of sight, you don't know where to disappear and what to do." Though it may be said a long time ago, there is no objection because it is a fact.

In fact, the kings who are headached by overactive kings are beginning to move to make Edvard's "ambitions" a reality. Edvard hasn't cut Olivier's throat yet, but if this happens to sit by the side of reality, he'll feel free to say it. It may be comfortable if the owner of the famous Faucher family of Wu gets close, but on the other hand, it is undeniable that he feels horrified.

When I was about to make amends, I was nervous about the guard knight. Edvard is already on the handle of the sword.

Stand back, Your Majesty.

Follow his words honestly, but gaze around, and see where the knights look.

It looks like a big stain dropped into a pure white snowfield. Stupid peach in the snow, it seemed to be approaching us gradually with irregular movements.

"Slime!

Peach slime. There is no record of people being attacked by the warmth of the species that inhabit the pale forest. No, but if you say that there is no danger, you can't say that because it is a magical beast. Things that live in a world that is out of line with human reason.

The slime slipped and approached us. Edvard and the others stood up with their swords removed.

The slime stopped crawling on the spot, realizing that it was hostile. The slimy edge of your body trembles.

and.

Once again, the body trembled like it bounced, and it changed shape to a slimy hemisphere. Manju-shaped slime.

The guard knights stared at an unexpected development, but Olivier, who was familiar with the shape, looked at Edvard. I remember the slime in this shape. Rather, I just met him very recently.

"... I don't think so, but do you know Ruli?

Slime of "Friend" with the Heavenly Girl.

The peach slime trembled with a murmur. I still recognize the technique as if it were affirmative.

There was no hostile feeling, and the guard knights turned to me to ask what was happening to the slime, which bounced around happily, without letting down their guard.

Olivier approached the slime with one hand to stop them from attacking.

Your Majesty, it's dangerous.

"It's okay. Maybe."

It was intuitive, but I was confident in my guess. I haven't removed it much. This is not an enemy.

"Maybe not."

Edvard's stupid voice came after him, but as he narrowed the distance, he knelt on the spot, looking at the slime - I'm not sure if there was a sight - to match it.

"Do you know Lori?

When asked, the peach slime trembled like an answer.

"Do you know about Miss Theoli?

Once again, it trembles softly.

"Well, have you ever met Alexei? Yeah, maybe he's named Alec. With chestnut hair, my eyes are the same color as mine."

According to a report from an outside investigator at the Special Investigation Office, Alexei accompanied the Heavenly Goddess on her way home. If this slime were an acquaintance of the wizard, he might have turned his face.

As expected, the peach slime showed the appearance of thinking for a while, and then it trembled softly.

"Haha, that's amazing. I didn't know you could communicate with Slime. Lori, I was thinking about you, but you're kind of smart."

I'm sure you realized you were praised, and the slime swayed from side to side happily.

"Can I touch it?

Her body trembled like a nod, and Olivier reached out with forgiveness. Thought you couldn't overlook it, the Guard Knight raised a voice of restraint and Edvard broke into the slime.

"Your Majesty, as many times as you can."

"It's okay, I don't feel hostile. And Lori, I know you."

"Perhaps, but think about your position a little bit more. If that's the case,"

"Well, don't say that hard."

Listen to me, Olivier, you son of a bitch.

"... you're out again."

At the end of the interrogation, it seems that the patience bag has finally expired. Edvard's polite words crumbled. That's been the case for a long time. When the emotion reaches Daw Aung, a plain word comes out. Apparently, his beloved brother gave way to a rough tone.

The argument begins in front of you, gently stroking your body to calm the melting peach slime.

"Ah, this feeling! I'm sure she's one of yours, Lori."

"What a criterion!

"It feels like it feels really good! Heavy body temperature like a toddler! His countrymen must feel like a lady's full breasts!

"Don't say that in a dirty way!

When the guard knights looked at each other in a subordinate argument that had begun in Russia, they sighed deeply and long. It's a long time to start this.

Though I was worried that it should be stopped at first, I realized that this occasional subordinate quarrel meant something after months of service. Apparently, the stress is dissipating from each other in the form of a childish quarrel. Mostly, on the surface, the king turns to the receiver. Olivier, the king of the kingdom, does not have anyone to say to each other as he is.

Anyway, if Edvard took his guard down despite all that, it's certainly not dangerous. Some of them put their swords in their sheaths early.

"I wonder when it's gonna end, that one."

"... I don't know."

Beyond his gaze, Olivier, who seems to like the peach slime, finally started feeding. I gave the slime some magical water from the King's brother.

"... hey, I don't think so, but I don't think you're going to take him home."

"It's up to her."

Olivier!

Olivier strokes the swallowing slime with great joy. It's almost like a hug.

"--don 't bring him back."

"... that's right..."

The Guardian Knights were distant from the assumption that the future would become a reality.

And that conjecture became a fact.

Tens of minutes later. In the snow carriage, which finally resumed its journey to King's Landing, Olivier sat face to face with a pleasant peach slime on his lap and Edvard chewing dozens of bitter bugs at the same time.

"Hey, it was a really meaningful trip."

"... that's good."

If this happens, Edvard returns the words and says there's nothing more to it than to give up.

"That's right. We have to name him."

Funny Olivier said, the peach slime trembled like she expected.

"Because it's peach... how about a peach?"

Let's keep it that way.

Well then, shrink it down, Peru

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