My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

The day after Tatsumi was entwined by strangers Gorotsuki.

Tatsumi and Calcedonia all went to Giuseppe to explain the story.

"Hmm. Has it already moved?"

Giuseppe, having heard the Tatsumi and the others' report, somehow gave him a pleasant grin.

"Oh, you know, Mr. Giuseppe? Can you think of anything in this case...?

"Mm-hmm. You know what I mean. Nevertheless, this was the first time I heard it yesterday. Oh, my God, Calse. Does your lord know someone named Larry Galgardon?

"Larik...... Galgardon...... is it?

Calcedonia leaning her neck, thinking of something. Regardless of Tatsumi, who had no idea of the name Larik Gargardon, Giuseppe was frowning all the time to see something unexpected.

"... I'm sorry, but I don't know that name. But by Galgardon, you mean the Earl of Galgardon family, right? Is there a Larry in that house?

Giuseppe, who apparently decided that there were no lies or falsehoods in Calcedonia's words, somehow covered her eyes with one hand, looking up to the ceiling of the room.

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Giuseppe naturally knows that Larik has proposed to Calcedonia many times before. And the story of the proposal to Calcedonia is all in her ear at first.

And yet if you can't even remember your name, I didn't know you were even impressed. Coming this far, there is no reason for expression other than to say it is not Giuseppe but pitiful.

"See, among those who have asked the Lord to marry, there was a man from the Galgardons, right? He's the Larik."

Calcedonia starting to come up with something again. But this time, he immediately thought of it and let his expression shine.

"I remember. You said that, and so did you."

I can't believe I didn't impress you so far after I even proposed. As the same man, Tatsumi sympathizes with such a person as Larik.

But that's not what I'm talking about. From the way things were going, there must be that larike involved in yesterday's case.

"So, that Larik guy did yesterday's guys?

"Undoubtedly, the men who have been implicated in my son-in-law are employed by Larik. And that purpose--"

At this time, Giuseppe's gaze was directed at Calcedonia, not Tatsumi.

"Are you saying you're harassing me because I was refused a proposal by Chico?

"Probably. I guess I'm going to break up my son-in-law and Calse somehow and replace myself with my son-in-law."

Even if Tatsumi and Calcedonia split up, there would be no equal chance that a man named Larik would become her next partner because of Calcedonia's attitude.

Yet do we need to bother with such a workmanship?

I am not convinced there by Tatsumi, and I just lean my neck.

I don't know Tatsumi because she thinks it's convenient that Larik should love herself because she loves her.

Nevertheless, we can't just leave Larik like this.

"So what do I do in the future?

If Giuseppe's guess is correct, it won't end with just one case yesterday. If so, the question arises as to how to deal with this matter in the future.

"I have an idea about that for Non. Honestly, I burned my hands on Larik, who asked me to marry him without punishment no matter how many times I refused. I'll take advantage of this to make sure he understands. But that would require the cooperation of my son-in-law and Calse. Especially my son-in-law. I'll have him hang in there properly... do you mind?

"Of course, if I can... So what the hell am I supposed to do?

"Even I would do anything!! I can't believe I tried to threaten your husband... in a place you should never forgive!!"

The magic rises from all over Calcedonia.

Tatsumi accidentally pulled her cheeks to an indescribable force that would be released with its magical powers.

"At all, as always, your lord becomes radical when it comes to his son-in-law. But for a while, while you're watching the other way out, just hurry them up. If you're in a hurry, Larik himself will move in. Until then, don't be lazy about your neighborhood? Never give them a crack in the other side."

So advised Giuseppe with a serious face, Tatsumi and Calcedonia all nodded and showed.

"What do you mean?!?"

Larike slammed the expensive glass cup with the fruit liquor in his hand at his feet in frustration.

"Why doesn't my plan work?!?"

The cup slammed on the floor scatters and crumbles with glittering fragments.

But even that brilliance touched Larik right now.

Through the grump, with an already angry look on his face, Larik steps further through the fragments of crushed vitreous.

Larik's plan is not to mention to fall into Tatsumi.

If you hire a Gorotsuki who remembers his arm to threaten Tatsumi, for some reason, he always runs away by Tatsumi.

Even if you set it in a trap using a merchant woman and try to blackmail her based on it, Tatsumi hasn't entered or left a store where there are merchants in the first place.

Then his breathtaker went directly to Tatsumi - regardless of whether he was a Galgardon family person, lay low - and was immediately refused to grab a bag containing silver coins, provided that he parted from the Virgin, but was not worth anything, such as silver coins.

Tatsumi, threatened with violence and losing her position in the trap of a woman, escapes from this king's capital after happily receiving the money poked at her.

That was the plan Larik had drawn on his own.

Naturally, none of those plans for selfish prospects have succeeded as one. There's no way I would.

"Why not!? How come things don't carry what I think they do!?"

But Larik, who doesn't do what he envisions, is genuinely angry and steps on the estate as he sprinkles his spit from his mouth and calls.

There's no one around him right now. Neither his personal subordination nor the Galgardons' family will come near him in fear of hitting eight.

So Larik is alone, rambling around in his own room.

The conditioning and other items in the room he destroyed the other day had been bought anew and returned to their original luxury appearance. Larik will destroy it again.

That's how when the inside of the room was half-baked.

Suddenly the door opened and a group of men and women stepped into his room.

"What are you doing, Larik! The servants are not frightened!!"

"Well... Lara's lovely room just looks like this again..."

"Oh, Father... Mother..."

Middle-aged men and women who came into the room. It is Almond Galgardon, the head of the Earl of Galgardon family, and his wife, Sienaquaria Galgardon. Needless to say, he is Larik's parents.

Not so tall, but rather even physique almonds, while Mrs. Sienaquaria's back length is lower than her husband's, her weight is more than double that of her husband's. He was decorating his body shape with luxurious ornaments and clothing.

"Oh, Mother!! Me, my Calcedonia... Calcedonia..."

Larryk hugs his mother's - overall - body in tears.

And Sienaquaria stroking her head like a toddler with such a larike.

It seems like a friendly family if you just look at it there, but given their age and position, the sight must make the beholder feel different.

"Oh, okay, you don't have to cry, Lara. Your mother is always on your side."

"Yeah... yeah!! Thanks, Mother!! But... Calcedonia... she won't marry me... even she should really love me... I'm sure she's fooled or threatened by a bad guy like Tatsumi..."

"Even so. There can't be a woman who doesn't like Lara. I'm sure Lara's right."

A mother who treats my child sweetly everywhere. To the appearance of such a wife and son, Almond, her husband and father, opens his mouth with a frown.

"That's what I'm saying, Larik. I heard that the person named Tatsumi and Lord Calcedonia are already engaged and extremely friendly. Besides, you think even under the Chrysoprese are totally acknowledging you two? The Patron of Marriage, the High Priest of God Savaivo, recognises marriage as..."

"Shut up!! You're not cute your own son!? So much... I don't want to see your son crying so much and do something about it for you!?"

"Yes, no... Larik is over twenty years old too, if you're a toddler, don't spoil a fine adult man that far..."

"No more, okay!! I don't rely on you!! Damn, you lack love for my child, even if you have a money-making talent... ugh!!"

Sienaquaria steps on the spot with regret holding Larik in her arms.

If there were Tatsumi on this occasion, I would have thought that what Sienaquaria looks like now would be like Li Shi stepping on four strands.

"Leave everything to this mother, Lara. I'll ask your mother to ask the Supreme Priest of Chrysoprese directly to make Mr. Calcedonia your daughter-in-law. With the Supreme Priest, there is no way that we can ignore the authority of our Galgardon family. I'm sure you want what you want."

"Yeah...... yeah!! Please, Mother!!"

A mother and son holding each other tight. His father snuck out a sigh of relief at the appearance of those two.

The Earl of Galgardon family was one lower Viscount until the age of Almond's father, although it was now time to receive the Earl's title.

But it is the identity that is not high among the nobles, but its forces are numbered high among the kingdoms of Largofiri.

With a number of high-quality mineral veins in the territory, the various metallic resources produced from it abundantly support the Galgardons and their territory.

That, of course, is due in large part to the arms of the current lord, Almond.

Under his command, the quality ore produced transforms itself into fine weapons, armor and other necessities at the hands of the excellent craftsmen held by the Counts.

Almond focuses not only on the production of ore, but also on raising artisans, with the result that metal products originating in Count Galgardon territory are highly valued not only domestically but also by other countries.

Almond also contributes to enhancing national power by delivering quality weapons to a number of countries, and the Galgardons will receive the rank of Count in recognition of their achievements.

On the other hand, although it is the Marquis and the Marquis on the brink of a certain Duke family and stature that make the Sienaquaria live, its feathering is by no means good.

The Sienaquarian family, which was a typical aristocrat in a bad way, has fattened and fattened itself simply by exploitation, without making any effort to enrich the entire territory.

The sword circled, and there were no such specialities in the territory, and the meagre resources were hunted down, so that they were finally branded "poor aristocrats".

Though it is not the high status, it is the Golden and Momentum Count family and, although it is the high status, the Golden and Momentless Marquis family. It may be said that those two were linked by intention, in a sense, to a natural accomplishment.

Although noble, Sienaquaria had until then been forced to live a cautious life. But that life transformed marriage into a great deal of a frontier.

At first it was Sienaquaria, who was reluctant to daughter-in-law to the understated Counts, but was quickly fascinated by the wealthy life of the Galgardons as soon as he actually daughtered them.

Almond, who loved his wife so much as a political marriage, listened to whatever Sienaquaria had to say and bought her anything she wanted.

Later Almond realizes that this was all a mistake.

As the daughter of the Marquis, Sienaquaria was originally high in temper and our best. Because the birth house was poor, its character was teething.

But my daughter-in-law to a wealthy house set me on fire to the height of her natural temperament and my utter character.

My husband listens to everything he says.

They get whatever they want.

That fact accelerated more and more of her innate self.

While Almond was aware of Sienaquaria's actions, he still left her alone.

Sometimes I was busy working as a lord, because I thought that eventually even a child would naturally fit in with her selfless behavior.

Being a mother, you can't just let your own self through. Because newborn babies, no matter what, are the most adorable tyrants in this world.

But as Almond had hoped, even when the child was born, our ruthless character of Sienaquaria never subsided. On the contrary, a child born of infusion of love for my child to an excessive degree will be unilaterally nostalgic to the mother, whose character will grow up to resemble that of the mother.

Even if the world is different, it doesn't change that a child mimics his parents.

This is how the child born - Larry Gargardon - grew up to be an extremely selfish and exhausted person, no matter how harsh Almond was, because his mother spoiled him more than that.

The grounds of the Temple of Savaivo are surrounded by walls, and only two places are accessible: the main gate and the back gate.

It is not difficult to climb a fence if you are a little physically competent because it is the most temple pattern and not so high a fence.

But there is no one who does such a thing to the temple, which is just the house of God, first of all, and those who visit the temple make their way through the main entrance to the temple with dignity.

Incidentally, the back gate is often used by merchants who deliver food, firewood, etc. to the temple.

Tatsumi, one step out of such a main gate, flies his gaze around without alarm.

These days, as soon as I left this main entrance, I was often entwined by unprepared men.

The men will not enter more than the gate, because if there is a problem inside the gate, the cleric warriors will rush.

Of course, Tatsumi knows what the men are for, so when she found the men, she chose either to escape to the discrete spot or, conversely, to escape into the temple once and through the back gate.

Looking around again and again, Tatsumi looks back towards the main gate, who decides she's okay today.

"It's okay, Cheeko. Looks like he's not here today."

Calcedonia, responding to Tatsumi's voice, comes to Tatsumi sufficiently early to represent himself from across the gate.

Ever since Giuseppe told me that, just in case, the two had tried not to go home alone, but to go home together in this way.

"You don't have to be so vigilant... I won't let your husband touch one finger more than I am with you, will you? On the contrary, magically enough not to die the moment you show up..."

"No, no, no. They're just hired, too, even though they're not well-patterned. Let's not be drastic if we can."

"Ha... if your husband says so much..."

Calcedonia with an unsatisfactory look, but as soon as Tatsumi walks out, he follows.

And when I caught up with Tatsumi just as quickly as I could to see what flashed along the way, I held his right arm to my chest.

"Huh...? Chico? And suddenly what's wrong!?"

Tatsumi is surprised when she suddenly holds her arm. And Calcedonia said this clearly toward Tatsumi.

"This is how we keep our bodies close to each other, because I am protecting your husband. Shh!!"

chuckle. That's already with a very happy grin.

"If you do this, you can show yourself and protect your husband even if you are suddenly attacked.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"No, I don't need you to protect me until I show myself... stay, well, I'm sure it's warm..."

With that said, Tatsumi, who is not fully satisfied, walks out with Calcedonia toward our home.

The path from the temple to home is, naturally, one that has passed many times before today.

When they go home together, they often lean back this way. Is that why? The merchants who open their shops on the streets they walk and the people of the city who pass too far are turning their warm and gentle gaze to the two of them.

The rapport between "The Virgin of the Temple of Savaivo" and his companion, "The Dark-Haired Dark-Eyed Youth", was completely familiar to some city dwellers.