The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

I had some feeling.

That's what I thought when I heard from Antonio via Ayano about "Go to Ferber's House," and when Iris and I visited the Ferber residence and the maid pulled us apart saying, "Iris, please wait here." So I had some hunch, even for Niza.

Well, even if you think about it, I want you to see it. Niza is the man who took it to Ferber and scratched his precious raised daughter from the side. There's no hassle in welcoming me, and if I had to resent the bone marrow, curse or get beat up, sympathy even if it was in the half-kill me-- I might be able to buy a little, but Niza Roat knew so much about the relative fact that she would say, 'Well, you're bad'.

"... until what time are you going to stay standing there? Why don't you sit down?

"Heh? Ha, ha, no!

I don't give a damn about the embarrassment of my voice turning over. More precisely, I can't afford to care about that. Niza took three steps to lower herself to the recommended chair.

"Um... Sir Ferber?

"What?

"Well, I think it would be very rude to ask what I did..."

That's what I'm talking about. Chills and gaze.

"'Arr'...... what is it?

Behind Ferber, he turned to 'Guillotine', which sits dignified.

"That's one of the execution tools, Guillotine."

"Uh... the one like the coffin next to the guillotine..."

"It's a torture device called 'Iron Maiden'. Well... it's more of an execution than torture when you get there already. It's an execution tool."

"... that... I hear some angry cow outside?

"You know what, Niza? They used to have an execution method called cattle ripping."

"... uh... ahahaha... why do you have such a thing?

Stupid question. Overwhelming stupid question.

In such a Niza inquiry, Ferber smiled with no more.

"... come on, why do you think?

Sweat that shouldn't flow, but it won't stop. Seeing Niza like that, Ferber turned off his earlier grin and tortured - his gaze at the execution tool.

"What, it's an aristocratic preference. Care for tools is indispensable so that noble things can be executed correctly at all times."

Do you have a nobleman with such a crush? You know, executions whenever you want! Like, why do you need to call me back in the first place to take care of it! Or disappeared with all the sentiments and emotions in Niza's head. Of course, it's not Niza who speaks such a foolish thing. That being said, Niza is a brilliant merchant and goes by there. I swear, I can't possibly ask such a stupid question.

"Don't be so frightened, Niza. I haven't had a chance to use this execution device before, even though I tried to get it for once. Luckily."

"Oh yeah! Oh, that's right! Sir Ferber, known for his innocence, there's no way he could have carried out such a brutal execution!

"It's going to be used today."

"See you again! Sir Ferber, make a joke!

"I hate jokes"

……

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"... and nevertheless! It belongs to Sir Ferber, who is vice president of Kingsguard at the royal branch, and must be expensive!

"It's just stuff I bought at an ancient tool store. There's no such thing as wasted money."

"Ah, haha...... so, but! After all, Lord Ferber only has it, and the boulders are somehow full of elegance -"

"I'll change the story, Niza. I hate merchants' old ladies' too."

"- Niza, I'll shut up. It will be shellfish."

Tara and cold sweat seep through Niza's forehead. Earlier statements were certainly impossible for me. In the first place, there is no way that the use can be a tool of torture, an elegance, etc.

"Uh... Sir Ferber. The..."

"Hey, Niza?

"Yes?

"Iron Maiden tonight... don't you think he's hungry for blood?

"... haha... haha"

I just have to laugh now.

"Well, you shouldn't be so intimidating, should you? Look, Niza's solidified, isn't she? Too many jokes."

I can hear the calm voices I could hear from behind Niza showing such a dry laugh. A rapidly cooling head pulled the Lord of that voice out of the database of memories, realizing the fact that 'it is the voice of that person', and the exhalation of relief, the first time he came to this house, leaked out of Niza's mouth. Neeza and the merchant, and the merchant who came and went as deep as he could "run off".

"Master Aisha. Shabby -"

I realized that the voice I could hear from behind was Mrs Ferber, Aisha who said, "It's like painting a picture of warmth," and I smiled and turned around, thanking myself for getting out of this dead-or-dead situation.

"........................... Ah, Master Aisha?

"It's been a long time, Niza. Is it a breath disaster?

"Ah, yes. Thanks to you. - What, Master Aisha? Um... what do you have in your hand?

"Oh, here it is?

That said, Aisha shows it in her hand with a nickel.

"This is a tool called a thumb thumb machine. Now they pinch my thumb and tighten it up tightly... because I don't know how to use it either"

……

"Oh yes! Niza, could you let me try it for a second?

The smile that floated earlier hardens. Seeing the look on Niza's face like that, Ferber shook his neck to the left and right with his gaze towards Aisha to show it.

"Aisha, treat me."

"Oh? Was it no good?

"Too many jokes, did you say? Look at Niza's face. It's hardened with a smile."

"Oh... I'm sorry about that."

"Don't kid around too much, Aisha. Roughly?

That's what I say, get up and take the thumb thumb machine from Aisha's hand.

"This is not an 'execution tool'." A tool of torture. "

"Oh, oh? Did I make a mistake?

"Oh. Absolutely... you're a little bit of a dick no matter how old you are, huh?

"Ah... haha... I'm embarrassed"

"Phew."

"haha"

"... no, a little? Impossible, in many ways."

Aisha with a beauty that doesn't make you feel old and a sinister second furber. Although it is a very picturesque diagram, there is a thumb thumb machine in Ferber's hand, and behind it is a number of torture tools - a soothing seat. Forget your position and Niza will stick with the penetration into the structure that any avant-garde painter would not draw too avant-garde.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Niza"

"Oh? I'm sorry, Niza. I think I made a mistake. I hear it was a torture device. I'm sorry, sir."

I carefully showed Aisha, who broke her hips, shaking Niza's hands like she was in a panic.

"Oh, no! Oh, no! Everyone has a mistake! Because there is! It's not a problem!

Exactly. It doesn't make a big difference where Dead or Dead has turned into Dead or Out.

"Well, not to mention that."

That said, Ferber pounds and throws the thumb thumb machine in his hand. Sole, drawing a beautiful parabola, hit Iron Maiden, making a dry noise with Karan and rolling to the ground.

"... come on, get started"

An excuse.

To Ferber's words carrying the execution tools on Buck, Niza realized that her adventure had ended here.

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"... start me off, it's not like you can start inside. Don't you dare sit down, Niza. You'd better listen to Aisha with you."

That's what I said. Ferber walks up to the chair I was sitting in earlier and sits down in the chair. To imitate it, Aisha also lowered her hips next to Ferber.

"Yes, chairs are fine! Standing!

"I don't mind. Sit down."

"Yes, no! Let me just keep saying this! Sir Ferber!

I came here to say, "Please give your daughter to me." I kind of had a lot going on and I tend to forget about it, but I still came to say it, but I sit in a chair and other disrespectful things. Some would say it would be more disrespectful to look down from the top, but still the person below should stand, and with a strong will Niza solidifies the chair.

"... Guillotine or Iron Maiden, which do you prefer?

"Let me sit down!

The strong will made a sound and collapsed.

"You can't be angry at me for making a scene like that. Don't distract me."

"That's right, Niza. If we're the only ones sitting here, it's hard to talk."

Two words fall out of the right to the left. To Niza in the sky above, Aisha put her hand on her cheek and sighed.

"You're in trouble. We're not going to talk about this. I heard Niza was coming to say something... what should I do, you"

"I don't know if you're nervous, but I don't want you to mess things up."

That said, it is. Even 'Take Your Daughter' is a man - well, if it's going to happen, it's an event I want to avoid going through. Plus a bunch of execution equipment. It's not like I drew Niza's feelings like that, but Ferber goes along with the sigh of good luck.

"I can't do Iris to my wife. Well, that's what I mean by" degree. "

In one word, Niza's consciousness returned to reality.

"Oh, that's not true! Me - I love Mr. Iris!

"... Hmm? So?"

"So... so..."

As she rose from the chair she had just sat down earlier, Niza lowered her head as much as she could.

"- I, Niza Roat, love Mr. Iris! Please, forgive us for our marriage!

Between the responses, silence flows. I heard Aisha's gentle voice over Niza's head, which I think I will definitely give her until I have a response.

"Keep your head up, Niza"

……

"Niza?"

"... I will keep lowering it at all times until you forgive me!

……

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"... you? Niza seems to prefer animals. To the cattle outside..."

"I'll raise it! I'll get it up right away!

Neeza's eyes, panicked for her, showed Aisha's face, like trouble, and still just a little angry.

"I don't like it the way it is now."

"... Yes"

"Iris is the daughter I raised dearly. What makes you say that you want the daughter to be your daughter-in-law and say, 'If you don't forgive me, I won't raise my head' as if you were blackmailing her? In those words, did you think we'd say," I don't have a choice, let's just admit we're married "? I didn't raise my daughter to be that much of a 'value' person, did I?

"... I'm sorry to bother you. It was shallow."

"You can't give your precious daughter to your daughter-in-law if you're so shallow."

"Ah, Master Aisha! That's..."

That said, Niza bites her lips tight. Still, I managed to take the word for it.

"... I admit it was shallow. Something I didn't do the right way. But still... still, I love Mr. Iris - Iris. I really want to accompany her."

"... oh?

Saying so, Aisha puts her index finger under her chin and leans her neck to the side, um, just to think about it a little bit.

"... right. So, Niza? Can you tell me about three things that you love about Iris?

Smile like a prankster and say that to Aisha.

"Iris is a hard worker. Whatever happens, whatever happens, it doesn't screw up."

Strike back, no time.

……

"Iris is sweet. Even if it's hard on you, you think about them first. When I'm depressed, you care about me, even if it's hard on you."

"... oh"

"Iris is a little dodgy. But he's someone who can turn that dodge into 'fun'. Someone who can make a mistake, squeal it, and positively use it as the next food. I 'm-"

I'm attracted to Iris like that.

……

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"... your face?

"Yes?

"Face, shape...... whatever the way you say it, is there any part of you that was attracted to Iris' appearance? I was going to hang it on my hand salt and raise it to be a beauty?

"Oh, uh... well..."

"Don't you mind?

"No, that's not true! This way, when you can stare, you say it makes you pout...... no! I'm not attracted to your face... I'm not saying you don't! Right. - Master Aisha?

I said it, and Niza looked surprised at Aisha, who grinned as she shrugged.

"It's a joke, Niza. Well, when I said, 'I like your face,' I was going to slap you out."

"... Ha ha"

Cold sweat runs down Niza's back. Instead of three, if it was' say ten ', I would have said' face 'about the seventh. Eisha put her hand on her mouth as strangely as she understood Niza's mood like that.

"This is also a joke. Facial preference is also an important factor. Some people say humans are contents, but they've never crossed the line."

You're not bragging about your daughter, are you? and smiled with tea glance to show, Aisha pointed her gaze at Ferber.

"... is that enough?

"Yeah, I heard what I wanted to know."

"... Hmm"

"I didn't say 'face' to begin with. I can see that Niza often 'looks' at Iris. And as a woman, I'm happy to see it for one man, because it's something you can think of. That's the only thing that can overcome any difficulty, right?

"... you usually don't say 'I like your daughter's face' or anything like that, do you?

"If you don't come out between the three. Well, it's a passing score. You're watching it to the extent that it doesn't come out... and it's good to know what's missing."

……

"... and I think she was a boxed daughter, an unknown, hard-won lady. So now I ask you to preach 'public rigour' to me. Because whatever I say won't be convincing. As for the mother's emotions, that's it."

Come on, say it. I'll sit back in my chair loosely, Aisha. I sighed when I saw that appearance, and Ferber continued his words.

"I know, but I'm against you two getting married"

"... Yes"

"I have heard to some extent that you would be the 'egg' of a good merchant. I see, you can imagine in past deals that you are both practical and good at."

"... thank you"

"But Niza. Still, you're an 'egg'."

"... Yes"

"Regardless, I'm not denying the thing 'futuristic'. but your future is brittle than the Rote Chamber of Commerce is the Chamber of Commerce that sells its' technology '"

You know what I'm talking about? Niza nods small to Ferber asking.

"No matter how clever the gold accounts are at the Rote Chamber of Commerce, which sells technology," he said.

"I'm not even saying no. I don't know, it's the first time I've had a thing to sell and that gold account comes alive. That would be fatal in the Rote Chamber of Commerce, which creates its value, not the Chamber of Commerce, which flushes the goods from right to left, right?

"... Yes"

"... well, he's a gatekeeper in the field of accessories. You'll need some special technology, some kind of flash, and from now on, whatever happens to you where you trained your sole? I've known your father a long time, but Antonio was one end engineer around your age, wasn't he?

"... you're right"

"So, if there is. How do you have a picture of how you're going to run the Rote Chamber of Commerce in the future? What can you do without skill to gather the respect of the technicians and paint that 'future'?

"Oh, that's..."

"You've never thought about it, have you?

"... Yes"

No words. Niza, as a "merchant," became a thing there, but she wasn't a "proprietor," and she applauded Antonio for being her father, who wasn't going to die if she killed him. To put it bluntly, I never imagined the Rote Chamber of Commerce that I would lead. Ferber sighed in a small way at Niza, who was drooling.

"I guess. So something comes up called 'Marine Insurance' and so on. Oh, don't get me wrong? I'm not saying maritime insurance is not a good idea. I just didn't think I could imagine the future of the Rote Chamber of Commerce, so I could come down and throw away the Rote Chamber of Commerce sign."

"Shh, I can't believe I threw it away! That's not true."

"No, what? So I ask you the other way around, Niza, you think you can do something called maritime insurance, but not lose the quality of Rote Chamber of Commerce products and supply the same level of accessories as before? I don't think I can do it."

"Oh, that's..."

It lasts all night, and the days that still didn't wrap up inside turn my head. It's in the prep stage. If maritime insurance really moves, I'm sure it's easy to imagine a busier day awaiting you than it is now. My body, my heart, will be worn out.

"... Still, I'll do it"

But that's not why I can break it here.

"We will also do maritime insurance and the Rote Chamber of Commerce will develop and show it now more than ever!

"Let's praise him for being so loud in front of me. But as I said earlier, exactly what kind of 'painting' are you talking about? Oh, don't say 'I'll do my best' or something, okay? I hate gut theory."

With that said, Ferber sees Niza from the bottom.

"You're 'just hitting the road' now. I get my hands on things like maritime insurance without thinking about it, dirty the Rote Chamber of Commerce sign without thinking about it, without thinking about it... rushing off, etc."

……

"Do you think I can do that to you, my dear daughter? Now it's" Just Hitting the Goes, "don't you throw your daughter away?

"Chi, no! That's all different!

"You don't trust me. If you get cornered, wouldn't it be easy to get your hands on a different woman? That's what you've done. So."

- That's not good for you, my daughter.

That being said, Ferber sat back deep in his chair.

"... now"

Success to words.

"... Huh?

"Give me the 'Marine Insurance' you're doing, the 'Results' for me in two years. Of course, without losing the quality of the Rote Chamber of Commerce's products, it has developed more than ever. I don't care how. You can sharpen your skills, you can hire enough technicians to compete with Antonio, you can raise them."

"Ah... Huh? Oh, that's... forgive me... can I have it?

"I didn't say forgive, etc."

That's what I said, humming my nose.

He said, "I will wait two years for you and Iris to make enough money to live together."

"... well, that's..."

"What? Can't you do that?

"Ya, I'll do it! I'll do it even if I die!

"I told you I hate gut theory. It's the results that matter."

That's what Ferber says. He turns his gaze to Aisha.

"Call Iris."

"... Yes"

Nodding at Ferber's words, Aisha took a seat and went outside the room. After a while, I came back to my room with Iris.

"... Father... I'm sorry..."

"Apologies are good. Iris, you work as a maid of honor for this mansion for two years now. Whatever you cook, you can't clean, you can't wash, right?

"... Yes"

"Anyway, if you're going to marry a nobleman's house, Niza is a civilian lineage. Cleaning, laundry, and clutter around you in two years. Pay up. Instead, neither I nor Aisha would treat you as a 'daughter', and I would tell the maids to treat you as a newcomer. It can be hard and tough, but can you do it?

"So, you can do it! I'll do it!"

"Is that good? Now, can I get you an easier path?

"I don't need it! If you can live with Niza, you can do anything!

Iris presents her gaze to Niza, keeping her reddish cheeks intact. Ferber's cheeks picked up when he noticed that the joy and excitement Zhu was also floating on Niza's cheek that was given to him.

"... oh yeah. You forgot to say something important. I won't be seeing you alone for two years."

""... Huh?

"Of course not? You guys are 'in training' if you ask me. Don't think you have time to lose your depression while you're in training."

With that said, Ferber, who turns to Humphrey Soppo, and Niza and Iris, who are stained with despair. Seeing those three, Aisha broke in with a bitter smile.

"You're overdoing that, aren't you? Plus, you two. Don't just say you know each other with your eyes like that in front of your father. Your father will persuade you, won't he?

"Shh, I'm not stubborn! I'm not here... but..."

"You?"

"Ugh... Gu..."

Say it, Ferber to shut up. Ferber still opens his mouth so that he manages to squeeze it out.

"... ok. I'll see you once a year."

"It would be reasonable once a month."

"- Aisha!"

"What do you say, both of you?

I shake my neck up and down to Aisha's words with a thankful look like Iris and Niza met the Buddha in Hell and not even a cow toy.

"What do you think?

"............ ok. Then you and I meet once a month."

That said, I stare at Aisha just a little bit.

"... I'm the only bad guy"

"That's what I'm talking about, man. My parents..."

Sigh on Aisha, who gives out his pelo and tongue, one. Ferber continued his words.

"... for two years, both Niza and Iris will be positively married if they come up with my convincing results... no, let's promise for sure. Especially if they're not both cold by then."

That said, Ferber takes a seat.

"... that's the end of the story. Iris, I can't believe you two are going home with Niza today, and come back here first thing tomorrow morning. I'll have a maid's room, not the one you've been using. Stay there."

Hmm, sniffles, Ferber walks. Deep down, he opened the entrance door to his buttocks and let himself out without sending a single glance.

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"... it's too late for the night, isn't it?

"... here's the dialogue. You weren't asleep yet?

Alone in the room with the lamp's unreliable lights swinging, Aisha spoke to Ferber, who was drinking to lick it. Ferber looked up slightly when he saw that he had a clear glass in his right hand.

"... you drink? The booze wouldn't be that strong, would it?

"Wouldn't it be nice once in a while? It's our little girl's sunny doorstep."

Saying so and lowering his hips opposite Ferber, Aisha holds him with both hands and offers him a glass. Sighing at the appearance, Ferber filled the glass by tilting the liquor bottle diagonally.

"What's a sunny doorstep, what's"

"My pretty daughter is going to my wife, isn't she? Isn't that a sunny doorstep?"

"Nothing, it's not 'sunny'. If it was meant to be, you could have yelled at Niza and chased her back... right, you could have made that Iron Maiden rust."

"Again, there is no such benefit. It's a habit I don't even intend to."

"I'm the man to do it when I say I'm gonna do it, right?

"Oh? But if you do that, Iris will hate you, won't he?

Ferber stuffs his breath much more to Aisha's words. I have something to say, but I cupped him to swallow it.

"... hmm"

It's those words that came out. I looked at it strangely and Aisha also put her mouth on the cup.

"Nevertheless, was it a pleasure? 'Hire' Iris at home."

"... what do you mean?

"If you really need chores and other skills, wouldn't it be better if you hired them at another house? Yeah, I told you, it's about you anyway. You're gonna spoil it a little bit, aren't you?

"I don't mean to. I don't mean to... in the first place, I'm embarrassed to be able to put it elsewhere."

"Really? When I was younger, I was serving in noble mansions, too, right?

Without taking Emili as an example, it is not uncommon for noble daughters and sons to go out to public service under higher nobility. It's called a behavioral apprenticeship.

"... but? Iris is a good old man, isn't he?

"You can still go about that age, right?

"Yes, but"

"Is that what 'learning' means? It's embarrassing."

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"... Hola, you. What's the real deal?"

"Ho, you mean it?

"It's not some other house that imposes strict 'training', it's why you bother to keep it 'on hand', right?

The same Nico grinning face. Before that smile, Ferber opened and closed his mouth two or three times trying to carry on the words, and still shook his neck to the left and right as if he had given up that the words were not coming out.

"... my daughter"

"Yes?"

"Regardless of the man who inherits the house... my daughter can't be with her father at all times. If that's the case, then you don't have to do it and leave early."

"... uhhhh"

"... Hmm. Laugh if you want to."

"I won't laugh. I love your family."

"... and tell you what? I didn't unconditionally approve of the marriage. If I'm convinced, yes. Don't get me wrong."

"Oh? I'm sure I'll be smart."

"Hmm? What's the rationale?

"Niza's... what was it? Marine insurance, is it? Your Majesty and Lotte will do their part, won't they?

"... sort of"

"In addition, Antonio, like you, is' sweet 'to children."

"... what do you mean?

"I'm sure I'll help Niza. That one is posing as a luxurious leper, but because he is a real delicate one. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to do such a great design."

"Has Antonio come to say 'delicate' that he is likely to mistake for a bear? Well... I told you but I don't think Niza would do it cleverly. But Iris..."

"It's okay, Iris will do it."

"... on what grounds? As I said earlier, I hate gut theory."

"Guts? No, I'm not."

That's what I said, laugh at Nicole.

"Because Iris is our daughter."

To Aisha's words like that, Ferber stunned for a moment and then exhaled loosely.

"... you know what I mean to say that?

"What is it?

"It's called Parental Idiot."

"Oh."

To Ferber's words, he laughed strangely and Aisha drank up only a little alcohol in the remaining cup, one wink.

"- I don't want you to say that to your stupid parents."