The Peerless Kobold (WN)

The first row of the Viscount House is passed to an annex that will serve as a place to stay to the welcoming long-lasting maid, where two men and a waiter, separated from the escort, are guided to the reception room of the main building.

As the maid slowly opened the door as she proceeded to the main building of the interior, which was elegant but of a sense of character, she arrived in the desired room, near the entrance a relaxed baroness (Baroness) and a restless daughter waited to greet the visitor.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Azrite from the Deekbell family"

"It's Adelia Vest, at last"

A young nobleman with a soft impression takes the hand of a lady reached out with words, shakes her hand lightly, and then gazes at her matchmaker, a known courtier.

"Since last spring, Mr. Muriel."

"Long time no see, Senior Deekbell"

"Seniors... you graduated college before me?

"Ugh, it was"

As Azrite put it with a pranky grin, Muriel became more senior than he was in the first grade of Ningro because of the fact that he was allowed to graduate from a six-year sorcery school in just four years under the influence of an unsatisfactory best friend.

"Normally Azrite is fine."

"Hmm, let me do that."

Where, honestly, she offered her right hand and shook her hand, Adelia, who had the lead on this occasion, urged the two of them to sit back in the round table placed in the center of the room.

Ligretta, whose servants of the Deekbell family withheld behind the Lord to match it, brought them to the reception room, walks over to the round table and reaches for a copper pot hung with a white cloth.

Amber herbal tea is poured from the pot into one wooden cup after the other as the clean cloth on the top is removed and the aroma of hot air and rosemary drifts.

"My mothers and daughters love sweet things, so they come with honey..."

"No, thank you."

Sipping a small amount of liquid from the wood-carved cup in his hand, Azrite, biting off the aroma and sweetness, tightened her expression slightly before moving on to the point.

"This is the fringe, but can I expect a good reply that you've allowed me to visit?

"Well, I hope it's time for my daughter to settle down"

Born at the end of spring, Muriel crosses the age she married herself in the next few months, so Adelia is worried she might be late... but it's a problem for her daughter, who wants to easily do field research (field work) in search of creatures she hasn't seen yet.

(Ugh, I want you to leave me alone like your father)

With that in mind, while Muriel was sipping herbal tea little by little from the wooden cup, the conversation between her mother and Azrite, like exploring each other, proceeded, and the story rolled over to her as well, cutting a line.

"Mr. Muriel, I didn't get to ask you when you were in college, but... what do you think of me?

"Eh... I think you have soft hips and people seem nice"

"Ha, that's your impression to me."

The young man with a smile on his face is secretly popular with female students at the School of Magic, but should I also say it's a mismatch between demand and supply... it was subtly out of Muriel's taste.

(Mm-hmm. More like this... Do you want a wild taste?)

For her in the midst of daily experience as an adventurer named a biologist, her fiancée preferably has an inflexible spirit who does not give up even in distress and laughs invincibly at the ordeal.

There are certain indicators for same-sex Witches of the Storm (Ernesta) and for heterosexuals, Silver-haired Werewolf Dogs (Archer), so judgment criteria are unquestionably high from ordinary people.

However, because he is unconscious, he returns only words that are not difficult for the person who tries to reduce his mental distance, and Adelia, who sees how it goes, takes over the conversation.

"Actually, I have one thing to tell you about the friendship..."

"Yes, what is it?

With the reply Azrite turned her gaze to your lady and gently tilted her neck.

"If the two marry and my grandchildren are born, the children who inherited the blood of both families will have the right to inherit our home in addition to the Deekbells."

Since there are no immediate real children other than Muriel in the Vest family today, it is probable that, as a matter of fact, his daughter and her descendants will inherit the title and property.

"You deserve to entrust your beloved daughter, and hence our family and the town of Verheim, or let me try."

"... I don't mind, I'll take it"

Azrite admitted with a gentle expression after the patrol, but Adelia did not miss that the daughter of the servant who refrained behind him showed frustration for only a moment.

(Did you feel disrespectful to the Lord? Or... well, fine)

Although I was slightly concerned about the situation, I will continue the conversation.

Ligretta, may I see the paperwork for Lord Azrite?

"Yes, ma'am"

A long-lasting maid reached for parchment placed on a nearby auxiliary table and gave it to the guest who grabbed it.

"Is this... a Lesser Bankle"

"We had livestock damage a while back, and apparently we broke into the whole city."

The small warcraft (Lesser Bankle) that inhabits Schwark territory combines fox and squirrel characteristics, has a cute little animal-like appearance, and does not possess the natural power.

Strongly enough, it is agile, but when it is poured through the fangs when it is bitten, the muscle fibers and skin change into calcareous matter, and you suffer from "gypsum disease” which makes it difficult to move freely gradually.

It is not incurable because it is fully curable by the sacramental attribute magic "Ex Cure Light” used by the high priests of the diocesan Church… although it requires a great deal of progression and there are many cases of death due to multi-organ failure without being treated.

It should be noted that the young Muriel, who reached for the gauge in the fold of Christ's capture of a previously misplaced Lesser Bankle by his wife, had always eaten fist bones (cockroaches) from his sweet father.

"Pretty but troublesome...... Lesser Bankle"

"Sure... if I exterminate this warcraft, will you acknowledge it?

While agreeing with the whining he heard the leak, Azrite turns her gaze of confirmation to your wife.

It is difficult for him to capture a small warcraft (Lesser Bankle), but he does not even think it is worthy of discernment, just to refrain from graduating from the College and await the certification of the Wizard.

"Of course, we can't just leave the Warcraft alone as a home, so we asked an edgy adventurer. Let's have him compete."

In response to a call rang with words, a young man appears with silver hair and a forged body from the adjoining room opening the door.

"Lord Archer here is a master of bows and arrows, show his power by capturing the Warcraft sooner than he can."

Please be gentle, Lord Deekbell.

After a silver werewolf dog who was introduced as a celebrity and pretended to be a person was in a good mood, the matchmaker's seat came to an end as Adelia summed it up depending on the matter, while the daughter of a squire was unable to hide her displeasure at the attitude of trying the Lord on the contrary.