Olivier Alway was moving around the room restlessly, without hiding her grumpy appearance.
The cause is because of my fiancée, Jared Murphy.
I was terribly surprised when I heard you would fight dragon breeds at the request of the Sorcerer's Association. Furthermore, I was twice surprised that the land of that battle was the Duke of Alway.
I was angry at my father for annoying Jared, but also at Jared for not contacting me with one thing about my fiancée's self despite going to the battle for my life.
I really wanted to tell him to be careful, but when I realized it, I finished writing a letter full of sarcasm and gave it to Trane.
Olivier, who was satisfied with what he had done, said, "It's not!" I regretted my actions only after Trane got home.
"Ma'am, please calm down a little. In the meantime, it's not strange for the Duke to rendezvous with Jared, so you should be in touch soon."
Olivier cared about Jared's cheapness, not only did he sleep, but his diet didn't go through his throat.
My mother used to guide herself like that, but I'm just worried that Jared is fighting the dragon breed, etc., I couldn't possibly say, I just desperately misled her.
The communication she awaits is not like a letter. It is the magician's demon, who is in my father's arms. I can get the information as soon as possible via the user demon, but I haven't heard from him.
Olivier herself was astonished to have guided her younger fiancée as well as ten years old.
"Olivier is very worried about Jared."
"Not that I care about bad rumors, but if Jared Murphy dies, rumors will be added that I'm the Reaper"
"Where one more rumor just now, it doesn't seem painful or itchy?
"You tell me... but you actually do. Just Jared, I don't care about my rumors, and the man who said it back the other day."
"... I mean, you like it"
"No, I'm not!
Olivier loudly denies Trane's whining, but his face is slightly red.
He was Trane, showing off some lit trick, and feeling cute about Olivier, who couldn't be honest.
"No, I'm not. I know you can't say you're unbiased, but still. Oh, I'm glad I did and didn't hesitate to talk to you. The man I have met has always seen me only as the daughter of the Duke's house. It was unpleasant, though. But Jared was looking at me as Olivier."
"There you are, you've been tempted"
"Sometimes I don't know what to do.
"If you speak too loud, Master Hannellone will wake up."
"... because one day I will avenge you"
"Looking forward to it"
Because it is still early in the morning, Trane is right, so lurk his voice.
Thanks to the crappy exchange, I was just a little more comfortable.
"- Dear Olivier. There was a demon."
"How cheap is Jared!?
"Please Wait"
Outside the window a little bird was winged without making a sound. When the window opens and Trane gently offers his finger, the little bird clumps and pokes his finger.
At the same time, information flows to Trane. Concise, but conveyed the information I am looking for most now.
"Dear Olivier, Jared seems safe. Looks like the Duke is safe."
"... could it have been dangerous enough to be protected... I don't know how strong the dragon species are, but they're strong enough to make a dragon."
"I have never fought, but as far as I can tell, there is only one court magician who has defeated me alone," he said.
"... you said you dealt with that?
Trane goes on to reassure Olivier, who turns a blind eye to surprise.
"But your friend Laurenz Herring also accompanied you, so you don't seem to be reckless about fighting alone, etc. - Oh, there's another demon."
I spot a little bird poking a window with a beak from the outside, and Trane gives me a finger. An expressionless maid rarely and bitterly laughs at what came from the user demon who appeared with the same information as the first one.
"Sometimes it's unusual, what's wrong?
Olivier raised her surprise to Trane, who obviously found herself changing her expression.
"No, I thought Master Jared was really interesting. Looks like they were headed to defeat the dragon species, but they helped the wounded dragon species and fought and captured the adventurers who targeted the dragon species."
- What's that?
"Apparently, it was a false alarm that the dragon species were raging. Seems right that the adventurer attacked the dragon species, causing damage to the town."
Even so, if I hear you're helping the dragon species that should have been defeated, I wonder if the user demon has brought the right information.
"You're an adventurer... I hate adventurers"
"Me too. I don't know how many times I've eliminated it."
"Totally... Anyway, Jared's safe, right?
"Yes, you're safe"
"Good for you."
Olivier, who was able to find out his fiancée was safe, breathed a great relief and lowered his hips without help to the bed.
"I was wondering if I could be more honest if you were so worried. Master Jared will be delighted."
"You know Trane's the reason I can't do that."
"But if we talk about all the circumstances, Master Jared will be able to help us."
"I don't like it. I'm ten years older because my father and grandfather are close, and even though I feel sorry for me and my fiancée, I can't even get into my problems."
Olivier's expression is dark and sad.
Trane can't say anything to such a lord.
"It's bad for Jared, but let it come with your fiancée for a while because your mother likes it. If a third party lives in this mansion, there should be no more raids. Before he grows up, I just want to have a little fun introducing a nice lady and saying goodbye."
"Is Master Olivier giving up everything?
"No, I'm not. I haven't given up. You can't do anything else because you're fighting."
"If you said you were willing to marry me, Master Jared..."
"Trane"
In a voice with the power to quietly but not to say yes or no, Olivier called the maid's name.
"I don't deserve to marry Jared Murphy. I must protect my mother. I must not involve Jared in my problems. All right?
"Yes, I'm sorry"
Tell Trane, who lowers many deeply, never mind, to rise out of bed and speak up.
"When I found out I was safe, I got hungry. A little early, but let's make it breakfast."
"We will now prepare tea and scones"
"I'll help you, too. So does your mother, but I like chores, too."
Olivier, who was able to make sure Jared was safe, left the room with a sunny grin.
Following her, Trane realizes that Olivier's smile is not a genuine grin.
I'm certainly glad Jared was safe. But this is the first time Olivier has worried so much about one human being but my mother and Trane.
The first time the clumsy Lord liked it, the opposite sex was his younger fiancée as well as ten years old.
Olivier wouldn't admit it, but I figured out that her thoughts were in the hands of a long-time trainee.
Trane wishes.
I don't know how much Jared will live in this mansion, but I hope you notice Olivier's problem. And after realizing the problem, I couldn't help but hope not to escape Olivier.