Tilea’s Worries

"Neil, stop. Oh, you guys, wait outside the door!

"" Yes!

At the word of my daughter, they waited outside the room. Anyway, Mr. Nielzen is also honestly listening to his daughter, Ortizio, a nobleman. Are you appealing to me to be harmless? Or do you have other soul balls?

No, wait a minute. Before you think about it... Tilea, are you willing not to let me see Ortizio?

"Tyrea, why did you say wait outside?

"Yes, because my heart is still ready..."

Tyrea is painfully upset when she looks at it, right and left.

"Calm down a little."

"Mother, duh, duh, duh, what do we do? We're gonna be meat slaves."

I shouldn't. I might have scared you a little too much. Tirrea trusted Ortizio too much. So we talked about a devil famous for his crumbs with the intention of stabbing a nail......

This looks like the medicine worked too well. Tyrea was excited to say, "Evil disperse!" or "Meat slaves, never!" and so on. This is not where we negotiate with Ortizio.

I certainly don't trust Ortizio. There's a good chance you're overinvesting and cheating on your daughter. Tied up with debt, stupid, but maybe he's after his pretty daughter's body. You have to ask questions about your sincerity. And yet I can't calmly discuss it if Tyrea is so noisy.

Oh, you already knew. My daughter has a strong conjecture. If I frighten you, I will believe you.

"Tilea, calm down."

"Oh, the devil is coming. The devil is coming. There's a calcium-deficient demon coming!

No. I don't think my words are in my ear either. "The devil is coming," he snaps like a rumor.

And yet, the lack of Kasumu?

Sometimes, my daughter mutters words that don't make sense. When my daughter was little, I suspected her of being a brain disease, and I had shown her to the doctor. But I said, "No problem. It's just character," when he was diagnosed, he was horrible and sad at the same time. Well, now I think I love that stupid part too.

Anyway, I need to calm my daughter down! I grab Tilea's shoulder tightly and peek into her eyes.

"Tilea!"

Now you seem to have heard me. Stop rumbling and come hold my hand.

"Oh... Mother, duh, what should I do...?

"Leave the negotiation to your mother. You have nothing to worry about."

Hold Tilea's trembling hand tightly.

"But they're nobles like the demons who feed many women."

"It's okay. My mother is still used to negotiating like this. I won't be bothered."

"Oh, really?

"Yeah, so Tyrea's out for a while."

Turn Ortizio's nerves upside down if you were there. It is likely that the negotiations themselves will be frustrated.

"So, but I can't leave my mother alone. I'm with you."

Tilea's legs are trembling with discomfort. You're scared. But he tells me that by squeezing courage for my mother. A really friendly kid. I don't want you to be in danger because you are like that.

"Tilea, I'm fine. More than that, isn't Tim about to come home from school?

"It was! Tim will be back. As it were, Tim and the devil who expressed his true nature would bowl together."

"Right. So pick him up."

"So, but..."

"Tyrea is your sister, isn't she? You mustn't let my sister go to crisis!

"Yeah, you're right! Because I'll evacuate Tim soon. Don't let your mother see the devil by herself."

"Yes, sir."

"Well, then, I'll be back soon"

Tyrea jumped out when she said so. I'm sorry, Tyrea. Use your feelings of sister thoughts. I have to tell you this, dear, because you wouldn't have moved out of here in the wild.

All right! And then there's negotiation. When you tap your pussy and your own cheek into the mood, you speak to the two waiting outside the room.

"Mr. Ortizio, Mr. Nielzen, please come in"

"But Master Tyrea asked me to wait..."

"My daughter went out in a hurry."

"Really? Then I'll be waiting until you get home."

Hey, Mr. Nielzen, that's too serious. If Tyrea says wait, are you willing to keep waiting all day!

Ha, Mr. Nielzen has had these places since he was in Berga. Keep faithfully carrying out the words of your daughters. Even if the order was absurd. I guess it's because I owe you a favor for taking care of my job, or my daughter won't get her head up. Totally disciplined or something......

"Mr. Nielzen, my daughter said we don't have to wait any longer."

"Then I will see to it when Lord Tyrea returns."

Oh, this guy's too accommodating anymore. What do you do when a good adult fucking listens seriously to your child's words!

"Didn't my daughter tell you that I was going to talk to Mr. Ortizio?

"I'm listening."

"Well, I'd like to talk to you before my daughter gets back..."

"But Tilea told me to wait..."

I can't boil it yet. Phew, Mr. Nielzen is stubborn when this happens. Whatever I say, I don't listen. What can I do when this happens? Tirrea tells me the secret. Looks like I'm gonna have to say that word again.

"Mr. Nielzen, my daughter said she wants me to finish talking to her by the time she gets back. They say this is a death sentence."

A constant silence in my words.

And......

"Do you think so? Now if you'll excuse me."

He finally convinced me. Ha, I know exactly what Tyrea was saying already. I guess you didn't hire me anywhere because of your character, Mr. Nielzen. Man, I get a sigh.

And in the meantime, Mr. Nielzen brought a young man through the door behind the store. Is the young man about thirty years old? The face is a cheeky, normal face. It feels like it is everywhere. He is Ortizio, the son of a great nobleman.

Come on, Sarah, get in the mood. I am used to dealing with tyrannical aristocrats. Only my daughter will definitely try to protect me! When I'm in the mood,

"I'll see you first. My name is Ortizio Bo Bach. It's an honor to meet you, Serra."

A young man named Ortizio has laid his head on the ground and sat down in the ground.

What!? What!? Why are you so grumpy!

This is too unexpected. Would a nobleman give a dungeon to a common man? Even if you were up to something, it wouldn't be possible to throw away your pride so far. I shouldn't. I can't turn my head on unexpected events.

And I need you to lift your head for now! What disaster would come down if the nobles imitated me like this......

"Oh, that Mr. Ortizio, please raise your head. I don't care if they do this!

"Yes, I understand."

"Do you have one that's going to lift your head right up? Aah!

"Gu Hu!"

Mr. Nielzen's fist pierces the back of Ortizio's head. Ortizio was beaten where he was about to get up and stuck to the ground as he did.

"Chi, hey Mr. Nielzen, hey, what are you doing!

"Nah, it's education. I'm telling Ortizio what to look like as a loyal minister."

"Education is - stop hitting me all of a sudden!

I shout out unexpectedly at Mr. Nielzen's much work.

What a treat for the great nobleman...

This ends in disrespect, no matter how bad this one isn't.

Mr. Nielzen, aren't you out of your mind! He's exactly who my daughter says he is. I thought I was a more discerning person.

It's a little too crazy to call violence on a nobleman or suddenly beat people up!

Or no way. The mess has already started......

"Ortizio, it's Lady Sella's word. I'll leave the sanctions at this. Act truly."

"Yes, sir"

Ortizio gets up fluttered. You seem to have a concussion.

"Ortizio, you don't have enough hegemony to keep an army like this, fluttering with iron fists."

"also, sorry"

"Apologies are fine. More than that, first of all..."

I have a concussion and Mr. Nielzen's relentless mouthshot continues on the fluttering Ortizio.

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"D, Mr. Nielzen, you're already in there... and if you behave like that to your nobles, you'll be caught with disrespect."

"Aristocrats? Lady Selah, are you talking about the aristocrats, you Ortizio?

"Yes, it is, isn't it?

"No way, Ortizio can't be noble or anything"

"What, no? I just think it sounds so good because my daughter said it..."

Ha, that idiot already! Mr. Ortizio, you're not a nobleman. You must have made a terrific mistake because it's about that kid again.

"... No, Ortizio was noble. Right, Ortizio!

"Yes. I was a nobleman, a nobleman with titles from my ancestors."

"Chi, hey, Mr. Nielzen, isn't that what you were saying earlier different? Which one is it really?

"I'm sorry, am I old too? I was wrong. Lord Tyrea is right in his words. Ortizio is definitely a nobleman."

Then the two of us began to say, "Count of the ancestors," but the Duke.

What are these two......

I'm just kidding! They're really like children. It makes me wonder if Ortizio is truly aristocratic.

It's just a fact that Ortizio's house is hugely rich. There is no doubt that the condiments in this store are first-class. Still, with these two here, we can negotiate a decent debt? In particular, Mr. Nielzen is acting too strange. Or is it really starting to bog......

I look at Mr. Nielsen's face. The mustache fixed on romance grey hair is so shamelessly decided, yeah, dundee in vain. Well, anyway, I can't seem to get bogged down, but if Mr. Nielzen is in the way for the rest of the story.

"Oh, that Mr. Nielzen, I'd like to speak with Mr. Ortizio if possible..."

"I understand. Then I'll be waiting outside."

"I'm sorry. It's in a tight shape."

"There is no such thing. It is a natural course of action as a minister. Okay, Ortizio, but not like that."

"Also, of course you are"

"Dear Saila, if you Ortizio work disrespectfully, please call me anytime. I'll sanction the Iron Fist and you'll see."

That's what Mr. Nielzen says and shows me his fist. That attitude has no fear of the nobility at all. He didn't even put it on his teeth. It's like dealing with a neighborhood wacko.

"... Mr. Nielzen, Mr. Ortizio is really a nobleman, isn't he?

"Yes, you're right"

"Perhaps Mr. Nielzen also holds the title?

If the position is the same, I can snort that anxiety.

"Did Master Tyrea say that, too?

"No, I've never heard anything like that from my daughter. I'm just too close to Mr. Ortizio."

"Ha, that's because this guy I've known for a long time. I'm just..."

"Just...?

"... Dear Selah, what did Tyrea say about me?

"What!? You just... you said" no to "in" Chiuuuuuuuuuuuuuu "or something"

"Oh! You're right. I'm a" no to "in" Chubby. "

Hey, why, are you proud! As far as my daughter explains, I've heard that "chubby" refers to the owner of shameful ideas that the public can't face, and that "no" refers to people who can't help themselves.

I don't know. A year and a little after I got to know Mr. Nielzen. There are still many things I don't understand. Anyway, negotiations with Ortizio first.

Ortissio turns to the table skinningly as Mr. Nielzen leaves the room. Sitting directly opposite me, Ortizio has asked with a strange face.

"Oh, so, Dear Saila, I heard you wanted to talk to me..."

"Yes, my daughter deeply apologizes for the damage done to your store"

First, I apologized deeply for my daughter's untimeliness. It may not have worked very well because of Ortizio's subsoil. But I get seen at my feet doing groundwork, too. Because if you show the aristocrats the skis, they will chase you.

But you're overmeasuring my intentions, Ortizio, and he has a certain attitude toward my apology. He has a face saying he doesn't know why he was apologized for. It feels like I don't even know what I owe. Maybe the owner of this store isn't Ortizio?

The advice, Ortizio,

"Oh, I don't know what that apology means..."

I've bumped my suspicions.

"So our daughter borrowed money from Mr. Ortizio, didn't she? You must be the owner of this store."

"Sure enough, I was giving the money to Master Tyrea. But the owner of this store is with me...?

"Is it not? My daughter said you were the owner of this store."

"... that's right. I am Ortizio, the owner of this store. Stay tuned."

Reply like a catch...... what are you doing just now, these people.

"So what's the truth?

"So I'm the owner"

"Are you kidding me?

"No, not really."

"... well, fine. Anyway, I need to talk to you about the store debt. I'm sorry, but there is no repayment at this stage. You can say that full repayment of the debt is impossible. But I will continue to repay you at all -"

"Debt? You don't have to pay it back. On the contrary, we intend to continue to give you the funds for as long as Tirrea wishes."

"Hey, what are you talking about! The total amount of debt is over 'billions'. You're telling me you didn't have that!

"Yes, I am. Is there a problem...?

"Ha!? Isn't that the big ant in question! The debt is 300 million gold. I can't believe I'm charging that. Besides, Tilea, Tilea... you're a nobleman and the owner of this shop, right? What the hell is your intention and such an attitude!

"No, that's the Commander-in-Chief of the Evil Gods Army is te... no, wait... Oh, that Saila, abruptly, how far do you know about the Evil Gods Army?

"Evil Army? What does that mean? Are you saying that in the sense of an army of demons? But then it's the Demon King's Army, right?"

"Hmm, then I need to be pinned when I hear 'Evil God' or 'Legendary Demonic Camilla'..."

"What are you saying all of a sudden! Are you going to untie the history of this world now? Don't deceive me."

"Well... Dear Tyrea... kept secret... me too"

"Oh, what are you bumping about by yourself! You think Tyrea has anything to do with that evil army?

"No, this is the story. It has nothing to do with Master Saila. Well, as a nobleman, I was talking about investing in the army."

"Really? I don't understand war investment. But don't get your daughter involved."

"Of course it is. I'm Tyrea... I'm just hiring you as a cook."

It stinks. It's obviously hiding something. This man named Ortizio, he's rude and his eyes aren't laughing. At first glance, I treat you silly and polite, but sometimes you look at me like a fool, yeah, even some bug is watching.

You mistook Tyrea for a good man just looking at the surface of this man. This guy sucks. Something smells dangerous. Tyrea, I knew you were fooled.

"So you think you'll be convinced! My daughter can cheat, but I can't cheat."

"Deceiving is outrageous. I'm Tyrea... I'm just hoping and appreciating your culinary skills. There's no way there's anything else there. Besides, you said debt was a lot of money, but for me, a great nobleman, it's a tiny amount. You never get sick."

"Billions of dollars in debt is insignificant!

"Yeah, you're right."

This word of Ortizio. This doesn't feel like a lie. He really doesn't seem to think it's enough to take billions of dollars. But the person in question says it is insignificant, but it cannot be wavered that the total debt is billions.

All right. Why did Ortizio accommodate so much money for his daughter? It is unclear why I invest so much in my daughter. My daughter is very beautiful when she is good and bad. No wonder nobles want to surround themselves. But I think this amount is too big. No, I can't read this man's intentions.

"Let's be honest with each other now"

"Say...?

"What are you about?

"Tamaru, etc..."

"Don't lick me!

Unexpectedly poke a dagger for protection into Ortizio's belly.

"Dear Saila, please don't"

This look without getting upset with the dagger stuck in his belly. After all, this guy is the man behind it. It smells very dangerous.

"Fine, my daughter is an idiot, but she's a very good kid who's honest and intimate! I won't let you hurt my daughter."

"Phew, if you'd listened quietly earlier, you idiot, idiot and you..."

"Oh, you finally showed your horse leg. More than I've ever had a faint masked smile."

"Ki, you!

Ortizio transforms into an angry look. Finally successfully stripped off the false mask. I couldn't read the sincerity when it was given back as lazy as it was. It's dangerous, but Ortizio can confirm his sincerity right now.