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“It’s not a ceiling I don’t recognize…” (Nyango)
I woke up in a room in the Lagart family mansion.
It sends chills down my spine just to think back on how I could lose consciousness in a place I didn’t intend to.
If I hadn’t made it to the entrance hall…
If the Knight Commander hadn’t passed by…
I might have been carried by the sarcastic goatkin butler back to the room where the Fifth Prince was waiting.
I only took about two sips of the sleeping potion that had been put in my tea, except to enjoy the aroma of the steam.
In addition, I had purged my stomach in the bathroom, though I did it by myself, but I was still left in that state.
It seems that catkins have a lower tolerance to medicines than other races because of our smaller body size.
It seems that potions and the like are effective even at half the dosage, but we need to be careful because sleeping pills and poisons are just as effective.
Thanks to falling asleep at an odd hour, I woke up in the night.
I even spewed out my lunch back then when I had my stomach purged, and perhaps it was mental that I had no hunger or appetite even though I had skipped dinner.
I said no to the soldier on guard and went out into the yard to practice stick fighting.
I felt somewhat dizzy and my body felt terribly heavy, but as I repeated the exercises, the feeling of vertigo disappeared.
The reason my body felt heavy was probably because I had slept too much and the effects of the medication were still in my system.
Yes, this must be the effects of the medication… must be…
After breakfast, I explained the situation to the viscount, but he didn’t seem to be planning to protest.
Instead, the Viscount presented me with two envelopes.
One was addressed to the Viscount and the other to me, and the sender was His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince Edward.
“May I see it?” (Frederick)
“I don’t mind.” (Nyango)
The letter to the viscount, already sealed, contained only a short sentence.
“It was a prank that got too far, please forgive me.”
I checked the letter addressed to me just to be sure, but it contained the same sentence.
“Do I have to forgive them for this?” (Nyango)
“It’s natural for Nyango to be angry, but since the Royal Family has conveyed their intention to apologize in writing, it will be difficult to pursue this further.” (Frederick)
If this were a life-threatening problem, they probably wouldn’t be able to get away with an apology like this, but the reality is that other than falling asleep, I just felt devastated.
The upstart catkin honorary knight was teased by His Highness Edward… so I guess I have no choice but to settle the matter.
“You know that there are currently three princes who are supposed to be practically competing for the throne, don’t you?” (Frederick)
“Yes, His Highness the Third Prince Christian, His Highness the Fourth Prince Dionigi, and His Highness the Fifth Prince Edward.” (Nyango)
“Of these three, only His Highness Christian had publicly declared his intention to fight for the throne while His Highness Ernest was still alive. After the First Prince’s death, the other two announced that they too would fight for the throne, but I’m not sure how serious His Highness Prince Edward is about it.” (Frederick)
“Eh, do you mean that they don’t really plan to aim for the throne…?” (Nyango)
“Simply put, His Highness Edouard has a very twisted personality.” (Frederick)
According to the viscount’s story, his mother, the fifth queen, is apparently very paranoid, and her children, His Highness Edward and Princess Celestine, seem to have inherited this trait.
Apparently, he only reveals his innermost thoughts to his family, and his interactions with other members of the royal family are limited.
“It seems that in order to act in a way that does not reveal their true feelings, it is convenient for them to behave in a way that is typical of royalty, and that is how they are.” (Frederick)
“Then, how much of what they said at the meeting was not their real intention?” (Nyango)
I wonder if he was up to something when he spoke highly of me as a knight and named His Highness the Second Prince Baldwin as the mastermind behind the attack on the “Nest Leaving Ceremony”.
“Perhaps he meant what he said about Nyango’s assessment. But perhaps he had already factored that from the beginning that he would be rejected.” (Frederick)
“What about the part with His Highness Baldwin?” (Nyango)
“The other one is a check and balance. If Nyango returns in a dazed state, I will naturally ask you about the situation, and the people in the mansion will see you when you return home. Perhaps he was planning to spread the conspiracy about the Second Prince from there.” (Frederick)
“Could he have planned that far?” (Nyango)
“I don’t know, maybe I was thinking too much, or maybe he was calculating that Ambris would pass by.” (Frederick)
Hearing the Viscount’s words, I felt the hairs on my back stand up.
If he’s intentionally showing off a façade of this stupid character… I think I need to change my perception of His Highness Edward.
“What should I do?” (Nyango)
“I have refused the request for your appointment as a Royal Guard to all the camps, so you just have to remain neutral. Tomorrow is Aida’s entrance ceremony, and the day after tomorrow I will be leaving the Royal Capital, so there is nothing to worry about.” (Frederick)
“I understand, would you like me to accompany Miss Aida to the entrance ceremony tomorrow?” (Nyango)
“That’s right… I’ve heard that the Royal Family will also have security in place, but there’s no guarantee that there won’t be an attack like the other day, so could you accompany us?” (Frederick)
“Yes, I will come with you.” (Nyango)
Unlike the time of the “Nest Leaving Ceremony,” there is no need for ostentatious security, so I will be accompanying them in my honorary knight uniform.
If I don’t wear it while I am in the capital, I won’t have much of a chance to wear it once we return to Ibouro.
Besides, I’m still supposed to be growing… so I may grow taller next year and not be able to wear it anymore.
“Um, Your Excellency Viscount, what should I do if I can no longer wear the knight uniform?” (Nyango)
“If you are not summoned by the Royal Family, just add your coat of arms to an armor similar to your current knight’s uniform and go forth. If you are summoned by the Royal Family, you will have to go to the Royal Knight Order first or I will make a request to have a new knight’s uniform prepared for you.” (Frederick)
The knight’s uniform given to him by the royal family was so comfortable that it was unlikely that he would easily be able to find an equivalent.
Well, since I don’t want to go near the Royal Castle, which is like a den of monsters, I’ll stay quiet in Ibouro for a while.
Since my stay in the capital will last until tomorrow, and I hear that I have to leave in a bit of a hurry, I was told that if I wanted to buy souvenirs, I should do it today, so I went shopping in the city.
I bought souvenirs for Ms. Leila and the others in Chariot, but I forgot the most important thing.
After asking around to the people in the kitchen of the mansion, I headed for the rice store.
If I wanted to buy rice at a low price, I would go to a store in the Third District, but if I went to a store in the Second District, I could have it packed in a wooden box that would protect it from insects.
Considering a journey from Royal Capital and the storage after returning to Ibouro, I chose the store in the Second District this time.
Rice is commonly eaten in the Royal Capital, but even so, bread and pasta account for a larger proportion of the staple food.
Inevitably, there are more stores that deal in flour, and the stores are larger in size, but the rice wholesaler also had a rather splendid appearance.
When I think of a rice wholesaler, I tend to think of things from my previous life, with tiled roofs, wooden signboards, indigo-dyed curtains, and storefronts, but I was a little disappointed with the store’s ordinary appearance.
“Hello, I would like to buy some rice…” (Nyango)
I called out to the Buffalokin employee at the front of the store, but he looked at me with an annoyed look on his face.
He looked at me from ear to tail, then replied with a sigh.
“Sorry, we don’t do business with commoners.” (Buffalokin)
Although he says he’s talking about commoners, it’s clear that he doesn’t want to sell to an unknown catkin.
“Um… I came to ask the Viscount Lagart family, but I guess it’s no good?” (Nyango)
“The Viscount’s mansion? W-we can’t help it then. Basically, we don’t do business with ordinary people… Instead, we only accept payments in cash.” (Buffalokin)
“I see, that’s fine.” (Nyango)
Well, I guess I could just show them my guild card, but I don’t like it because it seems kind of pompous.
I mean, it would be better to dress a little more neatly in the Royal Capital.
Although the service was not what I would call good, the assortment of rice was as good as you would expect from a store in the Second District, and they handled a variety of rice varieties.
It seems that they are divided into short-grained to long-grained varieties, depending on their production area and purpose.
Of course, the rice I purchased was a slightly more expensive variety, similar to Japanese rice.
I asked them to pack it in a large wooden box that would hold about 20 kilograms.
“The price is 2 large silver coins, and 2 silver coins for shipping fee.” (Buffalokin)
“Then, please deliver this to Nyango Elmer at Viscount Lagart’s mansion by tomorrow.” (Nyango)
“Huh…?” (Buffalokin)
As soon as I mentioned my name, the clerk’s face changed.
“Excuse me, but are you Sir Elmer himself?” (Buffalokin)
“Yes… Thank you for the delivery.” (Nyango)
“I-I will gladly take care of it!” (Buffalokin)
After I handed over the payment and left the store, the buffalokin came out of the store to see me off until I could no longer see him.
After this, I wandered around the Third District, and when I returned to the Lagart family mansion in the evening, I found rice had arrived.
The rice was accompanied by a letter, apologizing for the clerk’s rudeness and enclosing two large silver coins and two silver coins.
Mm, I’ll patronize them again when I come to the Royal Capital… though I don’t plan to come back for the time being.
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