Chapter 31 - A Certain Steward Gets in the Way
It was the third day of my uneventful and lazy life, avoiding the Hydras dispute.
The mourning woman, Silvana, is holding her clothes with a haggard look on her face.
“Well, it’s really all thanks to Al!”
Milva looks a little apologetic.
“Al, thank you so much.”
In contrast to the mournful Silvana, she looks very decent.
“No problem.”
The moment she smiled back, I felt a shiver run down my spine.
(Hyiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
Am I hearing things? I think I heard a man’s scream that seemed to tear the silk.
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It happened at the Scala house.
""
Kiara is looking at the house order with a calm face.
she looks calm, but she has a dark aura about her.
It’s something a sensitive person would feel.
“Mario, have you received any bills for my brother’s payment? I’m sure he’s already …… in the fourth apostle’s base, right?”
Mario is trembling like a frog being stalked by a grieving snake.
He looks like he’s about to have a stroke.
Mario felt a chilling sensation coming from Kiara.
“I will not know if you remain silent.”
Mario jumped up, stiffening at the sound of the icy voice.
Then the paper he had been hiding behind him fluttered down.
Walking slowly, Kiara picked up the paper and stiffened for a moment.
A low chuckle escaped from Kiara densely.
Mario exclaimed.
“Hyiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
Then he swooned.
Kiara’s shoulders were shaking.
“Is that the second one? Is it the third? A lot?”
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The mourning woman, Silvana, made a strange face.
“Al, what’s wrong?”
“Oh, no …… something gave me the chills.”
Milva looked at him with a worried expression.
“A cold? Don’t you think you should take it easy and get some rest?”
“I’m fine, it’s just …… strangely I feel like I’m not supposed to be here.”
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The mourning woman, Silvana, is woozy.
“Then let’s go to the 5th apostle, I’m looking forward to it since she’s the only female.”
That troublesome woman, huh.
Milva and I looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders.
“Mu, what’s with that eye contact! When did you two become such good friends!”
She came at me with the vigor of an old lady who is hungry for love stories.
“It’s just your imagination. You’re so hungry for a man that you’ve gone through withdrawal symptoms.”
“How rude! I’m an apostle-sama all the way.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
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I’m going to retrieve the teacher who was only drinking and not talking and leave for the 5th apostle’s base.
In the carriage, the teacher had a look on his face like he remembered something.
“In fact, the fifth apostle is quite different from the other apostles.”
The mourning woman, Silvana, came at him as if to say, “Don’t make fun of women”.
“You mean women?”
The teacher shook his head as if to say no.
“There are not many accomplishments left, you know. Compared to the other apostles, the difference is stark. It’s a third in proportion.”
The mourning woman, Silvana, nodded her head. They may have been given rough figures and felt it was unnatural.
“There are many unrecorded achievements, aren’t there?”
Knowing the danger of the fifth apostle, Milva and I looked at each other and shrugged.
The teacher gave me a curious look, as if he was curious about my unconcerned demeanor.
I guess he thought I’d question it for less than usual reasons.
“It’s unusual that the kiddo doesn’t ask. I thought he would ask. Have you lost interest already?”
“Well, the content itself is repetitive. I’m not interested in how many repetitions there are.”
In fact, I’m not interested in the number of repetitions because I know why there are so few.
“Your teacher is lonely …… Oh!”
“What’s wrong?”
The teacher grinned like a little prankster who had found a toy.
“I found something that might interest you, kiddo.”
“Oh, what’s that?”
“You should look forward to it later”
Silvana gave him a blank stare as he waved his fingers in the air.
“Disgusting Virgin.”
I was unusually inclined to fully agree with the mourning woman Silvana’s opinion.
Chapter 31 - A Certain Steward Gets in the Way
It was the third day of my uneventful and lazy life, avoiding the Hydras dispute.
The mourning woman, Silvana, is holding her clothes with a haggard look on her face.
“Well, it’s really all thanks to Al!”
Milva looks a little apologetic.
“Al, thank you so much.”
In contrast to the mournful Silvana, she looks very decent.
“No problem.”
The moment she smiled back, I felt a shiver run down my spine.
(Hyiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
Am I hearing things? I think I heard a man’s scream that seemed to tear the silk.
◆◇◆◇◆
It happened at the Scala house.
""
Kiara is looking at the house order with a calm face.
she looks calm, but she has a dark aura about her.
It’s something a sensitive person would feel.
“Mario, have you received any bills for my brother’s payment? I’m sure he’s already …… in the fourth apostle’s base, right?”
Mario is trembling like a frog being stalked by a grieving snake.
He looks like he’s about to have a stroke.
Mario felt a chilling sensation coming from Kiara.
“I will not know if you remain silent.”
Mario jumped up, stiffening at the sound of the icy voice.
Then the paper he had been hiding behind him fluttered down.
Walking slowly, Kiara picked up the paper and stiffened for a moment.
A low chuckle escaped from Kiara densely.
Mario exclaimed.
“Hyiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
Then he swooned.
Kiara’s shoulders were shaking.
“Is that the second one? Is it the third? A lot?”
◆◇◆◇◆
The mourning woman, Silvana, made a strange face.
“Al, what’s wrong?”
“Oh, no …… something gave me the chills.”
Milva looked at him with a worried expression.
“A cold? Don’t you think you should take it easy and get some rest?”
“I’m fine, it’s just …… strangely I feel like I’m not supposed to be here.”
""
The mourning woman, Silvana, is woozy.
“Then let’s go to the 5th apostle, I’m looking forward to it since she’s the only female.”
That troublesome woman, huh.
Milva and I looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders.
“Mu, what’s with that eye contact! When did you two become such good friends!”
She came at me with the vigor of an old lady who is hungry for love stories.
“It’s just your imagination. You’re so hungry for a man that you’ve gone through withdrawal symptoms.”
“How rude! I’m an apostle-sama all the way.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
◆◇◆◇◆
I’m going to retrieve the teacher who was only drinking and not talking and leave for the 5th apostle’s base.
In the carriage, the teacher had a look on his face like he remembered something.
“In fact, the fifth apostle is quite different from the other apostles.”
The mourning woman, Silvana, came at him as if to say, “Don’t make fun of women”.
“You mean women?”
The teacher shook his head as if to say no.
“There are not many accomplishments left, you know. Compared to the other apostles, the difference is stark. It’s a third in proportion.”
The mourning woman, Silvana, nodded her head. They may have been given rough figures and felt it was unnatural.
“There are many unrecorded achievements, aren’t there?”
Knowing the danger of the fifth apostle, Milva and I looked at each other and shrugged.
The teacher gave me a curious look, as if he was curious about my unconcerned demeanor.
I guess he thought I’d question it for less than usual reasons.
“It’s unusual that the kiddo doesn’t ask. I thought he would ask. Have you lost interest already?”
“Well, the content itself is repetitive. I’m not interested in how many repetitions there are.”
In fact, I’m not interested in the number of repetitions because I know why there are so few.
“Your teacher is lonely …… Oh!”
“What’s wrong?”
The teacher grinned like a little prankster who had found a toy.
“I found something that might interest you, kiddo.”
“Oh, what’s that?”
“You should look forward to it later”
Silvana gave him a blank stare as he waved his fingers in the air.
“Disgusting Virgin.”
I was unusually inclined to fully agree with the mourning woman Silvana’s opinion.
