Episode 56: Desert-colored clothing
A few days after the Royal Tea Party, I again received an invitation from Illywia for next month's tea party.
There were two tickets in the package.
It seemed that she remembered Yuwen properly.
In the letter, she wrote as follows:
The next time will be a tea party that is smaller and has a calmer atmosphere than before.
Therefore, you can talk to me more calmly.
You were lost.
I didn't want to have to go through that misery again.
But now that I was determined to reach the upper floors of the tower, I felt that I shouldn't be frightened by such things.
The tower was advantageous to the aristocracy. The connection with Illywia would definitely give him an advantage in his quest.
If he refused the invitation once, there was no guarantee that he would be invited again.
It was indeed a shame to have to part ways with Ilywia in such a way.
Lynn was troubled.
(At least if I can manage to get some clothes.)
So Lynn decided to write a letter as follows.
“Thank you for the invitation to the party.
I'm very happy.
However, when I attended the party before, I thought that our clothes were not appropriate for the place. I think we'll look a little out of place. Yuwen and I don't have the money or the means to buy the kind of magical clothes that royalty and high nobility wear.
So, I know it's unreasonable to ask, but can you lend us some clothes that we can wear to the event? I know it is a selfish request. Of course, in return, I will do whatever I can to help you. If you can't, please pretend you didn't hear about this request. I will give up my participation this time and participate another time. Thank you very much.”
(Something like this.)
Lynn puts the letter in a seal and writes the address of Illywia in magical language and casts a spell to summon the fairy.
(Well, it's okay. The huntsman uncle told me that it's not a bad thing to rely on others and receive charity when you're in trouble. I'm sure Ms. Illywia will understand. If she refuses, the relationship will be broken anyway. I have nothing to lose.)
"Fairy. Send this envelope to its destination."
The envelope turned into a blue flame and flew to the 90th level, Alfrud Prime.
After sending the letter, Lynn felt an intense sense of disgust.
He felt as if he was doing something ridiculous.
Since sending the letter, Lynn had been restless in everything he did. Whether he was at the academy or at work, he was constantly thinking about the letter he had sent to Illywia, which made him feel restless.
What would Illywia think of me? Would she see me as a shallow beggar and despise me?
Lynn was most unsettled by the lack of news. If this was the end of her relationship with Illywia, then so be it.
The hardest part was that he had to wait until he heard back from her. I wanted to come to a decision quickly and settle down.
A few days later, a letter and a parcel arrived from Illywia. Lynn cut the seal of the letter with fear.
"Dear Lynn.
I don't think it's a selfish request. I would be happy to prepare costumes for you and Miss Yuwen. Please don't worry about returning the money. If you have any problems, please feel free to ask me anything. There will be no reservation between you and me.
From your friend, Illywia.”
Lynn opened the package attached to the envelope and found a fine red imam's uniform inside. As soon as he saw it, he slumped down on the bed and relaxed.
For the past few days, he had been worried that Illywia would give him the evil eye.
(Illywia is a really nice person.)
She is a born royal and noble. Giving charity to the lowly is as natural as a mother giving milk to her newborn.
The dark feelings that people like Lynn have towards the upper class are never visible.
Her compassionate charity is like the light of the stars in the night sky, raining down equally on everyone, regardless of their status.
"So. Did you make the princess pay for your clothes?"
Theo said in disgust.
"No. I only borrowed them."
Lynn said as he prepared to attend the tea party in his room.
He stuffed his ticket and the clothes Illywia had sent him into his bag so he wouldn't forget.
"You can say that, but ...... you."
Theo sighed.
"Are you sure you still want to go to the Royal Tea Party in Wyngarde?"
"Of course. I've been to the last one and found out. I know from the last time I was there that Ms. Illywia has a tremendous influence. I'm sure I'll benefit from getting to know her in order to get to the upper levels of the tower."
"It's just... it smells kind of fishy to me."
"Fishy?"
"Don't you think it's too good to be true? I can't believe you are suddenly being treated so well by a princess. It's one thing to be invited to a tea party, but to have your clothes arranged for you?"
"Miss Illywia is a good person."
"No, I don't think she's a bad person either, just......"
Theo slurred his words unusually. It seemed even he himself couldn't pinpoint the source of his discomfort.
"Well, anyway. I guess there's nothing scarier than free stuff.”
"It's okay. You're such a worrywart, Theo.”
"You're bold in a strange way, you know.”
"That's a terrible thing to say. Oops. It's time to go out. I'm off.”
Lynn was about to leave, but Theo followed him out the door and insisted.
"Look. The royal family is a nest of conspiracies. A bad comment can be fatal. Try to keep your conversation as casual as possible. If the topic of money and politics comes up, give a vague answer to muddle the waters. If someone is pushy, reject them outright. Don't get too involved."
Lynn felt that the people at the party were looking at him differently than before.
In the past, the moment their eyes met, they would look at him with a questioning stare, but this time, when Lynn greeted them, they would smile back.
Lynn tried smiling at the girl who had run away when he approached her before.
She looked embarrassed, but smiled back at him.
Lynn chuckled.
He wondered if she would remember him.
He realized that clothing is the most basic unit of identification.
Yuwen was swimming around the hall like a fish out of water.
She was a beauty in her own right, and as long as she was dressed well, she was as gorgeous as the children of a high class aristocrat.
She was wearing a rose-colored dress that represented double petals, just like a real rose.
As she walked, the petals scattered and came into alignment again, repeating endlessly.
Whenever she passed in front of me, everyone turned to look at her and admired her charm.
Yuwen also began to inspect the upper class nobles and began to make eyes at the men who seemed to be influential.
As Illywia had said, the party was smaller and had a more relaxed atmosphere than last time.
The floor was filled with soothing music.
The people attending the party were not wearing as much glitter as last time, and their expressions were more relaxed. They seemed to be not only of good family background, but also of relaxed personalities and smart people.
They didn't hurry to get into Illywia's business and burn with jealousy.
However, it seemed difficult to form a close relationship with them.
When Lynn spoke to them, they responded pleasantly.
But it was a step backwards.
They seemed to already know Lynn's background.
As much as possible, they avoided topics related to Lynn's birth and upbringing, and chose topics that would be less offensive.
They were very careful not to go too far into each other's affairs, even though they considered Lynn to be Illywia's favorite.
Lynn, too, was sensitive to the mood of the moment and showed a natural adaptability.
In order to be able to have a casual conversation with them, he tried to emphasize the businessman aspect of himself.
"I've recently started a business association with a friend. We've devised a way to purchase goods at low prices. We're planning to be officially recognized by the Mage Association."
"Really? A trade association?"
"How on earth do you procure goods at such low prices?"
"I can't give you the details, but I've found a way to legally purchase goods without taxation."
"You must be very clever."
"So you were invited to the Royal Tea Ceremony because of your talent."
"No, I met Lady Illywia when I was a member of Magrillheim."
"You were a member of Magrillheim?"
"You seem to have a bright future."
"Oh, no. It's nothing. I was only invited once by chance. The quotas in Magrillheim are very high. You're supposed to hunt monsters in the Yellow Zone while in the Blue Zone. ......"
"Hahaha, that's terrible."
"Hmm. You're good at jokes, aren't you?"
Lynn continued his rambling conversation. People started to talk to him.
Yuwen saw this and was inwardly impressed.
(This guy is surprisingly clever.)
As Lynn was making small talk with the senior nobles, he heard people murmuring.
He looked towards the buzzing and saw that Illywia was walking towards him.
She was wearing a deep blue dress and had an enigmatic smile on her face.
Episode 56: Desert-colored clothing
A few days after the Royal Tea Party, I again received an invitation from Illywia for next month's tea party.
There were two tickets in the package.
It seemed that she remembered Yuwen properly.
In the letter, she wrote as follows:
The next time will be a tea party that is smaller and has a calmer atmosphere than before.
Therefore, you can talk to me more calmly.
You were lost.
I didn't want to have to go through that misery again.
But now that I was determined to reach the upper floors of the tower, I felt that I shouldn't be frightened by such things.
The tower was advantageous to the aristocracy. The connection with Illywia would definitely give him an advantage in his quest.
If he refused the invitation once, there was no guarantee that he would be invited again.
It was indeed a shame to have to part ways with Ilywia in such a way.
Lynn was troubled.
(At least if I can manage to get some clothes.)
So Lynn decided to write a letter as follows.
“Thank you for the invitation to the party.
I'm very happy.
However, when I attended the party before, I thought that our clothes were not appropriate for the place. I think we'll look a little out of place. Yuwen and I don't have the money or the means to buy the kind of magical clothes that royalty and high nobility wear.
So, I know it's unreasonable to ask, but can you lend us some clothes that we can wear to the event? I know it is a selfish request. Of course, in return, I will do whatever I can to help you. If you can't, please pretend you didn't hear about this request. I will give up my participation this time and participate another time. Thank you very much.”
(Something like this.)
Lynn puts the letter in a seal and writes the address of Illywia in magical language and casts a spell to summon the fairy.
(Well, it's okay. The huntsman uncle told me that it's not a bad thing to rely on others and receive charity when you're in trouble. I'm sure Ms. Illywia will understand. If she refuses, the relationship will be broken anyway. I have nothing to lose.)
"Fairy. Send this envelope to its destination."
The envelope turned into a blue flame and flew to the 90th level, Alfrud Prime.
After sending the letter, Lynn felt an intense sense of disgust.
He felt as if he was doing something ridiculous.
Since sending the letter, Lynn had been restless in everything he did. Whether he was at the academy or at work, he was constantly thinking about the letter he had sent to Illywia, which made him feel restless.
What would Illywia think of me? Would she see me as a shallow beggar and despise me?
Lynn was most unsettled by the lack of news. If this was the end of her relationship with Illywia, then so be it.
The hardest part was that he had to wait until he heard back from her. I wanted to come to a decision quickly and settle down.
A few days later, a letter and a parcel arrived from Illywia. Lynn cut the seal of the letter with fear.
"Dear Lynn.
I don't think it's a selfish request. I would be happy to prepare costumes for you and Miss Yuwen. Please don't worry about returning the money. If you have any problems, please feel free to ask me anything. There will be no reservation between you and me.
From your friend, Illywia.”
Lynn opened the package attached to the envelope and found a fine red imam's uniform inside. As soon as he saw it, he slumped down on the bed and relaxed.
For the past few days, he had been worried that Illywia would give him the evil eye.
(Illywia is a really nice person.)
She is a born royal and noble. Giving charity to the lowly is as natural as a mother giving milk to her newborn.
The dark feelings that people like Lynn have towards the upper class are never visible.
Her compassionate charity is like the light of the stars in the night sky, raining down equally on everyone, regardless of their status.
"So. Did you make the princess pay for your clothes?"
Theo said in disgust.
"No. I only borrowed them."
Lynn said as he prepared to attend the tea party in his room.
He stuffed his ticket and the clothes Illywia had sent him into his bag so he wouldn't forget.
"You can say that, but ...... you."
Theo sighed.
"Are you sure you still want to go to the Royal Tea Party in Wyngarde?"
"Of course. I've been to the last one and found out. I know from the last time I was there that Ms. Illywia has a tremendous influence. I'm sure I'll benefit from getting to know her in order to get to the upper levels of the tower."
"It's just... it smells kind of fishy to me."
"Fishy?"
"Don't you think it's too good to be true? I can't believe you are suddenly being treated so well by a princess. It's one thing to be invited to a tea party, but to have your clothes arranged for you?"
"Miss Illywia is a good person."
"No, I don't think she's a bad person either, just......"
Theo slurred his words unusually. It seemed even he himself couldn't pinpoint the source of his discomfort.
"Well, anyway. I guess there's nothing scarier than free stuff.”
"It's okay. You're such a worrywart, Theo.”
"You're bold in a strange way, you know.”
"That's a terrible thing to say. Oops. It's time to go out. I'm off.”
Lynn was about to leave, but Theo followed him out the door and insisted.
"Look. The royal family is a nest of conspiracies. A bad comment can be fatal. Try to keep your conversation as casual as possible. If the topic of money and politics comes up, give a vague answer to muddle the waters. If someone is pushy, reject them outright. Don't get too involved."
Lynn felt that the people at the party were looking at him differently than before.
In the past, the moment their eyes met, they would look at him with a questioning stare, but this time, when Lynn greeted them, they would smile back.
Lynn tried smiling at the girl who had run away when he approached her before.
She looked embarrassed, but smiled back at him.
Lynn chuckled.
He wondered if she would remember him.
He realized that clothing is the most basic unit of identification.
Yuwen was swimming around the hall like a fish out of water.
She was a beauty in her own right, and as long as she was dressed well, she was as gorgeous as the children of a high class aristocrat.
She was wearing a rose-colored dress that represented double petals, just like a real rose.
As she walked, the petals scattered and came into alignment again, repeating endlessly.
Whenever she passed in front of me, everyone turned to look at her and admired her charm.
Yuwen also began to inspect the upper class nobles and began to make eyes at the men who seemed to be influential.
As Illywia had said, the party was smaller and had a more relaxed atmosphere than last time.
The floor was filled with soothing music.
The people attending the party were not wearing as much glitter as last time, and their expressions were more relaxed. They seemed to be not only of good family background, but also of relaxed personalities and smart people.
They didn't hurry to get into Illywia's business and burn with jealousy.
However, it seemed difficult to form a close relationship with them.
When Lynn spoke to them, they responded pleasantly.
But it was a step backwards.
They seemed to already know Lynn's background.
As much as possible, they avoided topics related to Lynn's birth and upbringing, and chose topics that would be less offensive.
They were very careful not to go too far into each other's affairs, even though they considered Lynn to be Illywia's favorite.
Lynn, too, was sensitive to the mood of the moment and showed a natural adaptability.
In order to be able to have a casual conversation with them, he tried to emphasize the businessman aspect of himself.
"I've recently started a business association with a friend. We've devised a way to purchase goods at low prices. We're planning to be officially recognized by the Mage Association."
"Really? A trade association?"
"How on earth do you procure goods at such low prices?"
"I can't give you the details, but I've found a way to legally purchase goods without taxation."
"You must be very clever."
"So you were invited to the Royal Tea Ceremony because of your talent."
"No, I met Lady Illywia when I was a member of Magrillheim."
"You were a member of Magrillheim?"
"You seem to have a bright future."
"Oh, no. It's nothing. I was only invited once by chance. The quotas in Magrillheim are very high. You're supposed to hunt monsters in the Yellow Zone while in the Blue Zone. ......"
"Hahaha, that's terrible."
"Hmm. You're good at jokes, aren't you?"
Lynn continued his rambling conversation. People started to talk to him.
Yuwen saw this and was inwardly impressed.
(This guy is surprisingly clever.)
As Lynn was making small talk with the senior nobles, he heard people murmuring.
He looked towards the buzzing and saw that Illywia was walking towards him.
She was wearing a deep blue dress and had an enigmatic smile on her face.
