「So that’s why I gave Lutte the prototype and had her keep improving it.」
Just when we finally got something like movable type printing working and were about to move forward!
If the idiot aniki is useless, I’ll go cry to the king or the prime minister.
Then Mische grabbed both my hands and shook them up and down furiously.
「So once this is finished, we’ll be freed from all that paperwork, right?」
「Yeah, pretty much. We’ll still have to hand-write the missing parts, but for simple forms, just fill in the numbers and totals and it should be done.」
I made it so people could do as little work as possible.
Mische kept shaking my hands vigorously.
「Fufufu… so we’ll finally be free from that annoying paperwork, right?」
「I’ll keep improving it so that’s the case. Eventually we’ll train professional printers to handle it, though.」
In the end, printing technology will spread through Univance, but since the prime minister is officially in charge, there shouldn’t be any problems.
To be safe, I’ll lie low for a while.
「But assassins, huh…」
I didn’t calculate for that.
While I was seriously about to cry, Mische slapped her flat chest with a loud pon, and immediately choked.
Of course, you’d choke if you hit yourself that hard with zero defense.
「Cough cough… It’s fine, Argusta-sama.」
「What is?」
With an amazingly bright smile, Mische pointed at herself.
「I’ll take care of the assassins, so Argusta-sama, just focus on finishing that printing thingy.」
「Ehh～」
「Wait… isn’t this the part where you’re supposed to be happy?」
「Nothing makes me more anxious than hearing those words from you.」
「Fine, you shitty boss. I’ll show you just how amazing I am～!」
Mische, who had lunged at me, was thrown by Noie.
Wait… didn’t some idiot just crash into the captain-like person who watching the royal guard training?
「Noie?」
「……resisted.」
「You can’t throw people toward where others are standing. Throw them where no one is.」
「Understood.」
Camille, watching us, was asking Frea-san something.
The moment the greater noble young lady showed a demonic expression, I hurriedly grabbed Noie and ran over to apologize.
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「Huh? Why is the little princess here?」
「Onii-san～」
Halfren caught the charging next queen-to-be, tucked her under his arm, and walked over.
「Where’s the idiot Argusta who filled my office with the smell of meat?」
「Mische, who was thrown by the captain, hit someone, so they went to apologize.」
「Don’t throw people toward where others are. At least throw them where no one is standing.」
At those words, Frea let out a deep sigh that seemed to empty her lungs completely.
「There’s still meat left. Lutte? Can we eat everything here?」
「Please do……geh」
Lutte and Krea, clutching their stomachs off to the side, clearly couldn’t handle any more.
Inel-kun had quietly slipped away and was hurrying toward the group carriage.
In other words, they needed someone to handle the leftovers.
With a light shake of her head, Frea increased the fire slightly and arranged more meat on the grill.
「Your cooking, huh… cooking?」
「Just eat without thinking too much.」
「Yeah, yeah.」
Watching Halfren eat the freshly grilled pieces, Frea shifted her gaze toward her superior, who was still apologizing in the distance.
Then she turned back to the person doing something so unlike him.
「Why?」
「Hm?」
「Why aren’t you dealing with the assassins targeting Argusta-sama?」
「Ah, that.」
He chewed on a small bone and crossed his arms.
「It’s resentment for not including me in what looked like it would be a fun situation.」
「Are you serious?」
「Half of it, yeah.」
The girl laughed kukuku and sat down beside him, starting to eat the meat.
He patted her head.
「Even if I didn’t move, that one would have acted anyway, right?」
「Yes. Exactly.」
「That’s why I didn’t move.」
He glanced over his shoulder with a look of annoyance.
Some idiot was energetically chasing after his younger brother… only to be thrown by the brother’s wife.
「Once she heard about this, there was no doubt she would act. So, there was no need for me to mobilize my subordinates.」
「But… if she moves, she’ll burn them all, you know?」
「Yeah. That’s why I ordered my men to give them a warning beforehand. If they still don’t stop after that, it’s clearly criminal behavior.」
「True.」
As a greater noble, Argusta still held a claim to the throne.
Any attempt to assassinate him would amount to nothing less than treason against the state.
「I think it’s better to let that idiot’s wife handle it and go berserk, don’t you?」
「Don’t say that. If the captain gets truly angry…」
Just imagining it gave Frea goosebumps all over.
It was too terrifying, her mind couldn’t even keep up.
「That’s exactly why it’s better to let that idiot over there move first.」
「……So the original owner made that judgment?」
「Yeah. That’s fine.」
Halfren reached for a nearby bottle of wine and downed it in one go.
Frea shook her head wearily and offered the cup she had been using to the prince in front of her.
「That’s the one I already drank from.」
「Yes. And?」
「Fine, fine.」
Remembering the past, he raised the white flag without resistance.
He poured wine into her cup, clinked it lightly against his own, and both drank.
They used to drink like this often in the old days.
「Hey! Muscle Prince spotted! Noie. That guy is an enemy of the Draguknight family! Permission to attack granted!」
「I told you….don’t throw meeee～!」
「Hey! Argusta! Throw idiots where no one’s standing!」
「Don’t throw people at alllll～!」
Halfren caught Mische and threw her back, then hoisted Camille as the next projectile, only for everything to end with one strike from Frea.
「If you don’t behave… I’ll burn every single one of you.」
After sitting for far too long, Frea’s eyes had reached a point where even Noie obediently dropped into a dogeza.
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