The Nerd Turned Out To Be The Tyrant - Chapter 43

“What the hell is this…!”

 

Luce, who was suddenly awakened by the loud voice, flinched before she had time to come to her senses.

 

That’s the voice her mom makes when she’s really angry.

 

She heard it for the first and last time when she almost started a fire in her house because she had forgotten to clean the chimney.

 

“Crazy b*stards.”

 

Whoa, it’s scary. How on earth did they touch her mom’s personality?

 

Luce’s hair stood on end as she carefully opened the door without making a sound.

 

Then their gazes met at the bottom of the stairway.

 

 “H, hello, Mom?”

 

“….”

 

“Mom, since I’m scared, can’t you put down the pitchfork and look at me?”

 

Chelsea’s face, which had been angry, began to calm down as she heard those words.

 

She takes a deep breath as she throws the pitchfork down. Maybe she caught a thief trying to sneak in?

 

After a quick look around the first floor, it didn’t look like anything was missing.

 

What’s different from usual is that the portrait of her father, who was always under the sunlight by the window, is upside down.

 

‘Well, because of mom’s personality, if she caught the thief, there’s no way she would have released it kindly.’

 

“Mom, what’s wrong? What’s going on?”

 

“…They try to take what I’ve worked hard to raise. They took it and sold it to someone who liked it, and if I was going to sell it, I would have sold it long ago.”

 

When Luce thought about what Chelsea had said, she realized.

 

Work hard to raise it? If she’s going to sell it, she’ll sell it already? No way?

 

“Whoa, who wants to sell the general store? Did they try to rob mom’s store?! What kind of guy is that!”

 

She panted and stomped her feet as she came down the stairs.

 

“It seems that the people who weren’t interested when Grandma Marie was just doing business became greedy because Mom raised them all, right?”

 

“….”

 

“What are they doing, ask them to go to court! No, or let’s have a duel! Mom will win everything! Or Mom, should I tell the Lord?”

 

Relax, Mom.

 

At the same time, Chelsea paused for a moment and accepted it.

 

It felt like the hand patting her back was shaking a little.

 

*****

 

While she woke up early, she ate breakfast and washed up leisurely, and before she knew it, the time she had promised with Rev had come.

 

“Why are you leaving so early? The festival starts in the evening.”

 

“Um, first of all, I have to take classes in the morning. Today is the day to practice the antie recipe I made. The teacher says that with just that, we can greatly reduce the effects of most poisons.”

 

“Why are you so excited about making anties?”

 

“There are a lot of snakes in the raspberry field. Every time I went to pick them, I was scared. It could be said that it was the least preparedness to not get scared by the snakes. And Rev was going to fight a certain knight in the afternoon, so I’m going to go watch that too.”

 

“I think my daughter is busier than I am.”

 

“After the sparring, I should also decorate the Rev. Can I borrow this makeup product? I’ll be on my way, Mom!”

 

“Have you forgotten anything?”

 

What did she forget?

 

She was wearing a newly bought dress with a fine flower pattern, but because it was windy, she brought along a cardigan and a hat to wear with it.

 

She also put in her bag the face lotion and hair wax she would use to decorate Rev after the sparring.

 

As she was looking around, Chelsea held out a small box.

 

“Sometimes, wherever you go, you sneak around and ask if we have anything to eat because you have to feed your friend.”

 

“Ah, that’s right!”

 

There was a slice of lemon curd pie in the box.

 

Luce gave an awkward smile and answered while tightly holding the pie box.

 

“I’m sorry to ask my mom every time, and now I’m much more comfortable. And Rev is good at cooking. I think he’s probably better than me? He makes me this and that, but I don’t think he eats it when I’m not around, so that’s the problem.”

 

At Rev’s story, Chelsea felt worried for a moment. Then she asked after hesitating for a moment.

 

“To that friend named Rev.”

 

“Ung?”

 

Chelsea closed her eyes at Luce’s question.

 

“No, it’s nothing.”

 

“Why, I’m curious.”

 

“No, it’s nothing. I’ll tell you next time. Hurry up and go, you’ll be late.”

 

‘Are you really not going to tell me?’ Luce shrugged her shoulders and then walked away.

 

Whoa. Chelsea let out a big sigh and rummaged through her apron. Her hands trembled as she held the letter she had hurriedly hidden.

 

It was a letter with the seal of Count 「Menelik」.

 

Chelsea knew about the letter that looked like white paper but had text that showed up when it was burned.

 

「I will be straightforward. Send your daughter. I’ll pay whatever it costs.」

 

“Crazy b*stards.”

 

How did I escape, and why did Lawrence leave?

 

「I would like to inform you that this is the last time I request ‘moderately’ in writing.」

 

“Send Luce? Pay for it? Crazy people. Damn it!”

 

Chelsea tore up the letter she was holding and threw it into the crater.

 

Then Chelsea muttered as she watched the wax on Count Menelik’s seal melt and eventually burned up in the fire.

 

“I have to hide Luce. I can’t ask Dahlia to do it. If they knew the house and sent a letter, they’d know that I’m running a store with Dahlia. What am I supposed to do? What should I do—?”

 

Chelsea glanced at the mountain where Rev’s house was located and then grabbed her head.

 

*****

 

“With me! Marry me!”

 

“It looks like you’re forbidden to ask me to marry you, right? Just because you change the order of the sentences doesn’t mean that you can say it, Angel.”

 

“Ugh!”

 

No matter what the young playboy said, Luce was in a good mood as she took the finished antie.

 

‘The new recipe was pretty good, right?’

 

Luce added two things to the existing antie recipe. Mugwort and turmeric.

 

Mugwort is a type of western mugwort and has excellent effects on calming and stabilizing nerves.

 

Turmeric is known to help relieve liver damage.

 

As there is no antie for each poison in this world, a certain part had to wait for the patient to detoxify itself.

 

And the organ that plays a big role in detoxification is none other than the liver.

 

So plants that help with liver function ultimately help detoxify.

 

She also received confirmation from Mrs. Plum that there was nothing wrong with the new recipe.

 

‘I’m not afraid of snakes anymore. If I make a few more, I’ll share them with the villagers.’

 

The bag she brought with her stuff and the medicine she made herself were heavy, but she was very proud of them.

 

This is an antie, this is a sleeping pill, and this is an anti-night blindness potion made from her recipe.

 

‘Now that I have my recipe, I guess I’ve become an intermediate pharmacist, right?’

 

That’s why Angel’s chatter seemed pretty cute too.

 

“Let’s get married! With me!”

 

“That’s why I say we can’t… Why do you keep doing this, Angel?”

 

“You look prettier today!”

 

Can she call this a fluttering?

 

It’s not wrong to say that she decorated herself more than usual in order to go to the academic festival. It didn’t feel bad.

 

Anyway, Rev also said something different than usual.

 

“How am I today?”

 

“…It suits you well, Luce. It’s like a soft, warm field.”

 

‘But Lev always likes everything I do, so strictly speaking, there’s no objectivity. Well, this kid also tells me I’m pretty, so I look pretty good today.’

 

A friend who always gives compliments that are unique and nice to hear should be at the training ground by now.

 

As she was taking the lotion, wax, and a piece of cream bread she received as a snack, Angel followed her.

 

“Where are you going?”

 

“Training ground. I’m going to watch Franz and my friend practice.”

 

“Is your friend good at fighting?”

 

She choked on an unexpected question. Then Luce replied with a chuckle.

 

“Well, I’ve never seen him fight. He’s not the type to fight someone in the first place.”

 

“My father is good.”

 

“Hey, that’s great? It’s probably thanks to your father who is good at fighting that Angel isn’t hated.”

 

“It’s not just that he’s good, he’s really good.”

 

“Yes, how good must he be to have a fight as a job.”

 

“Then your friend will lose.”

 

Luce went down the stairs with a soulless answer and stopped.

 

“The knights who lose the fight are very upset. Family or friends? Who visits in person?” (t/n : It sounds confusing because Angel keeps mispronouncing the word, please understand:”) ) 

 

“Visits in person?”

 

“Yes. It’s even more upsetting when you are the one who visits. If you lose, you have to give your sword. He’ll return it later, but the sword is very important to a knight.”

 

Oh, She hadn’t thought of that.

 

She had only heard that he was learning martial arts, but she had never seen it because the class time overlapped, so she was curious.

 

When she asked if she could go see it, she was given permission, but Rev doesn’t usually answer his questions well.

 

「If you want.」

 

That’s all Rev said.

 

“Then is it better not to go? No matter how much training you receive.”

 

“I’m not going to see my father lose the fight.”

 

“Will your father be upset?”

 

Angel nodded softly, leaning against the window frame with a short body.

 

“I’m upset, too. My father will be more upset when he sees me upset, and when he sees me upset, I’m more upset, and if I’m more upset—”

 

Yeah, yeah.

 

Luce nodded at Angel, who was now saying ‘more’ for the seventh time.

 

“Okay, thank you. I didn’t think of that. Then I’ll just wait until it’s over.”

 

“That’s a good idea.”

 

Luce also sat on the windowsill with her back to the view of where the training ground was.

 

It seemed that the sparring had begun. Luce asked, leaving behind the occasional sound of swords clashing.

 

“Where do you live, Angel?”

 

“Me? Originally, I lived in Count Bradbury’s territory.”

 

“Looking at how you say originally, I guess it’s not now?”

 

“The contract with my father and Lord Bradbury is over. Now rebel, no, lively.”

 

“Ugh, if you pronounce it wrong, you’ll be in big trouble. Try following it, wanderer.”

 

“Sparkling!”

 

“Wanderer.” (T/n: so Angel keeps mispronouncing “방랑” and other words.)

 

“Wanderer! My father is a wandering knight. It’s like a free knight.”

 

The knights seemed to move around the territory according to the contract.

 

It was interesting to hear that it was a contract job, not a lifetime job.

 

“Where are you going next?”

 

“Menerit? Menemic? Anyway, I’m going there. But I’ll go later. I’m staying at my grandfather’s estate.”

 

She had never heard of the place name of Menerit or Menemik.

 

It seems to be a little far from Xenon.