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After finishing the report to Edward, she immediately reported to Kairon.
The story related to the Demon King was excluded. That was Edward’s responsibility.
When Cecilia returned safely, Kairon felt a great sense of relief.
“The mission was completed perfectly, and there were no casualties.”
After the relief came praise. Kairon was proud of Cecilia.
“Since you’ve kept your promise, I must keep mine as well. Tell me what you want.”
Cecilia spoke right away.
“Yo, give me my allowance please.”
“Sure. Since you worked hard this time, I’ll give you a generous 100 gold. Approximately 1 billion won in Korean currency.”
Kairon pulled out a money pouch from the drawer as if he had expected it and handed it over.
Cecilia huffed and puffed while clutching the precious pouch to her chest.
“Use it wisely.”
“Yes!”
“Buy some clothes appropriately.”
“Yes!”
Seeing Cecilia smiling brightly, Kairon chuckled.
‘At times like these, she really is just a child of her age.’
…It was also a scene that made him wish she would show more of this side.
“Do you have any other requests?”
Kairon asked with hidden anticipation.
-In fact, during this mission, I deeply realized the shortcomings in my swordsmanship and now desire to learn more. Please teach me!
Or,
-I feel my leadership skills are lacking. I’d like to develop the capabilities of a commander who can lead an army. Please tutor me!
Kairon was somewhat troublesome as a father figure.
“I request a vacation.”
“…A vacation?”
Disappointed by the answer he had hoped for, Kairon nonetheless asked back, surprised by the unexpected response.
“Do you even know about such things?”
“…According to the laws of the Rianen Kingdom, knights have the legitimate right to rest for 40 days each year.”
“No, that’s not what I mean.”
Kairon shook his head and said,
“In the past ten years, haven’t you never once asked for a vacation?”
“I also want to rest sometimes.”
Cecilia replied with a straight face.
Kairon’s eyes twitched.
She’s plotting something again. But…
“Resting is also an important virtue of a knight. For now, do what you ‘want to do.’ I’ll give you a week.”
Hurray-
Cecilia looked at Kairon with sparkling eyes.
“Th, then…”
Seeing Cecilia twist her body, Kairon nodded with a pleased expression.
Today, he intended to grant almost any request.
“…Could you give me a little more allowance?”
“?”
Isn’t 100 gold enough?
Rationally speaking?
“…What exactly do you plan to buy?”
Kairon frowned and glared fiercely.
If she plans to spend an amount exceeding 100 gold on ‘clothes,’ I’ll take back whatever she already has.
Cecilia, who could be considered a perfect daughter except for her penchant for luxury, was problematic in this aspect.
This will get out of hand if not addressed early.
“I intend to buy things for the new knights.”
“…Gifts?”
“Yes. Since they’ve been part of such a major mission soon after their appointment, they must have been tired.”
‘Has she reached an age where she considers such matters?’
Kairon found Cecilia admirable.
“Indeed correct. Praising those who fought hard is the proper mindset that high-ranking knights should possess.”
With that meaning in mind, Kairon picked up a pen and scribbled something on a piece of paper.
After completing his personal signature, he handed it over to Cecilia.
“…Couldn’t you just pay from Kairon’s pocket?”
However, Cecilia looked uneasy.
Kairon narrowed his eyes. He clearly understood what she was thinking.
“Praising the members is strictly something that should be done using the Knight Order’s budget.”
Budget management wasn’t the duty of the Knight Order leader but the deputy leader. All funds of the Windsor Knight Order go through Edward’s approval.
The leader only makes requests like this. Perhaps Cecilia lacks confidence in extracting much money from Edward.
‘I need to prepare for when I retire in the future. It’s time to let her deal with Edward.’
Though Kairon had deeper intentions, Cecilia continued to look disgruntled.
Can’t you just give it to me considering how much effort I’ve put in? After all, you’re quite wealthy…
“Otherwise, I’ll deduct it from your allowance.”
“Ah, no way.”
“Then go talk to Edward. He’ll probably provide that much.”
Cecilia hesitated for a moment before reluctantly moving her feet.
Kairon sighed, and Cecilia, who had been checking his reactions, quickly left the office.
‘And yet, she still acts so childish…’
Kairon’s thoughts wandered into the distant future. Then, Cecilia peeked her face through the door crack.
“Really can’t you?”
“Do you want to lose your allowance?!”
In the end, Cecilia headed toward the deputy leader’s office after hearing Kairon’s roar.
“No.”
Edward didn’t blink as he spoke.
“Go back.”
“I strongly protest against this unreasonable decision.”
“Cecilia.”
Edward smiled radiantly and said,
“I heard you returned all the supplies for the dungeon raid. So, where did the budget for the raid go? Surely you didn’t embezzle it, did you…?”
Cecilia fled in panic.
Indeed, the deputy leader was undoubtedly the bad guy.
However, Cecilia was in high spirits.
Not only did she have 100 gold in her hands, but today was especially…
‘Date with Betty! I need to spoil her thoroughly.’
She had an appointment with Beatrice!
She planned to introduce her to a delicious dessert shop and help her buy clothes.
Not long after waiting in the square, a familiar voice was heard.
“Lady Cecilia!”
Seeing Beatrice running towards her from afar, Cecilia quickly checked her outfit.
Today’s casual concept: A younger sister look for a quick stroll!
She paired an ivory-colored hoodie with shorts to emphasize “casual comfort but cuter because of it.”
The key elements were loose-fitting sleeves covering half the hands and casually tied strings popping out of the shorts.
She added a subtle touch with a simple but subtly expensive-looking necklace for the finishing touch.
She was truly the hippest trendsetter of the medieval era.
“You came earlier than expected.”
“Yeah. Today I’m in civilian clothes.”
“Yes.”
Beatrice happily spun around once. Despite being a simple dress, …it somehow felt like violence.
‘But today, my demand (?) will be higher.’
Cecilia, confident in her outfit, didn’t falter. When she subtly glanced at Beatrice, she reacted like a vending machine.
“Lady Cecilia looks cute too!”
“Yeah. I know.”
“…”
Beatrice gave an awkward smile.
“I’ve noticed before, but Lady Cecilia’s clothes are quite unique. Not just the design, but the material itself seems exceptionally good!”
Being a noble lady, Beatrice naturally had an interest in fashion.
Thus, Cecilia received grooming from Beatrice, who was once a seasoned young noble herself, unlike the usual flat responses from people within the Knight Order.
This was quite satisfying.
“The royal road is different indeed. How much does clothing like this cost?”
Beatrice’s single question made Cecilia’s eyes sparkle.
In short…
-How much?
The so-called “Cecilia churidarb set-up ivory version (separate purchase)” was surprisingly difficult to replicate.
Firstly, due to the underdeveloped textile technology of the medieval era, about twenty kinds of magic were used just to develop synthetic fibers.
Moreover, cutting them was no easy task either, requiring dispatching someone with the relevant blessing skill from the Knight Order. -An ab*se of authority-
Mass production was unimaginable!
Therefore, it was rather expensive.
“About 100 gold?”
“Eh?”
Beatrice froze, having thought about getting one for herself.
“…Are you walking around wearing a mansion?”
“No. The necklace is expensive. This alone costs about 80 gold.”
“T, that tiny necklace?!”
Beatrice’s voice grew louder. As people started looking, she covered her mouth.
“Yeah. It’s made of amantatium.”
“…?”
“It sparkles and looks pretty.”
‘Ah, it must be an artifact.’
It has to be an artifact.
Beatrice forced herself to accept it while muttering.
“Even so, the clothes alone must cost 20 gold. That’s enough to buy a decent house.”
Cecilia curiously asked,
“Is there a house you can buy for 20 gold?”
“…Our estate can be bought for 10 gold.”
“In the royal road, you can’t even buy a small cottage for 20 gold.”
“…!”
“Not even a doghouse.”
“…!”
Beatrice, originating from a rural noble family, felt hurt.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
‘Still so adorable… She looks like a walking doll.’
Beatrice barely restrained the urge to pat Cecilia as they began shopping together.
And within five minutes, they discovered…
“Haha! What a rare honored guest we have here! We’ve prepared special items for the esteemed Sword Heroine! Behold, the rare cat-headpin artifact! You heard me right? Wearing this increases cuteness by +10! For just 4 gold coins! Approximately 4 million won in Korean currency.”
‘This is outrageous fraud! Moreover, artifacts like that don’t even exist!’
“Wow, I’ll take two please.”
This person has serious issues with financial sense.
After various twists and turns, Cecilia and Beatrice finally arrived at a dessert shop where they wouldn’t be scammed.
Beatrice sat down with a heavy sigh, feeling more exhausted than during the dungeon raid.
‘She cannot be left alone for a second. Leaving Cecilia in the marketplace is a grave criminal act.’
-She almost got dragged away by a slave merchant unrecognized due to her civilian attire. Her aura was completely different.- She almost invested her entire fortune in strange rocks sold by some dubious merchant-
Despite claiming to have lived in the royal road all her life, Cecilia lacked common sense more than Beatrice, who had lived there for merely two years.
Common sense dictates that naivety in Terezia leads to losing everything except underwear!
“Here, the strawberry parfait is the world’s best.”
“R, really? It’s my first time visiting this place though…”
“Yep. Let’s share one.”
Seeing Cecilia’s cheerful demeanor, the previous hardships seemed insignificant.
Beatrice smiled faintly as Cecilia practically dove into the menu.
Suddenly, Cecilia looked up and blinked.
“Oh yeah, I almost forgot.”
She rummaged through her pocket and handed over a cat-shaped hairpin.
It was the same pin they almost got scammed out of earlier. Beatrice looked at it curiously as Cecilia handed it over.
“This is a gift.”
“…!”
For reference, this hairpin was purchased for 8 shillings.*Approximately 800,000 won in Korean currency.
Although it was expensive for a hairpin due to its high-quality craftsmanship, it was a reasonable price given the work involved.
Beatrice took it without realizing.
“So that’s why you bought two…?”
“Yeah.”
Cecilia nodded expressionlessly.
Beatrice was moved to tears.
“I’ll treasure this as a family heirloom forever…!”
“Nope. Take it to your grave.”
Beatrice’s tears dried up instantly.
Nevertheless, she was genuinely touched and carefully pinned it onto her hair.
“It suits you.”
“T, thank you.”
Beatrice bowed her head. She wanted to give something back to Cecilia.
But what could Cecilia possibly need? She seemed to have everything…
‘There’s only one way to repay her.’
By improving her own skills.
In fact, she had been earnestly thinking about this since yesterday.
Yet, the method was unclear.
Anyone could become the Sword Monarch if becoming stronger was easy.
‘There’s only one way. To learn from Lady Cecilia herself.’
The issue was overcoming her shamelessness.
Still, driven by earnestness, Beatrice swallowed her pride and spoke.
“Um, Lady Cecilia.”
Cecilia, delighted at the thought of eating something tasty, tilted her head in curiosity.
Beatrice, tense, continued.
“…I want to become stronger.”
“Yeah? So?”
“If you don’t mind, could you possibly teach me swordsmanship…?”
At that moment,
The atmosphere changed.
Without realizing, Beatrice stopped breathing.
Swordsmanship.
Upon hearing that word, the smile that had graced Cecilia’s lips vanished without a trace.
Her silver eyes gleamed coldly. Her gaze was icy, devoid of any emotion.
Something stirred deep within them.
The scent of bl**d.
Madness.
And then, it disappeared in an instant. Cecilia grinned happily and nodded.
“Yeah. Sure.”
Beatrice gulped.
She felt as if she had touched something she shouldn’t have.
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