From Old Country Bumpkin to Master Swordsman: My Hotshot Disciples Are All Grown Up Now, and They Won’t Leave Me Alone Volume 5 [Complete] by Shigeru Sagazaki

Author:Shigeru Sagazaki
Language: eng
Format: epub

Interlude

Mornings in Beaden started early. To be precise, the farther you went into the countryside, the earlier mornings were. Since agriculture was the primary industry in the area, it was common to see villagers out and about the moment the sun peeked over the horizon—or even before that.

Similarly, nights fell early too. Unlike in urban areas, where there was entertainment available after-hours, a remote village had problems even securing proper illumination. It made sense that villagers would go to sleep once the sun had set.

Currently, it was just around sunset. Pretty much all of the village was getting ready to tuck in for the night. That was when the head of the house, Mordea Gardenant, paid a visit to the young man who’d accompanied his son on his homecoming.

“Henblitz, do you have a moment?”

“Mr. Mordea? Is something the matter?”

“I just want to chat.”

The one to answer the door was the young lion of the kingdom’s elite Liberion Order, Henblitz Drout. He wasn’t exactly dressed for battle, but he held himself as if he were ready to go at any moment. Mordea wasn’t overly impressed by this, though he did admire such mental conditioning. However, Henblitz’s behavior was also proof that he didn’t see this space as somewhere he could relax. After wondering what to do about this for a short moment, the good-natured old man decided on a course of action.

“If it’s not a bother, could you come with me for a bit?” Mordea asked.

“It’s not a bother at all. I’ll gladly accompany you.”

Henblitz didn’t hesitate over the sudden invitation. He’d unreasonably asked to come along on this trip, so there was no way he would insist on having everything go his way. He’d decided that, during his stay in Beaden, he would do everything in his power to cooperate—much like when he’d agreed to clean the dojo. It didn’t matter whether it was manual labor or anything else. If the head of the house was asking for his presence, Henblitz would gladly go along as long as there was no other urgent business to attend to.

Upon arriving in the living room, the two men were greeted by Mordea’s wife and Beryl’s mother—Frenne Gardenant. She appeared to be preparing for tomorrow and was in the middle of stirring a large and worn-out pot.

“Oh my, what is it, dear?” asked Frenne.

“Nothing serious. I was just thinking of getting better acquainted with our guest.”

“Mrs. Frenne,” said Henblitz, “if there’s anything I can do to help, please do not hesitate to ask.”

“My, my, there’s no need to worry about that.”

Henblitz smoothly offered a hand, but he was refused with a cheerful smile. Incidentally, he’d been referring to her as “madam” before this, but Frenne had told him he was being too formal. She’d felt like he’d been putting too much distance between them, and there’d been no reason for the Liberion Order’s lieutenant commander to act that way around her.

“You’re technically a guest here,” Mordea said. “You can relax a bit more.”

“While I appreciate the consideration, I am technically the one imposing on you.

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