From Old Country Bumpkin to Master Swordsman: My Hotshot Disciples Are All Grown Up Now, and They Won’t Leave Me Alone Volume 6 [Complete] by Shigeru Sagazaki

Author:Shigeru Sagazaki
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Light Novel, magic, adventure, harem, knights, fantasy world, monsters, middle-aged protagonist, sensei, swordplay
Publisher: J-Novel Club (generated)

Chapter 3: An Old Country Bumpkin Gets Worked Up

“There... I guess that does it?”

“It suits you well, Master Beryl.”

“Ha ha ha, thanks.”

After arriving in Flumvelk and spending three days in Warren’s villa, we were now in the main estate where we’d initially met Warren. We were doing our final checks before the actual party.

As to be expected of an event hosted by a noble, my usual attire was out of the question, and I only had one set of clothes for formal occasions—the outfit with the black jacket I’d bought for the escort mission for Sphenedyardvania’s delegation. I hadn’t ever expected to need to put it on again. It would’ve been a waste to throw it away, but I’d figured it would stay in a perpetual sleep on the shelf back home.

If I was going to be attending more events like this in the future, having only one outfit I could wear seemed pretty crude. I missed the days when I only needed something for going outside and something for training.

Once this was over and I was back in Baltrain, it was probably best to get some variations of formal clothing. My personal tastes were unreliable, so I would have to ask someone to accompany me. By all rights, Allucia would be the first person to go to, but she had the prior offense of recommending that doublet to me. Pretty frightening... Maybe it’s best to ask a fellow man like Henblitz.

“You look very good too, Shueste.”

“My... Thank you very much.”

Naturally, I wasn’t the only one getting my appearance in order—everyone attending the party was in the midst of preparations. Shueste, my escort for the night, was in a gorgeous dress that she probably didn’t get to wear very often. It was intricately woven with blue as its primary color. Judging by how it sparkled under the light, it must’ve been inlaid with gems, or maybe the cloth itself had been enhanced with magic. I didn’t know how it worked, but no matter how much I stretched beyond my means, I doubted I could ever afford clothing made of that stuff. I couldn’t even imagine the ridiculous price tag on it.

“We’re going in just a little late, correct?” I asked.

“Yes. You’re the guest of honor, Master Beryl.”

It didn’t make any sense to me, but for noble parties and balls, the order in which people showed up was apparently important. Normally, lower-ranked people gathered first, then those of higher social status made splendid appearances once everyone else was present. It had something to do with gathering attention, sticking out, emphasizing rank and status, and other stuff like that.

On that point, I was a commoner without any kind of rank, but because of my post as special instructor for the Liberion Order and the fact that I was the guest of honor, I was making my appearance later. Wouldn’t that mean the other nobles would feel slighted by the likes of me arriving like I was the star? I was a little worried.

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