The Retired Demon of the Maxed-Out Village: Volume 1 [Parts 1 to 9] by Akinosuke Nishiyama

Author:Akinosuke Nishiyama
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 6

The princess knight was surprised. She could move so quickly.

“Is Princess Albrea already asleep?” asked the duke.

“Yes,” Yoto answered. “She went to bed right after dinner. She was quite tired.”

The sun had set, and the duke was seated in a large rocking chair, enjoying the night breeze coming through the open window. “Good, good. She needs time to rest. Haste makes waste, or so they say. The princess needs to realize that there’s no reason to rush.” The duke narrowed his eyes and drank from a silver goblet filled with wine.

“I suppose it was obvious they would, but the village seems to have accepted her with open arms. I went to check on her while I was out shopping, and everyone was serving her tea and giving her goods from their stores. She’s quite popular,” Yoto reported happily. “Especially with that gathering of warriors who call themselves a women’s association,”

“It makes sense. She’s walked the same path as many of the villagers here.” The duke nodded his head in approval. Yoto was looking out for Albrea in her own way. He knew how uneasy she got when Albrea went off on her own. “Letting her watch the children was a good decision. She meets their parents when they come to pick them up, and as former heroes, those parents are certain to empathize with Albrea when they see her.”

“Just as you planned. You’re as kind as ever, Master.”

“If only I could have known this joy a thousand years ago.” The duke laughed, but his expression also showed a hint of sorrow, as though he had left something behind.

“She’s changed. At first her sword seemed terribly heavy, as if she had stone shackles weighing her down.” Yoto wasn’t referring to the bastard sword Albrea possessed; she was talking about her behavior, her posture, her technique, and her mind. All of these traits together had made Yoto liken Albrea herself to a sword.

“You can tell?”

“Of course. I’m a sword myself. She shed more of that weight with each swing. In the end, she was even able to cross blades with you. I was shocked, truth be told.”

“I was as well. I haven’t faced an opponent capable of touching my blade in several hundred years.”

“If I recall correctly, there hasn’t been anyone since Bilegga I.” Yoto abruptly stopped in front of the rocking chair. Then she sat on the duke’s lap, appearing more like his granddaughter than his maid. She was surprisingly needy for someone who was always scowling and spoke so curtly. Perhaps because she was a sword, she felt most at home near her wielder, the duke. She nuzzled her head against him as though to tell him to pat her. “She has talent.”

“Indeed. Too much talent for this peaceful world. Combined with her status, I’m sure she’s been subjected to great envy.” The duke patted Yoto’s head. Like a meek kitten, the maid slowly closed her eyes.

“But I think that sword she has is just a little too long for her.

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