The people of Burrow Domain had heard from the Duke’s family a few days ago.
They were told that many important figures would be arriving, and that on the day of their visit, it was best to refrain from going outside.
If they absolutely had to go out, they were advised to show proper respect to any strangers they might encounter on the streets.
While listening to this, the residents of the domain couldn't help but wonder: Who could possibly be coming for the Duke to give such a warning?
The day the Duke’s family had spoken of arrived, and the residents peered anxiously out their windows.
“Are we the first guests? It really is quite early.”
The first to visit the domain was an Apostle of the Art Guild. He had previously done many good deeds in Burrow, earning a lot of respect from the people in the area.
If he had come alone, wouldn’t the streets be filled with people crowding around him?
“I told you it was too early,” the Apostle remarked as he was greeted warmly, but the reason no one approached him was that he wasn’t alone.
Beside him was a well-known figure, even recognized by the common people of Burrow.
Swordsman Yuden. A hero often mentioned in ballads. The hero rumored to have cut mountains in half with a single sword.
“Let’s get this over with. I’m curious about the current state of Burrow,” Yuden muttered, his tone dismissive.
There was also a handsome man standing beside them, but the residents of Burrow paid him no attention.
He was a somewhat handsome, nameless wizard, but compared to the Apostle and the rugged swordsman, he looked insignificant.
After the three of them left for the mansion, the people of Burrow realized that the Duke’s warning wasn’t without cause.
Those three were already significant figures, but if they were the first guests, it meant that even more impressive people were likely to arrive!
“Already some people have arrived? Ah, it must be him... Should we go just to get a look at him?”
Not long after, Count Adelynda arrived, accompanied by a large carriage.
She had crossed vast distances with the aid of several space mages, and after inspecting her cargo, she headed for the mansion.
“Not bad for a first try, Joy. You almost dropped us in the middle of the ocean, though,” she said, a smile playing on her lips.
“I-I’m sorry...”
“No need to apologize. Joy, both your father and I think you did really well,” she reassured her, her tone kind.
Next, the members of the Partlan family appeared.
The Duke, carrying ominous rumors with him, and the somewhat prickly-looking Duke’s daughter.
Along with the peculiar yet seemingly dangerous son of the Duke, the residents of Burrow held their breath, waiting for them to leave.
They feared that any misstep would be their undoing.
“I thought we were early, but it seems others got here before us.”
“Actually, this works out better. Queen Consort, we should go ahead and greet them.”
“That’s right. We need to talk about what happened last time.”
But even after that, the people of Burrow could not stop staring in disbelief.
The Second Queen Consort of the Kingdom appeared, along with several others.
The people, desperate to perform proper etiquette to avoid a gruesome fate, were caught off guard when another magic circle activated and someone new appeared.
“Heh, the Second Queen Consort is in a rush. It would’ve been nice if she had come with us.”
“Well, yes...”
The noble First Queen Consort of the Kingdom had arrived.
The residents, trembling in fear at the thought of even meeting her eyes, let out a collective sigh of relief once her procession ended.
And then, they understood why the Duke’s family had been so cautious.
“What’s going on in Burrow Domain?”
Why were these dignitaries, whom they rarely ever saw, all coming to visit at once? The residents’ questions only grew with time.
“Alright, let’s go.”
“...Wait a moment. Freya, I need some time to prepare.”
The Kent family appeared.
“How did I end up in this situation?” Count Newman muttered with a pale face, as if he were about to collapse.
“Let’s go. Everyone.”
“Yes, Saintess.”
“May the God watch over us.”
High-ranking clergy, including the Saintess of the Church of the God of Creation, headed toward the mansion.
The magic circles continued to hum, teleporting more guests to Burrow, one after another.
As the residents began to suspect that perhaps the Dark God was about to resurrect, another person appeared through the magic circle.
“Everyone is so quick. We didn’t expect to be the last ones.”
The first person the residents saw was a giant of a man.
Benedict Alrn, the hero of the continent and the kingdom's greatest knight. Even after being buried in retirement for years, he remained an object of admiration for many.
“I’m sorry for being late.”
“Yes, it’s your fault, Murer.”
“...Rina, didn’t you tell him the wrong location?”
Standing beside Benedict was a mesmerizing woman and a sharp, almost intimidating man.
Despite their faces being unknown, it seemed they were worthy of standing next to Benedict Alrn, which made the residents of Burrow hold their breath.
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“Enough. You’re all making too much noise. What’s the point of all this fuss? It’s only natural for us ‘extras’ to wait for the noble day, right?” Lucy’s voice rang out.
Then, when a young girl appeared, the residents of Burrow couldn’t help but focus on her.
With a slight furrow in her brows, she was like a living piece of art.
Her eyes, more radiant than jewels. Her skin, whiter and brighter than light itself. Her arms and legs, giving both a fragile and resolute impression. Her black dress, like the night sky wrapped around her.
“...An angel?”
Seeing the girl poised as if she could sprout wings and fly, someone whispered, and those nearby couldn’t help but nod in agreement.
“An angel.”
“It’s an angel.”
“Is the blessing of this domain coming down upon us?”
“Pray.”
“May nothing happen here.”
The people of Burrow didn’t know why seeing this girl stirred such reverence in their hearts.
They just knew they couldn’t resist the feeling and offered their gratitude, as if she were the angel who would bring blessings to their domain.
“Heh. I never thought I’d see something like this in my lifetime.”
“What are you saying, stupid papa? Pick me up.”
“Haha. Are you embarrassed?”
“Do you want me to change how I address you?”
“Fine. Let’s go already.”
‘Why are these people acting like this again!?’
When I was in the Art Guild, I thought maybe I could understand!
The followers of the crow pervert god weren’t exactly the most stable people!
But why are these regular Burrow Domain residents praying to me?!
What have I done to deserve this!?
Of course, I put in some extra effort today!
I used everything I could to assert my dominance! But this—this is way overboard!
Are you all perverts?! Huh!?
<It’s the effect of the blessing you brought to this domain last time.>
‘...What do you mean by that?’
<Their souls recognize you as their savior.>
No. What? What does that even mean?
...Fine. I won’t think about it. It’ll only give me a headache if I keep asking.
With a deep sigh, I arrived at the Burrow mansion, feeling sympathy for the maids who looked like they were about to turn to stone from the tension.
They were probably wishing for this nightmare of a day to end soon.
Sorry, everyone. But we can’t be doing this in our domain.
At least you’ve now got a story to tell at the bar for the rest of your life. Be happy with that.
As I silently apologized to them, the door to the meeting hall appeared before us.
Inside, the sounds of a conversation were already underway.
Voices from the Kingdom’s royalists, the queens, the pathetic wizard, the sloppy Duke, and the Saintess of the God of Creation, along with others, flowed out before scattering.
If I went in now, all eyes would be on me, wouldn’t they?
Ugh. My disguise is about to be blown.
I didn’t plan on dragging this out.
Damn perverted fox! Why did you send Murer to the wrong place and cause this mess! Why can’t you do anything right, you pervert!? And you’re still the master of the forest!?
“Are you ready, Lucy?”
Hearing Benedict’s voice snapped me out of my complaints. I took a deep breath, wiped my face.
I shouldn’t touch my makeup.
A deep breath, a sly smile.
I fixed my neck and prepared the most respectful greeting I could.
I’ll leave all the headaches to Benedict.
Okay. Let’s go.
“Do you think I’ll be nervous, stupid papa?”
“Haha. I understand. Let’s go.”
Benedict opened the large door, and instantly, the noise inside ceased.
From the crack in the door, the eyes of those who had come to visit peeked through.
The gaze of these important people was undeniable.
It’s fine. I just have to say what was planned.
No apologies, though.
I’ll say it boldly.
“I’m sorry, everyone. Something came up, and I’m late.”
Now it’s my turn.
“Wow. You’re all staring at me like beasts. Did you get angry waiting for so long? So what? You had to wait for a cute girl like me. Adults who can’t even have that much patience? How pathetic.”
...
No, wait.
That could be a problem.
I didn’t want to know this.
Oh no.