Countess Cianella’s Male Slave

136. Spring Outing (4)

“My property. You are my only slave.”

The accumulated time and mental communion have already far surpassed the relationship between an ordinary master and slave.

You can see that the situation was quite unfortunate. He has been my one and only servant since the first time I met him.

Unlike the servants who got tired of my verbal abuse and ran away, he has always been by my side.

He was the only one who guarded me.

That wasn’t all.

Ever since he forced me to stand up and raise my bow, I have never thought of him as a lowly slave.

His personality and temperament could not be seen as belonging to a slave who spent his entire life watching and listening to the fragmented world behind bars.

At least for now, I will give Ray without hesitation… No, I nailed it because it was my own whole property.

“Covetousness is not a very good look.”

I couldn’t help it.

“Hmm—”

Just a moment ago, I intuitively sensed that the elf, in many ways, had not yet forgotten his greed for Ray.

And because I realized that her interests and interests are more likely to be poison rather than benefit to me and Ray.

Friel saw me like that and started stroking my lips.

The corners of Friel Arielt’s mouth go up as the slender fingers touch the corners of his mouth.

“… ….”

Friel didn’t say anything.

All she sees is a beautiful smile that transcends species. Brilliant blond hair rustles in a weak wind.

Sunny weather without a single cloud. Sunlight from the sky shines on her face, covering it with a warm color.

Is it just that her turquoise pupils embracing the sunlight are just a mood?

Because in addition to his interest in me, he also harbored a small sense of coolness. It would be absurd to evaluate her smile as simply beautiful.

“… I heard the young lady’s story well. I don’t think I want to lose Chuck with the young lady.”

But unlike that cold gaze.

Friel Arielt closed her eyes and bowed her head first.

“I will take this opportunity to apologize. Young lady, won’t you accept my apology?”

Moreover, it seemed that if he did not accept the apology, he would continue to keep his head down.

“Keep your head up.”

“That means—”

“… I will accept it.”

“Thank you, young lady.”

I accepted Friel’s apology.

But she didn’t do anything to erase her doubts about her feelings for her.

I didn’t feel any weight from Friel’s apple. Maybe her voice and that bowed head towards me were all just showing off.

Her empty apology, which is only her shell, cannot make her evaluation of her, which is already negative, rebound.

“If you do, young lady—”

She then raised her head and spontaneously held out her right hand to me.

In a gesture for a handshake, I slowly joined her hand.

“I’ll see you soon at the count’s residence.”

The elf’s slender hands, which brought out a smile, were truly cool.

I also borrowed her older sister’s words to answer her words.

“… The Countess will welcome Arielt’s visit.”

Of course, at least Sionera would not welcome her as much as her personality.

* *

The conversation with Zion at the church did not take long.

As much as Zion has been living in the church these days, not the Count’s house. All she heard was a simple hello.

Arms and legs are all well attached. She seems to be eating well too. She has nothing to worry about. All I could do was ask how he was doing.

Also, because Shione went out to meet Friel for no reason, her conversation was between Sia Bell and Shion. I just quietly listened behind them.

‘What happened to Sione?’

Shione, like me, is Friel Arielt. Because he doesn’t really like that ear nerd.

Not only is Shione well aware of the fact that she coaxed me into putting her down.

Furthermore, thanks to Friel Arielt’s tricks, there is a record of Sione begging me, saying, “Please look at me.”

I’m a little worried because we couldn’t go out together because we couldn’t find the right timing.

The mysterious relationship between the two. Saying that I would see off Friel if possible is an excuse.

Actually, I hope that Shione made up such an excuse to spend some time alone outside because it is difficult to meet Shion.

Standing still, listening to the story of Shion and Siabelle, I was able to access various information.

‘Friel talked with the Paladins and the high-ranking priests of the church.’

I was interested.

There must be a reason why the elves who believe in the world tree of the Great Forest as a god and faith have contacted and talked to the church, and even to a high-ranking person.

I couldn’t easily guess what kind of conversation they had, but I couldn’t help but stimulate my imagination.

What I heard after that was various miscellaneous information.

The fact that Shion will return to the academy again soon, and that he has a pretty close relationship with Shion’s ex-fiancé, Evan Peiosha.

And if he could, he wanted to work even harder, aiming for a combat priest.

‘Why is it a battle priest?’

A priest who runs and heals allies with a mace in a dangerous battlefield.

Not only did the intensity of training higher than that of ordinary priests, but they also had to pierce through the ground where blood splattered and screams came and went, such as chess and blunt techniques. As much as you have to be proficient in martial arts to some extent. Some innate sense is required.

But Shion is also the son of a famous samurai in the kingdom. He can do it without too much difficulty.

“Shion, why do you suddenly want to become a combat priest?”

“That… We’ll let you know next time.”

Shion also did not reveal the exact reason why he was willing to go through such hardships.

I wanted to listen to it once because I was curious about it. It was a time when I was chewing on my tongue at the end of a frustrating story.

Finally, Sione Cianella returned to the church.

I slipped into the entrance of the church and greeted Sione.

“Are you here?”

While we were greeting each other, I could see the corners of Shione’s lips and her wrinkled eyes.

She wondered what happened outside. Every time she looked at Friel Arielt in the church, she made a more disapproving expression.

“… Okay.”

And lastly, even this gruff voice that I tried to hide but in the end it was obvious.

In the end, it seems that Shione came after talking with Friel outside.

* *

After the daylong outing, we returned to the count’s residence.

Siabelle followed Shione in front of her room. We were simply saying goodbye.

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Siabel casually stroked Shione’s hair and said.

“I will tell my mother that I came to the estate from the Arielt family in the Great Forest. Sione, get some rest.”

“Okay.”

“By the way, how was your day? Was it fun?”

Shione smiled softly at that question.

“The restaurant was nice too… The plum blossoms were also very pretty.”

“I’m glad. Then, shall we go see plum blossoms together next year?”

“… Really?”

“Of course. Then next year, let’s sneak a sneak peek at my mother. Let’s take a day off and play together.”

“No matter how difficult it may be for mothers… ?”

“What, how is it? If there’s a problem because the head of the household is only taking a day off, it’s not the Count’s—”

Poof.

Sia Bell was busy stroking Shione’s hair, so instead of using her right arm, she hit the air with the elbow of her left arm.

“It’s a sandcastle on a sandy beach that collapses if you hit it.”

“Foot.”

Shione couldn’t hide her strange feelings even though she eventually hid it from Siabelle’s humorous expression.

A cool laugh escaped her face at last.

Shione smiled cutely and looked up at Sia Bell with her bright expression.

“So, sister.”

“Huh?”

“That… How long are you going to stroke my hair?”

“Continued? It’s because her hair is soft, so I keep going. Would you like to stroke my hair, too?”

After a moment of thought, Shione nodded her head lightly.

Sia Belle suddenly gathered her hair like a brush and rubbed her face with Shione. She took out Shione’s soul with various pranks.

Shione’s expression before she knew it was her mischief with a childish corner with Siabel, and her gloomy feeling was completely released.

Sia Belle nodded her head in satisfaction, after confirming that her brother was relieved.

“Then I’ll be on my way, Sione.”

At Siabelle’s words, the two said goodbye, and Shione entered her room first.

The moment I bowed her head to Siabel and tried to enter her room.

Tup.

“Ray.”

Sia Bell, whose expression cooled before she knew it, grabbed her by the wrist.

“Next time could you tell me a story about Sione and her elf?”

Siabelle, like a sensitive cat, didn’t seem to miss Shione’s wary of Friel.

“If it’s an elf… It must be Friel Arielt.”

“Yes. From the moment she met that elf, Shione’s expression hardened. I feel like there is something. I’m thinking of talking to her mother first… I think you know something too.”

A chance to preach the wickedness of the dwarves to a member of Cianella? Kicking this is weird.

I immediately nodded.

“Of course I will tell you.”

“Come to the private training center earlier than usual tomorrow. I think we should talk a little bit.”

I am proud to be the continent’s foremost expert on elves’ philosophy and behavioral psychology.

* *

The sun begins to set. By the time the beautiful scarlet expanse envelops the world.

I was sitting still, relaxing my legs and enjoying tea.

In the midst of such a leisurely and daze time, I felt a familiar gaze.

Shione must be looking at me again. This time I looked at her wondering what was going on.

Flinch.

“…… ?”

She trembled for a moment as her eyes met mine. However, rather than avoiding my gaze, she held back and exchanged glances with me.

This was the beginning. Sionega stared at me especially today, and then she started repeating the way she fell asleep in her thoughts.

… Of course, it’s usually like this a little bit. Even worse today.

Then, Shione suddenly stood up with a determined look in her eyes.

‘How are you?’

I don’t know what the hell she decided to do, she walked over and sat across from me.

Slowly.

She wears a comfy indoor top.

I unfastened the top two buttons on my clothes with a firm movement.

Through the gap, white skin is revealed at a glance.

“Ummm… ….”

What the hell does Shione want to do?

I picked up the cookie she brought, but couldn’t put it in her mouth, and as I was watching her, Sione reached out her hand.

She grabbed her right hand as she was holding her cookie and took her cookie away from me.

She naturally put her my cookie in her mouth.

‘…… ?’

No, did you move so loudly that you were going to take out a cookie and eat it?

As she stared blankly at her, Sione held her right hand tightly with both of her hands and put it on her cheek again.

… She felt the cookie she had placed on her cheek, but she tried to ignore it.

“The guttural sound… ….”

Shione felt the warmth of my hand for a moment.

Lick.

My God, how sincere you are about cookies.

As if one cookie was not enough, she even licked my index finger and thumb, which were covered with cookie crumbs.

“What are you doing… ?”

“I can’t even see that elf….”

Shione glanced up at me.

“… Temptation.”

My God.