My Wife Waited in the Wheat Fields

#8 Monastic Practice (5)

“… I hope the war will be long. I’m not sure if I’m getting this right.”

Kasha said slowly.

It looked uncomfortable. Edward answered, suppressing the rising tension.

“You heard that right. The purpose is what the elders think is right.”

“Are you crazy about playing with money? Will you make more money by prolonging the war?”

“Because I’m planning something that requires that much money.”

Edward thought.

How much should I say and how much should I hide?

Where is the line that will give trust in the line that does not go against Kasha’s planting?

That’s what I was about to say.

“We are developing the next generation of weapons.”

“… next generation?”

“Next to the matchlock.”

Kasha’s expression furrowed sternly.

It’s worth knowing. Wasn’t it his own bolt action that caused him to kneel in the first place?

I’m aiming for the next one, but how can I accept it positively?

‘but… .’

However, if you hide this story, the negotiations will not proceed.

Edward diligently teased his mouth.

“If you intervene, our war will end too soon. I hope this war will last another 3 years or so. It takes that much time to complete weapon development, deployment testing, and coordination, right? But when it comes to all-out war, that doesn’t work.”

The West now was a powder keg on the verge of an explosion.

The four kingdoms perished as Kasha, who had been protecting them, disappeared. Following that, six out of seven were concentrating forces on their respective fronts.

The moment anyone moves, it becomes a sea of blood.

There is no negotiation.

Edward himself was the one who showed off his friendship with Igret the Flame and the Demon Lord Zerdia, but since there was a difference in position between countries, if he entered the battlefield, he would fight with them until one side died.

In such a situation, Kasha would raise a hand on either side.

“I’m not asking you to help Armin. I just want the elderly to enjoy nursing life more.”

Edward thought it was a gamble worth taking.

‘You seem to have a pathetic wife.’

It was a plausible guess considering the fact that he burst into tears the moment he brought up the topic of his wife, and that he had been wearing the mask of a mild sheep in front of his wife before that.

‘So now… .’

I have to go into hardening.

I had no intention of asking for it bare-mouthed.

I don’t know if they’ll accept it from there.

“Think of it as a negotiation. I’m thinking of giving you some stake in our company.”

Kasha’s fingertips twitched.

Edward was a little surprised inwardly.

‘Does it work?’

this is a bit odd

The Katya Edward knew was a man who wasn’t too greedy for money.

Would it be explained if there was even a saying that the reason why they stood on the side of the now destroyed 4 countries was to die.

Even though the countries with the top 7 promised him enormous funds and status to incorporate him into their power, he defied those demands to the end.

Why are you swaying with that opinion now? .

“how much?”

“One%. can’t give much Because I have a close friendship stake.”

“Does the heir have to be me?”

Oh, that’s it.

Edward’s eyes lit up.

‘I’m sure he has a pathetic wife.’

“Well, I can return it to wherever I want. Even the elderly love their wives… .”

“Goldsmith.”

Took, Kasha’s fingertips tapped the table.

However, the impact was not as dainty as it sounds.

“Damn it… !”

Edward let out a sigh as he felt his throat being ripped open.

It wasn’t physical.

‘Live… !’

The extremely sharpened flesh was stretched like a thread and wrapped around the neck.

It is a skill that only he can do.

“that… only… !”

“You climb too much. The habit of pretending to know like that doesn’t look nice.”

“Ugh… !”

Edward was suddenly embarrassed.

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Wasn’t that the first one who mentioned his wife?

I was just arguing, so why did I have to go through this kind of violence?

Looking at Kasha with sorrowful eyes, he eventually died.

Kasha was alone, frowning and drooling, as if she was worried about something.

“that… .”

“Is that the end of the business?”

“Right… ?”

Polite words come out of nowhere.

As expected, being alone in the same room with the sword demon Kasha made me shudder.

Edward took a deep breath and spoke to him.

“… You can think slowly. From the looks of it, it doesn’t look like you’re going to move right now.”

There was no need to go in a hurry.

The reason I came all the way here is to directly confirm his intentions.

In addition, the Kasha I saw in real life was smiling as if she was quite satisfied with playing house with her wife.

‘I don’t see any intention of returning to the West right now.’

So, it would have been better to maintain a favorable stance in the direction of supporting the house play a little more.

Kasha took a long breath and immediately looked at Edward.

It was a gaze with a distinctive blade.

“… It doesn’t sound like you’re going to be able to answer right away. Think more about this.”

Saying that, Kasha got up from her seat.

“and.”

Creepy-

Goosebumps ran down Edward’s spine.

Life has been strangling the body again.

“I’m saying this out of old age, but I’m talking about it. I hope you don’t pay attention to your wife. If anyone knows more about this, it will be very unpleasant.”

What I am saying is pretty clear.

Edward smiled and said.

“If the elders want, we can go through the national silence process. Didn’t you say you didn’t come to fight?”

“Please don’t go against my heart. don’t you know?”

“Aren’t our elders very impatient?”

“I’m glad you understand.”

Only then did Kasha smile.

Since the original version was handsome, his sad smile gave a good impression.

If it hadn’t been for living, it would have felt that way.

“There is someone waiting for you, so let’s go. Today’s meeting was unpleasant. I hope we never meet again in the future.”

“Oh, how are you?”

“Let’s go.”

Click!

Kasha left the room.

Only then did Edward completely relax and bury himself on the sofa.

“Haaaaaa!”

i thought i was dying

Still, from the position of hiding my identity, I was sure that an accident would not happen… .

“It’s because our elders’ personalities are so damn good.”

Edward chuckled.

What became clear from this meeting is that even if they are hiding their identity, Kasha is Kasha.

And even the good news that he won’t move right away.

Edward thought for a moment about Katya’s wife.

‘You must have committed many sins in your previous life. No, are you blessed? A person like that will bow down and enter.’

Well, it wasn’t something to think about right now.

Edward turned his head and rang the bell.

“Did you call?”

The one who entered was Elric and an attendant who had previously practiced Tyria.

Although acting as a flight attendant, he was Edward’s direct assistant.

Edward said with a laugh.

“Bring me some underwear to change into.”

“… ?”

“Underwear to change into. I mean panties. panties.”

Edward pointed at his lower body with his hand.

“I am tired.”

was excited

His body couldn’t stand Kasha’s life.

The attendant suddenly looked at him with eyes tinged with contempt.

“Are you incontinent at 33?”

“Your opponent is your opponent.”

“Can I resign?”

“no.”

“I want to go on vacation.”

“no. You will run away.”

The assistant secretary’s face darkened.

Edward said with the same smile on his face.

“Bring it quickly.”

The secretary’s fist clenched.

*

‘It shook.’

The moment Edward Wight told me not to return to the battlefield, my heart was shaken enough to embarrass myself.

Elric was shocked by the fact.

‘You don’t want to leave?’

Do you want to stay at Weebin?

Yes, it’s my hometown, so maybe it’s natural.

It’s not that I don’t like this kind of peace.

Even after answering like that, Elric hardly felt complacent.

The thought that there seemed to be another reason besides that tormented her inside.

Elric was confused.

click-

When I returned to my seat and opened the door, Tyria was awake.

No, maybe it was because of motion sickness, he didn’t look that good.

She was looking at Elric resentfully.

“… Where have you been?”

“The accident has been sorted out for a while, so I’m on my way to check it out.”

“Didn’t I say there would be no terrorism?”

At those words, a chuckle and a laugh flowed out.

It was a feeling that all the thoughts that had been confusing my head until just before had been erased.

“It seems I was too hasty. I’m sorry. Aren’t you glad it worked out?”

She was stiffening herself up with a very alert look.

Elric smiled shyly and sat down next to her.

“I think we’ll be there in three hours.”

“When I come back, I use a carriage.”

“Um, why?”

“… .”

The resentment in Tyria’s eyes deepened.

I saw fear too.

For some reason, she felt like she looked dainty, so Elric fell into a strange sentiment.

Even so, the words that came out of his mouth were like that.

“Okay. When we go back, let’s go to the carriage leisurely.”

“A great choice.”

Tyria gently closed her eyes.

He tried to assume equilibrium with Yije, but it was too late.

Elric has seen too much of her new look.

The gaze followed her.

What comes to mind again is Edward Wight’s proposal.

‘… later.’

Think later.

It’s not an issue worth worrying about and answering right now.

Elric burried himself into the backrest, still feeling stuffy.

Then I fell asleep, and when I woke up again, I could already see the panoramic view of the capital outside the window.