Volume 3 Chapter 49 Quest： Warrior Monk Performance I♥
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
In the end, he and Natra did it three times in the bathroom.
Just as they were about to go for a fourth, Rufna, in her nightgown, yelled, “How long are you two gonna keep at it? Get some food already!” and stopped them.
After that, they all sat down quietly for breakfast, then spent the day training at the dojo until sunset.
Natra stayed with Kian to help him practice, while Rufna headed to the library managed by Priscilla to study her necromancy grimoire.
He kept training until evening.
After 5 in the afternoon, they returned to base to prepare for the gladiator match.
As they ate a quick meal, they heard the jingle of a horse-drawn carriage’s bells from outside.
It’s Priscilla…
Natra and Rufna walked toward the door, followed by Kian, who wiped his mouth with a cloth and stood up from the table.
He was ready to complain the moment the door opened, but he noticed the scent of blood outside wasn’t Priscilla’s. His anger just… vanished.
This is… Guy and Fhana’s scent.
”Sir Kian, your backpack.”
”Thanks.”
”You changing over there? Still got some time left, right?”
”Yeah. Alright, I’m off. Natra and Rufna, get your gear ready for the ‘Night Crier’ quest. If you’re done, feel free to gamble at the casino or check out the stalls.”
Kian said this while putting on a plain leather coat.
The underground arena is like a secret club for the upper class.
As low-rank adventurers, Natra and Rufna can’t get in.
”Sir Kian, don’t hold back your vampire powers if things get tough. No saving them for later.”
”Of course. The enemies are all professionals. They are expert duelists. I will fight only with my sword skills, but if it comes down to it, I will prioritize my life.”
”If Master dies, I will bring you back to life. Then, we’ll be comrades!”
The dark elf beauty shaman chuckled, “Heheh.”
Natra sighed and said with a glare, “That’s not funny…”
’If you die, this one will revive you as a vampire!’
(Can you really do that?)
’I cannot do that now, but if it happens, you will be this one slave knight for life, huh…? Hehehe, I will treat you well every night!’
”――――.”
Regardless of the truth of the glasses’ comment, her legs were long and very attractive.
It was a shame she didn’t seem too stinky, but she would definitely be enough for some naughty thoughts.
While daydreaming foolishly, he slung his backpack and went down to the door on the first floor, opening it.
Outside were several soldiers holding torches and a carriage.
In front of them stood a couple dressed in luxurious clothing.
”Lord Kian!”
”Good evening, Sir Guy. …And who is this lady?”
Kian asked, looking at the black-haired mature woman in a white dress.
He knew she was Fhana, but he wasn’t sure if it was okay to talk to her like he knew her.
Kian’s choice seemed to be right, as Guy placed a hand on Lady Fhana’s shoulder and smiled widely.
”Hahaha, my pride and joy! This is Jeanne!”
”In the royal capital, it was pronounced as Fhana. I would be happy if you called me Fhana.”
”Oh, right. So, I’ll call you Fhana then.”
Guy frowned at the smiling lady’s gentle denial.
In an instant, the conversation seemed to end, and an awkward silence lingered that was felt by everyone present, including Kian.
Before the soldier behind Guy could spark the torch a third time, Kian smiled at Lady Fhana.
”You are such a beautiful woman. Like an embodiment of beauty… Truly, you are the wife of the Lord Deputy of Châtillon.”
”Well, thank you, Mr. Kian.”
”I was supposed to come alone, but Fhana insisted on seeing the warrior’s face… Fhana, this is Lord Kian of Izerland. Tonight, he will compete with other warriors as our racehorse.”
”Wow, up close you are very sturdy. I wonder who is stronger, you or my husband…?”
”Of course, it’s me, my beloved wife.”
”──I’ve heard Lord Guy’s bravery is unmatched. I’m not even close.”
When Kian modestly looked down while saying that, Fhana clearly flared her nostrils.
It seemed she did not like his response.
Kian didn’t know what she misunderstood, but he had no choice but to please Guy, his client.
”Is Ms. Priscilla not here today?”
”Fhana said she wanted to come with me, so she’s entertaining guests at the underground arena instead. She should be able to join us once we arrive. You, however, will go straight to the underground waiting room, Lord Kian.”
”I see.”
”Mr. Kian? I hear you will fight for me tonight. It seems strange to have a famous knight from Izerland join the gladiators as a slave, but I support you anyway. Please, send me a bouquet of victory. I am counting on you.”
”Thank you, Lady Fhana.”
”…Oh my. How formal you are, Mr. Kian!”
”Jeanne, Kian and you are complete strangers.”
”Yes, that’s true. Hehe…”
The lady smiled on the surface, but her dark eyes were not smiling at all.
She was probably angry at Kian for pretending to be a slave the night before and then running away without having s*x.
’And there’s lingering regret. That woman is secretly aiming for you like a snake.’
”────”
”It’s not Priscilla’s carriage, but I’ve prepared a large one for you. Now, hop in the back. I’ll guide you to the arena.”
”Thank you, Sir Guy.”
Guy shook his head, the gold necklace around his neck glinting.
”Don’t worry about it. I can’t just tell you to ‘win however you like’ and wash my hands of it. I’ve been leaving everything to Priscilla’s stand-in until now, but tonight, I’ll support you. I’ve prepared some swords and armor in the carriage, so take a look at the catalog and try them on. A warrior monk of Azrael might prefer light gear, but I’ve gathered options that should suit you.”
”I appreciate that. But, what about the size?”
”One of Priscilla’s people gave me all the details. From your height to the thickness of your right hand’s fingers.”
”────”
He was struck speechless by Guy’s reply.
A chill ran down his back as he wondered when they had measured him.
Come to think of it, that woman had clung to Kian’s waist and wrapped herself around his arm in various ways.
But still, it must have been during one of those times that she was being measured.
”I shall ride in the back carriage as well.”
”No, the back is for me and Lord Kian. You ride in the front. Mr. Blumer, handle Jeanne.”
”Yes, sir.”
”Wait, what! Then I don’t know why I came to see Mr. Kian! I wanted to talk more, too!”
”Well, we’ll be sorting through weapons and armor in the carriage, and it gets cramped. I’m sorry, but if you want to talk to Lord Kian, it’ll have to be another time. Lord Kian, you say something too.”
The acting lord naturally sought his words.
Fhana remained dissatisfied.
He didn’t want to meddle too much in their marital spat, but Kian opened his mouth anyway.
”Lady Fhana, you can hear my stories another time. If you summon me, I’ll come running if I’m near Châtillon. Please understand, tonight we have work to do.”
”Mm… fine! Let’s go, Blumer?”
”Hah.”
The gloomy knight, they called Bulmer, took the lady’s hand and led her to the front carriage.
Before leaving Kian, Bulmer gave Kian a sharp look.
’Jealousy.’
(I see. So he’s one of Lady Fhana’s lovers.)
Kian felt sorry for the big man in front of him, who was giving orders to the soldiers behind.
He was working hard as the acting lord, but his lady wasn’t returning his feelings.
Instead, she was playing around with other men behind his back.
If they were partners, they should support each other and overcome difficulties together.
(I guess everyone has their own feelings they can’t give up. Ms. Aliona and Natra, who are always devoted to me, are special.)
”Lord Kian──no, Kian. Come here. Come on.”
”Thank you.”
”Don’t thank me so many times. This is just hospitality based on a proper contract, just doing what’s needed to win. And…”
Guy narrowed his eyes, watching his wife being led into the carriage by Sir Bulmer.
”I wonder when was the last time my wife was so excited to meet someone. The foreign blood flowing in you must be tickling her curiosity. ──I saw the participants, and I don’t think anyone can beat you. After you finish the Quest, it would be helpful if you could tell my wife some stories about Azrael.”
”Uh…”
”Also, I’d be even happier if you’d fight me. My wife said so too, and I’m very interested in the objective fact of who would win between you and me.”
”Just joking.”
”Hahaha!”
Guy laughed happily and spread his arms, saying, “Come on, get in the carriage.”
Kian nodded and followed the big man into the large carriage behind.
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