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WeD - V1C37 - Makia: Spring, Medal & Milk Tea
🕑 Added 2022-09-15 10:02:31 +0000 UTCMakia here.
Winter is a season of silence for the farmlands of Delia Fields. As the cold days go on with its rare snowfalls, the vast expanse of dead grass awaits the coming spring.
“Eh, a reward? For Father? And Tooru too?”
“That’s right, Makia. Looks like the Karted School System was so well received that I would be receiving a medal from the Archbishop during the Holy Festival.”
“... really?”
Father is happily fluttering about as he told me about this incredible news. It is indeed incredible news. I’m still reeling over the fact that such a thing has happened, however.
That’s because the Green Treasure Award is only given to those who have contributed greatly to society during the Holy Festival which is attended by royalty. The award would be given directly by the archbishop himself.
It certainly is a very prestigious award, and it seems like the Karted school project won that award.
My father looks very happy, as he should. Even among aristocrats, not many could claim to have won the Green Treasure Award. From this fact alone, any noble who managed to get their hands on this award automatically levelled up their aristocratic standing.
Tooru and I exchange a look.
“Father, will we be celebrating the Holy Festival at the Royal Capital next spring?”
“Of course! We shall spend a week at the Royal Capital. The Duke of Beigrates will lend us one of his villas. We shall take our servants with us. The Royal Capital is a gorgeous place during the festival!”
“Well, I guess that sounds fun.”
I clap my hands together and leap around with him like a child.
I’m only partly acting this time, part of me is really happy.
I had been to the Royal Capital once with my father, but had gone there without any goals in mind.
This time though? Just how important is this family trip to the Royal Capital for us?
I make eye contact with Tooru once more and we nod slightly to each other.
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This part happened about 3 months ago.
“Yuri is… The Prince of Ruskia?!”
After he was done with his Karted work, Tooru brought a very large souvenir back to me. It was the Royal Paper. To be precise, it was an article within the Royal Paper.
Within the paper was an article on the three candidates for the Ruskia throne. Tacked along with the article was a rare picture of the Fifth Prince. The face was one that I knew all too well.
“The Fifth Prince, Ulysses Claudio Les Ruskia… Makia, I think you should know best after knowing the name, but the picture alone is unmistakable.”
“So, he reincarnated as a prince. That fits him well.”
“I thought you’d say that. Why is there such a disparity in our quality of life…?”
“Hahaha.”
I still remember how poorly dressed those Karted kids were and the familiar way Tooru acted around them. From my stealthy observation, I concluded that he had been one of them long enough to understand these kids well enough to work with them. My, my, although these two were Demon Kings, [1] one reincarnated as a prince, while the other was a fugitive turned chimney sweep.
“We must go and meet him. To the Royal Capital!”
“How…?”
“...”
Well, that was our biggest problem. After all, Delia Fields is really far from the Royal Capital and not so easy to reach. I mean, we could utilize magic to go there, but even so, it would not be easy even for [1] a noble born child and her errand boy to meet with a prince.
Somehow, we need to go through the proper channels, so I guess we’re stuck for now.
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“Well, it’s the Holy Festival Award Ceremony, the Royal Families will be attending so we have an opportunity to make contact then.”
“Looks like we are blessed by a good opportunity. I wonder, was it fate that led me to the Karted job?”
“It’s possible.”
Tooru looked out the window over the vast land of dead grass of Delia Fields.
“The Holy Festival… come to think of it, I met an uncle who kept talking about the Holy Festival.”
“What? What uncle?”
“Nothing, just talking to myself. It’s just a random suspicious uncle, don’t worry about it.”
I sip at the warm milk tea to warm myself up.
I just realized that if I talk about meeting Lord Medite at the Karted Church, I’ll have to reveal that I had been spying at Tooru that day. So, my answer turned ambiguous.
“... Fuu”
The colour of the warm sweet milk tea reminds me of Yuri's hair. After this cold winter, a festival will be held to celebrate the season of budding spring. The entire country will celebrate in a grand way.
Yuri... no, Ulysses, you may not know it yet, but we have finally found you. Nothing could make me happier.
Under the guidance and blessing of Vabilophos, we shall surely meet again on that sacred land.
[Gumihou: Okay, the plot is thickening now]
