Chapter 103: I threw away vanity and pride

Chapter 103: I threw away vanity and pride

After receiving her passionate advance{proposal}, one so fiery that it could seriously burn me to death, I head to the venue hall with a gloomy air on my back.

Since I’ve been summoned to this world, this situation is perhaps enough of a crisis to compete for the first or second place.

Considering the degree of trouble, she could stand in line with that [malicious black princess]1. Not being depressed is the stranger outcome.

……Eh?

By any chance, are there no one decent among the [modest breast] acquaintances I have in this world?

Shreia just now is a precipitous cliff.

Malicious black doesn’t have a well-shaped breasts. Hers are [delicate] to the point where one might even clearly request a confirmation, whether or not those are there.

Although she’s not an enemy, being careless in one way or another with Kiska makes my words and conduct go haywire. She’s also lacking.

…………From now on, it might be better for me to be more vigilant when I encounter someone less fortunate in that department.

Hm?

In other words, allies = kyonyuu?

If the truly serious life-threatening part are taken away, my idiotic thoughts are in full swing, as per usual. Or perhaps it could be said that I’m escaping reality but I do feel somewhat better.

Continuing to brood on and on won’t do at all. After all, I still have an ongoing work as a security for the party.

As a security guard, the option of not reporting to the security supervisor concerning a highly dangerous person named Shreia who has infiltrated the party venue, doesn’t exist.

But I’m wavering.

Suppose that I report Shreia’s presence, would there be a powerhouse who can contend with her within this residence?

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Some of the guests probably hired adventurers as their escort. Although not a rule of thumb, for aristocrats, escorts are usually commissioned from B-rankers. Compared to the C-rank me, I’m sure they would be more reliable in dealing with a bargain sale of surprise attack.

I often hear that there’s big gap between A-rank and B-rank. There are only two people among my acquaintances who are A-rank, with one of them labeled [former] and I tasted both their strength with my own body.

If B-rank adventurers form a group, would they be able to contend with that super dangerous person{Shreia} who bears the alias [Heavenly Sword]?

Although Shreia won’t sell a fight indiscriminately on her own accord, she looks like the type who would buy a fight if it’s on a bargain and then proceeds to beat down prices to the point of bankruptcy on the other side. It’s scary just to imagine what kind of tragedy would unfold in the event that she were to be unduly provoked.

………Now hold on, if I line up all the causes for concern, I could only predict the worst possible development. Conversely, I think that it isn’t necessary to regard Shreia as dangerous, only for today.

「Y’see, cause it’d be too embarrassing to be reunited a few minutes later. Especially with that kinda parting.」

It doesn’t seem likely that she’d be craving for high class cuisine in the hall right after that, even though she parted with such a [manly] line.

Perhaps Shreia has already left this residence. Unless she threw away her pride and vanity as much as I did, that is!2

「………Who am I even talking to by proudly proclaiming like that.」

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ーーGreat Blessing{Arc Bless}.

An organization that seems straight outta light novel but the fact that I’m in this world is in itself a light novel-esque development, so it can’t be helped.

As my thoughts would often come to, this world is a world that embodies people’s [fantasy]. For that very reason, I call this other world the [fantasy world].

And yet, this world that I’m stepping on with my own two legs is an unmistakable [reality]. Like an RPG, it’s impossible to survive{game clear} just by following the prepared plot without thinking.

She{Shreia} called it a [society] but I’m sure it’s an organization with a matching scale.

During the mine incident, I remember there was another magician beside Shreia by the side of the large summoning spell, using it to summon magic beasts. Taking things into consideration, it’s reasonable to say that the man is also a member of the society.

Other than its name, it’s an organization whose size and purpose are veiled in mystery. Though they’re certainly not a group friendly to those in respectable occupation.

It’s still unclear what the society was aiming for in the mine incident. Even so, if I didn’t barge into the mine, Real asserted that the expedition to subjugate goblins would’ve been annihilated.

「Brain labor isn’t my role though……」

If I were to believe in Shreia’s words, the existence of this society are known only to a select few. If I handle this carelessly, a certain dangerous organization with only its name known would have their eyes on me.

Those who I can consult at the moment…

…To start with, Real should be fine.

Chloe is a bit of a disappointment but in terms of reliability, she’s second only to Real.

However, when considering opponents of Heavenly Sword’s level, I still feel uneasy about our combined force. Even so, given that they’re close to me, I have to tell them.

Next is…

…Faima, I guess.

I can’t give up the feeling of wanting to rely on her intellect, but getting her involved and embroiled in danger in the first place is putting the cart before the horse.

Currently she’s acting the part of a beauty dressed up for a ballroom party but her true form is a bundle of intellectual curiosity. If she were to become interested in the [secret] organization, she might start looking into it despite knowing the risk.

Having said that, I can’t tell her nothing at all.

It should be safe to inform the more experienced Rand. If it’s him, he should be able to make a decision that considers Faima’s safety first and foremost. 《review/flow》

Those are the limit of what I can come up with in this short time. For a deeper brainstorming session, it’s gonna have to wait after the party is over and we’re back in the guest room of the Imperial Palace.

I put a break in my thoughts and continue walking to the venue.

It took time for me to guide the way but I was able to return being a security at the hall without any problem.

The guard who I informed before leaving the hall goes…

「Maybe you had [this]?」

…And went on to show me a slightly vulgar gesture, his thumb inserted between his middle finger and ring finger.

I had no choice but to deny it with a wry smile. I can’t exactly say that rather than me [plugging] into her, she was the one on the verge of [penetrating] through my heart.

No matter how beautiful the woman is, I’d like to refuse a woman who’d shred me if I come into contact with her.

Besides, she’s a precipitous cliff, so she’s not my type. If I’m going to [get into action] anyway, I wanna do it with an endowed woman like Faima.

……As expected, isn’t it too rude to be imagining [that kinda thing] with the escort target.

I search for Faima to make sure she’s safe but not because of my imagination, mind you.

It took some time even with my presence detection because of the dense crowd but I was able to confirm her appearance safely.

The richness of Faima is especially dazzling. Maybe it’s a side effect from facing a precipitous cliff.

……Hold on.

When I continued to observe her for a while, Faima’s expression suddenly stiffens greatly. Even when viewed from a distance, her eyes are twitching.

I wonder what’s going on, so I follow Faima’s line of sight.

「Geh……Seriously?」

My face also cramps up like Faima’s.

Color me surprised. Because the noble man gaudy is attending as well.

He can be said to be the impetus for my meeting with Faima in the downtown. I didn’t delve deeper into the details but I hear that he has a connection with fairly influential people. His father is also an elite working in the Imperial Palace.

Was he invited to this party for those reasons?

His nose that I broke in with my ice had regained its original shape. Perhaps he got a treatment from an excellent healer. Money talks, I guess.

Gaudy was surprised at first, but then he smiled. An easy woman would’ve fallen for a refreshing smile of that degree. That guy looks around for a bit and then turns his line of sight back to Faima.

Faima managed to fix her smile when I refocused on her but her expression is still stiff and she’s sweating bullets. She’s completely confused{short circuited} and her movement also ceased.

If it’s Ayana who’s used to this kind of situation, she would look away naturally without changing her expression and proceed to leave the area nonchalantly but doing that would be too much of a demand for Faima huh.

A waiter is passing by gaudy with a tray on his hand, from which gaudy takes two glasses. With the glasses filled, he head towards Faima. He’s intending to talk with her.

Seeing that both of them are invited guests, both gaudy and Faima must realize that both of them have their own social positions. Even if gaudy is a shallow man, it’s unlikely that he’ll bring up the recent uproar{german}. Because there’s the risk of exposing his aggressive approach on Faima.

『Still, I should be a little more wary.』

Since there are those two{Rand and Kiska} nearby, it’s hard to imagine a problem will occur easily but being vigilant is also the role of an escort.

As gaudy drew close to Faima, he offers a glass to her. Faima, who finally recovered{rebooted} from her brain freeze managed to receive the presented glass with a smile and awkward movement. Gaudy lightly clinks his glass to Faima’s and sips his drink. Like a fish lured in, Faima also mirrors his action.

Due to the liveliness of the venue, their conversation can’t be heard at this distance. Since there’s not much change in the facial expression of Rand and Kiska, there shouldn’t be dangerous elements in the context of their conversation.

But then, why did he decide to have a talk with Faima?

He’s the kind of guy who would order a bunch of his minions to chase after one woman after being made a fool. I was wary and thought of him as someone with a short fuse who would blow his top and take some sorta action even if it’s within a party hosted by a noble.

No, even if I’m overthinking about it, that’s fine by me. The work of an escort, with their abundance of idle time is just a perfect fit for pondering.

Nevertheless, something’s strange.

Without being able to wipe away the touch of anxiety within, I keep on observing Faima and gaudy.

Then, I noticed something is wrong with Faima. Her cheeks are dyed in a deeper shade of red compared to before she started the conversation.

If the content of the glass she received from gaudy is a kind of alcohol, it’s reasonable to think that she’s simply drunk. However, gaudy who should’ve drank the same thing didn’t look the same.

What if Faima is weak to alcohol?

I haven’t heard of that.

『………………?』

For a moment there, the refreshing smile on gaudy’s face became muddy. It’s such a minor change that’s more likely to be deemed a slip of the mind if I didn’t pay attention to him.

Gaudy takes his eyes off Faima and looks around the venue. And then, when he reaches a certain point, he stops and indistinctly nods.

As the indescribable wariness grows inside my chest, gaudy shows a worried look and lightly touch her hand which was holding the glass.

ーーFaima’s body sways greatly and she collapses powerlessly, as though her tense nerve has snapped.

The moment Rand and Kiska rush to her side, gaudy supports Faima before she fell to the floor. Gaudy held her hand politely and firmly secures the glass that was unintentionally released from her hand.

Faima is closing her eyes while having a painful expression. It may have been because she felt anxious in an unfamiliar environment{party} and her being drunk released all of it at once, making her sick.

Rand respectfully bows to gaudy and Kiska approaches her to take Faima into custody.

But for some reason, gaudy halts the approaching Kiska at arms length.

My brain starts spinning at full capacity that very instant.

『I see……now』

I’m finally convinced of the physical and mental discomfort I felt earlier. The following turn of events can now be predicted. Then, the means I can take is……

After Gaudy opens his mouth, he turns over while holding Faima and moves his foot towards the exit. He probably said that he will be taking her to a place where he can also rest because he wants to do so in the vicinity of the sickly Faima. Hearing it initially, it sounds like a gentlemenly line but leaving the care of a woman of age to an unknown man is a big no-no.

Rand and Kiska try to chase after gaudy who’s about to leave but another noble man coincidentally{・・・} passes by. The scene looks like another vehicle rushing in from the side of a cross intersection. Moreover, the noble man unfortunately was holding a filled glass.

The two who are too concentrated on getting to Faima and the noble man collides. The impact caused the glass to spill and both of them who couldn’t avoid it had their formal wear soaked. The noble man got flustered and bows to the two of them but for Rand and Kiska, that’s not the most pressing matter at the moment.

However, they’re stuck in a situation where they can’t bluntly refuse an apology from a noble. In the meantime, gaudy with Faima in his hands heads for the venue exit.

It wasn’t until they finally had enough and tried to push the noble man away that they catch sight of me starting to move.

Agatt and the rest are located a bit further away from here, so they shouldn’t have been able to detect Faima’s predicament.

In that case, I have no choice but to move.

When I look at them with a determined gaze, they nod back with an expression, [please] on their faces.

I chase after gaudy who’s about to leave the hall.