Carb Sears (R)

Chapter 90

Carb Sears (R)

A bizarre but bittersweet, cruel but kind story about country boy Usher and his secret friend.

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Chapter 90 – Rules of Barbarism.

Usher thought. He said that it might have been more comfortable for him not to go out to play outside the castle. After buying the cookies, Medea excitedly wandered around the city with Belka and him as if claiming that her frail impression was a lie. It was so lively that even the mischievous Ushers were tired of it. No, it was okay to walk around the city like this. Because he was able to see the city to his heart’s content that he hadn’t been able to see properly. If there was a problem, it was the people around me.

“You get around just fine in this situation.”
“Yes? Did something happen?”

Usher fell silent as Mediah asked with a clear face whether she didn’t know what her surroundings were like or if she didn’t even recognize that something was wrong. The gazes of people looking at them were stinging, but they were able to pass it off as unavoidable. What bothered me more than that was the people who occasionally came this way. It was not difficult to see that they had ill intentions against them, but they were dragged into the crowd without even knowing a mouse or a bird and disappeared.

“Let’s just take a look.”
“What is it? I’m just worried.”

She grumbled, but it was Usher that she wanted to grumble. She just counted him, so it was already the 5th. But since it wasn’t hurting them, it was helping them, so Usher just decided not to care. It was because they were so sensitive that their actions kept coming into my eyes. Medea looked at him suspiciously and then turned her head away.

“If there are no problems, shall we go over there this time?”

The place she pointed to was a blacksmith’s shop, where heat was rising.

“Why blacksmith?”

I wondered if he was going to buy something like a weapon.

“It’s mainly glass over there.”

When she pointed to the sign in front of her forge, he finally found it and read it.

“‘Fyodor’s Forge’ specializes in glass crafts?”

As Usher knew, glass boasted a fairly high price. I heard that the material itself was easy to obtain, but the important thing was the blacksmith’s ability to process glass.

“Are you going to run new windows?”
“Are all the windows in our castle high-quality? There’s nothing particularly broken, so there’s no need to order them yet.”

He remembered that he hadn’t looked into every window of the castle, but that they were made so impeccably that he could see out. If a person with poor skills processes the glass used in the window or makes a mistake, the result is not very good, so if you look outside through such a window, you can see a strangely distorted world. Usher liked it because it was fun, but people seem to want a window that can see the outside more clearly and clearly.

“And what we’re going to see this time is literally a craft.”

Hearing her words, unlike other blacksmiths, there were no swords, spears, or farming tools, and large and small glass bottles and glass statues that looked like animals were displayed in a large display case.

“Is this all made of glass?”

However, it was different from the transparent color he knew to think that it was all made of glass. Some were red, as if blood had solidified them, while others were yellow and blue. Even so, the transparent appearance was amazing. It’s more like seeing that rather than glass, he’s hanging on to something like a hat he’d borrowed from Donard for a while to keep out the wind blowing in his face. Looking through it, I remember being able to see it more clearly than when I just looked at it.

I suddenly realized that the material was somehow familiar. Although it had a texture similar to iron, it was not iron. It felt like stone, but not as heavy as stone. It was transparent like glass, but when you tap it, it doesn’t sound like glass. If so, what should it be called? It was when he was troubled.

“Usher.”

The girl called him. Meeting his eyes, she shook her head.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to know much yet.”

Does Belka know? Sometimes, her words ignite his curiosity even more. Usher finally couldn’t get his eyes on the various glass artifacts, and he thought only about them. There was no harvest whatsoever. Only the lonely golden light of the girl followed him.

“Shall we take a break at the cafe for a while as my legs are hurting?”

Those were the words of Medea, who brought him and the girl outside, who were immersed in thoughts that the viewing of the glass art was over before they knew it.

“What are you doing there?”
“Um, it’s hard to say, but it’s probably a place where you can have a simple conversation over a drink?”

Usher gave her an odd look at her explanation. If you sell drinks, you should just sell drinks. He doubted that such a place would be a business, but the cafe he visited with Mediah and Belka saw more people than expected.

“It’s unexpected. There are people who use this kind of place.”
“I don’t know Mr. Usher, but places like this are quite popular, right? Mainly with the well-to-do merchants.”
“…You mean you have to have a lot of money to come here?”

Instead of answering his words, she just smiled. And when they went inside the cafe, Usher realized he wasn’t wrong. I thought it was too grand for a building that only sells drinks. The interior was decorated more ornately. The floor divided into black and white with a glossy shine and the white wallpaper with not a single speck of dust on it. Even the pillars that entered here and there were plastered in a neat white color.

Is that all? Large paintings were hung on the walls, and white statues made in the shape of people were placed everywhere. Gorgeous chandeliers hang from the ceiling, diffusing light. In addition to that, this place, decorated with flowers and unknown props, looked more colorful than the castle they were staying at. In particular, the curious gazes flying at them from here and there, and the owners of those gazes were all dressed in fancy clothes, so it came as a burden.

“Can’t we just leave?”

He asked Medea, trying to fix her twitching mouth.

“No. I’m going to take a break and leave anyway. Even if it’s a little burdensome, bear with it.”
“Because it’s not a little bit!”

She protested silently, but it seemed that she had already made up her mind to rest here.

“Shouldn’t Belka rest too?”
“?”

Her girl tilted her head at her sudden story of her own, but Usher reluctantly decided to rest here. Belka seemed to be trying not to show it, but her legs were shaking a little. It would be nice if you could tell me if she was in pain, but she was always insensitive to her own pain. At the end of the day, at a table in the cafe where she was seated, Usher, who briefly glanced at the menu board, was almost startled. At the cafe, there was a separate fee and drinks that could be ordered.

“The hourly fee is 1 gold coin…?!”

Even the menus on the menu board had silver coins as the basic unit. This is enough to make the cookie you ate earlier look cute. How much money do you have to rot and overflow to spend your time in a place like this? The gap between himself and the people here could not be so great. Perhaps she knew that Usher was speechless due to her dismay, Medea looked at her menu and ordered three drinks.

“I also don’t want to come to places like this, but I sometimes stop by when I get tired from wandering around like this.”
“I feel like I’ll become a beggar if I stop by sometimes.”
“Whoops, is that so?”

She smiled at Usher.

“If you’re uncomfortable with that, you can think of it as a reward for hanging out with me.”

He looked at Mediah like that. It was that face again. When Usher tried to ask her why she was making that face.

“What, you. You shamelessly come here.”

Mediah’s face hardened at the voice that came from behind Usher.

“Did you find out where he went?”

Pavel asked one of the children in an annoyed voice.

“Oh, no, I couldn’t find it no matter how much I searched.”

The child who was questioned by him gave a sincere answer even though he was frightened. Then, as if he was even more angry, he asked another child.

“Your side?”
“I can’t see this way either. I just came.”

As the children glanced at each other, they were terrified that his anger might come back to them. Now they had only one purpose. To find Usher, who has disappeared to an unknown place. Pavel was popular because he was the son of a knight trusted by Aeolus and because he was strong among his peers. Usher, whom he chose as his target, was worth harassing. Also, when the children said he was bullying Usher, they thought it was okay because they were bored.

They spread vicious rumors about Usher without being asked to do so. Meanwhile, the number of children bullying Usher increased. Among them, he was already the son of a knight, but he was a prodigal who neglected his training and liked to flirt with pretty girls. They believed the rumors without any basis. He thought they were right, saying they were only punishing him. While enjoying it. So today, each of the children went looking for Usher. However, no matter how much you search, isn’t he invisible?

“Find it quickly!”
“Ah Okay.”

When Pavel began to get nervous, the children became desperate. It was difficult when Usher suddenly disappeared. Entertainment was important to them, but more important than that was their comfort. The children were frightened at the thought that the arrow might come back to them if they made a mistake.

“Pavel! I know where he’s gone!”

Fortunately for them, Carl, who often hangs out with him, comes running with news about Usher.

“Where are you?”

When Pavel asked, Carl sighed from exhaustion and opened his mouth.

“He said he was out.”
“What? Going out?”

The children murmured in surprise at the news. It wasn’t that they couldn’t go out, but it was a story that was mainly possible when there was a festival or when the father, a knight, took a vacation. In particular, going out was not easy for the children of the castle, as there were cases where they could not even leave the festival due to their father’s duty or monster attacks if they were unlucky on the day of the festival.

“You mean that guy’s dad took a vacation?”

At the point where it wasn’t long before he became a vassal? Pavel said that, but she thought it couldn’t be.

“It’s not like that. Lady Mediah is going out to inspect, and she must have taken her along with her.”

Unsurprisingly, the words that came out of Carl’s mouth shocked the children even more. Pavel vaguely expected it, but the news made her even more upset.

“Even if you train hard every day, you won’t be able to get enough of it, so you entice Lady Mediah and go out to play?!”
“Aren’t you really crazy?”

The children raised their voices in agreement with Pavel. It didn’t matter if what he said was true or not. The important thing was the fact that he went out to play outside the castle with Mediah. Who is she? She is none other than the daughter of Aeolus, the lord of this land and castle. Just because she was a child didn’t mean she didn’t want to get close to Medea. She had the most power and wealth among her peers. What kind of child wouldn’t want to be close to her, who respects even adults?

The children knew, at least indirectly, the many benefits that could be gained by getting close to Mediah. Because she had many children who had approached her wanting to get to know her. Even among the men, there were a lot of people who liked Mediah. However, no one approached Medea because she was also well aware of what would happen if she did her wrong. And it was as if no one could benefit from it, so there was no need to take it.

That fact gave her a sense of security that she didn’t have to get ahead of others, so before she knew it, none of her children made any effort to become friends with her. Even if someone wanted to get acquainted with her Medea, they cleverly ostracized him or threatened him and did not give him a chance to get acquainted with her. But her children, who came from outside her, became friends with her. They were already blind and deaf to jealousy.

“I don’t think we can leave him like this.”
“What are you going to do?”
“How to do it, we have to make a plan so that he can never refuse until tomorrow.”

Pavel knew how to use them.

Carb Sears (R)

A bizarre but bittersweet, cruel but kind story about country boy Usher and his secret friend.

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