84. My house is quite big

I hadn’t yet realized what Ludwig intended to do when I was already being “dragged” away by her, holding onto my arm. And should I say, as expected of one of the elven saints? Just as I was about to check what new trick Ludwig was planning to pull on me in the script, she noticed me, and then…

A slap landed on my shoulder, dispelling my thoughts of looking at the script in this “enthusiastic” manner.

“How troublesome, are you on guard against me?”

If I were on guard against you, would I even give you the chance to “wrap your arm around my shoulder”?

“Anyway, we’re here now, and once you’re here, you’ll know~”

Although I felt that Ludwig’s attitude was becoming increasingly strange, I still chose to follow her footsteps without looking at the script. After all, I wasn’t sure if it was just my illusion, but after she spoke about taking me somewhere, this elven maid, who usually just lazed around and found everything troublesome, seemed unusually “spirited”… or perhaps “melancholic”—this was a side of Ludwig I rarely saw.

After silently leaving the bustling center of the capital of the Purus Kingdom, filled with elves, Ludwig headed towards a street that wasn’t dilapidated but simply less populated. I wasn’t very familiar with the Purus Kingdom of the elves, but Ludwig seemed to navigate it with ease, clearly…

She must have been prepared, which is why she dragged me here the moment we arrived in the Purus Kingdom. Could this… be what Ludwig referred to as “midway resupply”?

Finally, after there were no elves around to interrupt our conversation, Ludwig, who had been pulling me along, finally let go. The lazy demeanor disappeared, her usually casual pace gradually became “rigorous,” and the expression on her face, which seemed indifferent to everything, gradually retracted and vanished…

Setting aside Ludwig’s maid outfit, for a moment, I felt as if I had truly discovered the princess from the “era of the white-haired elves,” a princess… who was using the body of the elven sword saint—Princess Adrel , the second princess of the white-haired elves.

“Ogilde, do you know why I went through so much trouble to save you when we were in the Rodmar Empire?”

This wasn’t a question seeking an answer, but rather the princess’s self-talk. Even though this was one of the questions I was most concerned about—why would one of the elven princesses, who strictly speaking had a bit of a grudge against me, save me at that time? Ludwig’s answer was just as casual.

“Of course, it was my sister’s request, but more importantly… it would be too troublesome if you died.”

“You…”

I looked at her in surprise, “I thought you held a grudge against me and wanted to save me just to ‘fatten me up before killing me.'”

“Who would go through that kind of trouble? To ‘kill’ the current you, one person couldn’t possibly do it, right? Even if we teamed up, there shouldn’t be any weaklings…”

Ludwig pouted, “And besides, haven’t you understood yet? After that order fairy came from our ‘era’ and became your wife, the ‘era’ changed, which means that my sister and I, in our ‘era,’ some of the… foolish things we were supposed to do were altered because of your intervention.”

“In simpler terms: now we completely remember what you did to us back then. I can’t speak for my sister, but for me… although I’m not pleased, I’m not disgusted enough to want to ‘kill you,’ so don’t worry, Ogilde.”

As her words fell, Ludwig smiled at me. Although from her profile, she looked somewhat “perfect” for a moment, the next second, just as I was about to speak, she predictably broke character.

“…Thank you?”

“Ugh, ugh, ugh…”

Hey, is this your attitude when accepting thanks?

“I didn’t tell you all this to talk about love and romance. I don’t understand these troublesome matters, nor do I want to. I just want to gain strength. Everything I’m telling you is what my sister asked me to convey because she feels… now is an opportunity.”

Having said that, Ludwig turned to face me, but the direction of her gaze… was behind me.

“Do you all understand? Now is an opportunity, a chance my sister thinks we can use to ‘eliminate’ the Order Fairy. We don’t bother hiding this because now that ‘order’ has disappeared, even if the Order Fairy knows what we’re doing, she absolutely cannot intervene directly with her power! Otherwise, she wouldn’t be managing order; she would be destroying it~”

The script… appeared!

【The three sister saints of the fairies want to kill the Order…】

However, this time, not only was the content enough to astonish me, but at the same moment the script appeared, Kephiel had already gotten involved.

【They want to kill me, Oqilide.】

【Don’t believe them, I don’t want to be separated from you~】

“!”

This… this kind of thing cannot simply be judged as “killing or not killing,” “separating or not separating,” right!?

Ludwig ignored my silence and continued to speak to herself, “And you… are the key. As long as you don’t return to the embrace of order, as long as… you don’t die, you can change this world where ‘ order’ no longer exists. Only you can change it, only you can kill the Order Fairy.”

Yes, I… know: since I can change this world of “no order,” I can definitely… kill the Order Fairy.

Has the eldest sister, Urasilu, among the three sister saints of the fairies, realized this?

“Sister, we are not using you, but… we are pleading with you, asking you, hoping you… will pray for your actions in any way you can think of. For this, my sister is even willing to become any identity by your side. Slave? Lover? Maid? Whatever you like.”

Stopping her steps, Ludwig paused in front of a rare “small church” in the Kingdom of Prulist, then pushed the door open, stepping aside to lead me in, allowing me to follow the somewhat dirty red carpet until I saw the figure sitting at the table inside the small church.

The fairy’s eldest princess, the pure white nun Urasilu, is also the strongest and most troublesome one among the three sister saints of the fairies.

Ludwig brought me to see her!? No, what confuses me more now is: she is actually willing to coexist peacefully with me!?

“I don’t mind; as long as it’s not troublesome for me, it’s fine. As for my sister… Oqilide, you should go talk to her yourself.”

Ludwig pushed my shoulder and said, “This is your ‘new support’ in the Kingdom of Prussia~”