The Boy Who Swore Revenge On The World - Chapter 41

Holy Nights Dream

Hora~, Hardt~, wake up~

Uun~, five more minutes

As I listen to Kasans devils voice, I cover myself to the head with the futon and sleep. The wind that comes in from the gap between the walls is cold, I have no desire of leaving the futon.

I will continue to sleep like this!, I thought and shut my eyes and, loud footsteps approach my room.

And the door opened vigorously. Still, I ignore that and

Koraa! Didnt I say wake up!

Kasan who tears the futon off with all her strength. The inside of the futon that was warmed up with my body temperature was suddenly cooled by the outside air. Co, cold!!

Wha, what are you doing, Okasan!

Its because Hardt doesnt wake up at all, right! Today is the festivals preparation, right!

I, hate the festival

I turn away as I rub my chilly body. Thereupon, Haa, Kasan sighs. Uuu, Im bad with Kasans sighs. Whenever Kasan sighs, its always because shes worried about me. But, this time, what I hate is what I hate.

Once every year, there is a festival where G.o.d gives us gifts but, in any case, Kasan and I cant partic.i.p.ate. Not only that, because most of the villagers partic.i.p.ate, Kasan who doesnt partic.i.p.ate is made to keep watch in the cold. I hate that fact and its intolerable.

Geez, what a worrisome child

Kasan smiles bitterly at me who turns away as she sits beside me. And she embraced me gently.

I understand that Hardt is thinking about me but, I think I would hate it if Hardt gets left out because of that

But

I hang my head and, Kasan gently pats my head. And then, she slaps my back with all her strength. Ouch!

Horaa, dont make a face like that and go! Listen properly to what Stellchan and Lig-kun say!

I leave the room unable to say anything to Kasan whos smiling. I wash my face with the bucket thats outside but, its harsh in this cold season. Nevertheless, I bear with it, wash my face, and head towards the destination after eating my breakfast.

Over there, Lig, Stella, the other kids and I prepare for the festival in accordance with the adults instructions. However, there were various differences between Lig and the others, and I.

Lig and the others are able to be forgiven with a smile even if they mess up but, if I mess up, I get scolded, beaten in worse cases. There are also occasions where Stella would stick up for me but, she stops saying anything when Lig says its my fault for being slow.

Only amongst Regul and the others are there those who laugh when they see that sight of mine. Regul is the village chiefs son so hes being exempted from the preparations and so forth.

The preparations finished one way or another before night but, I cant partic.i.p.ate. What was the reason again. If I remember correctly, this is a festival thats celebrated by the entire family, those without family members cant partic.i.p.ate or something like that, thats how it was.

Theres probably no such rule. However, in actuality, only my family is without a father, theres also no way I who is powerless can say such thing, I merely watch as everybody eats delicious-looking food and have fun.

Lastly, theres something like giving presents to the children but, naturally, theres none for me. I eat the usual black and tough bread, salty dried meat, and return home.

Kasan cant leave because shes still keeping watch so there is only me alone in the house. The fire isnt lit as well so its extremely cold. So that when Kasan comes back, she can spend the time in warmth peacefully, I light the fire and sat waiting in a chair.

When I realized, I was seemingly sleeping on the chair, what I can hear faintly is the Kasans crying voice and, her apologies towards me. Aa, dont apologize, Kasan. Kasan didnt do anything wrong. So dont apologize.

What is this

The first thing that entered my sight when I woke up was something soft and skin-coloured. Because my face is held between the pair soft things and Im embraced from the back my head, I cant move. The sensation of the gentle patting on my head occasionally is itchy.

Amazingly soft sensation and sweet scent. I thought what in the world is this and try to somehow raise my face up and, over there was the figure of Mylene who criedwhy is she crying?

Aa, have you woke up, Hardt-sama

Ah, aa, good morning, Mylene. So, this situation is?

Good morning, Hardt-sama. To begin with, there is something I need to apologize to Hardt-sama for

Mylene who says that and lifts her body up. Because she got up without covering her beautiful blemishless skin, I cover her with the sheets in a hurry. Mylene who give her thanks as she apologizes. Why is she apologizing?

Ever since Hardt-sama let me spend the night together, there were occurrences sometimes where Hardt-sama has nightmares. Do you remember?

No, I dont remember butI have?

I have no recollection at all. I am basically sleeping with Mylene every day and it feels like I wake up pleasantly every morning.

Frankly, I have used magic that calms the mind when Hardt-sama is having nightmares

Fumunn? Isnt that something thats good to me? And yet, why is Mylene apologizing?

During that occasion, Iam looking into Hardt-samas dreams every time!

Ah, thats what it is huh. Shes apologizing for the fact that she looked into my dreams as she pleased huh. But, dont be bothered by that at this point in time. Since I have shown it to Mylene when I made her experience my pain.

Perhaps remembering the contents of my dreams, Mylene says embara.s.sing stuff like the young me is cute as well and so forth but, she changes to a serious expression and looks at me.

Firstly, there is no rule that one cannot partic.i.p.ate in the Holy Night Festival if they are not family members

Holy Night Festival? Ahabout the villages festival huh. Its called Holy Night Festival huh. I didnt know that.

In actuality, that villages village chief naturally knows of that. There are various things during the Holy Night Festival and, handing presents to the children is also one of the events. For that reason, the festivals share of tax is subtracted from the villages tax, the money for the presents should be included amongst that as well. That is why

Which means my share became the Village Chiefs, or otherwise Reguls?

Mylene who nods at what I say. She is laying bare a furious expression that I have never seen before. Dont make a face like that. I want to see the smiling Mylene.

Indeed, now that I think about it, my treatment was the worst in that village. I dont know the reason for that treatment but, I guess it was strange enough for Mylene who knows of other lifestyles to make a face like that.

Well, its already this point in time. I who didnt try to resist that is at fault. So, dont make a face like that. Its a waste of your beautiful face. Furthermore, I will definitely destroy that village

Yes! I will also help! Aa, but please let me stay like this for a little

When I thought Mylene returned to her smiling face, Mylene once again embraces my head like shes hugging it. And then, she gently pats the top of my head going,There, there. This sensationits like when Kasan did it to me. My tears were about to come out unconsciously but, I endured it somehow. Its somewhat embara.s.sing to cry in front of Mylene.

After that, my head was pat by Mylene until shes satisfied, and we changed our clothes. Its great that Mylenes face looks satisfied but, its terribly embara.s.sing. I almost instinctively say Kasan. It was close.

Mylene and I are currently living in a guest room thats on the castles first floor. Nero and the others created a bas.e.m.e.nt and are diligently increasing the number of soldiers there. There appears to be a forest nearby and they are apparently bringing over corpses that died inside there.

Afterwards, they are bringing over little by little from the graveyard or something like that. If they were to bring it over all in one go, the ground would collapse and there would be a big hole or something like that.

What do we do today?

I want to investigate the countries in the vicinity. To gather strength, this country alone is not eno

Wha, what are you doing, Henrir!? Let go of my hand!

We walk down the corridor as we talk about todays plans and, Fias voice was heard. Followed by a mans voice. Unable to ignore it, I turn the corner and, over there was a man who grabs Fias arm and was about to bring her somewhere. That, if Im not wrong, is the Crown Prince. I see he has returned to the capital. However

What are you doing to my property

I cant have him try to bring my thing somewhere.