Trinity: omniverse traveling cat - 100 the return oh the harvesting ca

While the majority of the crowd was dispersing in groups, whispering about the duel that just takes place. As they do so, only four were still standing at the spot. Louise, her summoned familiar, Kirche, and Montmorency.

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As everything settles, Louise was still standing dazed at what just happen. This wasn’t right for her, no commoner could defeat noble, it has always been so!

She could see that Zerbst hadn’t a strong grip on her charge, thankfully she will soon be in charge of him on will educate him properly.

While thinking, she tugs on the leash linked to the collar of the boy she summoned yesterday. Think about again she could help but be angry again. Her dog was useless, he didn’t know how to do the laundry, was loud and complain endlessly.

It was only after putting the collar and a good whipping session that she had subducted it a little.

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While she was plotting how to train the other commoner, Montmorency has been dragged a little to the side by Kirche, relieved that she had someone to talk and not let her falls in depression after the debacle.

Thankfully, the duel had taken everyone’s attention, and the fact that she was been found being cheated in public see to have to slip everyone’s mind for the moment.

This had been a cruel eye-opening for here. Guiche had been the first male or even person to spoke to her the time she enters the school a year before. Rethinking about the past year, she couldn’t help but now see those small hints that she had ignored all along.

Guiche had never seen her anything more than a conquest. While she was still appalled at the fate of Guiche she couldn’t help but being thankful to this Alex to have to avenge her honor.

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“Ne, Kirche?” Ask the blonde.

“Hm?”

“Do you know how I can thank him, I mean, you know him better and all.”

“Hm~. Ah, I know! Why not asking Darling to make some underwear for you? You can always give him a little money, while I can carter to darling need, something tells me he won’t like been taking care of. That way you can be better protected and help him. He won’t see it at what it really was but still happy.” Says the redhead with a knowing smile.

It was well known that Montmorency was a tsundere, she wouldn’t thanks him directly, but buying from him something was good in her book.

“How can you say this?!” Spluttering her.” I can’t show myself to a stranger!”

“Leave it to me, I’m sure Darling will found a way without you being nude in front of him.”

Calming down and fighting her blush, she noded before briskly made her way out, fearing that if she stays any longer, the dark-skinned girls will again tell her wonderful night at the hand of her new lover.

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It was a good half-hour later that Professor Colbert made his way to the outside of the main tower, looking for a particular person. He found the boy he had been sent to fetch in the middle of the familiar, his back against the flank of miss De Orleans rhyme dragon while seeming in deep conversation with mister Gramont large mole.

“Mister Evans?”

The boy raises his gaze to the older man while still petting the large mole relishing under his ministration.

“Professor Colbert, what I can do for you?”

It was evident for both why he was here.

“The Headmaster wants to see you.” Not waiting, he turns his back and made his way tot he tower again.

Alex sigh “Sorry buddy, the old man wants to see me.” Seemingly understand, the mole moves a little freeing his lap for his to stand.

He could have played the obvious card and stay here as he was never told when, or simply stay since the old man had no power over him but after what happened, it was better to see what was the position of the old man, just in case.

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The office of the headmaster was easy to found, one had just to follow the long spiraling stairs until the top to be led to it. Knocking on the door with his straight, red stripped staff, Colbert wait to be allowed to enter.

“Ah, thank you, Jean, I will take care of it from there?”

The man seems to struggle a few seconds before related and exit the office, leaving the three-person behind.

Taking his gaze back at the young man standing in front of him, Osmand’s face-harden a little at the situation at hand. Seeing that Alex wasn’t the less impressionable with it, he sighs and shag his shoulders.

“You have made quite the commotion down their, mister Evans.”

“If you want to blame someone, you better put it on the blond, he was the one that instigates the duel, not me.”

“Even then, such an act of violence can’t be allowed in this school.” A disappointed look in his eyes that strangely made Alex think of another old twinkling eyes headmaster.

“Bullshit, you and I know that your only upset that I kick his pompous arse.” Seeing through that fake facade of the old man.

“You more than ‘kick his ass’ Young Guiche had been diagnosticated with a crushed breast bone, bruised spine, and a severe concussion!”

On the side, Longueville who had discreetly listen while doing her job, let a faint gasp at the serious wounds.

“Not my fault he didn’t have the skills to back up his mouth.”

“Young Guiche is the fourth son of Marshal Gramont!”

“Even worst he lost while being the son of a well know military man? Either he is trash or his father his unable to raise his son properly seeing that one of them turns out to be a skirt-chaser pompous little shit unable to see anything else than is pride with no value of other people’s lives.”

While harsh, the headmaster couldn’t fault Alex as his words were true. He could only hope that this beating would sent the boy straight to the right bath before it was to late and die after angering the wrong opponent with his misplaced prie.

“I can only hope that there won’t be a similar fight.”

“I won’t let others lord over me, but won’t seek a fight, there nothing that a waste of time.”

He nod at this, relieved that he wasn’t like those hot-blooded teens that would boast after their victory. Wanting to leave everything behind, he bring up the real topic of why he was here.

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When Alex sees the old man relax, he knows that the talk was close. Taking in relief that other than a verbal warning, he didn’t really receive any punishment for this, he waits for the old man to speak.

“While this had a rather unexpected end, mister Gramont honor will not allow him to evade the result.” Say him while foraging in the pile of documents on his desk, before taking a particular sheet. “As stated in the stakes of the duel, the maid knows as Siesta his now yours, a pigeon had been sent to the Marshal to explain the situation and ask for the required price of the transfer.” He pass him the document. “Once healed, mister Gramont will have to present public apologies to the three ladies he had wronged.”

“Thank you, while I can say that I like him, I can’t say he lacks honor.”

Nodding at this, Osmand dismiss him.

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By the time Alex made his way back to Kirche’s room, the redhead was already back and a surprise was waiting for him.

“Welcome back master.” Said the maid while bowing.

Looking at her, he could see that she had still her school uniform, a black maid dress with a white frilly apron and a headband, a broch with an oval blue gem, and an orange piece of fabric. On her side was a suitcase.

“Hello again Siesta, and call me just Alex, will you? I will be here shortly, just need to ask Kirche a question before we start, ok?”

“Yes, master!” Smile her brightly, ignoring his previous demand.

“What did you want to ask me, Darling?” Say Kirche, immediately coming at his side, burring his right arm in her chest, making Siesta frown and Kirche smirk at her.

Having looked at the contract on his way, he was surprised to see that it was written in the equivalent of French back in his birth world.

“Can you tell me about this land monetary? It says that she was previously paid 10 écu per month, but I don’t know how much is it.”

“Alright darling, the Tristain écu is worth 7 livres 140 sous or 1,680 deniers. A sou is 12 deniers. A livre is 20 sous A night in any tavern is 30 sous, a week around an 210 sous and a month 840 sous, or 42 livres, or 6 écu.”

“So even by staying in a tavern all month long, she would be left with 4 écus left. Siesta, as a commoner, you are more aware of the cost of the life outside that a noble, could you tell me how much would one need to feed a family of four for a week?”

“Hm” Thinking back to her family, she knows that her father would need to bring back a livre per day to feed them. “My family needs an écu a week and we are nearly twelve so…”

“… Around 4 livres a week. The school his quite generous to offer you that much. For the moment I’m without money, but it shouldn’t be for too long. I was planning to use the room for me, but if you’re not against it, we can share it for the time being.”

“Stop! I won’t let darling alone with her, if you need a bed, you share mine, their enough place for the two of us!”

Kirche immediately intervenes when she sees the eager face of the maid.

“That won’t do, as a master’s maid, I need to be as his side all the time!”

“Why you little!” The two immediately face-offs, breast against breast, sparks flying between them.

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Leaving them to act like children, Alex was looking at the contract, looking at what it offers, but other than a uniform, a bed, and meal, she didn’t have that much. Nodding at this, he takes some of the discarded clothes, transmuting them in rolls of fabrics of different colors. When the two see him taking out of nowhere, they stop their fight and look at him.

Both of them were awed by the display, Siesta thinking it as magic, but Kirche knows better and understands now how he create her clothes.

Since she will be his maid for now on, she would have to return the uniform to the school so he made her five news outfits. Rather than the previous black color, this one was a light green, teal, the apron was maintained close to the body by a corsage covering her stomach that would stop under her chest, and apron on her leg. The breast pocket present was bearing the Evans coat of arms. (Not a really good description, but imagine Grayfia’s uniform with sleeve and light green rather than blue.)

“Siesta, could you try this please, I need to make adjustments.”

“Yes, master!” She rapidly takes the next outfit and exits the bathroom two minutes later dressed.

Looking around her, he lightly touches the cloth, making perfectly fit, hugging her features quite nicely.

“Thanks, could you take it off? I need it to make the others.”

She nods before returning to the bathroom and dresses back in her black outfit. He rapidly made four other similar outfits.

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After I found that I still have a few days before the month-end and need to pay Siesta, I exit the room to hunt for material. Making my way to the room Siesta had shown me the previous night, take away the rest of the discarded tissues. Looking for a similar room in the corridor, I found a similar room with broken beds, wardrobes, and even a few wands, sinks, or rusted bathtubs. In another one was what surely is past belonging that students have thrown away after broking them.

Looking at the mountain of free iron, wood, some cracked gems, and broken piece of ornaments made of gold and silver, I couldn’t help but shake his head.

“No matter the world, the riches will always waste precious resources.”

More than happy to clean the junk for the school, I transmute the broken pieces of furniture into wood cubes of corresponding essences, melt the iron, copper, silver, and gold into ingots, repair, and gather the gems into larger ones.

The first time I put my hand on those gems, I could feel a barely present trickle of magic being absorbed, before leaking. It wasn’t the first time that I would found magical gems, so repairing one, my doubts were cleared when they were what I was thinking.

“Those pigs aren’t even knowing what they are throwing away, well the proverb did says that a man treasure is another’s trash. Shards of gems should be enough to power the enchantment.”

That right, I was thinking of using those in shard to create some protected underwear for Siesta, she was now my responsibility, I won’t leave those greedy pigs put a hand on her. The copper, silver, and gold could be enough to forge some coins, I would just need to borrow one of each to Kirche.

When I transmute the broken sink and bathtub, I was surprised to see that I actually obtain two metal.

“Did they know it uses or was it by mere coincidence? They really are wasteful.”

Looking around, I found quite a quantity of them. I don’t know how they could break them and didn’t care, what I do about was the fact that I was now in possession of a large amount of iron and chromium.

An idea in head, I rapidly return to the corridors, taking the fallen coals from the unlit torches. After running through the entire tower, I return outside, founding a quiet place while the rest of the school was eating lunch.