Chapter 13

After finishing the butter toast for breakfast, I asked Airi a question.

“Airi, there’s something I’m curious about.”

“Yes, what is it, Master? If there’s something you’re curious about, I’ll tell you, your cute disciple.”

“Your mouth is for eating food, not for… you know, expelling waste, Airi.”

“Tch… What is it you’re curious about?”

I asked seriously, setting the mood.

“You don’t want to go visit the northern duchy, do you…?”

Then, Airi’s mood changed. It felt like she was radiating some kind of killing intent.

Wait, I just asked if she wanted to go north? She must really hate communism. Does she really want to overthrow it that badly?

Airi withdrew her killing intent and answered.

“Absolutely not. I hate the cold, and I hate the duchy even more.”

Wait, didn’t she like snow? I remember that being part of her character, but maybe my memory is faulty.

Well, I hate the north too. Not just because of my anti-communist spirit, but because if I go there, I’ll definitely get caught. And by a terrifying fiancée at that.

“Yeah, I hate the north too. The cold is fine, but… there’s someone a bit awkward there.”

“Really?”

“What?”

She’s ignoring my anti-communist spirit right now. In my past life, I couldn’t join the military due to my status, but I was a patriot through and through.

Airi, who seemed to doubt if I was as anti-communist as her, asked again.

“You really don’t want to meet that person in the north, right? You don’t want to see them, right?”

Of course, I don’t want to meet that pig… I mean, that leader in the north.

Even if she’s asking about the fiancée, meeting her would be just as awkward.

But how would she know about those two? Especially since, in the original story, Airi only found out about Werner’s fiancée after going to the northern duchy.

“Yeah… She’s a bit of a troublesome friend… I’m a bit hesitant.”

If it’s about the leader in the north, they have dangerous weapons, and if it’s about Werner’s fiancée, she has dangerous weapons and a dangerous personality.

“Then let’s not even think about going north, okay? I also really dislike someone from the north.”

Finally, Airi smiled brightly. Her smile was so radiant, it felt like it could emit light.

“Right, never say you want to visit the northern duchy.”

For the sake of our anti-communist spirit, and for my life.

“You really hate the north, right? Should we shout ‘We really hate the north!’ together?”

“Sure!”

We took a deep breath for our resolution.

“One, two, three.”

“We really hate the north!”

As expected, the daughter of a hero knows how to spot a villain. If only Werner had shown that sense before he died.

After finishing breakfast in high spirits, Airi went back to her room singing, and I also cheerfully did the dishes while singing.

“Yeah, it won’t be easy~.”

Just then, a hawk flew in through the window. A pure white hawk with a note tied to its leg. It was obvious who the owner was.

It was Werner’s fiancée.

“…It’s really not easy, damn it. Should’ve sung a different song.”

Cursing my song choice, I unfolded the note.

First, I read the first line slowly.

[Lord Werner, first of all, I apologize for sending my messenger, Sugar, without any prior notice.]

If you’re going to apologize, don’t send it in the first place. By the way, naming a white hawk Sugar is quite cute. How is a hawk named Sugar…?

[However, haven’t you also committed a great discourtesy towards me? I accepted the engagement for the sake of my family, but my fiancé ran away.]

That was exactly what I did, but it wasn’t me. I wish she’d blame another Werner, not me.

But honestly, she has every right to be angry. How dare an orphan sorcerer reject a duke’s daughter and run away? Even I think it’s outrageous.

[If you’re wondering how I found your location, I had a special ‘treatment’ done on the note you received yesterday.]

Damn it… She put a tracking spell on yesterday’s note. I took out the note from yesterday and tore it to pieces.

As I was about to tear this note too, I saw the next line.

[Tearing the note won’t help now.]

Damn this magic. Mages who create privacy-invading magical tools like tracking and eavesdropping should all be burned at the stake. Of course, Werner developed quite a few of those tools and had fun with them.

[Interestingly, the person who developed the tracking paper was you, Lord Werner. I wonder how it feels to be caught by your own creation.]

Damn… Does she see through my thoughts? If I marry her, I won’t even dream of cheating.

[I will repay the humiliation I suffered as the girl whose fiancé ran away.]

Werner, you bastard… Because of you, Werner’s life is ruined. When a woman holds a grudge, frost falls even in June, and her hometown is the north, so frost falls 365 days a year.

So where will that frost go? It’ll turn into a spear and aim for my neck, damn it.

Did this bastard just dump all the troublesome parts on me and run away? Is my past life’s purpose just to clean up his mess?

Cursing Werner, I continued reading the note.

[I would love to punish you right now, but unfortunately, the north is currently overrun with monsters due to a lack of prey.]

Thank you, god of monsters. You just saved a life.

Feeling relieved, I looked at the bottom of the letter, where it said:

[By the way, this note has a special spell on it, so it has ‘treated’ your hand with a tracking spell.]

[If you try to run away like you did at the engagement… This time, leave behind at least one wrist.]

How many trap cards do you have, damn it…

[Please wait quietly and reflect until I come to find you.]

[If you want to make an excuse, tell my messenger Sugar to wait, and then tie your reply to Sugar’s leg.]

[The girl who once respected you as a hero, Glacia Winterheart.]

So, to summarize… It’s like my mom calling and saying, “Mom’s coming home soon, so stay put.” Of course, this is 100 times more terrifying.

And the line below is a threat to send a reply.

And the last line means she no longer respects me, so don’t even dream of mercy.

“Hahaha… I’m screwed.”

The white hawk sent by my fiancée tilted its head and looked at me.

“Hey, I’ll write a reply, so wait a bit.”

Fortunately, I could easily understand and write in this world’s language. Must be a perk of reincarnation.

After roughly writing what I wanted to say, I tied it to the hawk’s leg.

“Tell my fiancée to take it easy, Saccharin.”

As I said that, the white hawk pecked my forehead and flew away. Just how tempting is Werner’s head that they’re all so desperate to crack it?

Werner’s fiancée, Glacia Winterheart.

One of the protagonist’s companions and the most overpowered character in the game. You can’t clear the highest difficulty challenge without her.

And she’s incredibly popular, with the most fan art among the characters in the <Dragnity Fantasy> series.

80% of the reasons the community disses Werner is because of Glacia.

Definitely…

Title: Why Werner is a Crazy Bastard.

Content: Ran away from a beauty like Glacia.

ㄴ Does the duchy have good Wi-Fi?

ㄴ ㄹㅇ

ㄴ Isn’t it weird to accept that?

Title: Werner x Glacia couple is nice too

ㄴ Werner himself ran away, why are you mad?

ㄴ If Werner had normal sexual desires, he wouldn’t have run away.

ㄴㄴ Why would a normal person have abnormal sexual desires?

Title: But what Glacia did to Werner…

ㄴ Spoiler, you bastard

ㄴㄴ Edited the title

ㄴ That’s why Werner is a damn bastard

That’s how it was.

Wait, when I looked closely at my hand, there was a tracking spell on it. Is this a yandere? If the tracking spell number was 4885, she might come one day and say,

“Hey, 4885, right?”

That thought scared me.

As I trembled in fear, I came to my senses and saw Airi standing in front of me.

“Master, I don’t have any clothes to wear, let’s go shopping together!”

Right, I have Airi. If I say, “Sorry, I took this child under my care,” she’ll forgive me.

And if I say there’s still a lot to teach her, she’ll back off.

Airi is truly my lifeline.

“Alright, Airi, let’s go on a date for the first time in a while.”

“Huh?”

Airi’s face turned red. Weren’t you the one who hated the north?

“This master will generously buy you a few outfits, so let’s go.”

“…Okay.”

Airi suddenly linked arms with me and leaned in. Even as a child, she threw tantrums to get Werner to give her piggyback rides, so she’s still a spoiled child.

“Ah, but no expensive stuff.”

“You’re really good at ruining the mood.”