Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

14 – After the storm (1)

After the rain stopped, all that was left of Chester and Monia was a ruined house, a stone knife and a stone axe.

When the house collapsed, I couldn’t afford to pack a catapult.

I think it’s probably under the rubble of a house, but maybe it’s been blown away by the wind like clothes.

“Oh, I found my dress.”

“me too. I found the shoes.”

All the clothes I had taken off were blown away by the wind, but I was able to find them unexpectedly at the beginning of the forest.

It’s sad that it got tattered from getting caught on a dense tree branch and blowing around in the wind, but what about decent clothes?

If I hadn’t been able to find clothes, I didn’t know if I would have had to make a living by making clothes with only the shape of vines and grass.

Chester finds pants and shoes, and Monia finds a dress, but unfortunately the underwear or socks with a small area seem to have been blown away without getting caught on the branch.

“Have you not found the top yet?”

“yes. I found the best.”

Chester showed the vest over the shirt of the butler’s uniform.

“I should wear this to block sunlight and insects.”

After putting on the vest, Chester stroked his exposed arm.

‘Surely, my father taught me a grass that can bite insects.’

I know you can avoid bugs by burning wet grass or wood to create smoke.

But that’s only when you stay at home.

‘What pool was it? I don’t remember.’

After coming up with the art of preserving campfire embers, Chester realized he had forgotten more than he thought.

It seems that he remembers all the basic skills and knowledge, but he forgot the knowledge that he no longer needed to use while living as a butler.

‘It can’t be helped.’

To live as the butler of the duke’s family, especially the only child of the young lady, was not simply living with Monia.

In addition to having to do all the dirty work that Monia ordered, there is also the management of butlers, maids, and servants placed under Chester.

In addition to this, an invisible fight is added to the butlers from aristocrats who envy, envy, bully, and interfere with Chester, who is only a baron and a commoner.

In addition, there were many people who tried to get politically involved in all kinds of ways with Chester, who had a direct connection with the duke’s daughter.

The response of low-ranking nobles and knights who try to do something by entering as a wife, who smiles as a friend and harbors poison inside, or even flatters Chester to look good to the ducal family.

It was a life where a sprained foot could blow your neck right away, so I had to focus everything on that.

So it was inevitable that I would forget much of the survival skills and knowledge my father had taught me.

It couldn’t be helped, but Chester was saddened anew that he had forgotten many things his father had taught him.

“oh! I found my necklace!”

Monia shouted as Chester was lost in thought.

Monia picked up a thick jeweled necklace hanging in the bush and held it out to Chester.

“Please hang it around my neck!”

“No, do you need something like that?”

“Come on!”

“Ugh.”

Chester put the necklace around Monia’s neck.

After putting on some of the clothes blown away by the wind, the two sat in the shade near the forest entrance and talked.

“What are you going to do next? The house has been blown away.”

“What. I need to build a house again. However, you shouldn’t make the beach your home.”

“then?”

“I’m going to build it a little inside the forest. A short distance from the river. Since the trees are thick, they will block the wind well in the event of a sudden storm, and water will be more easily available.”

Next, Chester pointed to the original house.

“At that point… That’s right, let’s build a villa.”

“A villa?”

“Precisely, this is the base to stay by the seaside when active during the day, right?”

“Do I have to stay on the shore?”

“yes.”

Chester nodded resolutely.

“why?”

“I saw a bear in the woods.”

“bear? What is a bear?”

Chester’s head stopped for a moment at the absurd question.

However, if you think about it again, what is the probability that a noble lady who is protected and rarely leaves the city will encounter a dangerous creature like a bear?

As long as I wasn’t interested in living things and didn’t investigate, it wasn’t strange that I didn’t know.

‘Among the nobles of the kingdom, there is no family that has a bear as its symbol.’

Chester simply explained what a bear was.

“… … A monster three times as tall as you and muscular all over. Articles are torn like paper.”

“Hee! Is there such a thing in this world!”

Monia imagined.

A grotesque, muscular monster resembling an escort knight that followed the prince.

It is three times bigger than that monster, Monia, and has claws like spears that can tear knights like paper.

Monia’s expression turned pale as she imagined herself being torn apart by the monster.

“Why do I have to go into the woods?!”

“It’s fine. Even if we build a house, we will build it as safely as possible.”

“… … For example?”

Chester took a twig and made a simple drawing on the ground.

“Okay?”

“Hmm. I don’t feel any sense of artistry. Did you draw this as a painting?”

“Now, this is a tree. This is the land.”

“No, don’t ignore it.”

Monia, who had been ignored, wept slightly.

“I’m going to build a house like this on this tree.”

Chester roughly scribbles the shape of a house on what he drew as a tree.

“A house on a tree?”

At the mention of building a house on a tree, Monia stopped crying and looked back at Chester’s drawing of the meander.

“Above the tree? A house?!”

Monia’s eyes sparkled.

It looked like he secretly made a secret base in the mountains when he was young, so Chester laughed and continued his explanation.

“Obviously, it will take a long time. But there are many advantages. At least you don’t have to worry about predators.”

Since it is an ‘uninhabited island to escape someday’, it is not the level of just matching a simple assortment.

Chester, who had been badly beaten once, was determined to prepare himself to a level where he could stay and live.

“I would rather go around the river.”

“Can’t it be right next to the river? Then it will be easier to get water.”

“When it rains, the river will overflow. Don’t you want to be swept to death?”

“Ugh. Yes.”

“Okay, let’s organize our plans.”

Chester pointed to the original house.

“First. First of all, I make a ‘villa’ there to act as a temporary shelter and a base during the day.”

It is too poor and poor to be called a villa, but the name of the beach house has already been solidified within the two of them.

“I will stay at the cottage and prepare to make a house in the forest. First, identify where to build the house.”

Chester spread a second finger.

“Second, material supply and demand.”

“Ingredients?”

“yes. If I do it alone, it will take time.”

Having said that, Chester held out the stone ax to Monia.

“So.”

* * *

“Prince, the item you ordered from this lowly Plaron has been completed.”

In a mansion on one side of the academy built exclusively for the heir to the kingdom, Prince Jordi met Flalon, a jeweler.

Flalong is a master craftsman who instantly became famous and raised his name value by making accessories that the fussy Monia would always be satisfied with.

In recognition of his skill, Flalong also made a ring, a sign of engagement between the royal family and the duke.

And, the ‘second engagement ring’ was now placed on Flalong’s hand.

Placed on the luxurious fabric was a pair of rings that could be said to be the finest in the world.

“Oh, it’s Flaron as expected. That’s great workmanship.”

“Thank you, Prince.”

‘A second engagement.’

Flalong was dumbfounded when he saw the prince looking at the ring while smiling innocently.

Plalon recalled a letter mixed with complaints from a blacksmith friend he had recently become close with while ordering his tools.

A blacksmith has a strong image of making weapons and armor, but in fact, if war doesn’t break out, he makes more other things than weapons.

Tools used by artisans such as Flaron, or tools used by people in their daily lives.

A blacksmith’s job is not to make weapons that kill people, but to help people make a living.

My friend blacksmith, who was proud of that fact, said in a letter.

– I now wield the hammer in fear. I’m brazenly afraid of dying, so I’m swinging a hammer to make a weapon. Friend, how many deaths do I cause?

The last line of the letter was smeared with ink by her friend’s tears, and she could not read it properly.

Flaron could not imagine how much fear and anxiety he would be wielding the hammer.

‘… … .’

Flaron looked at Jordi quietly.

The prince was worried about whether the tiara would please him or not, holding the ring in both hands and looking worried and anxious in his eyes.

Plaron, seeing the freshness of her first love, quietly closed her eyes and bowed her head.

After all, he’s just a master craftsman who makes trinkets with orders called spells.

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Likewise, like a friend making a weapon to avoid being executed according to an order that came in as an ‘order’.

They must have eyes and ears, but neither see nor hear; they must have mouths, but not speak.

“It’s a gift with the prince’s heart, so the fiancée will surely be delighted.”

“right? right? Alright, Flalon. I will give you a big reward.”

Flalon closed his eyes, closed his ears, and spoke only sweet words that Jordi would like.

“T-ara, I heard you were hurt a lot when you went to see your family. I hope you like it even a little.”

* * *

“Let’s make a tool for you to use.”

“equipment… An ax like this?”

“yes. I’ll show you how, so make it yourself.”

Monia’s eyes widened when she was told to make it herself.

“Yes? Wasn’t that what made it?”

“I could make it for you, but first you have to do something yourself. I learned that from my father.”

At Chester’s words, Monia looked at the stone ax he was holding and imagined that the stone ax was in her hand.

Then, suddenly, he found a ring on the ring finger of his left hand and carefully removed it from his finger.

The engagement ring, which I received on the day of the engagement ceremony and which I have never taken off except to resize it as I grow, falls off my finger.

After confirming the mark of the ring on her ring finger, Monia closed her eyes and held the ring firmly in her hand.

“Eight!”

Then, as Chester throws garbage into the sea, he threw the ring into the sea as hard as he could.

“Whoa!”

With a somehow satisfied smile, Monia put her hand on the stone ax Chester held out.

The ring was gone, but the rope Chester had tied to her wrist was still hanging.

“Then, can you teach me? I will learn hard.”

“great.”

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Looking at Monia, who somehow smiled coolly, Chester also smiled.