The Sub-Heroine’s Butler Is a Vicious Bastard

66. Hospital visit (3)

“… I thought you were going to die.”

The academy’s health room, which seems to have been frequented recently.

When I woke up from a deep sleep, my body felt refreshed.

If I had known it would be like this, I would have come to the health room a long time ago.

I, who had lost consciousness due to the tonic, was taken to the health room by Koyono and Arlot.

It was to the point where he thought that he might die of a cold before he even met the Demon King.

[I received a report that the student was sick, but I wondered why he didn’t come to the health room.]

The doctor in the health room looked at me like I was a weirdo.

It bothers me that only one cold takes up a bed in a health room that is as busy as the emergency room.

If I had known this was going to happen, I would have gone bed diving.

“Schmitz… ”

“… … Are you feeling better?”

Do you have useless thoughts in a boring situation?

Shortly thereafter, Koyono and Arlott came in hesitantly.

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Judging from the bell that rang earlier, it must have come as soon as it was break time.

‘The dormitory made a fuss. It must have bothered me.’

I was grateful that they came to visit me, but honestly it made things worse.

But didn’t you try to take care of me with good intentions?

… Well, receiving sick care from a woman was a precious experience.

“I am completely fine now. I also gain strength, perhaps thanks to the tonic.”

“Now, tonic… ”

However, for some reason, the two of them seemed a little more merry than me.

Koyono kept staring at my stomach area and hitting me with bruises,

Arlott avoids his gaze and tilts his head.

Ding dong dang dong-

As I was thinking about how to solve the awkward atmosphere, the class bell rang.

“Let’s go before it’s too late. I’m fine, but I’ll watch for a little improvement and then I’ll return to the dormitory on my own.”

“Hut. It’s already Su, class paper… There is no time for this!”

“See you later, Schmitz!?”

The situation ended when Koyono grabbed the handle of Arlott’s wheelchair and ran like racing.

The impression that it came suddenly and went suddenly was temporary.

I looked around and took out a piece of black paper from my pocket.

‘Now that this has happened, I’ll have to write a letter to send home.’

I made a private space by drawing a curtain next to the bedroom in case anyone would see it.

Because the content of the letter was by no means light.

After taking out a specially made white pen, he wrote clearly.

The recipient of the letter is not Waltz Sebas, the chief butler of the Grand Duke of the North, but an henchman of the Eral family who is skilled in assassination and information gathering… It was the ‘Black Wolf’.

‘… Come to think of it, it’s kind of amazing.’

Sebas’ age… No, his age is higher than that of the Northern Duke.

The emperor was considerate of Erral de Lochney, who had risen from a commoner to the rank of duke in no time.

It was the result of giving away a specially organized crow unit as a family of butlers.

My grandfather, who stands at the center of it, said that Waltz Sebas’ nickname was ‘Black Wolf’ when he was young.

The anecdote that single-handedly destroyed a family in a matter of days is still talked about like a legend.

Even now, there are people who tremble when they hear his name.

However, the person with the nickname ‘Black Wolf’ is now a white-haired old man.

He is stepping back from the field and working as a conductor.

The letter taken out of the bosom is scheduled to be sent to him as the addressee.

It was because it was true in the reporting system, and it was obvious that it would not be a good thing to inform the Grand Duke directly.

The Archduke tries to protect Arlott excessively.

If she heard that someone was trying to harm her, she wouldn’t be able to stay still.

In the worst case, Arlott could be opposed to attending the academy.

I hoped that my thoughts would be conveyed, and I carefully wrote the letter.

To sum it up, it was as follows.

[There is a person who intentionally intends to harm Princess Arlot.]

[His name is Sherald. However, it is judged that there is a background led by elves behind it.]

[Please investigate about it and what kind of entity or group is behind it.]

I wrote it down on stationery and carefully folded it in a nice envelope.

Until now, I haven’t sent a letter to the family because I haven’t had anything to use.

Work will be done for sure.

As a member of it, I can assure you.

‘I want them to figure out what kind of people are behind them.’

As long as you’ve been trained as an assassin, you can kill them anytime.

But it was clearly an emotional ploy.

Sherald, who must have eaten a knife in the adventurer’s guild, wouldn’t really express hostile feelings toward me and Arlot for no reason.

I had to leave Sherald alive and dig up the back and weave it like an oyster.

‘please. grandfather.’

I left the health room expecting a wonderful job as well as my wonderful tinnitus.

* * *

“What’s going on today, why did you summon everyone all of a sudden?”

“Well… ”

A gloomy conference room in the basement of the Eral family mansion.

A group of people were sitting in the conference room, each dressed in their ordinary attendant clothes.

Gardeners, butlers, maids, cooks, etc…

At first glance, the employees gathered and held a regular meeting, but that was not the case.

“Kale. Didn’t you make a mistake in yesterday’s assassination mission?”

“what? Right now I’m in the middle of sharpening in the kitchen, but my sword skills haven’t rusted in real combat yet, dude.”

“Gill. The other day, when I and the dwarves were joking around, I was shot in the stomach with an arrow and groaned.”

“This bastard… ”

The quiet meeting hall suddenly became noisy.

He is serving as a servant under the name of ‘Waltz Family’ under the imperial command, but

They were originally a secret organization that undertook all sorts of dirty work under the emperor.

It was a natural gathering of people of the same temperament.

So what they are showing now is quite natural.

“stop.”

When someone entered the room, the noise from just before died down like a lie.

The person sitting at the head of the table is a white-haired old man with a perfect body without a single wrinkle.

He is Schmitz’s grandfather, the head of the Waltz family, and…

It was Waltz Sebas, a legendary assassin with the nickname ‘Black Wolf’.

“The reason why everyone was summoned today is because of the letter from Schmitz.”

The unexpected name caught everyone’s eyes.

Because there was no one here who didn’t know Waltz Schmitz.

and… There was no one who did not know the career he had built.

A short-tempered boy brought in from an orphanage for Arlott’s companion.

No one recommended him to be anything more than a ‘friend’, but the intelligent Schmitz did both housekeeping and assassin training at the young age of eight.

At the same time, he was also a romanticist who cared for Arlott dearly and planted a rose garden in the barren northern land.

“Schmitz is the Waltz family… No, I asked ‘The Crow’ for help.”

“Huh… ”

Someone gasped at Sebas’ words.

Others also exchanged glances with each other and expressed their tumultuous emotions.

There was no other reason why they were so surprised.

[it’s okay. You don’t have to help.]

[I will do it myself.]

From the time he was half his adult height, he refused to accept help from others.

In particular, he morbidly avoided help in business matters such as housekeeper work or assassination work.

From Schmitz’s point of view, it was something he could really do alone, and it was because he was uncomfortable with the gaze of a child… They couldn’t have known that.

In other words, it was the first time a child who had never asked for help before asked for help.

“What is the content?”

Those were the words of a man who had been making a lot of noise about cooking and everything a while ago.

His playful expression changed to serious before he knew it, and he twitched his muscles as if he was about to jump out at any moment.

He taught Schmitz the family’s cooking from a young age, and he was also the person who taught him how to survive, such as cooking spiders.

“It is a background investigation of the person who harms Princess Arlot.”

“… Brother, please?”

These were the words of a maid whose blond bangs were so long that they almost covered her eyes.

In the mostly middle-aged conference room, she was almost the only girl who seemed to be Schmitz’s age.

He was also a child who grew up next to Schmitz from a young age.

“okay. It looks like Schmitz is in a dangerous situation.”

“…!”

The maid with her bangs covered, Ailee’s shoulders flinched and trembled.

Because of that, the hidden left ear was revealed.

Her left ear… There were scars that had been crushed to the extent that they could not be identified.

“Mission, order, hope.”

Ailee’s eyes gleamed through her bangs.

Ailee grew up in an orphanage and was raised as a member of the Waltz family.

The reason she came to the orphanage, and the scar on her ear… It had a deep connection with ‘Elf’.

“This is a job that Schmitz himself entrusted. Make no mistake.”

“yes.”

Ailee held the letter from Sebas to her heart.

It was the first request for help from Schmidt in my life, and at the same time, it had something to do with elves.

She murmured quietly, feeling the beating of her heart.

“Brother… ”

Staring into space with slightly tasted eyes, she drew a picture of Schmitz, who had left for the academy.

Her expression… It looked like it had melted.