“Phew, that’s it for today.”
As evening fell, the day’s work finally came to an end. Thanks to the efforts of so many volunteers helping to restore the Harvest Festival preparations, the minimum necessary facilities had been rebuilt.
“Alright then. We’d better store everything in our Item Boxes so it doesn’t get destroyed again.”
Whoosh.
“““Ooooh!”””
Ao and I stored everything that could be packed away into our Item Boxes. Naturally, Ao personally put away the wooden statue of the Goddess that she had worked so hard to create.
“Alright, let’s continue the preparations tomorrow and make sure everything is ready for the festival the day after.”
“““Yeah!”””
At some point, I had somehow ended up directing the entire work site, but there was no use worrying about that now. The soldiers assigned to guard the square had arrived, so after cleaning up, we headed back to the mansion.
“How are preparations on your side, Sue?”
“Well, we’ve managed to sort out the stage somehow, but the costumes are still a problem.”
The costumes had been stored in one corner of the square as well, so we’d have to figure something out. At this rate, I might end up spending all of tomorrow sewing.
“If it’s sewing, leave it to Shiro!”
“I’ll help too.”
Both Shiro and Toria-san raised their hands and eagerly volunteered. I gratefully accepted their offer.
Chatting and laughing together, we made our way back to the mansion.
“Oh? The foreman has returned.”
“Uh… where did you hear that from?”
“Hm? The townspeople were calling you that.”
The former Margrave greeted me with a broad grin, and I couldn’t help but sag in defeat.
After washing off the day’s sweat in the bath, everyone gathered in the dining hall.
“Just having the minimum preparations restored is a tremendous relief. After all, those fools were trying to ruin the festival entirely.”
As we discussed the progress of the reconstruction over dinner, the Margrave nodded repeatedly in satisfaction. Judging by the enthusiasm in town, Count Kasuak and the Human Supremacy Cult’s actions had backfired spectacularly. Instead of crushing the townspeople’s spirits, they had only fueled their determination.
“By the way, that idiot count will also be tried for the attempted murder of the Margrave’s family. Throwing explosive magic tools into the estate and firing spells at Father and Toria tends to have that effect.”
“Indeed. For someone of his level to think he could kill me is laughable. He’d need another five hundred years before he could even dream of it. The fool relied entirely on magic tools and neglected proper magical training.”
I could only laugh.
Count Kasuak had picked a fight with exactly the sort of people he never should have antagonized. At this point, the dissolution of House Kasuak was all but guaranteed.
“Father was absolutely furious as well. He said he would deliver divine punishment to the fool who dared attempt to kill his daughter.”
Emilia-san added.
And just like that, Count Kasuak’s fate seemed to have been sealed.There were many people one shouldn’t make enemies of—but angering the most powerful man in the kingdom was surely near the top of that list.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeneijiworks.com
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