The king, his daughter the third princess, as well as many other members of the n.o.bility were a.s.sembled in the palace’s audience hall.
When all other point of business had been dealt with, and only the matter concerning that girl, Morena took place next to the king and prepared herself.
At first they had planned to receive the girl in a separate room with only a few themselves attending. But since the girl would be going to be around the princess in the future they thought it would be good to introduce her officially in this manner as to prevent any future problems with members of the n.o.bility.
「Viscount Ascham as well as his daughter, Enter!」
Heeding the usher’s voice, the viscount and his daughter Prissy hurriedly entered the audience hall.
They stepped forward till they were in front of the king, kneeled and bowed their heads.
The pair was elated.
Yesterday a messenger from the palace had suddenly visited and told them that “The third princess would like to invite the daughter of viscount Ascham to the palace in hopes of creating bonds of friendship.”
The friend of a princess.
This wasn’t something small like a connection into the palace. This meant an immediate way to make your voice heard by the prince and even king. The possibility that the prince finds Prissy to his liking was also in reach.
They didn’t know at what point the princess had took notice of them. It might even have been that this was an indirect wish of the fourth prince who had entered the school this year…
ANd like this, their expectation soared upwards endlessly.
「Raise your heads.」
According to the king’s words, Prissy and her father lifted their faces.
The king glances towards Morena.
But Morena’s face had turned to stone and no words left escaped her mouth.
「Hmm? What is it?」
「Um, Where is that person?」
「Eh? The daughter of viscount Ascham is right there, isn’t she?」
「But, that is not her…..」
Mumbling began among the other attendees as the conversation between the king and the third princess made it obvious that some kind of mistake had been made.
「Where is Burgle?」
「He was in the waiting room earlier before hurriedly leaving.」
A nearby guard answered with a troubled expression on his face.
「My King, my I ask your permission to speak!」
「Hmm? Count Bonham? You may speak.」
「Thank you, your majesty!」
The sudden demand to be heard from among the attendees piqued the king’s interest.
Count Bonham then began questioning viscount Ascham’s daughter Prissy.
「Young Miss, where is your mother right now?」
「My mother is in the Ascham’s mansion inside the capital…」
「Is that so…. Then am I right in a.s.suming that your beautiful golden hair is something you inherited from your mother?」
「W-Well, yes, it is….」
Even though she didn’t know the meaning behind them, Prissy faithfully answered the questions.
Then Count Bonham made a declaration towards the king.
「My wife was on good terms with the Ascham’s young lady since their shared days at Adorei Academy. When we got notified ten years ago that she had given birth to a daughter, my wife and I visited the Ascham residence. The baby that was shown me that day shared the soft silver hair of her mother….
And then, three years ago that mother supposedly died in an accident. So I thought that something about the current situation was strange….」
「Something like That doesn’t belong to our family!」
Prissy suddenly shouted.
「The daughter of a previous wife is unnecessary for the Ascham family. That’s why she was chased away and forbidden from using the family name. Yet…」
Viscount Ascham hurriedly covered Prissy’s mouth, but it was already too late.
「It is a father’s right to treat his daughter how he pleases, but this time the situation is slightly different.」
Count Bonham continued his earlier words.
「As I mentioned before, my wife had been on good terms with the young lady Ascham since their days at Adorei. Meaning, the viscount married into the Ascham family and his current rank. The blood of Ascham flows neither in his veins or those of his daughter here. The Ascham line is only continued in the daughter with his previous wife, a child he intentionally chased away.」
「Taking over a n.o.ble house! That’s the lowest one can fall to!」
「This offense is punishable by death!」
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Accusations soon began flying through the audience hall.
The attending n.o.bles were slightly surprised by the fast and accurate orders by their usually mild king, but found themselves thinking that their king could be trusted upon when it counted.
Yet n.o.body noticed that the king was more distressed than ever…
After the remaining n.o.bles had also left the audience hall…
「Father, that person is…」
「Don’t say it…」
The king let his head hang in response to the third princess’ question.
(I beg you, Burgle, find that girl….)
12 days later in a provincial city in a country far away from her home country.
A building sporting a sign displaying a sword, spear and staff crossed over a shield.
….it isn’t a blacksmith or weapon shop.
Yes, this building was the “Hunter Guild”.
And in front of it stood a lone girl.
The purse she been gifted had contained the baffling amount of three gold coins, which she had used to purchase a set of clothes as well leather shoes and breast armor.
Completing her equipment was a cheap second hand sword she had pulled out of a barrel as a bargain sale.
Since the girl would easily break a normal sword if she got serious, she had no choice but to tweak it a little.
In accordance with her stature, she had bought a rather small sword, and ordered the nanomachines to strengthen it with the iron sand she had them excavate from a dried riverbed. Iron sand is a good source for Tamahagane, the sword steel traditionally used in j.a.panese swords. Originally this would have taken a lot skilled craftsmanship to realise, yet for her who only needed to imagine the outcome, this was easy.
(Make it into a sword that won’t break or bend easily. A cutting edge with normal sharpness is okay. I leave things like the optimal carbon content up to you. Also, if there are cool ores like mithril, adamantium, orihalcon or scarlet.i.te, I wouldn’t mind it at all if you used them. Just make it look like a normal sword, please.)
What came out was a Mysterious Sword.
It’s true character, even the girl didn’t know.
She hadn’t made the thing from nothing since it bothersome to think about the handle or the sheath and get resources for them, and of course, to make it look like a normal sword.
Her preparations for monster extermination were finished.
Thus the girl opened the Hunter Guild’s door and entered.
In order to become an absolutely average, everyday Hunter.
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