In the original work, it was that punishment that first made the female protagonist realize her feelings for the male protagonist.
The Followers released the black bees into the palace, where the Crown Prince resided.
If the Crown Prince's Palace was infested with poisonous bees, it was a plan to put the Followers inside the palace under the pretext of getting rid of the bees.
At this point, the female protagonist realizes her feelings for the male protagonist while getting rid of the bee, but that wasn't what was important at the time.
The important thing was that I knew about bees and how to get rid of them.
The bee itself was not particularly harmful to humans. It wouldn't sting unless you attacked it first.
“We need to eradicate the bee colony. In the first place, black bees kill all the other drones so that they can mate with the queen bee.”
Black bees kill all the drones as soon as they hatch from their eggs. Then, the queen bee has no choice but to mate with the only black drone in the colony, and all the bees born that way are poisonous.
'They said that if you get stung by those bees, you'll get facial paralysis.'
The bees, born with poison, had a ferocious personality and attacked people and livestock without distinction. In addition, their numbers increased quickly, making them very annoying and dangerous.
“If you remove the hive now, those black bees will fly away to find another queen bee.”
“Then should I catch that black bee first?”
“That would be fine, but I’d better kill all the bees in that hive at once. The poisonous bees might have already hatched.”
The black-winged bees and queen bees mated together, and the resulting poisonous bees were difficult to distinguish from regular bees in appearance. So when a black-winged bee appeared, all the bees in the hive had to be captured.
“The method is simple. All you need is frost tree berries, sunrise flower oil, and tears from the castle walls.”
The idea is to put boiled sunrise flower oil with frost tree fruit and tears from the castle walls under the beehive. Then, the bees will smell the oil and crawl into the hot oil on their own to die.
“Frost trees are scattered throughout the forest. I will go and gather some berries.”
He raised his hand, asking for the view to be left to him.
“There is plenty of sunrise flower oil.”
This time, Mia, who was in charge of the kitchen, spoke. Sunflower oil is a very common oil used like cooking oil in this world. There was no need to go get it; it was already in the kitchen of the Rhineland Mansion.
“Then I guess I just have to dig up the tears from the castle wall.”
A relatively difficult material to obtain here was tears from the castle walls. Tears from the castle walls, although they have a grand name, are actually moss that grows on castle walls.
In the original, the female protagonist had a hard time finding the tears from the city wall. The capital city wall was very long, and the tears from the city wall did not grow on just any city wall.
As it is moss, it grows only in damp, sunless places, and the heroine had to work very hard to find out where it was.
“If you go to the north wall, where the shadow of the bell tower falls, you can get the tears of the wall.”
But I, who knew the original information, didn't need to go through all that trouble.
“Just tell me what it looks like and I’ll go there.”
“Let’s go together, Erne.”
“No, the security is not very good under the walls. There is no need to go there and see the trouble.”
I nodded obediently. This time, Erne was right. In the original, the female protagonist went to collect tears from the castle walls alone and almost suffered humiliation when she encountered some bad guys. However, since she was the main character, she managed to escape somehow.
'As Erne said, there's no need to go that far.'
It wasn't something I had to follow. Rather than going and getting into trouble for being a woman, it might have been more efficient to send the healthy Erne.
“I’ll go with Tan.”
“Yes? With me? Why, why me?”
Tan didn't want to go, but he had no refusal.
“But how does Miss Harrington know so much about those bees?”
Tan asked curiously. I quickly racked my brain and came up with a plausible excuse.
“My father told me this while he was alive.”
There must have been a secret or two that I had heard from my deceased father. I shamelessly sold the name of Baron Harrington.
'But those are bees that the Followers were raising. Is this a coincidence?'
I couldn't tell the original story, so I tried to gloss over it, but it was a fact that left me feeling uneasy.
'Could it be that the Followers sent them? They are trying to approach us naturally while saying they will get rid of that bee?'
If so, this was an opportunity to catch the Followers. First, since it is dangerous, we should get rid of the bees and carefully watch out for people who approach us using the bees as an excuse.
'But it's amazing that the same thing happens as in the original.'
Since it was after the ending, people from the original work appeared, but the same events that happened in the original work never happened.
'I'm glad I read the original diligently.'
I read it twice to get my money's worth, and I found this useful. Well, I read it mainly for the dirty scenes, but anyway.
“Lord Erne, I found the tears in the castle wall here.”
“It doesn’t look like a tear at all, so why is it called a tear? It’s just a plump moss.”
On the northern wall, where the shadow of the bell tower falls. Tan discovered green moss growing between the cracks in the bricks of the wall and gently scraped it away with his dagger.
While Tan was collecting moss, Erne deliberately showed off his longsword at his waist and looked around. The closer he got to the castle walls, the more slums there became, and the worse the security situation became.
It was still a bright day so nothing much would happen, but it was still a place where you couldn't let your guard down.
“Tear off as much as you can.”
"Yes."
As he did so, Tan began to enjoy picking moss, and he excitedly picked the moss and put it in a bag.
There were some guys who looked like bad guys, but they didn't seem to be interested in Erne and Tan, so Erne also joined in on the moss picking.
“Is this enough?”
“You’ve ripped off a lot. Let’s go.”
When the sack had thickened to a certain extent, Erne and Tan decided to turn back.
"...Hmm?"
As Tan was closing the bag and tying it tightly, Erne's eyes met with a vagrant who was slowly approaching them.
When his eyes met Erne's, the tramp hurriedly lowered his head.
“You’ve been staring at us for a while now. What’s going on?”
“Hey, just give me a penny.”
When Erne asked, the vagabond bowed deeply. Erne turned around and held out his palm to Tan.
“Give me a penny.”
Tan looked at the begging homeless man and Erne with a surprised face.
“Sir Erne, you seem to be secretly weak-hearted despite your appearance.”
“What’s wrong with me? Stop talking and hurry up.”
Erne took a coin out of his pocket and placed it in the palm of his hand.
“Take it.”
Erne held out a coin to the squalid bum.
“Oh my, thank you, Sir.”
The tramp raised his hands, still folding his waist in half, and clasping them together politely. Erne seemed about to place the coin on his palms but then grabbed the tramp’s wrists.
“Why, why are you doing this, Sir?”
“What is it, Sir Erne?”
Both the tramp and Tan were surprised. Only Erne remained calm. He twisted the tramp's wrist so that the back of his hand was facing upwards.
“Why are the beggars’ fingernails so clean?”
“...That, that, damn it.”
The tramp, with no excuses to offer, shook Erne's wrist hard and ran away. No, he tried to run away.
But he couldn't even take three steps before he was caught by Erne.
“What are you doing, kid?”
Erne caught the man pretending to be a vagrant and took him near the police station. He didn't really intend to arrest him, he just wanted to scare him a little.
There wasn't much the police could do anyway.
“I’ll tell you everything, yes? I’ll tell you everything.”
It was a very effective threat to these petty criminals. When the police appeared in front of them, the vagrant fell to his knees and begged very earnestly.
"Yes?"
“Yes, yes, I will tell you everything.”
Erne nodded as if to give him a chance to speak.
“A man was told to sit on the north wall and watch to see if a blond man or a brown-haired woman would come and dig up the moss.”
“He told you to watch over there earlier?”
“Yes, that’s why I’ve been sitting there for the past two days.”
No matter how he thinks about it, the blond man is Erne and the brown-haired woman is Judith. Does that mean that they knew that the two would come to the north wall?
“Who ordered this?”
“I don’t know who it is. Once I identified the target, I was told to come to the Black Boots Bar and order some mead.”
"Yes?"
The tramp gave him a pitiful look, begging him to let him go, but he had one more thing to do.
“I have to go to the Black Boots Bar.”
At the same time that Erne was dragging the man to the police station, Tan returned to the Rhineland mansion carrying a sack of moss.
Judith boiled the sunrise flowers, the tears of the city walls, and the berries of the frost tree in a large pot, then placed the pot and all under the beehive.
“I think it would be better to take a step back.”
As soon as Judith bit the people, bees swarmed, smelling the oil.
“It doesn’t seem to smell like anything, which is strange.”
Tan muttered as he watched the bees gather on their own. At that moment, a bee landed on the edge of the pot and fell into the hot oil.
Then, one of the birds flying above also fell into the pot.
One, two... Before she knew it, the pot was full of bees. When even the black-winged bees fell into the oil, Judith quickly put the lid on the pot.
The pots full of bees were buried in the ground, and the honeycombs were dropped and burned.
Only then did Judith catch her breath and grab Tan as she asked.
“What do you mean someone was watching Erne from the north wall?”
The Followers released the black bees into the palace, where the Crown Prince resided.
If the Crown Prince's Palace was infested with poisonous bees, it was a plan to put the Followers inside the palace under the pretext of getting rid of the bees.
At this point, the female protagonist realizes her feelings for the male protagonist while getting rid of the bee, but that wasn't what was important at the time.
The important thing was that I knew about bees and how to get rid of them.
The bee itself was not particularly harmful to humans. It wouldn't sting unless you attacked it first.
“We need to eradicate the bee colony. In the first place, black bees kill all the other drones so that they can mate with the queen bee.”
Black bees kill all the drones as soon as they hatch from their eggs. Then, the queen bee has no choice but to mate with the only black drone in the colony, and all the bees born that way are poisonous.
'They said that if you get stung by those bees, you'll get facial paralysis.'
The bees, born with poison, had a ferocious personality and attacked people and livestock without distinction. In addition, their numbers increased quickly, making them very annoying and dangerous.
“If you remove the hive now, those black bees will fly away to find another queen bee.”
“Then should I catch that black bee first?”
“That would be fine, but I’d better kill all the bees in that hive at once. The poisonous bees might have already hatched.”
The black-winged bees and queen bees mated together, and the resulting poisonous bees were difficult to distinguish from regular bees in appearance. So when a black-winged bee appeared, all the bees in the hive had to be captured.
“The method is simple. All you need is frost tree berries, sunrise flower oil, and tears from the castle walls.”
The idea is to put boiled sunrise flower oil with frost tree fruit and tears from the castle walls under the beehive. Then, the bees will smell the oil and crawl into the hot oil on their own to die.
“Frost trees are scattered throughout the forest. I will go and gather some berries.”
He raised his hand, asking for the view to be left to him.
“There is plenty of sunrise flower oil.”
This time, Mia, who was in charge of the kitchen, spoke. Sunflower oil is a very common oil used like cooking oil in this world. There was no need to go get it; it was already in the kitchen of the Rhineland Mansion.
“Then I guess I just have to dig up the tears from the castle wall.”
A relatively difficult material to obtain here was tears from the castle walls. Tears from the castle walls, although they have a grand name, are actually moss that grows on castle walls.
In the original, the female protagonist had a hard time finding the tears from the city wall. The capital city wall was very long, and the tears from the city wall did not grow on just any city wall.
As it is moss, it grows only in damp, sunless places, and the heroine had to work very hard to find out where it was.
“If you go to the north wall, where the shadow of the bell tower falls, you can get the tears of the wall.”
But I, who knew the original information, didn't need to go through all that trouble.
“Just tell me what it looks like and I’ll go there.”
“Let’s go together, Erne.”
“No, the security is not very good under the walls. There is no need to go there and see the trouble.”
I nodded obediently. This time, Erne was right. In the original, the female protagonist went to collect tears from the castle walls alone and almost suffered humiliation when she encountered some bad guys. However, since she was the main character, she managed to escape somehow.
'As Erne said, there's no need to go that far.'
It wasn't something I had to follow. Rather than going and getting into trouble for being a woman, it might have been more efficient to send the healthy Erne.
“I’ll go with Tan.”
“Yes? With me? Why, why me?”
Tan didn't want to go, but he had no refusal.
“But how does Miss Harrington know so much about those bees?”
Tan asked curiously. I quickly racked my brain and came up with a plausible excuse.
“My father told me this while he was alive.”
There must have been a secret or two that I had heard from my deceased father. I shamelessly sold the name of Baron Harrington.
'But those are bees that the Followers were raising. Is this a coincidence?'
I couldn't tell the original story, so I tried to gloss over it, but it was a fact that left me feeling uneasy.
'Could it be that the Followers sent them? They are trying to approach us naturally while saying they will get rid of that bee?'
If so, this was an opportunity to catch the Followers. First, since it is dangerous, we should get rid of the bees and carefully watch out for people who approach us using the bees as an excuse.
'But it's amazing that the same thing happens as in the original.'
Since it was after the ending, people from the original work appeared, but the same events that happened in the original work never happened.
'I'm glad I read the original diligently.'
I read it twice to get my money's worth, and I found this useful. Well, I read it mainly for the dirty scenes, but anyway.
***
“Lord Erne, I found the tears in the castle wall here.”
“It doesn’t look like a tear at all, so why is it called a tear? It’s just a plump moss.”
On the northern wall, where the shadow of the bell tower falls. Tan discovered green moss growing between the cracks in the bricks of the wall and gently scraped it away with his dagger.
While Tan was collecting moss, Erne deliberately showed off his longsword at his waist and looked around. The closer he got to the castle walls, the more slums there became, and the worse the security situation became.
It was still a bright day so nothing much would happen, but it was still a place where you couldn't let your guard down.
“Tear off as much as you can.”
"Yes."
As he did so, Tan began to enjoy picking moss, and he excitedly picked the moss and put it in a bag.
There were some guys who looked like bad guys, but they didn't seem to be interested in Erne and Tan, so Erne also joined in on the moss picking.
“Is this enough?”
“You’ve ripped off a lot. Let’s go.”
When the sack had thickened to a certain extent, Erne and Tan decided to turn back.
"...Hmm?"
As Tan was closing the bag and tying it tightly, Erne's eyes met with a vagrant who was slowly approaching them.
When his eyes met Erne's, the tramp hurriedly lowered his head.
“You’ve been staring at us for a while now. What’s going on?”
“Hey, just give me a penny.”
When Erne asked, the vagabond bowed deeply. Erne turned around and held out his palm to Tan.
“Give me a penny.”
Tan looked at the begging homeless man and Erne with a surprised face.
“Sir Erne, you seem to be secretly weak-hearted despite your appearance.”
“What’s wrong with me? Stop talking and hurry up.”
Erne took a coin out of his pocket and placed it in the palm of his hand.
“Take it.”
Erne held out a coin to the squalid bum.
“Oh my, thank you, Sir.”
The tramp raised his hands, still folding his waist in half, and clasping them together politely. Erne seemed about to place the coin on his palms but then grabbed the tramp’s wrists.
“Why, why are you doing this, Sir?”
“What is it, Sir Erne?”
Both the tramp and Tan were surprised. Only Erne remained calm. He twisted the tramp's wrist so that the back of his hand was facing upwards.
“Why are the beggars’ fingernails so clean?”
“...That, that, damn it.”
The tramp, with no excuses to offer, shook Erne's wrist hard and ran away. No, he tried to run away.
But he couldn't even take three steps before he was caught by Erne.
“What are you doing, kid?”
***
Erne caught the man pretending to be a vagrant and took him near the police station. He didn't really intend to arrest him, he just wanted to scare him a little.
There wasn't much the police could do anyway.
“I’ll tell you everything, yes? I’ll tell you everything.”
It was a very effective threat to these petty criminals. When the police appeared in front of them, the vagrant fell to his knees and begged very earnestly.
"Yes?"
“Yes, yes, I will tell you everything.”
Erne nodded as if to give him a chance to speak.
“A man was told to sit on the north wall and watch to see if a blond man or a brown-haired woman would come and dig up the moss.”
“He told you to watch over there earlier?”
“Yes, that’s why I’ve been sitting there for the past two days.”
No matter how he thinks about it, the blond man is Erne and the brown-haired woman is Judith. Does that mean that they knew that the two would come to the north wall?
“Who ordered this?”
“I don’t know who it is. Once I identified the target, I was told to come to the Black Boots Bar and order some mead.”
"Yes?"
The tramp gave him a pitiful look, begging him to let him go, but he had one more thing to do.
“I have to go to the Black Boots Bar.”
***
At the same time that Erne was dragging the man to the police station, Tan returned to the Rhineland mansion carrying a sack of moss.
Judith boiled the sunrise flowers, the tears of the city walls, and the berries of the frost tree in a large pot, then placed the pot and all under the beehive.
“I think it would be better to take a step back.”
As soon as Judith bit the people, bees swarmed, smelling the oil.
“It doesn’t seem to smell like anything, which is strange.”
Tan muttered as he watched the bees gather on their own. At that moment, a bee landed on the edge of the pot and fell into the hot oil.
Then, one of the birds flying above also fell into the pot.
One, two... Before she knew it, the pot was full of bees. When even the black-winged bees fell into the oil, Judith quickly put the lid on the pot.
The pots full of bees were buried in the ground, and the honeycombs were dropped and burned.
Only then did Judith catch her breath and grab Tan as she asked.
“What do you mean someone was watching Erne from the north wall?”
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