Judging from Marves’s slumped shoulders, it seemed right.
It was a remark typical of Naberus... but I couldn’t give up the decoration.
Then.
“Marves, let’s do this.”
I looked back at the new decoration. It was a wooden decoration that was too elaborately carved to be considered a hobby.
Yes, wood.
Anyway, the guests of the noble family would think that a decoration made of wood was inferior. They only considered shiny and precious things valuable.
“I'm making the decoration out of metal.”
Marves’s expression became even more gloomy at those words. He looked as if he was about to sink into the deep sea.
“To maintain my unique ability by carving it out of metal... my ability is too weak.”
Marves said in a voice that seemed truly troubled.
“My magic power is also very lacking.”
I waved my hand at those words.
“I’m not telling you to carve the metal whole.”
I thought of the crystal decorations that were popular when I was in Orobas.
It was a long, square block with jewels attached to the end of the tree.
People were amazed at how beautifully the jewels reflected light, and the decorations became a trend.
I planned to get ahead of that trend.
“Instead of carving it as a whole, I’ll make the decoration by putting together small blocks. Can you do it?”
I asked, overlapping the quills I was holding.
“It’s possible to put them together, but to connect the decorations made of metal with my unique ability, I need a source of extremely powerful magic power...”
At those words, I silently pointed to the magic pot. I had made a small pouch that resonated with me, so I always carried it with me.
“Is this enough?”
Marves opened his mouth. Now that his child-like decoration was out of danger of being destroyed, he could finally feel the flow of that powerful magic power.
“I, I’m overflowing!”
His eyes sparkled.
“Besides, if it’s a fitting method, it won’t get crushed even if Naberus throws it, and if it breaks, you can just put it back together! If you just cut the end a little, you can use it as a secret weapon! As expected of a visionary!”
The words were like a stream of water flowing from a mountain.
...I never said it was for that purpose.
However, if Marves was satisfied, then that was enough.
“I’ll get started right away!”
Marves greeted me repeatedly.
"Thank you. "
“You don’t have to push yourself too hard.”
“I enjoy making things anyway!”
Then Marves quickly ran out. I was taken aback by the speed but eventually burst out laughing.
It would definitely be a beautiful decoration. Especially in this place where everything was dark, objects that received light were bound to stand out.
***
A few days later.
“... I’ve never seen lighting like that before.”
Belled began to notice the changes in the mansion. Of course, he had known that the furniture had been moved around and the dreary decorations had been removed. However, the sight of the elaborately shaped light that seemed to embroider the floor across the ground was a change he hadn’t anticipated. Furthermore.
"...It’s brighter.”
Belled realized that the area around the mansion during the day had become much brighter.
“...Should I order them to clear it?”
Ronove, who had been following him, asked cautiously. It was because he remembered Belled’s anger at the demon who had been shining brightly on the battlefield a dozen years ago, asking if he intended to attract all the monsters.
No matter how much there had been changes in your lord recently... didn’t he sometimes become sensitive?
If there was something that could provoke him, it was better to clear it away. However.
“...Here.”
Belled approached the sculpture next to the light. To be exact, the light had become stronger, but the decoration in front of it was causing this.
Are you planning to break it?
Ronove held his breath even more, knowing that it was the decoration that Beryl had personally told him to keep. If he were to break it, how would he explain it to His Highness...
“...Can you feel the magic?”
But what Belled said was abrupt. Ronove answered with an uncharacteristically stupid expression.
“No?”
What kind of magic is that?
To him, it was just a piece of Marves. Before Marves had breathed 'power' into it, it was just an ordinary decoration...
Ah, it had been turned into metal. That was all the strangeness he could see. But it was different for Belled.
“Beryl told you to put it here, right?”
The only time he had touched this decoration recently was on Beryl’s orders.
Ronove nodded.
“Yes.”
“Her orders.”
Previously, he would have been uncomfortable with such a big change.
If it was a big change that stimulated him, then this small change would have been nothing more than an annoying change, like changing the location of an object he had placed.
But now it was different.
Even if it seemed useless when he thought that she liked it.
“...”
The magic must have been leaking out from her in the mansion. Why?
It seemed like magic was coming out of everything she touched.
He unconsciously turned his gaze to the mansion.
“...?”
He narrowed his eyes at the several demons roaming the hallways on the 5th floor. Why are there so many demons roaming the 5th floor?
And on the 5th floor where Beryl was.
He suddenly thought. This is really, really annoying.
The remodeling of the mansion was almost finished. Of course, Decarabia had a big part to play in that.
“Then let’s stop here...”
Of course, there were places where materials had to be procured, so it was impossible to finish everything.
I stretched, as it seemed like the work was almost done, except for the things that had to wait.
Besides, it wasn’t enough to just change the mansion.
If the servants of the mansion weren’t human, it would be useless. So the demons would need to be educated but for now... The external aspects were almost done.
“Then I think we just need to take care of the basement.”
I nodded while looking over the documents. Then I looked back at Decarabia.
“First, ask the people who saw the ghost in the basement if they remember anything else about the ghost.”
Usually, they only saw a shadow or long hair, and there were no people who talked to them, so I thought that the ghost might not be Pocalor.
However, separately from that, I felt I had to talk to Belled.
Pocalor... I don’t know what their current relationship was, but she said she was his older sister.
Belled’s family...
The feeling that the Pocalor gave as the family was completely different from that of other demons.
It was when I exhaled briefly.
“...Hello!”
“Your Highness?”
A loud noise began to be heard from the end of the hallway beyond the door. I looked back at the closed door.
“Belled?”
He must still have some urgent work to do.
That’s why I was concentrating. If we work together during times when we can’t focus on each other, then during breaks... we can rest together.
It was when I blushed.
Belled’s cold voice rang out from outside the door.
“What on earth is the defense of the 5th floor like that there are so many people here?”
Thump thump.
At the same time, there was a knock. I froze without realizing it at the cold voice.
“Beryl, may I come in?”
The gentle voice I always heard was heard. I blinked.
It was as if the atmosphere was different as if it was someone else.
However, his low voice made my heart beat just the same.
Was it because of the tension, or...?
I opened my mouth slightly. Then I came to my senses.
“Yes, come in.”
As soon as I gave permission, the door swung open. And Belled, with a worried look on his face, came into the office.
It was an office set up just for me next to the bedroom while the mansion was being remodeled.
I didn’t think much of working in the makeshift office next to the bedroom, but Belled insisted that I should have my own office.
“Beryl.”
His eyes didn’t forget to look around the remodeled office. His gaze, which had been scanning the corners of the office to check for safety, turned to me.
“Have you encountered any danger?”
His voice was incredibly soft as he spoke. By then, the other demons, including Decarabia, were leaving my office like the tide receding.
Most of them were pushed out by Belled’s energy, but Decarabia also pushed them from the back.
He suddenly thought. This is really, really annoying.
***
The remodeling of the mansion was almost finished. Of course, Decarabia had a big part to play in that.
“Then let’s stop here...”
Of course, there were places where materials had to be procured, so it was impossible to finish everything.
I stretched, as it seemed like the work was almost done, except for the things that had to wait.
Besides, it wasn’t enough to just change the mansion.
If the servants of the mansion weren’t human, it would be useless. So the demons would need to be educated but for now... The external aspects were almost done.
“Then I think we just need to take care of the basement.”
I nodded while looking over the documents. Then I looked back at Decarabia.
“First, ask the people who saw the ghost in the basement if they remember anything else about the ghost.”
Usually, they only saw a shadow or long hair, and there were no people who talked to them, so I thought that the ghost might not be Pocalor.
However, separately from that, I felt I had to talk to Belled.
Pocalor... I don’t know what their current relationship was, but she said she was his older sister.
Belled’s family...
The feeling that the Pocalor gave as the family was completely different from that of other demons.
It was when I exhaled briefly.
“...Hello!”
“Your Highness?”
A loud noise began to be heard from the end of the hallway beyond the door. I looked back at the closed door.
“Belled?”
He must still have some urgent work to do.
That’s why I was concentrating. If we work together during times when we can’t focus on each other, then during breaks... we can rest together.
It was when I blushed.
Belled’s cold voice rang out from outside the door.
“What on earth is the defense of the 5th floor like that there are so many people here?”
Thump thump.
At the same time, there was a knock. I froze without realizing it at the cold voice.
“Beryl, may I come in?”
The gentle voice I always heard was heard. I blinked.
It was as if the atmosphere was different as if it was someone else.
However, his low voice made my heart beat just the same.
Was it because of the tension, or...?
I opened my mouth slightly. Then I came to my senses.
“Yes, come in.”
As soon as I gave permission, the door swung open. And Belled, with a worried look on his face, came into the office.
It was an office set up just for me next to the bedroom while the mansion was being remodeled.
I didn’t think much of working in the makeshift office next to the bedroom, but Belled insisted that I should have my own office.
“Beryl.”
His eyes didn’t forget to look around the remodeled office. His gaze, which had been scanning the corners of the office to check for safety, turned to me.
“Have you encountered any danger?”
His voice was incredibly soft as he spoke. By then, the other demons, including Decarabia, were leaving my office like the tide receding.
Most of them were pushed out by Belled’s energy, but Decarabia also pushed them from the back.
... It seems that Decarabia is actively involved in the two of us leaving.
I blushed even more as I realized that it was... more pleasant than I had thought.
“There wasn’t.”
There was no way something dangerous could happen with so many demons around.
Belled narrowed his eyes at my words.
“Then they weren’t bothering you?”
“If they were...”
I blinked, and Belled turned to the door.
Whoosh, the office door opened with a short magic ring. Then, a dozen or so demons were seen walking away from the hallway.
“...?”
I blinked.
I blushed even more as I realized that it was... more pleasant than I had thought.
“There wasn’t.”
There was no way something dangerous could happen with so many demons around.
Belled narrowed his eyes at my words.
“Then they weren’t bothering you?”
“If they were...”
I blinked, and Belled turned to the door.
Whoosh, the office door opened with a short magic ring. Then, a dozen or so demons were seen walking away from the hallway.
“...?”
I blinked.
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