Things like marriage require legal registration, so they must be reported to the government office. However, in Casnier, there is no such thing as a government office, so if you notify the village chief in advance, he will simply record it in the logbook. Usually, small villages appoint the most popular elder as the village chief, and Dexon was a kind old man who had been the village chief for 20 years.
The reason the old man's hand trembles as he holds the pen is not just because he is a 60-year-old grandfather.
“...What?”
After the incident, Ben and Aaron maintained a cold war for three days, and finally went into the city together today.
While explaining the situation to Dexon, Ben covered his face as if he couldn't bear it, then hit his chest, then sighed, and finally couldn't continue speaking. The rumor that the Dublin soldier who was actually involved in this incident was secretly spreading, Aaron just nodded his head indifferently.
"What?"
“I told you that I had committed a crime and that I had no choice but to file a marriage report because I had no choice but to consider the other person’s reputation.”
“...What did this Dublin bastard say?”
“I got drunk and snuck into the room of Mr. Ben’s daughter, Leila, and committed a crime against her will.”
Bendo screamed loudly.
“If you say that one more time, I’ll beat you up!”
Since his spirit was extraordinary, Aaron also slyly changed his words.
“...Mr. Ben, who committed a crime and considered that if he reported me and rumors of this spread, his only daughter’s reputation would be severely tarnished, had no choice but to take me as his son-in-law. Although it was something I did intentionally, I regret it and want to take responsibility.”
“Ben...”
"Why!"
“I... have no idea what this Dublin bastard is talking about... Ben, you tell me. What is he talking about?”
Ben, who ignored the dumbfounded Dexon, just sighed deeply.
It was true that if Aaron and Leila got on the bandwagon, there would inevitably be an atmosphere of ostracism within the village. However, Ben vaguely knew that Aaron's calculations were far beyond that.
“I’ll be honest. Since it’s the truth anyway, I don’t think Mr. Ben and Leila will be harmed much if I cause trouble later.”
He wanted to ask what happened later, but he had a guess, so he didn't ask. It probably meant something after he left Casnier in some form. He was vague about what form, but the most likely scenario was that he was captured by Ramrock's soldiers.
The first few days, he couldn't sleep at night because of the fever, but after calming down a little, Ben was able to think calmly. Aaron's extreme behavior solidified his suspicions. Aaron was clearly not a simple deserter from Dublin. If, in the worst-case scenario, he was not just a deserter who ran away, but a criminal, a wanted criminal, Ben's family, which took Aaron in, would be completely destroyed.
That's why Ben couldn't vent his anger on Aaron for saying such crazy things. When he asked if it wasn't necessary to legally register their marriage, the answer he got was amazing.
“I don’t want to see Leila anxious. I also want to be a little more confident and be with Leila. I don’t plan on making it public, so I don’t think anything will change much.”
There is no other way. Ben has been so upset for the past few days that he just wants to let it all go. It was his fault for not knowing that that clever guy was so clever and for inciting him. When he thinks of his daughter, who was jumping for joy and humming all day long when she heard that she was going to register her marriage, he feels like he doesn't know himself anymore.
“...Just stamp it!”
Dexon, who read the sincerity in Ben's vague answer, stood up with a strangled sound.
“You, you, you, you shameless Dubliner! Ben, why don’t you report your little punk? Why don’t you hand him over to the military police right away!”
“No, my daughter got fucked by a Dublin bastard!? Are you crazy? Spread the rumor all over the neighborhood! Your father will go and tell you about it!”
“No, no, no, you damn Dublin bastard! Our little Leila, oh, no, oh! How could you be a father to a Dublin bastard? No, you were a soldier too! Why can’t you move, oh!”
“I’m more upset than you, so stop! Go home!”
Ben's eyes, glaring at Aaron, became tense. Aaron smiled awkwardly and lowered his head.
“I’m sorry. Please calm down, both of you... Mr. Dexon, please keep this as a record so that Leila’s honor is not tarnished, and refrain from leaking it to the outside. I don’t know much about the Ramrock Marriage Act, but I heard that special cases, such as concealing the records of illegitimate children related to a crime, can be restricted from being mentioned out of consideration for the victims. Please add that item, have the village chief stamp it, and seal it with wax so that if a problem arises later, you can tear it off.”
Hi, hey, hey. Dexon didn't even realize that his pen had snapped, and he was chattering his teeth. He looked at Ben with eyes that seemed to demand an answer, as if to say, 'What the hell is that guy?', but Ben just clicked his tongue again.
“In secret.”
“I live in the world, I live, no, no matter how bad you are. I don't know that you killed him.
“I’m not a murderer! Why would I kill someone? I want to kill them! Even if you open your mouth, you can do whatever you want!”
Ben was a popular person in the village who had been associated with Dexon since his youth. His popularity came from his consideration, meticulous attention to detail, and his ability to handle things without making mistakes. In the end, Ben and Dexon argued about what nonsense this was. Let's report that Dublin guy right away, leave it alone, why would you stop my daughter's wedding? Your daughter's wedding was already ruined because of that Dublin guy, you pathetic idiot!
In the end, it was Dexon's defeat that made him shed tears at Leila's difficult situation. Aaron and Ben ended up becoming a team, and made Dexon promise to keep quiet, and he even confirmed that the wax was melted and attached to the envelope of the marriage application form, and he received only one proof document. On the way out, Aaron tilted his head and asked, "Is it really that simple?" and got a slap on the back from Ben.
“Ouch.”
“This tiny village is like this! You damn rascal. Where did you learn to do such wicked things? Dublin blood can’t be fooled!”
“I plan to publicly state that I am a person who lives off of others for a while anyway, but if the military police arrest me later, the village chief will be my witness. I feel a little relieved.”
“Who cares about that now! Why the hell are you talking about the military police?”
Aaron smiled lowly and stared intently at the document that said marriage certificate. He felt sorry that he could only do it this way, but he also felt warm inside thinking of Leila, who was now waiting for him with her neck stretched out in anticipation.
“Yes... I’ll be good to you while we’re together.”
“If you can’t do it, you’ll know how to surrender to my hands!”
“Yes, Master.”
The soldier, Ben, walked ahead, his shoulders shaking and heaving. He spoke loudly as if to make people listen.
“Oh my, why did I fall for that Dublin bastard!”
While complaining about his resentment, Ben started to renovate the storage room next door to his house. The reason was that he had a so-called son-in-law who was living in his house, and his daughter, who was so resentful that she was useless.
After her uncle died, Leila did not hesitate to do any men's work around the house, such as repairing roofs that leaked during the rainy season or replacing the walls of wooden houses that had rotted from moisture. However, when Aaron saw this, he started arguing with Leila, and the situation was quite a sight.
Sitting on the rocking chair in the living room, Ben squinted his eyes and watched the whole thing from start to finish. It wasn't because he wanted to see it, but because the two guys were doing it right in front of him as if they had completely erased Ben's existence from their minds.
“Leila, give me the hammer.”
“Huh? No, Aaron, I can do it.”
“Give it to me because it hurts. I’ll do it.”
“Aren’t you hurt? It’s just easier if I do it. It’s okay, so let’s eat first.”
Aaron made a face of displeasure at Leila's stubbornness, then bent down and kissed her. After pulling away for a moment, he turned his head slightly and kissed Leila deeply. Leila, who was in the middle of hammering, was suddenly kissed and blushed, but Aaron took advantage of the moment to playfully laugh and snatch the hammer from Leila's hand and hold it up high.
Ben, who was resting his chin on the armrest of the rocking chair with his elbows resting on it, laughed out loud in disbelief.
“Aaron! That’s foul play!”
'They're all playing around.'
“If you can reach here, I’ll give it to you. If you can’t reach here, I’ll do it, so Leila, go and rest.”
'What should I do with those things?'
Leila, who was struggling to reach the target somehow, failed to jump three times.
As Aaron looked down at her as if she were cute, she didn't give up and ran again. But this time, her target wasn't the hammer. Leila wrapped her arms around Aaron's neck and kissed him first, and shouted with a red face.
The reason the old man's hand trembles as he holds the pen is not just because he is a 60-year-old grandfather.
“...What?”
After the incident, Ben and Aaron maintained a cold war for three days, and finally went into the city together today.
While explaining the situation to Dexon, Ben covered his face as if he couldn't bear it, then hit his chest, then sighed, and finally couldn't continue speaking. The rumor that the Dublin soldier who was actually involved in this incident was secretly spreading, Aaron just nodded his head indifferently.
"What?"
“I told you that I had committed a crime and that I had no choice but to file a marriage report because I had no choice but to consider the other person’s reputation.”
“...What did this Dublin bastard say?”
“I got drunk and snuck into the room of Mr. Ben’s daughter, Leila, and committed a crime against her will.”
Bendo screamed loudly.
“If you say that one more time, I’ll beat you up!”
Since his spirit was extraordinary, Aaron also slyly changed his words.
“...Mr. Ben, who committed a crime and considered that if he reported me and rumors of this spread, his only daughter’s reputation would be severely tarnished, had no choice but to take me as his son-in-law. Although it was something I did intentionally, I regret it and want to take responsibility.”
“Ben...”
"Why!"
“I... have no idea what this Dublin bastard is talking about... Ben, you tell me. What is he talking about?”
Ben, who ignored the dumbfounded Dexon, just sighed deeply.
It was true that if Aaron and Leila got on the bandwagon, there would inevitably be an atmosphere of ostracism within the village. However, Ben vaguely knew that Aaron's calculations were far beyond that.
“I’ll be honest. Since it’s the truth anyway, I don’t think Mr. Ben and Leila will be harmed much if I cause trouble later.”
He wanted to ask what happened later, but he had a guess, so he didn't ask. It probably meant something after he left Casnier in some form. He was vague about what form, but the most likely scenario was that he was captured by Ramrock's soldiers.
The first few days, he couldn't sleep at night because of the fever, but after calming down a little, Ben was able to think calmly. Aaron's extreme behavior solidified his suspicions. Aaron was clearly not a simple deserter from Dublin. If, in the worst-case scenario, he was not just a deserter who ran away, but a criminal, a wanted criminal, Ben's family, which took Aaron in, would be completely destroyed.
That's why Ben couldn't vent his anger on Aaron for saying such crazy things. When he asked if it wasn't necessary to legally register their marriage, the answer he got was amazing.
“I don’t want to see Leila anxious. I also want to be a little more confident and be with Leila. I don’t plan on making it public, so I don’t think anything will change much.”
There is no other way. Ben has been so upset for the past few days that he just wants to let it all go. It was his fault for not knowing that that clever guy was so clever and for inciting him. When he thinks of his daughter, who was jumping for joy and humming all day long when she heard that she was going to register her marriage, he feels like he doesn't know himself anymore.
“...Just stamp it!”
Dexon, who read the sincerity in Ben's vague answer, stood up with a strangled sound.
“You, you, you, you shameless Dubliner! Ben, why don’t you report your little punk? Why don’t you hand him over to the military police right away!”
“No, my daughter got fucked by a Dublin bastard!? Are you crazy? Spread the rumor all over the neighborhood! Your father will go and tell you about it!”
“No, no, no, you damn Dublin bastard! Our little Leila, oh, no, oh! How could you be a father to a Dublin bastard? No, you were a soldier too! Why can’t you move, oh!”
“I’m more upset than you, so stop! Go home!”
Ben's eyes, glaring at Aaron, became tense. Aaron smiled awkwardly and lowered his head.
“I’m sorry. Please calm down, both of you... Mr. Dexon, please keep this as a record so that Leila’s honor is not tarnished, and refrain from leaking it to the outside. I don’t know much about the Ramrock Marriage Act, but I heard that special cases, such as concealing the records of illegitimate children related to a crime, can be restricted from being mentioned out of consideration for the victims. Please add that item, have the village chief stamp it, and seal it with wax so that if a problem arises later, you can tear it off.”
Hi, hey, hey. Dexon didn't even realize that his pen had snapped, and he was chattering his teeth. He looked at Ben with eyes that seemed to demand an answer, as if to say, 'What the hell is that guy?', but Ben just clicked his tongue again.
“In secret.”
“I live in the world, I live, no, no matter how bad you are. I don't know that you killed him.
“I’m not a murderer! Why would I kill someone? I want to kill them! Even if you open your mouth, you can do whatever you want!”
Ben was a popular person in the village who had been associated with Dexon since his youth. His popularity came from his consideration, meticulous attention to detail, and his ability to handle things without making mistakes. In the end, Ben and Dexon argued about what nonsense this was. Let's report that Dublin guy right away, leave it alone, why would you stop my daughter's wedding? Your daughter's wedding was already ruined because of that Dublin guy, you pathetic idiot!
In the end, it was Dexon's defeat that made him shed tears at Leila's difficult situation. Aaron and Ben ended up becoming a team, and made Dexon promise to keep quiet, and he even confirmed that the wax was melted and attached to the envelope of the marriage application form, and he received only one proof document. On the way out, Aaron tilted his head and asked, "Is it really that simple?" and got a slap on the back from Ben.
“Ouch.”
“This tiny village is like this! You damn rascal. Where did you learn to do such wicked things? Dublin blood can’t be fooled!”
“I plan to publicly state that I am a person who lives off of others for a while anyway, but if the military police arrest me later, the village chief will be my witness. I feel a little relieved.”
“Who cares about that now! Why the hell are you talking about the military police?”
Aaron smiled lowly and stared intently at the document that said marriage certificate. He felt sorry that he could only do it this way, but he also felt warm inside thinking of Leila, who was now waiting for him with her neck stretched out in anticipation.
“Yes... I’ll be good to you while we’re together.”
“If you can’t do it, you’ll know how to surrender to my hands!”
“Yes, Master.”
The soldier, Ben, walked ahead, his shoulders shaking and heaving. He spoke loudly as if to make people listen.
“Oh my, why did I fall for that Dublin bastard!”
***
While complaining about his resentment, Ben started to renovate the storage room next door to his house. The reason was that he had a so-called son-in-law who was living in his house, and his daughter, who was so resentful that she was useless.
After her uncle died, Leila did not hesitate to do any men's work around the house, such as repairing roofs that leaked during the rainy season or replacing the walls of wooden houses that had rotted from moisture. However, when Aaron saw this, he started arguing with Leila, and the situation was quite a sight.
Sitting on the rocking chair in the living room, Ben squinted his eyes and watched the whole thing from start to finish. It wasn't because he wanted to see it, but because the two guys were doing it right in front of him as if they had completely erased Ben's existence from their minds.
“Leila, give me the hammer.”
“Huh? No, Aaron, I can do it.”
“Give it to me because it hurts. I’ll do it.”
“Aren’t you hurt? It’s just easier if I do it. It’s okay, so let’s eat first.”
Aaron made a face of displeasure at Leila's stubbornness, then bent down and kissed her. After pulling away for a moment, he turned his head slightly and kissed Leila deeply. Leila, who was in the middle of hammering, was suddenly kissed and blushed, but Aaron took advantage of the moment to playfully laugh and snatch the hammer from Leila's hand and hold it up high.
Ben, who was resting his chin on the armrest of the rocking chair with his elbows resting on it, laughed out loud in disbelief.
“Aaron! That’s foul play!”
'They're all playing around.'
“If you can reach here, I’ll give it to you. If you can’t reach here, I’ll do it, so Leila, go and rest.”
'What should I do with those things?'
Leila, who was struggling to reach the target somehow, failed to jump three times.
As Aaron looked down at her as if she were cute, she didn't give up and ran again. But this time, her target wasn't the hammer. Leila wrapped her arms around Aaron's neck and kissed him first, and shouted with a red face.
Of course, she was actually mumbling, but Ben heard it so well that it felt like she was shouting to him.
“I won’t live in debt.”
“If you get into debt, good things will happen.”
'Oh my, I'm going crazy. Oh my. Oh my, I'll just die.'
“I won’t live in debt.”
“If you get into debt, good things will happen.”
'Oh my, I'm going crazy. Oh my. Oh my, I'll just die.'
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