Chession stood in the way of the two maids.
"I refuse. How do you know if that tea will be poisoned?"
It's a big deal. Apparently, the news that Mori drank Rilkena tea and vomited blood seemed to leak outside.
"I think you're going to use that information to bury Grand Duke Ethel."
He was very troubled.
"Poison? Why am I doing that?"
"The possibilities are plentiful. You have a history of killing Hans, who was my lieutenant, with a single knife, because you were offended. You may kill all my maids for similar reasons this time."
The other nobles only rolled their eyes as they watched the situation. Then a middle-aged lady came forward to defend Chession.
"I dare to tell you. Your Highness, please refrain from such cruel methods."
"In a cruel way? You think I was talking about 'prank', right?"
Pick. Severian's eyes lit up with sorrow. The black-hatred lady, who had saved her life thanks to Chession, trembled but did not back down.
"Many young ladies and noblewomen here saved their lives thanks to His Highness Grand Duke Ethel. Why would a person with a warm disposition for human life gather witches? Even if he really gathered witches, if they were to preach to the Grand Duke, he would have provided them with a warm meal and a place to sleep. That's the kind of person we know."
Then, nobles jumped out from all over the place and continued the lady's argument.
"That's right. His Highness the Grand Duke gathers witches for evil things. It's not even worth it. Please take away the senseless poison, Your Highness."
"We have come here to honor the major established by His Highness the Crown Prince. Therefore, please refrain from committing murder for fun in a noble place."
The corners of Severian's mouth trembled. He doesn't think Chession is so popular. In addition, he wondered if the killing of Hans was a big deal, and he even heard people say, 'You commit murder for fun. '
Severian stood up from the table. He then ordered the chief servant to bring out a teapot, warm water, and tea bags. With three glasses.
"Chession Ethel, I'll drive the tea right in front of you. And I'll drink tea with you. Will you be satisfied with that?"
"..."
Chession bit his molars tightly. If it came out like that, he had nothing to say.
Meanwhile, Gremory is...
She didn't seem to have any thoughts...
In the end, it was Isolene who made the decision.
"I understand, Your Highness. It is an honor to be able to drink the tea brewed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself."
"I'm honored too."
Gremory followed Isolene and lowered his head, and Chession's eyes widened slightly.
'What is it? What kind of confidence does Mori have to be confident? Are there any amazing tricks that I hadn't thought of?'
Finally, the Crown Prince brewed tea. The nobles and Chession focused on each process of making tea. Perhaps it was funny that Chession was staring at him so closely, Severian laughed.
"You seem to care for the maids. If you want, you can take a sip of the tea in the glass first."
"...I will do that."
Finally, three cups of tea were completed. Chession took a sip of tea from Gremori and Isolene's cups. Chession was resistant and sensitive to all kinds of poisons, so if there was poison, he would be able to recognize it immediately.
...Fortunately, there was no poison.
Holding the teacup, Isolene pursed her lips. It was because she was worried about Mori, who was not compatible with Rilkena tea. Didn't you suck blood almost as soon as you drank it before? She would definitely be misunderstood as a witch.
By the way.
She heard something popping from the side.
Gremory, enchanted by the aroma of Rilkena tea, was drinking the tea coolly.
"... It's good."
Tak! She put down his glass loudly. Then she leisurely wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.
Isolene panicked for a moment, then sucked into the tea like Gremory.
Chession thought the witch identification process would be over, but the vicious Several didn't let the two maids go for more than an hour. To be precise, he did not let Gremory go.
"Mori, are you feeling okay?"
"Yes, very good."
"I'm glad you did. And you said that you would tempt me and eat me, but as I said before, can't you do it again today?"
"No. I have a schedule."
Chession, who was watching, was heartbroken. Mori was doing her best to pretend to be okay right now. Mori's fingertips are now pale and are getting tired of being blue.
"What's the schedule?"
"There is someone who needs to be seduced first."
"Hah! After all, beautiful women are busy. Do you mean I have to stand in line?"
"Yes, I hope you will come back in about three months."
"It's been three months. It's longer than I thought. Yes, then I'll see you again. Just let go in today."
Gremory finally got permission to go back, bowed her head, and got up. She walked back and forth, hiding her trembling hands in her sleeves.
Chession and Isolene quickly stood on either side of Mori. They're afraid she might collapse.
***
Gremory vomited blood so much that she was afraid to enter her dwelling.
"Ugh."
"Mori, are you okay? Oh my God, why is your body so cold?"
Isolene took off his shawl and placed it on Gremory's shoulder. Gremory grumbled like a drunken man.
"It's okay...I drank it before and became tolerant...Ugh."
"It's okay. It's like this."
"As I said before...Body temperature is not important to witches...."
"I told you before that body temperature is important even for beautiful women!"
Chession, who was screaming, took off his cloak and wrapped it around Gremory's body. If Mori hadn't endured such a defeat because of the Crown Prince, it would have been a big misunderstanding.
'Damn, I wish I could get some Oppen tea leaves....'
If he suddenly went to get Oppen tea leaves in the palace, she would definitely be misunderstood as a witch. He had no choice but to hold on until it was naturally detoxified.
Meanwhile, Gremorry grabbed Isolene, vomiting blood like a person who had drunk too much and vomited.
"Uh-huh. Thanks. Because I once fed me Rilkena tea... I was able to endure because I became tolerant... Woowook..."
"What the hell are you thanking me for! You were very sick at that time!"
"Anyway, thanks to you, I was able to overcome an important situation... Uweek."
"Now that you know, stop talking and rest."
Gremory, who had been vomiting a couple more times, fainted. After wiping the corners of Gremory's mouth, Chession wiped the blood stains on the floor with Isolene.
Chession and Isolene stayed by Gremory's side until the next morning. Fortunately, Gremory woke up in the morning. She was in pain like a person with a hangover, but she woke up anyway.
In the meantime, there was a person who sent Invitations from the morning.
It was an invitation from Iberia. It was about inviting Gremory to her own secret tea time. She said that if she had a cup of tea she wanted to drink, she would treat herself to it.
Chession's eyebrow was sunken as he held it.
"If you have a cup of tea you want to drink, will you treat it to me? I think she knows that Mori needs Oppen tea, but did she use her foresight ability? It seems like she's trying to help us... Mori, where are you going?"
"Drink Oppen tea."
Gremory hurriedly left the bedroom like a human desperately looking for a hangover cure. She had no time to think about what Iberia was thinking when she called her.
***
Tea time with Iberia arrived. Iberia looked at Gremory with great Interest, who appeared without even washing her face.
"You are indeed unique. Ordinary spirits tend to appear before me in the most finely adorned clothes, but you... It's such a natural appearance. Can I take it as a good sign that you feel comfortable?"
"Yes."
"So, what kind of tea do you want to drink? I expected you to want to drink Oppen tea, right?"
"Yes."
"Whoa, come on. I wanted to give it to you earlier, but some circumstances prevented me from doing so."
Gremory gulped down the tea that Iberia poured out. By the time she had drunk a bout three cups, Gremory's condition had returned to health.
Iberta smiled happily.
"I deliberately prepared a large cup for you. Did you like it?"
"Yes, thank you. By the way..."
It was only after her body was healed that Gremory began to doubt. What the hell did she know to prepare Oppen tea in advance?
"As you know, I am a prophet. I knew about this situation in advance."
"Then you found out my identity in the process..."
"By the way, what is the relationship between Rilkena tea and Oppen tea? Are you allergic to Rilkena? Is Oppen something that solves that?"
"..."
"Anyway, I'm glad you're healthy."
At this point, Gremory was no longer impressed by the fact that no one knew her identity.
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