Since the clothes she was wearing were wet, Emily decided to borrow clothes from a female member of the organization who had a similar body type to hers.
“Do the clothes fit well?”
Killian, who had given up his office to the locker room, stood outside the door and asked.
“Yes, I’m all dressed up.”
As soon as Emily finished speaking, the door opened.
When Killian looked at her, he saw that Emily was wearing a simple shirt and pants.
“It suits me well.”
Emily said, turning her body around.
“I’m glad it fits.”
“I made some warm tea. Please drink it and warm up your body.”
Chambers said, dissolving sugar in his tea with an elegant touch.
"Thank you."
Emily sat down at the seat Chambers had provided, followed by Killian and Knox at the same table.
Killian looked at Knox, asking why he was sitting there, but he didn't seem to particularly care.
“Did you come here following Chambers and me?”
Knox asked in a curious tone.
"Yes."
"Why didn't we know you were following us? Where did you see us?"
"At the bookstore across the street. I saw you enter the building, but I was surprised when you disappeared without a trace."
“Aha, you mean that bookstore that sells romance novels?”
Chambers, who was there, asked without thinking.
"Yes?"
Emily shook her head in confusion.
"There are a lot of other books besides romance novels. I bought an economics book this time, didn't I?"
Then, she gave a silent glance to Killian, telling him to quickly save face.
“Yeah, my wife doesn’t really like that genre.”
“Yes, I never said that you bought a romance novel there either.”
It was as if she had tried to pretend nothing happened, only to reveal it more clearly. Emily's face flushed.
“Ugh...Isn’t everyone busy?”
Emily asked Knox and Chambers.
She meant to stop because she felt like any further conversation would only lead to an awkward situation, but her opponents were Knox and Chambers, who were known for being dull.
“It’s okay. I had nothing better to do anyway, so I was just looking at the new equipment.”
“What kind of new equipment is it?”
“This is equipment suitable for hunting competitions.”
This time, Killian explained.
“I was just wondering if there was anything good I could do since I could only use a bow or a sword.”
Since Emily was also having the same concerns, she really wanted to watch it with him.
“Can I choose with you?”
“Madam, are you planning to participate too?”
Emily nodded at Chambers' question.
“I want to test my skills.”
Killian didn't particularly object, perhaps because he judged that it wasn't a big risk since it was a recreational hunting competition anyway.
On the long table, various swords and bows were arranged in an orderly manner.
“What do you think, a sword or a bow?”
“It’s a bow.”
If you use a sword, you will inevitably have to deal with monsters at close range.
Sometimes, some monsters would ooze a sticky green liquid when they were cut. It smelled bad and was hard to wipe off if it got on clothes, so they had to be thrown away.
So Emily, who has a weak stomach, chose a bow that could deal with monsters from as far away as possible.
“Oh, there are no women’s bows here...”
When Knox spoke with pity, Emily proudly said that she would use the longbow.
“Madam, do you have a longbow?”
Chambers asked back with a surprised look on his face.
It seemed like he still didn't know that Emily's magical power was A-class.
“Cyril.”
Killian immediately called the weapons manager.
“Here, you recommend some bows to your Madam.”
"All right."
He chose two of the many bows and showed them to Emily.
“The one on the left is a longbow, and the one on the right is a recurve bow.”
The longbow was a bow Emily had already encountered, and it was smoother and easier to aim than the recurve bow.
Recurve bows were more difficult to handle and were not as easy to aim as longbows, but they had a higher bullet velocity and could be fired with greater force.
“I would normally recommend a longbow because it is difficult to train with a recurve bow in a short period of time, but this one is a bit different.”
"Is it so?"
“Yes, I cautiously recommend this recurve bow, as it has a modified grip to ensure that the bowstring and target are in a straight line.”
Emily carefully examined the outer surfaces of the two bows and drew the strings.
“Which one do you like?”
Killian also looked at the bow and asked.
“Well, I’m a bit worried, but I still have some time left until the hunting competition, so I’d like to try using a recurve bow.”
The recurve bow that Cyril recommended was smaller than the one next to it and felt better in her hand when she drew the bow.
“Can someone teach me how to use a recurve bow?”
“I guess the boss just has to teach Madam.”
As Knox spoke, Killian looked at him and nodded.
“Yes, I’ll teach you.”
“Do you know how to handle this, too?”
When Emily asked, Knox spoke instead.
“Well, since he received all kinds of assassination training, he’s obviously good at using a bow...”
Under Killian's stinging gaze, Knox was unable to finish his words and hesitated before closing his mouth.
At that moment, Killian turned his gaze back to Emily.
“Anyway, you’re a quick learner, so if you practice for about a week, you’ll be able to hunt lower-level monsters.”
Looking back at Cezanne's previous reports, Emily had a good talent for archery.
“You’re busy, so I’m not taking up your time, are you?”
“Yes, it’s okay.”
“Anyway, we do all the work, and the boss is in a position to receive reports.”
Knox shrugged.
“Then that’s good.”
Emily felt happy that she could spend time with Killian.
“What weapon will you use?”
“Do the clothes fit well?”
Killian, who had given up his office to the locker room, stood outside the door and asked.
“Yes, I’m all dressed up.”
As soon as Emily finished speaking, the door opened.
When Killian looked at her, he saw that Emily was wearing a simple shirt and pants.
“It suits me well.”
Emily said, turning her body around.
“I’m glad it fits.”
“I made some warm tea. Please drink it and warm up your body.”
Chambers said, dissolving sugar in his tea with an elegant touch.
"Thank you."
Emily sat down at the seat Chambers had provided, followed by Killian and Knox at the same table.
Killian looked at Knox, asking why he was sitting there, but he didn't seem to particularly care.
“Did you come here following Chambers and me?”
Knox asked in a curious tone.
"Yes."
"Why didn't we know you were following us? Where did you see us?"
"At the bookstore across the street. I saw you enter the building, but I was surprised when you disappeared without a trace."
“Aha, you mean that bookstore that sells romance novels?”
Chambers, who was there, asked without thinking.
"Yes?"
Emily shook her head in confusion.
"There are a lot of other books besides romance novels. I bought an economics book this time, didn't I?"
Then, she gave a silent glance to Killian, telling him to quickly save face.
“Yeah, my wife doesn’t really like that genre.”
“Yes, I never said that you bought a romance novel there either.”
It was as if she had tried to pretend nothing happened, only to reveal it more clearly. Emily's face flushed.
“Ugh...Isn’t everyone busy?”
Emily asked Knox and Chambers.
She meant to stop because she felt like any further conversation would only lead to an awkward situation, but her opponents were Knox and Chambers, who were known for being dull.
“It’s okay. I had nothing better to do anyway, so I was just looking at the new equipment.”
“What kind of new equipment is it?”
“This is equipment suitable for hunting competitions.”
This time, Killian explained.
“I was just wondering if there was anything good I could do since I could only use a bow or a sword.”
Since Emily was also having the same concerns, she really wanted to watch it with him.
“Can I choose with you?”
“Madam, are you planning to participate too?”
Emily nodded at Chambers' question.
“I want to test my skills.”
Killian didn't particularly object, perhaps because he judged that it wasn't a big risk since it was a recreational hunting competition anyway.
On the long table, various swords and bows were arranged in an orderly manner.
“What do you think, a sword or a bow?”
“It’s a bow.”
If you use a sword, you will inevitably have to deal with monsters at close range.
Sometimes, some monsters would ooze a sticky green liquid when they were cut. It smelled bad and was hard to wipe off if it got on clothes, so they had to be thrown away.
So Emily, who has a weak stomach, chose a bow that could deal with monsters from as far away as possible.
“Oh, there are no women’s bows here...”
When Knox spoke with pity, Emily proudly said that she would use the longbow.
“Madam, do you have a longbow?”
Chambers asked back with a surprised look on his face.
It seemed like he still didn't know that Emily's magical power was A-class.
“Cyril.”
Killian immediately called the weapons manager.
“Here, you recommend some bows to your Madam.”
"All right."
He chose two of the many bows and showed them to Emily.
“The one on the left is a longbow, and the one on the right is a recurve bow.”
The longbow was a bow Emily had already encountered, and it was smoother and easier to aim than the recurve bow.
Recurve bows were more difficult to handle and were not as easy to aim as longbows, but they had a higher bullet velocity and could be fired with greater force.
“I would normally recommend a longbow because it is difficult to train with a recurve bow in a short period of time, but this one is a bit different.”
"Is it so?"
“Yes, I cautiously recommend this recurve bow, as it has a modified grip to ensure that the bowstring and target are in a straight line.”
Emily carefully examined the outer surfaces of the two bows and drew the strings.
“Which one do you like?”
Killian also looked at the bow and asked.
“Well, I’m a bit worried, but I still have some time left until the hunting competition, so I’d like to try using a recurve bow.”
The recurve bow that Cyril recommended was smaller than the one next to it and felt better in her hand when she drew the bow.
“Can someone teach me how to use a recurve bow?”
“I guess the boss just has to teach Madam.”
As Knox spoke, Killian looked at him and nodded.
“Yes, I’ll teach you.”
“Do you know how to handle this, too?”
When Emily asked, Knox spoke instead.
“Well, since he received all kinds of assassination training, he’s obviously good at using a bow...”
Under Killian's stinging gaze, Knox was unable to finish his words and hesitated before closing his mouth.
At that moment, Killian turned his gaze back to Emily.
“Anyway, you’re a quick learner, so if you practice for about a week, you’ll be able to hunt lower-level monsters.”
Looking back at Cezanne's previous reports, Emily had a good talent for archery.
“You’re busy, so I’m not taking up your time, are you?”
“Yes, it’s okay.”
“Anyway, we do all the work, and the boss is in a position to receive reports.”
Knox shrugged.
“Then that’s good.”
Emily felt happy that she could spend time with Killian.
“What weapon will you use?”
She couldn't quite imagine Killian holding any weapon other than a gun.
“I think I’ll probably use Spear.”
While aiming is important for a bow, a spear doesn't require that level of skill, making it a weapon as easy to use as a sword.
“Please ask me too!”
Knox shouted from the side.
Come to think of it, Knox was also a nobleman, so he was eligible to participate in this hunting competition.
“Yes, Mr. Knox?”
Emily asked in a tone that suggested she wasn't particularly curious.
“I will use a longsword and a dagger together.”
Knox struck various poses with agility, taking his sword stance.
As expected of a descendant of the Howard family, he was demonstrating Howard-style swordsmanship.
Chambers gave a soulless round of applause, hoping Knox would stop.
“Thank you for choosing me, Cyril.”
Emily thanked Cyril and sent him back to his seat.
It seemed that she had to return to the mansion quickly to sort out this chaotic atmosphere.
“Let’s go back to the mansion together.”
Seeing Emily packing her bag, Killian also came out with a coat.
“Is it okay to go now?”
It was earlier than his usual return home time.
"It's okay."
Pete, who was typing on his typewriter while looking at the document from a distance, also nodded.
"You have a tight schedule tomorrow anyway. Boss, you should go home early and rest today."
“Huh? Then can I go today too?”
Knox jumped up and asked Pete.
“...Will it work?”
Pete threw a stack of documents at Knox.
"Look at your organization's collections. You're dead last among the capos."
“Huh? No way.”
Knox sat down with a look of disbelief on his face.
“Then, thank you for your hard work.”
Killian placed a hand on Knox's shoulder, patted it lightly, and walked out the door with Emily.
It was a different exit than the one Emily had entered through, following Knox and Chambers.
A carriage was waiting in front, as if he had called it.
Emily climbed onto the carriage, escorted by Killian.
As the bookstore owner said, the rain had stopped, and now the sun was shining.
“I’m worried that I might have caused trouble for everyone by coming here so suddenly today.”
“No one thinks that way, so you don’t have to worry.”
Strictly speaking, it was closer to an atmosphere welcoming Emily's visit.
Because for them, there was nothing more interesting than spying on their boss's love life.
“By the way, what kind of romance novel did you buy today?”
Emily rolled her eyes when Killian brought up a topic she had forgotten about.
“Why are you asking that?”
“I’d like to read it too.”
For a moment, Emily thought she had misheard and asked again.
“...What did you say?”
“Wouldn’t it be better to read a book like that to find out what kind of actions excite you?”
“You don’t have to read that?”
'Enough is enough!'
Emily was adamant that she would never show it until they got home.
“Are you really not going to show it?”
“Yes, I will lock all the doors to my study. You will never come in.”
It was absolutely unacceptable that Killian was reading the same romance novel she was reading.
There, you can even underline your favorite lines.
“Aren’t you keeping too many secrets from your husband?”
“Since ancient times, it has been said that women are more attractive when they have many secrets.”
“Is that also a line from a romance novel?”
"No!"
No, actually, it was true. But Emily couldn't say that.
As the two of them got out of the carriage, bickering, Alvin ran out as if he had been waiting for them to come.
“You two are at a good time!”
Killian frowned at Alvin's anxious appearance.
“What’s going on?”
“Yes, Prince Kite and John are facing off inside.”
Emily and Killian were bewildered, wondering what kind of sudden and unexpected situation it was.
“I think I’ll probably use Spear.”
While aiming is important for a bow, a spear doesn't require that level of skill, making it a weapon as easy to use as a sword.
“Please ask me too!”
Knox shouted from the side.
Come to think of it, Knox was also a nobleman, so he was eligible to participate in this hunting competition.
“Yes, Mr. Knox?”
Emily asked in a tone that suggested she wasn't particularly curious.
“I will use a longsword and a dagger together.”
Knox struck various poses with agility, taking his sword stance.
As expected of a descendant of the Howard family, he was demonstrating Howard-style swordsmanship.
Chambers gave a soulless round of applause, hoping Knox would stop.
“Thank you for choosing me, Cyril.”
Emily thanked Cyril and sent him back to his seat.
It seemed that she had to return to the mansion quickly to sort out this chaotic atmosphere.
“Let’s go back to the mansion together.”
Seeing Emily packing her bag, Killian also came out with a coat.
“Is it okay to go now?”
It was earlier than his usual return home time.
"It's okay."
Pete, who was typing on his typewriter while looking at the document from a distance, also nodded.
"You have a tight schedule tomorrow anyway. Boss, you should go home early and rest today."
“Huh? Then can I go today too?”
Knox jumped up and asked Pete.
“...Will it work?”
Pete threw a stack of documents at Knox.
"Look at your organization's collections. You're dead last among the capos."
“Huh? No way.”
Knox sat down with a look of disbelief on his face.
“Then, thank you for your hard work.”
Killian placed a hand on Knox's shoulder, patted it lightly, and walked out the door with Emily.
It was a different exit than the one Emily had entered through, following Knox and Chambers.
A carriage was waiting in front, as if he had called it.
Emily climbed onto the carriage, escorted by Killian.
As the bookstore owner said, the rain had stopped, and now the sun was shining.
“I’m worried that I might have caused trouble for everyone by coming here so suddenly today.”
“No one thinks that way, so you don’t have to worry.”
Strictly speaking, it was closer to an atmosphere welcoming Emily's visit.
Because for them, there was nothing more interesting than spying on their boss's love life.
“By the way, what kind of romance novel did you buy today?”
Emily rolled her eyes when Killian brought up a topic she had forgotten about.
“Why are you asking that?”
“I’d like to read it too.”
For a moment, Emily thought she had misheard and asked again.
“...What did you say?”
“Wouldn’t it be better to read a book like that to find out what kind of actions excite you?”
“You don’t have to read that?”
'Enough is enough!'
Emily was adamant that she would never show it until they got home.
“Are you really not going to show it?”
“Yes, I will lock all the doors to my study. You will never come in.”
It was absolutely unacceptable that Killian was reading the same romance novel she was reading.
There, you can even underline your favorite lines.
“Aren’t you keeping too many secrets from your husband?”
“Since ancient times, it has been said that women are more attractive when they have many secrets.”
“Is that also a line from a romance novel?”
"No!"
No, actually, it was true. But Emily couldn't say that.
As the two of them got out of the carriage, bickering, Alvin ran out as if he had been waiting for them to come.
“You two are at a good time!”
Killian frowned at Alvin's anxious appearance.
“What’s going on?”
“Yes, Prince Kite and John are facing off inside.”
Emily and Killian were bewildered, wondering what kind of sudden and unexpected situation it was.
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