Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 67

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Chapter 67

“What? No, why would you say that…?”

“Right now you’re being careful not to touch me as much as possible. How insulting. I, who have lived nobly without shedding a single drop of sweat until now, have been rolling around in this dirt and dust only because of you.”

“I wasn’t the one who told Lord Giyermo not to use magic…”

“Enough, I understand. You don’t even want to touch me now that I’ve become dirty from not being able to use magic.”

Giyermo cut off Evnia’s words with a sullen attitude.

At this, Evnia let out a light sigh.

She firmly wiped under his chin while speaking as if scolding him.

“It’s because I have my gloves off right now. Originally, a lady shouldn’t let her bare skin touch that of a man who isn’t her husband.”

“Why not?”

“Because that’s something that should only be allowed with one’s husband.”

“What a foolish restriction. I don’t think I’ve ever seen men being careful about such things.”

“Learn it now. It’s quite an important rule among humans.”

“Then we’ve already broken the rule.”

“…”

“I don’t particularly remember being punished for it, so can’t we break it again in the future?”

At Giyermo’s question, Evnia closed her mouth with a flustered expression.

Giyermo glanced down at her rough fingertips and recalled the time he had put them in his mouth.

The soft texture and sweet scent of flesh spreading in his mouth, the taste of woman he had felt with his tongue tip at that moment.

That had been a better experience than expected.

Perhaps it had become quite a special entertainment.

If given the chance, he wanted to taste her body once more.

“This butler here is quite peculiar, isn’t he?”

Just then, someone called out from behind.

Turning his head to check where the sound came from, he could see several villagers approaching this way.

It was when Giyermo was watching them warily.

A middle-aged man who appeared to be the eldest met his gaze with an incredulous look and said.

“Do they determine hierarchy by first-come-first-served at that castle? What kind of butler stands with his back straight like a master and receives service from his lady?”

At this, Giyermo recalled the countless plays he had watched.

While it was certainly proper to bow one’s head when receiving orders, it seemed the servants didn’t constantly grovel, so perhaps I was mistaken about something.

But he also had memories of witnessing actors perform similar behaviors to theirs.

Giyermo asked himself in a tone suggesting something was strange.

“Didn’t the lady wipe the knight’s sweat?”

“That never happened.”

Perhaps fearing what misunderstanding might arise, Evnia hastily cut him off.

In the meantime, she had already withdrawn her arm from Giyermo and stepped back.

Evnia explained on his behalf with an awkward expression.

“Even though he looks human on the outside, he’s actually from a different race, so he doesn’t know much about the human world. He doesn’t mean any harm by it, so please look upon him favorably.”

“Well, he does seem to have a screw loose somewhere…”

The man who had been looking Giyermo up and down with curiosity suddenly patted his back without warning.

From the atmosphere, it didn’t seem like he was picking a fight, but his hand was quite heavy for encouragement.

While Giyermo’s thoughts came to a halt, the man who had finished brushing off the remaining dirt from his clothes soon turned toward the pit.

That is, toward the scene of the problem where there had been a hole but it had disappeared.

“Now, we just need to finish this and we’re done, so let’s all put in a little more effort.”

The man spoke encouragingly to his companions who had followed.

Only then did Giyermo come to his senses and step forward to stop them.

“Wait, what are you trying to do?”

“…Is the work here finished? Should we cover it back up with dirt?”

“What terrible words! Step aside, I’ll finish digging it out.”

“Hey, we were planning to dig too, so you folks go rest over there.”

At this, Giyermo tilted his head slightly as if he didn’t quite understand.

He had unconsciously shown a defensive attitude as they approached the pit that contained his blood, sweat, and tears, but contrary to his earlier worries, the other party didn’t seem to intend to ruin his achievement.

In a way, it was natural. After all, they had originally gathered here with the same purpose.

Nevertheless, if there was a reason Giyermo couldn’t readily trust them…

“You’d take over this hardship for me?”

It was because this was something he would never do himself.

If he had finished his share of work, he would quickly go home and rest, so why would he volunteer for overtime work?

When Giyermo looked at them as if asking if they were fools, one of the strong men spoke in a dumbfounded voice.

“…Isn’t that what we should be asking you?”

“That’s right. You’ve worked so hard until now, so we’ll handle the finishing touches.”

“Please rest in the shade. You’ve been working continuously since earlier, and you’ll get body aches at this rate. Oh my, someone who’s probably never weeded a field once has gotten all his expensive clothes dirty…”

Once one person started, worried voices continued to follow.

Giyermo was rarely at a loss for words.

Evnia gently took Giyermo’s arm and pulled him along, saying.

“Lord Giyermo, the villagers have set up a resting place under that tree over there. Let’s go together.”

Giyermo followed her slowly with reluctant steps.

After pondering deeply for a moment, he spoke.

“I think I’ve already learned one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“Visual effects are important in everything. I’ll have to keep that in mind for the future.”

Evnia looked up at him with eyes that seemed to ask what he meant.

Giyermo elaborated nonchalantly.

“Does using abilities look easy? I don’t remember ever receiving proper thanks. But here, everyone’s being so grateful just because I sweated a little under the scorching sun. All I did was dig a few holes in the ground.”

“But it was incredibly difficult.”

“If I had used magic, I could have finished everything in less than 10 minutes. Do ordinary humans always live doing such inefficient things? And with such frail bodies?”

“There are people here who turned forests into fields.”

“What foolish things I’m seeing. There are fields everywhere in this world, so why do they insist on farming in forests?”

“Usually the good land already has owners. Just as most people are born without abilities, very few people can use that land. So people with nothing are inevitably pushed to increasingly barren places.”

Evnia explained in a gentle voice.

Her claim that she knew more about people than he did wasn’t empty boasting, as she gave clear answers to whatever he asked.

Listening to her calm voice, he somehow felt as if he too might be able to understand a little about the creature called humans that had been so incomprehensible to him.

Finally, their steps reached under the shade of the tree.

Not far from there, villagers were gathered sitting together, cooling their flushed red faces in the breeze.

She stood there blankly watching that scene, then soon turned her gaze to Giyermo.

She showed him a smile of unknown meaning and said.

“There are people who can barely survive only by doing such things. Please have pity on them.”

No, the thought that he might be able to understand was indeed a mistake after all.

Does he still know so little about this woman?

Feeling as if she might disappear soon if he didn’t hold onto her, it was when Giyermo impulsively reached out his hand toward her.

Suddenly, the sound of someone screaming came from the entrance to the path leading to the mountain.

“Wild boar! A wild boar has appeared on the mountain! Everyone come help!”

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