(Risking My Life) Proposing to Miss Hazel - Chapter 57

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Chapter 57

 

Hiccup.

 

I suddenly hiccupped at the unexpected interrogation.

 

Did that bastard bother me?

 

I had only told him about Gwen’s nephew being a spy, not mentioning a single word of his foul-smelling remarks.

 

Felix had caught on with his amazing intuition.

 

‘Mr. Felix was a scary person after all.’

 

When I avoided answering by pretending to hiccup, Felix stood up, brushing off his fists.

 

It would be less scary if he at least grabbed a tool, but bare-fisted Mr. Felix was unmanageable.

 

I hurriedly grabbed his sleeve to prevent Felix from becoming a murderer.

 

“Stay, hiccup, still. He already got divine punishment.”

 

“What divine punishment.”

 

“You’ll find out when we go to the village later.”

 

“Hazel….”

 

“Sit down quickly.”

 

Felix sat back down, clearly showing his displeasure.

 

I barely stopped hiccupping and took a spoonful of butternut squash soup.

 

The smooth cream and sweet, savory flavor of butternut squash richly wrapped around my tongue.

 

It was a heavenly taste that instantly opened my eyes. I couldn’t detect even a trace of onion.

 

Though it seemed like Monica’s seasoning set had been used.

 

“It’s really delicious. Felix, you should eat too.”

 

“…Yeah.”

 

Felix reluctantly picked up his spoon. His expression looked ominous, as if he was pondering something.

 

It’s nice that he worries about me, but dealing with traitors isn’t a problem Felix can solve.

 

I emptied the butternut squash soup until I could see the bottom and asked for another bowl.

 

Only then did Felix speak in a much more relaxed voice.

 

“Is it that delicious?”

 

“This is the best breakfast you’ve ever made for me. Be honest. What seasoning did you put in?”

 

“I didn’t put any in.”

 

“Your nose grows long if you lie.”

 

“Strange, why didn’t Hazel’s nose grow long?”

 

Felix glared at me while ladling soup until it was about to overflow. I shamelessly lifted my nose.

 

“I don’t lie.”

 

I just don’t say certain things.

 

Mr. Felix snorted as if he understood the hidden meaning.

 

“Right, what a good little sister.”

 

“Good that you know. Felix, eat your meal quickly too.”

 

“Don’t just eat soup, eat the omelet too.”

 

I found chewing solid food bothersome today, but I cleaned my plate in case Felix might worry. My mood improved considerably with a full stomach.

 

Perhaps having Felix who understands my heart without me saying anything is what makes me feel secure.

 

As soon as I finished eating, I approached Felix who was washing dishes and poked his side.

 

I poked his lower latissimus dorsi, and a dimple appeared. He responded with a voice tinged with laughter.

 

“What. Why.”

 

“Nothing….”

 

“You just came to pick a fight, didn’t you?”

 

I nodded with a big grin. Mr. Felix shook his head as if exasperated.

 

“Felix, but you know….”

 

“What are you trying to say with all that buildup.”

 

“You really didn’t put onions in the soup, right?”

 

***

 

“Kokko, let’s go in.”

 

“Kokko, kokko kokko.”

 

I followed Kokko, who seemed particularly dignified today, into Monica’s house.

 

Before work, I was attending a village meeting to eliminate the spies.

 

Monica greeted me with her usual energetic voice.

 

“Hazel, you’re here? Did you have breakfast?”

 

“Of course. I had two whole bowls of butternut squash cream soup.”

 

She patted my shoulder approvingly. For reference, Monica knows everything that happened yesterday. Including how those traitor bastards spoke of the government with their filthy mouths.

 

It’s no secret that right after hearing my story, she dusted her fists with flour and went up the mountain. Naturally, Kokko followed her.

 

When I petted the admirable Kokko, Kokko wiggled her bottom.

 

“Kokko looks happy.”

 

“Kokko laid two eggs today.”

 

“Wow, that’s amazing?”

 

Kokko responded primly as if she knew it too, then scurried outside.

 

It was to greet other guests.

 

Today’s village meeting members are Monica, Uncle Franz, Anna, and Uncle Paul.

 

The most upright, devoted people in the village who take pride in their work, and simultaneously-.

 

A gathering of people with loud voices and strong fighting power.

 

In other words, a crisis response specialist team. The only four people who could beat Felix’s back when he was at his most troublesome.

 

Thanks to these people, Ruden Village doesn’t need a village chief.

 

Long ago there was a time when there was a village chief, but when the four saw the chief colluding with the previous lord to oppress the villagers, they started a revolution that very day and brought down the chief.

 

That chief was driven from the village and never returned. There are rumors he was quietly buried in the mountain, but I didn’t bother to confirm it.

 

“Hazel, you were here first.”

 

“Good work. Come sit down.”

 

They seemed to have received a rough account from Monica.

 

Their mouths were smiling, but their facial muscles were stiff, and their eyes were full of anger. It was a look that would make even wild beasts tuck their tails.

 

Our village people are usually gentle, but they’re not pushovers.

 

They obey the lord without complaint only because the outside situation is so chaotic that they don’t want to cause internal strife.

 

They’re not naturally docile.

 

Uncle Paul clicked his tongue and opened the conversation.

 

“His lordship is really doing all sorts of things now that we’ve been watching and waiting.”

 

Anna ground her teeth.

 

“Look, I understand raising taxes. Sending spies isn’t a first-time thing either, we could let it slide quietly. But touching our child?”

 

Uncle Franz slammed the table with his fist.

 

“We should have figured out that worthless Axel when he comes to collect taxes once a month.”

 

Monica held my hand tightly and spoke as if lamenting.

 

“Hazel, I should have stopped that bastard Axel long ago. I’m sorry I just watched because you seemed to handle things well.”

 

“…No, no. Why are you apologizing, ma’am.”

 

The anger points of the village aunts and uncles were completely different from what I had expected.

 

I thought the village meeting topic would be ‘How to deal with traitors who communicate with Cromwell Castle.’

 

But the topic seemed to have changed to ‘Beating up Axel.’

 

I subtly changed the subject to return to the original topic.

 

“But, does Uncle Gwen know his nephew is a spy? He said the other spy also came to the village because he’s that nephew’s friend.”

 

Uncle Paul clicked his tongue once more.

 

“Gwen doesn’t get along well with his nephew either. When he first had to take him in, he didn’t seem welcoming. With that friend too, he suddenly had two more mouths to feed at home.”

 

Uncle Franz added in a dark voice.

 

“There are many ways to get both of them out of the village without anyone knowing, but the problem is the increase of outsiders in the village. Spies could appear again anytime.”

 

“We can just leave the spy alone for now. The information he’ll deliver to the Lord won’t be much anyway. What’s important is that this spy had bad intentions toward Hazel.”

 

Everyone nodded as if agreeing with Anna’s summary.

 

I’ll omit the conversation that followed to protect the image of the aunties and uncles.

 

The gist of what was decided was this:

 

“Hazel, you won’t be seeing those guys in the village starting tomorrow.”

 

“There won’t be any trouble either, so don’t worry about anything.”

 

“Y-yes. Thank you.”

 

My voice trembled as I expressed my gratitude.

 

The people of our village were so reliable and….

 

A little scary.

 

***

 

“Mayor, what are you doing?”

 

“I’m giving purification water to the bouquet.”

 

Lucas Aden sprayed diluted purification water onto the lampflower bouquet arranged in the vase.

 

The Mayor’s aide tilted his head in confusion.

 

‘The Mayor has been acting strange lately….’

 

Benu’s mayor had clearly been different from before recently.

 

Not only had the dark circles under his eyes faded, but his sharp atmosphere had softened, and he even smiled out of nowhere.

 

Everyone thought the Mayor’s personality had brightened after his insomnia was resolved, but his aide, who had observed him for a long time, thought differently.

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