My Dream is to Get My Own House - Chapter 111

Episode 111

The dangerous and dark shadow cast over Mung Mungi’s body.

It is none other than…

“Why are you here?”

“Eek, wh-who is it?”

…It was Claude, his expression grim.

Flames flickered in Claude’s eyes.

“We need to catch that guy quickly. The one targeting our baby, that XX.”

“Me too? I’m going to see the contractor!”

“You must go.”

“Why do I have to go with you all the time?”

The young deity, Mung Mungi, was filled with stress.

Boing!

Soon, his small ears elongated and transformed into the appearance of a countryside puppy.

“Mum! Mum!”

Mung Mungi was hanging onto one of Claude’s arms and could only dash behind Dylan’s back.

Seeing Mung Mungi struggling, Claude spoke gently.

“Because your role as a deity is crucial for catching those rascals.”

Mung Mungi gradually stopped resisting and pricked up his ears.

“Mum….”

I am somewhat important.

Without Mung Mungi, it would be a disaster for the country!

“Now, let’s hurry and head to the <Red Castle>.”

* * *

“Ah! It’s seriously so tiring!”

I let out a deep sigh and brushed my hair back.

This was the small river of Danube, located on the path leading out of the Saboia Territory.

The place was poorly maintained as hardly any residents from the territory lived here.

A weak dark magic was cast, and the river, once filled with filthy runoff, began to transform into a blue hue.

I gazed at the serene river and let out a contented sigh.

“It feels somewhat satisfying…”

Buffer mage Dayra was holding a pure mana crystal and smiling silently.

I sighed as I looked at the mana crystal in her hand and raised my own hand again.

Light poured from my hand, purifying the last traces of dirty water.

Using all my strength wasn’t easy; it was quite exhausting.

But if it meant dealing with the tiresome <Red Castle>!

However, speaking of which…

A few hours later.

After purifying the pollution from all the rivers, I became disheartened.

I looked at Dayra and Duke Saboia who had been by my side in silence, then rinsed my face.

“No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to feel the limit.”

As I pondered for a while, a new solution came to me.

The reason I felt the limit and fell down every time I tried to use the power of purification.

It was because I was trying to break the curse surrounding Dylan.

It must mean that the curse upon him is that strong.

However, I couldn’t summon the person holding Lotvart right now.

So, there’s only one solution.

“Should we go to Grand Duke Castilla? It seems we might reach a limit while purifying the powerful dark magic there.”

“That place could be really dangerous.”

“Even though Grandfather is there?”

In an instant, Duke Saboia’s lips twitched, unable to conceal his delight.

“I will provide protection, but…”

I lightly jabbed him.

“We have the strongest Grandfather in the world, so it’ll be fine!”

“Yeah, that’s fortunate.”

“I was worried about the Grand Duke of Castilla as well. It’s probably my husband’s territory-.”

“Ah, our baby has compassion for humanity.”

“Well, rather than compassion for humanity…”

It’s not compassion, it’s love.

Duke Saboia said firmly.

“Our baby’s feelings for the Grand Duke are compassionate, then.”

Perhaps he still doesn’t acknowledge Dylan.

I inwardly shook my head.

After all of this is over, I hope they’ll become closer. Maybe I should plan some kind of project.

“First, let’s go back to the castle and pack our things.”

That’s how we returned to the Saboia Castle first.

As I passed by the mansion, my eyes widened as I saw people coming out.

Henry and Sir Tov were exiting.

* * *

We couldn’t just dismiss the castle’s guests, so we decided to have dinner together.

As we sat down at the table, Henry and Sir Tov immediately began to complain.

“It seems His Grace the Duke dislikes me a lot.”

“I almost died….”

“…Well, actually, I was going to propose to Sir Tov, so maybe that’s why.”

To be precise, out of jealousy.

Sir Tov put down the knife he was holding on the table.

His expression had grown somewhat serious.

“Did you perhaps like me….?”

“No, absolutely not.”

“That’s a shame.”

Henry, who was nearby, blurted out as if possessed.

“Right, you, I mean, Lady Diana, said you were going to propose to Sir Tov! To get a house!”

“…If it’s about that, just say it comfortably. You remember.”

My dark history.

In order to move to the newlywed town, we had to get married!

Henry whispered with a meaningful expression.

“Destiny is really fascinating, isn’t it?”

Somehow, there was a weight to Henry’s expression.

Sir Tov also had a thoughtful expression, as if contemplating something.

“That’s right. But in the end, the connection between Dylan and me feels like fate.”

I nodded and finished my meal.

While looking at me like that, Sir Tov murmured softly.

“It’s destiny.”

“Huh?”

“Oh, no, it’s nothing.”

He smiled as usual, a gentle smile.

At that moment, Henry’s tone turned piercing.

“But Ishael, I mean, Lady Diana, doesn’t know Sir Tov’s surname, right?”

I flinched.

That rascal, really?

Sir Tov smiled softly and answered,

“There’s no need to hide it. I’m Tov Ralt.”

“…I’ll definitely remember from now on. Tov Ralt, Lord.”

At that moment, Henry whispered with a serious expression.

“Wait, do you know my surname?”

…I don’t know. I forgot.

“Henry Mockrin! We’ve been friends for a long time….”

As Henry enthusiastically shoved delicacies into his mouth, the dinner gathering with them came to an end without much significance.

After Henry Mockrin and Tov Ralt left, I returned to the castle.

I had to prepare a few things to go to the Duchy of Castiya.

However, suddenly, I felt uneasy from the small pouch where I had been holding the majung stone.

Without hesitation, I looked down at the pouch.

Upon closer inspection, I saw that there was a note inside the pouch alongside the majung stone.

The note was old and yellowed, as if it told the passage of time.

“Why is something like this here?”

I was certain that I had only placed the majung stone inside.

I frowned and unfolded the note.

[Anticipating the day we meet again]

‘Who left this? Henry? Sir Tov?’

I had forgotten what Henry’s handwriting looked like over time, and I naturally didn’t know Sir Tov’s handwriting.

I narrowed my eyebrows slightly and tucked the note back into the pocket.

It was a rather suspicious message, but I didn’t sense any dark magic.

‘I should show this to Grandfather.’

But there was something I needed to do before that.

I turned towards Dayra, who was following me like a shadow.

“Dayra, did you bring what I mentioned earlier?”

Dayra handed me a small magical device and whispered,

“Here it is. A video magical device to contact Grand Duke Castilla.”

* * *

Dylan blinked and looked at the message from Ishael.

Somehow, her cheeks seemed a bit pale.

Was she hurt somewhere?

Without waiting for him to react, Ishael was eagerly whispering.

“I’m going to the Duchy of Castilla.”

“It’s a dangerous place.”

“I’ll be with Grandfather, so it’s fine! I’ll visit the lakeside and near the Everwinter.”

“Still….”

As his words trailed off, Ishael stubbornly raised her head.

“Not dangerous at all…. Huh, hmph.”

“What’s going on?”

He was surprised to the point of almost retching.

Dylan was so shocked that his eyes nearly popped out as he tightly clutched the video device.

In an instant, the video device made a crackling sound and shattered.

He widened his eyes and stared at the broken video device.

There was a buzzing sound, but fortunately, there weren’t major issues with the video portion showing Ishael’s face.

Ishael, who was completely unaware that the video device had broken, sighed deeply as she brushed her dark hair aside.

“I push my strength to its limits, so sometimes I feel nauseous.”

“If there’s any way I can help… maybe share that pain with me, through some method…”

“Nah, it’s not possible. This is something I have to deal with on my own.”

Dylan’s eyebrows furrowed at her firm words.

Ishael spoke gently as if soothing him.

“Hmm… I think I need to replenish my energy now.”

“…Please take care even if I’m not there. By the way, what kind of dishes do you like?”

“Lately, I don’t have much appetite, but I eat new things too. Peaches are good too…”

“I understand.”

A list of new dishes flashed through Dylan’s mind and disappeared in an instant.

I should prepare some dishes to send soon.

He couldn’t trust anyone else’s hands.

Ishael, who had been looking at his perplexed expression, shook her hand as if in amusement.

“Well then, Sir Dylan, um, no, take care of your health too, my… husband!”

Without giving her a chance to respond, she abruptly turned off the video device.

‘Husband…?’

With a touch of emotion, Dylan gazed at the faded screen and then stashed the memory card into his pocket.

Now it was time to infiltrate the headquarters of the <Red Castle>.

However, just at that moment, he heard the sound of knights behind him engaging in conversation.

“Oh, I heard that the lady of the castle is pregnant these days.”

“Is that so?”

“Seems like her constitution might have changed. She even experiences morning sickness sometimes. I’m worried, really worried.”

“Hmm, I heard she’s been looking for divine foods during such times…”

While Dylan had been focused on health foods, his ears perked up like a curious cat upon hearing intriguing news.