Volume 9 Chapter 8: Heading Home

"Yeah, we will be staying at your mansion for the entire break."

"..." Keith paused before questioning, "Does Uncle Julius know about this?" He might actually go crazy if Carolyn went solo on this. The thought of it made him shiver. The king planned to kill him when he heard about how the two kissed. And the look he made as he pecked her forehead was just...frightening.

"Relax," Carolyn waved, "Here's a letter from my father. He told me to give it to you."

"Here's one from my father as well," Krystal also had one from Edmund. Keith opened the letter from Julius first.

Kid. My daughter is going to stay in your region for the break...

Are you kidding me?

The writing at the end of this sentence was jagged. Clearly, he didn't want to do this! Okay, at least he wrote it clearly in the following sentence.

After what occurred, I need to do some cleanup. And don't you dare flirt with my daughter! I don't accept this relationship! DO IT, AND I WILL END YOU!

"..." This was totally expected from a doting father. Keith then opened the other letter.

Keith, my daughter will stay in your region for the rest of the break. Because of what happened at the duchy, we still need to take out many people. I don't want my daughter to see that. I've discussed this with the Marquis Freed, and he said it was fine. Please take care of my daughter. And you don't need to worry about the bakery and merchant shop; I will look after it.

"..." There's such a difference. Both messages were telling him they would stay together. Yet, the feeling was so different; it was just drastic.

Makes sense. Reading the contents, it was unsurprising that they would send their daughters away. Both families needed a cleanup. The Rustchil duchy had Rodrick Rustchil, who tried to upset the grand duchy by poisoning the grand duchess and then replacing critical figures with his people.

They had resolved a good amount. But that didn't mean there were no traitors left; it was time for them to take out the stragglers.

The same thing was going down in the royal family. Felix and Doyle. These two guys needed to be taken out as well. Felix had basically made a deal with Alger to sacrifice Carolyn to become the crown prince. Doyle was also found to be involved. That was why he wasn't in class anymore.

Yeah, both needed to do a lot of cleanup.

"Sure, you two can stay at my home." They were more than welcome. Hearing all of this, Carolyn and Krystal's expressions brightened tenfold. Well, even if Keith said no, they would still do it.

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"Let's go!" There was no point in waiting here as the group was ready to set off. But as they did so,

"We're not going to go through the teleportation gate?"

"Nope. Waste of coins."

"…" You know you can't say that, right? It didn't make sense after how many coins he had thrown away.

"I've already told my family about it. It would be pleasant to go on a camping trip with the five of you," Keith grinned, "And we'll be passing by the Stillword territory first." Jack and Sarah planned to take the carriage to their home. That was why the two hitched a ride with him.

"Keith, you didn't have to."

"It's fine. And besides, I hate the idea of going through the gates all of the time," It ruined the fun of adventuring. And like that, they were off. The marquis knights had surrounded the area.

After some time, they had stopped to take a break,

"Alright, I guess I'm on cooking duty." Keith cracked his neck back and forth. It was time for him to do some cooking for all of them. As he did so, the knights were smiling,

"It's so great to have the young master's cooking again!"

"Indeed!"

"I couldn't forget about it!"

This taste! It had been so long since they had something as tasty as this. However, Keith tilted his head, "Didn't you guys have Gus cooking for you?" He learned most of his techniques.

"Of course! But it's nothing compared to your cooking, Young Master!" One knight sounded.

That was when the other knights chimed in as well. It was quite a predicament. After the group had finished their meal, they decided to go to bed. Keith and Jack were in one tent while the rest of the girls were in the other.

"How about we add the bow onto his neck? That would definitely make him cuter?"

"If you add this one to the tail, it would be great as well."

"Hah! Can you guys not talk so loud?!" Keith groaned. These tents were not soundproof. With those words, the man returned to bed. That was only for a few hours before he woke up. A sigh came from his mouth. He walked out and saw the knights on standby.

That was when the knights nudged their heads to one side. Going there, he saw Carolyn using magic. She had been channeling mana into her hand.

"How long has she been at it?" Krystal and Sarah with her.

"…3 hours," Sarah frowned.

"You know doing this while you're all tired out is only going to do worse," Keith called out to the girl.

Carolyn sighed, "But I need to get used to celestial magic." That was a must. Celestial magic. This magic was quite powerful, and the Philosopher Kingdom wanted to use this power to cement itself as the strongest kingdom.

"I've been listening to all of Alger's words when using it. But that was the wrong way. I need to relearn everything from scratch." Alger had taught her the spells. However, it was a rush job. She had learned everything so quickly that she couldn't control any of them. That would do more harm than good.

"…" Keith sighed as he patted the girl's head, "There's no need for you to overwork like this. You already have an understanding of it." Yes, Alger had rushed her, but she had a foundation. Weak, but they could add more to it.

"…You always say these things."

"Just calm down and do so," Keith sighed, "Come on, you three. Drink this; it'll help you sleep. We have a long journey ahead of us."

"Thank you," It was a glass of warm milk.

"By the way, where is my brother?" Sarah tilted her head,

"Oh, he's sleeping like a log."

"…" Sarah held her head, "That blockhead could sleep through anything."

"Pff,"