Extraordinary – Ordinary – Soap!

"When Mr. Gaius returns, let's finish greeting him and return to the King's Capital. Oh, we have to stop by Hathaway before then."

"To Hathaway?

I asked back in surprise, as a nostalgic hometown had emerged from Mr. Ceres's mouth.

"Yeah, I can't find you much, so I've been asking your father and mother's grave for the thought of straw. I'll never be alone in the future, so let me see you."

Seems a little illuminating, Mr. Ceres laughs. What can you say to me when you say, "So I have to thank you for the report I found"?

What brings me here is joy and sorrow. The feeling that you've put so much effort into it and that you've been able to look for it that hard just as hard winds the vortex.

"You know, I might really like it when I get back to King's Capital, but Hathaway is Lucia's hometown, and I wonder if I could put my place in the temple here, or something... what do you think of Lucia? Will you be my wife early?

In a word from your wife, heat builds up on your face. I'm just so glad that I could be the wife of someone I like the most, just because I thought I wouldn't be getting married for the rest of my life.

......... Oh, wait a minute. I think I forgot something. Yes, we never get married...... yes! I can't marry you, me!

"Wait!

When I was having a conversation with Mr. Ceres, I realized that (...).

Ma'am, that's what I thought would happen if I married Mr. Ceres.

"Mr. Ceres...... I, what shall I do!

"Lucia?"

Mr. Ceres looked surprised at me when I turned blue.

"Ma'am... I can't be!

"Eh!?"

I was half crying, but it was Mr. Ceres who panicked more than that.

"hey, why!? hey, i hated you!? i knew no!?"

"No! You can't hate me! No, I... have a family registry."

I, who was publicly dead, told it in a small voice, chewing my lips off. If “Lucia” is being treated as dead, I am now a ghost, so to speak. I can't get married.

It seemed like cold water was sprinkled with joy, and I was soggy. I can't be Mrs Ceres' wife when I see someone I love more than anyone else and they confirm how we feel about each other.

"Yeah, you know what?"

But when I heard what I said, Mr. Ceres broke his face as relieved. When he is pompous, Mr. Ceres explains it in a gentle tone.

"It's okay, you're supposed to be alive. Because His Majesty Edoardo is making immediate arrangements."

Having heard Mr Ceres explain, I cried again not too much of a relief, which would have troubled Mr Ceres in a different way. I'm glad you hugged me until I stopped crying, and it's Nisho who cried even more.

A while after I stopped crying, Mr. Gaius came with the village chief.

"Thank you for everything."

When I returned to Tarai the cloth that was cooling my eyes, I bowed my head deeply in the face of the village chief. The village chief grins deeply when he appreciates the warm welcome he has received in this village over the past few months.

"Though I thought it was a reasonable young lady, I didn't know that Guide was the wife of the Dragon Killer Hero."

To the village chief, who laughed funny, I blushed. "I'm not your wife yet," he said, correcting it with a small voice is the best I can do.

"Truly, thank you all for protecting her. I don't know how to thank you."

Mr. Ceres, who stands in such a way as to lean against me, likewise bows his head.

"I didn't do anything. Say thank you to Olga and the others."

"Yes, I would like to thank you again before I leave."

Really, I won't bow my head to Mr. Olga or anything. It was Mr. Olga, who baked me all kinds of care when I was desperate and “just alive".

I never thought there would be a day to say goodbye to those Olga ladies, but I want to tell them thank you properly before I say goodbye.