Ch 210

After entrusting the letter to a soldier, I returned to the office and pulled out Gunther’s marriage certificate from the drawer.

The number of people who can write are limited so the person who wrote this is probably not someone related to them but the village mayor or an expert. Gunther’s parents’ house is already gone and he doesn’t belong to any village now so naturally this certificate was probably delivered from his wife’s village.

After confirming the name of the Neza village’s mayor at the end of the document, I decided to immediately verify the matter. Can’t possibly keep this marriage certificate on hold for so long, after all.

And as I was going, I thought I might as well take Mefuri along with me as she seemed free.  I went to the room she was supposed to be in.

“Mefuri. I came to deliver the laundry….. Ah, Eliza-sama.”

I encountered Vanita along the way, who was calling out to Mefuri with his awkward Arkshia language while knocking on the door.

Looks like he was helping the maids. I didn’t really ask him to do anything specific so he is apparently doing it voluntarily.

“Vanita?”

For just a moment there, his face distorted very awkwardly but then he stepped back a few steps to let me stand in front of the door.

Mefuri was particularly avoiding Vanita. To be honest, I didn’t think Vanita would be thinking of meeting Mefuri either but it seems like I was wrong.

“…..Mefuri, it’s me. I am opening the door.”

I did knock and call out to her but as Vanita was with me, she didn’t reply. Without paying it any heed, I opened the door to find Mefuri in front of the open window, staring at me.

Well, from the looks of it, she doesn’t have a weapon so even if Vanita tried to enter she probably would’ve only tried to escape. Seems like she doesn’t plan on causing a ruckus.

“Seems like Vanita came to deliver the laundry.”

“…..Put them in front of the room. Vanita doesn’t want to meet me either, right?”

What are you doing, the victim is trying to meet half way and you, being the wrong-doer, are rejecting?

“Mefuri, go out and take your own laundry yourself from Vanita.”

Enduring my urge to sigh, I ordered her clearly. With a frozen expression, she sluggishly moved away from the wall.

And then she timidly took her laundry from Vanita, who was idly standing in front of the room.

…..is that really avoiding contact? It would have been one thing if Vanita was the one avoiding, but why is Mefuri the one avoiding?

I hear her magic gets more and more broken the more time you put into it. She can’t possibly turn the other into a bomb from just the trivial contact from everyday life.

Vanita was watching the assailant, Mefuri, be extremely frightened, with an indescribable expression.

Sighing in my mind, I thought about what I could do about these two. Mefuri and Vanita will have to live together in this mansion for the next few years. I was planning on giving them some sort of a job or educating them once they get used to living here but it won’t start if they don’t even meet face to face and keep avoiding contact.

…..Alright. This might be a bit forceful but I need to change the situation.

“Vanita. Do you have any plans after this?”

“Eh? No, I don’t, ma’am.”