Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

"Mimier, I heard that you guys have accepted a mission to go to Bellagio, right? We are going to Bellagio too, leaving tomorrow, let's go together."

The male swordsman carrying a heavy sword and his companion sat opposite the demihuman adventurer with bear ears. Just as he was about to reach out to pour the wine on the table, he was hit on the hand by the person opposite him.

"You still want to take advantage of our wine? I know you just completed a mission and received a lot of commission."

Mimir picked up the wine jug and handed it to his teammate, then leaned back in his chair to negotiate terms with the other party.

"Don't think I don't know that you don't have a magician and don't know the way. If you want to go to Bellagio with us, you have to first tell us what benefits you can bring to us..." She was halfway through her words when she was suddenly attracted by a black-haired magician coming down from upstairs. He was a handsome young man she had never seen before, but he looked familiar. So under the surprised gaze of everyone at the table, Mimir stood up to greet him.

"Mr. Magician, do you have your own team of adventurers? If not, would you like to consider joining my team?"

"Thank you for your invitation. Unfortunately, my adventure is about to end, and my family hopes that I can go home earlier. If there is a chance in the future, I hope to join your team." Xie Wei looked at Mimir, who had grown taller and stronger in the past few years. The sub-human female warrior was still as outgoing as before.

The goblin Sigma saw Mimir stopping a young magician and trying to persuade him to join their adventurer team. He didn't know if it was because he drank too much, but he always felt that the magician looked particularly familiar, so he asked his other two teammates: "Have we seen that magician somewhere before?"

Archer Gordon stroked his chin and said, "It's the first time I've seen you, but I feel very familiar with you."

Evelyn, a junior water magician, looked up and down at the magician who was talking to Mimir several times, then shook her head: "I haven't seen him. He is an intermediate high-level magician. Well, maybe more than intermediate high-level. If you have seen him, I will definitely have an impression of him. It is possible that you have seen him before, before I joined the team."

Mimir had expected to be rejected by Xie Wei. Although she felt a little regretful, she was not the kind of person who would make a fuss. What's more, the other party had seriously explained the reason for the rejection and said such nice words.

It's rare to find a high-level magician who is so polite.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Xie. As long as our team exists, you are always welcome to join us."

"I am also very happy to meet you, Ms. Mimir."

The two of them clenched their fists and gently touched each other's hands, saying goodbye.

Xie Wei smiled and nodded at the members of Mimir's team from a distance of several meters as a greeting, and then went to the hotel counter to check out of the room he had rented for more than a month.

……

On the afternoon of May 972, 5, in the bedroom of the eldest prince of the Hesedon Empire's capital, in the castle of Geldona.

Her Royal Highness Princess Florence, who returned to the imperial capital a week ago, received a secret letter from the Far North Territory. In addition to words of gratitude, the letter also contained a sincere apology from the new lord Gibb.

He apologized for the manuscript on the analysis of the banned potion that his partner brought to the snowfield with Florence, the scroll of the slave contract magic circuit that had been disassembled for the most part, and the fact that some radical Paraso people had betrayed the Far North Territory.

Although they said they were rebelling, they did not betray the Parasos. Instead, they betrayed their faith and left the snowfield. They were dissatisfied with Gib's conservative choice to retreat to the snowfield, and decided to use more radical ways to avenge their dead family members and tribesmen.

“Florence, do you remember the map you gave me when I went to the United States of Tilatno a few years ago? It was the map that marked the location of the cave where the Lagu Lagu fruit was located. I can’t find it no matter how hard I try.

That year I brought back 500 fruits for Egger. He could only eat two a day at most. After a few months, Egger got tired of it and said he never wanted to see Lagu Lagu fruit again. But guess what? He wanted to eat it again.

Elias' voice came from outside the study. Florence, who was sitting at the table, put down the letter in her hand and took out a small wooden box from the space ring.

She couldn't quite remember where the map that Elias mentioned was placed. She could feel that some of the memories in her mind were gradually becoming blurred. She also knew that by tomorrow, some of the memories would completely disappear from her current memory.

Handing the box of fresh ragù ragù to her partner who had already walked to the table, Florence rubbed her forehead.

"You keep pampering him like this, and you'll spoil him. You always give him a hundred times or a thousand times what he wants. Ilias, we can't pamper him forever. Here are 50 of them. When he finishes them, if he still wants more, it won't be too late to send someone to pick them for him."

"I know he will grow up soon and I can't always treat him like a child, but that's why I want to meet all his requests while he's still young. I want to love him well and give him everything I can, so that when he grows up he will know how to love others and himself. Florence, your idea is right, but mine is not wrong either."

Taking the box of ragula fruits, Ilias leaned over to his partner across the table and spoke softly.

"Another reason is that Egger looks a lot like you. You know, it's hard for me to refuse any of your requests."

Elias's long curly hair cascaded down as he moved, and the white-gold hair fell on Florence's cheeks...

Nine p.m.

With his slightly curly semi-long hair tied into a small knot at the back of his head, Little Prince Egbert squatted in front of his parents' bedroom with his face in his hands. Two maids stood on his left and two knights stood on his right.

The maid held the little prince's pillow and gently coaxed him back to his room, while the knight was ready to carry the little prince, who was wearing a nightgown and barefoot and wanted to sleep with his parents, back to his room.

Seeing that little Prince Egbert began to yawn, the knights and maids were about to coax him back to his room, but the door behind them suddenly opened.

The Crown Prince, wearing a long silk nightgown and seemingly having just taken a bath, held Little Prince Egbert in his arms with one hand, then gently closed the door and carried his eldest son to the bedroom downstairs.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning on May 972, 5, in the courtyard of the eldest prince's bedroom in the castle of Geldona, the capital of the Hesedon Empire.

As usual, after practicing swordsmanship, Prince Egbert went to the flower bed to see if his mother's roses had bloomed. He was surprised to find that among the Cecilia rose bushes planted in the soil of Bellagio, a small rose bud had bloomed.