Chapter 219: Rothsport
After a badass performance a while ago, now he had to show more emotions in front of so people he just t. Well, there was nothing he could do about it since Miss Liz’s remark was truly funny and the reaction of Rossbert.
Even Zennie herself chuckled at it. Also, they had no idea of Eman’s circumstances. So they only thought he was a jolly person inside.
Zennie felt amused as she stared at him. She felt like there was so deep in his laugh. But she could not tell what it was.
Regardless, Eman learned that Miss Liz wasn’t just a random servant to Zennie. She was like her guardian from birth. She was the one who tended her while she was still a child. So their relationship wasn’t just a simple servant and mistress.
Also, regarding Miss Liz and Rossbert’s relation, they seed to be closed.
One of the guards told him a while ago that Mr. Rossbert was part of the Guardian Guild assigned in the town where Zennie lives.
He was able to find out little about them when he was conversing with Zennie Just now. But since Zennie was too reserved with her answers, he did not persist and avoided asking personal questions.
.....
He understood her. After all, they just t. And nobles tend to have this kind of personality. They avoid disclosing more information than necessary.
But perhaps, he could learn more bit by bit. After all, it was still the second day of their trip. So there was still more ti to understand each other.
Eman also learned that Zennie was actually the second daughter of the governing lord in the town of Rothsport. And her family na was also Rothsport.
After knowing that the na of the town was also the na of their family, “So, your ancestor was the founder of that town?” Eman asked.
“Yes.”
Zennie nodded.
“Not only that. The Rothsport family is loved by the people of Rothsport.” Rossbert suddenly chid in while puffing his chest. He must be proud of them.
If even Rossbert, who was not a blood relative, felt so proud for them, the Rothsport family must be truly loved by their people.
Eman noticed Zennie looking slightly embarrassed. It must be awkward for her to hear that soone boasted about her family in her presence. Although she should have felt proud, Zennie could not help but feel awkward.
anwhile, they were sitting around the bonfire while conversing. It was already night. The group decided to take a detour to let the night pass. It was dangerous to travel at night ti. Many hostile beasts and monsters were roaming around. So after discovering an area which they believed was safer, they did not waste their ti and build their conventional tents around. The guards would be their lookouts. On the other hand, the coachman was calmly talking with them, like a normal person.
They were camping beside a river and on the opposite was a wide prairie. There was a forest in the distance but it was about a kiloter away.
Miss Liz was preparing their food.
To help Zennie recover, he intentionally diverted the topic. “Uncle Rossbert, so I heard you are from the guardian guild.” Eman settled on calling him uncle rather than big brother.
Rossbert wondered where Eman heard it.
Eman beckoned to the direction of the guards who were rely talking along with the coachman.
“Oh, these fellas. Fufu,” Rossbert brimd. “Right, I have been a mber of the Guardian Guild for almost 15 years now.”
“To be in service for 15 years already, isn’t that admirable?”
“I also heard that being a mber of the guardian guild was a dangerous profession. Their life was in constant danger because of dangerous missions.”
Eman said while taking the cup of tea that Miss Liz handed to him.
“Thanks, Miss Liz.” He thanked her.
Miss Liz just slightly bowed at him before handing another cup to Zennie and Rossbert.
After taking the cup of tea from Miss Liz, Rossbert also said his thanks before replying to Eman. He showed a bitter smile before opening his mouth. “Well, in truth, it was also true in the other guilds. Being in the guild was dangerous indeed. Especially to the newbies.”
“I also heard that Uncle Rossbert is a gold rank guardian. Perhaps Uncle Rossbert was an aweso guardian like everybody said.”
“HAHAHA!” Suddenly Rossbert broke into a huge laugh which took everyone’s attention. “Don’t get so exaggerated, Eman,” Rossbert laughed, causing a spill on his tea.
“Ora!”
Miss Liz glared.
A chill rundown his spine when he noticed those eyes. “Ahaha, sorry, sorry,” He hastily said his sorry like a child who was afraid to be reprimanded.
To reply on Rossbert’s last statent, he opened his mouth again after Rossbert said his sorry to Miss Liz. “Looking at how Uncle Rossbert saved everyone a while ago, I couldn’t find any reason to argue with it.” At Eman’s next words, Rossbert found himself couldn’t rebut.
“Well, that’s my job. And also, everyone here was like a family to .”
Zennie was silently sipping her tea while listening to their conversation. From ti to ti, she sneaks a glance at the soundlessly sleeping Eina on Eman’s lap.
For so reason, she looked so adorable and tempted her to poke her face. But she endure the thought.
Upon hearing Rossbert’s reply, Eman wondered how close these people were towards each other. They seed to be like families based on how they treated everyone.
“Is Uncle Rossbert from a noble family as well?” Eman found his resolve to ask a slightly personal question when he felt their conversation flow smoothly.
“Er, I’m not.”
Rossbert imdiately denied it.
He sighed exasperatedly. Eman noticed the change in Rossbert’s expression. Now he has a serious face. “I used to live in a slum. But in a fateful encounter, I t Zennie’s grandfather and brought to the Rothsforth domain. My life had started to beco better over there...”
Rossbert started reminiscing and told Eman his past life.
This surprised him. He didn’t expect that Rossbert was actually from the slum. Rossbert’s life story amused him. It’s like reading a fantasy novel back on earth. He felt a little nostalgic upon listening to him.
Just that, it truly surprised him that Rossbert was actually from the slum. And he suffered a lot while living in there.
When only Zennie and Eman left near the bonfire, “So Miss Zennie was a popular person in the Rothsport, huh.” Eman opened up a question.
Zennie, who happened to hear it, suddenly turned red and hastily waved her hands in front of her face. “Eh? Ah! I-I, I am not!” She said abashedly.
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