The Falsely Executed Marquis’ Daughter Wants to Live Peacefully with Fluffy God Vol. 1 - Chapter 36 - Katariona Meets the Sword Saint of the

Translator: Jpkuroneko-chan

Editor: Jpkuroneko-chan

Author note (paraphrased by translator with the addition of my own notes to comnt): This chapter introduces the Sword Saint of the Wind. Hinoshima and Hinoshimaguni are a country. The author uses them interchangeably. It’s not a typo. I, however, (the TL) will typically use Hinoshima when referring to the country (can’t guarantee it’ll be consistent) and Hinoshimaguni when referring to the language.

“The kids in this country have no manners.”

Oh dear! This guy is a little bigoted, isn’t he? But, I don’t want to give a bad impression to my brother’s master.

“My apologies. I’m Katariona Yulia Grandeur. My brother is indebted to you.”

I hastily gave a curtsy and apologized.

“Grandeur? Brother? Ah, you’re Yuri’s younger sister. And what about those girls over there?”

I look over at Chris and Marie.

“I’m… Chris… Chris Paulford. It’s an honor to et the Sword Saint of the Wind.”

Paulford isn’t that my uncle’s family na? I guess it can’t be helped since she’s currently going incognito.

“I am Marie. I am Lady Katariona’s personal maid.”

He nods. Seemingly in a better mood now that we’ve introduced ourselves and apologized.

“I am Hikoshirouda Toujuuin.”

“Toujuuin? What a peculiar na.”

"In my country, the family na cos first. My na is Hikoshirou.”

It’s hard to pronounce. So, in my past life, I used to call him Tojurou.

“Hiroji--?”

“Hi--ji--?”

Chris and Marie found it difficult to pronounce his na and had their heads tilted to the side in confusion.

“...... just Tojurou is fine. It seems that my na is difficult to pronounce for people in this country.”

Ah, I give up.

“Um, Toujuro-sama, were you looking for sothing here?”

“Oh, yes. I was looking to see if there were any books on the confections and sweets from my holand.”

By any chance, is it that thing? There’s a sweet that’s made by kneading wheat flour (technically it’s a different kind of flour, but we don’t have it available here), which is then rolled up into a ball, and topped with so kind of bean paste. I think it was called “Dango.”

“Was it a sweet called Dango?”

“That’s it! Dango. Do you know how to make them?”

I’ve got an idea. I’ll have him read us a book in exchange for so Dango. The books on this shelf are written in the language from Tojurou-sama’s country, which I can’t read. I’m not sure why they’re written in another country’s language instead of ours, but considering the country’s situation at the ti, it might’ve been to prevent the books from leaking out to other countries.

“Yes. However, the dangos might taste different from the ones from Tojurou-sama’s country……”

Tojurou-sama’s face crumpled.

“No matter! Just make so dangos.”

Chris poked and prodded and gave an earful.

“Hey, Rio! Is it gonna be okay? Do you really know how to make those dangos and stuff?”

“Yes, leave it to . In return… “

I whispered a secret to Chris.

“I see. That’s a good idea.”

As for making the dangos, I rember seeing Tojurou-sama struggling to make sothing akin to dangos in my previous life. I rember hearing him mutter, “I wish I had so rice and adzuki beans.” As for these, ‘rice’ is a type of grain, while ‘azuki’ is a bean. And, among the plant seeds Chris had given were rice and adzuki beans. Flare’s bracelet was so versatile that it could even appraise plants.

“What are you sneakily whispering about to each other?”

I grinned at Tojurou-sama, who eyed suspiciously with a raised eyebrow.

“I have a favor to ask in return.”

“I didn’t say I’d take it for free. What do you want?”

Thinking I was going to ask him for money, he had started rummaging through his pockets.

"I need you to find a book that has the words 'History of the Kingdom of Findalia' or 'The Marquis de Grandeur' in the title. If you find it, I'd like you to read its contents as well. ...... how about it?”

Tojurou-san, who had been rummaging around for a while, smiled and patted on the head.

“Oh? Sothing like that is but a small price to pay in comparison.”

Tojurou-san carefully looked through the shelves, searching for the book I asked for.

In the anti, Chris, Marie, and I sat at a table in the closed stacks section.

“Tojurou’s clothes are quite strange, aren’t they?”

“It seems that he’s wearing traditional clothes from his country.”

Hinoshimaguni's national costu was unusual. It was simply a long garnt that reached above the ankles and was tied with a sash to keep it in place. On top of the long dress, they wore a kind of jacket.

“Rio seems to know Tojurou very well.”

I cringed. Aside from Marie, Chris doesn’t know that I’ve gone back in ti.

“Tojurou-sama is my brother’s master. My brother has told about him.”

I ca up with a quick lie. Sorry, Chris. I promise to tell you soti that I’ve gone back in ti.

“Is that so? Rio’s brother’s master is the legendary Tojurou, the Sword Saint of the Wind.”

He beca a legend from a swordsmanship tournant 2 years ago. Tojuro-san, who joined the tournant, using a single-edged sword (called a katakana) along with wind magic, defeated all the challengers, snatching victory. The rumor spread, and he was nicknad “The Sword Saint of the Wind.” The Magic Academy and the Knights Order got wind of the rumor and invited him to join their respective institutions, regardless that he was from another country. In the end, he refused saying that he didn’t like being tied down.

“Yulia and Marie are both polite, but this young lady, Chris, right? To address in such a way. You have so nerve to address , an elder of yours, in such a way.”

Tojurou-san is carrying so books with him under his arm. Did he find so books that matched my request?

“You may call Chris-sama.”

“Young miss Chris, who are you?”

“The princess.”

She’s right. She certainly is, but…… Tojurou-san’s temples are twitching.

“Please don’t be offended, Tojurou-sama. Chris is the daughter of a key figure in this country.”

I’m not lying. It’s His Majesty the King...

“Paulford, he’s the pri minister of this country, correct? Did that old man have a daughter?”

He was surprisingly well-inford. Speaking of which, I’ve been wondering, but why does he address by my second (could be considered middle) na?

“Um, why do you call by my second na? My brother, too,...”

“Yuri and Yulia are both nas from Hinoshima, right? Isn’t it because so of your ancestors were from Hinoshima?”

Is that so? I thought that our second na’s were indeed unusual, but...

“Our family doesn’t have any records from our ancestors dating from 200 years ago. I’ve co to the Royal Library in order to find out about that.”

“Is that so? There’s a book here titled, “The Lords of Grandeur’s Path.””

That’s it! Good job Sword Saint of the Wind!

“Is there a record from 200 years ago? The Marquis of the ti was nad Marion.”

“Marion?”

We sat down at the table, while Tojurou-san flipped through the books.

“Oh! There is. Marion Lillier Grandeur, was it?”

“That’s right. Please read that for .”

This might tell more about Marion.

“Marion Lillier Grandeur. She was 22 years old when she died. She died really young. Only 4 years older than .”

“Only 4 years older?”

“Little miss Chris, shut up. She has all the magic attributes!? That’s aweso!”

All the magic attributes!? It’s impossible to possess them all without having a trendous amount of magical power. Marion’s magical power must’ve been enormous.

Currently, the Director of the Magic Academy possesses the highest number of magic attributes, with a total of four. Co to think of it, Marie also has three attributes, so she's pretty amazing. I glanced at Marie, and she smiled back at .

“She must’ve been very loved by the gods. Marion, Rio’s ancestor, is...”

“......Sounds like it.”

“Let’s continue reading so more.”

To summarize what Tojurou-san read aloud, it was this:

At the age of 18, Marion succeeded the forr Marquis as the new Marquis of Grandeur. She was a good lord who was trusted by the people and loved by everyone. However, it seems that the neighboring countries of the Kingdom of Findalia took notice of Marion’s enormous magical power and fought many skirmishes over her.

One day, one of the neighboring countries finally crossed over into the Marquis de Grandeur’s territory. So, Marion transferred her sister, nephew, and the people of the Marquis estate to a nearby village using transference magic. The transported people then sought help from the royal family, and the kingdom’s armies were dispatched and marched to the Grandeur’s territory. But, the castle had disappeared and all that remained was a forest enshrouded in miasma. The army that had stepped in had already retreated.

“Perhaps, Marion had exhausted all of her magic to transfer all the people, and then perished along with the castle.”

The author is unknown, but perhaps it was written by the lords that ca after her. If you try and guess what happened to Marion-san, it’s natural to think that she shared the sa fate as the castle.

At so point, it seems that Chris, Marie and I had all started crying.

“Oi! Don’t cry! It looks like I was the one who made you guys cry!”

Tojurou-san was flustered, not knowing what to do.

“That’s because… Marion-san…is… “

“Such a good person… to have died… hick… “

“As expected…… of Milady's ancestor…… “

I begged Tojurou-san to wait until I had stopped crying.

“Could you please teach the words of Hinoshimaguni?”

I wanted to have a “copy” of the book and read it myself.

TL: Hope you guys enjoy the chapter~!

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