I Was on the Verge of Dying From Overwork, so I Ended Up Getting Married to a Prince From a Neighboring Country – Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Because they forget

“…I really can’t believe it. This many in two days…”

“As I previously stated, it would have been faster when you see it.”

The warehouse has weapons and armor on display.

Half of them are already granted.

The Duke of Verrière, who had come along with His Highness to inspect the work, was speechless.

“I’m only halfway done. If at all possible, I’ll have to finish everything before the great demon migration.”

“Wow, that’s a lot of speed. It’s difficult to believe it was only one person.”

“I was surprised as well when I first saw it. I had no idea such a person existed… I don’t mean it differently, but she’s another one-of-a-kind hero.”

“I’m not a hero.”

It’s nice to be complimented, but I’m not all that great.

It’s not me who’s fighting, but the Knights.

All I can do is help to lighten their load.

There are creatures that can kill you before your eyes.

The fear of having to fight for your life while you feel death.

I can describe it in words, but I’ve never experienced it.

It must be horrifying and agonizing… Everyone is fighting a fear that I would have fled from.

The knights are far more heroes than I am.

“I’m just a backstage worker; I don’t deserve the title “hero” when I’m in a secure location.”

“You’re more obstinate than humble. You’re now in a position to openly boast about it.”

“Fufufu. I doubt I’ll ever be able to do it.”

Then I burst out laughing.

It’s not in my nature to brag.

I may be confident in my work, but I am not confident in myself.

“My wife is extremely modest.”

“A little shy…”

“Is that so?”

“I’m constantly surprised; I was surprised that His Highness, who had been so hesitant to marry, had suddenly found a partner, but with such great talent, it’s understandable.”

“I didn’t choose her because of her talent. If I had to say… I guess we were on the same wavelength.”

“I see. wavelength That’s certainly something that’s necessary.”

Wavelength…

Could that be true?

The most important factors are collaboration and a convergence of interests.

But there are also commonalities, common sensibilities.

In my opinion, the phrase “on the same wavelength” is not entirely incorrect.

At least, that’s how I feel right now.

“It appears that we can now leave the rest of the work to you without issue.”

“Yes, I’ll finish it properly, so please be patient.”

“Well, that’s reassuring. I wish you were always in this city.”

“This is not good; my little siblings will fly here.”

“Lenari-sama and Leoness-sama? It makes me happy because I’ve known them since they were babies.”

With the Duke of Verrière’s expectations in mind, I turn my attention to the rest of the work.

Armor, weapons, and ornaments

Give a grant to each of them.

I drew several magical circles in the center of the warehouse.

I grant each of them a unique effect.

By physically drawing the magic circle ahead of time, you can increase the efficiency of your work while consuming less magic and physical strength.

When casting a large number of spells, keep in mind that the failure rate increases with the number of spells cast, and a significant amount of magic and physical power is expended.

I have more magical power than the majority of people.

This is usually the case with people from noble families, and I was no exception.

As a result, I can withstand multiple grants.

My only issue is a lack of physical strength.

“Phew…”

As expected, I am tired after two consecutive days of work.

I’m not as tired as I was in court, but my entire body is screaming that I’m tired.

I guess that’s what happens when you spend too much time in this country.

I have the impression that I am working slower than usual.

I need to concentrate more.

I need to get in shape for the battle, which could start at any time.

“…”

His Highness looked at me with concern.

That very night.

I remained in the warehouse.

I bring weapons and armor to the magical circle and grant them.

Repeat indefinitely.

It’s a workflow, but if you don’t pay attention, it could fail.

You can’t even take a breather.

I’ve never seen an actual battlefield, but this is the battlefield for me.

“Prepare for the next one――.”

“That’s it.”

a firm grip on my shoulder.

When I turn around, there stands His Highness.

“Your Highness?”

“What time do you think it is? It’s almost dinner time.”

“Oh, uh, I didn’t know that.”

I don’t know what time it is because there is no clock in the warehouse.

It is already dark when you look outside.

At the very least, I can tell it’s night.

But when I focus on my work, I can’t see anything else.

“I just want to do a few more grants…”

“No.”

“B-But…”

“No buts. You’ve put in enough effort. So get some rest.”

He says it in a firmer, more commanding tone than usual.

He seemed to be in a bad mood.

Did I do something wrong?

“I-I’m sorry…”

“Sigh…”

I hear a deep sigh.

After all, did I make a mistake and offend His Highness?

“I thought you were getting used to life in the castle and improving…”

“Your Highness?”

“Phyllis is so focused on her work that she is unable to see anything else. No, she is unable to see herself. She’s tired, but she’s working hard. That’s exactly what’s going on right now.”

“Uh…”

It’s different.

He’s not angry.

His Highness is… He’s worried about me.

“Nobody stopped you at court, did they? That’s why you’re like this. You don’t even know you’re suffering. It’s too dangerous.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong. However, there is no reason to be reckless.”

“Yes.”

His Highness places a gentle hand on my shoulder.

“You’re doing fantastic; you’ve done more than anyone could have asked for, so you should take better care of yourself. You’re not alone anymore; don’t forget you’re my wife now.”

“…Yes.”

I didn’t know how to rest before.

I learned gradually, but if I work too hard, I will forget.

I’m going back in time.

Back to the days when everything was hard and painful.

The hands of his highness are strong… and yet gentle, pulling me back from those days.

I don’t have to try so hard any longer.

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