Chapter 9: The King Is Ready To Get Married
Then one day, a turning point came.
“… Whoa, seriously…”
Samuel dashes off to the king’s chambers.
“Please excuse my interruption, Your Majesty.”
“Please come in. Is there a problem?”
“Yes, Your Majesty, Miss Stacey is looking for a husband!”
“…”
As Samuel rushed into the office, Lute greeted him with a calm look.
But Samuel recognizes that this is not calm, but rather a pause in thought after hearing something unexpected.
“… Ha?”
“Countess Stacey Rithberth is still looking for a husband!”
“… What the… Seriously?!”
“Here are the details of the conditions for Miss Stacey’s husband.”
“Conditions for Husband Recruitment.”
Lute took the papers Samuel was holding and flipped through them quickly. Then he carefully read each item once more.
“…”
“…”
“… Hey, Samuel.”
“What is it?”
“Can I… be conceited?”
Lute looked up from the paper and couldn’t help his voice from breaking.
Stacey had the following requirements for a husband.
・Must spoil Stacey
・Exceptionally gentle
・Must be faithful and never cheat on her.
・Stacey is not allowed to do any housework at all.
・Height must be at least 38 Tor
・Like’s cat
・Must be rich (with an annual income of at least 200 000 kururu).
・Muscular and able to smash a brick block with one hand]
“I only care about Miss Stacey, and I’m sure I can spoil her until she’s mellow and tender…”
“H-Huh…”
“Hey, don’t make stupid noises. And then… because she’ll be queen, she won’t have to do the housework, and I’m tall and already have several cats.”
“Your Majesty likes small animals, doesn’t he?”
“Because they’re adorable. And I have a lot of money. And―Samuel!”
“I had a feeling you’d say “that,” so I brought you one.”
“Great!”
Lute stands up with a joyful expression on his face and accepts a brick block that Samuel has plucked out of thin air. They are a good size and are frequently used in gardens.
“Let’s do it!”
“Wait a second. I’ll lay down a sheet.”
“You’re very clever; that’s what I’m talking about.”
Lute grabs the brick block with his dominant right hand after Samuel has laid the sheet and…
Hmph!”
“…”
“…Whoa-ohh!”
“It cracked.”
With a strange bang, the brick block cracked. It made the fine jacket Lute was wearing turn reddish brown.
“Fuu… I couldn’t crush it all at once. And just because something cracks doesn’t mean it shatters. This will take some practice.”
“Yes—I am confident that Your Majesty will be able to do so one day.”
Samuel nodded, signaling the servants waiting outside the door to sweep the sheets. He appeared to realize that it was better to let the king do his thing rather than rush in.
“These conditions… It’s almost as if they’re describing me. Miss Stacey’s trying to appeal to me by listing these conditions? She’s ready to return to mortal society…does she like me enough to want to come back?”
“Well, I suppose so…”
Samuel cleared his throat after observing the good king fidget with a deadpan expression.
“So, His Majesty plans to marry Miss Stacey?”
“Yes!”
“And what if she says no? Will you use your power to make her queen?”
“No! I want to court her in the most peaceful way possible, and I want Miss Stacey to be happy that we’re engaged.”
“…I understand…”
Samuel’s eyes had been deadpan until that point, but he smiled slightly.
No matter how close Samuel was to the king, he would have been willing to chastise Lute if he tried to force a relationship with the saint.
“Alright! I’ll practice my brick-crushing and get in shape before proposing to Miss Stacey! Is that all right?”
“Hmm… I’m sure the ministers who want their daughters to be queens will object, but it’s best for the queen to be the woman his majesty desires. And because she is a former saint, she is powerful enough that the nobles will not exploit her. As long as your majesty is kind to Miss Stacey, we can have a good relationship with the Star Goddess Church, so it’s probably a good thing.”
Frankly speaking, it’s much better than having a traditional noble lady as a queen.
Miss Stacey appears to be strong-willed and bold in a good way, so if she’s willing to accept it, she’d make a formidable queen.
“Because Your Majesty is so direct, I will do my best to cooperate with you. I will do everything in my power to persuade the ministers.”
“Samuel…! I’m fortunate to have you as a subordinate!”
“R-Right. Would you like me to take your height just to be sure?”
“Huh? Yeah, I’m wondering how many tor I am. About 39 tor maybe?”
“…Not nearly enough, your Majesty.”
“…”
“…”
“…Samuel…Oh no…I’m too short…”
“Well, Miss Stacey most likely specified 38 tor as the height standard, so I’m sure she’ll forgive you if you’re a little short.”
“Well… I’m wondering if drinking milk will help me grow taller.”
“That’s what they say… but at your age, it’s impossible…”
“…”
In regards to his “short stature”, Samuel told him, “If she says no, we give up,” so Lute decided he couldn’t help himself.
After much practice, Lute finally managed to crush a brick block with a single blow, and they nervously prepared for the courtship as they made their way to the Count of Rithberth’s estate.
The castle servants waited with bated breath to see if His Majesty’s courtship would be successful.
A few hours later, the King returned to the castle with Stacey Rithberth on his shoulders and a broad smile on his face, and everyone welcomed them with thunderous applause.
~END~
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