Fun Territory Defense Chapter 227

 To the Land of the Marquis Fertio

Inside the newly built luxury carriage, the "Cullinan", you can enjoy the spaciousness and the view of the road outside the window. The sofa is made of wood with a reddish hue and magic beast leather. The beautifully decorated golden window frames and oil lamps create a luxurious space.

"You know, you really should stop this nonsense. Boy?"

The Panamera sitting opposite him muttered those words with a strained expression on her face. For some reason, she was angry with me.

"What? You didn't like the carriage?"

I looked up in surprise, and Panamera narrowed her eyes reproachfully and answered.

"It's not a matter of liking it or not. Even royalty doesn't have a carriage this luxurious. What would people say if a newly minted baron had one?"

She said this with a look of disbelief, and I nodded with a wry smile.

"Of course, I'm not going to keep this carriage to myself."

I then looked at Till.

"Can you get me some tea and sweets?"

"Yes! I'll get it ready right away!"

When I asked, Till immediately stood up, took a vacuum double-walled water bottle from the shelf attached to the wall, and poured tea into the teacups on the table. Two hours had passed since we left, but there was still a hint of steam. Then, she gently placed a basket filled with assorted baked goods wrapped in paper made from wood material.

I watched the scene unfold, and then thanked Till with a smile.

"Thank you."

"No worries! Oh, by the way, here's one for you as well..."

"Go ahead, have some."

After this conversation, Till, who looked upbeat, picked up the wrapped pastry first. While smiling wryly at this, she used body language to ask Panamera to have some too. For some reason, Panamera's face became stern, and she picked up a cup and brought it to her mouth.

She takes a sip of the tea, and slowly sips it, enjoying the aroma and flavor. This is a far cry from the Panamera I usually see, and she looks elegant. Well, I won't say it out loud because I'm afraid she'll get mad if I do.

"It's delicious, isn't it?"

I said something inoffensive instead. Then, Panamera gracefully put the cup back on the saucer, and immediately frowned again.

"It's delicious, but that's not it! Or rather, what is that magical-looking container? How can I still enjoy tea that's almost freshly brewed!?"

Panamera shouted. How can you be angry when you're drinking delicious tea? No, eating sweets must make you happy. Because it's delicious.

"…Would you like some sweets?"

When I tentatively mentioned this, Panamera peeled off the paper wrapping the sweets and took out the baked sweets inside, still looking unhappy. They were about half the size of my palm, but Panamera tore them in half and elegantly brought them to her mouth.

"Mmm, it's delicious."

Then, she took another sip of tea. Hmm? I don't think she's feeling much better.

I was wondering how I should speak to Panamera when she glanced at me with her eyes narrowed. Then she let out a sigh.

"I see what you mean. The boy is trying to strengthen his position... is that what you mean?"

As she said this, Panamera folded her arms and looked serious.

"They have to see the outstanding weapons and armor that the boy has created for them to understand. That's why those nobles who don't value military strength weren't interested. But this gorgeous carriage and mysterious container will clearly appeal to those nobles. After all, even I, a social climber, can sense the potential for money."

Panamera said all this with an "oh dear" kind of attitude. And I couldn't help but start grinning.

What? It's worth that much money? Great, let's get it ready for mass production right away. This carriage is more sturdy than a normal carriage and can turn on a dime, so even if it were to be used by hostile forces, it wouldn't pose a threat. If that were to happen, I wouldn't hesitate to sell it and make a profit.

Just as I was thinking this, Panamera tilted her head slightly and clicked her tongue.

"My goodness, you're terrifying. You don't look a day over ten... Lady Arte. Your master may become a king in the future. Will you take me as a concubine then?"

"Eh, really? Panamera-sama? No, no, it's not something I can give permission for..."

Panamera lets out a mean-sounding grin as Arte, who is shaking and waving her hands, looks at her.

"Oh? Lady Arte, you didn't say anything about the boy calling you 'my husband', did you? So you're already married, not just engaged? When did you have your wedding night?"

Panamera started to make fun of her with a look on his face like a schoolyard bully. Arte blinked her eyes for a moment, looking confused, but then immediately turned bright red from her ears to her ears and let out a strange cry.

"Peeeeww? Wha, wha, wha...?"

I, as well as Panamera, couldn't help but giggle at the strange cry I had never heard before from Arte.

"Hahaha! I'm just joking, Lady Arte. I'm sorry, I guess I went too far."

"Please don't bully Arte too much."

"Ya, sorry, sorry."

I exchange such banter with Panamera while glancing at Arte, who is opening and closing her mouth like a carp waiting for food. Till is smiling and laughing as he puts the second piece of baked pastry in his mouth.

In this way, they were able to travel while spending an unexpectedly peaceful and enjoyable time together.