I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

43. Refusing a Freebie?

The Queen’s reminder was certainly valid, but I hadn’t initially planned on a “one-size-fits-all” approach. At least, after noticing that the “chaos” within Dio, the local nobleman who served as the second-in-command of Northern Ireland, could be targeted and “removed” without harming him personally, I opted for a gentler method—first, find some excuse to lock Dio up, and then, once he had calmed down and awakened from the “chaos,” figure out how to eradicate it completely, preventing him from being affected by “chaos” again.

However… this plan was shattered by tonight’s unexpected event—Dio, still caught in chaos and attempting to assault Filo, was stabbed to death by Lance.

This completely disrupted my rhythm for dealing with “chaos,” and rest was out of the question. After quickly cleaning up Dio’s affairs, I summoned Lance, one of the parties involved, to my room late at night.

Presently, within the room.

I looked at the sword sprite Lance, who stood before me like a scolded schoolchild, and finally, with a sigh, softened my tone.

“I simply need you to tell me what happened back then. There’s no need to be so tense.”

Observing Lance’s actions directly through the script would be ideal, but… right now, I wanted to hear her account of her actions.

“The matter of Dio has been more or less settled, and for now, we can only try to conceal the news. In any case, start by telling me why you were there in the first place.”

“Mm… Mm!”

Lance seemed even more flustered than I was, but fortunately, her explanation sounded plausible enough. Simply put, she wanted to check on Dio, whom she knew, and see how he was doing, but because she lacked my authorization, she could only stand guard outside. At that moment, Dio exhibited signs of “chaos” and attempted to attack Filo, who had arrived to deliver food. Lance, left with no other choice, ended his life with a single strike.

Filo was indeed sent by me to deliver food—to deliver food and to confirm Dio’s current state. After all, his “chaos” was directed at me, and in my assessment, if Filo went, even if Dio was still affected by “chaos,” she would be unharmed.

Although there was a slight mishap, at least the outcome was relatively safe, and Lance’s explanation was “coherent” enough.

After glancing at Lance silently, I decided not to complain any further.

“Doesn’t seem like anything’s amiss, Lansse. You can go rest now, and calm yourself down too. If… if you feel something strange happening to you, come find me. Maybe… it’s the ‘Chaos’ affecting you.”

The words faded, but the fairy before me didn’t leave.

This kind of… tomboyish fairy wouldn’t be “afraid,” so the script appearing before me, along with Lansse’s words, told me what “else” she had in mind.

“W-wait, hold on!”

The fairy hurriedly stopped me. “Do you remember what happened back with the Queen in Great Britannia? She gave me some kind of ‘punishment’…”

After a pause, she walked toward me.

“I’ve thought about it. No matter what I do, you always end up solving things for me anyway. So… I might as well just change masters to you.”

[Sword Fairy Lansse wants to pledge allegiance.]

The script made Lansse’s intentions clear. But…

“Why are you suddenly saying this? You were always emphasizing how you didn’t want another master, weren’t you?”

“That… that was before! Northern Ireland is in this state now, there’s no point in clinging to that anymore, right? If you take me as your fairy, I won’t be so restricted like today. And if something like the Dio incident happens again, I won’t just be standing outside dumbfounded from the start.”

Before I could finish speaking, Lansse rushed to explain. “Besides, my fairy abilities aren’t weak, okay? If you just wield me, you’ll immediately become a sword master! You could even compete with your wife, Cfeir. I’m basically a freebie right now! You’d be getting a steal, so what are you hesitating for…”

As she spoke, the fairy started overthinking things on her own again.

“Ah! Could it be that becoming your fairy doesn’t require something like ‘kissing,’ but that…”

“That’s nonsense! Where did you hear that!”

I quickly stopped Lansse’s wild ideas, afraid she’d immediately throw herself onto the bed, which would make things even harder to explain to Cfeir.

As for what to do with Lansse, and whether to actually take her as my fairy as she suggested, I couldn’t decide right now.

Nor was it the time to decide.

“Let’s talk about it later.”

“Hmph, another one of your wishy-washy statements.”

“Annoying. You’re the one begging me right now, not the other way around. You need to consider my situation, right? If I just randomly take you as my fairy, what if Cfeir finds out the next day and just chops you up?”

Lansse obediently closed her mouth then.

“Anyway, I’m going to be busy dealing with the Dio incident recently. I’ll properly consider the matter of allegiance later. You might not have calmed down today either, go rest, think about it, and then come talk to me later.”

This answer seemed to satisfy Lansse. As she turned to leave, I suddenly asked.

“Lansse, speaking of… what kind of fairy are you?”

“A sword! A sword! Can’t you even remember something like that, you blockhead! Jerk!”

After complaining at me with a pout, Lansse ran off, displeased and without looking back.

As for why I asked that question just now…

Sigh… Of course I remember what kind of fairy you are. I was… reminding you, hoping you would remember who you really are.

Because whether I take Lansse in or not has absolutely nothing to do with kneeling on broken glass in front of Cfeir later. My rejection was also due to some other reasons.

The next moment, the “Order Sprite” emerged beside me, watching the direction where Lance had just departed, together with me.

“Not erasing her? There might not be another chance.”

“Can’t bring myself to do it. That kind of handling before, once was enough.”

“Then… won’t you take her in? As your own sprite, she’ll ‘calm down’ soon enough, right?”

“Get real. As if I’d agree.”

With a wry smile, I mused, “You want me to take in a sprite influenced by ‘Chaos’? Isn’t that the same as assaulting a girl in a drunken stupor?”

That… was why I hadn’t agreed with Lance just now. Lance, too, had been affected by “Chaos.”

Except this time, “Chaos” had evolved. If not for the appearance of my side of the script, just looking at Lance… she seemed no different from how she normally was.

This time, “Chaos” had already affected people close to me. I couldn’t even begin to guess how many other familiar faces had been quietly touched.

But this time, I wasn’t as afraid, because…

“‘Order,’ it’s about time we settled things with ‘Chaos.'”

“Chaos” affects the victim’s thoughts, coaxing out the desires deep within their hearts. If all goes according to plan…

A dangerous storm will soon descend upon me.

“This time, try not to interfere too much with altering the script.”

“I want to use ‘that’ method, the one that can truly ‘resolve’ Chaos.”

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