Chapter 93

Chapter 93

There were none.

Such sweet, sugar-coated events were nonexistent in my life.

"..."

Inside the mens bath, in a private bathtub filled with pleasantly warm water.

I was floating in it, fully immersed, like a dumpling in a soup.

The bathhouses design was strikingly similar to that of the ancient Romans, something I had often seen in books.

It wasnt as hot as a boiling Korean bath, but it was warm enough to be satisfying.

I quite appreciated the luxury of monopolizing a private bath as a Lord.

"The plumbing facilities are well-maintained."

To my mutterings, Lucas, who was tending to me next to my bathtub, immediately responded.

"Isnt it a pride of the Empire? Having experienced many floods, weve mastered water resources management. Were the best in the world."

"Theres also the advantage of a small city population. It must be easier to maintain water quality."

More importantly, arent you going to bathe? Youve followed me all the way here just to serve me.

"Isnt it the duty of a guard to protect their Lord at any time and place?"

"Hearing noble words all the time can become tiresome. Enough, you should clean up too. Theres a big bath right next to you."

As I urged him, Lucas bowed his head as if reluctantly.

"Ill enter the bath next to you, then."

"Do that, quickly go on in..."

Lucas carefully entered the bath. I lost words for a moment as I looked at his broad back.

Lucass muscular body was covered with all sorts of scars and wounds. It seemed like a summary of the hardships he had endured all his life.

"Youve had it tough, Lucas."

At my words, Lucas smiled faintly.

"Its nothing, my Lord."

On the other hand, Damien was floating next to Lucas. Is he dead? Hes alive, right?

"Are you okay, Damien?"

"I... Im fine, Prince... Im alright..."

No, hes definitely ascending. It looks like his soul is leaking out.

"What on earth happened yesterday...?"

"It might be better to bury yesterdays events."

Lucas avoided my gaze with a pale, weary face as he responded. Seriously, what happened to make him react like that?!

Anyway, while relaxing like this, I thought maybe the three of us could have a casual chat.

Suddenly, a wave of people poured into the mens bath.

It was the Twilight Brigade. Men and old men alike began occupying the bath here and there with a unified "Ugh~" sound.

The Twilight Brigade was followed by regular mercenaries as well.

Soon the mens bath was packed with bearded, muscular men.

"..."

I felt suffocated.

Trapped in a tight space with bulky muscleheads, my head was spinning.

Damn it, somebody save me. I should have just used the mansions bathroom alone. I came here swept up in the atmosphere and...

"Maybe we should start heading out..."

"Would you like to do that?"

"I want to get out too, ugh..."

The three of us peeled ourselves out of the tub, bumbling towards the mens section.

Clap!

Clap!

Clap!

Every time mercenaries caught my eye as I stepped out, they saluted me.

Dont salute me when Im stark naked! I said stop it!

***

After cleaning myself, I put on the robe provided by the public bath and stepped inside.

A spacious lounge unfolded before me. A refreshing space connected to the outdoors.

Oh...

It looked exactly like a Korean bathhouse.

Of course, there wasnt a sauna, just a breezy, wide hall.

Those who enjoyed their baths were scattered here and there, lying or sitting comfortably, having conversations. Who knew such a progressive facility existed.

Regretting my underestimation of a fantasy world. Its not too bad.

Lost in such trivial thoughts, I lay flat on the hall floor. After soaking in the hot bath, my body felt heavy.

Ah~ Im craving sweet rice drink...

The environment was so similar to a Korean bathhouse, I inevitably thought of sweet rice drink.

Imagine cracking open a boiled egg, chewing it, and then gulping down a cup of chilled sweet rice drink. That would be heaven.

Times like these make me miss Earth...

Lucas!

Yes, my lord!

There was this image that priests rarely ventured outside the temple. It seemed to have been just my prejudice.

"Since I had a major surgery yesterday. I wanted to cleanse myself."

Ah, thats right. She was the one who operated on Godhand yesterday.

Margaritas hands were stained crimson.

Perhaps due to a lifetime of dealing with patients blood and wounds, even after washing, they seemed to remain stained.

As I stared at those hands, a thought occurred to me.

"Did the surgery go well?"

"Didnt Your Majesty send people multiple times during the banquet to inquire about the progress?"

"Eh, me?"

It seems I sent people to check on Godhand while drunk. I dont recall though.

"The operation was successful. He is recovering safely now. I cast a healing spell in the morning and then came here to bathe."

Margarita looked around as she buttoned her robe.

"I didnt expect it to be this crowded."

Hmm, the rest area is packed with mercenaries.

The defense battle ended yesterday and there was a feast throughout the night. It makes sense the bathhouse would be crowded.

"I apologize if my soldiers disturbed your rest after a strenuous surgery."

Feeling awkward, I apologize. Margarita shakes her head.

"War is brutal, yes. But I believe the battles here on the frontlines are sacred."

"Sacred... because its for the protection of people?"

Instead of replying, Margarita nodded slightly.

"Even washing off the blood and sweat from fighting a holy war holds value. I am glad to share in this experience."

A response fitting of a clergy, yet also very human.

As I was pondering her words, Margarita bowed her head at me again.

"I should go now. I need to move with the other priests."

"Oh, yes. Rest well."

"Please rest well, Your Majesty."

Margarita joined the group of priests, and they all disappeared into the far end of the rest area, chuckling.

They are all much more normal (in a good way) than I thought.

"Master!"

"Prince!"

At that moment, Lucas and Damien returned. I let out an irritated sigh.

"What took you so long!"

Honestly, it was somewhat embarrassing to be left alone!

"Well, it wasnt anything big..."

Lucas, looking around nervously, approached me and showed me what he was holding in his robe.

"!"

I was so surprised that my eyes widened.

It was... an egg!

Lucas nodded firmly.

"Its a boiled egg. I bought it from a peddler at the bathhouse."

"No, what is a peddler doing here..."

From the side, Damien showed me what he was holding. I could see a bottle with water droplets on it.

"This is cool honey water."

Both of them nodded at the same time.

"Lets eat this secretly!"

Goodness, these clever fellows. How did they know my heart?

"You two are all I need!"

I hugged them both tightly. Lucas and Damien wriggled, asking why I was doing this, but I didnt care.

Just as the atmosphere was getting warm and cozy,

"Hey~ You guys brought some good stuff."

A cool voice rang out. What?!

Evangeline and Lilly were approaching us.

Evangelines green eyes flashed with hunger as if she had already caught wind of our snack.

"Youre saying well share even a single bean, dont you think our main party of five will have to divide it and take a bite each?"

"I just want a sip of honey water..."

"Y-you, you ungrateful ones!"

But they couldnt be driven away. They were in the same boat, enduring the hardship together.

In the end, our main party of five occupied a corner of the rest area and surreptitiously peeled and ate the boiled eggs, mindful of our surroundings.

There were six in total, so I ate two.

"Ah~!"

There was no heaven other than swallowing cold honey water like ice down a throat blocked with egg.

"Excellent..."

It crossed my mind that I should add a public bathhouse item to the tourist city plan. This should be widely spread!