Ch. 8

After conversing with the warriors, my dad went to his workshop to prepare and display his crafts.“Is that your sword? It looks amazing.”

A warrior initiated a conversation with me while my dad was away in his workshop.

I held Ex tightly in my arms, looking up at the warrior with wary eyes, and nodded.

“Yes, this is mine.”

“That’s so cool. You’ve got an excellent sword as a gift, I see.”

Fortunately, the warrior did not covet Ex like the others who came before them.

It was when I put my sword down, feeling relieved.

Flinch-

‘Hold on.’

This kindness…this gentleness….something is a bit off.

Don’t tell me he’s the hero?

There was an unwritten rule that the protagonist of the novel would always treat everyone, even the small extras, with such kindness and gentleness.

It was a little strange to see one of the warriors, whose primary duty was to fight with swords, treat me with kindness and compassion because most of them that I’ve seen were hot-headed men.

‘What if this person is the protagonist….?’

[Please make fourteen swords. I’ll be counting on you. Haha.]

[Sure. I’ll make it for you. I’ll make sure to finish it fast. Haha]

And then, bam!

Wouldn’t that be the likely scenario?

I opened my eyes wide and quickly picked up Excalibur.

Ex, who had a bad feeling about it, vibrated in my hand.

[Hey, not again!!]

‘Ah, just this once, please.’

If that person is the protagonist, I have to kick him out right this instant!

Ignoring Ex’s complaint, I grinned widely and said to the warrior.

“I’ll cut the apple pie for you~!”

“I’d appreciate it if you could. What a smart little girl.”

Would you look at that?

I could tell he was either the protagonist or the supporting character, judging from how kind and sweet he was.

With such conviction, I took out the apple pie, put it on the table and raised my sword.

Meanwhile, the warrior looked lost as to why there suddenly was an apple pie in front of him.

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“Yes!”

“....With that sword?”

“Of course~”

I’ll show you the proper way to cut it.

Not disclosing my thoughts out loud, I raised Excalibur and pretended to ‘drop’ it as hard as I could on the apple pie.

But then.

“W-What?”

Swish-!

The sword slipped, no, it moved, and the apple pie was cut in half so cleanly in an instant.

“.....”

“....”

A cold sweat broke out on my back as the awkward silence ensued.

T-This isn’t right?!

I looked vacantly at the cleanly cut apple pie.

According to the scenario, I should show them that the sword is so dull that it couldn’t cut a piece of apple pie and convince them that this sword was made by my dad, Nial Royce.

“...Haha, the sword works really well…I guess…”

Sabotaging business, my ass.

All I did was help the business flourish even more!

The warrior looked alternately between me and the apple pie as if flustered, and clapped slowly.

Clap, clap, clap-

Look, you don’t have to clap…

At that time, my dad opened the door and showed up looking all dusty.

“Oh, my. I’m sorry for making you wait.”

“No, it’s fine. Haha.”

My dad took the warrior, who was sitting on the dining chair, and led him to the studio.

As soon as my dad left, I put the apple pie that had been sliced off aside, and gripped the sword handle firmly.

“Hey, Ex!”

[Don’t call me so frivolously!]

“Hey, you! Did you just interrupt me?”

I shook Excalibur and interrogated him. He was the only culprit I could think of.

‘There’s no way I sliced it by mistake!’

I had been sabotaging my dad’s business for a year, so I should’ve been able to do it even with my eyes closed.

The sword in my hand buzzed and emanated light.

[Yes, I did it. I can’t watch you try to undermine this great body! Haha! This is so refreshing!]

“Hey, you seriously!”

[Can you imagine how upset I was when you put me on the floor of a dirty market and lowered my great value!]

“Gosh, this Ego Sword is mediocre. I’ll have to ask my dad for something else.”

[W-What did you say, brat?! How can you call me mediocre?! Ego Sword is a great sword that can only be held by the chosen one…]

“Yeah, whatever. I’m fine for not being the chosen one. Heck, I don’t even care if you choose me. All I need is a sword who won’t cut the apple pie as he please~”

I stuck my tongue out to Excalibur and tossed him to the sofa.

“Ohh, hey! Hey! Where are you going, brat!]

“To my dad!”

Stay right there, you stupid sword! Eve will take her leave.

I turned around with a loud huff and scurried away. I heard Ex buzzing from the back, but I didn’t care.

My mind was racing with thoughts as I rushed to my dad’s workshop.

If that person is really the protagonist, then I must stop him before he commissions my dad to make fourteen swords!

‘For some reason, I am convinced that person is the protagonist.’

After all, he was kind to an extra like me! That was suspicious. So I rushed out to stop him….

However.

Clack-

When I put my hand on the door handle, the door suddenly opened.

“Eve? What are you doing here, sweetie?”

In front of the workshop door, my dad and the warrior stood side by side with a satisfactory expression.

I shook my hand away and looked up at them.

“Huh? Umm, I just wanted to help you out, Dad….”

What is that in your hand? It’s not a sword that you want my dad to create fourteen replicas of, right?

I glanced at the warrior’s hand.

Fortunately, what was in his hand didn’t seem like a sword at all.

“Now, sweetie. Please say goodbye to the guest.”

“Goodbye, sir!”

“Take care, little girl.”

I placed my hands parallel to my belly button and bowed to create the impression that I was a well-mannered girl.

The warrior gently patted my head and left our house.

And what was in his hand….

‘....Bow?’

His burly frame gave me the impression that he wielded a sword, but was he actually an archer?

I watched as the warrior walked further away and soon realized that the bow wasn’t the only thing that the warrior brought with him. So I pulled my dad’s sleeve.

“Daaaad!!”

“Oh my, my ears are going to burst, sweetie.”

“Dad, Dad! Did that customer only buy one bow?”

“That customer? Uh, he bought a bow and two knives.”

“Two knives?”

“Yeah, he must have been so impressed by the way you cut the apple pie.”

“...I see.”

Hmm, knives….

I looked at the warrior’s disappearing back with a bitter feeling.

‘So he wasn’t the protagonist, just a guy who needed to buy a bow…’

He made an impulse purchase of the kitchen knives after he got swayed by my marketing tactic….

‘Uncle, I hope the knives will be very useful to you.’

I stood there until the kind warrior disappeared from my view.

The next morning.

We were so shocked to see a luxurious carriage and a bunch of knights surrounding it in front of our house.

‘What am I…looking at?’

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and blinked several times.

Did my eyes play tricks on me because I’m still sleepy?

I jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to rinse my face with cold water.

My dad, who also looked outside the window with a dazed look, followed me behind and rinsed his face as well.

After drying our faces with a soft towel, we ran back to the window only to have our jaws dropped again.

“Dad…Did I see it right?”