Volume 4, 5 [The Emilia-Faction]

Volume 4, Chapter 5 [The Emilia-Faction]

Translators: Nicholas, Safin, Tynkerd

Editor: TranslationChicken

Just as Frederica declared, it was two days later when they set out for the Sanctuary.

In between her duties at the mansion, Frederica had been teaching Patrasche in the stables about the location of the Sanctuary. Since she was responsible for most of the work at the mansion, Subaru suggested she could lighten her workload if she just told him the location of the “Sanctuary” directly, but

[Frederica: My apologies, but the location of the Sanctuary is of great importance to our master. As a mere servant, I cannot act rashly in this matter. I would have prefered to not even teach it to the ground dragon if I could avoid it]

So she politely refused to teach him.

Although it didn’t sit well with him, complaining about Roswaal’s over-cautiousness wouldn’t get him any closer to the Sanctuary. And considering how things were unravelling, Subaru had no choice but to submit to Frederica’s judgments.

And so, Subaru spent two uneventful days hanging out with the villagers, and, returning to the role of a servant, performing some of the menial tasks at the mansion.

All the while, pursing up her lips in annoyance that Puck still wouldn’t come out, Emilia, who also had nothing to do, would timidly follow Subaru to the village and make an effort to reduce the distance between the villagers and herself. And also, reading all sorts of books and texts Subaru couldn’t understand, she spent her time building her knowledge.

As they each spent their two days in their respective ways, there were a few changes that occurred.

The first was,

[Otto: Aaah! Why is everything dumped in a heap!? Documents that need to be prioritized, documents that can be discarded as soon as they’ve been read, and documents that aren’t even worth reading, when they aren’t sorted properly it ends up like this......!]

Scratching his head violently while grumbling, Otto sorted the documents around him at an incredible speed. Quickly looking over a document and roughly grasping its contents, he tossed it into one of the giant sorted piles on the table, then onto the next, and the next, he continued to separate and organize. Watching Otto’s eyes and hands flicker here and there, turning his head from side to side so quickly one would almost expect to see flames shooting out, across the table, Subaru, resting his chin in his hands, sighed in amazement,

[Subaru: Haa, that’s amazing! If it was me, even if they were printed out neatly it’ll still be gibberish to me...]

[Otto: It’s not as if I’m trying to understand them. I’m only separating them into documents relating to finances, relating to petitions, and various other types efficiently first. If only each document was sorted when they first came in...... But, looking at this arrangement, it’s organized in a way that only the man himself could understand, I’m afraid]

It was unheard of, that Subaru should find himself feeling a sense admiration for Otto, who was glaring at the mountain of documents looking rather appalled. Hearing him speak of the documents’ owner —— Roswaal’s face emerged in Subaru’s mind, and he couldn’t help but feel that, despite being blurted out casually, Otto’s theory was probably spot on.

It’s a frightening thought, to think Roswaal would be so capable that he could see some kind of logic to this giant pile of documents. But the problem was, that since no one else could understand it, without him here, there was no choice but to sort them all from scratch.

[Otto: Ok, it’s in broad categories now. Next, is to arrange them in chronological order... But before that, maybe I should separate them more into processed and unprocessed first...]

[Subaru: I don’t know whether I should call you meticulous or obsessive compulsive, but Otto, you’re definitely a Type-A, aren’t you]

[Otto: What’s a /ta?p e?/? That doesn’t sound like anything good at all]

Seeing Otto stare at him, Subaru waved his hand from side to side without bothering to explain. It’s not like he actually believed that blood type had anything to do with one’s personality, aside from being useful as a half-assed conversation topic.

Incidentally, Subaru is Type-B ——or rather, the entire Natsuki-family is Type-B. Whenever this was mentioned to someone, the reply they get would always be [I knew it], and so it wasn’t a very pleasant subject for them.

[Otto: Wait, now that I think about it...]

[Subaru: What’s that, why did you stop? You were going at such a great pace, keep going]

[Otto: As someone who cares about efficiency, I don’t really mind doing this, but isn’t this situation a bit odd? Why am I, a travelling merchant, standing in the Margrave’s office with sweat all over my forehead working so hard to sort through his documents? Isn’t my position a bit odd here?]

[Subaru: That took you pretty long to notice, didn’t it?]

Seeing Otto only just now noticing all this, Subaru lowered his head and laughed deviously. The reason Otto was performing this menial task—— rearranging documents pertaining to the Margrave’s affairs no less, was all entwined with Subaru’s schemes...

That is, to secure useful talents for the Emilia-faction in the Roswaal-camp.

In the present situation, as Subaru sees it, Emilia’s position in the Royal Selection isn’t good at all. As her Knight, or at least as someone generally recognized as such, he was instrumental in repulsing the Witch Cult and slaying the White Whale, but, compared to the abysmal negativity still surrounding Emilia’s situation, just how much of an effect did all this have is still a question.

Compared to each of the other camps, Emilia was behind before the race had even begun. Further increasing the difficulty of her position was the fact that her key supporter, Roswaal’s true intentions are still utterly indiscernible. Although he was publicly backing her, so far, Roswaal’s performance as her patron could only be described with the word “failed”.

He failed to prepare a single countermeasure against the Witch Cult even though he should have foreseen it from a mile away, and now, after having overcome that threat, they don’t even have a way to contact him. If he could just come out and announce whether he is an ally or enemy already... either way, he is certainly a troubling existence.

On top of that, the people surrounding Roswaal all tended to keep their mouths shut when it comes to their master’s true intentions. Revering Roswaal above all else with unquestioning devotion, Ram’s behaviour was only to be expected, and Frederica, with her strong dedication to her role as a servant, would not say anything either. Even Puck and Beatrice would not break their silence on the matter to Subaru and Emilia.

In other words, there was not a single person Emilia could safely confide in.

Of course, Subaru wanted to become that person to her, and was in fact acting in a way befitting such an existence, but Subaru’s reach was too short, even compared to an average person. He was sadly aware of the fact that he was not a man who could reach her every itch, and by himself alone, he could not wipe away her every discomfort, and this bothered him to no end.

So then, the one who caught Subaru’s eye was the man going back and forth between Arlam village and the mansion, the one who would smack his lips after dinner and tea saying things like “Aaaa, having no ambition and getting settled down like this would surely make anyone rot” while smiling relaxedly... Otto.

[Subaru: In other words, the “if there aren’t any allies around, why not start cultivating some now” battle plan]

[Otto: I find what you suddenly said somewhat disturbing, but what does that have to do with me!?]

[Subaru: Hmm, I dunno... Maybe... Ah, Otto-san. You still haven’t sorted the documents over here]

[Otto: Oh, sorry. Let’s see, the mining locations for arcane minerals and the quantities of their reserves and this...... AREN’T THESE THE KIND OF DOCUMENTS OUTSIDERS ABSOLUTELY SHOULDN’T BE ALLOWED TO SEE!?]

[Subaru: Aah, you saw... I see, you saw them... Aaah, ok, ok. Yeah, well, I’ll to do my best to explain it to Roswaal, so don’t worry, ok?]

[Otto: It’s amazing how nothing in that sentence puts me at ease!]

While Otto was complaining and trying to hold the documents he’d just been given as far away from his eyes as possible, Subaru just grinned, acting like he was only some innocent observer. Seeing Subaru’s attitude, Otto’s face took on a look of horror, and he said, with his lips shaking,

[Otto: I don’t want to believe it, but are you really trying to make me disappear by showing me documents no outsider should see, and then not coming to my defense when there’s trouble? Just to trample over the terms of our agreement?]

[Subaru: Of course not! The payment for your cargo and the favor you asked, I intend to fulfil all of them. And on top of that, I’m going to drag you even further into this, until you’re in so deep that you won’t be able to run away]

[Subaru: I feel like letting it make an impression on me would mean that I lose somehow... Well anyway, the moment you touched these documents that no outsiders are allowed to see, there was already no way out for you. Kekkekeke!]

[Otto: No matter how I look at you, you’re still a terrible person!]

At the end of this long conversation, it seemed as though nothing had actually changed, and Otto didn’t receive much compensation for his newfound determination.

But even while teasing Otto like this, deep down, Subaru was thankful for it...... Though these words will never come out of his mouth.

[Otto: But I have to say this first, unlike Natsuki-san who supports Emilia-sama unconditionally, I’m only cooperating because of the present circumstances. If the Margrave and Emilia-sama ever fight amongst themselves inside the faction, I’ll need to weigh the gains and losses before choosing a side. So please don’t mistake me for a full-fledged ally]

[Subaru: If you’re weighing Emilia-tan and Roswaal on a balance scale, you’re completely in my hands. I will slowly and surely feed you all of Emilia-tan’s good qualities, so don’t you worry. —You heard everything loud and clear just now, right?]

Brushing aside Otto’s long-winded excuse, at the end his last sentence, Subaru turned his face and his words toward a completely different direction. Seeing Subaru do this, Otto, stunned with a dumbfounded expression on his face, turned his gaze to where Subaru was looking. And there,

[Yep... I mean, Yes. I heard it properly, Subaru-sama.]

With a lovely smile, the girl in maid’s uniform swung her chestnut-colored hair, standing there at the door.

Of the changes that took place in the Mansion during these two days, this was the second.

–

With only Frederica, (Subaru was also helping, but his ability as a servant was half-assed at best, and his health still hasn’t fully recovered yet) managing everything at the mansion alone was physically impossible. So Frederica, understanding this, went down to the village personally to recruit some help, and that’s where this girl jumped in with open arms — Petra Leyté.

Being a resident of Arlam village, and being among those who evacuated to the Capital, she had safely returned with them. But since most of the other villagers had not yet returned, it must have been an unsettling time for her.

But still, when Frederica came to recruit a new maid for the mansion, she instantly jumped in. And as there were no other candidates who were interested, she was picked up, and was now working in the Mansion in temporary employment.

[Subaru: You are still so small, but you’re leaving your parents and coming here to work as a maid, you’re amazing, Petra]

[Petra: I’m already twelve, so I’m an adult who can work now... Actually, I am just an adult. Subaru-sama could you treat me like one please?]

[Subaru: I will consider it, if you say it politely, after you get the “temporary” part removed from your “temporary employment” and after you get an official certificate from Frederica. Until then, I’ll always treat you like a cute little girl~]

When he patted her head clumsily as she squirmed around, the girl, with her neatly arranged hair all messed up, let out a quiet [Eeek―], and clung onto him tightly. It was a completely different reaction than what he expected, but it was certainly a lot better than being abused and spat on.

In any case, she was at an age where she wants to be older than she is and stand up on tiptoes. Petra, with her surprisingly strong character, and her own way of growing up, her aptitude for being a maid was really quite high. Although she didn’t meet all the points, in cleaning up the Mansion and preparing food with Frederica’s support, she has already surpassed Subaru in ability.

....Well, Subaru is really useless.

–

So, from outside the door of the Master’s office, she had been pricking up her ears to listen in on the conversation inside. She was, of course, acting on Subaru’s instructions, and needless to say, it was all part of his scheme to lure out Otto’s commitment and cut off his escape.

Noticing all this, Otto’s face turning red, he glared at Subaru,

[Otto: It was a s-set-up—— !?]

[Subaru: It’s nothing to be concerned about. With a third person involved, your statements earlier are now legitimate official record. It was an emotional, heartrending manipulation in order to secure witness testimony for the jury later...... so think of it like that]

[Otto: What is so emotionally heartrending about a man talking about “manipulation”!?]

Hugging his own head, Otto, finally understanding there was now nowhere to run, shouted at them in a half-crying state, but it was too late. Giving Otto a grin, Subaru held up his thumb to Petra, who was standing at the door.

[Subaru: Good job, Petra! But won’t you get scolded by Frederica, using time on something like this?]

[Petra: Right now, I’m spending my time sweeping the corridor. Using even more time to sweep the corridor in front of the the Margrave’s office, I wouldn’t be scolded.]

[Subaru: You’re very shrewd~. Even a small girl is a woman, after all......]

Listening only to the second half of Subaru deeply emotive words, Petra cheerfully loosened her cheeks. Seeing her predictably unchanging reactions and attitudes, it was true that there was something in there that warmed Subaru’s heart.

Petra, like Otto, is another ally who is not under the influence of Roswaal.

Compared to Otto, there was not much she could do for Emilia, and her significance and influence is probably even less than Subaru’s. But, she is not afraid of Emilia. On the road to the Capital City during their evacuation, she wholeheartedly remained at Emilia side. Subaru would not forget that, and, probably, Emilia would never forget either.

Her being there, perhaps there will be a time when Emilia will be saved by that existence.

[Subaru: It never hurts to have more allies. What you can do isn’t a problem... What is important is what you are willing to do, and what you will strive to able to do for that person. After all, if I am counting the number of things I can do, it’ll look really bad for me...]

His merits and his deficiencies, Subaru could probably count with his fingers and figure out that he had more deficiencies. But even so, he wants to be her ally, and so he has to use the few things he does have to their full potential, and keep on going, one way or another.

With a to-hell-with-it attitude, with nothing to stop him, embracing this over-optimistic explanation,

[Subaru: We are definitely small, but let’s do our best from now on. This is what we are, the very first members of the Emilia-faction!]

Making a fist and punching it out into the air, Subaru made his declaration.

Seeing that, Petra and Otto, having been left out, looked at each other’s faces, and

[Otto: I never said that I’m a part of that faction, right? Please don’t misunderstand, okay?]

[Petra: I want to be an ally of big sister too, but I don’t want to lose to her in what’s important...]

Otto looked appalled, holding his head. Petra, joining her hands behind her back, looked down and muttered hesitatingly.

But still, in the end, they succeeded in matching up their fist bumps, so that there could be no doubt remaining in any bystander’s mind that they totally knew what they were doing.

——The two days before setting out toward the Sanctuary, even though it was only a tiny step forward, there was something real in all of that, and, thinking this, the wait had already come to an end.

-=Chapter 5 End=-