Chapter 210

Fukushima’s Anguish [Part 4]

Fukushima’s POV

“Emma is a kind girl who is even called a Holy Maiden in the Kingdom. I’ve tried to persuade her many times, but she insists that she wants to help Imperial Japan no matter what.“

“But, what can such a cute... I mean, delicate girl do?!” Even though Imperial Prince Tasuku, who was like a god to us, had phrased it like that, I couldn’t just agree to it and say, ‘I see. Then let us hesitate no more!’ readily.

“According to Prince Edward of the Kingdom, this Lady Emma over here has such exceptional creativity that she has found a way to defeat slimes without having to sacrifice anyone.“

” “What? Slimes?” “

A way to defeat such a strong, horrible, and dreadful monster?!

Moreover, without any sacrifices?

“Such an impossible thing...“

If it was true, wouldn’t it be a piece of information any country would like to get their hands on, even if they had to pay a ridiculous amount of money in exchange?!

“Slimes was it? All you have to do is pour a lot of salt on top of it. It’s basically the same with slugs... I think we can also defeat it with sugar or flour, but I haven’t tested it yet, so I’m still unsure about its effectiveness... I would like to do comparative research the next time three or more slimes appear at the same time. So salt is the most guaranteed method for now.“

” “Wha-” “

Is it okay to openly say it like that?

This girl right here is a Holy Maiden, moreover an angel.

End of Fukushima’s POV

“I-Imperial Prince Tasuku! Please don’t ever call me a horny maiden!“

“I think you should admit it anytime now, though? Lady Emma?“

“S-So mean!“

The Stuart family, Imperial Prince Tasuku, the Tarous, the ninjas, Fukushima, and Ishida all burst into laughter at this exchange.

That cheerful sound also reached Imperial Japanese citizens who had given up on everything, and it helped them remember the happy feelings they had once forgotten. It made them realize that just because Imperial Japan would perish, it didn’t mean that they had to live their days in melancholy.

Smiles had become infectious among many Imperial Japanese people who had evacuated to the north.

Even though she was the one who started all this, Emma, had mixed feelings as she laughed bitterly.

“...Is this really happening? Am I really being treated as a horny girl as soon as I arrive in Imperial Japan?! Eh? No way, right? Wasn’t I just grinning a little because Fukushima-sama looks like a cool (used-to-be-wild-but-is-now-calm-and-refined-type-of) old man?!“

The girl’s complaint was drowned out by everyone’s laughter.

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Author’s words: Old Man Hoi Hoi is in effect.