The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)
Chapter 127: The Duty of the Bride is to...be shown off?

Chapter 127: The Duty of the Bride is to...be shown off?

The elf was undoubtedly weird, in the sense that he didn’t like to adhere to this world’s societal norms.

He kept talking in casual speech, despite being an elf who was supposed to walk and talk with great elegance. He would awkwardly add polite words when he spoke to me, but that only augmented how detached he was from the practice on a usual basis.

It wasn’t just the way he talked, but also the way he conduct himself in anything, including meals. He really didn’t like to bother with correct utensils and prefer anything more simple to eat; sandwiches, grilled meats, or noodle dishes that only needed one plate to be served. He had an unhealthy obsession with coffee, and couldn’t care less about tea time.

Listen; it might be just the case of an eccentric inventor, but he could also be an otherworlder. I still needed to dig deeper into the evidence for now.

"Was he satisfactory?" Natha asked one night, when he saw me looking at the revolver’s formation design before bed.

"Izzi? Well...not bad, I think," I put the paper inside my notebook and closed it while mulling about my new employee. "Especially if he’s working and kept quiet," I added with a grin. He was like a train wreck when he talked though, making me think of using that to see if he would slip and say something...’Earth’-like.

"He’s weird, isn’t he?" Natha chuckled as he climbed to the bed. "Almost like he doesn’t fit in this world."

Whoa whoa whoa, easy there, my Lord. You shouldn’t give me a heart attack like that with your nonchalant comment. I almost grimaced at the statement, but thankfully my acting skill had been progressing better these days. I just hoped Natha didn’t catch my heartbeat spiking for a moment earlier.

In another hand, what Natha said about Izzi didn’t fit in this world just made the conjecture about his origin being from another world--presumably, the same one where I came from--grow stronger.

"But then again, many geniuses feel like they don’t fit with the world," Natha added then. "Especially when people rejected their seemingly new and different ideas."

Well...there was that too.

"Well...as long as he does what I want him to do, it doesn’t matter," I shrugged, placing the notebook on the nightstand.

Yeah, it didn’t matter...but that didn’t mean I wasn’t curious! I mean, it didn’t matter because whether or not he was an otherworlder, I would still make him produce those bullet casings. But I still wanted to know if he was a native or not, and...what about the other inventors? What about the person creating the Midas guild? I would like to know!

’Why’, you ask? Well...I guessed, I just wanted to know if there were other cases of transmigration or reincarnation or whatever other than me and the Hero who got summoned. And if they were...I would like to know if they had read the novel.

Perhaps I just wanted to know what the significance of having me transmigrated to this world, which I knew as a book. And...what exactly was this world? Why a whole world could come out of a novel?

There were a lot of questions that I had been shoving down because I had no way to answer them, and it became pointless to always think about it. Of course, finding another otherworlder wasn’t a guarantee of finding the answer to all those questions, but...I just wished it told me something.

"Sweetheart," and then Natha suddenly called me in the middle of my pondering, which almost made me jump.

"Yes?"

He paused for a bit, perhaps because I answered him in a raised voice--which really reflected badly on my acting skill. But it seemed like he just chalked it up to me daydreaming as usual, because he just smiled and pinched my cheek before continuing with what he originally wanted to ask. "So you’re still alright with meeting them before the banquet next week?"

"Oh...you mean the elves?"

Natha was telling me that the elves from that day when I was getting trapped in a dark place had been asking if they could see me. Perhaps because I was technically a child of nature too. Or perhaps it was because they were the ones Natha asked about regarding finding a druid teacher for me.

Anyway, they were only here until before Natha went off to do that annual inspection thingy--which I would participate in also--so they had been especially pressuring him these days.

"Yeah, talking is fine," I nodded. If anything went wrong, I’d just tell Jade to show off its pretty juvenile form and distracted them with it. "But the Banquet..."

"Yes?"

I looked at him carefully, hesitated a bit as he fixed the blanket around my hips so I could feel warmer. "Are you sure it’s alright for me to just attend the opening and come back?"

The banquet, which I only heard about recently, was part of the festival sequence. It was held by the Castle for the high society of the realm of greed, as well as foreign representatives staying there. The Elves were one of those representatives. In a way, the Castle’s banquet was the kickstart of the festival, as the rest of the citizens would have their own celebrations after that. And then, finally, the annual inspection would commence three days later.

The banquet, of course, would be officially opened with the entrance of the Lord and his speech, and Natha had asked me to accompany him during that. It was the duty of the Lord’s spouse to walk with him and attend the event of high society, but since I wasn’t that yet, he gave me a choice.

A banquet of high society? Just imagining it already gave me a fright. I almost asked if I could just stay out when I first heard about it, but then, I tried to ask Eruha what I should do. Eruha told me, that what Natha wanted was most likely not for me to go out of my way and socialized all the demons. Natha probably just wanted to ’show me off’, telling all the attendance that he had chosen his bride.

I mean...how could I stay put now after hearing that?

Eruha suggested that I could just come for the opening, and then came back after Natha’s speech...which sounded good. So I asked Natha the other day if it was alright, and he said yes. Still...I couldn’t help but think that I took an easy way out, and that I might disappoint him.

"Yes, it’s fine," he told me with a smile. "It would be fun if you can accompany me fully, but it’s not necessary too,"

I stared at him as he arranged my hair around the pillow. He didn’t look disappointed, if the twinkling in those silver eyes could be believed, which reassured me greatly. "I will have to talk to a lot of people, so I’m afraid I’d just end up neglecting you."

"Mm..."

Yeah, as the Lord, he was the host. The banquet was designed so that the high-society demons and foreign envoys could talk to him, and the annual inspection was held so the citizens could. So of course, Natha would have to interact with everyone, while I wouldn’t know anyone. It was part of why I felt reluctant, aside from how I wasn’t good in social settings in the first place.

But it also suddenly gave me a glimpse of what I would face when I officially became his...spouse, one day. In the future. Maybe.

And I got worried and giddy at the same time, which was weird.

But Natha shattered my anxious thought with a soft kiss on my forehead. "You’re willing to attend the opening is enough for me, Sweetheart."

"Yeah?"

As I peeked into him under the blanket that I pulled up because I felt flustered, he smiled and caressed my hair, before lowering his head to whisper in my ears. "I just want them to see that I’m already claimed by someone."

"Hmph!" I pulled the blanket over my head, just so he couldn’t see the blush all over my heated face.

* * *

"What do you think about making a new one?" I asked Izzi one day.

"A new one?" he frowned, as we hadn’t even fixed the revolver one.

"Yeah, the one without a bullet," I spread a piece of paper in front of him, but it wasn’t of a gun. What I made was a circuit design, like the mana circuits inside our body, just in a way it could fit in a gun’s body. "I was thinking if it would be possible to put a circuit-like structure running from the mana stone’s slot into the barrel..."

"Circuits?" he tilted his head, and muttered as he scrutinized the design that I made. "Circuits..."

"Yeah, cus’...the problem with not using a bullet is the difficulty to control the output, right?" if someone poured mana directly into the gun, it was difficult to guide it into an intended firing slot, which was the barrel. And even after doing so, managing the amount of mana was difficult; too big, and the gun might explode; too small, and the mana would disperse. "But a spell is built with sequence to limit the mana our body should use..."

For example, when we wanted to evoke a small spell like [fireball], we only needed to do a basic one-lap circulation of mana to activate it, and only opened a small number of gates along our arm to let the activated mana go through the arm’s circuit and manifested the fire from our hand.

Evoking bigger spells, in turn, require more mana circulation, and activation of more gates to make sure the mana could be pumped out in greater amounts.

The chant of the spells, in this case, was a sequence used to guide the mana circulation and the path of the circuits that were needed to activate certain commands and effects through specific combinations. That was why the bigger the spell, the longer the chant.

I put my index finger up and told the elf. "Let’s imagine it as our finger--imagine it as our finger getting crammed with enough circuits to fill our arm, but only one open gate, which is in the barrel. Let’s see...if we use the property of light, and put on...what...speed? Lightning? I don’t know...fire? Vibration? It might work?"

The elf was quiet and frowning, and I wondered if that was too silly. He did seem to be more obsessed with creating a gun with mana bullets, but I wanted him to see the easier, more viable options.

"So...I was thinking the mana could be dispelled from the barrel in a more controlled and targeted output. You know...just like if an enchanter used a cutting light from their finger to carve the rune on the surface of--"

"Like a laser!" he suddenly shouted. "A laser gun!"

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