Alfine's point of view


　Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!

　It's the hubris of Fynn that he's going to be able to leave me to fend for himself, when he's so far away from me!

　In addition, the fact that the defective Feen was such a badly made man, and he even secured an escape fund for himself and disappeared.


　I was biting my nails in my new room in the mansion in King's Landing, which I bought with the money I saved up as an adventurer in order to live with Fynn.

　On the table in front of me is a sheet of paper detailing the high quality equipment and money I bought for Fynn, along with other things.


　I'm sure you'll find a lot of people who have been in the market for a while now who have been in the market for a long time.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time in the world, but I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time in the world.


　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make your life easier, but I'm sure you'll be able to find it.

　It's a habit I've always had that I can't stop when I'm frustrated, and Fynn always warned me to stop, but I couldn't stop for a long time.


　We've been together for a long time, and what was wrong with Fynn's stuff?

　It's really, really not possible. ......

　Oh, it's frustrating.


　Biting my nails wasn't enough to get rid of my frustration, and I kicked the desk in front of me as hard as I could.

　Then there was a knock at the door.


'What's wrong, Lady Alfine?'


　The one who opened the door was the first man I hired as the mansion's caretaker and butler.

　Becoming a nobleman meant I had to learn a lot of manners, so I had hired him as the former head butler of a nobleman while I bought the mansion.


　I can't let anyone but Fynn know that I, the perfect goddess of swords, have a bad habit of biting my nails.

　I pulled my mouth away from my nails.


　The butler knocked on my door and walked in.

　I admire his work ethic, but Fynn wouldn't read the air and come in at a time like this.


　I made a face, slightly annoyed that the butler wasn't used to dealing with me, but I made a face of dignity.


It's nothing. I'm sure you've asked the adventurers to find a place where Fynn might stop by.

As requested, the Adventurer's Guild has dispatched adventurers to the location designated by Alfine, but unfortunately, Master Fihn himself was not present, so no one reported seeing him.


　The steward has been reporting on the status of the search for Fynn in a nonchalant manner, but it seems to be fruitless.

　If it were true, I would have been able to find him myself, but being knighted and knighted by the kingdom has given me so much to do that I had no choice but to ask someone else to do it for me.


　You're right, where did he go?

　I don't think she's told any of the adventurers she's been close to or the people in town that she hasn't told them anything, and I seriously don't want them to think that I fired her or anything.

　I have the impression that she is the perfect goddess of swords. My image!

　Oh, I'm starting to remember and I'm getting annoyed again: ...... I can't do this without getting the butler to back off and bite my nails as soon as possible.


''Thanks for the report. As for Fynn's case, expand the search area through the Adventurer's Guild to the neighboring cities. I don't care how much it costs. I don't care how much it costs.

Yes, sir. We'll expand our search to neighboring towns.


　When the butler left the room after receiving instructions, I was biting my nails again.


　I'm going to find him and say in front of me, 'I'm sorry, I misunderstood and it was wrong of me. I will do anything to make you get down on your knees and say, 'I'll do everything I can to make you stay by my side,' in front of me.