Chapter 17 – A Butler Who Drifted Ashore
A small boat had washed up and come ashore on the beach. Did it drift here to this uninhabited island? I cautiously approached and checked inside.
Then I saw a person lying on the boat.
“…It’s a person. Skor, there’s someone lying here!”
“Ah, you’re right. They’ve washed up here just like me.”
Come to think of it, Skor also drifted here. She did well to survive. Well, the sea around here is calm and the waves aren’t that big.
No, more importantly.
This man was lying face down wearing a gentleman’s suit…no, a butler’s suit. He has white hair and seems old. ―― Wait, hold on!
“Skor, I’m sorry but I need you to use your Heal on him right away.”
“For this person? Understood!”
Skor put her hands out and cast “Heal”.
The collapsed white-haired man should have recovered with this. When I gently turned him over ―― I knew it.
“Alfred.”
“Alfred-san?”
“Yeah. He was my personal butler when I was the third prince of the Dvorzak Empire. His name is Alfred.”
“I see. But why is he here on this uninhabited island…?”
We could ask him and find out.
Alfred regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyelids. As he sat up, he looked at me and then burst into tears, sobbing like a waterfall.
“……Young Master! Are you the Young Master?!”
“Stop it with the Young Master. Don’t hug me, it’s suffocating!!”
“Oh, it’s Rasty-sama after all! To be exiled to an uninhabited island like this…”
“Indeed. It was so unfair that I even felt despair. But Alfred, why did you end up here?”
When I asked him about the situation, Alfred’s face turned pale and he trembled.
“…Rasty-sama. The Dvorzak Empire is in great trouble.”
“In trouble?”
“Yes, it wasn’t long after Rasty-sama disappeared… the economy of the Dvorak Empire rapidly declined. As a result, neighboring countries like the Glaznov Republic and the Allied Nation Nielsen are also in a state of panic. It’s a situation where war may break out any moment.”
What did he say…?
Since I was exiled, things had turned out like that over there. It’s only been two or three days since I came on this island, but it seems like a terrible situation has occurred around the Empire.
“Ah, how about the elven country Borodin!?”
A flustered Skor asked Alfred.
“Oh, a beautiful elf. And who might you be?”
“Ah, yes. My name is ‘Skor Zlonitse’.”
“Skor Zlonitse… Skor Zlonitse!?”
Alfred was astonished.
What, is she that famous?
“Um, is something the matter?”
“No, I just didn’t expect you to be with Rasty-sama… Unfortunately, the situation in the elf country Borodin is unknown.”
“No way…”
“But with Skor Zlonitse here, Borodin is probably looking for you right now.”
Come to think of it, Skor is a Holy Maiden. Maybe she’s a pretty important person. No, she must be… she is a Holy Maiden.
Well, I don’t know if it’s because they lost me, but it’s refreshing to see that the Dvorak Empire is in trouble.
