14.2 The Forest Festival and the Stall of Rose
āItās a variant of the forest-knit fairy. Donāt touch it, itās ferocious.ā
āDespite looking like a knitted glove, itās a fairy. What is a fairy, really…ā
Although itās a snowy forest, itās as if Noinās walking on a flat ground…
His footsteps were lightāsaid spirit of Midnight Throne was currently walking while holding Dia.
It seemed that the strength of nonhumans was completely different from that of humans. There was no sign of his arm getting numb.
She was surprised he could keep carrying her the entire night, considering her weight. It seemed that not only was he a slender beauty, he was also supple and masculine. She wondered if Dilvier was capable of the same feat.
ā…The firewood looks like itās going to be chopped quickly.ā
āIāll say this now, but all creatures other than humans hate fireplaces. That wood is going to be used to make a magical door to draw in extra things.ā
āWell, well, I see. I didnāt know that at all. Do you dislike fireplace too, Noin?ā
āI donāt know how many times Iāve wanted to extinguish the fireplace in your room.ā
āNanu. Humans who canāt be gently warmed by magic will freeze and die, so please refrain from doing that.ā
āIāll only permit it until tomorrow.ā
ā…Muu.ā
Then, is there something beyond tomorrow?
However, death was an indispensable part of Diaās revengeāso that she could finally enjoy the other side which she had always yearned for.
She may not be able to spend Evemeria in that way with him anymoreābut judging from what he had said, would they be reunited on the Day of the Dead? Would he take her somewhere again?
When she thought about it, she felt happy. Dia quietly covered her mouth, which was itching to smile, with one hand.
It felt as if he was smiling too, but when Dia looked up at Noin, his face was clear.
āBut, isnāt gratin baked using the fireplace?ā
āAs if. Thatās what the oven is for.ā
ā…So, gratin isnāt baked in the fireplace?ā
āWhere did you get that silly information?ā
ā…When the thought of killing them occur, I conspired to use gratin.ā
āHoo…ā
As Noin narrowed his eyes, they passed through the forest.
Their surroundings suddenly became bright and the hue of the night changed.
Dia then turned her eyes to the view of the town that was presented to her.
Involuntarily, she grabbed Noinās shoulder tightly, before quietly touching the ground using her toes three times.
ā…Itās the town.ā
She was currently stepping down on a town that would be considered as fairytale in her own kingdom.
Is it because of Evemeria?
The town shone bright with decorative trees lit using magical lights and mysterious, shimmering, blessing stones. Petals were scattered on the snow-covered sidewalk.
There was a small ornamental tree on the window side of the store, and the fairies were clinging to the window, looking at the ornamental tree.
It seemed that many restaurants were still open, but there was also a lot of shops which sold the goods of the festival. Those goods would probably sell out by the end of Evemeria.
When she entered the town while still in the arm of Noin, who walked slowly, fireworks that were launched from somewhere enveloped the night sky.
ā…Fireworks…ā
āThis town has the longest-running Evemeria. After the night mass, there will be the ceremony of the bonfire. The mass itself is slow to start because itās not strictly Evemeria.ā
āWhy is Evemeria the longest in this town?ā
āProbably to make money. There are many people who are moving away because the festivals of this town last two times longer than those of major cities. No matter how you look at it, the number of shops donāt match the size of the town.ā
āHence why I can enjoy Evemeria here.ā
The town was lively.
Festival greetings were being exchanged here and there in the relatively small town. The town itself had that mysterious uplifting atmosphere.
As they walked down the sidewalk and joined the flow of people, the owner of one of the stalls noticed her and beckoned.
Since it was the first for Dia, she stiffened completelyāhardly knowing what to do. It was then when Noin looked back in a familiar way.
āMy, my… a spirit, I see. Is that lady in your embrace your lover?ā
āāLo-!?ā
āHer magical zone is low. I want to let her enjoy the festival, but she canāt walk on her own.ā
āThat sounds quite problematic. However, if sheās being cared for so much like this, then surely, the problem will be solved in the end. Now, how about some festival baked goods? Some of our food stalls are for children, which are less stimulating for the magical zone.ā
āThereās no star honey added?ā
āNope. I use sugar flowers and misty honey as substitutes instead. Even if she only has around 20 ranges of motion, she can have it.ā
Nodding to the words, Noin bought a baked sweet which was freshly bakedāprobably using magic, because there was no sign of a fire.
A large cake baked in an oval shape was cut into thin pieces and put into a paper bag with a smooth surface so it could be bitten as it was.
After saying āthank youā to Noin, she took a quick bite. The cake contained plenty of dried fruits, and she was overwhelmed by the scent of spices, such as cinnamon and nutmeg.
It had a slight sweetness; therefore, she could eat as much as she wanted.
Next, she spotted a skewered meat shop. Dia quickly pulled Noinās clothes to inform him, because he was looking in a different direction.
āNoin, look, your favorite skewered meat is there.ā
āNot once have I ever said that itās my favorite.ā
āMu?ā
āGood grief…ā
Then, Dia bought the skewer of a mysterious creature called pork. After eating the finest skewered meat dressed with herbs and salt she had ever tasted, she still felt unsatisfied.
The meat was so delicious that it left a great impression on her. Dia finally found her first favorite variant of meat in her life.
āGya! My skewer was taken away!!ā
āIf you plan to eat them all, donāt forget thereās still the next stall.ā
ā…Muguu, o, okay then, only a little…ā
Dia protested in a hurryābut certainly, it would be better to eat little by little, considering it might be possible to eat various other things.
She reluctantly changed the angle of the skewer so that Noin, whom was holding Dia with one arm, could easily eat it.
Hot wine poured into a paper cup, a bite-sized cake with honey, round, fresh cheese.
Of course, fluffy steamed bread-like sweets, strawberries and chocolate cookies were also indispensable.
A paper doll that spun round and round, and an ornament from Evemeria which looked more gorgeous than the queenās necklace…
āGlittering.
āGlittering.
Oh, so that person is a dragon…
A man who passed also hugged his companion gently like Noin. When she stared at him, he had curled horns and was one head taller than anyone aroundāhe matched the characteristics of dragons that she was taught.
A fairy in the shape of bird, whom was trying to steal the lease of a stall was scolded. When she looked closely, those bread-like creatures, there was actually an abundance of them.
There was a snowfall. At the end of the street leading to the square in the center of the town, a mysteriously illuminated church was visible.
There was a large ornamental tree in front of the church, was that the ornamental tree Noin wanted to show her?
However, just by looking at the small ornamental trees scattered all around town, Dia had already leaked a sigh of great satisfaction even though they hadnāt yet reached the large ornamental tree.
***T/N: Yeah!! For all of you who read this chapter while listening to fairytale-theme bgm, STRUM IT UP!!! For those who don’t; go search one, and STRUM IT UP!!!! Man, too good, Author, your atmospheric skill is too good. I feel like I am also there with Dia. SUGAR FLOWERS?! MISTY HONEY!? GIVE THEM TO ME I WANNA EAT!!!
It all sounds delicious and I want to eat it
Its like shes chihiro from spirited away
Yes, fantasy-themed bgm is such a must while reading this ;-;
thank you š they are having such a sweet time
Loving the world building in this
Dragon brought a human bae?