Of All Things, I Became a Crow: Chapter #77
Translators: Nyx and Ririi Rain
*Miel’s POV
Miel looked at Rainelle. Miel
frowned at the human figure in front of him as Rainelle was somehow unable to
concentrate and was restless.
"---Rainelle-nim. Did something happen?"
"---Uh, huh?! Does it look like
that?"
Miel nodded his head while swallowing
down the words: “anyone would think so”. Then Rainelle’s expression grew
perplexed. She moved her eyes around and wiggled her fingers.
"...if it's hard to
say, you don't have to tell me. I'm just worried..."
"Thank you for your
concern, Marquis Miel. No, since you’ve been given the surname ‘Albion’, I
should call you Marquis Albion."
"If Rainelle-nim is
comfortable with it, you can just call me Miel."
Miel clenched his teeth at
the sight of her embarrassed smile.
...Is it still too soon?
He felt faintly frustrated
at the thought, but he quickly pulled himself together.
No, she didn't expect it to be like this.
She is a crow, which does not use the term status, but the
time she spent with His Majesty the Emperor is
incomparable to that of me.
I heard from Myrdin-nim that she had rescued
His Majesty the Emperor and had been with him ever since.
Recalling that fact, Miel
hurriedly opened his mouth,
"Of course, it is
only when Rainelle-nim wants it. ...Ah, Rainelle-nim"
"...?"
"I couldn't show you
before, but... would you like to see the intermediate-level spirits?"
The purple eyes twinkled
at the words ‘intermediate-level spirit’.
"---you mean the
intermediate-level spirits of the four major elements?"
"That's right. It's difficult to call a
high-level spirit indoors in many ways. Please understand."
"All right."
Her eyes were glowing with
curiosity and anticipation. Seeing that, Miel narrowed his eyes in a smile.
It was a pure and
beautiful smile that he had never shown to other nobles, servants, or commoners
during his time as a slave.
Although it’s because of the spirits, it’s good
to make her happy with my own abilities. It feels really good.
With that in mind, Miel
spoke with a smile in his voice,
"I can summon any
number of spirits. But wouldn't you be thirsty or hungry in the middle?"
"...Oh, that's right.
Then I'll have the maids bring tea and refreshments."
Rainelle called the maid
in high spirits, smiling as if excited at the thought of seeing the intermediate-level
spirits. With a pleased smile on his face, Miel spoke again,
"Rainelle-nim, aren’t
you originally a crow? ---So how about spending time with the spirits in your
original form rather than in human form?"
Rainelle thought for a
moment at those words. Then she mumbled as she looked into Miel's eyes,
"...but I’m feeling
sorry for Marquis Albion..."
"It's fine as long as
Rainelle-nim is comfortable."
At that, Rainelle looked
up in contemplation. She pondered until the maids brought the tea and
refreshments. She seemed to have made up her mind when Miel summoned the
intermediate-level spirits.
A black bird flew up with
a low, shrill cry. Then, as if to warm up, she hovered over Miel’s head and
then landed on the chair opposite him.
Now Miel could see Rainelle's
crow form properly.
It was a black, shiny,
large crow. The golden necklace with blue jewel around her neck stood out so
much.
The black bird, who
clacked her beak as she blinked her clear eyes, was tilting her head.
The crow, who had been looking
at him, spread her wings and flew. She flew near the intermediate-level wind
spirit that was summoned by Miel.
The intermediate-level
wind spirit, which resembled a Wyvern, felt Miel's intention. It raised itself and flew
to the crow.
The crow, who was flapping
her wings in a good mood, started flying around the room with the wind spirit
excitedly.
Miel couldn't read facial
expressions like when she was a human, but he could feel that
Rainelle was really
enjoying it now. No matter how he couldn’t read a bird’s facial expression, how
can he not know how excited she was when he saw her fly around with the intermediate-level
spirit like that?
Seeing her preoccupied
with flying around, Miel sent the other three spirits back. Seeing Rainelle
enjoying flying with the wind spirit, he would call the others again later.
He raised his head and
looked at the crow and the intermediate-level spirit. As if they were playing
pranks on each other, they got closer and then moved away from each other several
times. It seemed like they were getting along. They could fly, so there was
something to share.
Miel was relieved that at
least Rainelle was satisfied with her time with his spirits. Miel tilted his
teacup.
***
*3rd person POV
Even after Miel returned, Rainelle’s
situation did not improve much. That was how serious(?) Rainelle’s condition
was. Even after meeting Karmeut or Miel, nothing changed. Most of the time She
spent her time staring blankly into the air most of the time.
It was so worrying that
Sepia came and asked if she was okay while in tears, but Rainelle showed no
signs of getting any better.
"...Is that so?"
"Yes. So I am sorry
Marquis Namuel, can you take a look at her?"
Hearing that, Namuel
nodded his head as he put on his glasses. It may not have been his field, but
the peculiarity of a crow that ate Crobanlock was something that the Marquis
could make him move.
Above all else, isn't she
the most precious person of His Majesty, who had also sought him for this
matter directly?
And so, Namuel and Karmeut
began to move to the room where Rainelle was.
"...Rainelle?"
There was no answer. Usually,
she would answer with a brief cry or she would have turned into a human figure.
Due to the different
reaction, Karmeut let out a long sigh. Namuel headed towards Rainelle, who was
sitting under the sun.
"Rainelle-nim. Nice
to see you It’s been a while."
Again, no answer came. Her
beak was slightly open and her wings were slightly drooping while her eyes were
looking only at the air.
Namuel sighed briefly at
the sight of the crow, who clearly spaced out.
Then, enduring the rudeness, he reached out and
tapped her beak.
"...Kkaak?!"
Namuel was silent for a
moment at Rainelle’s behavior of flying into the air while flapping her wings in
panic. It may not have been intended, but the sudden flapping of her wings blew
a strong wind onto his face.
"---Caaw?"
It seemed that she had calmed
down a little. Rainelle tilted her head as she sat back on the perch.
"I came here because
the Emperor said that Rainelle-nim is acting differently from usual. ...May I
check your condition for a moment?"
Rainelle nodded slowly,
expressing doubt. In the sense of her permission, Namuel carefully reached out
his hand and began to examine her physical condition.
He spread out her wings,
looked at her pupils, and opened her beak to examine her mouth closely. Namuel furrowed
his brows.
"...What’s wrong? Is
there something wrong with Rainelle’s body?”
"No, Your Majesty. Rainelle-nim
is in excellent health. There is nothing to worry about."
"...Then what’s wrong
with Rainelle?"
“I think it would be better
to ask.”
At those words, the Emperor put on a
displeased expression.
‘Rainelle didn't even tell me why
she was like this. ...Will she tells Namuel? If she does, that's a problem.’
Thinking like that, Karmeut
looked at Namuel and Rainelle.
"Rainelle-nim. Can
you tell me why?"
The crow's purple eyes landed
on him. She opened her beak. The bird closed and opened her beak repeatedly, then
she shook her head.
"...Caaw."
When the crow turned her
back to Namuel, the wizard had no choice but to let out a long sigh.
"...what happened to
Rainelle-nim?"
"...she’s been like
that since she went to the tea party."
"Then the cause must
be one of the people who participated in the tea party."
"According to Sir
Windster, it was an ordinary tea party with no major problems."
"..."
The wizard could not say
any more at the Emperor's words. His mouth only opened again after a long
while.
"...Then it seems
that the only way is to wait until Rainelle-nim feels better. It seems like she’s
worried about something."
"...is that so?"
"Yes, and in this
matter, I think Your Majesty is more suitable than me."
Namuel’s eyes curved
softly as he whispered,
"Isn’t Your Majesty
the closest to her than anyone else?"
The corners of Karmeut's
lips rose.
"-Right."
"Then I'll leave you
two alone. I have to look at the research data I received from Myrdin-nim."
"I'm sorry for troubling
you."
"No. Of course I
would have done what I should do."
Namuel replied with a
smile and turned his gaze to Rainelle. Upon receiving that gaze, the crow slightly
waved one of her wings. The wizard then bowed his head to excuse himself.
When Namuel left the room,
Karmeut looked at his lovely crow. Again, the crow was absentminded. Suppressing
his nervousness, Karmeut turned into a wolf.
A gigantic golden wolf appeared in Karmeut’s spot. The wolf,
while wagging his hairy and shaggy tail, approached the
perch and sat down.
The wolf licked the
corners of his mouth while setting his eyes on the crow that still had her beak
slightly open. Then the wolf stood up with his front paws up. He some closer
and licked the crow's black, smooth beak.
"---Kaakk?!"
Because of that, the crow
fell on the wolf's head. The wolf’s mouth seemed to form a smile and he tilted
his head at the action of the crow, which fluttered her wings for a while.
*whump*
The crow fell into the
wolf's arms and rolled with him. Perhaps it was because her beak was suddenly
licked while she was out of it, the crow could hardly fly and only waved her
wings around.
The wolf stuck out his
tongue and licked the area around the crow’s belly as if to calm her down. The crow
trembled and then began thrashing around with her feet.
As if telling her to stop,
the wolf covered the crow with his tail like a blanket. The crow continued to
toss around.
"Caaaw!!"
Her attempt to escape was
unsuccessful because of the luxuriant fur, so she bit his tail with her beak unsatisfactorily.
The wolf wrinkled his
eyebrows and made a laughing-like noise. The wolf, wagging his tail while
making a satisfied woof, fell face down with his chin on the floor.
The crow tossed and turned
in the wolf's arms. Perhaps she was surprised that he suddenly fell, the crow
didn't try to get out of the wolf's arms at that moment.
On the contrary, as if
feeling good, the crow half-closed her eyes and seemed to be preparing herself
for bed. The wolf licked his nose.
Karmeut: ‘If Rainelle feels comfortable, this isn't
too bad.’
For whatever reason, Karmeut
turned his head and shoved his snout into Rainelle's wing while thinking that
it was enough if Rainelle could be eased of her worries. Rainelle flinched for
a moment as the moist nose touched her wing feathers, but soon she calmly
adjusted her posture.
After that, she began to arrange
the wolf's fur with her beak. The wolf seemed to smile yet again at her action
of gently pulling and arranging his soft fur.
The wolf expressed joy by
gently waving the tail that covered the crow's body. But the crow, which was
combed by his tail fur, puffed her feathers and hit him with her beak.
The crow, which made a dissatisfied
cry, flew over the wolf's head. She sat down on his head as if she didn't care
about the wolf's opinion.
At such behavior, Karmeut licked
his nose. Then he clenched his jaw and fell flat on the floor. The crow
staggered for a moment, squealed, and pecked
the back of his nose with her beak. The wolf twitched and lowered his ears.
After the wolf stopped moving, the
crow swayed her tail around contently. Then, very
comfortably, she began to doze off in that position.
Suddenly Karmeut was stuck
in that position until she woke up, but his tail moved in a joyful manner.
---As an added bonus, of course
the Emperor did not return to work, so his servants came to find him, but
nothing could interrupt their time.
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