Friday, June 26, 2026

[WN] Emperor's Seventh Son : 18 - 7


18-7

The Boy Who Admired Knights


Translator : PolterGlast


The day I took the guild's promotion exam and brought back a special book I couldn't show anyone, I remembered a schedule I had forgotten.

A fever, you say?

Yes, My Lord. He was stable for a while, but it seems he developed a slight fever today, and food is hardly passing through his throat.

It's about that boy we rescued from Codwall's storehouse. I intended to check on him, but had completely forgotten. It seems he got a fever.

Shall I report to you when his condition returns...? The maid said reservedly to her master with a weak presence. Practically speaking, the master of this mansion is someone like Atomina-aneue, I suppose.

No, this is exactly the time for yams.

...Eh? Y-Yams, is it?

Right. In times like this, nothing beats grated mountain yams. Alright, I'll go gather some. Leave a grater in a conspicuous place in the kitchen for me. See ya.

U-Umm, My Lord, it's night right now, you know!? Ah...

Night is my territory. As soon as I dashed out of the Lord's mansion, I removed the lens covering my eye. I suffered because of this eye, but now it is nothing but a convenient special ability. I dove into the forest north of Erin. And searched for yams. Found them. Since I went through the trouble, I secured 5 or 6 of them and returned to the mansion.

Yes... Come in...

When I knocked on the door, a feeble boy's voice came from inside. It seems he was awake. A lamp was lit, and the boy was simply gazing at the trees beyond the window. That face turned towards me.

Eh...!? A-Ashley-sama!?

You remembered me. How's your condition?

Eh, condition... Ah, yes, it has settled down quite a bit... Thank you for nursing someone like me, even though I can't return anything...

The boy was formal. But I am not happy being treated with such an attitude. So I thrust a bowl of grated yam towards him.

I heard you got a fever, so I went and dug up some yams. Here, eat, this will pass through your throat.

U-Umm... ehh...? Did you go gather this... for my sake...?

I went through the trouble of saving you, it would leave a bad taste in my mouth if you died. Come on, don't hold back, gulp it down, it's for your own good.

Ugh...

Since he didn't take it, when I stepped in and thrust it forward, the boy cowered. He has a beautiful face. Although he still had scars of abuse all over his body, he had a cuteness that perverts would likely fancy.

Sorry, it seems I was a little rough.

N-No... This is my problem, so Ashley-sama is not at fault! I-I will partake...

Are you still afraid of men?

Yes... I'm sorry, even I find it pathetic... This kind of thing...

When he brought the grated yam to his mouth, perhaps his body was craving nutrition, he started slurping it deliciously. He scraped the bowl with a spoon and ate it all cleanly. ...Come to think of it, I forgot my own portion.

Phew... I'm sorry, it seems I was hungry...

Seems like it. Having you eat it so deliciously makes it worth the trouble of gathering.

You are... kind...

I wonder about that. I'm just following my intuition. I'm glad it seems you've gotten better.

Talking to him like this, he was quite an easy guy to talk to. Reserved and humble, he's a rare existence among the folks gathering in this mansion. Every single one of them has strong self-assertion, after all...

My name is Baldur, Ashley-sama. I am often called Bud by others...

A brave name. Nice to meet you, Bud.

Yes, nice to meet you too! And, once again, thank you for saving me...! I wanted to thank you the whole time, but kept missing the timing...

Rather, it's simply because I'm a human who can't stay in one place.

Bud, huh. He doesn't have the face of a Baldur, but Bud suits him quite well. He was straight without distortion, and possessed a quality that makes you want to cheer him on.

It's proof that you are a man of action. Ashley-sama, when this body heals a little more, please let me help you!

Help, huh... But if it becomes known that you are helping us, your family might be threatened, you know. That is Yord's method.

I am an orphan, so it's fine. My father was a servant, so on his deathbed, he introduced me to the Knight Order.

He targeted an orphan with no relatives, huh... There were times I felt a bit of guilt about Codwall's end, but... targeting such a child is the lowest of the low.

But you're afraid of men, aren't you. It's fine for now, so slowly heal your body and heart.

Th-That's... I'm fine... I'm not afraid or anything...

Then let's test it.

Ugh...?!

I took the boy's hand and observed his complexion. He's pale and trembling. Reintegrating into society is still impossible.

I-I'm fine... I am a man, I'm not afraid of men... Ugh, urgh...

You are admirable. Trying to face something painful like that. I am always running away from troublesome things.

As a small consolation, I gently stroked the palm of his hand. Being shown something like this, one cannot help but console him. Gender does not matter.

A lot of... terrible things were done to me...

But you survived like this. The nightmare is already over.

He rejoiced at seeing me suffer... When I pleaded for help, he laughed happily... He was a guy like a devil...

That's what you call a sadist, I suppose. When the defect of a lack of conscience is added to that, a monster who can truly enjoy violence from the bottom of his heart is born. I learned this from the book of the other world too.

Having a red-hot branding iron pressed against me... Being suddenly hit for no reason... That smelly guy's body squeezed me until my ribs felt like breaking...

But Codwall is dead, he's no longer here. He died a miserable death befitting his evil deeds. You are safe now.

He probably couldn't help but speak of it. He must have wanted to tell someone what was done to him.

You are a wonderful person...

The trembling stopped from his body. He squeezed my hand back, and perhaps misunderstanding me in some way, he said something strange looking somewhat happy.

Please, let me take care of your personal needs. For the current me, that's about all I can do...

Sorry but I decline that. I am a prodigal Prince, I am bad at staying in one place, so I do not need a page or the like.

Then I will follow you!

Even more so, no. That will hinder my freedom. Hm...?

A knock sounded. Wondering what it was, I turned around and saw Atomina-aneue and Lady Yumil.

Oh my, Ashley, you were in an unexpected place...

You two as well. Hm, what's that?

There were yams in the kitchen. Thinking this would pass through Bud-kun's throat, we grated them.

Everyone thinks the same thing, huh. Let's not mention that I was the one who dug them up.

Good for you, Bud, you must have been hungry.

Eh...?

You have to eat properly, okay?

I feel like I ended up making too much. But since you haven't eaten anything, you can handle this much. Do your best, Bud!

However, wouldn't he throw up if made to eat three portions?

Umm, I already received some from Ashley-sama, so...

What are you talking about?

Please don't play dumb!?

Oh my... Those yams, did you go gather them? You unexpectedly have good points...

It's fine, about three portions will fit in♪ After all, you're a boy♪

It's impossible, that much won't fit in!!

That won't do. You won't get better if you don't eat properly. Besides, these are grated yams that Princess Atomina-sama made while slightly scraping her hand on the grater, you know? I think you'll be punished if you don't eat it properly.

Personality-wise, it seems Aneue and Yumil get along well. They were pressing bowls filled with grated yam onto the boy while laughing together. Yams fill the stomach more than they look, after all. Bud is probably already full. However, even if I explain that, Aneue in this state won't stop. This is an empirical rule.

But three portions would kill him. If it's alright, could you give that one to me?

Oh my, does Ashley-kun want to eat my home cooking? Let's see... fine, I'll give it to you specially.

I wonder if just grating yams can be called home cooking. Receiving the bowl from Lady Yumil, I scooped it into my mouth using a spoon.

Hii?! M-My stomach, it's really full!

You mustn't hold back. You hadn't eaten properly, so eat properly.

Th-That's why... it won't all fit in at once...

It's an Imperial Princess's order. Eat, Bud-kun.

Hiiiiii!?

Unilaterally shoving grated yam into his mouth, that is almost half abuse now. But that too is due to love. I am not great enough to be able to deny Aneue's love. Out of sympathy, I lightly patted Bud's shoulder. Then, it seems he had overcome his androphobia just a little bit. He didn't tremble at the skinship, nor did he raise his voice.

Even if you have no appetite, you have to eat properly. Atomina-sama, I'll hold him down.

Eh!?

However, I don't know about his gynophobia. For a moment I thought about stopping them, but seeing the sight of him being nursed by Aneue, I changed my mind. A rough cure is also necessary once in a while. Yeah, I am absolutely not jealous of such a weakened boy.

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