After Retirement, Living a Stud Life in Another World - 89
Chapter 89: Triumph and Let’s Celebrate
We triumphantly returned to the royal capital.
Although I had resolved to confess the truth to my fiancées once things settled down, the unprecedented victory had the citizens of the capital and the court nobles too preoccupied to afford me such leisure.
The day after our return, a victory ceremony was already arranged at the central square, followed by a triumphal parade. At night, there was a celebratory party at the palace, and an outdoor event venue was set up in the outskirts for a large-scale appreciation gathering for the soldiers. Events were packed to the brim until we were utterly exhausted. Well, from the perspective of ordinary soldiers, who were deployed without understanding why and worked tirelessly, and were even exposed to life-threatening dangers, it was only fair to give them a good time in the end. Participating in events to reward their achievements was also the duty of nobility… Anyway, it was exhausting.
Technically, as a minor, I shouldn’t have to do such public duties, but Beatrice, at sixteen, had the obligation as an adult royal, and on top of that, she was hailed as a hero of the war. Originally, she was already popular among the people for her beauty… Being the center of attention was unavoidable, and as her contracted partner, I had to accompany her. I hoped they would understand.
Beatrice, attracting too much attention as usual, made me think nobody would pay attention to me, but surprisingly, I received a lot of attention… Especially from female knights and wizards. Well, when Beatrice almost collapsed, and I was constantly by her side, everyone saw that. They seemed to vaguely understand that I was useful for something. Well, they hadn’t realized I was a magical mobile battery… or so I hoped.
“Hey, young master, it’s been a while. Seems like you’ve been quite active.”
When I turned around in response to the voice, there was the baron who had supported Gretel during the conflict with the Duchy. I remember carrying baskets full of rocks while she constantly hurled them with magic.
“I’ve just been following Beatrice and Gretel around, not really doing anything myself.”
“I don’t think so. I heard you were giving military advice to the queen and princesses. And I heard you even taught the ‘Water Goddess’ Liese-sama some magic spells. Quite impressive.”
“Well, um… thank you very much.”
Yeah, I should just accept the compliments instead of being modest.
The things I did in this battle were intentionally leaked by the royal family and were known to the common soldiers. The queen seemed eager to give me some “prestige” as the spouse of her beloved daughter, so she exaggerated and spread the story of how I led a special detachment to crush the enemy’s front base and change the course of the battle.
Hmm… I do think I contributed in some way, but it was mainly because my mother, sister, and extraordinary wizards like Beatrice and Gretel happened to be around me… It wasn’t my own ability that brought about those achievements, so it’s awkward to be praised.
“I understand what you’re thinking, humble lad. But you see, all those women with special powers, they all nod along to what you say without a complaint. That’s your precious power, so you can be proud of it.”
Hmm, I wonder. After all, the reason I stand next to Beatrice is because of the strange cheat ability “Seed of God,” and my efforts aren’t reflected there at all. I just can’t bring myself to be proud of it.
But this baron seems to understand my feelings and is trying to encourage me… Yeah, I somehow feel a little better. She may seem rough around the edges, but she’s a good person.
“Oh, you’ve got a better expression now. Men need to stand firm with confidence like that. Women are like birds soaring freely in the vast sky… but even the strongest bird wants a sturdy tree to lean on and find solace when they’re tired. I think you can be that tree, lad.”
She says such nice things. I see, so I should be the place where Beatrice and Gretel can return to. If I’m wavering, that won’t do. That’s why she’s advising me to stand tall… It’s quite an insightful advice.
“But this tree seems to attract a lot of resting birds. Be careful not to anger those battle-crazed young ladies and end up having your trunk chopped down.”
Oh, so that’s what you really wanted to say. You’re ruining the moment when I was touched.
“I’ll do my best to be careful.”
The old lady laughed heartily.