Disappointing Teleportation Magic ~ Even Though The Movement Distance Is Only 1 Millimeter, I Will Rise Through Ingenuity ~ - Chapter 63.3

The countess, who had been about to sit across from me at the table, flinched and stopped moving. If they were planning something, I would make sure they understood that such actions were a life-threatening risk.

A maid, on the verge of tears, served tea, and I began telling the countess and Bodwan the tale of my wyvern slaying, though they hadn’t asked.

I detailed how ferocious, hard, and difficult the wyvern had been to defeat. I described how many knights and soldiers were brutally struck down, and I made sure to mention that my magic was powerful enough to slice even a wyvern. I also added a story about how Dorotheus, who had launched a surprise attack, met his end.

While I talked, the countess and Bodwan sat there, nodding like puppets.

“Excuse me. The room is ready; I will show you the way,” Egor, the butler, interrupted, and both of them looked visibly relieved.

As I stood to move, an old suit of armor displayed near the drawing room door caught my eye.

“Is this armor just for decoration?”

“No, this was actually worn by the former head of the household.”

“Interesting… Transfer.”

With a flick of my transfer magic, I sliced the armor cleanly down the middle, and it collapsed to the floor with a clatter.

“It’s too fragile. You should get sturdier armor.”

When I turned around, the countess was trembling uncontrollably.

The room Egor led us to was a guest room, both spacious and impeccably clean.

“It’s a good room… but it would be a waste to stain it with bl00d.”

“Eh… Wh-what are you saying?”

“If unknown assassins attack, I’ll have to respond accordingly, so please make sure the security is thorough to avoid such incidents.”

“Y-yes, of course.”

“Well, slicing through a human is easier for me than snapping a twig.”

“Hii…! E-excuse me.”

Egor, who had previously displayed such arrogance at the entrance, now scurried away, pale-faced.

“Yuto, wasn’t that a bit too much?”

“They made the first move. I don’t want them thinking I’m just a former commoner who will stay silent when disrespected.”

“You’re a hopeless man.”

With an exasperated look, Araseli leaned against me, and I pulled her close as we collapsed onto the large bed.