I Was Deemed a Worthless Saint Without a Level-Up Blessing and Was Sent Off to Marry a Neighboring Country, but It Turns Out My Blessing Was Actually Level Cap Removal - Episode 30

“Sorry… My mother suddenly said she wants to have tea with Ferulina…”

Alvent, looking somewhat apologetic, broached the subject at the breakfast table the day after being shown around the royal castle.

The formal audience between Ferulina and the kings, with the main nobles invited, is scheduled for three days later.

It is the grand unveiling of the “Saint who came as the bride of the second prince from the Klein Kingdom.”

“Before that, my mother suggested that if I drink some tea privately, it might ease my nerves a bit on the day of the event…”

Even though it was a refreshing morning, Alvent let out a deep sigh with a dark expression that made it seem as if the night’s darkness still lingered there.

“Even if my mother-in-law invites me for tea, I just feel depressed because I have to be so considerate…! I’m really sorry about my mom…!”

Bending deeply as if to shrink her large frame, Ferulina was greatly flustered.

“Ah, Lord Alvent! Please, don’t apologize!”

Leaning forward with his hands on the table, Alvent still keeps his head down.

“Your Majesty, I am deeply grateful for your kindness! To say I am gloomy is utterly absurd…!”

As for being considerate, it is indeed as Alvent said.

Even if it’s just between us, I’m having tea with a queen. Moreover, if it’s the mother of my husband who has just married into the family, there is no one on this continent who can say they wouldn’t be on their toes.

Buzz buzz buzz! Shaking my head, I reach out to his broad shoulder as if to soothe him. My fingertips tremble slightly.

“However… I am a clumsy and careless person who is also uneducated in the manners of a lady… Even though it is only natural for Her Majesty the Queen to reprimand me for my shortcomings, I feel so sorry if I caused any trouble to Lord Alvent because of it…”

Since awakening the power of the saint, I have spent almost all my time studying, training, and going on expeditions, so I have almost no experience with tea parties.

There were no friends who would invite Ferulina.

I did receive some education as a lady, being the daughter of a baron, but no matter how you look at it, I am not someone who could have tea with the queen of a nation.

If I had known this would happen, I should have reviewed my manners more thoroughly in the carriage on the way to the Gobules Kingdom, but it’s too late now.

I had assumed that, just like the Kingdom of Klein, what was being asked of Ferulina was only to accompany the knights’ expedition as a saint…

I never imagined that I would be treated like this as the bride of the second prince.

Even if the reason is that Ferulina might embarrass herself during the audience and tarnish the royal family’s prestige, I can’t help but feel incredibly happy to be cared for in this way.

With tension and anxiety, but also overwhelming gratitude and joy, I felt like tearing up and bit my lip.

Suddenly, my fingertip was grabbed with great force.

As soon as I lifted my gaze, which had been looking down for some time, I found myself staring into black eyes filled with a strong light.

With a determined expression, Alvent stands up resolutely.

“Let’s cancel the tea party after all! I’ll tell Mother myself!”

“Eh? Eeeeeh!? A-Alvent-sama, please wait…!”

I let go of Ferulina’s hand and managed to grab Alvent’s sleeve as he walked away quickly. However, I was almost dragged along by his momentum and nearly fell.

“Y-Yes, I’m fine! It’s the Queen’s thoughtful gesture, after all…! I will gladly accept!”

“It’s okay, Ferulina. You don’t have to worry about it. …You really don’t want to, do you?”

Did Alvent stop in his tracks thinking he might trip Ferulina like this? He turned to look back at Ferulina.

As he tried to untangle the sleeve that had been grabbed, his fingertips gently touched Ferulina’s hand, filled with concern.

Putting all her strength into her fingertips to avoid letting go, Ferulina looked up at Alvent and shook her head vigorously.

“It’s a misunderstanding! I don’t dislike it at all!”

It’s not that I dislike it. I feel nervous and anxious, but I definitely don’t dislike it.

If there is something scary about Ferulina, it is…

Even though I spoke from the heart, Alvent’s gaze turned into one that seemed to pity a child trying to act tough.

“Thank you, Ferulina. Your kindness is more than enough. But I don’t want to put any more burden on you, especially since I’ve already been pushing you too hard. Don’t worry, I’ll talk to Mother myself…”

“I-I really don’t dislike it! It’s just…!”

Why can’t I communicate it well?

With a voice that felt like it was about to break into tears, I shouted, and Alvent blinked in surprise.

“Just, what is it?”

It seems like he is willing to listen to Ferulina’s story.

Alvent, who had bent down to meet my gaze, peered into my face and gently urged me to continue.

The gaze full of concern was endlessly gentle, and as if being pushed from behind, Ferulina managed to squeeze out her words.

“I truly appreciate the Queen’s kindness…! However, I’m a rude person, so I’m extremely worried that if I’ve disappointed you, it might cause trouble for Lord Alvent as well…!”

With eyes glistening with anxiety, I somehow managed to convey the message, and as soon as I finished speaking, Alvent collapsed to his knees.

“Alvent-sama!?”

With a splat, Alvent fell to all fours on the terrace, and I knelt down with a bewildered voice.

“What happened to you!?”

“Ah, the destructive power of cuteness…!”

Covering his mouth with his thick palm and muttering something indistinctly, Alvent straightened his expression and declared.

“Got it. I’ll go with you too!”

At first, the story I heard from Alvent was that it was just tea between the queen and Ferulina, but is that really okay?

“I think Ferulina will be fine, but after all, it’s that mother…! It’s always better to have as many allies as possible…!”

With a solemn determination and clenched fists, it is as if he is a knight about to venture into a perilous realm.

The tea party with the queen is making me increasingly anxious, wondering if I really need to be that prepared.

When we first met, I felt that both the king and queen, at least, did not seem to dislike Ferulina, but it might have been a misunderstanding.

“Um, Lord Alvent. You don’t have to accompany me if it’s too much trouble…”

If the tea party with the queen is something even Alvent fears, I would feel sorry for having you accompany me.

When I tried to decline gently,

“No, a man doesn’t go back on his word!”

I was firmly turned down.

The tightly drawn expression is nothing short of reassuring.

Alvent, who stood up first, extends a hand to Ferulina.

“Thank you very much…”

Standing with the help of a large hand, Ferulina looks up at Alvent with a feeling of gratitude.

“Lord Alvent is truly a reliable person…!”

When I expressed my heartfelt respect, for some reason, I heard another “ugh.”