Now then, it’s time to start the happy hour.
We started preparing the stage for the food and the entertainment for the wedding and most importantly, the main event. We spread the blue sheet so you could see the stage and arranged the food. We also placed the stump chairs and table at the appropriate place.
As for the food, I had prepared chicken sashimi using the herb chicken I had raised with utmost care. From the liver, heart, gizzard and the meat, not a single part of the chicken was left to waste. I also prepared chicken skewers. Today was a special day so I didn’t want to hold myself back.
They brought a whole deer and cow. The deer and cow were freshly butchered this morning and they had loaded all part of the animals in the wagon. It seemed Sarasa had bought the finest alcohol she had in her store too. I couldn’t wait to try it.
On the other side, Ash was totally engrossed with the cow’s bone with bits of meat still intact on it that Sarasa had bought for him.
While we were preparing for the wedding party, an unknown man with silver-rimmed glasses came to my house.
He had two soldiers coming with him.
What a tactless guy to come on such a special day.
Margo, who had just finished cooking the deer steak, went to talk about something with the silver-rimmed glasses guy near the gate.
Margo’s face was steadily turning paler. I could feel the silver-rimmed glasses guy’s eyes shining. He then walked briskly to the fire dagger I had left in front of the blacksmith workshop. Margo tried to stop him but he didn’t even pay Margo the slightest bit of attention.
For some reason, this haughty behavior of his gives me a sense of déjà vu. This is my house. If we’re in Japan, I can report this guy for trespassing.
The silver-rimmed glasses guy took one of the fire daggers I had made and thrusted the dagger into a piece of firewood, igniting it.
Oi! What if my house gets caught in the fire because of you?! You bastard! Maybe I can also report him for arson while we’re at it?
The silver-rimmed glasses guy had a look that gave me the imagination of a pair of demon horns growing from his head.
Margo was looking down. His face was completely pale.
……It can’t be helped.
I decided to interfere. I brought my ultimate weapon, tucarus sashimi, with me.
T/N: It was the father before now the son. Aishhh this family is really… (ㅍ＿ㅍ )