My Wife and I Became Sages in Another World-Chapter 56: Town’s Feast

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Chapter 56: Town’s Feast

The day after the fight, I woke up with no shirt in my bed at End Town, feeling fully invigorated compared to how I felt when I passed out.

Sitting beside me, the princess slept with her arms crossed against the edge of the bed, with Yoru resting next to her.

("Did they spend the whole night here?") I thought as I tried to stand up quietly, but the princess woke up at the slightest sound of rustling.

"Ichiro, how are you feeling!?" she exclaimed as she grabbed my shoulders.

"I-I’m feeling good!" I said a bit nervously.

The princess let out a sigh and sat back in her chair. "I was so worried when you passed out..."

"I just used a lot of MP, not a big deal..." I said, trying to downplay the situation.

"It wasn’t just the MP!" she said while grasping the end of the bedsheets tightly.

A small tear formed under her eye. "Your back was hurt too..."

Reminding me that I had suffered an injury, I tried to look at my back to see if I had any scars, but the princess told me that they managed to heal them before they could leave a mark.

"It was my fault. I’m sorry..." she said, the tear now rolling down her cheek.

At that time, when we got hit by the dragon serpent, I thought that she felt bad that she had simply positioned herself in the wrong spot. But as she cried for my well-being, I realized I was mistaken.

The reason she almost cried on the battlefield was because I got hurt, and the reason she stayed with me throughout the night, healed my wounds, and cried again in the morning was all because of me.

"Sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you..." I said as I wiped her tear with my thumb.

The princess sniffed. "I- I thought you were mad at me..."

"Huh? Why would I get angry with you?" I asked, genuinely confused.

The princess looked down in embarrassment. "After you protected me... Your eyes showed so much anger... I thought you would hate me..."

Reminiscing on the events that had transpired the previous night, I did remember getting quite angry, but my feelings were never directed toward the princess.

"I wasn’t angry at you, princess... I just..." I stopped myself, thinking carefully about what I was going to say.

The princess stared at me intently, waiting for my answer.

"Thinking that you could get hurt made me angry, I guess...." I said, turning my gaze around since I felt a little embarrassed.

("God, this is so dumb... Why am I getting embarrassed when talking to the princess? I’m not actually a kid, so why!?") I thought as I rubbed my head in frustration.

The princess stayed silent as her cheeks turned a little red. Although, anyone would blush if someone uttered those words to you. At least, that’s what I thought.

The tension was released once the maids opened the door, telling us to come down for breakfast. I noticed Vespera wasn’t around, and the princess told me she had been taking care of the potato farm with the villagers.

It was a job that I should have done, but since I didn’t wake up, Vespera took the task and went ahead to complete it for me.

Just as we finished eating, my companion returned from the farm, telling us the potatoes had already grown thanks to the magic we infused in the soil. When I went out to check them out, I noticed a massive group of villagers standing around my house.

Between them were the knights and adventurers from the previous night, who had come to my home to see how I was faring.

After greeting everybody and showing them that I was perfectly fine, Jackson told me that the town would be throwing a party in celebration.

Barbeques had become a thing, and while I obliterated the head of the black dragon serpent, leaving nothing behind, the body was still salvaged and butchered, giving us tons of meat to distribute.

The celebratory bbq lasted throughout the entire day and night.

The people were able to try the new potatoes we had been growing along with the serpent’s meat, which was surprisingly good.

By nighttime, the plaza in the center of the town had a group of musicians playing the instruments I had made for them.

It was a group of village kids who wanted to become bards but could never study music other than self-teaching.

When I created those instruments, I made them because I saw them on the streets playing with barrels as drums and knocking on iron surfaces with sticks like a xylophone. That’s why I thought about making the real deal for them.

However, listening to them at that moment, I realized they had a natural talent for music.

They were playing much better than when I introduced them to the instruments, and their peeling hands showed me how much effort they had put into practice themselves.

As we listened to them play, the princess turned to ask me if we had more of those instruments in town.

I answered positively and told her that I had created a dozen of each. Not only that, but the craftsman in town also made their own and sold them.

She asked me if we could send one of each to her parents since she thought the royal bard would love to play a new instrument.

Curious, I asked about what instruments the bards in the capital liked to play, and she told me that lots of them played the "flemer," which was a flute, the "ringer," also known as a mandolin and the piano.

"Wait... did you say piano?" I asked, knowing that was the only instrument she mentioned with the same name as in my past world.

The princess confirmed what she said, and noticing my interest in it, she said she would ask her parents to send one to town. However, I only knew how to play a few songs, so I didn’t think it would be worth it, but she still insisted.

The next day after the celebration, I used the delivery tablet in my house to send the instruments to the royal family as a gift.

The princess also sent them a letter, telling them about the events that had transpired in the last couple of days while Reinar wrote to his family in Glorya.

A day later, we received a response from the king. From what he said, the bard loved the new instruments and holed himself in a room to practice as soon as he received them.

He also mentioned that he would be sending us a piano. However, it was too big for my delivery tablet to teleport safely.

My tablet worked by having an invisible area around it, and anything inside of that area at the time of teleport would be sent to the other connected tablet. This allowed me to use the tablet to ship items like food crates, instruments, tools, and money.

Nevertheless, it wasn’t possible when it came down to sending something much bigger than the invisible area the tablet covered.

I pondered if I should have made the tablets larger, but there was no way for me to know that I would be receiving a piano with it.

The tablets were meant to be easy to carry, so if I had made them more prominent, it would have been somewhat of a hassle to take to the other cities. Either way, I was thankful and excited to see what sort of piano they would send.

Of course, it would take a while for it to arrive all the way from the capital, so before we could get even more distracted, we returned to our routine.

During our training, the princess approached me.

"Hey, Ichiro... What was that spell you used to kill the serpent?" she asked, seemingly interested in the answer.

It was a kind of magic that I hadn’t taught her since I barely knew how to do it myself. The only reason I learned it was thanks to Kyoko’s journal, or I would have never thought about using the energy of the stars on my magic.

I explained to her that it was apparently called "Night Magic," and while the spells could only be used during nighttime, they were extremely powerful and destructive.

I also told her of the variant "Day Magic," which could be equally destructive, but I hadn’t tried many of those spells since that required me to train during the day while everyone was out and about.

The princess listened to my explanation attentively, almost as if she was taking notes with her mind. Realizing the hazard, I told the princess to absolutely not practice that kind of magic in town.

Out of all the different types of magic I had used, those two were at the top as the most dangerous, next to the "memory magic" I used to erase the goblins’ victims’ experience.

("Shooting one of those stars here would raze half the town...") I thought.