Chapter 293 292 Carpe Holiday When Fiancee Becomes Your Good Brother

Chapter 293 292.Carpe Holiday – When a Fiancée Becomes Your Best Buddy
In the city of Nantes, in the Anjou region of the Kingdom of the Golden Sparrow, Colonel Fraser Scandell III Carpe, who had just finished a hearty breakfast, stretched out on his balcony.

He was not wearing his military uniform but rather a suitable and presentable hunting outfit as preparation for the short trip he was about to embark on today.

Just moments ago, the Colonel had received a transfer order from the Pathfinder Corps.

The transfer order, which had the dual seals of Marshal Loren and General Soros, gave him the position of “Chief of the Military Observer Corps of the Kingdom of the Golden Sparrow in the Viceroyalty of Transylvania”.

It also gave him a list of the generals who would accompany him to Transylvania.

It was a list of hand-picked young commanders from the Pathfinder Corps, all of them excellent soldiers with great prospects, and his chosen aide-de-camp was Reed Onnika Soros, the youngest son of General Soros, the aide-de-camp of Field Marshal Loren.

This configuration made it look like a “gold plating”, but Colonel Fraser, who knew Transylvania well, knew that this was not going to be a quick trip around the world.

Marshal Loren had given him a very dangerous mission!

With the current situation in Transylvania, once the Black Plague breaks out and the war begins, he will have to undergo the same test of fate as the rest of the people on that land.

If fate did not favor him, he, the “lucky one” from a noble family, would probably be buried in a place far away from his hometown.

“Aiya, the wonderful vacation is actually going to end early, I knew that Marshal Loren wouldn’t let me spend the time of the youth so easily.

What a harsh superior.”

But there was no resistance or displeasure on the Colonel’s face.

On the contrary, he was filled with a strange mindset of eagerness and impatience; on the one hand, ten years of fighting in the war had made it difficult for him to return to the rhythm of an ordinary man’s life for a while, and perhaps returning to the barracks at an early date would bring peace to his mind, compared to traveling around with nothing to do.

On the other hand.
“Fraser! Are you awake yet? The sun is shining, you rice worm, don’t sleep!”

A woman’s voice, full of vigor, resounded in the room behind the Colonel, not at all pretentious, not at all camouflaged, full of a heroic and dashing aura.

As the colonel gazed back helplessly, the door of the balcony was pushed open the next moment, and a long-legged girl, also dressed in hunting clothes, came striding toward him with a furious grip on her riding-whip.

That the girl was a pure-blooded Westlander was evident from the high bridge of her nose.

But she didn’t seem to have inherited the grace and style that the Silan women prided themselves on, which wasn’t to say that the girl was ugly, no, quite the opposite!

The lady before her was almost one of the most beautiful human girls Colonel Fraser had ever seen in his thirty years of life.

She not only had a very pleasant melon face and delicate features and beautiful blue pupils, but also had a proud figure and a pair of amazingly curved legs, and she always liked to wear hunting boots or riding boots, which made her height look even more amazing and that kind of upright posture is like a lioness patrolling her territory.

She didn’t like skirts, there was no way she could ride a horse that way.

She doesn’t like jewelry, it makes her uncomfortable all over when she wears those flashy bits.

She loves beautiful and functional armor and collects weapons of all colors, and on her first night out with Colonel Fraser, she showed the Colonel her amazingly large personal arsenal, inherited from her grandfather, as if it were a treasure trove.

The quality of some of the classic swords stored in that arsenal made even Fraser, who came from the Capet family, a little shocked, and even the sword that hangs from his waist now comes from the gift of his “fiancée”.

Not to mention the quality of the sword, just its previous owner was enough to make the local young people hear about it.

It was the sword of the former “Nantes Ranger”, Lord Kudel, and the lady in front of her, Ms. Becky, was the direct granddaughter of Lord Kudel, and one of the heirs of the Xavier family.

All of the above means that this Miss Becky is far from the image of a delicate lady in Fraser’s mind, theoretically speaking, she is indeed very suitable to be the Colonel’s wife, and she will not make the Colonel feel bored when he spends time with her.

The real problem, however, was that there was a limit to everything.

Even the most beautiful things become strange once they go beyond that point, as in the case of the young lady of the Xavier family, who seems to have tapped too much into the “knightly” part of her family’s bloodline.

Especially after this period of time and Fraser and get acquainted, she no longer hide her heart of the “female knight’s heart” that is eager to try and clawing.

This made Colonel Fraser to slander in his heart.

His own father was afraid that this time he was wrong, he found himself not a lion, but a glacier dog that will never be quiet.

The Yankees like the kind of loyal and energetic dogs, but the problem is that the glacier dogs living in the bitter cold land, once inland to the mild climate will be due to the “heat” and energy can not be consumed problems become very frenzied and neurotic.

The Glacier Dogs of this continent are basically equivalent to the Huskies of another world, and this analogy shows how much Colonel Fraser dislikes his fiancée! The analogy shows Colonel Fraser’s dislike for his fiancée.

To be precise, it is not dislike, but helplessness.

But this is just a description, he does not hate Becky, also like to stay with her, but if this is his future marriage career, then the colonel will be absolutely desperate.

“Hey, I say you, didn’t I say that I would let you wait for me at the entrance of the manor? Why are you still wasting time here at this hour!”

Miss Becky took a big step forward, tossed her beautiful long blonde hair, and with a bad smile, reached out and took Fraser’s shoulder, with so much strength that the colonel had to bend over.

“You’re a weak man, you’re not even married yet, but when you get married, what’s wrong with you? Mustn’t you be eaten to death by me? Didn’t you brag that you shot a vampire with a gun in Transylvania?

I don’t think so.”

Miss Becky said as she lay on her back behind the Colonel and poked him in the face with a smirk:
“Aren’t you bragging, Fraser.”

“Down down down! What’s the look of it, it’s not ladylike behavior to be seen talking.”

The buxom lady was unconcerned, but the Colonel was made to blush, especially when the perception of Miss Beech’s rather jutting upper body of considerable size paddling around made him subconsciously break away.

He straightened his collar as he waved his hand and said:

“We’re not at a point where we can be that intimate yet, Becky, this is Nantucket City is the fiefdom of the Xavier family, and you have to maintain your image here.

Otherwise you will be reprimanded by your father.”

“Gee whiz, I’m going to be married off soon, he can’t wait for me to hurry up and go out.”

Miss Becky was unconcerned, and assumed a posture of hugging her arms and whining, saying:
“He is overjoyed because he can marry with the Capet family all day long, counting on being able to sell me for a good price so that the Xavier family can go further and use your family’s power to enter a higher circle.

You know that, don’t you?

In the past, he was always afraid that I could not get married because of my character, but he heard from somewhere that you are also a different kind of noble son, and then he was happy.

But that’s not what I want!”

The haughty Missy tossed her long blonde hair and said:
“The reputation that the ancestors of the Xavier family broke out in Nantes didn’t rely on weak marriages, and my grandfather, Lord Kudel, would never have wanted his descendants to expand the family’s influence in this way when he traveled all over the world.

Speaking of my grandfather…”

Miss Beech stepped forward with glowing eyes and took hold of Colonel Fraser’s wrist, and at the latter’s helpless look she asked for the thirty-seventh time:
“Do you confirm that you met my grandfather in Transylvania? Do you affirm that it was the fabled ‘Ranger of Nantes’?”

“I confirm it, Bikki, as I have countless times.”

The Colonel sighed:
“I just left in a hurry and didn’t have time to say more to Sir Kudel, but I’m certain that that’s definitely the Legendary Knight Kudel who disappeared during the Fourth Black Plague.

He has become a Vampire Bailiff, and he is no longer the great Knight of the Grail recorded in your family tree.”

“No, no, no, I’ve read that pretty funny book you wrote earlier, and you also said that Grandpa had sheltered two thousand people in the disaster of Cadman City by himself!”

Miss Becky emphasized with wide eyes:
“That shows that my grandfather didn’t give up his morals even after becoming a vampire! That’s what I imagine a knight of the Xavier family should be like.

Fraser, let’s talk this over.

Can I go to Transylvania with you after we get married? I want to visit my idol, my grandfather was my idol when I was little.”

“Uh, marriage.”

The colonel hesitated.

He said to Miss Beech:
“I was just about to talk to you about this, I’ve received a transfer order from the Pathfinder Corps, I’m leaving for Transylvania in three days to serve as the Kingdom’s Aid Commander, so our marriage may need to be put on hold.

I will explain this to your father personally, and my father should be able to understand as well.”

“Uh.”

Hearing Fraser talk about it, Miss Bicky, who had been full of energy just a moment ago, suddenly became shy.

She reddened her face and stole a glance at the uncertain Fraser, and after several seconds she seemed to have made up her mind, and after pulling Fraser’s wrist and dragging him back to the room, she began to undo her own buttons.

“Wait a minute! What are you doing!”

The Colonel was taken aback.

Since he was raised to be a gentleman, he had never seen this before, and was even more flustered than Ms. Becky, almost running for the door, and hurriedly grabbed the bed sheet on the bed and draped it over his fiancée to cover her blouse, which was actually only unbuttoned and not leaking at all.

His gesture made the shy Ms. Becky burst out laughing.

The awkward atmosphere was instantly relieved, while Miss Knight shrugged and explained in a small voice:

“Didn’t your father tell you?
Anyway, my mother did tell me that both families want me to carry your child as soon as possible, because the Black Plague has made them so anxious that they no longer even insist that they must adhere to the etiquette between nobles.

I’ve been called over by my mother every night for the past few days.
I’m also torn, okay?

But seeing you like this, I probably understand.” Missy pulled out a chair and sat under the window by the balcony.

She pointed a finger at the chair across from her, and after Colonel Fraser sat down, she stroked her long hair and asked:
“You don’t actually like me, do you?”

The Colonel did not answer.

But silence was an answer in itself, and both knew that with their origins it was decided that in the matter of marriage the opinion of two young people did not really matter.

The two families had arranged everything, and by not refusing to invite Miss Beech to the first dance at the first night’s party when the Colonel came home, he had de facto accepted the arranged marriage.

They were both well aware of that.

“It’s too good to be true!”

Seeing Colonel Fraser’s delayed reply, Miss Beech’s side of the family let out a long breath, and to the Colonel’s startled gaze, the knightly young lady replied in a rather relaxed manner:

“I don’t actually like you either, I just don’t want to break your heart so I’ve been trying to go along with your travels for the past few days, of course, that’s not to say that you’re not attractive, Fraser.

In fact I can tell you with certainty that you are the finest person of your age that I have seen since I was a child, bar none!

You’re handsome, mild-mannered but not cowardly, and you’ve been fighting for your country for ten years, and that alone makes you a hundred times better than the flies around me.

You’ve seen halfling society and been exposed to the same novelties as I have, and you have a great and bright future ahead of you.

You’re like a manly version of a better me.

If I were a man, I’d aspire to have a life like yours, and seriously, I’ve been known to consider in my midnight insomnia that if I married you, I might not have any regrets in my life.

But the thing is, being good and outstanding doesn’t mean it’s a collision of sparks .”

Ms. Beech shook her head.

With an open and honest gesture, she addressed Colonel Fraser, who was sitting up straight across from herself:
“I would love to be friends with you, you must have the right character to be friends, and I would not resist bearing you offspring if family pressures force us to eventually marry.

But marriage is marriage, and love is love.

And since we are on the subject, I must tell you that I look forward to love just as I adored my grandfather.

l hope for a love as romantic as my grandfather’s and grandmother’s, so romantic that it almost exists only in stories.
My grandfather came from humble beginnings, but my grandmother fell in love with him at first sight, and in order to have their love recognized by the Xavier family, my grandfather spent years completing six near-impossible challenges, even becoming a Knight of the Grail in the process, forging a century-long legend in the city of Nantes.

My grandmother waited for him without complaint, no matter how much the others babbled, and she even carried poison with her just so she wouldn’t be coerced by others.

It was not until she was 45 years old that she finally got together with my grandfather.

I wish there had been a love affair like that that could have been celebrated, instead of being sent to the Capay family as a birthing machine in the name of marriage.

Maybe that hurts you to say.
But the truth is, Fraser, you fall short of my standards for choosing a husband.”

The room went quiet for a moment.

The Colonel had mixed feelings in his mind.

On the one hand, Ms. Beech’s initiative and honesty had saved him from the reputation of being a “scum”.

But on the other hand, the experience of being actively rejected by a lady was really bad, and the blow to his masculinity was really a bit over the top.

“Snap.”

A few seconds later, in front of Ms. Becky’s dumbfounded gaze, Fraser took out the hand cannon at his waist and slapped it on the table.

It freaked his fiancée out.

Thinking that his words had spurred the man in front of her to join her in martyrdom, but that wasn’t actually the case.

“This gun, a gift from a girl in Transylvania.”

Colonel Fraser said to his fiancée:
“I must confess to you at this moment of great importance to both of us, Becky, that your presence has not shaken my heart more strongly than that of Miss Miriam.

Of course, this does not mean that I have any undue designs on Miss Miriam.

I just think that what you just said is very true.

Admiration is one thing, but love is another.

I appreciate your character.

I think you’re the most handsome and dashing girl I’ve ever seen since I was a kid, and if we have to come together, then I’ll keep that admiration until the moment my life ends.

But until then, I think it’s better for us to maintain this ‘friend’ relationship we have now.

I’ll take care of the two families and won’t put you under any pressure, and as for our future, I’d like to see it at least until after the Black Plague is over.

What do you think?”

“Hmmm pull a check?”

Miss Becky blinked and stuck her little thumb out towards Fraser as she pouted:

“That’s the first time I’ve ever been rejected so dryly by a man.”

“Mutually, it’s also the first time I’ve ever been disliked by a lady for my lack of charisma.”

The colonel shrugged his shoulders and stretched out his pinky to hook his pinky with his fiancée, the two of them looked at each other and then laughed, the embarrassment disappearing in an instant.

“Do you really want to go to Transylvania?”

Fraser said:

“The Carpe family happens to have a batch of production lines to send to Transylvania to Governor Murphy and to open a factory there, so if you wish, I can give you full responsibility for this matter.”

“Huh? May I really?”

Miss Beech’s large eyes sparkled as she said:
“That’s your family’s business, wouldn’t I be a bit too much of an usurper in my current position?”

“No, you are my fiancée.”

The Colonel shook his head:
“No one dares to mess with you, so keep your back straight and don’t worry about it. However, I have a favor to ask of you, in fact, I came to Nantes City for this very thing.”

Fraser got up and took a sketch out of the nightstand handing it to Miss Beech, who opened it and looked at it, noticing that it depicted a very specific style of bracelet.

The Colonel said:
“I seem to remember having seen this style before, right here in the Anjou region.”

“It is the crest of the Beverley family!”

Miss Beech said in a tone of assurance:

“Baron Beverley’s father was a jeweler in the service of the crown, and heroically protected the queen, the mother of the present King Louis, when the old king was assassinated, and that brave jeweler was martyred for it, and thus knighted in the family.

The style of this bracelet is from the last work of that craftsman, and only the ladies of the family were allowed to wear such bracelets.

Where did you find this?”

She looked the Colonel in the eye, curious:

“Baron Beverly died of a heart attack three years ago, he left no heirs and that family is on the verge of extinction.

A bunch of incompetent distant sidekicks are fighting over the property, and lawsuits are going to the Town Hall and the Court of Heraldry.

But my father has just received an order from the Pathfinder Legion, so he’s fist-pumping to swallow up the Beverlys’ fiefdom to expand the family’s workshop.”

“Well, dear Becky, I’m afraid your father will be disappointed.”

Fraser shook his head:

“Baron Beverly is supposed to have another illegitimate daughter, and she’s the one who gave me this gun, that’s Miss Miriam, a dashing girl like you, another of my schoolmates.

That belongs to her estate.

And as I suspected, she is indeed one of us.

What do you say, we should help do justice?”

“? You ask me? That’s a piece of fat meat my father intends to swallow alas, Fraser are you dizzy?”

“But you don’t like your father’s style nowadays, you grew up with the ideal of being a knight presiding over justice as your grandfather did, didn’t you?”

“Well, that makes sense! Then help me counsel on what exactly we should do?”

(End of chapter)