Volume 6 Chapter 35 There are Dungeons with Mysterious Rules in Games, Right？
Randy, led by Sebas, arrived at the palace courtyard.
It was a sunroom-like space with glass walls, and 4 ladies were happily gathered around a table.
...At least, that's what Randy assumed they were.
Marchioness Flora was as beautiful as ever.
Then there was Liz, also a stunningly beautiful girl.
And Clarice, who, even though she was his sister, wasn't bad either, he thought.
And...
"Well, well. Looks like a big one showed up."
...A woman with black hair mixed with white.
She was probably around Keith's age, but her energy and appearance made it hard to call her an "old woman."
"It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Randoplh Victor, the eldest son of the Victor family."
As Randy bowed respectfully and began to say, "As for Madame──," Madame cut him off with a hearty laugh and waved her hand, saying, "Nah, skip all that."
"I was an adventurer back in the day. No need for all the stiff greetings."
Madame crossed her legs with a gesture that didn't seem very ladylike, and Randy immediately dropped the formalities, saying, "Good to hear."
He figured it was better to be straightforward with this type of person than to put on airs.
"So? Why did you show up in front of these ladies looking so...scruffy?"
With Clarice present, Liz probably hadn't explained why she'd brought Madame here yet.
Randy hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to put it, but then he steeled himself and looked directly at Madame.
"Madame Valmoir, I need your help. I want you to come and pick up the needle again."
Straight to the point.
A completely upfront proposition.
Madame, hearing the straightforward, unadorned words, finally showed a look of genuine interest, letting out a "Hmm."
"We're currently building a new town, and──"
Randy then began to explain the concept of the town.
It was a project to create the cutting edge of fashion, with Madame as the figurehead.
"Oh, My Design Studio──?"
Clarice couldn't hide her surprise at the news.
Liz looked just as shocked.
"Are you sure you should have said anything? I mean... what if it's just wishful thinking──"
Randy smiled reassuringly at Liz, whose voice trailed off.
Even so, Randy knew, deep down, it wasn't exactly a sure thing.
He'd really wanted to keep it a secret from Clarice until Madame gave the okay.
But he couldn't wait any longer.
They were going to expand the town and turn it into a fashion hub.
He believed they had a good chance of success, even without Madame, if they just took their time.
But considering Liz and Ellie, he needed to get results sooner rather than later.
Some might call him impatient, but Randy felt this was a time when momentum was key.
"We're out of time. We absolutely need Madame to pick up a needle again."
Randy, with a serious expression, looked directly at Madame.
"Please, come with us."
Madame sighed deeply as Randy bowed his head.
"Why me?"
Randy looked up to see Madame staring at her own fingertips.
"It's certainly an interesting concept. And the little lady's designs... well, they're not bad. The sewing still needs work, though."
Madame gave a sly smile and winked at Clarice.
"There are other famous designers besides me, you know?"
Madame crossed her legs and leaned back against the chair.
Her smile was a challenge, and it was hard to tell if she'd agree to help or not.
"It has to be you."
Randy took a deep breath, still looking directly at Madame.
"After meeting you, I knew it for sure. You're the only one who can stitch our destinies together."
Madame chuckled softly at Randy's earnest words.
"Are you trying to sweet-talk me?"
"I wish I could say yes... but there are only 2 people in the world I'd really want to sweet-talk."
Randy put his hand on Liz's shoulder... and at that gesture and his words, Liz's face turned noticeably red.
"Oh my. Oh dear..."
It seems like Flora is really happy.
She covered her mouth and looked at Randy with a smirk, as if to say, "Could it be?"
"Yes, I've talked it over with His Excellency. That said, I haven't yet confessed to them."
Everyone except Liz──including the servants──had a look on their faces that said, "Isn't that basically a confession?"
"You could just say it right here, you know?"
Flora grinned, but Randy shook his head, saying, "No."
"We made a promise, after all. I think it'd feel a bit incomplete if I don't keep it..."
"Oh, is that so?"
With a slightly disappointed look, Flora watched as Randy shrugged and spoke up.
"Besides, both of them are pretty shy, so I thought we should get Ellie back before they have a chance to run away."
The two of them switch places skillfully within one body, and when their embarrassment reaches its peak, they retreat into the other.
To prevent that, he need to keep them as one body with one soul, ensuring they can't withdraw deeper inside.
"Oh dear. That sounds exciting."
Liz puffed up her cheeks and said, "M-Mother," to Marchioness Flora, who winked at her.
Madame, watching Flora and Liz play around for a bit, murmured, "I see," and turned her gaze to Randy.
"So you made a bet with the Marquis, did you?"
With a sigh, Madame looked at Randy with an incredulous expression and said, "I guess you can't afford to be choosy, huh?"
"Half of it... but,"
Randy shrugged and continued, "The other half is different," indicating that what he had told Madame earlier was the truth.
He was certain that it could definitely turn into an interesting town with Madame's involvement.
At Randy's explanation, Madame sighed and said, "Wow, you really have high hopes for this, don't you?"
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