Chapter 558 Reunion with Oswald
Soon, Freya found Oswald from the crowd.
——But she immediately regretted it.
It’s better not to find it!
Oswald's old face was beaming with joy. He held a full glass of ice beer and linked arms with a young man who looked no more than 20 or 30 years old. That young man was the one whose roar had nearly pierced Freya's eardrums.
"I told you so! I told you so! Pierrick is a hero!"
The young man's face was already flushed.
He put his arm around Oswald's shoulders, his face filled with excitement. "He did it! He scored three goals in the last ten minutes and turned the game around—!"
Then he turned over and stepped onto the table at the front of the bar - one foot on the stool and the other on the bar table. He stroked the air with his right hand passionately as if he were playing an instrument.
"Reverse~"
He stared at the lizardman bartender who was calmly wiping the glass, put his face close to him and sang passionately, while the bartender patted his right leg on the bar table and signaled him to take his foot off.
Seeing that the other party ignored him, the young man stood on one leg, holding the wine glass high in one hand, and stood on one leg on the chair he had just been sitting on. He used the rotating chair to spin around, singing loudly: "Reverse - Turn -"
The others in the bar started to cheer, wanting to see how long he could keep spinning like that. Even Oswald joined in.
He clapped his hands enthusiastically and cheered for him at the top of his lungs.
At this moment, the young man noticed Freya and Lily standing at the door while spinning.
He whistled and walked up to the two of them. Then, as if transformed, he bowed slightly, touching his chest in a very gentlemanly gesture: "Good morning, two beautiful ladies! But... have you come to the wrong place?"
"Don't chase my guests away, Robert."
The lizardman bartender calmly wiped his wine glass and shouted in dissatisfaction: "I also sell curry fried rice here!"
"I was just thinking... okay."
The young man called Robert looked around and shrugged his shoulders.
It was undoubtedly not even noon yet. Anyone who came out to drink at this hour was generally there to watch the game.
Such a dark, hot, smoky and noisy place would never have young and beautiful girls coming in. It was normal for Robert to think they had come to the wrong place.
But when Robert turned around, he saw Oswald with a look of horror on his face.
"Your daughter? Or granddaughter?"
The middle-aged man next to her looked at Freya's slightly pointed ears, then turned back to look at Oswald and asked, "Is he here to see you?"
"...Not really, but he should be here to find me."
Oswald stood up somewhat awkwardly, straightened his clothes, and resumed his calm demeanor.
But there was no doubt... neither Freya nor Lily could anymore project the cold and rational image of Oswald onto the old elf.
It was as if the stereotype of a lanky ghost had been transformed into a living being.
...But that feeling is not unpleasant.
Oswald followed the two men out, and soon he heard a burst of laughter behind them.
The elf butler nodded respectfully and politely, then put his hands behind his back and said, "Long time no see, Miss Freya. Please don't mind their disrespect. They are all good people and have no ill intentions."
It was obvious that he had always remembered Freya.
“I certainly wouldn’t care about such a thing,” Freya folded her arms and looked at the elf butler, “but you… old man, you’ve let your guard down.
"If it were in the past, you would have noticed us the moment we walked in. You would have turned around to take a look anyway."
"After all, I am old too."
Oswald sighed and replied softly, "I've already moved to the Second Circle to retire."
Freya blinked in surprise. "It's not easy, Mr. Oswald. Are you finally accepting your age?"
"After all, my mission has been accomplished."
The corners of Oswald's mouth curled up slightly.
A smile, rarely seen before, appeared on his wolf-like face. "Miss Yulia is now well, and Master Aiwass no longer needs me. Master Edward is also back on track, and the master has given me my freedom... Now I can confirm that you are doing well, which is wonderful."
"Master..."
Lily was keenly aware of one of the sentences: "Mr. Oswald, have you found the master?"
"Yes, I found you as soon as I arrived in the Theocracy."
Oswald nodded. "Back then, His Holiness the Pope instructed us to protect the founding family of Avalon... until death. But if the family we are protecting no longer needs us, then we will be free.
"The master dismissed me from my position as guardian in the name of Moriarty. So now, I am no longer a guardian spirit. I originally wanted to go back to continue protecting Master Aiwass, say goodbye properly, and then help the young master with the process of inheriting the Moriarty family, and finally help the young master find a reliable new butler. But the master said that I don't need to return to Avalon anymore - this is his final order to me, so there is nothing I can do.
"After suddenly becoming idle, I felt a little lost. I wanted to see His Holiness the Pope to report on my work and ask if there was anything else he could do... but His Holiness the Pope refused to see me."
"…rejection, or inability to meet?"
Lily pressed on.
"It's a rejection."
Oswald added with great certainty.
Because he still remembered the words of His Holiness the Pope: Let my knights have a good rest, I am running out of time. This was the words that Cardinal Matilda conveyed to her.
Oswald still trusted Cardinal Matilda's credibility.
Thinking of this, the old elf glanced at Lily and keenly realized something: "You ask this... Is there something wrong with His Holiness the Pope?
"Also, Lily... since you're in the Theocracy, does that mean Master Aiwass is here too?"
He didn't say much, just narrated calmly: "You should follow Master Aiwass."
"Evans has important things to do."
Freya consoled him, "He wanted to go alone. You have to have some faith in Aiwass, old man. He's no longer the little boy we need to look after and care for. As a man, he'll always do what he wants to do. Just leave him alone."
"Compared to that..."
She said this and looked around the street: "Is there any suitable place here where we can sit down and talk?"
"Please follow me."
Oswald complied.
Apparently, he had become quite familiar with the place over the past few months. Many people even greeted Oswald on the streets, and this terrifying-looking old man nodded gently to everyone.
That stiff, cold expression like a corpse is no longer seen.
Seeing all this, Lily felt sincerely relieved.
—If only Master Aiwass could see this in person, she thought.
Soon, Oswald found a teahouse.
This is a teahouse opened by traveling merchants from the Taichu Empire in the Church State... Although the tea itself is brewed using local magic, the tea brewing techniques and tea frying skills are all orthodox craftsmanship from the Taichu Empire.
They found a private room, and Oswald skillfully ordered a pot of tea and some snacks.
While waiting for refreshments and tea, Freya told Oswald what they had encountered.
The old man listened, nodding constantly. He occasionally offered constructive suggestions. His experience was undeniable. Having lived in Avalon for centuries, his insight and foresight were among the best in the entire Theocracy, and perhaps even the world. He usually remained silent simply to stay true to his identity.
When he heard the last part, Oswald frowned slightly.
He picked up a piece of wild jujube cake with a fork and fell into deep thought.
"Cardinal Loki..."
The old elf murmured softly, "I've heard of this name. The master mentioned it to me not long ago."
(End of this chapter)
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