Story of a Cannon Fodder who Firmly Believed He was the Protagonist, Misunderstood the Actual Protagonist as the Cannon Fodder, and Ended up Victorious

Translator: Tsukii

Editor: Sour

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Seventh Arc – Tlue’s Awakening

Chapter 043 – The Next Generation [A]

All the people in the royal capital were rushing energetically. Children couldn’t contain their excitement and ran through the castle.

 

“Finally, it’s tomorrow—“ 

“It’s the Festival of Peace—“

 

In the Britannia Kingdom, the Festival of Peace was held only once a year. It had various meanings, from mourning the dead knights, praising the living knights, and hoping for them to continue to fight bravely from now on.

From citizens, paladins, aristocrats, to the royal family, many were looking forward to the ceremony. Children were especially looking forward to the delicious food that would be sold in the food stalls. 

 

“Wow, wow.” 

“It’s a festival.”

“A festival!”

 

And beside them, there were other people who were very excited. 

 

“Hey, hey, paladins will participate in the party, right? In that case, I could eat meat as I like, right?” 

“I guess so.”

“Hooray!”

 

Even though Bouran was 16 years old and could be considered an adult, she kept jumping around without showing signs of her age. Next to her was Arthur, who was walking with an impassive expression as usual. 

 

“I’m looking forward to it very much! Are you also excited, Arthur?” 

“…Well, just a bit.”

“Of course you are! How much meat can I eat?”

“…Rather than meat, I’m more excited about the dance.”

“Dance? Is there a food with such a name?”

“I’m referring to dancing, not food.”

“Fu-hn.”

 

Bouran immediately turned away as she lost interest. But next to her, Arthur’s cheeks flushed a bit. There was a legend regarding the dance performed in the festival in Britannia. 

 

If  a couple dances together during the festival, they would get married… 

 

When Arthur first heard the rumor, the first thing that came to her mind was Fay’s face. She was aware of her interest in Fay for a while, but it was only during the battle against Kay did she understand what her feelings were. 

Even when the whole world forgot her, Fay alone… Well, strictly speaking, it was actually two people, but anyway, he didn’t forget about her. Arthur was very happy when he reached out to save her. 

 

What should I do if he confesses to me after the dance…? I have a lot of troubles following me… but I think Fay won’t mind it… 

 

As Arthur thought about Fay, she began to smile. Bouran noticed Arthur’s smile that was completely different to her usual lack of emotion.

  

“Why are you smiling?” 

“Nothing.”

 

When Bouran said that, Arthur immediately returned to her usual expressionless face. The two headed straight to the Castle of the Round Table, the headquarters of the knight brigade. 

 

“We were asked to help with the festival… but I wonder what we are going to do?” 

“I don’t know about the details… but I would be glad to do it if it’s about tasting the food!”

“That’s all you think about.”

 

Arthur once again was confronted with Bouran’s gluttony. 

 

◆◆

 

At the place of three trees, a little away from the royal capital where the festival was heating up, Fay was practicing as usual. He didn’t intend to skip his training just because it was a festival, and he kept doing his daily training.

Training, training, and training. That was all he had in his mind. 

 

“Fay-kun!” 

 

A woman ran toward him as he continued his training. Yururu waved her hand and flashed her usual smile to Fay. 

 

“I made Fay-kun’s favorite ham and lettuce sandwich, so please eat it. Here, take a break from training for a bit.” 

“…”

“Rest for a while, eat some food, then we’ll practice together.”

“I see.”

 

Fay obediently listened to Yururu’s words. He sat on the ground, used the towel passed by Yururu to wipe his sweat, and ate the ham and lettuce sandwich. Yururu felt happy as she saw Fay was eating her food hungrily, and she naturally smiled again.

 

After Fay ate a bit, Yururu cleared her throat which clearly sounded intentional and asked Fay. 

 

“Ah— well… speaking of which, there will be a festival soon! Will Fay-kun attend? You know that paladins are told to gather at the Castle of the Round Table, right?” 

“Now that I think about it, there was such an event.”

“Fay-kun, do you have anyone to go with and dance with there? No, there’s no deep meaning in my question at all…” 

“I’m not interested. Rather than that, I—“

“Would rather be training, right! I’m relieved since it is very like Fay-kun!”

 

I feel glad… if he told me he secretly promised to dance with Maria-san… I might end up crying loudly… 

 

“As you say, I will be training then.” 

“I guess so. But you see… I don’t think it’s good to train all the time. I think it would be better for you to experience things like festivals sometimes.”

“I see.”

“If you don’t mind, would you go around the festival with me?”

“…”

“Ah, if you don’t want to, I don’t mind…”

“I don’t mind…”

“R-really?!”

“Aah, I don’t mind.”

“I-I did it. Then, during the day of the festival, please wait in front of the bronze statue at noon…”

“Okay.”

 

T-to think Fay-kun actually agreed to the invitation… Perhaps he thought of me as… no, it also felt like the consideration of a disciple trying to help his master relax by listening to me… I have no idea which was actually it, but… 

If we go on a date, perhaps he will change his mind… Then we could proceed to dance as it is, and if the legend is true… 

Recently, I think Arthur-san also became more active about it as well… but I also like him… that’s why I tried  something bold as well! 

 

She had come to a decision. It was to approach the person she loved little by little. 

There were other people who had their own thoughts as well… but as time passed… finally, the day of the festival came. 

 

◆◆

 

In her room, Yururu worried about what to wear. She repeatedly tried on different outfits over and over again.

After thinking about it for a while, she chose a white dress and put it on. Just as she was convinced and tried to leave the room, the door of the room was opened. 

 

“Ojou-sama, Mei is back.” 

“Welcome back, Mei-chan.”

“Mei apologizes. It was a little noisy outside which made Mei late to return.”

“Don’t apologize, it’s not Mei-chan’s fault at all.”

“Mei understands. Ah, ojou-sama, Mei brought drinking water. Should Mei leave it here?”

“Thank you, would you do that?”

 

Mei lined up the drinking water she bought. After that, Mei looked at Yururu and noticed she looked different than usual. 

“Ojou-sama, who only wore training clothes or her knight uniform… Ojou-sama, who only swings her sword the whole time, actually indulges in fashion… Did you catch a fever?”

Mei put one of her hands on Yururu’s forehead and her other hand on her own forehead. As Yururu noticed Mei had a little grin on her expression, Yururu realized Mei was just teasing her. 

 

“You’re teasing me, right?” 

“Yes.”

“Geez! I’ll get angry, okay!”

“Mei apologizes. It was a maid’s joke. It doesn’t need to be guessed, but ojou-sama is going around the festival with Fay-sama, right?”

“That’s right… I…”

 

When Yururu said that much, she noticed that if she really went around with Fay, Mei would be left all alone. 

 

“Was thinking of inviting Mei-chan as well! Let’s go together! To the festival!” 

“…No, but Mei—”

“It’s okay, it’s okay! I had such intentions from the beginning after all!”

“Is it really so?”

“It really is! There, let’s go together! Ah, your clothes… is it really okay for you to wear your usual maid uniform?”

“Mei wants to wear her maid uniform all the time, so please don’t worry about it.”

“I see, let’s go!”

 

Yururu pulled Mei’s arm and started running with Mei. They saw the liveliness outside and there were more food stalls than usual with children running past. 

 

“Mei remembers the time when we came to the festival together in the past.” 

“Ah—now that I think about it, I went around with Mei-chan back then.”

“Yes, Mei remembers when ojou-sama dropped the meat skewer, cried so much, and the owner who pitied ojou-sama gave another meat skewer as a service.”

“Now that I think about it, that did happen…”

“Also, ojou-sama sulked when you dropped your fried potatoes and said you wouldn’t eat anything. It was difficult back then. To cheer up ojou-sama, that was.”

“…I guess I was quite naughty back then.”

“Yes, very much so.”

 

As they walked while chatting, they arrived at the bronze statue where Yururu asked Fay to wait. 


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RKADE 14
RKADE 14
6 months ago

I’d cry too if I dropped my food.
Also, I forgot to say this but the previous chapters character introductions didn’t mention Mei’s spearmanship, a detail I noticed.

NinKirin
NinKirin
10 months ago

Thanks for the new chapt, I’ve finally caught up to the raws after starting this novel last week. Can’t wait to see what the next chapter brings