I might get a bit busier due to this power. I might even face difficult situations. But anyway, it was something I had to endure.

From the moment I contracted with the butterflies, the wheels of fate began to turn…

“Alright, so when do we leave? It’s better to go right away. We need to solve the problem quickly.”

Taking an active approach, Arwin looked at me with eyes that couldn’t quite grasp my intentions. Sometimes, I want to open that Black Mamba’s skull.
“I originally planned to start around tomorrow, but since the Duchess wants to get it done quickly, let’s start right away today. …Your Grace, do you have any objections?”

When Arwin glanced at me and asked, Greian remained silent for a moment before slowly opening his mouth.

“In my opinion…”

His gaze was directed toward me, not Arwin.

“Madam, I appreciate your willingness to step forward, but there’s no need to overexert yourself.”

It seemed he was concerned about my physical limits. However, considering that I had been practicing using the power of the butterflies, there should be no problem.

…Even if there were any issues, it would probably be just a momentary fainting due to exhaustion.

“It’s okay; I won’t overdo it. I’ve become quite proficient at controlling the power of the butterflies.”

As I boldly responded, Greian smiled a bit sadly and let out a quiet sigh.

Then suddenly, without warning, he pulled me into a tight hug!

Wow, the skinship has become more unabashed than before…!

“Madam, do you understand how important a companion is to a wolf without me having to explain?”

While whispering in my ear with his lips pressed against it, Greian conveyed his warm breath, making my head spin.

“Ah, yes, I know. A companion is important.”

“…Madam is too fragile, and I’m always worried. You must live a healthy and long life.”

No, I might not be in the best shape physically, but I’m not unhealthy…! Does this person see me as a fragile little bird or something?

“Ugh, overprotective… That’s why wolves are…”

Feeling embarrassed by Arwin’s grumbling, I became even more awkward due to the fuss.

Meanwhile, our bunny lord and master observed us with a pleased expression.

When Greian finally returned to his senses, the knights who learned the truth… wept.

“Master has finally…!”

“We were really worried… Hooong…”

“Hooong hooong.”

These people must have suffered a lot. After all, their master spent several days without any signs of reason, living as a wolf without any human consciousness. It’s understandable.

‘Perhaps they were worried about what would happen if I imprinted on a strict opponent.’

Most of the knights seemed relieved by the fact that Greian’s companion was me. There were a few who sent unexpected glances, but…

‘The Inquisition Committee incident definitely helped improve my image.’

So, should I try my best for image improvement today too!

With determination, our group arrived confidently at the ‘scene of the problem.’ There, Count Constable and his son Amelin were waiting for us.

“Ah, you’ve come…!”

Count Constable greeted us with a genial smile. Amelin, as usual, transformed into a squirrel and hid in the Count’s pocket as soon as he saw April.
“I am truly relieved that Your Grace has safely completed the imprinting period. I would also like to offer my congratulations and gratitude to the Duchess.”

…No matter how you look at it, Count Constable seems like a genuinely good person. So, why did his wife commit adultery? Was he too kind, and she found it uninteresting?

Even considering that Amelin was present, the fact that she resorted to infidelity suggests that she didn’t have a strong attachment to her family or children.

‘Well… the world is full of all sorts of things.’

Arwin was already checking the water sprayer. Standing next to him were Lodorei, Jade, and April, observing Arwin’s actions.

April, transformed into a human form, held a sword in one hand, perhaps to prepare for unexpected situations.

Although it was a simple form, the elegant sword was Greian’s first gift. I learned recently that it was obtained through a wish ticket April received from Greian.

The second gift, scheduled for April’s birthday, was also a sword. However, it was puzzling why she needed two swords…

‘Is she trying to become a dual-wielding rabbit…?’

I briefly imagined April fiercely wielding two swords and quickly dismissed the thought. I can’t get used to that.

‘Arwin will handle it skillfully, but just in case, I should keep April on standby.’

If, by any chance, Arwin makes a mistake and a Maou pops out of the ground, I don’t want her to intervene. April is too brave; she might choose to fight rather than run away in such a situation.

“Hehe!”

I approached April, cleared my throat, and when the three teenagers turned to look at me almost simultaneously…

…Seeing them lined up like this brings back memories. There’s no trace of the worn-out romance atmosphere from the original work.

‘Anyway…’

After clearing my throat again, I opened my mouth with a dignified expression.

“It might be dangerous, so don’t step forward recklessly. Follow Greian’s instructions. Lodorei, Jade, be careful not to get hurt…”

But the expressions on the children’s faces as they looked at me seemed strange. Jade even seemed to be suppressing laughter.

He bit his lip for a moment and then spoke with a face full of laughter.

“Lady Gloria, there’s really no need to worry so much. If anything, you seem to be the one most worried.”

What? I couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly. Lodorei and April also seemed to agree with Jade’s words, making it even more absurd.

“Lady Gloria… she’s weak in combat, so there’s really no need to worry…”

“…!”

April interrupted Jade, and Lodorei nodded silently. Even children considered me extremely frail… Is my dignity as an adult okay like this?

“If anything happens, I’ll definitely protect you, Duchess…!”
I stared at April, clenching her fists and speaking, with blurred eyes. Yes, I’m truly grateful… She’s quite a reliable daughter, whoever she may be.

Anyway, the “Plant-type Maou Extermination Operation” was executed according to the plan.

Arwin, holding the ritual water sprayer, began sprinkling water on the field in a rather formidable posture. Our group and I quietly watched his actions.

…Arwin, doing that, looks amusing. The once fierce Black Mamba turned farmer…

“Hmm, I think this should be enough…”

After a while, Arwin muttered and stored the ritual water sprayer in a pocket dimension. Then, he glanced at us and gave a brief warning.

“The ground will shake, so be careful, everyone.”

…Eventually, a real earthquake occurred.

Arwin’s eyes, using magic, were shining brightly to an eerie extent.