Chapter 7: Lingual barrier lifted!

SACHIKO’S POV:

As the little chubby kid named Harry, (as I realized his name was by listening to their conversation), finished translating the last sentence that his master told him, which by the way was not to be afraid, that he wouldn’t harm us and that he just wanted to know our names and talk to us, I was sure that the little shit was lying his ass and face off to get us killed!

Don’t get me wrong I am a lady, the daughter of the Count ruling the province of Rosenburg in the Human Kingdom called Aeterna and I know that I shouldn’t at any cost show an unladylike behaviour such as the one I was going to show now, but listening to the things that kid translated for us to hear in our human language had my blood pumping!

He said to Eric, the leader of our party, son of Duke Philip ruler of the province of Allemagnia and a childhood friend of mine:

“Heroes what he told me is this: If my mother was a goat then your mother was a bridge! Anyone willing, could pass her through by paying the fee! You dare demand to be released? Well bend over and I might think about it!”

My mouth stood agape as I listened to this kid paraphrasing everything with a vulgarity unmatching his age. I couldn’t stand this any longer and before Eric answered to these insults, in a loud voice I addressed the Demon General using the few demonic words that I knew pointing to little Harry

“ This kid! Liar and Shit! Words wrong! Not true!”

Little Harry lost all colour on his chubby cheeks as he turned to face his master. His master , Hitoshi was his name I think, although appearing calm had his right eyebrow twitching as though he was going to have a stroke. A sinister smile soon appeared on his lips as he glared menacingly the kid.

HITOSHI’S POV

I was furious and yet remained my cool as Harry kept translating what the heroes’ leader answered to my kindness. But my patience was wearing thin, I would not stand any more insults, especially about my parents or about my appearance.

Yet, I was surprised to suddenly hear her clear and melodic voice talking to me and in the demonic language to top it all. Although she couldn’t speak using elaborate vocabulary or any sort of syntax, the meaning of her simple words was clear.

Porker was playing me for a fool, serving me whatever bullshit came to his mind on a silver platter.

I was beyond furious, any sort of inhibitions about child abuse long forgotten. He was going to get it after this for sure. But not now and certainly not in front of her. I still had to make a good first impression.

Turning my gaze to her, giving her a slight bow that caused my long hair to flip and having to awkwardly straighten them out afterwards, which caused a slight chuckle on her behalf, I gave her my thanks in the demonic language by saying

“Σας ευχαριστώ, ομορφή μου κυρία!» (ΤΝ: it is greek, I am greek and I don’t even know why I will use greek as the demonic language but after the movie “Exorcist” , having taught ancient greek in high school, I also consider my language a bit evil, tons of complicated present and past tenses, many grammatical and syntax rules, still loving it though. On to the translation= Thank you, my fair lady!).

I thought I saw a brief blush adorning her lovely cheeks for a moment, but it was gone the moment I thought I saw it. Must be my wishful thinking I guess!

After finding out about Harry’s deceitful ways and giving my thanks to my fair lady, I casted the spell to remove them from their frost prison.

The ice surrounding them dissolved and they just stood there watching me warily waiting for my next move, which by the way never came as I thought it was better to put them to sleep and send them away.

I was sure they were going to be back again. After all nobody admits defeat so easily and that ikemen seemed arrogant enough to not accept defeat at all. So, I decided to use the time remaining till they get back here to learn and speak properly the human language. Next time we meet it will be different.

And by the way, Harry Porker is surely going to get it!