Translator: Lay
Raw Provider: Ani
Marquis Durak took the lead with a quick step. Opening the lounge door near the conference room, Marquis Durak leaned against the window.
“Putting flowers in a vase means keeping them in place, and placing them in the deepest part of the enemy camp means promoting them.”
“Suddenly, what kind of thought is that? Don’t you turn around and say…”
“Why can’t you accept what you see? Marquis Bloombordin. Wouldn’t it be visible that placing Her Imperial Highness on Rowenthal’s seat means giving the Imperial Highness the Rowenthal?”
“That’s ridiculous!”
The Marquis of Durak stared at the Military Chief with a sympathetic look.
“You don’t want to admit it, but she has the right. Your excellency does not own the last direct descendant of Rowenthal.¹”
“… What?”
“Your people, who are not related to Rowenthal’s property, will try to get the Duke of Rowenthal back to Her Imperial Highness to be favored by the Crown Prince. If you’re lucky, you might get your share of the Crown Prince and the Princess.”
The Marquis of Bloomlordin calmed down as quickly as he rose up quickly. The Minister of the Army looked out of the window, leaving his thoughts still. The carriage of the Minister of Justice was heading toward the Crown Prince’s Palace.
“There’s a fast man over there. Instead of the law, Mutas Peloc has just left for the Imperial Palace.”
Marquis Durak decided to do more favors.
“Let’s see, she’s not on good terms with you, and you doesn’t have the right to inherit the Rowenthal property. You intend to support the succession of the Ducal House of Rowenthal.”
The Marquis Bloombordin finally understood the situation.
“Then my share!”
“It’s not there from the beginning.”
The Marquis Bloombordin spent a large sum of money on his army for the suppression of the rebellion and counted a great ball. Nevertheless, the noble family politely declined the reward.
‘Why can I be rewarded when my servant only fought for the Lord? Just remembering my loyalty is enough.’
By refusing to accept the reward, the Marquis of Bloombordin erased a debt to the imperial family, and at the same time gained a strong say. He wasn’t worried about the financial damage. The Marquis of Bloombordin had quite a high inheritance ranking. So he predicted that more than a tenth of Rowenthal’s fortune would come into his hands.
It was evident that 10% of the wealth of the “Rowenthal”, who was the second richest after the emperor, would surely surpass the current fortune of the Marquis of Bloomlordrin. If he receive an inheritance, the bleeding from operating the army will disappear without a trace.
But what is this?
No money will return to the Marquis of Bloomlordin?
The Marquis of Bloomlordin was angry as he had expected the enormous wealth to return in the future. The heavy wooden table was overturned by the hands of the Marquis of Bloomlordin.
The Marquis of Durak, Ellace, who was watching the appearance, swept his face down as if wiping away his tiredness.
‘What is this money problem anyway… ‘
Ellace Durak was also not as happy with the situation as it was for Bloomlordin. The gesture of the Crown Prince, of course, was pleasing to the Bloombordin family, to the discontent of the Crown Prince aristocrats who had a share in the estate of Rowenthal.
What is the crown prince’s benefit from the discontent of their troops?
“I’m sorry to hear that. I’m sorry there’s nothing I can do to help.”
“Shit! Do you think I’ll just keep my eyes open and watch that little bitch who doesn’t deserve it?”
The Marquis of Bloomlordin, who had been swaying for a long time, fell tired of the devotion. He flopped down on the overturned wooden table.
“Please persuade the Crown Prince not to do anything unnecessary. I don’t know if it’s anyone else, but he’d rather listen to his uncle.”
But whether Ellace Durak is happy or not, the Crown Prince has already acted and things have happened. In that case, Ellace had no choice but to move in a way that would benefit him.
“The Marquis of Bloomlordin. I have no share in Rowenthal’s estate. I’m not going to lose anything if she has Rowenthal’s fortune.” Marquis Durak smiled calmly. “But why would I persuade my nephew?”
It wasn’t something that anyone who just said sorry for having nothing to help would do. The Marquis of Bloomlodrin sharpened it.
“If you want anything, don’t be so stuffy and tell me right away!”
Elace responded cheerfully and quickly.
“20% of your share.”
“Too many.”
“Thirty percent.”
“Ellace Durak! Will you really come out like that?”
Marquis of Bloomlordin screamed. Ellace was calm.
“I also have a conscience, so I won’t sing until 40%.”
This snake-like guy!
Blinded by power, he sold his twin sister Elaine to Laius. The Minister of the Army quietly sharpened his teeth, staring at the prince’s uncle.
“… … Good. 30%.”
“I can’t believe the word contract. Don’t forget to have the contract ready as we will be there soon.”
After finishing the deal, Ellace passed by the Marquis of Bloomlodrin and headed to the door. The gloved hand held the doorknob lightly. At that time, they heard a hiccup sound somewhere. Ellace turned around unintentionally. The Marquis of Bloomrodrin was looking at Ellace with a strange gaze.
”It wasn’t you?”
”I thought it was the Marquis of Durak.”
Once again, a hiccup was heard. The eyes of the two men turned towards the tapestry. The first responder was after Bloomlordin.
“What kind of rat!”
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
An angry walk hit the floor.
The military minister, who held his cane like a club, leaned roughly over a tapestry¹ that covered one side of the wall. Two pairs of eyes and a blue face greeted the Marquis. The eyebrows of the Marquis Bloomlodrin, who had found out the identity of the rat, wriggled.
“… Aren’t you the Lady of Bell Family, Gail McHurt, and Sir Celtic Durak?”
Gail, who was fainting without knowing the world, leaned on Celtic, hiccuped again. Jedis quickly shut Gail’s mouth, but it was after everyone in the room heard hiccups.
“Celtic?”
Celtic Durak, who made eye contact with his father, struggled to ignore the cold sweat flowing from the back of his neck. And they greet with a habitual smile. It wasn’t easy to lower his head while supporting the fainted Gail’s side.
“What on earth were you doing?”
“That is…”
Gail ate the Belshan shipper and fainted. They were going to rest in the break room until he woke up. But when someone suddenly came in, they hid behind the tapestry without their knowledge. After thinking of the excuses so far, he suddenly became envious of Gail.
Celtic wanted to faint, too.
It was the shameless lady-in-waiting who made up the situation.
Jedis sat on the sofa rather modestly and smiled, as if there was no enemy hiding behind the dusty tapestry.
“Oh, Marquis Durak! Hi, how are you?”
“Why is the Lady of Bell Family?²”
“The Marquis of Bloombodrin! It’s an honor to see you again. How’s Lady Cathleen doing?”
“Huh? My daughter?”
“I received an invitation last week to visit the garden because it was renovated for spring, but I still haven’t seen it. I felt so sorry for that. I kept growling in my dreams.”
On the way, Jedis asked how she said hello as if she had met someone she knew by chance, and said what she would say so that the other person couldn’t even open his mouth. It was only after talking about a long time to confused the minds of the listeners, and then gave out a short resounding as if they had thought of the original topic.
“Oh! By the way, the presence of the Marquis Durak and the Marquis Bloomlodrin means that the State Council is over.” Jedis rose gracefully from his seat. “Then we’ll go now to assist the Imperial Highness! Lord Celtic, come on and say hello!”
“…well, I’ll see you next time.”
“Peace be with you, Marquis of Durak, Lord of Bloomlordin, both of you!”
She was a perfect lady with flawless bowing her knees gracefully. Even before they heard the two marquis’ greetings, Gail and Celtic thought the lady was a tomboy. They heard rumors that the younger sister of the Bell family is like a lesser foal, but it was the first time they actually experienced it.
After being swept away by a commotion, the latecomers (Marquis Durak and Bloomlodrin) just looked at the door, feeling despondent as if she had suddenly escaped. He would be furious at the behavior of Jedis Bell, who broke half of the etiquette and reinterpreted the other half, but he didn’t have that kind of mental attitude.
The Marquis Bloomlodrin said blankly…
“What the hell just happened?”
The Marquis of Durak answered calmly.
“I want to know that, too.”
***
When the two marquis were trying to understand the previous situation, a group of rats who ran away from the lounge faced a second challenge.
“Rain, rain, rain!”
Jedith resented the Crown Prince and the princess a little and cursed the sky a lot. No matter how dreadful and terrifying the robbery of the curse was, Celtic worried that a lightning bolt would fall somewhere in the Imperial Palace.
Fortunately, the sky was quiet.
“It’s a real problem.”
There was no way to stop the rain as Aurest and Erin took away all the carriages and umbrellas. When they tried to catch a carriage, neither this carriage nor that carriage was the private carriage of their masters.
There is no umbrella left to walk.
Thanks to this, the three dusty rats became the three drowning mice.
‘It would be nice to wash off the dust.’
Celtic took off his jacket and pushed it to Jedis.
“Lady Jedis. Use even this as an umbrella.”
“Thank you, but this doesn’t mean I’m in love with you. My heart is loyal to one person, the Crown Prince.”
Jedis, who blocked Celtic’s mouth with two sentences, accepted Celat’s jacket coldly.
Gail was still hiccupping, still dozing, still pale. The next day, she could tell that he would be in danger if he got rained on. Jedis put Celtic’s jacket over Gail’s head.
Two and one who fainted moved busily. The rain that hit their head and shoulders was quite thick. They wish they could get a ride on a passing carriage, but they wouldn’t let it happen.
Celtic said, who was about to write down the raindrops that fell between his eyes.
“Lady Jedis.”
“Yes.”
“What just happened in the lounge. I want you to pretend you didn’t hear it.”
Jethis crumpled hee face as she tried to stop the rain from hitting her eyes by putting her hand on her forehead. Then she swelled and imitated the small thick voice of Lord Bloomlodrin.
“Do you think I’ll just keep my eyes open and watch that little bitch who doesn’t deserve it?”
It’s the same.
Celtic held back but he unknowingly burst of laughter.
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[1] tapestry: a piece of thick textile fabric with pictures or designs formed by weaving colored weft threads or by embroidering on canvas, used as a wall hanging or furniture covering.
[2] Why is the Lady of Bell family?: It’s a kind of greeting in nobles. (T/N: I really don’t understand how a nobleman’s mind works…) It means “why is the lady of Bell family is here?” and you don’t really need to answer that frankly, you just need to be polite then say why you’re there without actually spitting much details.