A few days later, Pellet Corporation’s office.
Clerivan, who was reporting the business to , suddenly spoke in a voice full of concern.
"There’s already a lot of talk among Lombardy vassals about this delivery business, Lady Florentia."
"I know. It was flipped."
After hearing the news, Larane, Craney, and the twins ran to ask if the rumor was real.
"There has never been such a hot topic since the direct lineage of the householder has invoked its authority."
"Maybe it’s because I’m still young. Well, there may be other reasons.”
I shrugged and replied lightly to Clerivan’s comnts.
"The more people talk about and this business now, the more I gain after success. I don’t care."
With my relaxed appearance, Clerivan eventually nodded and moved on to the next agenda.
"We’ve been in contact with the Angenas. They want to buy the tree we have."
"They’re trying to speed up the developnt of Western tourist attractions. They wouldn’t be satisfied with what the Ivans gave them."
"It seed very anxious enough to know that we still had a lot of Triva wood beside the one we sent to Chesire."
"I think so. They still have so extra money left, but they can’t hurry up with the construction because they don’t have any materials."
"I think they’re going to pay a pretty high price."
"That’s right, but we’re not selling Triva woods."
This ti, Clerivan seed a little surprised.
He doesn’t understand why I don’t sell stacked lumber even though buyers show up to pay for it no matter what.
After thinking for a while, Clerivan spoke very carefully.
"But the Ivans are constantly supplying wood, and the Monak Top has quite a lot of Triva trees. Maybe it’s going to go according to Angenas’s plan..."
"Even if the Monak Top sells all the wood that Perez has to Angenas, that would not be enough. Eventually, they’ll be in constant contact with us. The Empress is in such a hurry."
And that’s Empress Rabini’s decisive mistake.
In my previous life, it was a developnt project that was still in the groundwork.
Because they are not in a hurry, they were able to complete the tourist attractions safely even after the ’that thing’.
But if you’re so hasty like this...
"Don’t worry, Clerivan. Angenas will continue to remain the poorest territory in the Empire. For a while."
* * *
I returned to the mansion after a eting with Clerivan.
It’s already quite hot as spring is over and sumr has passed.
I’m walking towards the annex wiping my sweat with a handkerchief.
The atmosphere of the mansion is strangely cluttered.
Two maids, who were passing in front of with half-jumping steps, bent down and often ran again.
Then, from afar, soone called in a loud voice.
It was Craney running towards .
"Sister! Sister Florentia!"
Is he bigger in the anti?
Because the tall guy runs, it seems that more dirt is blowing.
"What’s going on, Craney?"
"Where have you been since early? No, that’s not what’s important right now... Whoo."
Where the hell did you co from?
Craney shouted with a flushed face as he held his breath.
"His Highness Second Prince is at the mansion now!"
"Perez? Where?"
"The Knights’s training center!"
Craney, a big fan of Perez, and stomping his feet excitedly.
"I hear he’s fighting the knights there... I was just on my way!"
"Ah, that’s why they’re all running there."
"Let’s go see it!"
"Okay, let’s go."
When I arrived at the training hall with Craney, I saw a crowd already swarming first.
"Ah, there he is!"
Craney, who is so tall, seed to be able to see beyond the crowd, but I can only see the back of their heads.
Craney, who hesitated for a while after seeing like that, suddenly coughed loudly.
"Hmm!"
"Oh, Young Lady. Let’s go forward. Hey, get out of the way!"
A servant who recognized us paved the way for us.
"Tha, thank you!"
Craney smiled broadly and grabbed my hand and dragged it forward.
After going through the crowd for a long ti, I finally saw a panoramic view of the training hall.
Perez was seen standing in the middle of a wide space.
Wearing a light shirt and pants with only a sword, he looked more like a sharply forged swordsman than an Imperial Prince.
"Here we go! Be careful!"
A knight around 30 years old, wearing the clothes of the Knights of Lombardy, ran into Perez, shouting aloud as if warning.
With a greatsword in hand, a thick hilt that seems can’t be held with both hands.
Although he was tall, his body weight was different from Perez, who had a slender body overall.
It wasn’t just that.
Suddenly, the Aura was waving bright blue in the big sword.
Perez looked a little dangerous in front of the knight who was rushing at him so fast, his massive body reminiscent of a bear.
However.
Clang-!1
A short tal tone rang.
Just once.
That was all.
But everything was different after the piercing resonant spread through the haze.
"This, this is..."
The knight, who had been rushing a little while ago, was looking vainly at his half-cut sword.
"My, my sword is broken..."
Unlike the shocked knight, Perez still had a calm face and only had his sword inserted into its sheath.
"Huh......."
Soone standing next to groaned with their mouths wide open.
"Who, has anyone seen what happened?"
A middle-aged servant looked around and asked.
But no one answered the question.
Everyone was busy rubbing their eyes without saying anything.
Lombardy’s knight, standing with his head down, lowered his sword and bowed to Perez.
"I’ve learned a lot, My Lord."
"The purity of the Aura is low. Physical training is important because you use Bastard Sword, but if your Aura is weak, your destructive power is limited. Try a little harder on mana training."
Perez’s advice was plain.
There was no sign of the joy that he had won.
The knight, who was looking at Perez, greeted him again with a firm nod.
"Thank you, Prince."
The knight picked up his cut-off sword and stepped back, and the other knights rushed over and said.
"Next ti, please fight ..."
"No, with ..."
"It’s already thirty. Do so work, guys!"
Louryl’s husband, assistant chief Flint, who was leading the knights, yelled at them.
"I don’t mind doing more yet, Lord Devon."
Perez spoke in a low voice, and the knights’s faces glowed.
But Flint shook his head firmly.
"I can’t do you any more harm. And Lady Florentia is here."
"Oh."
Perez looked back at with a slight surprise.
Maybe he forgot he was at the Lombardy mansion.
I smiled and waved my hand to say hello.
When the fight seed to be over, the crowd dispersed again.
"Good afternoon!"
and Carney stepped on the training hall, receiving greetings from the knights.
Then Perez, who walked toward , smiled faintly and said hello first.
"Hi, Tia."
"Hi, Perez. What are you doing here?"
"I ca here because I offered to have a match with Gilliu and Mayron last ti. Today, the two went outside for training."
"So while you’re at it, you let the other knights see the swordsmanship?"
"I didn’t have much to do while I was waiting for you."
"Good job. This is my cousin, we t at the banquet last ti, right?"
"Yes. Hi, Craney."
"Oh, hello!"
When Perez called out his na, Craney’s face turned red.
"Then do you want to go to my room for tea?"
Perez nodded at my question.
"Then say hello to the knights before you go."
"Oh."
Only then did Perez look back and say, as if he rembered the existence of the knights.
"I’ll be back next ti."
"Oh, yeah... Thank you for your hard work today."
Flint looked at and Perez a little awkwardly and murmured.
What’s wrong with him?
As I was about to walk towards the annex where my room was, Perez suddenly stopped walking and asked in a low voice.
"By the way, is Craney going too?"2
* * *
"The Second Prince?"
Viese, who was watching the battle between the Second Prince and the knights in the main building overlooking the training hall, clicked his tongue disapprovingly.
"What a clown."2
He hated seeing the Knights of Lombardy who didn’t know what to do next to the Second Prince.
"That girl again."
When Gallahan’s daughter, who was next to the Second Prince, caught his eye, Viese distorted her face.
"Such a cheeky girl."
He was on his way when he heard that Florentia was using her direct lineage authority to manage things with the Devon.
"How dare you use your direct lineage rights?"
In Viese’s view, the blood of the nomads, Florentia was not entitled to use Lombardy’s direct lineage authority.
Even his eldest son, Blesach didn’t know.
"They’re playing around."
Looking at the Second Prince and Florentia walking together, Viese murmured.
"I’m done organizing the office. You can go in first."
John, the butler of the household, inford Viese.
Today is the third day of the week.
It was a day when the four brothers and sisters of the family gathered in one place according to a long tradition.
Viese, who passed John and entered Lord"s office without saying thank you, stood at the door.
He felt even more dirty when he rembered the days when he was Lord’s representative and used it as an office for a while.
"Of course."
I will make this office mine.
It’s mine since birth.
It cannot be taken by anyone.
Viese stared at the seat where only the Lord could sit with his spiteful eyes.
Then a voice ca from behind his back.
"Viese."
Viese’s face, which turned casually, was distorted.
"If you’re not going in, could you get out of the way? You’re in the way."5
It was Shananet who looked at Viese with an expressionless face.
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