"I can't believe you're 'that' younger sister the Duke of Euclid has been looking for all this ti……."
She must be quite acquainted with Hermann seeing that she sincerely looked surprised.
"And you're also the lover of Dietrich Lagrange?"
'We're not lovers, though.'
I shrugged, denying Olivia's lant inwardly.
"Since you are able to wield both of them, you must have nothing to fear from this world."
I didn't think I have a hold on Dietrich and Hermann to weild them, but I didn't deny her words.
The terrified Olivia asked with a pale face.
She must have misunderstood sothing and her trembling fingers revealed her apprehension.
"No matter how much I apologize, it would be of no use, would it? We've ssed with Euclid and Lagrange at the sa ti, after all…..I can't even ask the House of Lords for help."
I let out an exclamation at Olivia's dispirited voice, "Oh."
Lagrange and Euclid were families whose respective powers were equal to those of the imperial family.
So, how frightening would it be to imagine that such two families could work together to destroy them?
"That's–"
Bang–!
"Not–"
"Madam!!!"
I tried to reassure her by telling her that it wouldn't happen, but situations seldom helped .
"Please save , Madam!"
I turned to look at Hans, who had been thrown into the room, and Dietrich, who was stepping on his fallen head, erging through the gap of the door that was roughly opened.
"Why are you taking so long?"
He asked like a sigh as he stepped on Hans' neck, who had been screaming, to the point that he lost consciousness.
I place my hands on my sides at his seeming rebuke.
"I told you not to follow . Why is it so hard for you to trust ?"
He had planned to send Zagan and Amon earlier, too.
As I heaved a deep sigh and even shook my head, he moved his chin as if he had done nothing wrong.
"I'm not the only one who followed you."
I turned my head toward the window he was pointing at and touched my forehead in shock.
Zagan, who was carrying Veronica, Yuric, and even Hermann all at once, was sweating profusely and repeatedly flapping his wings laboriously.
".......Heavens."
The poor demon, who had been knocking on the window with his fingernails, was unable to bear the weight of three people so he leaned downwards, and then, under Veronica's bullying, whimpered upwards again.
I hurriedly rushed and burst open the window, letting Zagan in.
"A demon? Is that perhaps the famous demon of Lagrange?"
Surprised by the appearance of Zagan, Olivia started to hiccup.
After Veronica and Yuric, followed by Hermann, stepped on the windowsill and entered the room, she fell backward screaming as if she was about to faint.
"D-Duke!"
Although Hermann's reputation was great with the Southern nobles, she was trembling even more than when I scared her using the na of Lagrange.
"Aren't you Madam Denborough?"
Hermann's eyes widened as if puzzled by the situation, and he reached out to help her up from her fall.
The mont Olivia, who was looking up at him with tears in her eyes, carefully placed her hand on his, "Don't tell , Countess Denborough is one of the people who tornted Anissa?"
Hermann clicked his tongue briefly and let go of her hand without waiting for her to answer.
"Oh my!"
Thud.
So Olivia, who was trying to lean on Hermann and raise her body, had no choice but to fall back on her hips.
'And now he's also stirring things up.'
I felt sorry for Olivia, who was only guilty of having a jerk like Donovan as her nephew, so I couldn't help but stepped forward.
"Hermann, today is the first ti I t with the Countess, so please don't get the wrong idea. Also, Countess."
"Ye-Yes?!"
Olivia responded politely and bowed her body, forgetting that she was treating disrespectfully earlier.
I chuckled at her excessive manner and reached out my hand.
"First, please sit down. The conversation might take a while."
She grabbed my hand, scrambled to get up, and yielded to the large armchair she was sitting in.
"Please sit here, my lady."
"Thank you."
When I sat down, Dietrich closed his mouth and stood next to .
As if Hermann didn't want to lose as well, he stood on my other side so I had no choice but to speak while sandwiched between the two n.
'..........This is suffocating, you people.'
"Countess, I'm sorry but Donovan is probably dead."
I tugged on Dietrich's sleeve, who was pretending not to know anything and looking indifferent.
"Dietrich."
"Why."
"What about the Viscount?"
"……."
He did not intend to answer my question and suddenly began to stare blankly into space.
So he's dead.
'Well, he deserves to die because he knows his son was easily molesting powerless won frequently, but he hadn't done anything about it.'
Instead of waiting for his mouth to open, I looked back at Olivia with a small sigh.
"It seems that the Viscount is dead as well."
"I see."
Olivia showed little interest in my words that her nephew and brother have died.
"Are you all right?"
"It's not my brother's safety I'm worried about but the Viscount of Oily, Princess."
I briefly nodded my head at her calm words.
'Well, just because they were family related by blood doesn't necessarily an they care about each other.'
There were always enough people with poor family relationships than others.
"The Viscountess' seat was originally empty…..Is there anyone prepared in the subsidiary family to be the successor?" [1]
"How could a re Viscounty, which is not even a Grand Duchy or a Countdom, have a subsidiary family?"
"Don't you have any relatives?"
"There may be distant relatives, but they live all their lives farming and are illiterate."
It would take a long ti to find soone to lead the Viscounty if there was no successor candidate prepared in advance for ergencies.
'This is a headache.'
I sighed quietly, scratching the side of my head.
'The Countess is already married and left her house so she's not officially a person from the Viscount of Oily.'
The Countess, who understood what I ant, opened her mouth as she sneaked a glance into Dietrich.
"Did you want to formally take Lindsay and the head maid?"
"Yes. But this is troubleso because the master of the Viscounty isn't here."
"The head maid is bound by a life contract, and the maid nad Lindsay owes a lot of debt. She also has ten years left on her contract."
At so point, she had pulled out a calculator and Olivia's eyes sparkled as she pounds on the abacus.
Tak, tap.
The sound of her moving the abacus gently echoes in the drawing room.
'Though she's afraid of Dietrich and Hermann, she still thought of making a profit?'
I judged that Olivia's establishnt seed to be reliable seeing as she could quickly change her deanor into that of a rchant even when standing in front of the two pillars of the empire.
"The servants signed a contract with the Viscount so I can't hand over them easily but, I've calculated the approximate amount……."
"I'll buy it."
Dietrich stepped forward, cutting Olivia's words about asking to pay a formidable price to the head of the Viscounty.
"What are you going to buy?"
"The Viscounty."
"Pardon? You're saying you're going to buy the Viscounty?"
Olivia's surprised eyes widened as if they would fall out of their sockets.
He nodded briefly as he took the abacus she was holding like her life and smashed all the transparent glass beads on top of it.
"That's right. I'll buy everything."
"What?"
My jaw dropped at Dietrich's ridiculous remarks.
I only wanted to bring the head maid and Lindsay. What's the use of buying the useless Viscounty?
"You're suddenly going to buy soone else's family like this?"
"I was going to buy it anyway."
Trample on it or steal it away.
I bit my tongue, trying hard to ignore his unspoken words.
".......But why?"
"As your souvenir."
I didn't need such a huge souvenir.
Dietrich continued as he pressed his fingers against my wrinkled forehead.
"This is the place where the You, whom I didn't know, existed."
"……."
"I demolished the mansion in a whirlwind, so I should at least take the house."
".........Ho."
He held up his pen as if to write a contract with Olivia in front of , who was stunned.
"Wait. What's the big deal if I had stayed here for a while? Why waste money like this?"
It was so far from the North that the money it would take to manage would be more than the revenue from this booger-sized but small territory.
"Anyway, won't it be a property for you to manage once you're in charge of the Duchy's internal affairs?"
My eyes widened at Dietrich's out-of-the-blue remarks and stamred.
"Wh-Why would I be in charge of the internal affairs?"
It was only in the past that I looked at it for a while under the pretext of preparing for the rose war, and it was not originally my job to manage the Grand Duchy.
As if puzzled by my surprised face, Dietrich raised his indifferent eyebrow.
"The internal affairs are originally taken care of by the Duchess."
"So why am I in charge of the internal affairs? I'm not the Duchess."
"……."
"Who's going to marry you?"
Crack.
A fountain pen made of iron crumbled into powder in his hand.
NOTE:
[1] I'm not sure why it says the Viscountess' seat is empty when the previous chapters did ntion the wife of the Viscount here and there.
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