Hide, Inspector General – 1
Waiting for Marghetta in the dormitory, I awkwardly touched her collar. Her normally comfortable uniform feels unfamiliar to her today.
‘I forgot again.’
She sighed as she adjusted her collar appropriately. This time she went to the banquet wearing the uniform of the Inspector General instead of the usual formal attire.
Of course, there is no big problem for her even if she attends the banquet wearing the uniform of the inspection department. This is also a dress worn to show manners.
Still, the essence of uniforms is work clothes, and the work of the inspection department is pretty ugly. Occasionally, there are nobles who complain of PTSD when they see the uniform of the Inspection Department.
So I think I should buy another suit, but I forget it every time.
‘I have to go to a banquet.’
If I were a professional banquet attender, I would have bought several pairs, but my banquet attendance cycle is at least several months. There is no need to live in a hurry, so it’s common to forget it as it is.
‘I’m not even going alone.’
So far, that forgetfulness hasn’t been a problem, but isn’t this banquet with Marghetta?
Appearing in uniform next to a well-dressed lady? In terms of possession, it’s like coming out on a date in an officer’s uniform. Even if he’s crazy, he’s not usually crazy.
“Don’t worry, Carl looks great no matter what he wears.”
A situation where you have nothing to say even if you get slapped on the cheek by a lady. Even so, her broad-minded Marghetta says it’s okay, but she’s honestly full of her worries.
That’s right, after this banquet, I’ll be sure to buy it. During the New Year’s ceremony, please wear your normal clothes.
“Knife.”
Marghetta’s voice came from behind her while she was resolving.
As soon as she glanced behind her, her resolve to buy the right clothes intensified.
A red dress and accessories worn here and there. And even a green jewel bracelet that looks like Marghetta’s eyes. It looks like a lot of power.
Compared to that… I…
“I’m sorry. Did you wait a long time?”
“No. My heart was pounding at the thought of seeing Mar, so the time passed quickly.”
On the contrary, I replied with pleasant words because I felt more sorry.
“I wanted to see Carl too, so I hurried out.”
Fortunately, she answered with a bashful smile that she seemed to like it.
The more she did, the more sorry she felt. I am really sorry. I’ll wear it in the future…
Thanks to the teleport wizard sent by the legend, I was able to arrive at the mansion quickly.
The prince, the son-in-law, sends a wizard to follow the slave slave, and the father-in-law, Jeon Seung-gong, sends a wizard to bring his guests in peace.
Why are father-in-law and son-in-law so different? The Crown Prince, watch and learn.
“That’s a lot.”
Anyway, as soon as we landed at the main gate of the mansion, a large crowd caught our eyes.
I’ve heard that you’re holding a small banquet, but have I misunderstood the meaning of small?
“I heard that Her Highness the Crown Princess is thrifty, but you also held a small birthday banquet.”
Marghetta, who looked around like me, whispered.
Ah, that’s really small. You have to have been to a lot of banquets to get a sense of how big this is.
“It’s small enough just to open it in the mansion, not the imperial palace.”
As if he noticed my question, he quietly added.
That’s right. If it’s the crown prince’s birthday banquet, it’s not strange for her to hold it at the imperial palace. It is not wrong to say that it is small because it is given up and opened in a mansion.
It’s strange to say that the former master’s mansion is a single mansion, but compared to the imperial palace, it’s only one.
“I’m grateful that I was invited to a small banquet. Let’s go and say hello.”
“That’s right. It’s rude if you don’t even say hello to the owner.”
Saying that, he held out her hand to Marghetta, who smiled broadly and took her hand.
And as I walked towards her mansion, I could feel the eyes more focused on me. A flinching look at me, who appeared in the uniform of the inspectorate, followed by a relieved look at Marghetta next to her.
“Inspector-Chief─ ─This seat─”
“── Princess─”
They seem to be whispering in small whispers, but the conversation you can hear at first glance is clearly talking about us.
‘It’s perfect for aggro.’
With bitter feelings, I held Marghetta’s hand even tighter. It’s because she seems to get too much attention even if she rides thin because of me.
She averted her gaze with concern, but with Margheta’s proud smile on her face, she moved on casually.
‘It’s okay.’
Coming to think of it, between the head of the inspection department and the duke’s youngest daughter who doesn’t show their face in social circles, who is more used to being stared at? Of course it’s the latter.
I worried too much. In the middle of the day, I only thought of Marghetta as someone I had to protect too much.
With her reflection, I loosened her hand slightly, and this time Marghetta grabbed my hand tightly.
“Mar?”
“I’m nervous, so hold on.”
Unlike words, his expression is far from nervous.
“Okay.”
Still, if Marghetta wants it, then she’ll do it.
***
As expected. No matter how much the banquet was held at the mansion, not the imperial palace, each and every one of the participants was a big player since it was a banquet for Her Highness the Crown Princess.
What if the scale is small? It doesn’t matter if the person is a little less. After all, it’s the few at the top who control the social world.
I can feel it even now. The eyes that are focused on us, the eyes that glance at us while pretending not to be.
‘Good.’
The more I did, the more I felt an uncontrollable sense of satisfaction, let alone a burden.
Look at us more, more. Let everyone see this
‘The knife is mine.’
It’s mine. This man holding my hand, this man everyone is looking at, is mine.
You can see everything. Aristocrats who seemed to be calculating while watching us in silence, noble ladies whispering something to each other while covering their mouths with fans.
‘Whoa whoop…’
Exactly the desired result, and the best result. Now, after this banquet, the relationship between me and Carl will spread through those people.
Of course, Carl said that he would go to his father as soon as his New Year’s ceremony was over, but ─
‘This much is fine.’
I hope that as soon as possible, as many people know about our relationship. Isn’t this a big greed?
Besides, it’s not like I’m forcing a knife that hates marriage. Yep, there’s nothing wrong with this.
While I desperately controlled the corner of my mouth that twitched naturally, I felt the hand of the knife gripping it tremble.
Are you nervous? Are you all trembling when you see us?
‘It’s cute.’
It seemed that the expressionless expression he had barely adhered to was about to break at the unusual appearance of the knife. If we were alone, we would say embarrassing things casually, but when others saw it, we shuddered.
“Are you here?”
And it was only after I split the crowd and my father appeared that I realized that it was an illusion.
.
***
From far away, I saw an old man one head taller than the others.
‘Come.’
I inadvertently closed my eyes. Her hands trembled in instinctive fear.
Old Man─ To be honest, the more the nobleman who seemed to be middle-aged approached, the more the nobles made their way out of the way, the more the desire to escape surged up.
But I persevered. If you show your back to a beast, there is only a future where you will be eaten.
“Are you here?”
A heavy voice with no pitch. It was usually a voice full of intimidation, but today it felt like the sentence of King Yeomra.
“The successor of the Krasius family, Carl Krasius, the head of the Treasury Department’s Inspection Department, greets the noble Sangvis.”
At my greeting, the iron-blooded worker snorted and threw out just one word.
“Mere words of honor are futile.”
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No matter who hears it, ‘I feel sorry for you.’ My hands trembled again.
‘Twisted.’
He is an iron-blooded worker who told you to come and kneel down if you want to marry Marghetta. He’s far from joking, so it’s not something he said lightly. In all honesty, he meant that he would condone a relationship with Marghetta only after I was on my knees.
But he appears as Marghetta’s partner at the Crown Princess’s birthday banquet, nowhere else? Without even getting down on your knees?
It is not strange to judge that he ignores and despises himself as the duke and father of Marghetta.
…Fortunately, I don’t think he’s in the stage of serious anger, seeing as he hasn’t punched me yet.
“Father.”
When Marghetta, who was next to her, opened her mouth, the Sang-Blooded Ball’s displeased expression suddenly softened.
As expected, he is weak to his youngest daughter. Is that the fate of the father?
“Mar. It’s been a while.”
“Yes, father. Are you well?”
At the polite greeting, the Iron Blooded Ball nodded his head.
“Her daughter won’t stay with her father, so she’ll take care of her health.”
Although I added words full of regret.
And at those words, my mouth, which was already closed, became even heavier.
“My father asked me to go with him, but…”
A word that Marghetta carefully brought out yesterday. Unfortunately, before I applied for her partner, Marghetta had already rejected the invitation from Sangvis.
‘It’s a shame.’
During last summer vacation, Marghetta stayed at my mansion, so she didn’t go back to the manor. This is her birthday banquet, she declined the invitation of Sang-Blood Ball and she attended as my partner.
This is something that would make my eyes roll even if I was a Sangvis. The more you feel sorry for Marghetta, the more your anger towards me will grow.
“You’ve been holding on to the guest who just arrived. Greet the owner first.”
Swordsmith looked at me in silence, then turned his back with those words.
Would you be mistaken if the words of ‘greeting’ sound like a declaration of war that you will be killed later?
“Knife.”
“Oh, yes.”
Thanks to Marghetta’s voice, I was able to catch the spirit that was about to run away.
“Father is like that because he’s sad too. Don’t worry too much about it.”
She silently nodded at Marghetta’s comfort.
Okay, there’s no need to be too scared, so let’s calm down. It’s unfortunate that he ran into Iron-Blooded Ball before the Grand Seol of Tears, but it’s fortunate that he met at the banquet for the Crown Princess.
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No matter how iron-blooded you are, you can’t cause a commotion in a place where the crown princess is the main character. When the head of the inspection department kneels down on her and the duke does a German suplex in a position where the Crown Princess should receive attention, it’s too eye-catching, isn’t it?
‘I’m not the type of person who doesn’t know that a Sangvisian is like that.’
Thinking of that eased my tension a bit.
***
It’s been a long time since I left the Magic Tower for reasons other than work.
I hate complicated places like banquets. Glances, whispered conversations, annoying approaches.
But there is a reason to go to this banquet, even if you have to put up with those things.
‘Baby.’
Except for the New Year’s Celebration and the meeting of the imperial families, the baby is extremely invisible. It’s rare for a baby like that to attend a banquet.
I was able to find time to go out because my work load has decreased recently. Besides, isn’t it not long after the baby, who was in a cold prison, was released? I’ll have to go there just to make sure I’m okay.
‘Wait.’
Because I made a new potion for the baby.
Although it’s not something that will increase your lifespan, it will be good for your health.