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The office of the Frodo family.
One of the windows was smashed. Colorfully patterned pottery from Biparma protruded from the broken window. The butler glanced at the flight of pottery worth his annual salary, then looked back at the owner.
Frodo growled.
“Who broke my son’s shoulder?”
“He’s a student named John from the Espertz family.”
“Esperts? Espertz? … That’s a name I’ve heard before.”
“This is a family ruined by gambling. What a secret skill to detect death.”
Frodo’s face contorted again. It was an annoying situation.
“Shall we send a letter requesting an apology to the dean?”
The ‘request’ handed over by the Frodo family, the gatekeeper of the sea, cannot be just a request. Especially if such a request arises among nobles.
However, the dean of the academy is on close terms with Henry.
Henry, along with Frodo, was the head of a great family that could be said to be the two great families of the empire.
“The son of a fallen nobleman… You mean you smashed my son’s shoulder?”
His anger was not simply because of his affection for his son. It’s not just a matter of face. When the perception that ‘nothing happened even if Frodo touched the family’s child’ arises, the family is looked down upon.
After reading Frodo’s expression, the butler quietly tried to stir up his anger.
“Can’t we just set a precedent?”
Frodo rubbed his saggy cheek. It was his habit when he was immersed in conflict. The butler stared at Frodo with curious eyes.
You can’t judge this man based on his appearance alone. He was a person who made a big impact on his family. A person who took control of the empire’s maritime power by eradicating countless sea pirates.
And the important thing was the identity of the pirates.
Those pirate ships weren’t built in a carpenter’s shop.
A wizard of words, a pirate made on paper in Delparts.
In other words, it is a virtual enemy that only exists on paper.
The reason he is facing an imaginary enemy is simple. Under the pretext of eradicating pirates, he was receiving tremendous support from the imperial government. This was the reason he signed a contract with Delparts at a huge cost.
And this point was the biggest difference from rivals.
‘On the other hand, Henry is a man who made a mark against the real enemy.’
Henry and Frodo, who can be said to be the two greatest nobles of the present empire.
The butler couldn’t easily pick which of the two was the greater.
First nobleman, Henry.
A person who participated in the battlefield as a soldier only once and became a thousand soldiers.
As if penetrating the butler’s thoughts, Frodo asked him.
“Do you know who Henry is?”
The butler pretended not to know for a moment.
“Isn’t he a person who was lucky enough to succeed in a war in which he happened to be involved?”
“Well. Some may think that his success is a generous treatment.”
After a while, Frodo shook his head.
“And I don’t agree with that idea. He is one of those men whose achievements are underrated.”
Frodo said, looking back at his memories of 20 years ago.
“Do you remember the atmosphere at the time of the great uprising of the barbarians?”
“That’s when the master was such a young boy.”
“right. At that time, the imperial command was tricked by the barbarians’ deceit and created a vacuum in the front line.”
The butler of a family who was a professional was not likely to be an ordinary person. The butler could guess what Frodo was trying to say and his intentions.
“You mean Ponzi Plains.”
“okay. This is where Henry served as a soldier. It is a plain where you can see Nufasil, Izragl, and even the Pinbo Territory right in front of you.”
The butler quietly listened to Frodo’s explanation.
“A place where three territories can be connected, only one unit remains. And the army of those days… .”
20 years is a period of change not only in strong and acid, but also in battlefield weapon systems.
“… There has never been a unit armed with full body armor like now. Steel wasn’t that common back then. The units left there were not units with great commanders.”
Even the butler knew.
In the non-stop rain, the unit was left behind by choosing the wrong escape route.
Shortly after falling behind, the unit’s commander was assassinated. The adjutant of the deceased commander went mad with the illusion that he was surrounded by enemies on all sides. It was a situation where they couldn’t even expect supplies, let alone troop support.
Even the Imperial Command wouldn’t have expected much from that one fallen unit.
It would have been fortunate if the remaining soldiers had only slowed the advance of the barbarians’ catapults.
But then, something unexpected happened. A hero has appeared.
That hero was Henry.
Wearing the helmet of the assassinated superior, he became a savage’s nightmare.
Frodo spoke after a heavy silence.
“The hero’s sword proved to be excellent at slashing barbarians, but-“
If the rules change, the weapon must also change. And politics is a battlefield with different rules.
“… I’ll have to see if he even has a political knife.”
A sea breeze blew through the window Frodo had broken. The night wind on the Province Coast was exceptionally ferocious today. The butler shrank a little.
“I will send you a letter. I will write the contents myself.”
“What are you going to write about?”
Frodo held up his pen and thought for a moment of his friendship with the butler. It was 25 years this year. That time was also the time this butler had devoted himself to.
Frodo scrawled the letter and showed it to his butler. The butler, who read quickly, thought he had read it wrong.
“This, this… Are you really going to let it go like this?”
“What are you so surprised about?”
Yes, of course, because of the contents of the letter. The contents of the letter Frodo wrote could have been a declaration of all-out war between the great families.
Frodo smiled at the butler’s expression.
“I would bump into Henry whenever I bumped into him. And, the action Henry takes on the letter… .”
Frodo did not want to create a predicament for his opponent to escape.
“… It will be the action we take on him.”
The butler nodded with a solemn expression and read Frodo’s letter again. In his mind, he reconsidered the plan he had promised to Greenchoff. About those who should be killed as a priority, and about the inheritance process of property.
‘Now, it really begins.’
It was something the comrades had been waiting for.
An all-out war between the two great families of the Empire.
Difficult times are also times of opportunity. Especially for the rebels who want to ‘assassinate’ the great family itself, not a specific person.
But if there was one thing that could be a problem in such a situation, it was the future of Frodo’s son, the Jackal.
When the butler came up with a few questions to get that specific information, Frodo organized them in his mind.
Friendship for the butler.
“My son has the same personality as me.”
Frodo picked up the wooden statue lying on the desk. It was a statue given to her by her butler on her birthday, about three years ago. The carved part was a tree with an angel’s figure engraved on it, and the material of the bottom was made of iron.
Frodo said with a sigh.
“You’ve worked hard all this time.”
Before the butler could understand Frodo’s movements, Frodo carried out what he had long planned.
Kwajik-!
Like the head of a hammer, the wooden statue was hit with the butler’s head.
“Keuhuk?!”
There was no ensuing scream. Because his skull was broken, he died as it was.
However, Frodo sat down on the butler’s stomach, who had already collapsed, and slammed him in the face. His pose, holding the wooden statue with both hands, was like driving a stake.
Kwaaak- Kwajik- Kwaaak-
The butler’s face was red and ruined. Frodo’s voice interrupted the sound of bones breaking and flesh ripping.
“today-! last-! chance-! It was-! I-! you guys-! doing-! Do something-! You wouldn’t know-! Got it-!”
Knack- Knack- Kkick- Kkick-
Frodo’s words ended, but the terrifying price continued. Until the butler’s face is tattered. After a while, he threw down the red-stained wooden statue and said,
“Hey, you don’t have to worry about being lonely. Your comrades will follow soon.”
Frodo stood up, wiping the flesh from his face. Frodo brushed his blood-splattered bangs against the wind that blew through the broken windows.
“My son is not an idiot either.”
***
The next day’s Principal’s meeting.
Ida blankly looked at the spring rain outside the window. The sound of the rain falling ‘todok todok’ was like the congratulatory applause of little fairies to Ida. But I still couldn’t believe what had happened yesterday.
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Now, if a fairy appears in front of you with a ‘pop’, I’ll ask.
yesterday work… .
Wasn’t it really a dream? do.
She didn’t know what to do with the warmth that seemed to still linger on her lips. When I think of Yohan’s appearance full of vision, my ears are still red, my fists are clenched, and my body is twisted. Is it a reward for the long and painful unrequited love?
Perhaps, even though she said she liked her older brother, Johan, she had never believed that she would ever be with him.
Then, suddenly, by the time the sound of rain in her ears became clearer, Ida was startled.
The fight she felt wasn’t because of the cold.
“Grade president?”
Everyone in the meeting was looking at Ida. Ida opened her eyes wide and hesitated before speaking.
“Hey, hey, clerk… Perhaps… Did you call me?”
“yes… for the third time.”
The soldier who was greeted by the secretary of the meeting sighed lightly and then spoke. A little dissatisfaction was a situation that could have been brought out.
“It is Miss Ida Hermes who requested the authority to act as the school principal. Please pay attention.”
“… I’m sorry.”
“I will repeat the question I asked earlier. I asked if the decision was made by other external pressures or unavoidable circumstances.”
After carefully listening to the clerk’s words, Ida shook her head. At this, the clerk sighed and said.
“The contents of the meeting are recorded, so you can speak.”
“Ah yes. that pitch… external pressure? There was no such thing.”
“All right. Then, for today’s first day, Miss Ida Hermes’ authority will be transferred to Johann Esperts, the class president. Miss Ida Hermes, as soon as the meeting is over, hand the armband to him and ask him to accurately convey the authority and role of the school principal. Alright, on to the next item… .”
Ida tried to listen to the contents of the meeting from the next agenda, and thanks to that, she fell asleep a couple of times.
If the sewer is damaged, you need to find a repairman, why are you asking me what to do?
“Is it Miss?”
“Ah, Nenep! I was listening!”
“… I’m just telling you that the meeting is over.”
Ida, who was looking around the conference hall, stood up. As Yohan had requested, the procedure for acting as the school principal was over.
Laughter came out of nowhere.
‘Now, whatever I do, I’m going to do it with Yohan, right?’
She intended to make John a prince. Then, next to the prince, you would be his princess.