#2 Responsibilities and Duties (4)
If you ask the people of Weibin, ‘What is the most splendid thing in this land?’, there would be a hundred answers.
It was ‘the mansion of the Yubin family’.
The mansion, which had a history of hundreds of years, was dignified as much as it was buried, and shone as dazzlingly as the value of the decorations.
It is this mansion that is at the point of symmetry with Portman, who knows moderation and order as virtues.
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The owner of the mansion was moving a busy pace today.
Joseph Wibin, the current head of the Baron Wibin family, and Tyria’s father.
“He will come back.”
said Joseph, tightening his tie. The tie was made by a craftsman stitch by stitch from an expensive fabric that was expensive even in the capital city.
“Aren’t you the kind of guy you don’t like until the very end, to come here at a moment like this?”
“Anyway, it’s a cloth that doesn’t help in life. If it’s going to disappear, it’ll disappear forever, and it’s obvious that you’re here to covet the legacy, right? What kind of money is that!”
The answer was his wife, Agak Wibin.
She was wearing expensive jewelry over a gorgeous indigo dress. A single pin stuck in her hair was worth enough for Yubin’s peasant family to live on for a month.
she said anxiously.
“What should I do? If that bastard claims the right to inherit the inheritance… .”
“joy! What have you done so far to claim inheritance? The money is ours! The money I deserve from those bastards who wasted 10 years of my daughter’s time!”
“Yeah, of course!”
The two raised their voices as if to hide their anxiety.
Because Hoven Portman’s legacy had to be in their hands.
Aside from everything else, the Yubin family was at a point where it could no longer operate properly without that money.
They were people who valued the dignity of nobles very much.
Dignity, they believed, comes from outward appearances different from those of the common people, and by easily obtaining what they do not have.
So their consumption was beyond the normal range.
That was the reason Wibin was poor.
This is because despite the fact that wheat fields producing high-quality wheat are scattered all over the country, consumption was greater than the income earned from them.
It was an inevitable decision for them to send their daughter to Portman at a time when their fortunes were declining.
Doesn’t the daughter have the responsibility and duty to do for the family?
I didn’t even let it go.
Joseph actually moved both physically and mentally to make Portman an aristocrat on par with Weebin.
At least, in his opinion, Portman became a baron thanks to Wi-Bin, and with that, his loyalty was fulfilled.
‘Ah, I let my daughter live without a husband for 10 years, and I should get this much!’
The year-by-year support from Portman after the initial contract wasn’t enough.
At first, that was enough, but consumption increased as time went by.
Didn’t he need a lot of money to hold a hunting tournament with the nobles of the nearby manor, support his wife’s tea party, and also maintain the mansion and maintain his own dignity? Hoven Portman’s enormous legacy was an indispensable element in order to get his hands on something bigger.
“It must be that he and the dead Portman are scaring her daughter. Otherwise, does it make sense that Tyria never responded to our letter?”
“sure! She is the daughter Tyria raised!”
Agak feigned sadness and pricked his tear duct with a handkerchief.
Tyria, who has now become Portman, has never interacted with the family since heading there. It was only a regular meeting place or occasional face.
And after Hoven Portman passed away, it was acting as if it had been cut off altogether.
Even if you send a letter, there is no answer. Visits are not permitted.
I didn’t think of a way to forcefully push in.
If you were to be simple at the entrance, you would be ridiculed by the nearby nobles.
“We have to save her!”
“Ah!”
How did you raise your daughter? How many resources did you spend raising your daughter?
The child’s white skin and golden hair were handed down from birth.
The child’s etiquette was taught by the capital’s etiquette teacher.
What is your mindset as a noble? It was completed by admonishing even to the point of putting down dignity.
Tyria Yubin was, I dare say, the masterpiece of the Yubin family.
Originally, she was a child to be married to a nobleman higher than a count.
I sent a child like that, but it’s just like a bird in a cage.
And you’re not paying the price right?
The more they thought about it, the more their faces became red with anger rising.
However, by the time they arrived in front of the drawing room, that sign had disappeared without a trace.
This is because aristocrats are a law that should not show their emotions easily.
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The door is open.
I was quite nervous at the thought that I should be nervous because I was the son of Hoven Portman, who was not like that human being.
The moment they met, the two were relieved.
“I’m sorry for coming to greet you so late. This is Elric Portman.”
A lame, uncultured commoner’s simple way of greeting.
It’s okay to give a sad impression, but that’s it.
Elric seemed like an easy opponent to both.
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charge.
It was the thought that Elric came up with when he first encountered the two of them.
From the memory of the wedding day 10 years ago, I don’t think it was too much, but the time was really scary.
What I inadvertently came to mind were the words of my close friend Elbus Graham.
– Excessiveness is as bad as lacking. No matter how expensive you look around, you can’t see it. It means that the value of the decoration ate the owner.
From his point of view, these two were like, how to say, crushed under the weight of adornments.
It was a rude thought, but what can I do, the truth is that.
Anyway, the first impression was not good, and as the conversation continued, those feelings only grew stronger.
Even if I tried to suppress it, I couldn’t help it.
It was because of the attitude the two showed after the formal greeting.
“Is it 10 years? It is very difficult to see your face.”
“There must have been a situation. You have not learned anything about this side of duty.”
“Well, Portman’s incorporation into the nobility… .”
Aggressive. His words continued without a change in his expression, as if he was trying to maintain his own dignity, but his intention was very clear.
“… Well, I guess I don’t know.”
In fact, I was in the position of a sinner.
For them, isn’t it the enemy who left their daughter for 10 years and returned?
From that point of view, their attitude could have been justified.
would have been willing to endure.
If only they were sincere.
“What business did you come for?”
“I saw the letter that came to the mansion. about him… .”
“Ah, was that what you were talking about?”
A small noise that resembled laughter and ridicule rose above the space.
What happened after that began to cause considerable discomfort to Elric.
There was no other reason.
“You must have come to claim the property.”
Their words were because the destination was a direction that Elric could not leave alone.
“You don’t have to try to hide it. Since you don’t seem to have a knack for this language, I’ll be a bit more direct. We want to get it at a fair price.”
“That’s the price of leaving our daughter alone.”
“Don’t you think it’s too presumptuous to claim ownership of the estate now? To be honest, I wonder if you can use your father’s legacy for anything meaningful. He and you look so different.”
“It would rather be for the sake of the territory… .”
“It must be the one we use.”
Elric listened as the two exchanged back and forth.
I accepted their blatant intentions without adding or subtracting the slightest bit, and disassembled their words to see their inner meaning.
So, I looked at their faces.
At the end, I realized a fact that I didn’t want to admit very much.
‘There is none.’
Nothing was said about Tyria.
Right after they said hello, they hadn’t asked after her once, and hadn’t mentioned her in words not related to the legacy.
Isn’t it the daughter who has suffered for 10 years?
Also, isn’t it the daughter who hasn’t come and gone in the past year?
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At the very least, isn’t it okay to ask about my regards?
‘How come.’
Aren’t you asking about her?
Elric said it out of the blue, out of expectation.
“First of all, I apologize for not bringing my wife with me. Her work is busy… .”
“Are you talking back?”
In an angry voice, the reliance on the questioning was shattered.
It was very unpleasant.
The shape drawn by the emotion was close to anger, and resembled disgust.
I thought I would have brushed off this kind of resentment as I moved out of my boyhood, but it was only becoming clear that facing parents who didn’t care for their children was still quite difficult.
Even more so because the target is someone he knows.
Elric remembered Tyria’s face.
For some reason, it felt like I could see through what process her indifference was completed.
The eyes that were just talking about duty looked different.
It was compassion that bloomed somewhere in the fluctuating emotions as if swept away by a torrent.
Elric sympathized with her life and reprimanded himself for being a sinner like them.
Even in the midst of it, Joseph Wibin poured out his words.
It was an accusatory remark that seemed to suppress the opponent.
Among them, there was a saying that stuck in my ears.
“Excessive greed ruins people. I hope you remember this.”
excessive greed.
Those words were the catalyst.
“… What will you do if you want to indulge that greed?”
“… What did you say?”
“I asked what you guys can do if you say you want to be greedy.”
Elric looked up.
“Is there anything you can do for me?”
Baroness Wibin’s face went blank at the provocative remark.
The first to react was Joseph Wibin, whose face turned red.
he jumped up and cried out.
“This, such an outrageous… !”
“Right.”
He paused, Joseph stiffened.
Elric said to him, still smiling as he sat down.
“I am a foolish person. A little, a lot.”
That was the term he was referring to over the past 10 years.
Elric’s mood changed.