I sent an invitation, but I really didn’t know he might be there.
With a little thought, he would understand the obvious meaning of ridicule, but Count Asran was absurd at the audacity of attending.
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Moreover, the two envelopes laid out on the table make you vaguely guess what’s inside without even opening it.I wonder if there were 7 invitations in hand from the beginning.
If not, is it a trick to incite conflict?
As if his throat was slightly burning, Earl Asran touched the area around his neck with a soft hand.
Daughter and son staring at each other as if hoping to solve this situation.
Also, the northern nobles who glanced at themselves with a perplexed expression.
Count Asran stepped forward and approached Ferzen, who was showing off a relaxed look.
“Count Ruerg. Please move for a moment.”
“… … You’re a fool once in a while.”
Seeing Count Asran gently slicing the meat and plucking it with a fork before he could even eat a bite, Ferzen grinned.
“You don’t even give me time to savor the supper that has been prepared.”
Ferzen, who puts the knife and fork down on the plate, clicks his tongue.
Count Asran’s eyebrows twitched wildly at that arrogance, but he did not lose the calmness of his voice.
“If you’re too full, you won’t even taste Rivera.”
“her… … ”
Armand di Rivera.
To put it bluntly without further explanation, it is the most expensive wine in the Empire.
To treat yourself to something that is worth a lot with just an empty bottle.
Originally, he was going to share a deep story with him, so Ferzen tapped the table a couple of times and got up.
“I’m going to come here with a lavish but irresponsible mouthpiece.”
“Aren’t you bringing things?”
“I’ll be back anyway, but what are you going to do?”
Because I didn’t want to leave Paran to put an end to this.
Ferzen replied with a clever smile.
He did not think that Earl Asran, who had a brief conflict within him, or Gerard, his son, who had removed Ferzen, was not enough to be able to take care of himself, so he forcibly stepped out of the banquet hall with Ferzen. it happened
Then, very naturally, the seated northern nobles did not have a banquet… … Ferzen turned his gaze to the two envelopes placed on the place where he had left.
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again.
jerk.
As they walked through the corridors of the quiet mansion, Ferzen and Count Arsran did not share a word.
However, it was Count Asran who felt as if he was about to be swallowed up by the weight of that silence.
click.
Count Asran opened the door to his bedroom, and sat facing Ferzen while holding one Rivera, and the face of the blue-eyed child was clearly facing.
“Are you enjoying the play?”
“… … ”
Ferzen did not respond to the words of Count Asran who rushed first, and quietly savored the Rivera that was poured into the glass.
The inner meaning of the word play would not be very different.
Two envelopes left at the banquet hall.
That wouldn’t be an invitation to invite you to Brutein’s auction.
The number of externally known invitations is 5.
However, if those two chapters are true, it will be a total of 7 chapters, and if they were to receive invitations to capture more than half of the majority from the beginning, they must be thinking that it would be more appropriate to receive 10 chapters.
“count.”
“… … ”
“Do you, too, and the other nobles in the north also see me as blind to power?”
Ferzen smiled softly and set the glass down.
“If that were the case, I wouldn’t have chosen Ruerg as a nesting place.”
Pointing out that the premise of your thinking was wrong, Ferzen slowly put her hands together and clasped them.
“her… … Are you trying to wrap yourself up in Brutein’s history?”
Are you talking about the subject of greedily coveting the position of the northern head of the North?
“You know, don’t you? If I was really going to covet that crumbling throne, I would have gotten ten invitations.”
“I know that Chapter 5 was the Maginot Line. Unlike you, Marquis Jeremiah is the current head of Brutein, so he couldn’t take care of his younger brother who dared to covet power with the utmost sincerity.”
“… … ”
“Didn’t you just spread the exaggerated rumors that large-scale construction would be carried out in this barren northern land?”
“I’ve never borrowed a worker from your estate, but I’m looking into it quite carefully. okay.”
“My sweetheart… … ”
Count Asran’s wrinkles are distorted with anger in the tone that appears subtly at the end of every word, which naturally feels like he is being disrespectful to him.
“Looks like you really enjoy playing chess.”
Looking at the chessboard and the neatly arranged chess pieces by the window, Ferzen reached out.
widely.
The characteristic large hand held by him was the pawn corresponding to the role of a soldier.
“count. Why is it that, according to the rules of chess, looking back at the pawn… … Do you know if moving backwards is not allowed?”
“… … ”
“There is nothing difficult in principle.”
To look down means to look down.
If facing means equal.
Naturally, that’s the only option a soldier can choose on the battlefield.
The only time he could turn his head to look up at the king’s bravery or dare to retreat from the battlefield was when permission was granted.
That’s right, in the sense that humans also look up, if they forcefully put the sun in the sky into their eyes, don’t they bow their heads in a while?
“Even the birds that fly in the sky know their subject and do not rise high to get closer to the sun.”
“under… … ”
“In that sense, I think you are inferior to those birds.”
bang!
“Don’t go off topic!”
Following Earl Asran’s fists smashing the desk full of displeasure, each other’s glasses tipped over and expensive wine dripped down.
But what made Ferzen’s heart even more disturbing was the saliva that was fried with the back of his hand along with his voice raising his throat.
“It’s a really low-key sound.”
Shrek.
Ferzen took out a handkerchief from her arms and slowly wiped the back of her hand.
His filthy behavior is also annoying, but how annoying it is that the left side is the only fried saliva.
He couldn’t even tell him to spit on the back of his right hand, so Ferzen looked at him while forcibly suppressing the seizure symptoms of an obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Shake!
The red moon, which is shyly hidden by the clouds, reveals its true form, and the dawn falls from the window in the back and embraces Ferzen.
At first glance, it was a sight to be admired as being truly sublime, but Fersen’s terrifying red eyes, which seemed to reflect the rising moon in the sky, evoked only a certain kind of ominousness.
“Like you said, I have five invitations.”
“… … ”
“And now in the banquet hall, out of the five, there is an invitation and a blank sheet of paper with nothing written on it.”
“Did you foolishly plan to cut off my flesh?”
“It’s funny.”
Chapter 5 is true.
If one of them is here.
Of course, one of the five nobles who ascended to Ruerg, believing that Ferzen would hold him in his arms, would be a failure?
What are the benefits of doing so?
“Didn’t you tell me? I have no interest in that worn-out throne.”
Ferzen got up as he threw the handkerchief that had wiped Count Asran’s saliva on the floor.
“Even if you reach the top of the highest mountain in the world, you can’t reach the sun.”
“… … ”
“Even though it is the most basic truth, you sat on a tall building and forgot it.”
one on your side.
And, one person from this side who took the blank sheet.
The two of them, who have become so difficult to fit in either side, become neutral in the North.
Yes, Fersen was planning to split the power into three instead of two.
The North will have to fight amongst themselves, but they will not dare to press hard with their eyes on the center like this time.
If you think about it, even in the world where Seojin Lee lived, there were myths related to this situation.
Obviously, it was called the Tower of Babel.
The humans who built the tower were punished for not being able to communicate smoothly because they embraced different languages at the same time as the tower collapsed.
In the present case, torn apart of the power he held would be a corresponding punishment.
“It’s been so long since I’ve forgotten how to fly because I’m so full.”
“under… … ”
“So, Count.”
tear it apart
break up.
Chase and move these fragments of power that have been split apart.
And in the sky where I will fly after a long time, I will remind you of it clearly.
“Don’t fight while looking up at the sun over the topic.”
In addition.
“You mustn’t come close to me without permission.”
Initially, hawks descend to the ground in search of food.
In the wide, blue sky, what one dares to covet as one’s duty is to raise the altitude.
“If the North feels cramped, take this opportunity to look around properly.”
It’s too wide for your fountain.
And don’t pay attention to His Majesty the Emperor.
Look into the eyes of the nobles who follow you.
widely.
After he finished speaking, Ferzen took a step back, putting down the chess piece he was holding on the wine-stained desk.
And Count Asran, who followed the trace of Ferzen’s departure, picked up Rivera’s bottle in front of him and threw it roughly.
Chaeeng!
Then, along with the fragments of the bottle that were shattered to pieces, the wine that was still left spilled out, creating a unique mellow scent throughout the room.
But no one was drunk.
No, only the moon rising above the dark night sky.
It’s still glowing red as if drunk by that scent.
* * * * *
“… … Do not get up.”
When his father and Ferzen left the banquet hall.
Gerrard coughed and said as if threatening to the nobles who were measuring the liver.
But the weight of Gerrard’s voice was not enough to hold them down on their shoulders.
In the end, he couldn’t stop the two nobles who got up and left the banquet hall with the envelopes.
Gerrard, whose face was flushed red, ran out the door, leaving behind his sickly groaning brother at his banquet where he had gone mad.
He was going to give him a final warning, but before long he had to turn his head when he heard the sound of shoes echoing along with his footsteps in the hallway.
“… … ”
Is the story over already?
As always, Ferzen is stepping forward with a high-pressure and overbearing momentum, with no disturbance at all.
Whoops!
For a moment, his head almost turned to the floor, but Gerrard clenched his fists and raised them upright to meet his gaze.
again.
gradually getting closer.
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Mixed with the smell of old-fashioned perfume, the subtle scent of wine exudes sweetly.However, Ferzen, with his own determination, simply ignored him as if he was treating a stone rolling on the roadside.
Gerrard bit his lip hard enough to bleed out of the shame that that action brought, and belatedly ran towards Ferzen and blocked his way.
“That ambiguous power… … Do you think it will last forever?”
“… … ”
“One day, when there is a war situation, the imperial family will appoint us as martyrs and hand over the military power. It is because of the geographical characteristics and the prestige of the family.”
“… … ”
“At that time, Ruerg without you will be trampled down.”
“Courage is imaginary.”
As if to compliment him, Ferzen tapped Gerrard on the shoulder and whistled briefly.
hehehe!
Then a white horse heard the sound from a distance and ran to the side… …
“Wow!”
He slashes Gerrard’s face with his tail, who is preventing him from meeting with his master, Ferzen, who is to be put on his back.
Puroung!
Then, he blows out his nose quite strongly, and gives Ferzen a comfortable ride.
Ferzen, who stroked the horse’s mane once, sat comfortably on the saddle and looked down at Gerrard, who was sitting there.
“When the enemy comes to the north, the first to bleed are the 11 families, including Ruerg.”
“… … ”
“Well, I guess I will hand over the military power to you.”
No, I can give it to you.
All 11 families are swept away by the enemy.
When only the Aslan family remained, it was as if they had to die with honor.
“Gerard.”
“… … ”
“In wartime, soldiers are not allowed to look back and retreat.”
That is why, standing in front of them, showing their backs, and longing for, longing for, and following the monarch who leads them.
“There is no need to wait for years. If you don’t like me, feel free to wager a territorial battle at any time. Whatever the cause is fine.”
“… … ”
“It wouldn’t be difficult to find me in the extended territory battle.”
Standing in front of the front line, kindly looking for your face.
hehehe!
Shortly thereafter, he grabbed the reins and kicked it once in the ass, and the white horse riding Ferzen started running quickly.
At night, the cold in the north was quite bitter, but the faint lingering intoxication was carefully driving it away.
It was a very cumbersome step to the point where I was quite tired, but… …
Armand di Rivera.
Thinking that just tasting the wine had some value, Ferzen went on the way back to Ruerg.
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It was neither long nor short, but Baron Mecklen, who had finally made his decision, took a long breath in the carriage and carefully opened the envelope.
“… … ”
But what greeted him was not an invitation with Brutein’s print on it, but a blank white paper with nothing written on it.
Baron Mecklen, who was unable to even blink as the accident stopped for a moment, burst into laughter.
Now that I left the place, it would not make sense to go under Count Asran again.
Even if you lay your head down one more time, you won’t be treated very well.
Because of this, his anger rose for a moment at Ferzen, who mistreated him, but Baron Mecklen tried to grasp the situation calmly with his unique clever head.
There are a total of 12 families in the North.
The political flow to and from was as intense and dirty as the central one.
That is why Baron Mecklen quickly noticed Ferzen’s intentions without difficulty, with a cool head.
No, to be precise, for this hypothesis to be correct… …
‘Now, even among the nobles who have gone up to Ruerg, there must be one straggler.’
Ferzen von Schweig Ruerg.
Perhaps he is trying to create a neutral force that does not belong to any family.
There would be no benefit to Ferzen himself as a result.
However, even if Ferzen himself did not gain any benefits.
‘The imperial family will benefit.’
Of course, he could have just put all the blanks up to incite conflict, but… …
If what he thought was correct, even if his last name was changed, he thought that the bloodline of the Bruteins was that of the Bruteins.
Even when the power of the imperial family was the weakest, the bloodline of the emperor who faithfully guarded him and continued his life.
Rather than the collapse of the imperial family and the collapse of the empire, which the nobles joke about.
It doesn’t seem like a joke anymore that Brutein’s corruption and the empire’s collapse would be much quicker.
“The North must be quite tired… … ”
Baron Mecklen let out a deep sigh.
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Meanwhile… …The guard’s birthday banquet was held in Ruerg for a long time.
Outwardly, the main character, Roem, was full of the desire to run outside at any moment.
Yuriel took the place of Ferzen and was very skillful in responding to the nobles, but seeing the high nobles celebrating their birthday, it makes me shiver incessantly.
After all, isn’t this the equivalent of applauding a pig wearing a pearl necklace for being a good fit?
No, I would have been better off if I were a pig at this moment.
Then just grunting would have been enough.
Poor Roem