"Brother Lang, what do you mean, a journey to be a heir? I've never heard that before."
"I guess Mary wasn't informed because she wasn't a potential successor until now. It's a tough journey around neighboring countries as the next head of the Albert family to get recognition of their growth and talents around them."
Lang's voice to explain is different from the usual cheerful one. It's not a joke or a lie, it's a weighty voice trying to teach you serious, and serious rules.
Lucien, who had heard the explanation beside him, was also a serious face, and he nodded deeply and returned it if he turned his gaze, as Mary confirmed.
It makes me feel unspeakably powerful from the attitude of my brothers. Isn't it majestic that every word is heavy and unbeatable to the current Lord of the Albert family, the Father?
Mary grumbled a little "Journey..." and turned her thoughts around, slightly pressured by their intimidation.
It's a sudden story, but it's not funny either. The Albert family has the second highest authority in the country, after the royal family from generation to generation, and its influence does not stop at home but extends to neighbouring countries as well. If it is the main shift, naturally, it is not just a domestic matter.
I mean, this shows a face to neighboring countries. Those who can't do well there don't deserve to inherit the Albert family......
I see, and Mary nodded once and looked up at Lang with a serious look.
"Your brothers are going on that journey, aren't they?
"Oh, I haven't decided who will be the heir yet, but I'm thinking maybe I can decide on this journey. Mary, you're coming with us, aren't you?
As I invited, on the contrary, I was questioned by Lang, a voice that stirred, and a fighting spirit dwelt in Mary's eyes.
I accidentally hold my fist. I don't even need to be asked if I want to go.
"Absolutely!
Yeah, I stuffed it up to my brothers in two replies, and Lang and Lucien looked at each other. Nodding at each other to see what it is.
Now Lucien's talking. With a gloomy face, his eyes are sharp, as if to identify the fighting spirit that dwells within Mary.
"This journey will surely be harsh, so to speak, a journey of strife... You're ready..."
"Yeah, I'm ready. So, brother Lucien, when are you leaving?
"Tomorrow."
"Ok, just get ready... tomorrow!?
Mary accidentally raised her voice to a story that was too hasty.
I know a few days away, but what Lucien said earlier was' tomorrow '. That means we're leaving tomorrow morning, so there's only a few hours left.
Mary also panicked and glanced at Addy for this. Asked with his gaze if he could accompany him on the journey, Addy, who had guessed his intentions, tried to tell him that "he had adjusted his plans for a long time…" and at the next moment, Gah and Roberto crouched him with his elbow.
On behalf of Addy like that, Roberto coughs up with Cohon and speaks out.
"During the journey from tomorrow, fortunately, coincidentally, luckily and at a wonderful time, Mary has no particular plans. I was wondering if there was anything wrong with accompanying you on your journey."
"Yes, that's good. What a good time. I think it's too good."
Something was wrong, and Mary wrinkled between her brows.
I only have nothing planned for the same period as my brothers' journey. He said he had no plans for guests without an invitation to tea, and no party invitations had come.
Is it good to have this done with words like 'lucky' or 'coincidence'?
The moment Mary thought that I felt like there was a back... she was just offered something in front of me.
Thin booklet. Fine paper is chopped with gold powder, in bitter letters,
Next Overseas Inspection Manual
It says:
I took it and Mary drank Gokuri and Saliva. There is an indescribable sense of oppression from the cover.
Heavy painful letters, sloppy weights and hands. I can also feel restraint on paper.
First I turned the first page, and gave a nasty, small voice to the name of the country written there.
The destination is a small country called Feidella.
It is a closed country that does most of its work domestically and has little interaction with other countries. Mary doesn't even know the details, and looking at the country name doesn't pin one right now.
But Faydella has a couple of Mary's aunts living there, and apparently they'll be there to take care of them during their stay. It's a nice, kind couple.
Nature and Mary's breasts boil if you think you'll see her again. If you're staying for a few days, you might want to spend the day with them.
I want you to show me where you recommend me, and I want to talk to you while I have a slow cup of tea. If you think of that and this, your breasts bounce with nostalgia and anticipation.
But the original purpose was inheritance. Perhaps their assessment and conduct during the journey will also influence the succession struggle. That's what Mary thought, and she rushed to get her face right in anticipation.
Such a concern arises if this is not a brotherly ploy to immerse Mary in the mood of travel and kick her off......
It was dangerous. If I was old enough to be in a playful mood, I might have fallen behind my brothers.
We have to stay alert. Yes, Mary disciplined herself on the verge of floating, exhaling deeply and rolling through the pages of the instructions.
"I see." A list of recommended destinations. "I'd definitely like to go to the high ground with a view of this downtown. And don't miss the" popular coffee shop "season tart. Oh, how unfriendly of a" popular souvenir feature. "Let's buy it for everyone and go home."
Hmm, and Mary goes on to read the instructions with a calm voice.
I've been digging into Federa, and the sentence doesn't get too heavy. Sometimes it also matches witty jokes and recent catchphrases that capture young people's minds, and the illustrative introduction is easy to understand and read.
More importantly, "Beautiful Nightscape", or "Seasonal Tart," is one feature at a time that grabs Mary's heart and doesn't let go. Especially when it comes to the "Popular Souvenir Feature," there is also a large number of items covered, which bothers me about which to buy even though I haven't left yet.
It is of unusual quality to keep it in the journey manual. If handed out as a brochure, it would play a part in Faydella's tourism industry.
"... it's a harsh journey of inheritance feud, isn't it?
That's right. I checked the cover of the grunting manual. There it is written in painful letters [the next overseas inspection manual].
I feel a temperature difference between the contents and the cover, wrinkles leaning between nature and Mary's eyebrows. I'll look at the cover, look inside, check the cover again, and repeat.
Stunning heavy bitter letters, cute cake illustrations, Stunning heavy bitter letters, catchphrases that temper your chest......
This is strange, the moment Mary opened her mouth to mention the drifting discomfort, "Okay!" and Lang rose up in momentum. Lucien follows suit.
"I've decided to accompany Mary, and I look forward to this... no, you can't be distracted"
"I'm sure there will be no more harsh journeys in the history of the Albert family..."
"Come on, shall we encourage you to work this afternoon for tomorrow's departure? Well, then, sweet Mary, we'll be excused."
"Mary also get ready for tomorrow's journey...... Fun...... no, the samurai tremor looses his face..."
Lang and Lucien speak alternately, one cheerfully, one shady. Mary is also overwhelmed by the momentum and has to snort, plus the two of them finish talking and just leave the room. I don't make you feel any sadness or fighting spirit behind it, but it would be even more so now.
That way, if there were no two equally hustling people, who were the opposite of Yin and Yang, there would have been tranquillity indoors with Singh.
In the meantime, Mary gained momentum with the rattle. The eyes shine and grip the instructions hard without being able to hold back the feeling of deviation.
"There's something I'm a little concerned about, but, well, that's good. Addy, it's an ops meeting for the trip!
Quickly and Mary enters, inviting Addy.
But when I realized Roberto's presence stood next to him, I changed his expression to harsh.
"Roberto shouldn't be in an ops meeting. You're on your brother's side, aren't you?
"Am I on the side of Master Lang and Master Lucien?
"Yes, I do. Roberto is on your brother's side, isn't he?
When Mary asked to make sure it was natural, Roberto smiled calmly after a slight thought.
The long, rusty eyes narrowed softly, and the same color of hair tied in one if slightly bent to match Mary's gaze swayed clearly.
"I am on the side of Master Lang and Lucien, as well as Mary."
"On my side? Roberto means whoever can succeed him?
"Right, I believe the Alberts are cheap no matter who inherits them. But if you say greed..."
I told you, Roberto turned his gaze all the way around.
Rusty eyes turn to the door of the room. Do you see Lang and Lucien leaving earlier there? An emotionally narrowed eye makes you feel the thick loyalty as a butler, and the deep friendship we have grown together.
To his expression, Mary anticipated the next word to follow. In retrospect, Roberto used to talk about 'who wants me to succeed'.
It was in response to a question as to whether Lang or Lucien would be better before Mary gave her name to the succession struggle yet, but Roberto's answer at that time was:
"Being divided by ten plus Master Lang and Master Lucien"
That was the thing. It is ten, not two. Is Lang and Lucian still there in that case?
I guess that answer will come again. Or maybe Mary's intervention has changed his mind......
If Mary waited for Roberto's words with tension and anticipation, he opened his mouth with a serene expression after staring at the door to keep things from happening.
"If you want to serve, I'd like to add Mary, Lang and Lucien to serve someone like you divided by two."
"Not this time!
"It's the Albert family under heaven, so I was wondering if I could afford it."
I told him I was joking, and Roberto left the room with a "bye."
The trick is just so graceful and beautiful. But is it because of a series of interactions that you seem somewhat floating? Or because you can see his sexual roots properly?
As Mary roared with Gnununu, she still dropped her shoulder with a sigh of "usual things". I guess Addy standing next door is laughing bitterly because she knows her real brother's character better than anyone else.
"It was a mistake trying to find Roberto's sincerity. That's the Albert family. He can't eat."
"I can't even grasp your character."
While I talk about that, I get in the mood to get ready to leave.
Then he stretched his spine much longer, and Mary grabbed her fist with renewed determination.
The troubles of the brothers have not begun before, and without the skill to control such brothers, the head of the Albert family will not be served.
It's a high wall, but it doesn't have to be funny. It is only by knocking down high walls that the chair sits is worth it.
"Take control of your brothers from Roberto on this journey, and I will sit in our Lord's chair!
Mary fisted high in temper and left the room in exasperation.