A bunch of parchment paper tapped to a desk with luxurious decorations.

The lean looking roache-like man, who seems to be the lord of this room, roughs his breath and blues to the comet.

"also, sorry"

I knock on my desk with a bang so much that I wonder if that thin arm would break. I question the man who is atrophying in front of me.

Time passes when we let go of the reign of reason.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

It is the Roger Chamber of Commerce, a leading chamber of commerce, that sells sugar within the Kingdom of Saint Bandam.

And this Roger Chamber of Commerce is the Chamber of Commerce of the Marquis of Brennan.

In other words, it is this man who is banging his desk so high that he is the Marquis of Brennan.

Until now, it has been said that sugar production is not possible in the Kingdom of Holy Bandham, and the only product that can be imported is from neighbouring countries.

And it is the Marquis of Brennan who governs the territory where its borders are bordered by its neighbours, which are exporters of sugar.

Historical Marquis Brennan imposes high tariffs on chambers of commerce importing sugar outside the Roger Chamber of Commerce.

In other words, domestic sugar sales were virtually exclusive to the Roger Chamber of Commerce.

Customs duties in the territory are recognised as a right of nobility and even kings cannot easily grasp this right.

Both the king and the royalist nobility were bitter about the bystanders of the Marquis Brennan family.

Christoph of the Brutozelles Border House, who produced and sold upper white sugar there, was more likely to change the sugar situation in Wangdu.

The Marquis of Brennan himself, I knew that the king was not happy that the Marquis of Brennan would make any more wealth, so I knew that I could not expect to set up a sugar monopoly now.

Therefore, the future of selling sugar in the Wang capital would be devastating. The Marquis of Brennan also saw it.

Moreover, Brutzelles Border Uncle intends to spread production in the country in order to further pursue the matter.

"Wherever hostile... abominable..."

The Marquis of Brennan, who dismisses Ernest von Brutozelles in the solitary chamber by lowering the members of the Roger Chamber of Commerce, utters a voiceless voice.

"You can't leave me like this... hehe hehe"

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"Oh, it's been a long time since King's Capital. This smell is the same."

"Brother, you don't have to speak up."

The sight of another old man holding back another old man from falling out of the carriage, even though it is a two-headed prime, but riding himself out of a well-built carriage window, is a different sight from those who travel around him.

Such a noisy carriage stopped in front of the gate of the great mansion of the noble city, and made the gatekeeper hasten and open the gate.

"We're home now. Whoa!

"Father, please come back a little quieter. You can still hear voices from the gate. Uncle, we're out of time."

"Don't worry about such little things! Damn, you're not the man who cares about chimatima and details! By the way, where are you?

"Brother, my lord is in trouble too. Hidden is like hiding. Quiet!

An old man called my brother who gets hit in the head with a poka.

A knock on the door sounds there, and when our Lord gives permission to enter the room, a beautiful woman who seems to be in her late twenties enters the room.

"Dear father-in-law, I'm out of time. Your uncle is out of time."

The woman gives a beautiful thank you and greets the two old men.

"Oh, Cecilia, you're still young and beautiful. Anything. I hear you've got a third person in your pocket. Is that true?

"Yes, I am ashamed to have been given a child at this age"

"Here we go! That's Cecilia. Have mercy on your body."

"Thank you. Dear Father-in-law,"

"Congratulations, Lord Cecilia. Don't get sick with your brother, so go back to your room and have mercy on your body."

"Dear uncle, thank you for your attention. I hope my father-in-law will tell us about the journey today."

These two old men are brothers.

Needless to say, my brother is Gores von Brutozelles, the real father of Ernest, now head of the Brutozelles Border House.

The younger brother is Federacio Kudo Brutozels, the youngest brother of Gores and former Knight Commander of the Kingdom of Holy Bandham.

Gores originally acted as an adventurer because he was three men and had no plans to succeed the Brutozelles Border House, but he was to succeed the housekeeper with no education or mindset as the head of the aristocracy because his eldest son died ill and his second son died in battle.

Appreciation for future generations is second-class as a politician and first-class as a general.

Federacio is a seven-man, who early enrolls in the Royal Knights School for the Knights, graduates as chief and joins the Knights of the Holy Bandham Kingdom.

Later, in some wars, he was able to raise his kung fu and lead many of his men as Knights Commander, but he was bravely defeated and returned to the Brutozelles border territory in the form of feeling old and giving way backwards.

"So, where is Christoph?

He wants to celebrate that Christoph, who was sick and weak, is well enough to be admitted to the Royal School of Magic.

"Dear Father-in-law, Christophe is in the dorm of the Royal School of Magic."

"What?! Oh, well... so when are you coming back?

"Well, I'll be back in a minute,"

"Ugh! How long should I wait!

This Gores has grown up as an adventurer, but he himself recognized that as an exchanger he could never be top notch, so early on he gave Ernesto the housekeeper and worked out the knights and demonic exorcisms on the Brutozelles frontier mainly to move his body.

For this reason, Christophe, who had been healing in the mansion of Brunhill, the territorial capital, was well received by Gores, and Christophe missed Gores as well.

But as Christoph's medical condition worsened, Gores saw his still ten-year-old grandson on the floor of death, and he was on a journey to find a psychic drug that was said to be somewhere in the world.

Originally, he was a cerebral muscle grandfather who had obtained various medicines through many chambers of commerce, although he was not a spirit medicine, but he was unbearably embarked on a journey to look for himself.

Just around that time, Federacio was returning to the Brutozelles border territory with his resignation from the Knights of the Kingdom, so he was traveling around the Kingdom of Holy Bandham and Friendly Countries, saying he was going on a journey with his brothers involving Federacio, but he was unable to find a spirit medicine.

But he met a merchant he knew on his journey, and heard rumors that Christophe would recover and enroll in the Royal School of Magic in Wangdu.

If I hadn't heard that rumor, I would still have been wandering.

Normally, I would keep in close contact with the house to check Christoph's condition during the wandering, but the fact that he was moving around without stopping his brother, Federacio, did not convey the information.