Donovan's claim, for now, is clear.

I guess he wants to claim, that is, that everything was my father's doing. And that has absolutely nothing to do with who I am right now.

A father dressed in mud on his son and a son who cuts off his father and runs to preserve himself. He said he was heartless and vile. That's what I call aristocracy.

It is not surprising that the blame originally extended to the entire clan, rather than to his son, because he had abducted kings of other countries and was trying to help them seize them.

It is only natural to rely on me to get out of that predicament.

Regardless, it's not as deep an edge as an edge, but for Donovan, it should be exactly the thought of soaking up straw.

As a matter of fact, neither me nor Donovan will gain anything by letting you carry your sins.

Rather, selling grace here is very helpful in thinking about your future life.

Useful power to say Michelle to a special birth who says I am.

What is needed for both of us is a being who will be the back shield. Without it, it could be used for the good of the powerful.

There's some prestige about Lyell, but he's just a small number of people who end up alone.

I'd rather have a political back shield, but asking Elliot to do that is going to implodedly be incorporated into the Northern Trinity.

That's Donovan. Lords of the present Stra territory. Borderline Uncle is also a powerful title with its own military organization rights.

We are currently losing the source of economic power to sustain that army, but that is just a story we need to regain.

Neither Retina nor Maxwell, from the point of view of being too close to the centre of Raum, are well suited to the rear shield.

In that regard, it is really convenient to be a borderline uncle. Selling grace here should help even thinking about the future.

"What's the story?"

"Let me talk to you!

Okay. The moment I tried to say that, the door behind me was slammed open with momentum along with a scream that I could put on my words.

There are no windows in the Student Guidance Room doors, so the glass never broke, but the door comes off the rails because of the momentum knocked down well and falls indoors.

Luckily, there was no one in that range, but it was not dangerous.

"Cortina, dangerous"

"I'm sorry, I just got a little carried away"

The way he puts the door back while apologizing is poorly dressed inside. It's a pity I don't think of as a six hero. What am I supposed to say?

Fight the door for a while, undo it and then knock the dust off the suit. Then I turned around again and proclaimed it.

"Anyway, let me talk to you!

"Yeah, I know"

Even if it looks like this, I was sent by the Six Heroes as the best scourge in the world. I can afford to read about the signs of an amateur listening outside the door.

But Cortina heard my reply and had a slightly soggy look on her face.

Left it unattended because, for one thing, she couldn't get the average student close enough to do so.

"But as Nicole said, there's no way we're going to judge here. First of all, we need to make sure you're not really hiding the former Salwa border uncle."

"That's... what do I do?

"First, I'll let you look into your mansion, then the Stra Territory mansion and related facilities."

"But then it's the same as before, leaving my suspicions unclear..."

"So if suspicion clears up, I'll declare it to you in front of the crowd. The suspicion of the current Stra realm owner is clear. That would make innocence known, wouldn't it? Rather, it will prove more innocent than any other lord."

"I appreciate that... but the problem is time. I've already been turned to suspicion at this stage, because there's not much time left for the people to escape."

"All I can say is we'll hurry there. But I think it's a compromise around here."

To Cortina's words, Donovan nagged with a strange face.

Perhaps now, in his head, the time is swirling between loss and profit, plus the loss of the trust of the inhabitants.

Cortina waited for a reply without hurrying him like that either.

Would you have waited five minutes in time? Finally he gathered his thoughts and turned to Cortina.

"Okay. So please. However, as far as the right to tax is concerned…"

"If we don't talk to the current king about all that, there's nothing we can do about it. Deactivate the current paperwork and ask for a new one to be issued and it will be resolved, but it will be a matter of questioning your ability to manage it."

"Right..."

"Either way, it's early summer. It will not be such a major problem until the autumn when the crop harvest begins. You should think about capturing your father by then."

"I feel emotionally subtle, but that's the only way"

Of course, there are crops to be harvested in the summer, but the main wheat is autumn.

But besides, I can't be optimistic. Taxation depends on everything. Until we get to blacksmiths, mining, commerce, merchants and tolls, we can't even collect those revenues right now.

Even though he was forced to press his title and robbed of only a savory place to escape, that excuse does not work when he is also a nobleman.

Instead, by claiming so, we are going to diffuse his stains.

I don't go here secretly with… but I am asked to process it quickly.

If he can't do that, he'll be affixed a rettel saying he can't handle the shame in his body.

"Absolutely noble is a hassle..."

"Me too now... I thought I'd make one."

Donovan rarely agrees with my Boyaki.

If I or Michelle get taken in by the nobles, that's the kind of trouble they're gonna take down.