Episode 176

The next day, Lord Kasniev came by carriage.

Sir Kastoniev was almost old enough to be tired of his long journey, but when he saw Eleanor's face, his face became light.

"His Highness, Elora, seems unlikely to change!"

"Sir Kastoniev, have you just met the other day?"

No matter where I look from her, she's a worried uncle and a gunless niece.

"Your Highness, How Long Will You Stay in the Imperial City?"

"Can you hear that duel lover? I can only imagine that he misunderstands the Imperial City as a playground."

This guy is in front of Sir Kastoniev, so he has a higher position than me, so he can say anything.

I can hear Natalia and the werewolf laughing behind me.

The Kastoniev family also has a separate residence in the imperial capital, but he said he will stay at Eleora's residence today.

"Okay, Lord Kasniev. Is there a harvest festival on the territory at this time?"

Even in Rolmund, where the identity system is strict, the Harvest Festival has some freedom. It's an important season for lords to hear the voices of the townspeople and show generous things to the lords.

But Lord Kasniev smiled and shook his head.

"I've been leaving everything to my sons since last year. I'm going to give up my family around next year."

"Is that so ... I was too busy with a southern mission this past year."

Elleora muttered with nostalgia, guided Sir Kastoniev and began walking.

"Relax for a while until dinner is ready."

After dinner, I visited Sir Kastoniev, relaxing between guests.

"I'm sorry for your tiredness. I want to talk with Sir Kastoniev slowly."

Lord Kastoniev, dressed in the room, nodded as if waiting for me.

"I thought it was time to come. Please."

Lord Kasniev drops his entourage into a separate room, leaving me alone.

"What about Her Highness?"

It looks like a good man.

"... Yeah, a little complicated story about that."

Now, how do you cut it out?

I decided to look at the wrinkles in the face of Lord Kasniev.

But earlier, Lord Kasniev opens his mouth.

"Sir Weid, who are you?"

What do you mean?

I'll show my strange face for the time being, hiding my inner heart.

"Well, how do you answer?"

Lord Kasniev stared at my face and then sighed.

"I'm not the owner of the Kastniew family, I'd like to ask him as his uncle, His Highness Elleora. My niece can't conquer Milardia."

Oh, sharp.

Lord Kasniev hands his hand on his forehead. The gesture is similar to Eleanor.

"That child is like his father, and it's very logical. I can't seem to be able to follow the different cultures of the Miladians, even though their fellow Rolmunds can't handle them well."

You're right.

Then Lord Kastoniev looked at me and asked me in a pleading tone.

"If you just failed the expedition, you know, but the child who returned was more friendly and calm than before. It looks as if his possessions have fallen."

Wait, are you so friendly and friendly?

I've been worried about what attitude I used to be before.

Lord Kastniev continues:

"Sir Weid, I think your presence is the key to everything. Right now I'm just after retirement and just before my retirement. I'm only worried about Elora, my younger brother's orphan. Would you let me do that? "

If you ask me, I'm in trouble too ...

There is no disturbing sign from Lord Kastniev.

He was studying him all the time using traders such as Mao, but was unable to find any information except to be unfamiliar with the Dniesk family.

Alright, here's a little adventure.

I stretched my back and stared straight at Sir Kastoniev's face.

"I can't go back anymore if I hear what I'm talking about. Are you sure?"

"Of course, there are no cowards in the name of Kasniev."

The young eyes of me are almost pressured by the sharp eyes that make me feel the accumulated years.

I was determined to give him a secret.

"As you have speculated, Her Majesty Elora failed to capture Milardia."

"also……"

Sir Kastoniev looks like a parent of a child who got a bad point in the test, and looks somewhat sad.

I confess one of the big things in the nation, but when that kind of reaction comes, it gets better.

`` It was fine to attack and destroy the Senate, which governs the Northern League of Milardia, but he was relegated to the Northern Taurus while taking the time to capture the South. ''

We set it up, but that's not important, so let's omit it.

"In the end, His Highness surrendered to the Southern Miladia, and has become a puppet of Milaldia. We have agreed to eventually usurp the throne and create a dynasty that has no territorial ambition for Milaldia."

"So that's it"

Sir Kastoniev sheds lightly on the fact that his niece is a puppet and that we are aiming for usurpation.

It's interesting because this person's reaction is completely different from my expectation.

"Are you not offended?"

"It was a very logical and convincing explanation. Relief was overwhelmingly stronger than startle."

Perhaps my uncle did not underestimate the niece's ability.

Having heard of the secrets of the death of Rolmund, Lord Kasniev entrusts himself to his back with a grumpy look.

"I'm finally convinced, Lord Sir Weid, are you the one behind Miraraldia?"

"No, I'm just a minion, just an aide."

"Hahaha, let's do that."

If true.

Sir Kastoniev poured wine into the glass with a clear, sunny look. The Rolmunds are a strong substitute for soft drinks.

"That's all I can do for my cute niece. Carry on the plot."

"Can I decide so easily?"

If you do, you ’re sure to kill the entire clan?

Then Lord Kasniev smiled.

"I am so ambitious that my younger brother is married to a princess. I'm an ambition that is beyond my hands, but I don't hesitate if there is enough chance to win. Is not bad "

"If you fail, not only you but also your sons will be safe."

"I know."

Sir Kastoniev drinks wine with a calm look.

"Think about it. What other options do I have for this bold conspiracy? I told my Majesty that she was being punished in the contemporaries. I can't leave. "

That's right.

I didn't mean to return if I was refused.

"And above all, I don't want to be a sneaky man who sold my real niece. I can't tell my sons. ''

There is nothing but Elleora's uncle.

He doesn't seem to be lying, and he can do it with his ally.

But there is one thing I want to ask.

"I was relieved to hear that, thank you.

"Are you worried?"

I told him that Eleora's nanny had betrayed.

In my opinion, Elora's weakness in making a sincere companion is the negligence of a nanny.

If something more than a real mother had been aiming for life with greed, nothing would be trusted anymore.

Then Lord Kasniev appears to be in distress.

"He still cares about that matter ... I want to solve the misunderstanding, but I've been avoided all the time."

He added, "I don't know if you can believe me, even if I say this," he said.

After the attempt to assassinate Elleora, Lord Kasniev was secretly investigating the truth of the case.

According to the report, Eleanor's nanny was a Dniesk spy sent in to monitor the Kastoniev family.

"I was alarmed at that time as the first emerging aristocrat in East Lorumund. To a lesser extent, I was just reckless."

Her talented servant was highly valued by Sir Kastoniev.

She told the Origanians that she knew nothing and helped her as a nanny, resulting in a tragedy.

"I don't know what Prince Dniesk was thinking about, and I'm not the only one to find out here. But it's true that my stupidity has hurt Eleora's heart deeply."

Since then, their relationship has seemed to be jerky.

"I apologized, and she wouldn't believe me. The nanny my uncle sent me became an assassin, so I wouldn't know what to believe."

I'm sorry.

I was just a werewolf.

If a wolf is a member of the flock, she will save her life, even if she is not blood-related.

Suddenly, however, Lord Kasniev was disappointed.

"I was surprised that the child who came back from the Nansei was totally calm .... Thinking so, it might be good that she licked the hot acid with Miraraldia. Hmm"

I want to say it many times, but I really want to know how jerky I was before.

Sir Kastoniev seems to be on his side, but don't worry about him.

It seems better to try a little exploration.