Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 228

When I was sitting on the sofa between the guests, a well-dressed young man came.

Is it about mid-twenties? It looks bright, but somewhat light overall.

"I'm sorry to have invited you to keep you waiting. I'm with Charlie Woerbern Bolshevik, the head of the Bolshevik family."

With a smile and a smile, she is polite. He's a model of business manners.

But I can tell from the smell.

This guy doesn't have as much respect and favor as me.

This is the smell of the enemy.

I stood up with a strange face and tried to greet him.

"Likewise……"

"Oh, no, you can leave it alone."

Bolshevik, who restrains me on the back.

At first glance, it looks good, but it was somehow apparent that his intention was to hinder my speech.

Something is different from words that come out of true good intentions.

I was interrupted by the greeting and had to sit down again.

I hate it.

Duke Bolshevik sits down on my face with a smiling face.

"I'm very honored to see Sir Weid in this way.

I understand you are not really.

The Bolshevik seems to be the exact opposite of his younger brother, Jovziya.

I was alert and decided to watch him.

The Bolshevik first bows to me.

"Thanks for the generous treatment of our Bolsheviks who surrendered and surrendered."

"It's the treatment of Her Highness, I don't care. I'm just a Gentile, just getting involved in this rebellion.

I tried, but the Bolshevik grinned.

"No, thanks to Lord Weid the futile chaos has been done with minimal damage."

"Useless confusion ... you should be a relative of the Dniesk family"

Then Duke Bolshevik shakes his head.

"And that's another matter. It's never good to have a war in the nobility and involve the folks."

That's right, but you say it's somewhat untrue.

But he doesn't smell that lying, so he knows he's in a sense.

He continued:

"As a result, Ivan died, but Warroy and Lünier survived and escaped. I think it was the best place to drop."

No, that's right, but you say ...

Again, this is not a liar smell.

He closes his eyes and bows deeply to me.

"I thank the Bolsheviks for their saving their lives. Thank you very much."

What do you mean, I don't smell the lie at all.

No, it may be a so-called psychopath type. With that type, you can't tell your emotions from the smell of sweat.

I'm completely confused and open my mouth anyway.

"Are you the first to surrender and contribute to the defeat of the Dniesk family?"

"Yes. That's it, this is it. I have to feed the Bolshevik vassal and protect the people."

Certainly no mistake for a nobleman.

The Bolsheviks are a family of northern Rolmund.

Before the Dniesk family had their territory in northern Lolmund, they flourished as the leading aristocrats in this cold climate.

He had a strong relationship with the Dniesk family, complementing his position and ability.

It's as if the Elegora Origanians were associated with the new noble family of Kasniev.

However, the Bolsheviks surrender to Eleora's army during the Dniesk revolt.

That contributed to the ruin of the Dniesk family.

In my sense, I don't think it's like that, but if I think it's like a Sengoku daimyo, I'm not convinced.

Because of the surrender, the Bolsheviks were relieved of their territory.

The other northern nobles have all been punished in some way, so I think they are quite resentful.

I want to say one of my hates and return a bit mean.

"As a result, only your house was relieved of your possession. Other people may not be happy."

"I think so too"

Duke Bolshevik nods with a crisp face.

"But all the other houses have fallen, and it doesn't matter if you're resentful or hated. I've done my job."

Oh, it is a type that doesn't choose this means.

I'm getting scared, but Bolshevik smiles.

"From now on, the nobles who will support His Highness will be assigned to Northern Lorumund. We hope to help them."

Is the change of thinking fast, or is the humanity sparse in the first place?

Either way, I'm not the type I want to be very friendly.

However, he surrendered to Eleora. Now regarded as an Eleanor nobleman.

If I had trouble with him, the image of the Eleora group would be down, and Eleora would have hard time to punish him who had surrendered.

Well, it feels like a caterpillar has entered the collar.

It can not be helped. This is also a duty. Let's treat it appropriately.

I nod to his words.

"I am very pleased with that feeling. Your Highness Herrera will also be pleased."

Then the Bolshevik laughed.

"I'm honored to say to Mr. Weid because she's a confidant and shadow hero of Her Highness."

"Haha is over-buying."

I shook my head, but the Bolshevik still said.

"No, if you weren't there, the end of the fight would have been different. I was reminded of the power of Milardia."

I'm not happy to be praised by you.

Oh, I want to go home.

Let's change the topic.

"By the way, did you meet Prince Ashley, the Prince of Bolshevik?"

Then Duke Bolshevik smiles in trouble.

"No, not yet. Her highness seems to be wary of me, and I can't quite meet him.

Indeed, is there no pipe with Ashley?

It would be a big mistake if I thought I would believe.

Now you lied.

I can smell the lie.

Apparently, this guy also has good relations with the Ashleys.

If there is a struggle between the Eleanor and the Ashley in the future, they will soon switch to a better one.

It resembles the Ashley opportunistic aristocrats, but with a different level of complexity.

I really wanted to ask about Polar Starism, but this feels dangerous. I don't want him to know what I am interested in or what information I have.

Let's raise it once.

"I was very honored to see Duke of Bolshevik today. I look forward to your continued support for His Highness Eleanor."

I politely bow my head and end my meeting with him.

Then the Prince of Bolshevik squinted and nodded, rising from the sofa.

"Thank you very much. I'll see you again soon. I'm going to have a good talk with you."

I am not joking.

On the way home, my family's third son, Jovtsiya, was waiting for me in the garden of the mansion. He bows to me, hiding in the garden tree.

"The letter I received was written and handwritten, and the magic crest proved to be unopened and genuine. From now on, I will be with you as much as possible."

After all it seems that the specifications were different from ordinary letters.

This is because it is not usually used as the last trump card. The smaller the number issued, the less likely it is forgery.

Thanks to you.

Even so, if there is a collaborator in the Bolshevik family, it is encouraging.

But should he betray his brother?

… No, if this personality is different, there will be friction. This is a warrior skin that respects righteousness because it is seen.

I nodded silently and passed him without stopping.

Somehow tired, so go back to Eleora's house and have a meal with everyone.

It is likely that he will be busy in a conspiracy battle.