The Duchess of the Attic

"Ha, ha. What a fool. Sure, you may be surprisingly wealthy for a woman, but that doesn't mean you can get your hands on someone else's property. Or do you think I'm gonna give you my fortune like McCloud?

"Oh, you know money moves money, right?

Keymont narrowed his eyes surprisingly when Opal answered lightly without getting angry.

The lady who was laughing with me next door raised her thin brow.

Opal sighed small when he realized he apparently didn't understand.

Like Hubert eight years ago, Keymont probably leaves his assets to a good administrator, agent, or father.

The only difference with Hubert is that the person I left to was excellent.

"The small mine that you gave away from your father, the Count - the Aion mine is not well located, but the railroad now passes nearby, makes you dramatically more profitable, doesn't it?

"Ah, oh. That's why you can't take the ore, right? Not to mention taking the mine."

"Yeah, of course. The profits that go up from that mine are the biggest of your assets. I'm sorry you took that away from me. So we will demand all other property. Well, I'm a little uncomfortable separating the three of us, but let's compromise."

"What a fool!

When Opal grinned, the Countess revealed her anger, not Keymont.

The ball is no longer the stage for the Opals, and the orchestra has stopped playing.

Opal felt sorry for the organizers, the Viscounts of Cloisel, but the couple looked rather amused by the unexpected.

"Compromise? Don't be ridiculous. Why do I have to give my fortune to those lowly women?"

"… then stop stopping the locomotive carrying the ore at the mining station. So take the ore out by carriage as it used to be"

"Don't say anything unsolicited! Something that can do that!

"I can. I'm the co-owner of that railroad company."

"Become!?

"What's wrong with you!

Contrary to the sober opal, Keymont is causing more and more haste and anger.

And the Countess screamed and stared at Opal.

Not only has Opal met nostalgic faces in the last fifteen days, but he has also met the owners of a railway company passing near the Aion mine.

The manager was indebted with other investments and was happy to welcome me as a co-owner when Opal offered financial assistance.

The railway company itself is in black, so it should also be revenue for Opal in the long run.

Earlier words, by the way, are a threat and I do not intend to carry them out.

I had no intention of annoying the people who work in the mines and the various places that accompany them.

But Keymont won't take that feeling backwards.

"You can also freeze Sir Keymont's other assets, but they belong to your children, so you don't want to get your hands on them if you can,"

"Then it's ridiculous! Do you have proof that those are my children!? I've said a lot about the upset earlier, but you may not have even met me and that woman. Why would you say that in the first place?

"Yes! How rude of you!

You've calmed down as we speak, and Keymont's attitude was getting high again.

Likewise, the Lady summons Kinkin.

Still, Opal continued with a smile on his face.

"As for them, I made them look into the time. And I've also been able to take testimony from former colleagues at the mansion where I worked. If you look at the children again, you will see that they are your children with one eye. Something very similar. And I'm their agent. Because they're too weak to stand up to you."

"But those children are nonexistent. They don't have inheritance rules."

"It doesn't matter whether there is a statute or not. You are recklessly trying to take away the future of the young girls and even the future of the children who are born. So I'm powerless to take what you already have for them. Come on, talk to my deputy from here on out. … Oh, you mean the deputy."

Opal chuckled and looked straight at Keymont.

Without further objection, the Countess is holding her forehead with a handkerchief and closing her eyes.

"You're the one who loses everything, loses some, or chooses. We don't have that much time, but the answer is simple, right?

"What a woman! You rascal!

Opal didn't care what they called him now.

I understand that the people here are Keymont's losers.

That's why Opal gently tilted his neck and smiled, but the person who suddenly showed up suddenly beat Keymont down.

A scream rises from the women, and the Lady falls.

"I ask you to stop insulting my wife"

"Claude......"

"... the wife?

When he heard the surprised Opal grunt, the surroundings stood colored and Keymont looked up flashly with his hands on the floor.

The Viscounts of Croisel seem excited that Claude - Marquis Roussel - has arrived.

Speaking of which, Opal recalled that this invitation to the ball had also reached Claude.

"Hey, what the hell, Marquis Roussel can't be this young. You returned home to meet your mistress?

"Now you can hit me for real"

Claude shook his fist up again to Keymont, who was evil as he stood up.

Keymont sits up as a vic and Opal goes into a stop.

"Stop, Claude. I'd like to introduce you to Viscount and Lady Croisel."

"Oh, yeah"

Relaxed by Claude, who immediately agreed, Opal turned his attention to the organizers, the Viscounts of Cloisel.

Then the couple entered through the people, where Keymont's fury echoed.

"Marquis or whatever, but it's true this man hit me! I'll sue you! There's no way this woman can be allowed to do anything illegal like try to take my property too! We'll both be tried by the lawyers!

"You better worry about your mother than that."

At that moment, the Countess, who was being embraced by the woman around her, opened her eyes slightly.

But Keymont just turned a blind eye.

It is true that the Countess is famous for fainting quickly, but as a son, she seems thin.

Nevertheless, the beginning of it all was Opal, and I wondered how I could make amends to Mr. and Mrs. Croisel, the organizers of the ball, which has been completely interrupted.

The plan was to let Keymont know how despicable he was, and Beth and the others were only going to collect child support until they recovered.

Of course, he had his hands in order not to touch the law, and he didn't even have to take the hand of his uncle, the royal court's legal officer.

Claude, who beat me more than that, will be okay, returns a grin of impatience.

"It's too late to regret it! There are so many witnesses out there, you can't get away with it!

"That's right. I'll testify, too! I knew you were evil. You insulted my Count and Jeb! We must also pursue the responsibility of your father, Count Holloway!

More than Keymont, the party, the Lady snorts and curls.

Just one last word, Opal reacted.

"My father wouldn't matter, would he?

"No, it doesn't matter. You lost your mother early, so I've seen it a lot, but I can't stand it anymore. Your father, Count Holloway, spent all his money trying to educate his children. I heard even your brother dropped out of college. Pity. Anyway, it's the parents' fault for the child's untimeness."

Opal protested why he was even coming out here to his brother, and thought of the force in Claude's arm, which was turned to his hips.

Claude usually makes me like him stop, so I guess there's a reason.

Again wondering why Claude was here in the first place, Opal stared.

That shouldn't be the only reason I'm here to pick up Opal.

"Hey, are you listening? I can't believe I can't even listen to people satisfied."

"I hear about Opal properly. Me too, of course. Madame thinks it's up to the parents to keep the children alive, right?

"Yeah, you're right."

"So how do you take responsibility for your son's untimeness?

"My son is the victim. I was set in the trap of the humble women."

Keymont is nizzling next to the lady who hums her nose.

The figure was like an evil child doing evil out of the shadow of his mother's skirt, very unlikely in his mid-thirties.

"Regardless of what the adolescent youth say, it's too crude for a man to say anything past thirty. And how many times does that leave you with a lack of memory and judgment, in short, a fool who can't even discipline himself?"

"What!?

"What the hell!?

Keymont and the Countess are suddenly annoyed by Claude, who argued on behalf of Opal, who is frightened and speechless.

Even before those two, Claude whispered calmly and pale.

"Sir Keemont, you have an arrest warrant."