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Arthur lost his mother tragically and was not on good terms with his father, so he seemed to be unable to raise his head in front of other parents who were worried about their children.

Gideon Asher should not be a very good father, but his child's involvement in treason was a problem beyond being a parent.

And isn't it true that Clay's going through all this shit just because of Arthur?

Clayo decided to eat as he felt awkward to use honorifics to Arthur, and that day, he would only scratch Gideon's nerves because he felt uncomfortable about his child crawling into his limbs even if he intervened in the conversation.

"But I think the rice will be delicious.’

If you look at one, you know the heat, and the bread and butter in front of you were different.

When I put butter on the warm white bread, it smelled like milk. It was like butter freshly made and aged for half a day.

The butter, which was molded into the Asher family's sentences, was neither too cold nor too melted, making it perfect to apply.

The temperature of butter seemed insignificant, but it was hard to match without the collaboration of refrigerators, chefs, and three guest servants.

Is that it?

Laughing out loud.

Shaking.

"You gave me a very nice wine for having a cold face.’

I don't know exactly what kind of wine it is because it is not Celeste, but it was lavishly served with champagne vivid with a fragrance so colorful that it was no less than Rio.

The curries were also gold plated, not silver.

Although the three princes have made their name known in some parts of the capital, they are still prospective knights without a single stroke.

The attire was too high to be a dinner for a 19-year-old boy who made an unofficial visit to the mansion as a friend of his youngest son.

Dionne, a governess, guardian and now a colleague, has made a great contribution to Clayo becoming a member of the world.

One of the main skills Dionne taught was to see the wine and curry served at the dinner to determine the level of treatment they received.

"Gidion seems to have overloaded the drinks and tableware with the intention of sounding like it's going to harden the atmosphere.’

Usually, it was customary for men and women to speak alternately at a dinner without a stop of light talk.

Today, however, Gideon was pushing Arthur to break the practice.

Well.

I don't know.

When Clayo put down his glass, the owner of the house poured more champagne.

A golden bubble rose as if it were hanging down a gold necklace and hung down in the middle of the glass.

Laughing out loud.

Clattering.

His fate is tied to Arthur, and Arthur needs to share some pain for him to be balanced.

Like the other four children, Clayo focused on the meal without saying a word.

Smoked salmon that exudes the sweetness of molasses between artichokes and potatoes, chicken cold vegetables, and smoked incense.

A clear greenish mulnaengmyeon topped with white fish.

Fish cake fried with three kinds of fish flesh and taragon.

Young lamb roasts, smoked eggplant mousse, and a dish of fried potatoes piled on thin potatoes, all came up like watery.

That was when the wine was changed twice and the last of the course was almond floranteng, blackcurrant pudding, vanilla and bourbon ice cream, and a round of noble wine glasses.

Gideon's attitude, which had been pushing Arthur all along, became even more serious.

It was like an investor's reaction to whether the proposal would really attract investment, and the assessment was that your startup had no chance... This makes Arthur have a mouth, but he has nothing to say.

'In fact, Arthur has a good reason. It's just that you can't make it into a portfolio and present it to others.’

I saw the future in a vision.

He will surely become a king.

Mother prophesied the wizard.

Either argument was unlikely to work for the extreme realist Gideon.

There are only two promises that Arthur can make public.

I will keep my faith.

I won't take the wrong path.

Gideon's expression got colder and colder, and the air, which was still at the end of summer, seemed to be getting thin ice.

The atmosphere has become extremely heavy.

The relief pitcher at this time was also a cello.

Chaeyoung.

She drew attention by tapping a silver spoon over the champagne glass.

It was an act that could seem out of place, but as usual, anything that Rachel did felt natural and witty.

"Hmmm. First of all, I want to thank you for this wonderful 1875 melitus champagne.

But if you're done being treated like this, could you please come back to Lundane and hurt your mother's feelings as a child who returned without telling her what she said?"

"Excuse me, Tang Feet de Negee. Young-ae. Did Lady Catarina say anything?"

"The last shipment of the Sentroom is planning to enter the port of Colphos next week, right? My mother asked me to say hello and hello. May the blessing of God be as firm as memory."

"…thank you for Lady Catarina's careful consideration, Young-ae."

Gideon, who showed a weak social touch, was bitten by a dessert that he didn't touch much.

"I've always heard about the top of Asher's Sent Room. It's a route where the currents change every time to the pent room, making it a great adventure."

"It's my boss's job to get over it."

"It's amazing, of course. Yesterday, I swam to Comma Island, the port and the island of the open sea, and I could feel the energy of the seas of Memoria already running from there."

The twins, who emptied their own dessert bowls, also joined the conversation at the perfect timing.

"Yes, it was like melting ice water or spilling electrodes."

"I heard the compass goes round and round without pointing north!"

"Did Angelium Youngsters swim with you? It's really hard to get to Comma Island naked... Indeed, you're a reserve engineer at the Capital Defense University.”

Gideon's tone of voice, which explains the voyage to the Continent of the Sentroom, is much softer than before.

In the gap, I could see Arthur wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Clayo sipped dessert wine and listened to the gentle flow of conversation. If you listen to it, it was also quite nutritious.

The Sentroom Continent can never be reached unless it takes on the algae that begin near the port of Colpos.

However, it was difficult to reach the destination only with the latitude and longitude values of the map, as it was to set the route using the ether detection technology as much as possible.

The background of Gideon's successful trip to the Sent Room was in line with the development of ether batteries.

Gideon, in his mid-20s, hired a large number of wizards to invest in the development of ether batteries based on the huge amount of money he got from Merridis' silver mine bonds.

The Ether battery, which can temporarily bind the ether, assisted in magic to aid in the journey to the Sent Room.

But arriving wasn't the end.

The climate of the Sentroom was suddenly unheard of by an ever-changing and terrifying disaster. The weather that was summer until yesterday became winter the next day, and when it seemed to snow, it became a flood.

Due to the severe earthquake and volcanic activity, even the ground and terrain changed after Dalpo, so it was impossible to have a liaison office to keep people alive.

Crucially, drinking water was not available except when it snowed or rained.

There were no rivers, no underground water, no lakes, and all the rain dried up in an instant.

It was impossible to gauge the dry and rainy season, so there was always a huge amount of drinking water on the boat.

At that time, Gideon accompanied him to the first pent room and adopted a solution to the water supply.

It was a solution that consumed the dreadfully expensive Tour Merlin mana stone to purify seawater and use it as drinking water.

"I think it's a great idea that you're thinking of using a tour marsupial for drinking water purification. Usually, research wizards' suggestions are ignored for their lack of business."

"It's a fundamental principle that you have to invest when you need to. It's basic to listen to professional advice."

"Since Baron Jun's top was successful, he released all the knowledge he had gained from it, but few successful bosses have sent him to the Sent Room, so I don't think it's easy to say."

From what she said,

1. Pull out the men with ease.

2. Plenty of basic pay is set.

3. Incentives are boldly settled.

4. Support for consumables is generous.

This seems to be the reason why Gideon Asher succeeded in the top of the Sent Room.

Isn't it hard to follow because it's standard? The size of a fingernail in a mana stone tour is an eye-catching price, and few people have the guts to blow it up in the air just for the staff's drinking water supply.'

"Of the companies operating merchant ships, Asher was the only one that had never been listed in the disaster register of Eddie Lombard's Ship Insurance Association. Lefebres, an accountant who works with my mother, is also a man of reverence for Baron Jun's achievements. Get at least a piece of the merchant flag of Sage Asher as an investment talisman!”

"What's the point of giving up the flag, but that's a little too much."

The conversation between Chelsea and Gideon was getting deeper and deeper.

Clayo, who put down a brandy-flavored ice cream spoon, asked Isiel slightly next to him.

She was full of common sense and intelligent, so I could see it.

Eisiel, do you happen to know what disaster records are?’

It is a document that records ships that cannot return safely from their navigation due to shipwrecks and on-board rebellions. It's a list of insurance companies.’

'I see…'

It was not much lighter than the previous conversation on the possibility of a coup d'etat by the three princes. I was getting sleepy listening to the conversation about insurance, business, and sailing that I didn't know well.

After dessert wine, Arthur asked for another cup of brandy and the twins began to feel sleepy.

At the end of the evening, Rachel brought up a topic that seemed to wake her up.

"This is a personal question, but who ever taught Clayo carolinger? I mean, it's unbelievably perfect for an Albion. He's a very talented guy, but I was very impressed that he was good at speaking even modern foreign languages."

It wouldn't have been difficult to figure out who Clayo's tutor was, if it were for Rachel's intelligence. Did he find anything strange in his conversation with the servants?

She was staring only at Gideon instead of Clayo. as if trying to dig up some evidence or signs

Gideon didn't set the conversation in advance.

It was a situation where a lie that he had learned carolinger at Colpos was revealed.

Clayo's heart sank.

'Oh, I didn't expect you to cross-examine Gideon.'

Gidion rarely expressed hesitation for a few seconds, and answered with an expression of uncertainty.

"Kleio's teacher was a teacher of his boss. He was a young man who graduated from Pontilis University with the highest grades. He was a talented young man, but he was an Albion."

"Klao's carolinger was perfect for that. When I close my eyes and listen to it, it sounds like a young man from Carolingian noble family.”

Gideon took a glance at Clayo, who was stroking the empty column as if he was nervous, and continued to speak with an indifference that did not allow reading.

"In fact, when you were teaching, you were listening silently and didn't stand out, but you later made great progress by encouraging them to do so. I think I've probably inherited the qualities of my wife, Telma. She also has a talent for learning foreign languages quickly. If I invited a foreign aristocrat to my mansion, I could speak the language of the country in a few weeks."

She returned a vivid and sincere response, leading to the talk of the town with praise from the mansion and Telma's reputation.

The long dinner was coming to an end.

However, Clayo remained a little suspicious.

Gideon knew Clayo was embarrassed when he heard the question about Carolingian. Nevertheless, he cleverly answered Chelsea so that he would not be caught making excuses.

'Why the hell?'

***

Two days later.

Clay was staying alone in the home library, which occupies the right end of the Chatwin Talbot mansion.

It was an afternoon when Fran was at the trade union library and all the children were driven to the beach.

Together, they said they would help learn how to use Arthur's "Infinite Warfare" on a desert island.

As Clayo puts it, two days was enough for the beach. I wanted to help him use the scar, but I gave up immediately because I couldn't swim to Comma Island.

He was going back and forth in the library as he had yesterday, picking out books at random.

Flamboyant plaster castings decorated with two-story high ceilings, and light green columns engraved with elaborate sculptures. The library, which was lined with books, was well beyond the size of individual books.

Clayo, who was treading on the fluffy carpet, was not playing, of course.

But I couldn't even see the nose of the item I was looking for.

I searched here and there for a long time in vain, and I was twenty years tired.

with a thump

Clay was spread over a Damascus cloth sofa with a pale pink background and delicate grass-leaf pattern.

"Uh."

As I stretched my legs out, I heard a pain.

Toward sponsorship, the scene outside the French window was peaceful and lonely.

Even if you open the circle and start a [tracking] school, it left only a faint nuisance that the agency was installed, and it was difficult to detect the exact location.

Is there really nothing? That can't be true.’