The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

The day after the Knights Awards Ceremony, Douglas, the first prince of the Kingdom of Rolands, was visiting the Duke McMillan's residence, near as much as the King's Capital.

Speaking of Prince Douglas, the other day's engagement to Isabella, the only daughter of the Duke of McMillan's house, is making a scene in the social world.

But there is no love between Prince Douglas and Isabella.

It was a complete political marriage in disregard of their will.

Therefore, Prince Douglas did not come to see his beloved fiancée.

He came for one purpose: to dissolve this engagement.

"Duke McMillan, I want you to dissolve your engagement to Isabella"

"That's an impossible story. This engagement was originally brought in by Lady Bianca. No matter how much the Duke's house, I can't dissolve an engagement more than the royal one. If you want to dissolve your engagement, convince your mother, Lady Bianca, first."

"It's..."

Although the Lady Bianca is royal, her parents have little power over the Viscount family.

In the past, he trifled luxury with the momentum to devour the treasury, a being abandoned by the king and called the 'arrogant princess'.

One thing does not contribute to this country, equals no power, etc.

And Bianca's side queen, who is twice obsessed with power and money, will never think that a lot of money could pour in and make her son king, dissolve Isabella's engagement with Douglas, etc.

The Duke of McMillan has no intention of dissolving his engagement or anything.

"Is that all we're talking about? From now on, we are holding talks with supporters of Wang Du Church."

"Supporters... immunity marks? I hear you've been touching me lately that if you don't buy a pardon, you'll be heavenly punished by the goddess Ruwell."

"Civilians are often ignorant. When priests say white, black also becomes white. Thanks to this, sales are good. I was wondering if Bianca and Her Royal Highness would soon be blessed."

"... Isn't that a little too much?

"His Royal Highness said he would use anything to be king. Have you forgotten that? There is no such thing as a clean white king. You can see the king's qualities by how he treats the dirty parts, so if you say this is too much, you'll be king again."

"... I haven't forgotten"

To Prince Douglas's answer, the Duke of McMillan grins with satisfaction.

The Duke of McMillan approached Prince Douglas, who was a boy who was distorting his spirit because of his ugly mother and brilliant brother.

And 'you are the vessel to be king', which Prince Douglas gave the most wanted words at the time, gained credibility, and made them the flag of supporters of the King's Capital Church - and hence of the Church.

Called a youth, Prince Douglas, calm in spirit, knew that Thin King's Metropolitan Church was not a good way to do things, but still couldn't cut his hands with the Duke of McMillan.

"That was good. Because you're going to break your contract. I need you to do your best for the nobles who have followed you to Your Highness. Because you will be king of this land."

"Oh."

The Duke of McMillan had asked Prince Douglas, who was a boy, to sign the contract.

As a result, Prince Douglas has taken the lead in selling absolution marks.

Therefore, when something happened to the King's Metropolitan Church and hence to the Duke of Macmillan, Prince Douglas was also on the road.

The Duke of McMillan also said that much of the profits gained from the absolution had been channelled to Prince Douglas.

Yes, it is an indisputable fact that Prince Douglas is benefiting from the immunity note.

In particular, if he had found out that Sabato was taking place in the King's Capital Church, Prince Douglas would have gone on to address the King without even thinking about preserving himself… Duke McMillan, having regard to Prince Douglas' character, has made a pause with the Queen Bianca about Sabato and has hidden everything from Prince Douglas.

"Your Highness, we've got enough money and connections. It's only a matter of time before you drag down His Highness Edward and become the next king. Be a good king."

"... I know"

"Then let's move on to execution in the near future. We'll follow up with you about personnel."

"Nice to meet you, Duke of McMillan. So, I'm talking about the engagement earlier... if I persuade your mother... are you sure you want to dissolve the engagement?

"Yes, and at dawn, when you are king, we will have the daughter your Highness desires."

The Duke of McMillan knew Prince Douglas would send a hot glance at Julianna.

(Julianna is a past daughter to a young man like you. Precisely, let us be useful as puppet kings)

"Don't forget that word. I'm sorry I suddenly pushed you today, Duke McMillan."

"No, never mind. Your Royal Highness will always welcome you."

"Okay, excuse me"

The floating expression of the Duke of McMillan, whose Highness Douglas boarded the carriage and missed his return, was a mockery.

"Let's have a good dove forever, prince of filthy blood"

"You can't say that to the prince, can you? I don't know who's listening."

A woman of colour speaks from behind to the soliloquy of the uninhabited and murmured Duke of McMillan.

There was a luscious beauty in mourning and wearing a black veil.

"Cardia... you were here"

There she was, a widow slightly twenty years old, former Baroness Cardia Remington, a supporter of Wang Du Church.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. If you ask this way, the first prince you're talking about is coming. I waited very long to stay out of the way."

"I'm sorry. Let me get you a room right away."

"Nice to meet you."

Let the servant rush to get a room, and the Duke of McMillan and Cardia meet.

"You're not surprisingly rough, Duke"

"Rough, what?

"Hehe. I heard rumors that Marquis Lewis and Prince Edward were compassionate. I was looking forward to it."

"You're a bad hobby woman."

The Duke of McMillan speaks spitefully.

A short relationship, but the Duke of McMillan understood Cardia had no need for weird care.

"Oh, my God, it's boring. How do you know I want Marquis Lewis? Why don't you say something?

"I'm not surprised what you know now."

Cardia had provided the Duke of McMillan with valuable information as well as funds.

The information can range from crap to important confidentiality.

Apparently, he was gathering information only on matters of interest to him.

(To be honest, I don't know what this woman is thinking sappily)

Even with suspicion, the luxurious funds and valuable information Cardia possessed were untenable for the Duke of McMillan.

And most importantly, there was no chance that Cardia would betray her now that she was a community of destiny.

"Well, let's change the way we say it. How can the Duke afford it?

"Whoever Julianna loves, it's not a big deal. The disturbing Second Prince, the Marquis of Lewis, and the King will soon be gone. You can't marry a dead man, can you?

"Oh, scary scary scary. The Duke doesn't want to turn to his enemies."

"Doesn't that seem like a lot of fun?"

Cardia was in a rubbing and trembling motion on both arms, but there was a glossy grin on her mouth not hidden in the veil.

"I still think the Duke is funny. You were right to take the Duke's side."

"From me... Cardia, you're scarier"

"That's not a word for supporters."

"But you'd be happier, wouldn't you?

"Right. Because I'm on the side of the funny one... as long as the Duke entertains me, I won't spare your support."

"Okay, let's get this signed"

What the Duke of McMillan offered was a single contract.

It was a note stating that additional support would be provided to Wang Du Church.

The amounts written are not readily available in the general aristocracy.

I guess it can be prepared because it is the former Lady of the Baron Remington family, a nobleman made up of extravaganza.

"The Duke is very cautious. That's why it's horribly funny."

"It's an honor to compliment you"

In an unmistakable motion, Cardia signs the contract and gives it to the Duke of McMillan.

The Duke of McMillan, who receives it, meticulously punishes the desk drawer.

"With that said, does the Duke know about the adorable rat in King's Metropolitan Church?

"Rats......?

Rats - what it points to is probably intelligence.

The Duke of McMillan listens seriously to Cardia.

"Yes, and the owner is that second prince."

"What are the characteristics of a rat?

"Come on? I don't."

"Cardia, talk serious"

Exhaling, the Duke of McMillan stares at Cardia.

Cardia just laughed funny at the time.

"The rat is good at changing. He's a cute mouse, but he's a funny kid who can be a lion and a frog."

"You mean a good rat... troublesome"

"But I can predict what the rats have changed."

"Cardia, tell me"

"Rats will be changing into women in anticipation of living in Wang Metropolitan Church in the long run. And the rat broke in three or four months ago. Well, I hope the Duke uses this information in an interesting direction."

"It won't be as interesting a development as you wish. As soon as we find the rats, we'll just get rid of them."

"Pfft. Can you confirm the body? And I want you to let me know what you think later. That's what I gave you this information for."

"Got it. And Cardia, the next Sabato, but a week later it was decided to hold it. You in on this, too?

"Of course. However, I would rather observe the disturbed and insane aristocrats than participate directly"

"I have a good taste"

"It's an honor to compliment you, Duke"

"See you in a week"

I'm looking forward to it.