The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

The wheat that drowned so much ear that it seemed to touch the ground and the sickle that pruned it. And a single-edged sword raised diagonally. Its crest, depicted on the ornament affixed to the chest, is an indication of the Qualdenze family's rival.

The man spread his arms gently as he quivered his bright red cape.

"Romillier"

The low sounding voice dissolves quietly into the strained air.

Taking that word, I gently took my hand off her. Strongly aware that it does not shake off or seep through remnants, it just becomes a natural move.

I was surprised, albeit at the night club, that the person I happened to dance against was actually the princess of the Spierzeik family... too deliberate a pose. That it was a night club, that there was no crest showing the house in her wrapped dress, that we didn't reveal ourselves to each other, and that we let go of our hands as soon as the name Romillier turns out. If you add these, you'll understand that I haven't forgotten my position as the next head of the Qualdenze family. Externally.

"Because your father is calling you."

Spiazeik Romillier.

She is the eldest daughter of the Spierzeik family and the sister of Spierzeik Verrett, whom I took over straightaway in Operation Snake Fang. I knew exactly who that was the moment I walked into the hall and saw what was behind me.

There is a character in what a nobleman wears. The more powerful the noble, the higher the quality, and you have to wear it. Romillier's dress is not something as sublime as the princess of a weak aristocrat would wear, and if I were to say it in a five-step evaluation, I'd say it's a substitute for an aristocrat belonging to 4 or 5.

And because humans on the Elo continent have colorful hair and eye colors, the information on their hands is relatively easy to obtain. Being a princess in the main house who is not a shadow family is so much harder to hide. The Qualdenze family even knows that she was nicknamed Emerald Princess in her childhood.

It could be said that it is easy to identify a red dress with blue-green hair, age and, in addition, a sense of urgency in the hall.

"So this is goodbye."

"Yeah, excuse me."

She leaves next to me and leans against the Duke of Spierzeik. When he showed me some kind of talking trick, the Duke looked at me and slowly walked over.

Our father, reflected in the corners of his sight, does not move on the spot. Either you were concerned about the impact of getting into the immediate follow-up of your child, or you were daring to watch how it went to explore my sincerity. The only thing I know is that I can't get away with winding my tail from this place right now.

Romillier is attractive, but that and his attitude towards the Spierzeiks is another matter. In order to create a certain sense of distance, I dared to expose my vigilant posture and await the Duke.

"I thank you, as father, for protecting my son's dignity"

No introduction or greeting, he said that first. Though we have figured it out, the tension in this space can break the limits when we reveal ourselves to each other here. It must also be because of the fact that the servants of the Levios family appear to be panicking from the edge of their sight from just now.

Nevertheless, so is my father, but he is still only the chief of the great nobility, and even if I try to take one look at the way he talks, it's a piercing one. Even though this one is overwhelmed by magic, the aristocratic pressure that comes from its work is likely to crush my mind and my thoughts.

I try to be calm, sharpen my thoughts to the extreme, and I carefully return every word. Now I'm in a state where I'm talking to the Duke of Spierzeike and the Marquis of Qualdenze. I can see my mental strength being sharpened with tremendous momentum.

The Duke said he was relieved that Verrett's body was not degraded. But even so, I'm not used to the feeling that the parents who killed their children would appreciate the revenge. Suddenly it's better to be thrown words of contempt. I can still understand. Well, my heart might be boiling down with hatred for me.

The expression of the duke with no colour was in a sense similar to that of his father, who remained faceless.

"I'm not interested in humiliation"

Saying, "It's not like I took care of the Spierzeikes or anything like that in my brain! Don't get me wrong! I'm not interested in tampering with the body!" I thought the voice of Kotecote's tundelle daughter sounded.

"... Hmm?

But Tundele's badly deserved line doesn't work on the Elo continent. The Duke of Spierzeik looked at me with his eyes like he saw something puzzling. This is probably an act of explaining why.

I decided to get the line out here just in case.

"If victory is praise, have mercy in return."

There is no change in the Duke's face.

This is a catch copy supposedly released by Emperor Jinker En aiming to unify the Alpeo region: "If victory is the reward, victory is the reward". He encouraged his allies by saying that the battle required rapid operational performance, so if you have time to play with the bodies of the defeated nobles, overlap your next victory, and that's true honor.

I also feel like an Inchiki Tale fabricated by our grandmother by way of example, but it is quite well known in the world as the adage of Emperor Jinker En for his successful unification operation of wind thunderstorms.

If you take my word for it honestly now, it sounds like, "You've earned the great honor of victory over the Lord's Ancestors, so let me show you mercy without imitating death." But considering the original story, it would also sound like "I don't have time to mock a corpse because I won't get true honor or anything until I destroy the Spierzeikes".

"My blood knows the sorrow of losing loved ones."

And at the end of the day, it closes with disgust.

Reading only the letters is like waking up to charity, saintly prince, but no one should take it exactly as they say. I know I was born in the Qualdenze family to resent the murder of my uncle by the Špiazzeik family, it is imperative to interpret that.

The sweat is about to gush into the sight of the Duke of Spierzeik, who can see inside this one. The servants of the Levios family moving in the distance were badly blinded.

"You should."

It was the voice of the Father. I thought my father would come after some tongue battle, but he's unexpectedly early in the fight.

My father began to stare at the Duke of Spierzeik, so I explored the surrounding atmosphere, but the action seemed not to be particularly reprehensible.

Giving my father the lead role in the tongue battle gave me just a little room in my mind.

It was after the fall of Castle Lychreef that the Levios informed them that the Spierzeik family would participate in the King's Capital socialization, he said. Well, that's an official notice. If the adjustment period is also included, it should be considered that the story has been going on for a long time before that.

According to my father, I had felt the shadow of Schpierzeik, which leapt from the time the civil conflict between Levios Mirendorva ended. It's just hard to think I've been looking to socialize since then. Because by then the Spiazeikes were not yet so chopped up as to visit the King's capital. It is more reasonable to assume that he was trying to cross with the Levios family with a completely different ploy.

The Levios family seems to want to stop the expansion of the Qualdenze family, so it's not surprising that they were thinking of using the Spiazeik family well, and it's not so hard for the Duke of Spiazeik to predict that idea.

While my father's main objective in putting together the Qualdenze coalition to attack the city of Nambonan is to respond to the improved voice of the Millendorva and Atelahan families, I think there are some parts of me that were concerned about the movement of Spiazeik.

In the end, however, all of the plots behind it were shattered by Operation Snake Fang.

It must have been a critical decision for the Duke of Spierzeik to take the helm off King's Capital social participation. Wasn't that the only place to drop it, even as the Levios family?

Participation in society is only a royal jurisdiction and is basically something you can participate in if you are a nobleman who is not traditionally hostile to the Levios family. The kingdom and empire are a sinister mood but not clearly hostile, nor are the Levios and the Spiazeikes in a state of combat. "The Levios support the great name of the war listed by the Qualdenze family, but that is a mistake. I want that clarification to be made in the Wang capital" and so on. It is difficult to reject it altogether. If you refuse, you say, "Is the Levios family what the Qualdenze say?" and so on, because they may point to the back finger.

Besides, my father took part in Wangdu socialisation when he was an Imperial aristocrat. Even though it was just before the imperial rebellion, the Qualdenze family, which is nothing else, sets a precedent. There were vulnerabilities that could not be blamed loudly when it came to the social participation of the Spierzeik family.

Either way, Wang Du Socialization can be described as quite a big adventure. Even though the royal family guarantees the safety of its participants by virtue of its prestige, that is all if it dies. Well, that's about how the Spierzeikes are being hunted down.

Travelling to Wang Du is tough. Naturally, we cannot go through the territory of Quordenze, the territory of Silopea or the territory of Evenapis. In one of the great defiance operations of the Špiazzek family, the aristocracy located on the western and southern sides of the Evenapis family moves as subordinates, so perhaps they have come all the way through these territories to the King's Capital by saying something about achieving peace with the Qualdenze faction. It is possible that the Zeldomitra family has also chewed somewhat because they have come via the southern side of the kingdom... but they cannot be questioned any more than we have not made clear our refusal to participate.

Either way, I'm going through Lake Meo, so is it something I can't sink my ship in good shape for my way home? You think the city of Hartinos will launch an attack by simultaneously putting in its proud water power? Just too dishonest.

With that in mind, I look at Romillier, who withheld behind the Duke's oblique. Then I gazed at her. She doesn't smile lovingly, she doesn't stare at this one, she just sits there.

It's a painting woman. Rose was right to rate Romillier. I'll pour you plenty of seeds as a reward when I get back to Qualdenze.

"... blood is a pulsating handover from parent to child"

Word counts are small, but my father and the Duke have a bee tongue battle. It is no longer possible to leave the children entirely behind. Apparently, the bickering has twitched back in time and reached the founding of each house.

The cause of the Quordenze and Spiazeik families has begun with the founding of Quordenze.

During the priesthood, noblemen from all over the continent were under the control of the high priests in charge of the districts. However, these priests often stayed in the Holy City of Maguaoze, and it was in fact the noblemen who had compiled and coordinated the nobility in the field who were subordinate to the Zeth Holy High Council, who had been nominated as auxiliaries. The head of the aristocratic family entrusted with this role was called a mentor.

Priest Quordenze, the founder of the Quordenze family, sought the status of mentor before entering Newnelly so that he would not be insulted by the surrounding nobles after turning to nobility.

You must have found it not difficult to obtain that status because you yourself draw the blood of the Pluotista family main house and the Holy Order Pluotista, to become a nobleman of the priesthood, to be based in the main city of Newnelly, and because the Spiazeik family had previously been entrusted with the guidance of the Voystra district.

But in the end, it didn't happen.

The material remaining in the Qualdenze family is described as being the result of obstructive work carried out by the Špiazyk family. I guess it was an unexpected betrayal for Priest Qualdenze, a resentment in the diary at the time, and a text worthy of calling it a curse was extended.

"... the same thing if the blood is traced back to the original. How about an attitude that doesn't fit into this place where blood splitters hold hands with each other?

The Duke of Spiazeik referred to the fact that the theme of King's Capital socialization was a gathering celebrating the end of the civil conflict between the Levios and Mirendorva families, releasing an overwhelming aversion to his father.

Priest Quordenze, founder of the Quordenze family, and Priest Spiazeik, founder of the Spiazeik family. Both of which are parents of the Holy Tradition Pruotista. These two hateful houses are like brothers derived from the same house.

My father smiles invincibly, without showing any anger.

"It is an unfamiliar idea to the land of the kingdom. Wouldn't it be better to go back to your hometown and take care of your family treasure?"

By the father's family heirloom, I mean the single-edged sword that the Spierzeik family would have.

The nobleman's crest comes in a variety of designs, but not many houses draw single-edged swords.

The single-edged sword was a symbol of an obedient weapon that had no blade on its owner's side and could be wielded to the full extent that the priest thought, and only the aristocrat in the role of mentor was allowed to use it for the crest.

The Zeldomitras, the Atelahans, the Mirendorva, etc. also have swords on their crests, but they are all double-edged swords.

The Zeldomitras could not be used because they were not in the role of mentors. In the case of the shallow Atelahan and Mirendorva families, I think the single-edged sword avoided use by viewing it as a symbol of subordination to priests.

The hatred held by my father is anger at the murder of my brother. He insists that blood can't be mixed up with past events that go back in time. Well, in the end, I suppose the cause is also the result of the grievances that have been passed down from Priest Spiazeik to his descendants to the present day.

At the forefront of the hatred that bumps into each other in front of me and Romillier, there's been a slight decrease in the number of words we interact with. The relationship between my father and the Duke can no longer be repaired. It's completely broken.

After a little silent time without conversation, the Duke of Spierzeik took Romillier away.

"The light of the moon illuminates the truth"

Tell me one last thing.

... What is it?

When they say less minor words, they have a hard time remembering. Sure, I feel like it was an adage left by a big old craftsman or something. I thought a little bit about what a craftsman he was, and remembered the words left by the perfume maker from Romillier's conversation earlier.

A top perfumer blends perfumes under the moon or something. In the dark, I didn't see any extra information, escaped the hustle and bustle, and just brought up something really important by focusing only on the fragrance, or something like that.

Given that it is the Duke's statement, it should still be considered an allusion relating to Romillier.

From the fact that the moon means night, your fondness for her that you felt at the night club is the truth. It's the thoughts you feel that are more true than the certainty of the house, like.

"It would look like the right path if it were lit up on the beast path."

My father said only beasts go through the darkness. I guess that means we should not be confused by what the Duke of Spierzeik said.

The Duke was away from this hall while I was thinking about it. Is it possible that there still seems to be a hint of sweet flowers because I feel remorse for Romillier?

"The night club will be over soon."

I can't question you on this occasion right now, so I'll ask you when I get back to the Qualdenze mansion... I could easily understand my father saying that.

"Right. We'll be crowded soon after, so why don't we stay close?"

There's really nothing I can do if I move after this and face the Duke of Spierzeik, so let's just stick to my father like this. I don't have much time left, so it doesn't seem weird to me to be with my parents and kids. We need to keep our minds at least a little better.

My father and I sat at a table near the wall.

I am at a distance from the nobles around me, and I don't think they will find out if they preach somewhat here. Suddenly I was thrilled that the sermon wouldn't start.

"If only victory could be praised... that would have been pretty good. He looked pale, too."

My father says a little in a good mood. I didn't feel panicked at all in my view, but from my father's point of view, the Duke was frightened not least.

Honestly, I didn't think it would be that critical a return, so I asked the question frankly.

"... hmm? Wasn't the first thing you brought up the Alpeo was the restraint of inheriting my will?

Apparently, there's been a difference of interpretation. When I explained what I thought and made that statement, my father was convinced that it would take a little thought.

"Right. Wilk doesn't know the end of your brother..."

"Yeah. Not really."

Somehow, it's a very difficult topic to hear.

Civilians ask my father for details, and the knights have no reliable source because of their vague blurring and answering. Can you speak of the misfortune within you, or do you not want to touch much of the scandal that has caused the Lord to die, or both?

You have to know someday, but someday I've been putting it off forever. I want to talk to you today because of more than just having future socializations.

"Then we'd better talk about it"

"... is it good here?

If I could, I wanted that story to come back to the Qualdenze Mansion. If you digest that story here, after you return to the mansion, there will be only sermons left.

"It's good to be here."

It would be to calm down my feelings, my father leans down and exhales deeply. There is no need to rush it. I was just going to wait in silence for my father to calm down.

But I soon became uncomfortable with the atmosphere in the hall.

The tension should have been defused by the departure of the Duke of Spierzeik, but the expression of the servants of the Levios still remains firm. On the contrary, Knight Levios is continuously entering and leaving the venue, and even the atmosphere is beginning to drift.

My father seemed to have detected the change in the air at about the same time as I did.

Stop breathing deeply and see what's going on around you or try to run the maid with you instantly.

But it was an unnecessary order. Before that, one of the knights of Levios came to our table.

I guess he is the temperament of a martial artist, to put it to the point.

"It's a warcraft."