The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

Hans arrived at Wellrod.

Isaac greets him and heads to the office with him.

"Mr. Hans' room seems to have stayed the same."

"Well, how come it was thirty years ago when you left home?

"I don't know the details, but I thought your grandfather was going to leave Mr. Hans there while he was alive."

A public story in the middle of walking.

But there was a mix of lies in it.

Hans is the second son of the Marquis.

He is given a room in the main building.

Originally, Isaac or Nathan would have been given that room.

However, an annex was created for Lucia and Melinda, and Isaac and Nathan's room would be ready for you.

That's why Hans' room just couldn't be cleaned up.

"Right."

Hans' leg stops when he replies.

"What have you done?... Ah."

Isaac noticed where he was now.

- Just the corner of the hallway.

If Francis hadn't told me, he wouldn't have figured out why Hans stopped.

I may have remembered the trauma of the past by visiting my home for a long time.

"Mr. Hans."

"Oh, it's nothing. It's okay."

He says he's fine with his mouth, but his leg stays stopped.

So deep, I guess past events are hurting his heart.

(I guess I should even let him bring a hand mirror)

Isaac figured out a solution, but I don't want to see a man wandering around the mansion with a hand mirror if he can.

I wonder if there's any other good way.

And I got to one answer.

"Speaking of which..., when Mr. Hans left, Grandpa Soo was in charge, wasn't he?

"Yes."

All of a sudden, Hans gives a strange look at Jude.

"I only know in books. But if you were the one who stayed in the book, Grandpa Soo would have let Mr. Hans just clean up his room and assumed he wasn't there. But I didn't let you clean up the room. I'm sure Grandpa Soo was waiting for Mr. Hans to come home."

"My father?

Isaac thought, "Jude was thinking about Hans."

If this soothes Hans' memories of fear at all, he will be able to lead a normal life.

But Hans' reaction wasn't what Isaac thought.

"... right, right. Fuhahahahahahaha"

Hans starts laughing at what's funny.

And I saw Isaac with a strange look on his face.

"I don't know where you heard about me, but I didn't expect such a child to care..."

He's not stupid either.

I immediately realized that Isaac cared about me.

- I'm cared for by a child who's not even a fifth of me alive.

This is quite humiliating.

Hans looked at his feet and, with a little hesitation, took a step forward.

That's already over the corner of the hallway.

He grins with a nigga and sees Isaac.

"I'm not afraid of your father. I stopped because I missed the mansion."

Hans said his best strengths.

Actually, my legs are shaking a little, but I can't see them from those around me thanks to monastic clothes that are lengthened up to the candles.

The appearance was flat.

"You seem to have read too much deeply. I'm sorry. Excuse me."

Isaac did it on Hans' word.

He said he was fine.

No more "Aren't you afraid of Jude?," you don't have to insist.

I thought I should support Hans for breaking the trauma myself.

This prevented the suspicious person wandering around the mansion with one hand in his hand.

"I couldn't do anything back in the day. But not now. He is a devout believer who has learned various things in the Church. Exactly. Father is just a human being in front of God, too. There's nothing more to be afraid of. Come on, stop talking nonsense. Let's go."

Hans takes the lead and walks toward the office.

Sometimes I stopped to see if it was another traumatic point along the way.

But there I just stopped for a moment and quickly got over it of my own free will.

The glory of not wanting to be sympathetic to a toddler seems stronger than faith.

But still, he was able to get over one hurdle.

Another similar desk was available in the office next to the executive desk for lords.

It was once used when Randolph was learning the Lord's work from Morgan.

Isaac also thought at the time, "I guess I will one day be taught the same by my father".

I never thought I'd be lining up my desk with my great-uncle Hans, who didn't even know he existed.

Well, Hans would think the same thing.

I shouldn't have even thought about going back to the house where I left and becoming my nephew's guardian again.

Life is something that you don't know what happens.

But politics can't be done with "I don't know what's gonna happen".

Because the ruler is also required to prepare for unforeseen events.

But it requires knowledge and experience.

"It's been a long time, everyone. I am used to clerical work but anxious to work as a lord. The cooperation of all of you who have supported your brother for many years is essential. I want Isaac with me."

Hans has no experience even if he has the knowledge to be a lord.

All this required the cooperation of those who had been entrusted with practice for many years.

Naturally, there is no difference between those who have applied for cooperation.

That's the job, and that's the show of power.

Even if Hans didn't tell me, I was going to work for Isaac.

… there is also a real feeling that if the realm is confused, we will have more work to do and we will have trouble.

But the feeling of working together to stabilize governance is real.

Their energetic eyes were the answer to Hans.

"Okay, quick, but let's get to work. Let's get to work. Well, let's get started."

Hans took the outstanding documents.

That's the same paperwork Isaac saw on his first day back in Wellrod.

Reading its contents, Hans wrinkles between his brows.

"Are the two families still fighting..."

I took the petitions of Baron Orcott and Baron Berkeley in both hands, looked at them alternately, and then sighed.

"Do you know?

"You know, nothing, the two families are famous for being friends with dog monkeys since they drowned in abnormal weather about a hundred years ago. The rural areas where both families act as deputies are adjacent to each other. The crops in the rural areas ruled by the Baron Berkeley family were crippled by the failure of the water-righted Baron Orcott family to share water with the Baron Berkeley family during the drought. Of course, the civilians didn't die because we supported food, but I resent what happened then."

- I was abandoned when I was in real trouble.

I do know what it feels like to resent that.

But there was a part of the story that just wasn't explainable.

"I see. But I don't even know what the Baron Orcott family thinks, given the possibility of splitting water and falling together in times of drought. But... So did the Baron Olcott family have any reason to hold a grudge against the Baron Berkeley family, too?

"The head of the Baron Berkeley family signed up for a duel with the head of the Baron Orcott family to kill him."

"Uh... that's... You can't."

The Baron Berkeley family resented the fact that they couldn't share the water and were left to watch.

But it's just a resentment from the Baron Orcott family.

I have a legitimate right to water rights, so I just gave priority to the rural areas I govern.

Yet it is also natural to resent the fact that they killed the then Lord in a duel.

Since then, the relationship with Gigis has not been repaired, and there may be no choice but to continue for a hundred years.

"But as far as the contents of that petition are concerned, Tommy and Julia..."

"We've probably loved each other. Parents are trying to keep it apart."

Try Isaac, a sad story like you heard somewhere.

But when I got involved with it, it was just a hassle story with no emotion or shit.

"What do you think Mr. Hans should do?

"I guess it's best to make up the two houses so they can get married."

Laughing furiously, Hans put it back in the box where he kept the outstanding paperwork.

"You don't have to push it even though you haven't gotten your mind back yet. Let's start with something that looks easy."

- Problem forward.

It's easy to say that and accuse, but Hans is also a thirty year lord's job.

I guess I needed a warm-up, and Isaac honestly just nodded.

Hans will check the outstanding documents.

I snap my neck once on the way.

"Is there no such thing as a request for massive mobilisation to cope with disasters such as large-scale street maintenance and landslides?

Hans speaks to Francis.

"Yes, thanks to the elves, street development between the big cities has progressed, and the untouched streets are about the way to a small rural area. That's about as small as a local deputy, so you haven't asked for a massive mobilization. The Elves didn't magically take care of landslides, water damage, etc. Thanks to Isaac, labor is considerably reduced."

"Oh well. That's a lot easier."

Civilians would have had plenty of room for the hassle of building a wet road.

Thanks to this, the opening may have progressed a little.

But that's it.

I was looking for an easy job, but Isaac had lost that job.

Anyway, Isaac feels awkward.

But Hans didn't turn his gaze to Isaac to blame.

I keep checking the paperwork to see if there's anything good.

"Let's do this first"

Hans took out a piece of paperwork and gave it to Isaac.

"Is this a request from the Earl of Lancaster for the dispatch of the elves necessary for the maintenance of the streets"

"I hear you promised Count Lancaster that you would send the elves as a matter of priority. Has Isaac heard anything?

"Yes, if that's the story, I remember hearing it"

Previously, Isaac had met the Earl of Lancaster in the King's Capital.

I remember you talking about sending an elf at that time.

"Fine then. Let's start by checking the paperwork. If you are dispatching like this one, check which pays for Elf's stay and what it says about the escort knights. If you didn't write it, you'll have to ask back here. There are other parts to be aware of. Never sign lightly, even if the house is close to each other."

"Yes."

Hans first teaches you to be careful with the basics, especially the adjectives used in the paperwork.

The adjectives are just one letter different, and the words have very different meanings.

Simple documents will be processed by the bureaucrats, but the documents that come to the lord are all that nobility involves.

It seems easy to look at, but a few miscalculations can develop into problems between houses.

Bureaucrats can't be held accountable. We have to process the papers.

It is unacceptable to act with momentum, as Isaac has done so far.

Instead of coming up with something like that, we need solid judgment with our feet on the ground.

You can have someone check it out, but the final decision is made by Isaac, the Lords surrogate.

It must all be done at your own risk.

Even if it looks easy, the responsibility is very heavy.

(If you fail, you'll get it all back to yourself...)

Until now, I was in a position for someone to wipe my ass, like my grandfather or my father.

But now I have to stand on people and on the contrary wipe someone's ass.

He casually took on the Lords surrogate, but for the first time sitting in the Lords chair, Isaac was finally starting to feel the weight of responsibility.