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

Within that day, a "morgan's surprise injunction" was issued at the marquis welrod's house by margaret.

"If you want to change the way you hang out with your family, talk to them while you play a table game of cards or chess"

And, in the most sincere opinion, Morgan's behavior was restricted.

Morgan also reflected on this, accepting the restraining order with great admiration.

In the evening Morgan took Viscount Halifax and Baron Burton to the Royal Palace.

As nobles, too, they are obliged to participate in a party welcoming an elf delegation.

Margaret and the women were supposed to be in it, but not this time.

This is also due to Mathias' deeds last year.

At the party venue, a drunk Mathias turned his hand around Elias' shoulder...

"Brother, they call you King Xian? Try not to lose your name."

- I said.

With all due respect to the King, it was not a major problem because of the fact that Mathias was the one who helped us during the founding years and because Elias gave us forgiveness.

This time using this experience, a fun and noisy party method was chosen.

Some elders met for the first time, so I told them in advance that "some disrespect is forgivable" and that it was not a stubborn party as a nobleman, but rather a party to be enjoyed casually.

For this reason, it is a rude seat that does not call for the ladies.

To prevent you from getting tangled up in drunkenness.

I don't know who does what in the booze seat.

Nobody wants a binta flying party or anything, even if there's just no one to kick their knees.

This has been a busy day for Isaac for a long time.

Because I was playing cards with the kids and playing with Patrick in the time leading up to dinner.

Especially as Mike seemed to like Patrick and enjoyed his horse Gocco on Patrick's back.

Bridget or Lisa were supporting Mike's body to keep him from falling off his back.

"One day Kendra too," Isaac's cheeks loosened naturally.

The problem surfaced at dinner.

Randolph didn't show up in the dining room.

"I heard your father started eating in the dining room..."

Difference from information my grandfather had previously told me.

Isaac asked her mother how her father was.

"He wanted to eat with me... But when I think about meeting you, my legs seem to stop moving."

"Really..."

We can't even talk, we can't move on.

The more my body refuses to meet me, the less I know what the future relationship will be.

Isaac dropped his shoulder, saying he might not be able to repair the relationship anymore.

But the idea is denied by Lucia.

"But, you know, it doesn't mean I never hate you. I regretted that I couldn't do anything about it before Nathan and I killed each other. Now I want to see you, I want to discuss it. But my body doesn't seem to listen..."

"Do you mean you need some more time?"

"I think so."

(If it's getting better, it's still good...)

"Speaking of which, you didn't stop me from seeing Kendra..."

If Randolph had stayed the way he was, he wouldn't have tried to get Isaac close to Kendra, would have tried to push him away or something.

The initial shock softened and the time to think softened my attitude.

Isaac remembers hearing on the news or something that heart disease takes time to fully heal.

By having a peaceful day with my mother, I wanted her to take care of herself.

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That night.

Isaac turns to his grandmother to hear what has bothered him so far.

If you ask me this, at least I can't make up for it with my grandmother.

The maid told me that she was in her room, so Isaac went to see her room.

My grandmother was sitting on her couch and drinking tea.

"Grandma, may I speak to you for a long time?

"Fine. But don't you have to be with Lucia?

Even though I'm ten years old, I'm still old enough to want to be sweet on my mother.

I was wondering if I would want to talk to Lucia more than I do.

"Yes, I'd like to talk to your wife first."

"Well, you'll be glad to say something. Welcome."

Margaret smiles and invites Isaac.

Riding that invitation, Isaac sits next to her.

"Hey, Isaac. I'm going to get you a friend this year. I'm going to ask you out at the Lady's gathering. What kind of kid do you want?

"Thank you. Right, I'd prefer a kid who wasn't close to his brother at first. Because kids who were close won't make a good impression."

Talk about a sudden friend.

And Isaac rode.

Because it's something that we're going to be talking about.

"So, there's something I wanted to ask my wife."

"What could it be? I wish I could answer that."

While Margaret answered that, she assumed she would be asked terrible things.

"I wondered about it a year ago. My grandmother said 'I have to put some handouts on'. But noble allies were just my brother, weren't they? From the beginning, too, all the time. Why don't you tell me why it was all in my favor before I got my results?

Isaac's question was to poke at Margaret where it hurt as expected.

- How shall I answer this question?

Thinking about it, nature and grin disappeared from her face.

No matter how you answer, it doesn't seem to turn out very well.

Isaac, who read the emotion, made it easy for him to talk.

"Grandma, I want to keep up the good work. To do so, please tell me what your wife had in mind. If my anxiety isn't dispelled, I'm going to have to keep my distance. If you talk, you may be able to convince and accept."

Whether or not that dialogue was easy to talk to, it helped to push Margaret to start talking.

After biting her lips, Margaret exhaled deeply and began to talk to Isaac like she had given up.

"Isaac, have you ever been educated by Morgan and Randolph as nobles (...)?

"As a nobleman?

(What kind of education as a nobleman is that?

It won't be a normal study.

When that happened, it was like the Marquis of Windsor scolded me to think of Isaac now.

- An aristocratic behavior, such as smart solutions using authority and connections.

If that's what my grandmother says, she certainly hasn't been taught.

Of course, it may be that he was not old enough to be taught.

"No, I don't remember anything in particular"

"I guess so. That guy (Morgan) didn't care about the family, and Randolph wasn't taught because of it. It's something you can't possibly teach."

"Eh."

Isaac is surprised to hear something unexpected.

"I hear your grandfather was leaving your family alone. But didn't your wife tell your father?

It was this thing that surprised Isaac.

Even though it was tough being entrusted with the family, I could have educated Randolph.

"Even when it comes to education as a nobleman, there are a lot of things. All I know is how to live as an aristocratic woman. I can't even teach you how to live as an aristocratic man. So glad to hear Randolph's getting married to Melinda."

"... why?

I don't want to hear it.

But I can't go on without asking.

Isaac was feeling his beating faster.

"Because the children born will be taught by the uncles and grandfathers of the Marquis Wilmente family what it takes to be a man of nobility."

"Then shouldn't I have tried to be taught by Viscount Halifax and Uncle Andy, too?

Margaret, questioned by Isaac, shakes her neck to the side.

"You can't do that. The Marquis is an aristocrat in the nobility, the side that uses people. The Viscount family is the side used among the nobles. Even the same nobility is similar and different. Lucia did not try to fight Melinda while in the vantage point of the First Lady. There will also be a natural personality, but this is the difference between the environment in which you were born and raised and your education. If Lucia was the daughter of the Marquis, she would have tried so hard not to beat Melinda, even if she had a weak personality."

The more I hear about my grandmother, the more I think, "Maybe I should have not listened".

Still, I have to ask to the end more than I've spoken out.

"... So you've been treating your brother preferentially since you were a young child because you can be educated as a Marquis man?

Isaac asked with a slightly trembling voice.

"That's right. Randolph can't tell the kids what they need, so we're gonna have to trust someone who can, right? I think I've done something pathetic to you. But, you know, if the role of a man is the development of the house, the role of a woman is the survival of the house. I thought the only way to keep the Marquis Welrod family going was to make Nathan his successor. So I've been rooting for Nathan since he was born. I wanted the Marquis Welrod to be the next generation."

"So didn't it fit round if you told me from your wife, 'Success Nathan'?

Margaret shook her neck sideways powerless.

"I said. But women's opinions only stop. Direct male opinions are given preferential treatment to the governor's inheritance. I don't get it any more than Randolph insisted you be his successor."

…………

To a more shocking fact than expected, Isaac can no longer say anything.

I do hate what my grandmother did.

But before that, there was someone to resent.

(Surely my father didn't feel the harshness of being a nobleman or anything. That's bad Grandpa didn't educate you, but the reason Grandpa did is Grandpa Soo. The servitude went to Grandma and came to me from there... What the hell is this?

It's my great-grandfather Jude when it comes to who's fault.

But he could have been the way he needed to live in those days.

I wish my grandfather Morgan had made more contact with his family.

But I couldn't abandon the possibility that Jude would use my child, and I distanced myself so that my emotions wouldn't shift.

I couldn't tell her what I needed because of it, and I left it to my grandmother.

Maybe he started teaching Randolph a lot after Jude's death.

But I guess I couldn't quickly change what I had learned from my childhood and Randolph became just a kind man.

Randolph was raised by Margaret's hand.

However, I could not even teach what was necessary as an aristocratic man.

For that reason, he decided to take precedence over love and take the Son with Lucia as his successor.

If he had been properly educated, he would have succeeded Nathan, his eldest son.

That way, I'm glad there wasn't any confusion.

- Distorted family relationships.

The distortion has surfaced in Isaac's generation.

Margaret was just trying to fix that distortion.

Of course, that method was not a welcome one for Isaac.

But I don't want to understand, but it's understandable.

"Whose side will your wife take when Kendra grows from now on or your new brother is born?

"You have shown that you have the most important ability to be a man of nobility: 'not to be fed by another house'. Besides, you have colorfully inherited the blood of the Marquis of Wellrod. I know exactly what you're doing. From now on, I'm on Isaac's side. He doesn't seem to care about his family either, so learn what it takes to be a nobleman."

Margaret stares into Jizz Isaac's eyes.

Isaac stared back into its eyes.

"I can't believe you unconditionally right now. But I appreciate you being honest with me. At least I could solve the question of why my brother had been favoured from an early age."

I found that my grandmother's actions were "actions that endangered the survival of the house".

Isaac was about to get a flat head just thinking about that fact.

"I hate Lucia and Isaac" would have been an easy reason to break it off.

Isaac couldn't have cut the edge any easier than he felt a little sympathy for his grandmother, who was in a situation he had to manage alone.

"That's about all I wanted to hear today. If you think of anything else I'd like to ask you, it would be helpful if you could tell me."

Listening to her grandmother, Isaac cuts the story off after a long journey of fatigue.

"Yes, of course. It would be helpful if you asked me next how to pick a gift for a girl or something. Good night."

Even though it's because of what I've done, my conversation with Isaac has become a heavy one.

I guess I wanted to talk a little light.

That's what I said to Isaac when we broke up.

"I'll ask you if I can find someone to give you a gift. Good night, ma'am."

Isaac leaves the room with a good night's greeting.

(I thought you were going to ask. But I couldn't help but wonder...)

Diving into bed, Isaac regretted it.

(If you think you were born into a good house because you are a Marquis, you have a hollowed out haribote condition inside. When I'm a parent, I'll never use my family as a tool for assassination, like Grandpa Soo)

Discard even the family as a tool.

Isaac resents his great-grandfather.

At least, if my great-grandfather hadn't used my real daughter as a tool for assassination, my grandfather wouldn't have been afraid of his relationship with my father either.

In that case, my father should have been properly educated and my grandmother would not have endangered my grandchildren's generation.

But this is from Isaac's point of view, not thinking about the public opinion at the time.

Maybe it was necessary at the time.

(Nevertheless, 'Thou hast inherited the blood of the Marquis of Wellrod in colour. Behavior will tell you better'? I'm me. I'm moving to get what I want. blood has nothing to do with it)

I shake and deny what my grandmother said.

(The family problem is deep-rooted. Let's take the time to work it out one by one)

It is an issue that continues from my great-grandfather's generation.

But Isaac fell asleep, wanting him to finish on his own behalf.