- Nicole let me know how you feel about Pamela.

This is a major problem.

If Nicole spreads rumors, it will also have an impact when the insurgency succeeds.

"Oh, Isaac rebelled against Pamela craving," they think.

Then I can't use the big nickname "Hanging out on Nicole's hue, driving Jason out of his seat of power for losing his sanity".

More than ever, we had to use profit and intimidation to keep the other nobles on our side.

The method becomes more difficult.

Salvation seemed unwilling to splurge on Nicole now.

But Isaac has an idea of why.

- Because the value of the collection goes down.

Spreading the scandal with Pamela scratches Isaac's reputation.

If you're thinking of attacking at all, Nicole shouldn't imitate Isaac in such a way as to devalue him.

You should keep your reputation around you.

"I have such a monopoly on good men."

- and I can brag about my surroundings and feel better.

Unless something goes wrong, you shouldn't be talking to Bella Bella.

On the contrary, too much hunting might expose you at an early stage.

I had to move under the water more than ever before so Nicole wouldn't notice.

(The matter itself is fine. It's as bad as ever. I want to assassinate Nicole, but what I gain from killing at this stage is Jason, who is no longer likely to be attacked and off the road. Not only do we hope Nicole doesn't talk to Bella, but we need to figure out what to do when she does. If you're ready, you won't suffer.)

Nevertheless, the way I immediately came up with it was about "try not to meet Pamela and get rid of the rumors credibility".

But I want to see her, so I'm thinking of a different way.

Exactly. Nicole, too, wouldn't fall apart right before I said oh.

Isaac thought it would be okay to come to a conclusion after considering a few other options.

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Isaac's special effects on his head were supposed to be Kendra.

"Uh, I knew this mansion would calm down better. Kendra's not cute either."

"Me too, Bridget. Hey, sweetheart."

"Oh, sweetie!

But somehow Kendra was monopolized by Bridget in the Mansion.

This is nowhere to be healed.

(No, it's soothing just to see Kendra smile...)

"Mr. Claude and Mr. Bridget are staying at our house, as always."

Randolph tells the situation to Isaac, who looks at Bridget and Kendra and is stiff.

"But aren't you stationed at the Elf's embassy?

Randolph answers Isaac's simple question.

"I did plan to have them stationed there at first. But I was offered a mansion as an embassy that was supposed to belong to the Duke of Enfield family. As a thank you, the ambassador offered to send Isaac someone who could use therapeutic magic."

So Mr. Claude and Mr. Bridget were chosen to send a facial acquaintance rather than a stranger.

"Yes."

He was an assistant to the ambassador and a bodyguard, with around twenty accompanying people from both Elves and Dwarves.

I guess they thought it would be better to send someone with a good heart than to choose from it.

But there are doubts about this.

"Aside from Your Majesty, can I be the only one receiving special treatment?

- Considerations that prioritize Isaac over Elias.

That could have been useless and misleading.

I'm glad Claude and the others are here, but it's not funny that they think I'm taking the royal family lightly.

"That's okay. It was His Majesty himself who decided to take this offer. Your wounds in the war with the Rockwell kingdom seem to be drawing a tail. It was also significant that Mr. Claude, who helped me then, was chosen. Besides, I'm comfortable having Mr. Claude myself. That's why I accepted this offer."

"I see. Is that what happened? As Father said, it would be comforting to have Mr. Claude here."

If it's Elias' decision, Isaac's not going to complain either.

Rather, I want to thank you enough for making contact with the elves easier.

With Claude and the others, it would be easier to meet the ambassadors on that pretext.

Not only was there someone to treat me, but it was also a thankful offer in the name of meeting with the ambassador.

Here Isaac asks about the other guest.

"So, who's got Mr. Sieghardt?

"I just came to see you. Even though Mr. Claude and the others were staying, Dwarf didn't want to do anything. I was talking to Viscount Saunders yesterday."

Sieghardt himself answered this question.

"I see..."

(So you didn't see it at the party venue)

Isaac was impressed by Sieghardt's ability to act.

I guess they chose to mingle and talk to adults rather than get together with each other.

Because it is a Dwarf resistant to alcohol, it seems that he was not intoxicated by the smell of alcohol.

I was using that trait to negotiate with the adults.

I'm just trying to be a merchant, and there seems to be something quite successful about it.

"But well, it was just fine. Wait a minute."

Hurry back to your room, bring two sheets of paper and give them to Sieghardt.

"What's this?

"This is a peeler named Peeler, and this is a slicer, a thin-cut cookware."

It was helpful to have been practicing painting to draw a finished prediction drawing.

Though art grades are bottomed up in the normal, Isaac can also paint with a degree of humanity.

You should know what you want me to make enough out of this painting.

"You're both using something like a razor blade. How do you use it?

Sieghardt seems intrigued.

I look at the drawings jiggly.

"I use this peeler to peel vegetables. Like this."

Isaac tries to sharpen his left arm with his right finger.

"I see. What's like a stick in front of this blade?

"A guide to make sure you point it smoothly because when you hit the blade directly it can be at a deep angle or it won't peel off well...... something like that"

"So how do you use something like flipping this over here?

"It's something that allows anyone to cut vegetables at the same thickness. Just move it on this blade and it should cut nicely.... both will actually need to be made and fine-tuned."

Exactly. Nor does Isaac even remember what the angle of the blade was like.

If the sharpness was worse, it would be lightly sharpened, but I didn't really look at the angle.

The only way to get things around here is to try and get them wrong while making them.

"Heh. I wonder what the fact that there is no real thing is because he hastily thought about it. Thanks."

"You're welcome."

(In response to Amanda's invitation, I'm glad you went to the Family Medicine Department. Now I can keep Sieghardt's heart attracted)

I just felt like a paper plane wasn't enough.

I wanted to keep my souvenirs handed to me as before, so what happened at the Family Medicine Department was a good stimulus.

Isaac thanks in his heart for Amanda for making a good start.

"I was just wondering, Isaac's idea often suggests something like a housewife's side. I feel strange as a Marquis man. Normally, you come up with something more aristocratic, right?

Isaac has trouble answering Sieghardt's questions.

Because I can't think of any noble ideas.

(I can't tell you that all the ideas are drawn from the memories of previous life...)

Moving her gaze to see if she had any excuse tips, one of the maids went into view.

(This is it!

"I want food. When you want that, who's going to have it ready right away? That's because Cock cooks the food and the servants bring it. If the tools I have in mind make their work easier, I can afford more. That would give you plenty of room when you spend time with your family after you get home, right? It's a little something to use in everyday life, and that's best if it makes everyone's work a little easier. Laundry scissors and peelers can also be used at home. So I was thinking of a new tool that would make life easier from everyone's point of view. I'm not just thankful for paying you."

Isaac stressed that "for those who work in the Mansion".

Because I didn't think it would be strange for a person in a position to use people to suggest laundry scissors or peelers.

The maids who were there were impressed by Isaac's kindness, and Sieghardt was impressed by Isaac's high imagination.

"It's amazing how you can think of things in people's shoes even though you don't use them! I just want you to think about something that could be used in mines and steel mills!

"No, that's a little... I usually see where everyone works, so I can think of what to expect, and I just can't imagine what I could use in a mine or anything."

Isaac declined Sieghardt's offer, saying it was "limitless".

Laundry scissors, peelers and slicers have been used in previous life.

I can't imagine anything that might work in a mine.

"Well again, you were thinking of a wheelbarrow. We're all beginning to understand that the railroad is very convenient, even though it runs a trial run from the mine to the steel mill. You're coming up with something splendid. If you're too humble, you'll hate it."

But this excuse didn't work.

What I've suggested in the past has strangled Isaac.

"That's well...... Dwarf, I just stumbled upon something."

"Then you might come up with something again!

Sieghardt sparkles his eyes and turns his hopeful eyes to Isaac.

(Shit. I might as well have had it put up with just the paper plane this time and given the peeler or something next time...... This happened because of Nicole, too)

Isaac resents Nicole.

I wouldn't have rushed to strengthen my relationship with Dwarf if she hadn't told me, "I know what you think of Pamela."

I have lightly taught Sieghardt the few precious stories left.

Because of this, I am having trouble with the idea after the next time.

Sieghardt's eyes are full of expectations.

"If I can think of one. By the way, you're starting railway operations in Neuizen. Are you using it inside the mine or something?

As usual, Isaac strayed from the subject as soon as it became inconvenient.

"Yeah, just a partial operation yet. Laying a railroad inside the mine is not happening because of the size of the pit. Inside the pit, a wheelbarrow dominates. If you're going to dig a new tunnel, you'll consider using a railroad."

"It is. It's new technology, and it's still coming."

Isaac nods many times on his own.

If Sieghardt had told me, "The railway network is up," I'd have to squeeze out ideas at a higher pace.

I was still feeling like I could buy some time because I think I could get you to focus on the railroad for a while now.

"Hey, what do you mean by mentioning Claude or Sieghardt and not saying anything about me? Isn't it okay if there's a saying I'm happy about a word?

Where Isaac and Sieghardt are talking, Bridget pinches Kendra's mouth as she sits on her lap.

He looked dissatisfied because, unlike Claude, there was no mention of him when he said he was staying at the Marquis's mansion in Wellrod.

Seeing the look on her face like that, Isaac decides to say that line for a long time.

"Hmm, in a change"

Say that again!

- That's what I'm saying, Bridget's coming to protest.

Isaac thought so, but not this time.

"It's terrible... I'm a girl, too. You don't have to say that..."

Bridget covers her eyes with one hand and starts shaking the hand she was holding Kendra.

Isaac is bewildered by a different reaction than he thought.

And Kendra notices Bridget's anomaly and looks worried.

"Oh, come on, Bridget. I feel sorry for you for bullying me"

Seeing her grieving, Kendra protests against Isaac.

- Plus, with contemptuous eyes.

Isaac has never been more upset about this.

Bridget grinned as she confirmed Isaac wandering through the gap between her fingers.

She's growing too.

I've been poking Isaac's weakness precisely.

"I just laughed! I laughed. Because that's an absolute lie and cry!

"Hey, are you lying?

"Yeah, I'm crying."

Bridget answers with the usual voice, not tears.

"He said he didn't."

"He said he wasn't crying!

It's nice that Kendra is growing up to be a sweet kid who believes in people, but I'm worried that she's too honest to be fooled by Bridget's shitty act.

More than that, I'm sorry Kendra hates me for a little joke.

I decided to protest Bridget here.

"Mr. Bridget, it's cowardly to use Kendra for as much as you want! As an elderly man, don't you feel guilty about using your children?

"If so, don't you feel guilty about saying terrible things to women?

"Knock..."

It doesn't sound right either.

Even though it is a joke, it was Isaac who said it first.

I decided to get out of here badly.

"... even though I was joking, I said words that weren't meant to be said. Sorry, sir."

I can't help being mean here.

Isaac chose to stand around not to be hated by Kendra rather than by tiny means.

"Okay then. I forgive you."

Let go of the hand Bridget was covering his eyes.

There wasn't a drop of tears flowing there.

"I made up with your brother, so it's okay now. Don't hate him."

If I apologize properly, they'll take care of me afterwards.

He gave me an explanation, stroking Kendra's head.

Isaac strokes his chest down in a ho.

"Isn't your brother a lousy one?

"Yeah, I'm not."

"Come on, I'm sorry I wanted to"

"What, no, you don't have to worry about it"

"Your brother wasn't a bad guy," Isaac was upset once again, seen with his sister's innocent eyes.

(Sorry, I'm really a bad person...)

He's a level bad guy in the history of the Reid kingdom, such as he's planning a rebellion.

- When Kendra grows up, what would you think if you found out what your brother did?

Thinking about it makes me feel like I'm doing something terrible right now.

But I can't stop doing all this.

I knew how Pamela felt, and I knew she wasn't a stalker trying to convey her one-sided feelings.

Isaac couldn't stop now.

Salvation means Jason hangs out with Nicole and starts a war.

The more Elias is called the Wise King, the more peaceful the time is now.

Jason, who succeeded after that, said to Nicole, "I will give you the end of this world," and those who stood for it should also go away if they tried to start a war.

"To stop the war, it was an unavoidable situation," he might have been able to insist.

To do so, we need Jason to take a big step off the road.

Do you want to hold Nicole back? No, but it's hard to lose control any more)

Not just to get Pamela.

In order not to be disappointed by Kendra, who grew up, he was made to realize that the hurdles had gone up once again.