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Chapter 7
I'm Curious Too
Ferda, who was staying in the guest room and studying.
He made a face as if he had misheard and asked.
"Meet the lords?"
"Yes."
But Ruri nodded.
Еň ũm̆ a . і ď
"Do you know why our Master is called the 'Duke King' of Valdrova?"
"I know. She killed the Black Dragon, Godwin, and received a position from the Arken Empire."
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Black Dragon Godwin.
The Phase of Darkness, and the root of all evil things.
He was a being of true pure evil, a creature that desired chaos on this continent enough to contribute to the birth of the Demon King.
The one who decisively cut his breath was none other than the Red Dragon Valdrova.
En u m а̊. í d̄
"I heard that because of that, she bears the name Duke King and holds territory on the Far East Front."
"That is correct. You are more knowledgeable than you look. Do you know how many territories in total are under Lady Valdrova?"
"Isn't it 15? Including the outer villages, 108."
"...Total population?"
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"All combined, 5,256,532, but I wouldn't know about recent births and deaths."
At that answer, Ruri openly frowned.
Ẇ е́ b ṅ о v̀ е́l̊ Е num̀а́_
"You know well. For someone who claims no interest in power."
Dragon Fear tinged with a hint of disgust.
Ferda just shrugged.
"Would there be any greater shame than a future spouse not knowing what their partner does?"
"Your words sound plausible."
Of course, Ruri didn't believe those words.
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Ruri's suspicions, which she had found suspicious, were only tilting further toward conviction.
In reality, Ferda hadn't studied for that reason either.
'Because I'm bored.'
After piercing through the Circles, there was nothing to do.
When he was desperately trying to pierce the Circles, even using the whole day wasn't enough, but now it's terribly leisurely.
There was no need to study things he already knew uselessly more.
Ӗ n u m̀å . і̆ d
So with the thought of studying a bit more about stories concerning Valdrova, he touched upon her story.
"Anyway, how about meeting them?"
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"Not interested. I don't want to go unless it's something I absolutely must do."
"Even if you're not interested, once you marry Master, you officially become the Prince Consort. If Master handles the outside, the Prince Consort must handle the inside."
"So I become the Lady of the House."
"Yes."
Ē ṅ ŭm̆ а̂
A man becoming the Lady of the House.
That means the man is more incompetent than the woman.
In the noble world, it's a humiliating thing to the point of being called embarrassing.
'Something to be humiliated about... no, it's not.'
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He's the spouse of none other than Valdrova, who is called the Tyrant.
In a situation where the species itself is another class, the current Ferda has no power to stand equal to her.
Ênum̃ a
Even so, just becoming her spouse and leading the household is a tremendous thing.
'I have to manage the lords...'
Ferda pondered and then answered her proposal.
"Understood. I'll meet them."
"Then I will summon them."
Ruri bowed politely and left.
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Ferda was sharp-eyed until the end, and he could notice that Ruri's gaze was not ordinary.
Ferda had known her intentions for a long time.
'As expected, she doesn't trust me.'
Seeing Things Stirs the Heart.
Originally, even a good person, when power is placed before their eyes, wants to grasp that power.
And once someone seizes power, they never try to let it go again.
W̌ёb̊ n̈ о vѐ l̈ Ê n ǔm̆ ā
That is human.
'But I also wonder.'
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Ferda didn't know himself well, just as he didn't know Ruri.
When not burning with vengeance, what choice would he make at a time like this?
So he decided to test it.
What choice he would make in the testing ground she laid out.
Еńŭm ã
"Understood. Let's meet them once."
* * *
There was a saying among jokes about the nobles of the Serdes Continent.
Nobles give up more territory the further they go to the provinces.
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Because central nobles were generally fat, but frontier nobles generally maintained lean physiques.
Because they couldn't even gain weight with the anxiety of not knowing when monsters would invade and having to enter combat readiness.
É n̂ úm̂ а̂
However, the lords of the Far East were completely different from such jokes.
"Lord Bosh! Your belly has grown a lot!"
"Hahaha! Lately, my throat keeps drying up from worry, so I just keep eating. What can I do?"
Far East Front Union Chairman.
There, 15 lords gathered in one place, their double chins jiggling.
It had been truly a long time since they gathered in one place like this.
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"But what is it that you suddenly summoned us like this? It's been quiet for the past few days, so there shouldn't be any need for you to interfere..."
"Would it do to be so ignorant of worldly affairs? Didn't the Duke King recently take a fiancé? She told us to have an audience with that fiancé."
"Fiancé?"
The lord hearing the news for the first time was startled.
"What crazy bastard in the world would get engaged to the Duke King?"
"Right. Anyone who isn't an idiot wouldn't mean engagement in that sense either..."
Еnü m a . їd
"Looks like they expelled even the Super Idiot among idiots."
At the same time, they started to wonder who the one who accepted it was.
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"They say that Super Idiot is the third son of the Rosnova Family."
"Rosnova? The Arken Empire's Guardian Knight family! I heard everyone of that bloodline is outstanding..."
"That third son doesn't seem to be. I heard he's weak compared to other families, let alone a mere soldier. So even his own father kicked him out."
"Weaker than a common soldier? Then he's really a Defective Product, isn't he?"
Е̄.n̆u m̄а.îd
"Hah! To think we have to waste time meeting a Defective Product..."
"A Defective Product, and he's late on top of that..."
The elderly lords had displeased faces.
Anger welled up at the thought of a brat with green age strutting around.
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"So what will you all do?"
"Do what?"
Wе̊b.ň о̌v е̊l̃ Е̄ n̄um̆ а̌
"The Duke King's Prince Consort... still, there should be a position, so how will everyone respond..."
Then the oldest lord answered like this.
"Anyway, we're destined to be torn apart by the Duke King Valdrova. Why would we bow our heads to that guy?"
"Right."
"Why would we bow our heads?"
An atmosphere where everyone seemed to agree.
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"Lord Ferda Rosnova is entering!"
Everyone fixed their clothes and made serious, dignified faces.
They were lords who led residents on the front lines, after all.
So they intended to crush the spirit of the stone that rolled in right from the start.
With the doorkeeper's shout, the conference hall door opens.
Gray hair, blue eyes.
Е́n̊úm̃ а̊ .i d̄_
Worthy of the Duke King Valdrova's Prince Consort, he wore a red formal attire with Valdrova's emblem embroidered in gold trim.
Up to there was as heard, and within the realm of prediction.
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What deviated from prediction was indeed Ferda's own presence.
'They said Defective Product...'
'A Defective Product that's tall and smart-looking.'"
His body being frail is only compared to a warrior family; in his walking appearance, etiquette was ingrained.
Ẁ е̄ b̂.n о̊ v ê l̄_ En̄ŭm ӓ
But what they commonly found most impressive was his gaze.
It wasn't simply a cheeky gaze mixed with a child's rebellion.
Inside those eyes, a calm lake seemed to be contained.
They tensed involuntarily at the appearance and atmosphere unfitting for his age.
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Ferda's lips parted.
"Speak."
Enū m̀ӑ
A young adult's voice just past puberty.
But it let out a resonance with the weight of a middle-aged man who had crossed rough years.
"Soon, I will become the Duke King Valdrova's Prince Consort."
Ferda puts his hands behind his back.
His blue eyes swept over them one by one.
It was an utterly rude action, but no one opened their mouth.
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No.
They couldn't.
'What kind of eyes does this brat have...'
'Just what the hell is this guy?!'
A feeling like facing a single wild beast.
No one could resist, and they were all overwhelmed by that gaze.
É n̆ûṁа
They realized only after confronting the situation.
That the Super Idiot proceeding with the engagement to Valdrova is not a Defective Product.
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"Then, do I have to speak formally to you all, or informally?"
* * *
About 30 minutes ago
Ferda arrived at the Far East Front Union Conference Hall.
W̌ ѐ b̈ no v el̂ Ё n ũm̀ а́
Since he moved for official duties, Ferda rode in a carriage.
Ferda checked his watch.
"Very late."
Ferda was strict about time appointments.
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Even 1 minute is annoying, but 10 minutes is no different from treason.
However, Ruri, the culprit of this lateness, answered administratively.
W е̌ bn о vе̂.l Е̄nü m ä
"You don't know anything. 10 minutes late is basic for Taking the Initiative."
"Is that necessary?"
"It's a basic quality of dragons, and the most important moment for organizing hierarchy."
"Even if I have no interest?"
"Please always keep in mind whose Prince Consort you are becoming."
Valdrova's Prince Consort.
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As he said that, he reflexively repeated it in his head.
Ruri stepped back one step and followed behind him.
Walking along the Red Carpet like that, Ferda suddenly wondered.
'If I become the Duke King Valdrova's Prince Consort, what happens to the hierarchy?'
The noble world is complicated in its own way.
For central nobles, hierarchy follows position.
W̃ e̊ b̈ nó v̊el̈ _Е̂n̈ u m̆а̊
But further out to the outskirts, the sword is closer than the law, so they treat those who have served long well.
'Officially, as Prince Consort, I'm no different from a king, but that won't be enough...'
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Current Ferda is 18 years old.
That is, outwardly, a young and inexperienced bastard.
If a suddenly appearing fiancé acts like a king out of nowhere, the lords rebelling was a foregone conclusion.
Walking like that, Ferda arrived at the conference hall entrance.
W еb ǹо v е̂ l̊ E nü m̊ а
Ferda saw 15 seats arranged in a circle.
The seat directly connected from the door was empty, that was Valdrova's seat.
That is, the place that would become Ferda's seat.
Instead of going there, Ferda stood in the center and looked up at them one by one.
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"Speak. Soon, I will become the Duke King Valdrova's Prince Consort."
It was a truly pure question.
Ѐ n̄ ŭ m̆а̃_. id̊
"Then, do I have to speak formally to you all, or informally?"
Ferda made eye contact with each one, gauging where his position should be.
All the lords looked down at him with tense faces.
They looked at each other and hesitated to answer.
Ferda scratched his head.
"Hmm, was my question a difficult one?"
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"Ah, no..."
"That is..."
The reason they couldn't answer was simple.
Because in the act of answering 'you must speak formally' or 'you must speak informally,' the line is drawn.
Who would have known the brat who came as a fiancé would make them line up first?
The oldest lord opened his mouth first.
E n̈ u m̆ а̃. і̃d̀
"We are lords staying under the light of the Duke King Valdrova. It is right to speak formally to the one who will become Prince Consort."
"Is that so?"
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"But the lords here are all those who have devoted loyalty to the country and dedicated themselves to the people. It is right for the Prince Consort to also treat us with courtesy befitting that."
It sounded like an answer, but in the end, it was no different from passing the question back saying it depends on what you do.
Ferda heard those words and asked him.
"What is your name?"
Ѐ n̂ǔ m̂ а̇..і d́
"Ulbera Consilirus."
"I see. Count Consilirus? Can I call you that?"
"Yes."
The old lord smiled faintly and nodded his head.
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"So."
"Yes?"
Е̃ñ um̀ а
"So, do I have to speak formally, or informally? You didn't answer my question at all."
Ferda narrowed his eyes and stared at him.
The old lord answered again with a troubled face.
"Speaking informally is right."
"I see. Answer received. Count Consilirus. If I had spoken formally first, I would have greatly discomforted you all, right?"
"R-right now, you're speaking like this, so there's nothing more to ask for."
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It was his first time in politics, but he could fully understand what this situation was.
Ferda had seized the initiative against the lords.
'I didn't intend to make them submit.'
Ferda felt the need to explain, so he said to them.
"Don't worry. Even if I become the Duke King's Prince Consort, nothing will change much. I have no great interest in what you all do. So you all just do as you please. Whether you exploit or show mercy."
"What do you mean, exploit?"
Е̌ nûm̃а ..іd
A man rising as if he couldn't let Ferda's words pass.
He looked to be in his mid-20s with a fierce impression.
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Relatively young, and wearing a mage's insignia on his chest.
Hearing those words, Ferda thought.
I made a slip of the tongue.
"No ill intent. It just came out that way as I spoke."
Ẃ е b̊ n ӧ v еl Е̇n ù m̊ ã
"Looking at you, you seem to be getting cocky just because you're engaged to the Duke King. You'd better mind your manners, young fiancé! If you stood as a mage and a mage, you should have bowed down to me!"
"What!"
"Wh-what kind of words are those!"
The old and fat lords broke out in cold sweat and stopped him.
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Like seeing a candle placed before a fuse, everyone held their breath.
"Hmm..."
W̃ӗ b̌ň оv е̂l Ĕ n̈ ǔ m̌а
Ferda wasn't particularly angry at that rudeness.
Instead, he only had a question about his words.
'Can I beat that human?'
Having awakened as a mage, Ferda could see mana with his two eyes.
The amount of mana Tessalos the man held was not ordinary.
Ferda, tapping his forehead with his index finger while thinking, asks him.
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"What is your name?"
"Tessalos of the Walcher Family!"
Ferda chewed on that name.
Tessalos Walcher... a name he'd heard somewhere.
Not important right now, so he let it pass for now.
"What Circle have you reached?"
Е̊n̂ u m а̃
"4th Circle. I'm a mage who can use 4th Circle magic."
"Hmm, not bad."
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"...Not bad?"
For Tessalos, a 4th Circle mage, it was an absurd thing.
Just reaching 4th Circle makes you a mage who receives precious treatment anywhere.
'Prince Consort my ass, just kill him?'
E̊ num а̃ .ïd̆
Tessalos felt his blood boiling.
If he weren't the Duke King's Prince Consort, he would have already cursed him out and fired magic.
"I'm interested in you. So can I ask one favor?"
"You show such an insolent attitude and still have something to ask me?!"
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His face turned red, and Ferda nodded seeing that face.
"You'll probably like it too. Duel with me."
Е̊ n ům а́
He'd trained enough, so it was time for a real battle.
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