Chapter 330 Episode 328: Charlotte

The funeral was solemnly held.

It was not flashy, and all the inhabitants were crying.

And night.

You saved me, so I could get a room in the Lords' Hall.

I was supposed to talk to the Marquis Zweik about the future, but my plans went a lot crazy.

I was going to use the help of the Marquis of Zweik to persuade the northern nobility. I need you to meet me to convince me.

I need the power of connectivity. Anyway, I'm the young leader of a mercenary regiment with no merit whatsoever.

T r a nsl ated b y jpｍ t l.coｍ If I'd revealed myself once and for all to get you to meet me, my presence would have leaked and I'd be taken lightly.

I still want to choose when to reveal my identity here.

There is no longer a Marquis of Zweik with tremendous influence in the northern nobility. All northern nobles owe the Marquis of Zweik and would not have refused if Marquis of Zweik had asked for it.

I was thinking of gathering leading aristocrats and having a meeting, but I can't use that anymore.

"I'm in trouble."

"What's the trouble?

I shrugged in the room, but I got a response.

Looking at the balcony in the futon room, there was Charlotte. Tra n s la t ed by ｊpｍ tl .ｃ om

Besides, he sits on the balcony fence.

You looked like a sick man during the day, but you're feeling better.

"... are you in danger?

"I'm fine. 'Cause I'm feeling good today."

That's what Charlotte said. Niya grinned lightly.

I don't trust you at all.

"It's not a matter of health. What if it falls?

"Hmmm...... Ouch"

"If you know, don't."

"Because the wind feels good. What if Mr. Schwartz came too?

That's what I say. She laughs haha.

It's a child with a different face.

I don't think I just lost my grandfather's granddaughter.

"Am I heartbroken?

T ra nsl a t ed by ｊpm tl.ｃ o ｍ "I'm heartbroken too. I feel like talking to someone. Talk to me."

"Ha..."

She doesn't have a choice to go somewhere.

Giving up and going out to the balcony, Charlotte was looking up at the sky with her legs bluffing.

The starry sky is beautiful.

"What did you owe Grandpa?

"... When I was a kid, I got help. Not only that, it also showed me the way."

"Sounds like a grandfather. You're very nice."

"... I lost a spare person. I wish I could have come sooner."

"I couldn't get out of bed all the time, so never mind. The doctor said he couldn't handle it either. I've been having a hard time, and I can't help it."

Charlotte sighed after she muttered.

The cause of the hard work would be the conflict between the northern nobility and the royal family. The Marquis has been in charge of a critical balance by himself. There is no way to stay healthy.

"... may I ask you one thing?

"Whatever. Whatever."

"Why did you allow the rebellion? Is that all the knights in the realm?

Tr ans lat e d by Jpmt l .ｃo ｍ "... you know the war going on in the north, right? That's why security is getting worse everywhere. The knights are scattered throughout the realm. That's why I allowed the rebellion. And then it's my fault."

"Yours?

I didn't know it was my fault.

I ask back because it was unexpected.

Charlotte nods without looking concerned.

"Yes, it's my fault. Because I'm still a super strong magician."

……

"Uh, I doubt it. Even though it's true."

"I don't doubt it. I know you have mighty magic, and I saw a giant lightning strike before I entered the city."

"Yes, yes. That's my magic. But I got sick... and if I was feeling better, I wouldn't have had a problem with that number."

That wouldn't be a mistake, though.

If you could easily shoot that level of magic, it shouldn't have been hard to control.

That I was relying on the power of Charlotte to send knights all over the place? So he said it was his fault.

Well, I know what you're trying to say.

But.

"I'm not impressed with counting sick people in battle." T ra nsla t ed b y ｊp ｍtl.c om

"Because my illness is special. I'm doing well most of the time. It's just that suddenly I get a seizure that makes it hard to stand. I don't know when it will come, sometimes it will heal quickly, sometimes it will prolong. I didn't expect a seizure shortly after I shot the magic..."

Thank God we're here.

"Right. Thanks."

I guess I really appreciate it.

The words contained extraordinary thoughts.

No people died in that commotion. Only a few injured. The damage to the house is minimal.

It would be a miraculous result for a bandit to have been drawn into the city.

That's why we're appreciated.

But that gratitude should not be directed.

Why is the north rough?

Because Gordon created a base in the north and Leo went on that crusade.

Security has deteriorated as a result of the confusion between the two armies. Bandits consisting of army deserters and bandits targeting supplies to be transported became rampant.

It's all the royal responsibility.

With that in mind, Charlotte was staring at the city with a cold look.

"... what would have happened if there had been damage to the city?

"I don't know. Didn't the other lords move?

"Right. Grandpa had a desire... but I hate northern aristocracy. I pressed it all against Grandpa. I can't thank you enough for helping me now."

"... then you hate the royal family more?

"Right. Probably the most hated thing in the world. He uses his grandfather as a receptacle for grievances, and at the end of the sentence, he's at war in the north. Because of that, Grandpa..."

I know exactly how Charlotte feels.

A relative of the Marquis Zweik would be a natural emotion.

The royal family has not rewarded the northern nobility, but also the Marquis of Zweik for anything.

Marquis Zweik has done his best not to cause strife in the north. Yet war has broken out in the north. Because of the imperial battle, yes.

"I also hate emperors. I hate princes and princesses. But the most unforgivable thing is Gordon."

"He's a prince who should have leaned against the Northern aristocracy."

"Yes! And yet Gordon did nothing! I thought only of buying the emperor's pleasure, and if the rebellion failed, I fled to the north to bring in the war fire! I'll never forgive you! This land has always been protected by my grandfather."

"I agree with that. That's why I came under the Marquis, too. I didn't think I'd leave that prince alone. I thought I could help you with something."

"... Grandpa was moving securely. I was writing to the northern nobles. I'm writing to you to discuss the issue of the North."

"That's the Marquis."

I'm not telling you to put your hands together with Leo cheaply.

That's because it reverses the nerves of the northern aristocracy.

As a result of the discussion, it seems to be the Marquis who tries to lead us to a satisfactory answer.

"What about that letter?

It's in storage.

"Then you will succeed? We're gonna cooperate?

It can also be described as the suicide note of the Marquis Zweik.

With it, many northern aristocrats would move their minds.

The effect would be immense if my granddaughter stood up.

But.

"I can't. Something that only Grandpa can persuade you to write to."

"... the Duke of Roenstein"

"Yes. If that man doesn't move, the Northern aristocrats don't. No matter what you say because you're stubborn. Only your grandfather could have. But Grandpa isn't here anymore."

"Can't you do that?

"I can't do it because it's me. I'm not the kind of guy who moves in the words of a bloody grandson. Besides, I don't like your grandfather over there."

"... what?

What did Charlotte say now?

Blood-connected grandson?

What's this all about?

"Oh, you didn't say. My name is Charlotte von Roenstein. My father is the son of the Duke of Roenstein, and my mother is the daughter of the Marquis of Zweik."

That is.

It also meant Gordon's cousin.