Chapter 332 Lesson 330: Important Doubts

A few nights later.

I was thinking in the room.

Charles still doesn't give the answer.

I don't have much time. When I'm grumpy, the other one moves out.

"You look difficult again."

"Whose fault do you think it is?

I heard voices again.

Balcony. T r ans la ted b y jpｍt l.c om

When I moved my gaze over there, there was another Shall with his hips on the fence.

"Let me tell you something, it's not safe, is it?

"I'm fine."

That's what I said. Shull bangs his leg and laughs ahahaha.

I'm comfortable with the fact that whenever a seizure comes along, it's not weird.

I'll head to the balcony and ask Char.

"Ha... did you get the answer that you're here? Tr a n s lat ed b y Jp ｍtl .ｃ om

"Almost. I'm sure you're here."

"Confirm?"

Charles snorts at my words.

And I started the old story looking at the sky.

"My parents died at an early age and my grandfather was my substitute. I've been taught so many things."

"As long as you envy me."

"Isn't it? So, there's this in your grandfather's teaching-- take care of your doubts."

"... that sounds like a Marquis Zweik word"

Doubt arises everywhere.

I can't build relationships or anything like that when I'm trapped in something like that.

But doubts do matter.

Because it's a cherished suspicion, and I can trust you if that can be resolved.

"No matter how good you do, you shouldn't trust the person who keeps you suspicious. Whether the opposite is done badly, the person who will resolve the suspicions you have deserves credit. That's what your grandfather taught you."

"I see... I mean, you have doubts about me?

"Right. I've been asking my grandfather's side for the past few days. Your grandfather helped the mercenaries, including the people who hid them." T ra ns la te d b y ｊp ｍ tl.ｃo ｍ

"What's the answer?

"Nobody knew."

Charles' eyes, which were pointed at the starry sky, turn to me.

It's suspicious in its eyes.

Shall's credibility cannot be won without resolving this.

"Who are you? Schwartz."

A former nobleman of a borderline country.

When he became a mercenary regiment with the ministerial corps, he was helped by the Marquis of Zweik.

That's the setting.

It's easy to deceive. But that would create new doubts.

Was there really such a nobleman?

I can't find out in Char. I don't have the technique to solve that suspicion either. Because I just don't have the evidence.

Marquis Zweik is a good word to leave behind.

As the lord of the aristocracy, there will be no more words for it.

Tran sl a t ed by Jp ｍ tl.com Take care of doubts and how they face each other. Measure the target with it. That's the thing.

The right of initiative lies with the other party. Resolve your doubts if you want trust. This one will have to be sincere.

It is difficult to lie without any suspicion. All the more so if they suspect it.

The trouble depends on how we face it.

"If you're not gonna say anything, I can't say anything either."

"... you were learning from the Marquis Zweik properly."

"Of course. Something I was going to inherit."

That's right.

In front of me is Marquis Zweik's successor.

He is also the granddaughter of the Duke of Roenstein, but before that he was succeeded by Kaoru of the Marquis of Zweik.

I can't be unfaithful, and I can't get through.

"I have a teacher, too. The teacher used to tell me. There's nothing thinner than a lie you can't possibly tell."

"What do you mean?

"I don't lie to myself. When you think you can't deceive me, just give me the white flag."

My grandfather is the emperor who won the battle for the throne.

T ra n sl a t ed b y jpm t l.ｃo m The words are always convincing.

People lie to others, but they're bad at lying to themselves.

There's a lot of effort to delude yourself, and you can't fool others if you seem to be using your energy for that.

That's why I can't if I don't think I can.

I don't lie. I don't want to lie.

I can't deceive. I don't want to deceive you.

You shouldn't lie when your heart says you can't.

I'll take my hood off slowly.

And I introduced myself again.

"I am the seventh prince of the empire, Arnold Lakes Ardler. Let me apologize for deceiving you, even though I didn't do it the way I did. Miss Charlotte von Roenstein."

"... why didn't you delude me? If you wanted to delude me, you would have deluded me. You know I hate the royal family, and why did you identify yourself?

"I might have had the means. But I didn't think I could delude you. There's no other hand to spit out honestly than that."

Shull's eyes won't leave me.

But there's no more doubt there was.

If you make a scene here that Char doesn't like royalty or anything, I have no hitter.

You won't be forced to go under the Duke of Roenstein. I doubt such a hand would succeed, but it's easier than deceiving Schal here.

"... I'm in trouble"

"What's the trouble?

The opposite interaction when we first spoke here.

Charles looked up at the starry sky with a bitter smile.

"Grandpa said when he helped the dark-haired prince. That's why you must be royal and have something close to certainty."

"The Marquis is an outgoing chat."

"Grandpa used to like stories. But the story of helping the prince was my grandfather's favorite. I always smile at Kaishin and add at the end that I'm impressed."

"Right..."

"There are two brunette black-eyed princes in the royal family. You and your twin brother. Which one of you did Grandpa help?

"Unfortunately, it's me."

"Well... I know Prince Leonardo would have said I was impressed, but more importantly, you were better known as the Prince."

There is no malice in Char's words.

It just feels like I'm talking in my heart.

"My grandfather... after the Crown Prince's death, he stood on his own arrow not to cause a battle to divide the country. The royal family did nothing against it. Just for convenience and use. That's why I hate royalty."

"Oh, yeah"

I know, I can't use words that I understand.

There's no way I can understand it. This one is the perpetrator.

I can imagine. But it's far from understanding.

The pain is only known to those who were beaten and those who were beside them. There is no pain on the side of the beating.

"But... Gordon, who betrayed that grandfather's sincere wishes, is more unforgivable. Gordon could win as he is. The House of the Duke of Roenstein might be fine with that. But not the Marquis Zweik. I will not allow that future alone."

Charles told that in a strong determined voice.

And then he got off the fence and stood in front of me.

Iris. Different colored eyes shoot me through.

"What's the chance of convincing the Duke of Roenstein?

"That's half. It depends on how far the Duke thinks about his house and the North"

"That's not a bad chance of winning. Fine. The Marquis of Zweik will give you a ride."

"... you don't like royalty, do you?

"I hate it. But Grandpa said so. The title says it's an interpretation, a title. I believe in my eyes more than the title of your royal family. You showed good faith in my suspicions, and I know you're a good man. Honestly, I thought it would be more than just being royal. Then I was going to let him eat thunder... you didn't work the way I imagined. So I believe you. my own impression and appreciation of you rather than a preconceived notion of the title."

That's what Charles broke his knee in front of me.

"With one forty-seven northern gates, let the Marquis of Zweik help His Royal Highness. Knowledge given to me by my grandfather and my thunder for His Highness's sake."

"... helpful. Want?"

"... let me inherit the Marquis Zweik family because I don't mind after the war. My last name is unlikely to be anything other than Zweik."

"Okay. It's cheap."

There are no traces at the Marquis Zweik house.

You'd be talking about an adopted son if you wanted to make him survive, but if you're about to do that, you'd better get Char.

The problem is the Duke of Roenstein, but let's try to persuade him to include it there.

"Roenstein's resentment of the royal family is deeply rooted, isn't it?

"I know. That's why I'm here. I can't lose a cruel memorabilia fight."

That's what I laughed and showed him.