Chapter 642

Episode 642: Political Strategy (6)

I don’t have a hobby of telling my story in front of others, but for today, I just closed my eyes and spoke.

If you go over it, it’s clear that this issue will continue to be mentioned…

Moreover, it is also the matter of their daughter (not their biological daughter) and daughter-like child.

“Misha Karlstein and I are just ordinary colleagues now.”

At the first word, the matriarch’s forehead wrinkles.

And you’re just an ordinary co-worker who blocked my daughter’s marriage path? Staring at me with eyes that say

On the other hand, the fairy representative’s expression brightened.

Of course, it was only for a short time.

“Oh then—.”

“The same goes for Erwen Fornacci di Tercia.”

The fairy representative’s expression immediately hardened after hearing my next words.

“Oh, so that means you don’t have a partner yet?”

Mr. Yong did not miss this opportunity and targeted a niche market, but this too was cut off like a knife.

“But that doesn’t mean I will become your son-in-law. “I’ve never thought about it with reason, whether it’s Fen or Ravien.”

“I understand cancer. The affection between a man and a woman is important. “It’s a shame.”

Surprisingly, Mr. Yong easily agreed to what I said.

And I asked this back.

“Perhaps I may give you some advice?”

“…Listen.”

“For a person like you, an arranged marriage may not be necessary. “Because you stood up alone and achieved so much.”

“But that’s it.”

After saying that, Mr. Yong sipped his tea for a moment, then looked into my eyes and continued speaking.

“What a paradox, that is why, no matter who you contract with, your marriage will be used for political purposes. Please keep that in mind.”

It’s such natural advice that it feels like everything we’ve brought up about marriage so far has been a build-up for this moment.

Perhaps Mr. Yong really wanted to let me know through the reactions of the head of the family or the fairy representative.

Isn’t the situation such a chaotic situation with the invasion of Noark and the blockade of Bifron?

The head of the family or the head of the fairy, who must have gone through all sorts of hardships, really didn’t mean to push for the sake of the children who were like her daughters.

“Anyway, if you don’t have a specific partner, come visit the temple often. “Our youngest daughter wants to see you.”

Hmm… suddenly the advice I just heard started to feel impure, but whatever.

“…not really a pen.”

“Oh, so is your sister okay?”

“….”

As I stare at him with a puzzled look, Mr. Yong bursts into a frivolous laugh that doesn’t fit his serious face.

“Puhaha! Just a joke. Just a joke. So, you guys, don’t say anything to this friend anymore. Do you understand?” Sёarᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Soon, Uncle Yong smiled widely and I felt the somewhat tense atmosphere clear up.

‘Is this what age is…?’

Even when the eldest man, Mr. Yong, came out like this, an atmosphere was created where it was difficult for the head of the family or the fairy representatives to speak up any more…

“More than that, I would like to talk about this situation. What do you guys think?”

With this natural change of topic, the story about my marriage was completely over.

“In this case….”

“I guess you’re talking about the invasion of Noark.”

From then on, I opened my ears and listened in hopes of gaining information that I had not heard before, but unfortunately, there was no significant gain.

Wouldn’t the situation be very different here or in Melves?

“There is a rumor that there is a wizard in Noark who has inherited the great sage’s vision.”

“You touched the protective magic circle without the royal family’s sacred item, so it’s unlikely that such a rumor would come out.”

“I heard there’s a good chance it’s not just a rumor.”

“Yes… there was that magic that teleported tens of thousands of Noarkans from the underground fortress at once.”

As the conversation continued, some things came out that I hadn’t heard from Melves, but these were just things that came to light as more time passed.

There seemed to be no significant difference in information power between the two groups.

That’s because Melves was created by nobles from different races gathering together.

If information is known to the head of the tribe, it is natural for them to know it too, and vice versa.

‘Well, just by looking at it, it looks like Mr. Yong knows something.’

Perhaps because that feeling was evident in the conversation, knowingly or unknowingly, the other representatives felt uncomfortable and tried to criticize Uncle Yong, but Uncle Yong just passed the situation over with a shameless expression.

“Well, I don’t know anything either. “If I find out anything later, I’ll let you know right away.”

Hmm, I’m sure you know something.

If I ask you later, will you give me a little hint? It is unknown, but after that, the meeting continued with only meaningless conversations and eventually came to an end.

“It was a useful position. See you next time then.”

After we were all gone, we all got up and left the conference room, but as we reached the entrance, I felt a sense of deprivation.

“…Dumoka, thank you for your hard work.”

“I have prepared a Ragsian carriage.”

“I will take you to the sacred place.”

The dwarf fairy beastman, as well as the viscount and the private soldiers and servants he brought with him, come out to meet him. Oh, by the way, there was only one person brought from the Yongin tribe.

“Hmm…!”

The white-haired old man Yongin quickly hid something he was fiddling with as soon as he saw me.

The same person who gave me a ring puzzle as a problem in the Dragon Temple a while back, saying he was testing my insight.

“Oh, you said you couldn’t get it back?”

When he gets interested and tries to look at the puzzle hidden behind him, Yongin’s grandfather gets scared and turns around.

“This is a different item from back then…”

Huh? But why does this old man talk like that?

Ah… Now that I’m a noble and a tribal leader, has it become harder to talk to me like it used to be?

“Can I take a look?”

At my question, Grandpa Yongin trembled and looked for help at Uncle Yong who was next to him.

It’s not like anyone is bothering me.

‘I don’t know what to say now.’

In the past, I didn’t have any qualms about doing anything because I didn’t have the power or status, but now I feel like I’m just using power.

“done. “I won’t see you, so go quickly.”

“…Thank you.”

No, thank you.

Did someone really steal it?

“Then we’ll just go first. When I have time, I will also stop by the temple. “You are always welcome.”

“i get it.”

Realizing that it wasn’t just a polite thing to say, but that we should talk alone later, I nodded, and with that, Mr. Yong coolly disappeared from before my eyes.

“Okay then.”

Ah, this guy’s idiom was related to space movement.

Is there a race as fraudulent as the true dragons?

‘Then I’ll slowly…’

It was at that time that I passed the moderately busy entrance and was about to go out. From somewhere, I felt a gaze that was so persistent that it felt burdensome.

‘What is this guy?’

The person looking at him is one of several people brought from the fairy tribe…

‘…Huh?’

The fairy man who made eye contact with me approached me with long strides and revealed his identity.

“Nice to meet you, Baron Yandel. “Beleg susia di tersiara.”

It was a famous yet familiar name.

“Ah, it’s you…”

Beleg Shusia di Tercia.

He is a high-ranking explorer with one of the highest status within the fairy race…

“He is Erwen’s maternal uncle.”

One of Erwen’s few remaining ‘family members’.

This is my first time meeting him in person, but I have heard a lot about this man from Erwen and I have a certain crush on him.

That’s because it was this man who saved Sister Erwen’s life when the dragon slayer carried out a terrorist attack on the fairy sacred site.

Afterwards, he helped Erwen in many ways.

“nice to meet. “I really wanted to see you someday.”

“Me too.”

“…huh?”

I offered to shake his hand with a happy heart, but for some reason, I felt quite a bit of grip on the other person’s hand.

So at first I really thought this was something.

That’s because I couldn’t remember the last time something like this happened.

‘Hmm…’

After thinking for a moment about what to do, I just waited without putting any pressure on my hands.

He is also someone that Erwen is grateful to.

In the first place, what would I gain if I used my strength to beat him?

‘Ah, yes, this is adulthood…’

With that in mind, I just smiled and stayed still, and the handshake ended as the other side relaxed.

And…

“As expected, you can’t trust rumors at all.”

…huh?

what? Did I become confident because I thought my strength was weak?

It was a car that made you tilt your head.

“It meant that he was a very difficult person to deal with because his behavior was far from impatient and he did not place value on meaningless fights.”

He, who had suddenly been praising me, bowed to me with a serious look on his face.

“Thanks to you, I’m less worried. “I will take good care of that child from now on.”

I felt a little dazed.

If I had won the handshake by using force, this kind of evaluation would not have occurred.

However, that ambiguous feeling lasts only for a moment.

“Okay then…”

Soon, I received a glance from the fairy leader and as I watched him join the group, I was captivated by another kind of strange sensation.

‘Beleg Shusia di Tercia….’

Why do I keep feeling like I’ve seen this before somewhere?

***

The tribal meeting was a less enjoyable event than I expected.

It was also a place full of completely unexpected types of discomfort.

‘…I didn’t do anything in particular, but I’m really tired.’

Now, the only remaining schedule until the next labyrinth opens is the royal meeting to be held in two days.

Well, since I just finished a long exploration, I plan to skip this exploration…

‘Apart from not going in, I’m curious about the bottom…’

How will the situation change in the future?

From my experience, if you enter the labyrinth in a situation like this, something bad is bound to happen.

“Ugh…”

After thinking about it on the street for a while, I stopped by the administrative office headquarters in Karnon and sent a message to the shrine.

The plan was to stay for a few more days and even attend a royal meeting before heading back while I was out….

Thump!

Soon after leaving the administrative office, I took a carriage and went straight to Gnome Tree.

Well, Mr. Yong might know something.

In fact, he even sent me a silent sign telling me to come anytime.

I decided that it would be more productive to talk to Mr. Yong alone when I was tired and taking a break.

‘…If I had known this would be like this, I would have asked you to take me with you when we parted

earlier…’ Still, as I was snoring and falling asleep as usual, the carriage arrived at its destination and there were no problems in getting off the carriage and entering the Dragon’s Shrine. .

“Welcome Baron Yandel.”

Perhaps because of Mr. Yong’s words, the gatekeeper, who is from the Yongin tribe, opened the door without even verifying my identity.

And….

‘It’s really hard to go on foot.’

After climbing the mountain for a long time, I finally arrived at Yongsinjeon, located in the middle of the sacred site of the Yongin people.

“Hmm, I didn’t know you would come so soon.”

“why? You said you could come anytime? Was it just something you said?”

“To be honest… I thought that if you were to come visit me, it would be after the royal meeting was over.”

“Because we cannot live as long as you. “You have to live each day to the fullest.”

“Make every day to the fullest…. “That is truly a good thing.”

“Anyway.”

It wasn’t a relationship worthy of a long introduction, and since the introduction was sufficiently discussed in the previous meeting, I got straight to the point as soon as we met.

“So… is there something you need to tell me? “I think I had that feeling for some reason.”

“Actually, as I said before, I thought you would come after the royal meeting. “At that time, I wanted to hear your thoughts and give you advice if you asked for it.”

“…Is something happening at the meeting?”

“I wouldn’t go so far as to say it’s work… I’ll tell you in advance because you’ll hear it soon anyway.”

Soon, Mr. Yong first revealed that he knew of two guns and then continued.

“The first thing is your marriage.”

“marriage…?”

“The royal family wants to marry you with a noblewoman from the human race.”

Why is everyone so interested in my love life?