CH 121

while staying in the capital (5)

It was a lazy afternoon.

Count Castro had tea with a person on the sunny terrace.

"So you all failed?"

"Don't talk. Even when it was said that gold and silver treasures would be given the title of nobility, not a single person blinked an eye."

opposite opponent.

It was Count Fabius.

He, who had been running until his feet sweat from yesterday, complained about the situation with no income.

"No matter how much I think about it, I don't understand. It's not that I told you to betray Roman Dmitry right away, it's clear that you'll be joining the aristocrats later anyway, so you're just going to have to score a few points first, but to reject that with a single blow. This is why I hate dealing with commoners. Aristocrats have a hard time calculating their calculations just by looking at how things are going, don't these guys get it even if their path to success is open?"

"Be patient, Count. If you were originally born lowly, you would not be able to see an inch ahead."

two counts.

As members of the same aristocratic faction, they formed a relationship.

Since we have similar personalities, we were able to get to know each other quickly, and we met quite often.

Count Castro said.

"But is Roman Dmitry so great? I can see that he is not a typical person if you look at his actions so far, but I don't understand why the Count is making such a fuss to recruit his subordinates."

"Are you great? No words needed."

Rumors floating around.

People said, as always, rumors of the battlefield were somewhat exaggerated.

However, those present, including Count Fabius, asserted that the rumors were underestimated.

"This war. In fact, it was not a strange fight even if Cairo raised a white flag. Hector captured the rear position in less than a day, and with the Warp Gate captured, there was no way for us to win. It was Roman Dmitry who turned it upside down. I go to the enemy camp alone, defeat Butler and open the gate... Wow, you can't really understand how great it was without seeing it for yourself. And at that time, it was his subordinates who followed Roman Dmitry and made a significant contribution."

"You mean that much?"

Yes. Would Marquis Benedict risk his life and death to sign Roman Dmitry for nothing? I'm saying this because I'm especially Count Castro, but there's also talk that maybe I'll have Roman Dmitry as my son-in-law.

"Huh."

admired

Marquis Benedict.

He is a person who considers his daughter a treasure, and if he thinks about an arranged marriage, the value of Roman cannot be overstated.

drank tea

At the sweet taste, Count Castro smiled.

"I will have to meet Roman Dmitry in person sometime. If you are a person who will later become a powerful figure in the central government, there is nothing wrong with getting points in advance. If you have a chance, please give me a seat."

"Okay, hahaha."

It was a friendly atmosphere.

In the world of nobility, friendship is important.

These small exchanges will eventually form a relationship that attracts and pushes each other.

That was then.

At the sound of knocking on the door from afar, Count Castro turned his attention.

What's going on?

The door opened.

Before the guards could say anything, a man with a familiar face shoved him in and rushed inside.

father!

he's right

It was William Castro.

* * *

At first, the situation was not understood.

The look of his very angry son.

And the man who followed, could immediately recognize that it was Roman Dmitry, whom he had met at the party.

'Why is Roman Dmitry here?'

He looked at his son with suspicious eyes.

OK.

William Castro said in a voice brimming with anger.

father! Do you know what the author of Roman Dmitry did to me? He grabbed my face and threatened to kill me. Look at this. No handprints left on my face? Roman Dmitry. I was trying to bush my chin!

Moment.

The atmosphere turned cold.

It wasn't his anger towards Roman.

As he listened to his son, Count Castro couldn't hide his bewildered feelings.

'this.'

Just now.

Through Count Fabius, I heard how great Roman was.

Even though he was from the outskirts, in a situation where he had to somehow win his favor, his only son detonated a really ridiculous bomb.

Dizziness occurred.

Normally, he would not have forgiven the man who touched his son, but it was a different story if his opponent was Roman Dmitry.

"Right now, Roman Dmitry ."

"Shut up!"

stopped talking

William Castro looked at his father in amazement.

He had never been angry with himself, but he did not know that he would show such anger.

" father.

"William. Do you know who you are touching now? Roman Dmitry is the hero who saved Cairo. Even if you don't have the utmost respect for him, where do you dare say such nonsense? apologize right now If you don't want your chin to be smashed by this father's hand, then apologize!

It was a different situation than expected.

William Castro was stunned.

Count Castro grabbed him by the neck and dragged him away, with his mouth open and not saying anything.

And then.

Kwadang!

threw it in front of Roman.

It was too much action.

He deliberately threw his son away, looking at Roman and said.

I'm really sorry. An ugly son has troubled Roman Dmitry. I do not know what the circumstances were, but I will make sure this does not happen again because I will be severely punished for this incident. So let go of anger. If you have time, would you like to have a cup of tea with me?"

slightly slick.

turned the topic

Having done this, I will not refuse an apology.

On the contrary, Count Castro showed a pretentious smile, thinking that it was an opportunity to make a connection with Roman.

By the way.

Roman responded to the opponent's favor with a cold expression.

"What are we going to do now? Whether or not I get an apology is for me to decide, not you."

* * *

Silence lingered.

Count Castro looked bewildered, and Count Fabius watched the situation from a distance holding his breath.

Count Castro's apple.

Of course I thought you would.

Even though the nobles of the central government bowed their heads first, Roman Dmitry spoke in a rather aggressive voice.

"This problem stems from a mistake made by your son, William Castro. William usually bullied my brother for no reason. If it was a decent bullying, I wasn't going to get in the way of children's affairs. But today. He said he would break Lauren Dmitry's arm in front of me. What would you do? There's a guy who's going to break his son's arm, so will you just keep watching?

I was speechless.

surely.

I didn't know he had touched Roman Dmitry's brother.

Count Castro broke into a cold sweat at the answer he couldn't come up with.

"Words exert their power the moment they are uttered. William was trying to put that action into action, and I can't stand by what I've seen."

" So what are you going to do? But can't I break my son's arm? In order for us to maintain a good relationship in the future, we need to compromise on the right line."

Count Castro looked slightly angry.

son's mistake?

acknowledged

If the opponent was Roman Dmitry, of course he was willing to apologize.

but.

Count Castro became uncomfortable at some point in the attitude of excessively pushing against the aristocrats belonging to the central government.

Didn't he say he was sorry several times first?

Having said this, it would be normal to take a step back in consideration of his own face, but Roman Dmitry acted as if he was trying to see the end.

He said.

"Tell me where. What do you want me to do?"

Roman laughed.

Sons resemble their parents.

Not everyone, but at least seemed to know who William Castro's personality came from.

"William must go to my brother and get down on his knees apologizing. In front of everyone, tell yourself what you did wrong and ask for forgiveness. And that way, you just need to drop out of the Royal Academy. I don't want a scum like William to be in the same room as my brother."

that's.

It was a statement that crossed the line.

As Count Castro's anger was about to explode, Roman crossed the line once more.

"If you don't like it, I'm willing to go to war. Either go to war with my family, or apply for a battle in Daejeon right now. The choice is yours, Count Castro."

* * *

I felt like my head was fuzzy.

The whirlpool of emotions rushed in too much, and Count Castro doubted if what he had heard was real.

'Are we going to war with Castro now?'

Castro family.

It belongs to the central government.

Since the family was strong enough to stand upright in the capital city, it was rare for them to show such open hostility in their lives.

Isn't that also the Dmitry family? Even though Roman Dmitry is called a war hero, it was so absurd that the family on the outskirts looked down on Castro.

Count Castro said.

"That's why low-born bastards always cause problems. Roman Dmitry. Do you think you've become a great person in any way because you got the attention of the Marquis Benedict? You're welcome! You are only the eldest son of the Dmitry family. No matter how much you are a ranker swordsman who defeated Butler, you can't even reach Castro's toes in a clan-to-family confrontation. Being part of the central government means a lot of power."

attitude has changed.

The opponent completely crossed the line.

No matter how friendly the relationship was, it didn't make sense to be patient in the current situation.

It is a matter of the pride of the nobility.

And.

The Marquis Benedict also believed that he was on his side with a long-term relationship than Roman.

"Count Fabius. Since you've watched the situation from start to finish, I'd like to ask you something. If I harm Roman Dmitry right here right now. Please explain to the Marquis Benedict how things went. Roman Dmitry has crossed the line, and that is why I have put the appropriate punishment in place."

In the world of nobility, justification is necessary.

The opponent is a person whom the Marquis Benedict is interested in.

It's not that difficult to trample your opponent, but you need to be prepared for what will happen after that.

If it's Count Fabius.

appropriate as a witness.

Not only does his speech have power, but he has a close relationship with himself.

By the way.

"Ummm."

Count Fabius looked away.

After coughing a few times, he said in a troubled voice.

"As I watched the situation, it was clearly William's fault. But I want you to be a witness. Count Castro is not like that. If a son does something wrong, isn't it the principle of the world to make him receive the punishment he deserves, rather than hide his wealth? I support Roman Dmitry's opinion."

Moment.

My heart sank.

Count Castro looked at Count Fabius with a puzzled face.

A person who avoids gaze.

'What is this?'

This.

It was a really unexpected development.