Chapter 32 – Bargaining – 1
“Muller will never forget this.”
The middle-aged man glared at me while saying that.
But the problem is, contrary to the man’s intention, no one on this side cares about it.
The man clenched his fists in contempt and anger at the sight of the Franz family members looking at the envoy from Müller and the knights who accompanied him as an escort with emotionless eyes, as if they were looking at a stone embedded in a corner of the street.
Indigo blue magic shimmered all over the enraged man. Although they confirmed the unique color of the Muller family, the people in the family just looked at it indifferently as if nothing had happened to the magical power that was manifesting right in front of their eyes.
Not vigilant, not even reacting. An indifferent gaze, without showing any reaction.
As the man clenched his fists, the knight escorting him grabbed his arm and shook his head.
Seeing the knight’s eyes filled with resignation, the man soon refined his magical powers.
“… You have caused a nuisance.”
“Hmm. I don’t know what you mean.”
It’s okay even if the meeting ends right away that magic power is generated at the place of the meeting.
The civil servant who participated as the representative of the Franz family turned around and expressed that even if the middle-aged man in front of him attacked with magic, it would be a trivial matter to them.
Even if he knew what that meant, the middle-aged man from Müller, Müller’s envoy, could do nothing but clench his teeth.
“Hmm.”
I strengthened my eyesight and hearing from a distance and looked at the place of the meeting and grasped the series of situations.
When Müller’s envoy came, not even my brother, let alone my father, did not come forward. It was just that one of the family’s civil servants greeted him as a substitute.
The name is about war. Every agenda goes through several stages to the father.
“Cruel.”
Is this the sorrow of a small country? Reminds me of my old hometown. How was it? … It’s been over 20 years now. I don’t remember very well.
“Is that so?”
Chloe, who had come to my side before I knew it, looked at the place of the meeting with me. The blue magic shimmering in his eyes showed that he had strengthened his eyesight just like mine.
“In the end, doesn’t that mean we don’t care what the envoy from Müller protests about?”
“Of course. How much money did you spend on war preparations?”
“Is that what the article says… ?”
“You said you were a secretary?”
I laughed out loud at Chloe’s words as she calmly responded to my tackle. Now he’s quite adapted to me.
“It ends only when you earn more than the amount you invested.”
“What is war…”
It’s the business itself.
No, is it similar to modern times?
“Isn’t Leoric attending?”
“I? Why?”
He shook his head at Chloe’s words. In the first place, I do not have such authority.
Aside from the power I have as the second son of an aristocrat who owns a territory, my authority to interfere in the affairs of the territory is limited to the security of the city. It is also temporary, and the scope is narrow. Franz runs the city… No. It’s just a position to learn how to dominate.
So, in the first place, there could be no authority over things outside the territory. Even if he said he would come out, that would cross the line for his father and older brother.
“My older brother didn’t step out either, so is there a need to step out? In the first place, there is no class. The person I sent as the messenger is only about that level in the collateral.”
I looked at the magic that I felt in a middle-aged man. It’s different, that’s what I mean. Even if a direct descendant of Müller comes, he is inferior to Franz. If that reaper was a woman, I wouldn’t have known.
I turned my attention back to the conversation. The god of death protests against Franz preparing for war. This is the flow of the whole conversation.
Quite a bit of time has passed since then, and the harvest season has arrived. Just as Müller’s civil war was about to subside for a while, they finally noticed the news that Franz was going to war.
There are also intentional targets at this timing. One of the justifications for not fulfilling the duties of a noble due to the civil war, which is the justification this time, is not being able to protect one’s people from foreign enemies.
They must go against us even for the sake of Müller’s common people.
“It seems that we have been fighting each other quite carefully, but now it is too late. It seems that not only us but also other families are starting to pay attention.”
We move the fastest
It has already been prepared a long time ago, and the Boring family backs it up.
The cause is sufficient, and the morale of the military officers is soaring because they are not full of war for the first time in a long time.
I am not confident.
Confident to be defeated.
Although I am not in command.
-Smart!
“Well?”
After thinking about it for a while, there was a knock on the door and someone came in. Count Franz’s butler, Sven, came to visit.
“The master is calling.”
“Father?”
I feel a sense of déjà vu. Glancing at Chloe, she quietly retreated to her seat.
Seeing that when our eyes met for a moment, she lowered her head, so it seems that Chloe doesn’t even know…
“Okay. Are you in the office?”
“Yeah.”
Sven was standing in front of the door, staring at me.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him, but he’s still expressionless. It’s never uncomfortable. Right Sven?
… Sven?
“Kuh, kuhm. Chloe. I’ve taken care of the important stuff, so take care of the rest.”
“All right.”
Bowing, bowing and seeing Chloe leaving first, I stood up as well. I looked at the meeting place one last time.
As if the meeting had ended, Müller’s envoy could be seen walking away from the conference room with a blushing face.
“Tsk tsk.”
Does he know how few of them escaped this land with their lives preserved?
In those days when it was called the age of my father, the age of barbarism, I would have been hung in front of the city gate with my head blown off, let alone a meeting.
“Guide me.”
“Yeah. Come this way…”
Sven quietly led the way, following behind.
It seems like this has happened before. At that time, I had sex with my sister-in-law.
… Oh, and there were other things too.
* * *
-Smart!
After Sven knocked on the door, he took a step back and stood quietly.
“Father. This is Leoric.”
“Come. Come in.”
At the moment when I saw my father and older brother in the office, which I had to enter only with permission, I wondered if the previous family meeting was going to be held again, there was a stranger.
“Greetings. He is an envoy from Müller.”
“Nice to meet you. I am Leoric Franz, the second son of Count Franz.”
“Nice to meet you. This is Train Müller. It’s a collateral, so please treat me comfortably.”
“Haha. Since you inherited your family name, what’s the problem with collateral? Rather, I am only the second son, so you can treat me comfortably.”
As soon as I entered, the atmosphere in the office was not bad, and my father, not my older brother, introduced me. I roughly grasped the situation, smiled, took an appropriate example, and greeted.
The man had indigo-black hair and blue eyes.
Quite a bit, judging from the abundance of magical power, it is almost directly descended from magical power. If there is no suitable successor in the direct line, the possibility that this man will become the successor is not small.
“You are the second son of the Count Franz family that I heard about! I never thought I would see Leoric, who is rumored to be a secret weapon.”
“If a secret weapon is rumored to be a secret weapon, can’t it be called a secret weapon?”
Haha. That’s true, but doesn’t it have its own dignity?”
A rumored secret weapon. What the heck does that mean I’ve heard it before, but honestly it’s also cringeworthy. A nickname from martial arts? It’s a world where things like titles actually exist. I know that Isabelle was there too.
It’s a secret weapon anyway. What do people call me outside?
First meeting isn’t bad. I glanced at my brother. Looking at this side with a smile still on my face, my older brother met my gaze and nodded his head slightly.
“By the way, if you say Shinigami, what about that person outside?”
“That person is also the real messenger from Müller.”
My brother answered my question.
Then there are two death gods. I looked at my father.
“Then is this the eldest son or the second son?”
“The second son.”
“Oh, second son. You feel a sense of kinship.”
Haha. I look forward to.”
The reason behind the current infighting at Müller. It’s about who will succeed Müller.
Originally, the eldest son would succeed, but it is not specifically stipulated by law. What was it like on Earth? Did he say he was the eldest son? In this world, magical power is more important than being the eldest son or second son, so it is common for commoners to pass on their surname to children born with magical power, such as Chloe, or to adopt them as children, as long as they are connected by blood.
In Müller’s case, the second son was chosen as the successor. The eldest son was the one who couldn’t understand that and went to the infighting.
“Then is Müller’s envoy outside the eldest son?”
“Yes.”
Hearing his father’s words, he looked at the second son’s envoy, and he was still smiling and looking this way.
It seems that there are quite a few things I don’t know about. Is it something I need to know?
“Then let’s talk about it again, Müller’s Reaper.”
At the words of his father, the messenger sent by the second son opened his mouth.
Looking at me for some reason, the god of death erased the smile from his lips and spoke with a serious face.
“I will surrender.”
What the god of death had to say was simple.
Total surrender.
However, only the second son.
