Chapter 30 – 2. Reconstruction of the Marquis (Complete)
Hours passed.
It was late afternoon. After meeting with the two heads of the Chamber of Commerce in the lord’s office, Oriane threw back his head and took a breath. The chair made of carved wood didn’t have a single piece of cotton, which is common, but it was a tense and arduous schedule, so I felt relieved just leaning on my back.
“At this point, it would be better to change the chair to a better one.”
“I should. Her body is not sore at all. It’s something her husband left behind, so I’m attached to it, but it seems like it’s time to let go of it.”
“Meeting and parting are beautiful because each other exists. I understand the feelings of a woman who is hard to throw away easily. But her precious body looks too hard and uncomfortable to sit on, so I hope she finds a new chair.”
“Ears, a precious body…”
Oriane, her cheeks flushed at her blatant flirting, wiggled. Rome seemed to find that reaction amusing, so he began to throw out more mean words. It was against the rules of day and night, but a bond was established between the two of them to exchange jokes like this.
“Everything is precious. On such a subject, when I see my erotic body being unaware and caressing defenselessly, it makes me want to fuck and eat it violently right away.”
“D-Sir Dior…”
“I know you were born. But still, take care of your health. No matter how desirable and appetizing your wife may be, wouldn’t that fine, soft skin, stricken by her fatigue, become rough? Then she won’t have any fun playing with her hands.”
The level of obscenity was quite high. To a stranger listening to it, it seemed as if a vagabond who had no idea where he was from was chugging along. It was all the more so because of the scars on her face and the shabby outfit compared to her usual appearance.
“Imagine getting fucked from behind lying on a soft bed. My cervical sphere, which had moved up there to escape from my tall object, was compressed as if it were about to be crushed. Even so, her wife’s narrow inside will not be able to embrace me.”
Oriane flinched, wincing. She gently rubbed her thighs for no reason. Rom saw her and moved behind her with a smirk and grabbed her shoulders with both of her hands. While she relieved her fatigue with a light massage, she started foreplay that only lovers who shared enough sympathy could do.
“You will have to be punished. Cheeky bitch will have to pay the price for not fulfilling a single part of her role. I’m probably going to slap her wife’s ass with this hand out wide. At first, they will focus on humiliating them with only a light tap.”
The knight’s voice, which was low and low, resonated deeply. With her tongue as cunning as a snake, she repeated words that aroused her excitement. So even at the hour of her alter-ego her denial aroused her doe in her.
“But the more I repeat it, the stronger my knives will become. Well, once or twice, it would be bearable like a light criticism. If it’s three times, four times, five times, you’ll be very stingy and cry. Even if I beg you for doing something wrong, I will quietly show off the difference in strength.”
Oriane closed her eyes tightly. It wasn’t just because she was shy. She wanted to taste the imagined moment more vividly from his vivid description.
“That night, all her wife can do is get a good fuck. In a sanctuary where no one has invaded for a long time, I will be irresponsible for my strong and dirty desires. And it will herald that her female hour is from now on. She will feel a sense of conquest as she sees the handprints on her ass, bright and red, and will make her clean with her mouth as she did before.”
“Oh…”
“Remember the moment when that maid, Françoise, invaded. The time when the lofty ruler of the Marquis threw off my heavy burden for a while and turned into a cock dripping bitch who didn’t have to think about anything.”
Surely it was a break. It was one of the few times in which Oriane’s body and mind her, exhausted from the heavy burden of having to take responsibility for the family, the territory, and even those who depend on it, enjoyed peace.
“You just have to be faithful to the me in front of you. If you want to take it off, take it off, and if you want to give it, you can offer it. It’s that simple. So it will be a happy time. It will be the days of depravity when people don’t have to care about humanity and morality.”
Rom added calmly. He whispered that it was okay to Oriane, who could n’t help but be frightened about his ever-changing self her and the vague future her.
“Don’t be afraid. Because I will be there for her wife’s fall.”
It was while supporting the trembling with my firm hand.
“That’s how the two of us become wicked. Let’s destroy the world of politicians full of hypocrisy and create a world only for us.”
In short, the article was talking. Prioritizing what needs to be done over immediate desires is for that very reason. Also, although it is not without regret, it will come soon. So let’s be patient together.
“Of course, in order to fully enjoy all those moments, her wife will have to take care of that precious body herself.”
“Okay, I will.”
Oriane answered like a shy girl. Although shallow and direct, she was a confession of his words. It was a promise and trust that only worked between the two of them. So, while Mrs. Baek felt embarrassingly wet in her underwear, she tried to change the topic.
As he implies, yes.
After all, the night will come soon.
“Let’s match Sir Dior’s chair together. You’ve been standing there all along.”
“I’m glad you care, but there’s a place for a vassal.”
“I’ll do it even if it’s just the two of us. This is an order from my lord.”
“… If so.”
Rom, separated from Oriane, nodded. Unlike her sitting in her chair her and doing her work her, he continued to stand beside her. It wouldn’t be hard for a trained knight’s body to stand still for a few hours, but there is such a thing as a human heart.
“It’s good to play an aide. Actually, it is. But sometimes, even when it’s just the two of us, think about it. It is because I feel a human friendship with Sir Dior beyond a simple feudal relationship.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
The two smiled and looked at each other. Soon, no matter who said it first, I picked up the messy slip to organize today’s achievements.
“It’s about time, so let’s settle it.”
“I will do the writing of the books.”
“I wrote down the Lucerne store earlier, so you can skip it.”
The division of roles was also the same, but above all, the hands and feet fit perfectly.
“Then, from the Brulin Commercial Guild.”
“The investment amount is 1100 Gallic gold coins, and the redemption amount is 510 Gallic gold coins.”
The amount offered by Eugen Bank, manager of the Lemoang branch of the Brühlin Mercantile Guild, was 1,610 Gaul gold coins in total. With their headquarters closest to Rosengart, they absurdly preferred kingdom-made gold coins to currency from their home country, and thanks to that, the slips received by Rome and Oriane were also in their own money, taking into account the foreign exchange rate.
“How about the Britannia Trading Company?”
“The investment is 1200 Britannia gold coins, and the reward is 200 Gallic gold coins.”
Thomas Gillen, manager of the Britannia Trading Company’s northern branch in Gaul, offered a mix of national and kingdom gold coins. The amounts were 1200 and 200, respectively. As an island far from the continent, the accessibility of currency was low, but the purity was certain.
“Good. Now, let’s sum up the total.”
Contrary to the prejudice that knights are ignorant, Rom, who quickly performed mental calculations, reported the results.
“1350 Rosengart coins, 1810 Gaul coins, 1200 Britannia coins.”
The Marquis of Lemoyn is clearly part of the Kingdom of Gaul. Naturally, taking into account its liquidity, the gold coins to be exchanged are, of course, domestic.
Recently, the exchange rate of Rosengart and Gallic gold coins is 11 out of 10.
Britannia gold coins vary depending on usage, but 105 out of 100 would be possible.
“It will be about 4555 when fully converted into Gallic gold coins without loss.”
“We’ve almost reached our minimum goal of 5,000 gold coins!”
“That’s right. About 500 or so can be removed after discussing well with Temur.”
The profits gained from pioneering trade routes in the snowfields were not limited to Marquis Baekryung. The future that Rom’s plan talks about must be an alliance with the Camag tribe alliance as a premise. Therefore, the remaining task at this point is to build a relationship of trust with them, and how to collect the surplus of 3,000 gold coins.
“I’m sorry to those who have just returned from their mission, but I’m going to borrow some of Antoine’s power here.”
“A messenger?”
“Yes, if you don’t mind, attach ten soldiers to him. After a good night’s rest, I will send a letter to my home in Lumiere, the capital city. So that you can get an answer in two weeks at the latest.”
The article was not satisfied with the predetermined performance. Rather, he said as if he would continue to reform until the best results come out, not the best.
“The eldest brother, the head of the household, is a prudent and sharp man. In case you can figure out my ulterior motives, I’d like to send a letter to my second brother, who is relatively quick-tempered and hot-tempered. As for the laid-back third brother, the two of them are still fighting over power within the family, so there must be room for them to dig into it.”
“Okay. If it’s Lord Dior, then so be it. At that time, people from Gyeong’s family only come into contact with me through rumors, so I don’t know much about them.”
“Thanks to being brought up by my mother’s family, it was even boiling. Objectively, it was the second older brother’s one-sided challenge.”
Rom added with a sneer. The rich people often praised them as the best family in the center, but from his point of view his, the Dior family was just a bean flour family. Power maniacs who are embarrassingly sabotaging the reputation of their ancestors.
“Let’s get back to the point. It’s not very pleasant.”
“Yeah.”
“If the reissue of the Lemoyn silver coins works, the royal family will provide some funding. I don’t know how much it will be, but if I add the money sent by my family with the intention of taking a step forward, I think we can reach the target amount.”
The Kingdom of Gaul is undoubtedly a powerful country. Yes, recently there is a tendency to be dismissed as a risky move by the royal family, but that is only because they are competent. If he had been an ignorant monarch, he would have been optimistic and immersed in luxury in the face of an uncertain crisis.
“If that’s still not enough, I’ll make money by running mercenary work in the suburbs. If we get an advance payment, we will somehow be able to meet the deadline.”
“I am not willing to send Sir Dior elsewhere. So I leave that as a last resort. If it’s necessary, I can sell my wedding gift.”
“It’s nice to think of each other.”
“Hmmmm, anyway, when things go smoothly, when will we be able to form a trading corps?”
“Even if we can’t, we will have to launch it by the beginning of next month. I don’t intend to go beyond a month. And after spending like that, I try to find a way to return with results within a quarter or half a year. The biggest advantage of the snowfield trade route is that it is the shortest route to Veda in the Near East, where all traders from all over the world gather, and Sarhu in the Far East.”
Oriane shook her head. After attracting the investment money that seemed a little reckless, Rom’s plan was running with a sail in the wind.
“Then I guess I should focus on my internal affairs until the letter comes back.”
What remains is an agreement on promoting a formal alliance with the Camag Tribal Union and pioneering trade routes in the snowfields.
“Let’s do the selection of trade items and the formation of trade groups in advance. If you leave it to me, I will do my best to make it as unobtrusive as possible.”
“Already? Even if the letter comes back in two weeks, I don’t think the money will be sent right away.”
“It only takes one visit to the office. Next time, the royal family will send you an artifact yourself. I think your wife has heard of a crystal ball that can communicate in real time.”
“Cow, a voice communication tool? I heard that half of the court mages can only make it if they work hard for a month?”
“Because His Majesty is in a hurry with money.”
Rom replied casually. It was a look that convinced me that things in the future would definitely flow as I thought.
“I am bewildered. I don’t feel good. It’s not that I don’t believe in Lord Dior, but I also wonder if things are going too smoothly.”
Oriane shared her candid thoughts.
“It’s like a dream.”
It was a good enough feeling.
“The dream is over. The name of the dream was Nightmare. And at one point, I cursed my fate for having no choice but to live through such a nightmare.”
But, Rom Dior, for the knight in his previous life, saving this land was just the beginning.
“But not now. Even if the reality to come is as difficult as the nightmares of the past.”
“That’s why…?”
“Because you are by my side.”
It was the period of reconstruction of the Marquis Command.
