Chapter 312 – 31. Strengthen Your Territory (2)
These days, influential nobles in the north often stay in the Margrave Ardennes City rather than their own fiefdoms. It is quite possible that a knight who had only just received his title suddenly rose to power in the kingdom. Even the farmers who had been surviving by digging up frozen grassroots were now having a feast with meat and alcohol.
As a celebrity who is sensitive to the political situation, how can I just ignore this change? Those who were already entangled with various interests were making decisive investments for me and my family. Like the three-colored ladies who purchased the villa land immediately after expanding the fortress.
“Turn!”
Of course, as a result, the current situation of those employed by the three families was thorny every day. It was Seonghwa’s fault because the already sensitive manas kept asking him to bring them snacks that suited their tastes. Even Madame Yvonne of Poitiers, who had the most gentle personality, lost her temper at times.
“This isn’t it!”
Isabel, with her purple eyebrows raised, threw her plate on the table and threw it on the floor in anger. This was because she did not like Biscotti, one of the most talented pastry chefs in Gaul.
“How many times do I have to say it for you to understand? The biscotti I ate was clean and refreshing! “It wasn’t just sugar-filled garbage!”
“B-but Lady Brienne! Not only have I never heard of an ingredient called Britannia Milk in my entire life, but the biscotti I’ve just made are made from the highest quality wheat and honey in the East! It didn’t contain any seasonings like sugar… !”
“It’s not Britannia milk, it’s Britannia milk jelly!”
“Well, I’ve never heard of that either…”
“What do you know! “Every time I chew this, it’s crumbly and my tongue keeps hurting!”
Kwasik! She was irritated as she crunched the snacks that had fallen on her carpet with her high-heeled shoes. She sat up with a sigh, bouncing her neatly tied hair and twirling it with her body. Furthermore, she had no choice but to do so. Whenever a bitch boasts of herself as a skilled craftsman, she always produces something that falls far short of expectations.
“It’s pathetic, it’s pathetic!”
“Ugh…”
“What kind of craftsman are you if you can’t even make a biscotto properly? “You clearly explained what the food I ate tasted like!”
The pastry chef, holding his unique cooking hat in both hands, lowered his head. Despite the verbal abuse from a woman a few years younger than me, I just bowed my forehead. Even if you make a name for yourself in the Kingdom of Amman, you end up baking bread and cookies.
Because it was impossible for a mere commoner to challenge the madam of one of the most prominent families in the North.
“Leave it at that, Lady Brienne.”
In the end, Isabel’s anger stopped after her wife Estelle, who was present with her, gently soothed her. She smoothed out the wrinkles in her gorgeous fur dress with her hands as if she was upset, and reluctantly let go of her anger. It was out of consideration for my acquaintances who were just as nervous as me.
“You know it wasn’t the pastry chef’s fault. It’s obvious that Madame Lemoin prepared it from the beginning with the intention of causing trouble for us. Furthermore, it’s our fault. “I should have noticed from the beginning, but it was too late.”
She, who was occupying a spot on her round table, raised her teacup. She stared at the tea, brewed with the same Ruth-style black tea she had tasted at the Winter Mansion, and took a sip. She cleared her throat with a light gurgling sound and then added in a disgruntled tone.
“You cunning bitch, you probably got the secret from somewhere. Even if you try to recreate it, it’s a taste that just won’t work. In particular, that Britannia milk jelly must be a spice distributed under a strange name somewhere in the Near East or Far East.”
How many gold coins have already been stolen in the name of fine refreshments? Normally, she would have been wearing expensive luxury items at the capital’s famous clothing stores. Even though she did this, there was one reason why she couldn’t leave the city of Ardennes.
“The more I think about it, the more upset I get. The only thing she has a knack for choosing a good husband is, does she have tea and a pot of tea and give her medicine? “If mine is good, how good is it!”
“That’s right, one Rosengart gold coin every day! I don’t know what it’s like for you two, but I’ve already spent all the money I can spare! “Now I’m at the point where I have to open my hands to my husband, who I’m sick of, so how can I do that without getting angry?”
To fall in love again with the ecstatic taste that thrilled all five senses.
“The refreshments themselves are nothing special. The build quality isn’t bad, but any family employee would do that. The key is definitely the ingredients. “It is clear that the secret contained therein enhances this flavor.”
In fact, Isabel, who was biting her thumb nervously, and Estelle, who was shaking her legs frivolously, were already suffering from serious symptoms of poisoning. She just didn’t realize it, and every time she remembered the taste in my mouth, she became an idiot.
Was it Yvonne who was in a better situation?
The Countess of Poitiers, who could not shake off the feeling that something was wrong, appeared to be in relatively good condition. Of course, I could understand that he couldn’t give me an answer to my proposal because he was busy with the duel trial that took place in the east.
‘I feel like I keep getting nervous. Well, it’s worth it. Compared to when I first seduced the Baron, his status has risen tremendously. Although the scars are scary, he is good-looking and capable, so he thought he would be helpful in my life in many ways…’
A man who had been a wandering knight not long ago suddenly jumped into the duel trial to save his wife’s older sister and made an abrupt declaration. I thought that Henrietta, the Duchess of the historic Leblanc family, was my concubine.
Spring in the East, queen of society!
Many people regarded it as a declaration of will to protect Henrietta LeBlanc and her family. Thanks to this, the Baron’s evaluation continued to soar day after day, even after he announced a married woman several levels higher than me as his concubine.
Rather, it seemed like an act of protecting my family by sacrificing my honor.
‘But I know. Romuald Ardenne’s tastes are very refined. A man of the baron’s rank would have really knocked Madame LeBlanc away. And in that sense, my position has no choice but to continue to narrow. It won’t be easy for her to become his mistress and focus only on what she wants to do comfortably.’
The Countess, who was twisting her rich sky-blue hair with her index finger, clicked her tongue. If you become the Baron’s mistress, you won’t have to worry about complicated matters for the sake of survival. Just draw your favorite picture or a line, and you’ll be done.
‘I have to seduce him somehow. There is no better condition than this. He’s rather handsome, has an attractive face, is younger than me, is stronger, and has more skills. In fact, it’s absurd that no woman has ever paid attention to such a blue-chip guy.’
It’s not that he isn’t, the Baron has been proving his worth recently. Because of that, it was no exaggeration to say that he was the wise king’s most trusted confidant. However, even that was undervalued in Yvonne’s opinion, so she felt the need to open up a relationship before the world became uncontrollable.
In short, now is the turning point.
“Hehe, anyway, it’s really hard to bear. How long will we have to endure this kind of violence? If you’re a prestigious lady, you should show off your generosity by telling her to eat as much as she wants. “This is a blatant attempt to draw a line between us.”
“That’s why I suggested that we try to achieve a similar taste through this tasting event. “If I donate and eat gold coins at the next triumphal festival, I feel like I’ll have a thousand dollars inside!”
“The taste, though, is not bad.”
“Well, that’s right…”
She glanced at the two women talking noisily and stood up, chewing her lip. From Isabelle, who gets on her nerves when called for a tasting party, to Estelle, who completely loses her dignity because of her inferiority complex towards Oriane Lemohan.
“Anyway, we still have some time left. If it’s okay, let’s all think about how to repay Madame Lemoin for her vicious trick.”
“I agree. But before that, I tell you to get rid of this trashy refreshment first.”
I didn’t want to be treated the same. I tolerated the title Lady of the Three Colors because it was about beauty, but I would not have been able to tolerate it if her personality and intelligence were treated as equals. If it had been the work of Her Highness, the princess who was secretly communicating with me, the bold purple color would have been for entertainment, and the lustful pink color would have been merely for ornament.
‘Yes, there couldn’t be a more appropriate time. This is a moment that should really please the Baron. So I don’t hesitate anymore.’
Yvonne Poitier, an azure beauty who suffered from the same mild withdrawal symptoms as the other two ladies, had finally made up her mind. She forcefully swallowed the thoughts of refreshment that kept passing through her mind and repeated, clenching her fists in her hands that had fallen under the table.
‘Tonight, the Baron will be mine…’ … !’
Even if she didn’t have to, she was destined to become so obsessed that she would soon be unable to escape.
A half-sister blinded by jealousy, an unstoppable order of battle nuns, an exemplary Inquisitor, and the Three Colors.
The ladies in sky blue, pink, and purple.
