Episode 8
“I heard the news, son.”
As soon as he returned to the family, his father said with a big smile.
“He is also my son. If not you, who else will uncover Lindel’s evil plan? Hehe!”
“You say things you don’t mean to say.”
“Not even in my heart! Where is the father who believes in his son as much as I do? …“
Your eyes aren’t smiling.”
“….”
At my words, my father slightly closed his eyes and clicked his tongue.
“…Tsk, but I’m not trying to say a word.”
“Where will the blood of Walpurgis go?”
“You are very proud.”
Dad was sarcastically.
What can I do?
The blood of Walpurgis is full of such a rebellious temperament.
“Before you came, a message came from the Duke of Lindell. Duke Lindell said he would personally visit our family to apologize.”
“Well, it means that you don’t want to publicize it as it is outside. Officially revealing their disgrace is the worst.”
“I guess so. If this incident is revealed, it will be fatal for a family that lives on chivalry.”
Father laughed.
“Thanks to that, we have a lot to gain. Even though I didn’t like Lindel’s arrogance.”
My father said that and smiled contentedly.
“So what did the duke say?”
“There was nothing to say. I did ask if Lindell could ever regain his faith.”
“so?”
“Of course I did. Assuming Lindell is sincere.”
“Whoops.”
At my words, my father smiled and nodded his head.
“Good job. Whatever your feelings for Lindel, it would be unwise to show them openly.”
I nodded at my father’s words and quietly brought out the business.
“Father, while the work has been handled well this time, I would like to ask you one favor.”
“Tell me.”
Father nodded.
“If anything, just leave it to me until the end.”
“…hmm?”
“Was it not me who solved the problem this time? I also want to finish it.”
Anyway, the duke said he would fully entrust me with compensation, but I have to get a confirmation from my father.
Because this isn’t just between me and the Lindel duchy.
“Huh, your shoulders went up too much with the ball you set up this time.”
My father said as if my request was unreasonable.
“It is true that you have made a contribution, but this is a family-to-family affair. A lot is at stake.”
“That is true. But to be honest, if it wasn’t for me, I wouldn’t have noticed this.”
“….”
“It may be a bit greedy, but I want to finish my job with my own hands.”
My father didn’t respond to my answer. He tapped his finger on the table a few times before opening his mouth.
“…Duke Lindell is a clever old man. It is known in the world as a symbol of chivalry, but it is rare to find someone as old as that.”
“I know.”
“If you finish this job, it also means you have to deal with the old man yourself.”
“I know that too.”
I looked at my father without wavering.
My father, who had been quietly looking at me like that, sighed a little and said.
“…Try it.”
“I will not disappoint you.”
“Yes, it is something you have to experience someday. Rather, this may be the right time.”
I quietly nodded at my father’s words and tried to leave the room.
But then.
“Mikhail.”
my father called me
“You did well today.”
“…It was nothing.”
I bowed my head at my father’s praise and left the room.
* * *
“…Huh.”
After Mikhail left the room, the Marquis, who was alone, exclaimed.
“What the hell happened to Genji who has changed so much…A son was a sore finger to the Marquis not too long ago
.
He is his only child and a precious gift left by his wife who passed away first.
He also had a talent there.
It was only natural that he was weak to Mikhail.
As a result, it was a mistake.
‘What happened to the guy who didn’t have any iron until a few days ago… …You can’t miss it It’s like a person has
changed overnight.
It was a very strange feeling.
But even so, I didn’t feel rejected. Should I say it’s my intuition as a father?
It’s definitely my son.
Then, I felt useless.
‘I wonder if I skipped time.’
But then he smiled and shook his head.
A strange idea.
It’s time… …Wasn’t it an area that could not be conquered even with magic?
“Well, if the son came to his senses, it’s something a father should be happy about.”
It remains to be seen if this is just a temporary phenomenon or if it has really changed.
Either way, it’s a welcome thing.
‘…what’s up It’s not my concern right now.’
What I need to prepare now is negotiations with the Duke of Lindell.
I decided to leave it to my son, but I did not intend to leave my hands alone.
“How can I shake the old man well and spread rumors?”
The Marquis devised a means to imprison the Duke of Dell, who let out a sullen laugh and shivered with humiliation.
* * *
Before the return,
our family’s reputation as the strongest magic family in the empire collapsed in an instant.
There is only one reason why a great family, which is no different from an ordinary fortress, collapses.
Infighting.
Yes, it collapsed due to infighting.
It wasn’t that there was a force inside that was particularly hostile to the family.
It just collapsed on my own.
It happened in the struggle of vassals who wanted to stand tall as the mainstream of the family somehow.
And then I was taken advantage of.
I was used as a cause in the power struggle of the old people and contributed to the downfall of the family.
“butler.”
“Tell me.”
“Viscount Nostra visited me a few days ago, right? Was it three days before my engagement was broken off?”
“You remember it clearly.”
The butler nodded.
“Well yes yes. The viscount came about three days ago. It’s not strange, since you’re the only heir to the family.”
“Yeah, it’s not strange.”
What’s strange about a vassal meeting the heir of his family?
Viscount Nostra.
A magician from the 7th circle and one of the main vassals with a high voice within the family.
Viscount Nostra was a talented person who had been supporting his father since childhood.
He was actually competent too.
However, if there is one fatal problem, it is that the desire for power is too strong.
He wanted to be the center of our family, not just have a high voice.
The butler said to me with sharp eyes.
“Did he write something out of the ordinary? Then, to the Marquis… …”
“No, that’s not it.”
There were no problems whatsoever.
At least so far.
“It’s not like that…. Still, I can’t leave him like this.”
“Um, it’s not wrong, but it feels a bit strange to hear the young master say that.”
“why me.”
“Isn’t it the Bocchan who relied on the Viscount the most?”
It was.
Viscount Nostra, at least up to this point, was my master in magic.
It wasn’t a bad teaching ability, so it wasn’t a big problem.
“Did I tell you? It was Viscount Nostra who taught me how to weave the 3rd circle together.”
“…Wait yes?”
The butler tilted his head.
“No, that bitch…”
“Oh, butler. nice words.”
Anyway.
An unstable 3rd circle that I sensed right after the regression.
The person who made it was Viscount Nostra.
At the time, I just climbed the circle and ran wild.
“Anyway, it’s best to cut off the buds that will become a problem for the family. My father has a lot of unnecessarily affection towards this, so he can’t be decisive.”
Before the return, my father couldn’t completely beat Viscount Nostra.
Is it because they were friends who overcame the crisis together in childhood?
And that was the beginning of its downfall.
So I have no intention of leaving it as it is.
“Call the butler, Viscount Nostra.”
“Suddenly? No, he is not the one who will come when I call him.”
“doesn’t care. After all, by now you will be waiting for me whenever I call.”
“what…Yes, I understand.”
The butler disappeared without hiding his puzzled expression.
And after a while, I opened the door and a middle-aged man approached me with a tuk-tuk stick.
“I heard you called me, Bocchan.”
“Welcome, Viscount Nostra.”
I said, pointing to the teacup prepared on the table.
“Why don’t we have some tea first?”
“Thank you for your drink.”
On the surface, it doesn’t really look like much.
He is short and has narrow shoulders.
However, it cannot be denied that he is a talented wizard.
After all, he is a mage from the 7th circle.
“Did you hear from the butler?”
“Yes, I heard. I came here in a hurry to see if you finally made a decision.”
He chuckled and laughed.
“Are you finally determined to be taught by me in earnest?”
“Oh, so that’s what you mean.”
I recalled the memories before returning.
As a result, before returning, I became a disciple of Viscount Nostra.
And he started using his higher position to satisfy my greed.
“It doesn’t matter if I learn magic from the viscount, but honestly, I don’t know if I’m qualified to be a viscount.”
“…yes?”
“You have to feel it for yourself to know. But I don’t know if the real viscount has enough skills to teach me.”
“…Are you saying that making the third ring that day wasn’t enough?”
“Of course not enough.”
His face turned red at my answer without the slightest hesitation.
He shook his shoulders with a face that had been greatly insulted.
“I tried my best to teach you, but how can you say that you can’t trust me… …!”
“Calm down, mate. I didn’t say I couldn’t believe it. It’s just that I’m still not sure.”
If he sent it back like this, it was clear that he would use a useless move.
The Viscount Nostra I knew was like that.
Even if it’s not like it’s the same, it’s annoying if you do it.
“I want the Viscount to prove his worth. Isn’t that kind of difficult?”
“If proof…”
“How about we make a bet?”
“A bet?”
“Oh yes bet.”
A bet on your future.
“If I lose, I will take the Viscount as my teacher. I swear by the name of Walpurgis.”
“Hmm…”
The Viscount’s eyes moved here and there.
You must be doing a lot of calculations in your mind.
why do i come out like this
Do you have any thoughts
“You say bet…. Then, what will happen if the young master wins the bet?”
“Simple.”
It’s not a particularly difficult story.
“This time, on the contrary, the viscount becomes my disciple.”
“…Whoops.”
The viscount laughed at my answer.
“It’s an interesting price. The one who wins becomes the teacher and the one who loses becomes the disciple.”
“Isn’t it bad from the point of view of the viscount? I think it would be more convenient to specify those conditions.”
“That is correct.”
He nodded.
“What is the content of the bet?”
“Nothing.”
I looked at him and said.
“Take off the circle and play against me with magic?”
“…!”
The viscount opened his eyes.
Great mage who transcends by regression
