* * *
Fersen couldnât return to the mansion and stayed in a hotel, chasing the whereabouts of the missing nobles.
The delivery deadline had already passed, and it was highly likely that someone from the palace had visited the Dukeâs estate.
He had no idea what kind of trouble heâd face if he returned before resolving the issue. Moreover, he had no intention of letting the culprits who deceived him get away.
After much struggle, Fersen received some good news. He had made contact with one of the servants of Baron Kotn.
With eyes burning red with anger, Fersen met him right away. The servant, who had no idea why, met a furious noble, shivered like a branch and begged for forgiveness for a crime he didnât commit.
âPl, please forgive me just this once!â
âTell me where your master is!â
Fersen, who had no interest in anything else, shouted at him. The servant was startled and hastily answered.
âI, I only heard that he left the Empire for a while! I donât know exactly where he is so I canât tell youâ¦!â
He left the Empire! Fersen held his forehead against the sudden headache. He seemed paralyzed by the earnest intent to deceive him.
âThen why is the mansion empty? Afraid of getting caught, is that it?!â
âI, I donât knowâ¦! Suddenly he gave all the servants a week off and left the mansion, thatâs all I knowâ¦!â
âDamn it!â
Eventually, Fersen couldnât contain his anger, kicked his chair, and flipped the table. He kicked the sofa and threw things around.
The terrified servant covered his head with his arms and struggled to swallow his cries.
After venting his anger for a while, Fersen left the hotel without even grabbing his coat. His destination was Antares Merchant Guild.
* * *
âThanks to you, a big mistake was avoided. I really appreciate it.â
The head of the Imperial Palace Management Department expressed his gratitude to Antes.
When he first heard from the Crown Princeâs aide to contact Antares Merchant Guild, he wondered what it was about, but it turned out that he had exactly the items that were lacking.
He sent a contract termination notice to the guild of the Rodrian Duke family who had missed the delivery deadline, and visited to sign a new contract with Antares Merchant Guild.
Despite the rude request to receive the items first due to lack of time, Antes responded with a bright smile agreeing to do so.
It was like a scene of a beautiful god bestowing mercy on foolish humans.
âNot at all. I am also happy to have a good business partner unexpectedly.â
Antes maintained his ironclad expression. He too had encountered this fortune quite coincidentally.
âBut how did the Crown Princeâs aide know that Antares Merchant Guild had exactly the necessary items? Itâs really curious.â
It was a mystery how he introduced the guild when the delivery deadline had just passed a day ago, and how he knew there was a problem.
In response, Antes once again put on an ironclad expression and answered with a gentle laugh.
âIt seems that the Prince and I have some acquaintance, so he gave a favor. You probably know what kind of goods I deal with.â
Antes didnât particularly want to flaunt my connection with Callion, but it had to be nipped in the bud before the person in charge started to harbor unnecessary suspicions.
If it became known that there was a connection between the Crown Prince and himself, even if any other suspicion arose, it couldnât be spoken out loud.
âAh! I see! That makes sense then. You have a connection with the Crown Prince.â
As expected, the expression of the Imperial Palace official softened greatly. It had been quite soft to begin with, but now it was almost meltingly soft.
âPlease review the contract, and if there are no issues, I would appreciate your signature. I hope to have good relations for a long time to come.â
Since there were no more doubts, the contract proceeded smoothly. Antes quietly reviewed the contract when an unwelcome guest visited the guild.
âAntes! Where the hell are you?!â
It was Fersen. There was no evidence, but in his mind, Antes was already the culprit of this matter.
Fortunately, it seemed he was caught by the employees on the first floor, but they couldnât stop him from using force and shouting.
âIâm sorry, but it seems thereâs a commotion downstairs, may I excuse myself for a moment?â
His voice reached the second floor reception room, so Antes briefly excused himself.
Occasional swearing was heard, which looked quite serious, so the official cautiously followed behind Antes.
As they went down to the first floor, Fersen, who was being held by the guild employees, was seen venting his anger. His eyes were burning red, confirming that something was definitely wrong.
âWhat the hell is this behavior?â
Antes, watching this pitiful display, asked with his arms folded.
âYou! You did it!â
âWhat?â
âYou smuggled the nobles abroad and blocked the delivery of goods!â
Fersen couldnât contain his anger and raged. Antes laughed it off as if he heard something ridiculous.
âWhy would I do such a thing? Do you have any evidence?â
âThe only one who would do such a thing is you! Itâs revenge for me taking away your business contacts!â
Eventually, someone among the guild employees chuckled at the claim of no evidence. It wasnât because Fersenâs words were hollow. It was pathetic.
Compared to Antes, who was biding his time to retaliate even after being hit from behind, it was a pathetic display.
âSuch a person is the heir to the sole Duke family of the Empire.â
Although it was Fersen who violated the deadline and voided the contract, the Imperial Palaceâs official felt a sigh of relief, thinking it might be a good thing.
âYou shouldnât have stirred things up if you were incapable. Especially if youâre as foolish as you. Did you think anyone could lead the guild?â
Antes gave a response that could be taken neither negatively nor positively. Interpreting it as a perfect confession, Fersen vented his anger on Antes again.
âNever! I will never let you go! Not your guild! Not your family! Never!â
âDo as you wish. Iâm looking forward to seeing what youâll do. So many people have seen you telling me youâll get back at me.â@@novelbin@@
With those words, Antes gestured to get Fersen out. In the past, he would have savored this situation slowly over three days, but now there were more enjoyable things.
To see such a side of him, he thought he could associate with people he didnât particularly like.
Now the tables had turned, and the time with Luna, who started dating him with such thoughts, was more enjoyable than seeing his pitiful figure.
âLet go, you bastards! Let go, do you hear?!â
Fersen, held by the robust employees, was dragged out in a pitiful manner.
Soon, the employees who threw him in front of the guild dusted their hands and disappeared into the building.
âMa-master Fersen?!â
A servant of the Dukeâs family, who happened to visit Antares Merchant Guild to look for Fersen, discovered him in that disgraceful state.
Why is young master Fersen in such a state�! He was treated as if being thrown out like a dirty insect, and the servant was at a loss for words.
âMa-master Fersen! The Duke is looking for you! Lady Granada is also very worried!â
He couldnât say that he was angry. It wasnât just a little angry; he wanted to tear Fersen apart.
Despite not saying it, Fersen, sensing it, hastily fled the scene. He couldnât return to the Duke until the matter was resolved.
âMaster Fersen! Young master Fersen!â
After that, the servant felt relieved. However, Fersen, who mounted the horse tied behind the guild, got out of the distance faster than he did.
âMaster Fersen!â
Needing to hurry, but as the time got late, the Dukeâs anger surged, leaving the servant shuffling his feet, not knowing what to do.
* * *
âHas young master Fersen not come here by any chance?â
Luna frowned at the unexpected visitor. When he said he came from the Ducal House of Rodrian, Luna wondered what he was talking about.
âNo. Why would he come here?â
Heâs not a runaway teenager, why is he looking for his master in someone elseâs house?
Momentarily hesitating at Lunaâs cold response, the servant relayed a request.
ââ¦Then, if master Fersen happens to visit, please contact the Dukeâs house.â
ââ¦Ah, yes. Well, if he visits, Iâll do so.â
It was indeed a strange request, but not a difficult one, so Luna responded affirmatively.
Then, after a polite farewell, he hurriedly left Lunaâs mansion.
âMiss, what on earth? Why is he looking for young lord Fersen here?â
âWell, thatâs what I want to ask. But heâs gone.â
âCould he possibly have run away? Even at the age of twenty-two?â
Laura laughed heartily at that.
Of course, a twenty-two-year-old could run away if there was a reason, but it was a bit absurd if it was the heir of a Dukeâs house.
Thus, dismissing the servantâs visit lightly, Luna began reading the letter she received from the Baron. The servantâs visit had interrupted her.
The work was on track, and he could afford a short break, saying he would visit the capital soon.
It wasnât the Baronâs unilateral decision. Based on the reports received so far, Luna, who thought it would be fine, suggested it first.
âIâll see my fatherâs face after a long time.â
I wonder if he has become healthier with Teinâs spartan guidance. As she was writing a letter to send to the Baron with such thoughts, someone visited Lunaâs mansion.