Chapter 10: Chapter 10

The annoying aristocrats from the capital have their own reasons to travel to the south.

It was impossible that I came all the way here to celebrate the birthday of the youngest son of the Count of Sogres, whom I had never met.

Count Tyren was also like that.

Count Tyren has lately felt that he is drifting further and further from power.

This is because he has not achieved significant accomplishments during the 30 years of the imperial war.

‘If only that guy hadn’t made me a prisoner!’

Was his name Agric?

The guy who made him a prisoner.

He was annoyed because he was defeated and captured by someone who was neither a noble nor a formal knight, but only released after the war ended.

That’s why I couldn’t choose a specialty.

No, it had to be this way.

Because Count Tyren had no talent for swordplay.

For that reason, Count Tyren has now taken the initiative.

’If we gather this, take responsibility, and use that as an excuse to demand stronger mining rights…’

Even the nobles who secretly ignored him every time they met will look at him again.

His son, who had been invited as a guest, got injured, and even his familiar was taken away. No matter who started the fight.

“Mmm. You’re the famous Dain. I heard your name from Count Sogres.”

“Is that so.”

“I need to meet Count Sogres. And take the initiative.”

But the plan was blocked from the beginning.

“Why should you do that?”

“UH Huh. It’s a childish fight, but it’s also something that adults should know.

“Did you try to hide it because you were afraid of getting scolded?”

Dain shook his head at those words.

“No. I have no intention of hiding it, and I’m not afraid.”

“Then take the initiative right now.”

“If I understand.”

The little one endured it.

That’s what I’m going to do eventually.

“But before that, I need an apology.”

“What? Apologize?”

Have you seen such an audacious guy?

“Yes. It’s true that I hit your son’s nose and hurt him.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“You admit it. But why don’t you tell me that you stole the summoned beast?

“I didn’t steal the summoned beast, but the summoned beast obeyed me.”

“What?”

Count Tyren had some knowledge of summoning, thanks to his eldest son Digron’s talent for summoning.

If a summoner obeys another summoner, it means they are a high-level summoner.

‘Wait a minute, didn’t you say that the second daughter here is a genius summoner? If that’s the case, there is a high possibility that she taught him a cruel way to forcibly disconnect the link!

Count Tyren couldn’t even imagine that Dain had such an affinity for summoned familiars and immediately refuted it.

“Still, the feeling of loss when a summoned familiar is taken away is significant. So are you saying you won’t apologize for this?”

“Do I have any reason to apologize for what naturally happened?”

“This kind of arrogant kid is rude even when adults are talking…”

Count Tyren stopped talking and calmed his emotions.

What are you doing in front of his son?

The real target is Count Sogres.

“I won’t criticize you or speak ill of you, so let’s go to Count Sogres right away.”

It was then.

“Are you looking for me?”

Count Sogres appeared from one side of the garden.

“I was taking a walk when I heard someone mentioning me, so I came here…”

“What’s going on, Count Tyren?”

Count Tyren’s face momentarily filled with shame.

Look at yourself getting angry.

And the son of Count Sogres presented himself before him.

“So, Count Sogres.”

And after him…

“Duke Thermion!”

It was also Duke Thermion.

“Wasn’t I right? It sounded like your son’s voice.”

“You also have sharp ears. Even though it’s been quite a while.”

“This kid. Isn’t this proof that I find your son very interesting?”

“Well, I have to think about the engagement of my younger son.”

“Haha. That’s fine.”

Duke Thermion suddenly looked at the situation, took a step back, and spread his hands.

“Ah. Just pretend I don’t exist and continue. I’ll let you talk if you want.”

Is that possible?

“It shouldn’t be that big.”

Count Sogres was going to visit us anyway.

However, if Duke Thermion also intervenes, the story is different.

A cold sweat began to break out on Count Tyren’s back.

***

My father, whom I know, is a man who cares deeply for his family, but he is not a man whose arms are severely bent inward.

In other words, it means that in disputes with the outside world, you will be considered an enemy.

That was the case in this instance.

My father decided to hear from Digron and me separately.

“Digron. Would you like to explain first?”

“Well… I was lost in the garden with my brother. So, I asked your son to guide me, but he seemed to ignore me, so when I approached him, he suddenly hit me on the nose with his forehead and then used strange tricks to play with me.”

Seeing how skillfully she hides the facts and states things for her own benefit, it seems like a very dark story from the start.

This is not the first time I’ve seen someone like this.

“Weird method?”

“Yes. Suddenly, something flew out and hit my brother and me.”

That’s a magical solution I did.

My father thought for a moment and then nodded as if to continue.

“After that, I summoned a familiar with the intention of finding him, but suddenly, my familiar was taken away from me… Instead, they tried to attack me! There must be something I don’t know. I saw it in a book. There is a secret way to forcibly take away a summoned familiar!”

Count Tyren also joined in as if he had been waiting.

“Count Sogres. I tried to be cautious and go as far as possible.”

In the midst of those words, my father turned his head to Count Tyren. Count Tyren continued speaking triumphantly.

“Of course, just because your son has a broken nose doesn’t mean there’s any problem. There must be an expert healer in Count Sogres’ castle. But the summoned familiar… I don’t know what your son did, but I think he will take care of it.”

It’s as if he’s acting like a great man.

It’s a stark contrast to the way he was a captive, and they crowded around me, asking where to put their hands.

Meanwhile, my father gave a simple response.

“I haven’t heard Dain’s story yet, Count Tyren.”

“Is there anything else you want to hear? Anyone can see that my son is injured…”

“In a fight, it’s not always the one who’s hurt that’s the good one. I’ll listen to Dain’s story, judge it, and then come to a conclusion.”

After saying that, my father looked towards Duke Thermion and then added:

“If you have any doubts about that, wouldn’t it be good to ask Duke Thermion to judge?”

“Jahaha. Is that possible?”

Duke Thermion willingly agreed.

“Well, if you need me, I’ll do it.”

While Count Tyren was talking, my father turned his head to me.

“Dain, explain yourself.”

It wasn’t a cold or friendly look.

However, I don’t feel sad.

Because my father is trying to handle things now not as my father but as the Count of Sogres.

“There are some differences with the facts, but what the eldest son of the Tyren family said is true.”

My father’s eyebrows arched for a moment.

“Count Sogres, am I right.”

“Continue, Dain.”

I looked at Count Tyren, who was confused when he stopped talking, and replied.

“But because he was arbitrarily stepping on the flowers that had been carefully cultivated while trampling the garden, I simply told him to step away from there, and the eldest son of the Tyren family was the one who got angry at those words and came at me and grabbed me by the neck.”

Digron’s face is turning pale.

“That’s a lie!”

Could it be a lie?

My father didn’t even look in that direction but looked at me as if telling me to continue.

“I also heard it clearly. The fact that you summoned Gendfu and ordered him to kill me.”

“…”

Count Tyren’s mouth was wide open, and Digron was clearly embarrassed, not knowing what to do.

I nailed it here.

“And it’s not true that the summoned familiar was taken away. Strictly speaking, the summoned familiar naturally obeyed me.”

“Obey?”

“Yes. Gendfu made eye contact with me, and suddenly lowered his tail, showing his friendliness towards me.”

“…!”

My father knew it.

That I have a talent for summoning.

So you’ll have no choice but to believe this.

“This is a questionable statement, Count Sogres. I know very well that your son has a talent for summoning, but it’s impossible for a summoned familiar to obey someone who is not its summoner! Obviously through some cowardly means…”

I responded.

“There isn’t.”

“What?”

“There is none.”

“Did your sister tell you that?”

“No. It was just natural for me.”

My father thought about those words for a moment and then asked.

“Can you prove it?”

“Yes.”

“Did your sister tell you that?”

“No. It was just natural for me.”

My father thought about those words for a moment and then asked.

“Can you prove it?”

“Yes.”

My father asked Count Tyren.

“Dain says he can prove it.”

“Oh, this doesn’t make any sense in the first place!”

“It is necessary to confirm that your eldest son’s claims are true. Wouldn’t it be better to do something that can be proven right now instead of wasting a lot of time wondering what kind of cunning means were used?”

“…”

In the end, Count Tyren couldn’t refute and took Digron with him.

“Boo, answer the call…”

Should I say that the shaky appearance is more unpleasant than pitiable?

Until now, you were the type who believed in your father and was ecstatic because you were in a big trouble now.

But it seemed there was a problem.

“Why, why aren’t you coming out?”

Although I used the summoning spell, nothing happened.

Digron felt embarrassed and tried to call again, but there was no response.

It didn’t seem like he was nervous or scared.

Perhaps, if my predictions are correct…

“D-Digron. Hurry up and summon him.”

“Father, that’s… It’s not working.”

“Why can’t I do it when you’ve done it several times a day?”

Count Tyren scolded him, but Digron could only cry and do nothing.

I moved my hands and tried to make a seal for the summoning technique, that is, a seal that could summon Gendfu.

Yes. Yes.

The magical power in my body reacts.

I was surprised for a moment.

I thought I was only temporarily connected to Gendfu, but was that not the case?

“…”

After thinking about it, I told my father.

“Father. Maybe I can do it.”

“Can you explain what you mean?”

“I think I can perform the summoning that the eldest son of the Tyren family can’t do right now.”

At those words, all eyes turned to me.

For a moment, my father shook his head slightly as if to say nothing, but after looking into my eyes, he opened his mouth.

“Can you prove it?”

Of course, my answer was decided.

“Yes. I can.”