Chapter 543

Episode 543 Saving the Countess (1)

Ray, who was resting for a while in the bedroom, moved to the living room with the guidance of the lady-in-waiting.

It was a count’s house that looked like everything would be shabby, but there was a little exception.

A cool picture and a sword worthy of being called a famous sword hanging on the wall are comparable to those of any other county family.

As he looked around, Count Sylvester greeted him first.

“Thank you, saint, for walking this far from the Kingdom of Celia. I am Count Sylvester.”

At that, Ray looked at the Count.

Count Sylvester was a stout man with red hair neatly tied back.

he said hello

“nice to meet you.”

“It’s embarrassing to even call it a county, so I’m afraid the saint will feel uncomfortable.”

what is uncomfortable

The bed in the private room was quite expensive.

Even though the family must be short on funds, Count Sylvester’s heart for the guest was conveyed intact.

As he shook his head, the count offered a seat.

“I was so cubic that I couldn’t even recommend a seat. Sit comfortably.”

As Ray sat down on the chair, Count Sylvester and Gide, who were watching, also sat down.

A subtle stillness flows for a while.

Count Sylvester and Gide, who exchanged glances with each other, began the conversation with a light sigh.

“It’s no different than inviting the saint to the realm.”

Where should I start talking about it?

Count Sylvester, who seemed to be troubled, continued to speak with a drool.

“There is a book in this family that has existed since ancient times.”

Speaking of books, it must have been the one I had heard on the carriage before.

“It was entrusted to me by the previous king. Count Bonn took charge of it without knowing what was written on it or what the book meant.”

Take a sip of tea to see if your throat is burning.

As it was a problem he had been embracing alone for a long time, it seemed that even talking about it to himself seemed to choke him.

“It’s embarrassing, but as the saint saw, Count Bonn has also entered a dead end. Now… I can’t stand it any longer. As the persecution of the royal family continues, Count Sylvester’s family is ignored by other nobles and even continues to live in poverty due to lack of funds. No matter how much the previous king’s will is, I don’t think it’s time to let go.”

Gidea received the Count’s words.

“However, we are in a situation where we cannot carelessly let go of the will of the previous king. If we leave the books, we may be punished for violating the will.”

That is to say, neither can I.

While listening to the story, Ray was speechless in a more serious situation than he thought.

Like the Count, Ray, who quenched his thirst with a teacup, asked.

“Does the Heron family know what is written on the book?”

“no. The predecessor king said that only the author of the book and himself knew what was written in it. He told me never to let the world know, so I wonder if there must be a reason for that.”

Doesn’t that mean that the count’s family has fallen to this extent with just a piece of paper without even knowing the content?

What on earth is written on it, so the royal family of Heron rushes at it with lights in their eyes?

At this point, Ray himself was also curious.

“Even we have no desire to violate the will of the previous king. Isn’t that why, in order to continue his legacy as much as possible, he is keeping the book behind the count’s family?”

“Mmm.”

“That’s why Silveria, who liked to read books and enjoyed music even when she was young, came to hold a sword in her hand. No matter how much Count Sylvester’s family collapses, if a sword master is born there, the story will be different.”

Well, it’s definitely a story close to a dream, but it’s also true.

The sword master is the highest level to the point of being called the sword of the kingdom.

Even when evaluating the kingdom’s power, the influence of the 6th circle great mage and sword master is not small, so in a small and medium-sized kingdom like the kingdom of Heron, they will be treated generously.

Hana master is not a position that can be achieved by dogs or cows.

It’s not easy to become a master at an early age unless you have the same level of talent as Zeke.

The Sylveria seen by Ray seemed to have potential only if he worked hard for the next 20 years.

He denied the ideal.

“It is more like a dream. If you gain enlightenment right away and become a master, you won’t know, but I can’t use it as a solution.

“yes. Of course it is. That is why we have invited the Holy Son to borrow his opinion.”

Looking at it with sparkling eyes is very burdensome.

Originally, he came to make a deal with the Heron Kingdom.

How did things get twisted and twisted like this?

Ray let out a moaning sound.

The ultimate goal was negotiations with the Heron kingdom, but since the Heron royal family is aiming for the count family, it would be better to resolve the count family’s affairs first and proceed.

Ray, who was deep in thought, nodded shortly after.

“There are several ways. But this will require a lot of help from the Count.”

Count Sylvester nodded with hard eyes.

“If I can help, I will help.”

Permission from Count Sylvester must have been lost.

Gide would also move whenever he spoke.

“The thing that Count Sylvester lacks the most is money. If you don’t have enough money to pay the taxes because you sold the merchant company, it will be eaten by the royal family in an instant.”

It’s embarrassing, but it’s true.

Everyone nodded, and Ray slowly looked at the two of them alternately.

“I’m thinking of making a top again.”

* * *

Determined to make a top tier, Ray asked Count Sylvester if there was anything that could be a special product and how much grain was produced in the estate.

That’s only a few days.

Perhaps he thought Count Sylvester’s explanation was not enough.

Because we know that making the top is not an easy task.

Count Sylvester and Gide left him alone.

Upon hearing the news, Sylveria was stunned.

“Ah, did my father even turn over the ledger?”

At best, it was the son of a baron.

Even though they say they are a little poorer than the other counts, how could they have handed over the ledger to someone like the second son of a baron from the kingdom of Silia!

Stunned, Silveria immediately ran to the room to go to and asked what was going on, but the words she heard were ‘I’m thinking about making a guild’ and ‘Wait a little.’ It was just the same words.

It was a situation that made no sense even if she thought about it herself, so now she even wondered if her father and brother had gone crazy together.

“It’s ridiculous to entrust the Bon family’s guild to someone else!”

Thinking that it couldn’t continue like this, Silveria moved to the separate room with Ray this time.

Knock-knock-

knock, but no response is heard.

“I will go in.”

Despite entering the guest room, Sylveria did not hold back.

When I opened the door, I saw a young man lying on the table with old paper and incense.

Seeing him sleeping while drooling, it’s hard to tell whether he’s creating a top tier or a crappy situation.

Naturally, her armies frowned.

Sylveria shook Ray to wake him up.

“What the hell is this doing?”

“Um… what’s going on here?”

“I heard you said you were making a caravan!”

“that’s right. I’m thinking of making a grand prize team, not just the top.”

sigh.

My heart melts when I see her smiling because of her appearance that easily surpasses that of an elf.

Shaking her head vigorously, she brushed off any hint of mercy before speaking again.

“Do you think that makes sense? Nothing is left of the family line. We have to start all over again!”

“i know. That’s why you’re looking so hard.”

She pretended to work hard, but to Sylveria, it seemed that she was taking a long nap and waking up late to work in a hurry.

“Are you thinking about something?”

There can be no thoughts.

What kind of secret plan is there in a territory that has no special products?

Ray scratched the back of his head and confessed honestly.

“no.”

At those words, Sylveria’s clothes exploded even more.

she said, pounding her chest with her fist.

“Then I shouldn’t be doing this, I have to do something!”

“Don’t worry. The job of making the top is from now on.”

Why does this crazy guy still look confident when he hasn’t started anything?

Unlike Sylveria, who was very worried, Ray headed for somewhere while walking with a brisk walk.

* * *

The place he arrived at was an ordinary stable in the territory.

He talked to the stable keeper for dozens of minutes.

Then, after lying down in the shade of a tree, he nodded off.

He woke up when the merchant was passing the street corner, chatted happily with the merchant, and went to the blacksmith’s shop saying that his ears were bored.

There was no such thing as play.

‘Still, I’ll do something right for a day.’ Silveria, who was thinking, couldn’t stop feeling more and more disappointed.

He said with a smile that he was so happy.

“There was quite a harvest today.”

harvesting?

What kind of harvest was the harvest!

At most, chatting with the people of the territory and sleeping loosely was all!

I wanted to shout at him in anger, but Silveria kept her mouth shut.

There was no energy left to speak of.

The young man in front of me has no ability.

He shouted loudly that he would make a guild, but because it was a matter that could not be solved by his own abilities, he often skipped over it.

‘It’s not just the top, you’re going to make a grand corps? joy. I’ll be glad if it doesn’t ruin the territory.’

Silveria, who was shaking her head, decided to turn her nerves away from him.

If you worry about it, you’re only hurting yourself.

This person had no intention of making a guild from the beginning.

Silveria sighed and eventually turned her back.