< Chapter 49 - The Journey to the King >
Chapter 49 – The King’s Journey
After Cordelia’s birthday party, which could only be described as peerless.
As expected, there was an uproar at Count Pikes’ house.
“It’s annoying! It’s annoying!”
Emma Pikus was not as docile and cute as her small and lovely appearance suggests.
If we compare it to a dog, should we say that it is closer to a Chihuahua that cannot control its anger and goes wild?
Not only did he break, tear, and destroy things in the room, but he also started a real commotion by throwing his hands at the maids, so Count Pikus couldn’t help but hear about the birthday banquet.
“Explain it in a little more detail.”
Count Pikes, who had his youngest daughter at the age of forty, was a large man with a fierce appearance.
In response to his irritated question, the butler broke out in a cold sweat and explained what had happened at the banquet.
Cordelia Musou.
Because of this, Emma Pikus, who should have been the main character, became a slouch at the banquet.
After hearing the entire explanation, Count Pikus burst into laughter, then started destroying the decorations on his desk, and then he started to yell, knocking over the bookshelf in his office.
“How dare you do that in my house?!”
Where did Emma Pikes’s mischievous personality come from? It was in Count Pikes’ genes and upbringing.
Count Pikus was always on the run, and the butler and other servants had to endure miserable days under extreme stress.
And when Yuder heard all this news, he said with a refreshing smile.
“So what are they going to do?”
What can I do other than get angry and destroy the household?
Cordelia frowned at Uther’s confident attitude and asked a little timidly.
“I wonder if nothing really happens?”
Because the power of the Count Pikes was truly great.
In terms of sheer wealth, the gap was so large that it was questionable whether the combined wealth of the Bayer and Chase families would even be half that of the Pikes.
If such a Count Pikers were to do something bad to Count Chase or Count Bayer······.
Cordelia’s face became even more gloomy as she imagined it, and Uther shook his head.
Cordelia said, pinching his cheek gently.
“That won’t happen. Who are you going to touch? I told you that you won’t be able to do anything.”
“Really?”
“Really. I’ll explain why.”
Uder took a seat next to Cordelia, who was sitting quietly on the sofa with her shoulders hunched, and began to explain slowly.
“First of all, there is no justification.”
“What’s the excuse? Even though we ruined the party?”
“Oh, the way it’s done is the way. Think about it. Where can you go to vent your frustrations? Cordelia Chase is as pretty as a goddess, and our daughter is now a squirrel. Isn’t that too much!?”
That’s right. In any case, the fundamental reason the banquet was ruined was that Cordelia was incredibly pretty compared to Emma.
“Should I go to my father and tell him this? Your daughter is too pretty! What if she’s as pretty as a goddess? Because of your daughter, who is beautiful in the heavenly realm, our beautiful daughter in the human realm is suffering! Explain why she’s so pretty! Explain!”
As Uther clenched his fist and spoke, Cordelia’s face instantly turned red. She knew what he was saying, but it was because she was extremely embarrassed.
“Or should we go and ask our father? Why is the daughter-in-law so pretty? Why is she so pretty that she’s driving a nail into our daughter’s heart?”
“That, that’s enough······.”
“Or to the other nobles? Cordelia Chase’s beauty is like that of a celestial goddess, what atrocity this is, how could someone be born with such beauty and kill our daughter?”
“That, that’s enough······.”
“Or maybe Cordelia’s beauty reached the heavens to the townspeople-.”
“Stop it you crazy bastard! Silence!”
Cordelia, her face red as if she was about to burst, cast a silencing spell, and Uther quickly tore the scroll and dispelled the spell.
“Dispel.”
“this?!”
“Whoa, whoa, calm down.”
The effect was immediate as Uther tickled Cordelia under the chin as if he was soothing a puppy.
Cordelia began to growl, her eyes narrowing.
“Anyway, there is no justification. Do you understand why there is no justification, Cordelia?”
Cordelia nodded with a red face at Uther’s question.
It was definitely because it was difficult to go somewhere and ask for the reason.
And actually, there was another reason why Uder didn’t say anything.
It wasn’t just Cordelia’s beauty that made Emma Pikus a squirrel.
‘Upward compatibility’
The costumes and accessories worn by Uther and Cordelia were every bit as daunting as those of Emma Pikus and her fiancé.
How can we reason about this?
The fact that Count Bayer and Count Chase had much better jewelry meant that Count Pikes was inferior to the two counts.
It was an issue that could not be discussed even if one’s mouth was torn.
“And Count Bayer and Count Chase are by no means easy. In terms of military power alone, they are among the top families among the twelve northern families. You dare pick a fight with these two families? Even though Count Pikes is doing well, it’s impossible.”
Of course, there would be no direct armed conflict since the royal family would not just sit by and watch the twelve northern families clash with each other, but the sword was an item that could be wielded if necessary.
The Counts of Pikes could never treat the Counts of Bayer and Chase, who could be called the swords of the twelve northern houses, lightly.
“We could apply some commercial pressure, but… as you know, our Bayrun is not a border city for nothing. Our main trading partner is Langest anyway.”
Although the Counts of Pikes were great traders, they did not control the entire North.
“In other words, even if Count Pikus runs wild, he’ll only destroy some of the household goods and won’t cause any harm to us—or to our family, to be exact. So don’t worry. Got it?”
“huh.”
When Cordelia answered with a faint smile, as if she was a little relieved, Uther also smiled as if he was satisfied.
“Is there anything else you’re curious about?”
“Uh… yes. I mean shampoo and conditioner.”
“Uh, why is that?”
“How did you make it? No, why do you know how to make it?”
The occupation of Yuder in his previous life that he had been thinking of.
What on earth is it?
What kind of person could possibly make a detonator, shampoo, and conditioner?
When Cordelia asked sharply, narrowing her eyes for the first time in a while, Uder shrugged and answered.
“My friend taught me.”
“Your friend works at a chemical plant?”
“No, we were business partners and had interests in this area.”
Yuder continued speaking, briefly recalling the face of his old friend as if he missed him.
“I taught you that if you go somewhere without shampoo and conditioner, you might be in trouble. That’s why it was left in the memory palace.”
Although he spoke as if it was nothing serious, Cordelia frowned.
Because it was strange no matter how I heard it.
‘You might go to a place where there’s no shampoo or conditioner?’
Where is such a place?
“Did you ever expect that your friend would be reincarnated into the game world?”
“No, that can’t be. It’s probably just something to prepare for when you go somewhere remote.”
When they heard the word Oji, Uther and Cordelia thought of completely different places, but since they were two people who could communicate with each other through their eyes but not through their minds, the conversation didn’t last long.
“Then what about the detonation line?”
“Is that just a job thing?”
“What was your job? Were you really a spy? 007?”
At first I thought it was just nonsense, but the more I looked into it, the more I thought it might be true.
First of all, Uder was so weird.
Even if you leave out the ridiculous Uder Wiki based on the Memory Palace, he was definitely not a normal person.
‘Where is the average person who habitually sets traps near their bed?’
If you have it, you’re mentally ill.
There, Uder knew how to make explosives such as detonators, and he was also good at plotting and scheming.
‘You’re also good at gathering information.’
How on earth did Emma Pikes know what she and her fiancé were wearing and what jewelry they were wearing?
‘To sum up······.’
Spy, 007, legendary mercenary.
Although they were all industries that seemed like they came straight out of a comic book, Cordelia’s eyes began to glow with excitement and confidence.
“There is a possibility…!”
“I know what you’re imagining, but you’re not going to tell me?”
“No, why!”
“Then what were you?”
“huh?”
“What kind of person were you? Don’t you know about give and take?”
Cordelia flinched for a moment at Uther’s words, then turned her gaze elsewhere.
‘Ugh, what should I do?’
Should I just say it out loud?
You’re a student?
But if that happens······.
‘I might have to speak politely to Yuder!’
Actually, the real reason wasn’t because of the honorifics.
A feeling of inexplicable anxiety.
Their current relationship may change as they fully reveal their past lives to each other.
“If we do three, should we say them at the same time?”
“I don’t want to do it.”
“Huh? You’re not going to do that?”
“Yeah, I don’t want to.”
Cordelia kept her lips tightly shut, and Uther blinked but soon smiled.
“Okay, then let’s talk about it.”
“Yeah.”
Cordelia, who had become calm again, pouted her lips and soon started talking about something else.
“But Yuder.”
“Yes, Cordelia.”
“Why aren’t shampoo and conditioner made into commercial products?”
The morning after we first introduced shampoo and conditioner at the banquet.
Sylvia Crossbell appeared with her flowing hair and suggested commercializing shampoo and conditioner.
“This will sell! It will definitely sell!”
Sylvia, the epitome of elegance, shouted excitedly, but Yuder refused her offer as if he had no room for hesitation.
Why would that be?
Cordelia herself thinks that if she makes it, it will sell well.
“Because I have to use it in the royal capital.”
“What’s the relationship between what can be used in the royal capital and what can’t be sold in the north?”
“There is no big relationship.”
After saying that, Yuder stood up and continued his explanation.
“In any case, the North is still the North. From the perspective of the king, it is a remote area.”
Cordelia, who was born in the North, pouted at Uther’s words, but it was still the truth.
“Think about it from the perspective of the high-ranking officials and royal family of the capital. If they adopt and use the trendy items from the wallpaper… wouldn’t it look bad?”
“You don’t want to follow country fashion?”
“To put it bluntly, yes. It also includes the trends of the lower class.”
“I feel sick.”
“Do you still understand?”
“I understand, but it makes me feel bad.”
I think I know what you mean.
It was said that in order to make shampoo and conditioner popular in the royal capital, it was necessary to endure it for a while.
“Then what happens after it becomes popular in the royal capital?”
“I have to make it popular nationwide and grab a big share. So I’ll buy our princess lots of delicious things and pretty things.”
“hmm.”
Cordelia tried to keep her expression straight, but I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was in a pretty good mood.
“Well, anyway, an invitation will arrive from the capital soon, so we just need to head there.”
Although she was not a sick and groaning Yuder, Cordelia would go to the royal capital with Count Chase every year for the national foundation ceremony.
Because it was a precious opportunity to meet Adelia, who was working in the royal capital.
“If we were to leave first, would you allow us to do so?”
“It might be possible if we sell the Holy Cross Guardians. That’s why we made contact this time.”
Uther and Cordelia had no intention of just quietly going to the capital.
You had to power up by completing all the quests located along the road from Bayrun to the royal road.
“You must especially visit the Temple of Life and Archmage Arcaman’s dungeon.”
Each of them was a place where the items needed to power up Uther and Cordelia were sleeping.
“I also need to find a clue to meet Fran.”
Uther nodded immediately at Cordelia’s words.
They were the two people who had gathered some rough information from Lena about the locations of the remaining two of the five heroes, the Druid Fran and the Necromancer Velkian.
“Is Lena doing well?”
“I hope you are doing well. Maybe you have met your teacher by now.”
Lena left for the southern part of the Kingdom of Cailun to meet Landius.
Cordelia took out the feather decoration she had given her.
It was a token of her friendship with Lena, and was something she had received to reassure Fran and Belkian when they met.
“I need to complete quests on the way, find traces of Fran and Belkian if possible, and get to the capital first to do some groundwork. I’ll be very busy.”
“Um… Okay. Cordelia will follow along, so our house’s Yuder will do the thinking. Got it?”
“Yes, ma’am. I will take good care of it.”
Uther, exaggerating his gesture as if he were performing a play, extended his hand to Cordelia.
“Anyway, now that the story is over, shall we go?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Cordelia, who answered somewhat quietly on purpose, stood up, holding Uther’s hand.
The destination is Count Bayer’s office.
It was to get permission to set off on the royal road first.
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A few days later, in a completely different place.
Solusia, a high-level mine of the Devil’s Hand, smiled faintly.
“You’re finally back.”
Uder Bayer and Cordelia Chase.
The two who had fled across the border to the savage lands returned to the North.
“Is this the time to hit?”
To the question of her confidant, Kanos, Solusia slowly nodded.
“Targeting the two heading to the royal road.”
On the way back to Bylun, I couldn’t even think of touching him because none other than Count Chase was with me, but if the two of us set out on a journey together again, it would be a different story.
‘Foolish things······.’
Did you really think the devil’s hand would give up so easily?
Or maybe, after traveling far away once, I mistakenly thought that I was completely independent from the past?
It didn’t matter either way.
All I had to do was get my hands on these two foolish, yet sweet sacrifices.
“What are you going to do? Are you going to step forward yourself this time too?”
“No, I have to shake up the Holy Cross Guardians. Send three intermediate mines.”
It was Uther and Cordelia, each of whom had powers comparable to those of lower-level mines.
If that’s how strong you were when we last met, how much stronger would you have become in just a month?
The intermediate mine set was a truly excessive distribution, filled with the will to never fail.
“I will obey your orders.”
As Kanos, who had shown his example, left the room, Solusia, who was left alone, opened the Demon’s Record.
It was to consider which demon to summon Cordelia as a sacrifice.
‘It’s an exaggerated story anyway.’
The activities of Uther and Cordelia beyond the border.
Soluzia knew that the Demon’s Eye that had taken over the savage lands had failed greatly, but she did not know the specific process.
‘I guess I did make some progress.’
But even so, it was obvious what two people with the strength of a low-level mine could do.
The really important matters would have been taken care of by Count Chase and Count Hresvelg.
‘I will make you regret it.’
What was not caught quickly, what was not sacrificed long ago.
A faint smile spread across Soluzia’s face.
It wasn’t because they had found the perfect demon to summon Cordelia as a sacrifice.
The commander’s trust will be restored as the two men are caught.
Your position will be strengthened again.
‘I hope that day comes soon.’
The day when Uther and Cordelia set off on a journey to the royal capital.
Soluzia, with a slightly deeper smile, turned her gaze back to the Demon Record.
He turned the pages of the Devil’s Record with his long, thin fingers.
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