CH 83

Chapter 83: A part of the truth of past events

…You like him so much.

To the point of dirtying your own hands.

Knowing that, I feel strangely refreshed.

If she really loves him, I can understand her actions.

Until now, I thought that she was clinging to Albert because she had lost her position as a noble and there was no other way for her to regain a noble-like lifestyle.

But if she really likes Albert, I want to tell her that I don’t think much of him at all.

Although I am hated for what my real father did, it is not my fault for Albert.

Thinking, when Michelia took a step forward, I said,

“Is it okay to be a mistress?”

Michelia has an expression that says “What are you saying?”.

“Albert is looking at you kindly. He doesn’t want to give up his position as a noble either. He doesn’t want his house to fall either. So even if I’m not here, he will probably marry another noble lady who will help the house. It won’t be you…he might like you, but he’s not thinking about marriage. He’s such a sly person.”

“That’s…that’s!”

“I think you know. That’s not what you really want. As long as you have those desires, you’re going to continue to resent the people that Albert is engaged to and the people that he’s married to. I think you should confront Albert about it and see what you two can do about it. If you love each other.”

To be honest, Albert is a loser.

He has no determination to defy his father’s words, and he doesn’t want to give up a noble’s life.

Worst of all, he has no intention of trying to persuade his father to make Michelia a foster daughter of some noble and marry her. He doesn’t try to win anything by working hard.

A person with a weak position, disliked by everyone, can be strong, but he cannot openly say his own wishes to others.

“It’s better to talk to Albert. There should be a house that wants a daughter who can help with the household and has money. Even a house of upstarts with money will do. If you become a foster daughter there, marriage shouldn’t be a dream.”

“Uh…”

Michelia looks at me with a blank face. The tip of the short sword pointed at me drops.

“Why… why are you saying something like that, backing me up?”

Michelia seemed surprised at my statement, which seriously considered our relationship.

So I explained it clearly.

“I hate that person, so I just want you to take him back quickly.”

However, Michelia seems to be confused about this situation.

“But … How do I escape?”

There are ways, but what to do.

Even if I don’t hold a grudge against her, I don’t want to teach Michelia my skill after all.

While thinking about how to hide it, Miss Elena, who was watching us from a little further away, started trembling.

“Linea Elvasti…”

My name is called in a voice that crawls on the ground.

“Always always in the way. Even though the Duke Augren house also excluded the Count Allerid house in the same way. Why did you get Albert-sama and I couldn’t? I, the Duke’s daughter, should have been prioritized!”

Miss Elena’s statement contained unexpected facts.

——Huh?

Is this really possible?

Is it true that not only my father’s house was involved in ruining Michelia’s house, but also Miss Elena’s house for some reason?

Suddenly, I had an idea.

——To make them invade.

Even if he had grasped the weaknesses of various houses and ensnared them to increase his assets, he shouldn’t be able to guide an invasion. After all, despite being called the Count House, the House of Count Elvasti only had territory the size of a cat’s head.

This was because, during the previous generation, a lot of debt was accumulated, and most of the territory was sold off.

Above all, the House of Count Elvasti was too unpopular.

Those who hold grudges would try to find any opportunity to attack, and attack as soon as they see it.

If I were to advance plans for invasion or communicate with a neighboring country, it would likely be exposed soon.

But that isn’t supposed to happen.

If my dream of the future had come true, my father would be alive and well.

If I think about the reasons, it’s natural to consider that there were collaborators.

Duke Augren’s family could use it as a cover.

And from what I’ve seen of Miss Elena, even her father Duke seems to think he’s pretty much the best, and might be annoyed that he doesn’t have a higher claim to the throne than Lars-sama.

There are various motivations that come to mind.

On the other hand, I also think that my real father might have considered using this.

If he can get them to cooperate by riding on a well-planned strategy, it would be best to crush the Duke Augren family while they are in the midst of invasion. I’m sure my father could do it.

I can’t imagine what method he would use.

Count Elvasti, who is the best in the world at thinking of such wicked things, must not have any substandard work.

Miss Elena points her finger at me, who is surprised to have found a new truth.

“That’s enough. Use that medicine again. Make her an easy prey.”

A servant with gold hair, with a dark expression, scatters some powder.

“Hold your breath!”

I said to Michelia while protecting myself with a Block Skill.