A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

182 – My Nostrum, Your Nostrum (2)

If you have manpower, it would be foolish not to use it.

Although Caroline’s supply and demand may be difficult, the children in the orphanage do not just eat and survive.

Apprentice knights from orphans who had to assist Noir.

They are now under the command of Sir Mente on behalf of Nines, and are gaining practical experience by hunting vampires with Sir Mente.

… Because Ethan Cesar was among them, Lethar caused an uproar at one point, but fortunately his father was able to calm him down, and Ethan was able to join the vampire hunters.

And now, the foundation’s chairman’s office.

“It’s been a while since we all met together like this.”

The Whites, including Wednesday, the seven orphans whom the Emperor sent to Gibraltar when he was crown prince, have now become full-fledged ladies and are sitting right and left in front of me.

“Even though the three people who tried to kill me back then are not here now.”

“…”

“Are you not this nervous anymore?”

“If it was in the past, it wouldn’t have mattered, but if it’s now, it’s okay.”

Wednesday answered with a look as if he was asking something like that.

The other Whites seemed a little nervous, but Wednesday, who spoke to her face to face on a regular basis, didn’t seem to mind.

“No matter how much he went through the ‘rehabilitation’ process in Morgania’s basement, that doesn’t mean his history of trying to harm the Chairman disappears.”

“In the Empire, they call that a ‘crime record.’ You aided and abetted that time.”

“I believe I received extenuating circumstances and probation based on what I have done so far.”

“I can’t say anything. Okay. So, how are they doing?”

“Yes. Since I have a record of attempted murder, I am still doing my best as a daycare maid while keeping my head down. The head of the daycare center, Merlin, is holding on very tightly.”

“I see.”

Numbers 9, 18, 27.

They were once their leaders, but being born first does not make you a leader.

To be more specific, they are the dead emperor and the former Crown Princess Isabella.

Although he was a person chosen by the Habsburg Emperor and Empress Erwin at the time, the influence of the emperor at the time could not be ignored even in such appointments.

However, the emperor who was their connection died, and Crown Princess Isabella died of treason.

“For those guys, it’s a relief. Considering they weren’t put to death by association.”

“…?”

“Ah. It’s no big deal. They may all be children of the Habsburg emperor, but their mother was implicated in treason and was purged.”

“I guess we should all be thankful that we didn’t get our heads cut off. But…”

“But?”

“If you say you will avenge your dead mother-“

“Immediately, I followed my mother.”

I pretended to lightly slit my own throat.

“But you won’t make that choice. You must have learned clearly in the underground of Morgania that ultimately it is you who protects you. Rather, you can take advantage of that element of anxiety.”

“Using anxiety factors…?”

“Tell them to look out for any Imperial humans among those who approach the area. One of the traitorous groups may find that bloodline and try to confuse them.”

“Are you doing a loyalty test?”

“There is no need to do it on purpose, and if he really comes like that, let’s see what he does then. If he wants to live as Gasol of Gibraltar, then he will live like that, and if he still harbors resentment because he thinks he is of imperial noble blood, we will purge him.”

Pair.

“Wednesday will take care of that side of the story, and the rest will tell this side of the story. The reason I called you all was to discuss Noir’s escort.”

Whites correct their posture.

“From Monday to Sunday, ‘6 people.’ Since they are half sisters, it wouldn’t be surprising if they had ‘Day’ in their names, but it is true that they are suspicious to anyone.”

The reason why each day of the week was named OO Day was for the convenience of white people.

“The dedicated Sunday, when each person was in charge of Noir, became your name. That has not changed. Instead, you came here with a new name that you chose for yourself.”

Some say it’s Valentine’s Day.

Someone said Serazade.

The only one that has the name of OO Day is Wednesday.

“Wednesday. I will continue to entrust you with Noir’s exclusive escort.”

“Yes, master.”

“Others, in their respective parts, secure any intelligence that suggests an attempt to assassinate Noir, and can downplay or ignore other matters.”

The only reason to call them is to protect Noir.

“Ignore any assassination against Gray Gibraltar, acts of national treason, or insults against the Gibraltar family. Think only of Noir Gibraltar’s safety. Do you understand?”

All white people have their heads.

However, some of them showed anxious eyes.

“Of course, since you are not ‘master level’, it would be a bit difficult to ask you to deal with someone stronger than a senior knight.”

They are all descended from the Habsburg emperors.

If I didn’t have this or that talent in the first place, I wouldn’t have been able to come to the orphanage at the time.

Except for Wednesday, who is wearing an academy uniform, everyone is wearing maid uniforms, but underneath the maid uniforms are hidden a dagger with a wire and a memorization weapon that can instantly kill a vampire of the level of a senior knight in a 1: 1 match.

“That’s why I called. Someone to take the vacant ‘Saturday’ position, at least temporarily.”

Sreuk.

The chair in the chairman’s office, which was facing behind me, spun around.

“!!”

Everyone looks surprised.

From the moment you came in, you must have been checking for signs of presence inside the chairman’s office, but a person no one recognized suddenly came out.

“Let me introduce you. I am a new student who has recently entered the academy.”

A white-haired girl with twin-tails and a uniform that clings to her body.

What’s special about it is that there’s a mole next to the lips.

“Ipheria Saturday. Master.”

“Chairman. Wouldn’t it be better to tell your age first?”

“…17 years old, master.”

Surprisingly, it was a face that no one believed.

“Hmm. Well then.”

However.

“I’m currently 18 years old, so please call me sister in official settings.”

When Wednesday spoke first, Miss Ipheria smiled.

“I like that guy.”

“Speech style.”

“…Oops.”

“I’m not saying ‘oops, sir.'”

I treated Ipheria Saturday with the title ‘Sir’ and showed my courtesy.

And that one sentence was enough to alert the Whites.

Skills are skills, but the fact that Gray Gibraltar treats her with respect and respect means that this beautiful girl with white hair and twin tails is not an ordinary being.

“Let the whites listen.”

Above all.

“There is no need to throw away her life to save Noir. This girl will always be near Noir and try to protect him.”

“A sudden attack or a weapon. Oh hoho.”

Being a person who can stand in the way of an attack by a master-level assassin means that they do not have to risk their lives unconditionally.

“Instead, there are people you must respond to.”

The assassin who approaches Noir Gibraltar with a knife and animosity is Aiferia (☆17 years old+a).

“What you have to deal with are the fire foxes who are trying to seduce Noir Gibraltar.”

The attack on Noir is not limited to blades.

“Whether the loyalists are trying to use my daughter to capture Noir and take over Gibraltar, or the traitors are trying to turn Noir into an imperialist, the number of women who will attack will definitely increase.”

“…”

“Honey trap.”

It seemed like Wednesday’s mood had calmed down and become sharper, but I tried my best to pretend not to notice and continued her conversation.

“There will be an increase in the number of people who want to use the beauty world for Noir. Absolutely.”

This is information that only regressors know, but if you mix it up properly, it turns into speculation and delusion-expectation.

“There are too many beautiful women among the new students this time.”

“…”

“It’s not a joke, really.”

300 new students.

It’s not like the admissions office filtered them out based on their faces, but the number of handsome men and women has strangely increased.

“You know why it increased, right?”

“…It appears that your identity was laundered.”

Wednesday found the answer right away.

“Is the Emperor planning to bring in Noir Gibraltar as a son-in-law?”

“…That’s a minority.”

Although it is a correct answer, it is a multiple correct answer.

“A minority?”

“There are all these people here with that purpose, so why would they do that again? Unless they got it through insurance.”

“Then…?”

“Purely speaking, a lot of handsome and pretty men and women have come in.”

Face and appearance are not abilities, but in Nostrum, they often symbolize an individual’s abilities.

“In this entrance exam, 17 years old… Do you know how many students are not my age? It’s a whopping 70%.”

“…?”

Of the 300 students, as many as 210 entered Orosol Academy by taking an ‘exam’.

Not at the age of 17, but for different purposes.

“There were many reasons, but there may be many. The most common reason is ‘political’.”

Flap.

As there happened to be a momentary shadow outside, I pointed out the window.

“Whether it is the next emperor of the empire or the next queen of Nostrum, those who try to create a senior-junior relationship by somehow sending their children to the academy before the person in power graduates are on fire.”

Outside the window.

“She’s going to be Her Majesty the Queen in just two years, and she needs to be involved with him somehow.”

I Riagio her Nostrum was flying in the sky, riding her own griffon, her cloak bearing the flag of her her Nostrum her her her her flying her.

“Well, there might be something like that.”

Naria’s patriotic actions.

Habsburg emperor ascends to the throne.

The possibility of Gray Gibraltar.

“Now, the descendants of heroes have gathered.”

Also.

“Maybe an assassin who could kill Noir might come in as a new student.”

* * *

Thersian Empire, Habsburg Palace.

“Damn, again?”

The Habsburg Emperor held the end of a magic ballpoint pen in his mouth and scratched his head irritably.

“How can 270 out of 300 people all have the blood of heroes mixed in?”

“Your Majesty, does your hair fall out when you’re so stressed?”

“Whether we speak respectfully or informally, let’s unify into one, shall we?”

“What can you say? It’s my heart, Your Majesty.”

Vice-Chancellor Bathory Erzsebet, sitting across from him, was biting into a piece of cheese and sipping wine, while the Habsburg Emperor was leaning back on the sofa and lamenting.

“Really, I’m going crazy. Is this Nostrum?”

“Historically, in times of crisis in Nostrum, there has always been a gathering of descendants of heroes, people who inherited the hero’s will, or people from the same village as the hero. This time, it’s your turn. “

“Are you saying the reason you talk so leisurely is because you have taken a position at Orosol Academy?”

“Well, isn’t it bad to live as a human?”

“Are you one year older than last year?”

“…”

Vice-Chancellor Bathory threw his piece of cheese forward, but the Habsburg emperor kept his mouth open and threw the piece of cheese into his mouth.

“Hehe. I guess I’ll be able to live with the party coming in.”

“Don’t stress for no reason. It’s a headache because you think you control everyone. Just accept it as I do.”

“But at that moment, a hero appeared! Why are you telling me to accept it like this?”

“That’s it, Your Majesty? Haha.”

Vice-Chancellor Bathory giggled and twirled the glass filled with red wine.

“But why are you holding on to that profile from earlier? Are you a descendant of a really great hero?”

“No. They are not just ordinary descendants. They are distant descendants of the doctor hero who put the plague that spread throughout the kingdom to rest.”

“It’s not a direct lineage, so can we just say that the blood line has been cut off?”

“If you inherit blood even at 1/128, that’s the bloodline of a hero. The problem is…”

“What is the problem?”

“Why did Gray Gibraltar ‘mark’ me by giving me a scholarship?”

The Habsburg Emperor shook his profile and tilted his head.

“She’s She’s She’s over 20 years old. She’s She’s She’s even 24. She’s just a freshman who hasn’t even gotten married at 24. Why? Did you like this ?”

“Well, um, maybe… Because it’s pretty?”

“In the eyes of Gray Gibraltar?”

“Or maybe it’s because they think of it as Noir Gibraltar’s mate. I don’t know about anything else…”

Grinning.

From noble mtl dot come

“Maybe it’s because she takes after my mother’s her name her her, but her face and body her her are really pretty, right?”