Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

"Franz!"

"Brother!"

"Brother Franz!

To the outrageous outrage of his eldest son, the Bernstein family, other than Franz, and Kai lost their complexion and stood up in unison.

But sooner than that, the girl takes Franz's arm again.

"- Mr. Franz."

She whispered softly wrapping her hands around Franz's saving hands, moisturizing her purple crystal eyes.

"You are, truly, a man of sight."

"Huh...?

Exactly too much, Franz, who in an instant reflected, stopped moving, however, to the girl's phrase, "I really have eyes to see".

And she took control of her sudden surroundings with only her gaze, and told him:

"You are a very, very kind man. I know."

To the words, Franz remembered the kind of shock struck by lightning.

I'm not sure, I have a low profile, I'm arrogant, Tong Rakhan.

If such words express his attitude wrapped in thorns, he has bathed countless.

But to the best of my knowledge, the girl was the first person to see Franz become a "kind" person.

"Ya, 'cause...?

"You are someone who thinks very much about what that person needs. Someone who can't be captured, for what it looks like or for what it looks like right now. Because we identify things properly."

To the word, and to the rumored eyes of Harkenberg that he sees the truth, Franz had something in mind.

(No way, Camilla even foresees that I was interested in the formation...?

That's right.

At first, Franz put his hand in the realm of the formation, with the possibility that even ordinary people could use magic to save Camilla the sick.

If you open the lid, the development of the formation is not as easy for amateurs to relate to, and while you were spending time in the prank, my brother Oscar just saved my sister with "The Virgin's Hair".

Franz and I are glad Camilla, my youngest sister, helped. But when I said greed, I wanted it to be me who solved it and was recognized by my family.

"... Ugh, it's just a lie"

You were so happy that the girl's words trembled, the self of the little man shrunk into the complex, he scratches his last bad foot.

"Everybody...... even my family says my brother is better. You saved my sister, 'cause it's him in the end. His face, his grades, his talent as a merchant... his popularity, everything, he's better."

Towards the younger, and first-time girl, what a pity.

That being said, the plug of emotion that opened once didn't quite get me back.

"Mr. Franz."

Leo called out to Franz, who suddenly weakened his prestige and cried with a deep sigh.

I don't like the man I personally turned away from, but I wanted to manage to comfort you if my esteemed friend of heart is losing confidence.

Anyway, he is also a broken man who sparingly blessed his first encounter with a small silver coin.

I would love for you to restore your confidence and, if possible, get into formation business vigorously and suck that sweet juice with me.

"I won't tell you that. Mr. Franz has the strengths, the strengths, that Senior Oscar will never rival."

"Something..."

Franz, whispering back, is certainly a stifling young man as far as I can tell.

I'm not likely to receive a woman with a prominent appearance of a nervous eye, and I can't get a weak personality.

(What I have is that love for that extravagant moneymaker and the foresight of trying to embark on a formation business and the sloppy chubby and... what, you're such a good guy when you line up, this guy)

But Oscar also thought Leo would not be an argument for being "better than his brother" in those elements, as he does seem to have a money-making sense and a nice senior who pays well.

Others, and, as always, stare at Franz from top to bottom, holding both hands.

So Leo opened his eyes all the way.

- Yes, sir.

"Huh?"

"Yes. Franz's, Strengths"

Leo looked around slightly, approximating Franz frowning at what the hell was going on.

- Oscar is staring at this one.

Deciding that you couldn't say too much, Leo decided to blur and tell.

"Not to Senior Oscar, but to Mr. Franz, there is."

Tell him in a serious voice, staring at his rich, lush (...) chestnut hair.

"The truth is, Mr. Franz. 'Cause, you know, you're here, right?

"What?"

Franz was baffled, but he slurred his throat at at the little seriousness of the girl staring at this one.

"Mr. Franz's, it's, it's real. I didn't borrow magic, I was born with it. Now, one day, even if they don't notice. Over time, many people will notice."

"Born...? Eventually, you realize...?

"Yes, then, Mr. Franz will support you, Senior Oscar."

The girl's words were abstract and Franz didn't make sense right away.

"What the hell is that...?

"Excuse me. From my mouth, no more"

When she asks for an answer, the girl pulls her mouth together and shakes her head quietly.

That being done, Franz shook his head violently when he realized he was about to cut himself completely sweet by the younger girl.

"Shh... sorry. Oh, no, I'm sorry. Right. From now on, what the hell did I..."

At some point, I could even take a salute with all the shapes.

I blame myself for pity, but the emotion wasn't bitter than usual.

Because

(I also have strengths... Not even in Oscar, real strengths......)

For the words of the girl laid their roots down somewhat in the heart of Franz's heart, which was shriveling weakly.

It was as if to enliven the dry earth and to make the great trees of the blue, in the name of confidence.

"Sorry, we talked"

The girl, who seems to have finally realized that she had been holding hands for a long time, tries to let go of her hand as illuminated.

Weirdly lonely for that sign of warmth away, Franz staggered,

"Um!"

Now he was holding the girl's hand from his side.

"Huh?"

"Les, Leonora,. I'm so sorry for all the disrespect."

"Oh. No."

Girls who don't care and give it back are tolerant everywhere.

Feeling something hot enough to say it was the first time in his life, Franz had freshly spoken quickly.

"Um...! Me, no, me, I'll hang in there. Earlier words, engraved on the chest. I'm sure I'll find my only strength and try to nurture it. In that way, we will further develop this Bernstein Chamber of Commerce. So......!

So.

Words ahead of me couldn't be said with my chest clogged.

But for that matter, the words that cried out to the girl were to be inscribed in the heart of Franz, as a strong oath.

"... Leonora, I'm sorry about your brother. This is it."

I sense signs that the story has come to a paragraph, and Oscar cuts it out.

Even Hagel, Juana and Camilla began to come home happy to say they were preparing souvenirs, waving their hands and saying no to apologizing flat-headed.

"Again, thank you for today. I'm so sorry you're here."

"No, no, many times. This is the one I tried, and it's over on the way."

I'll keep apologizing to Mr. Hagel until I show him off at the front door, and when Leo lightly gets anxious that if he was so sick, he'd bald.

"Oh."

I opened my eyes like I was told something unexpected had happened.

"I'll do what you say. The battle is over by Mr. Leonora."

"Huh?"

When did that happen, I thought Leo would tilt his neck.

Hagel lifted the edge of his mouth more long ago with a merchant-style grin that could do anything. That's how I whisper softly into Leo's ear so he can tell me a secret story.

"You have identified Franz as truthful. Keep all this disrespect to work, not the in-laws I could have said, but that is certainly a man with real eyesight that discerns what is needed in times - like this isn't all something you get from training, is it? I'm sure over time, the world will prove you were right."

No, I have to educate him that way.

Leo watched as Hagel whined about something, drifting through his male parents' piercing locks.

(Is that it? Did I tell you that?

But that question, too,

"At dawn when that happens, let's give you a bottle of wine just for you. I wonder how many years it will be. We need to buy good wine now and get it aged."

Hagel said that, so Leo, who was supposed to get super fine wine somehow, blew it off lightly.

"Yuvaik, it was delicious"

"Oh, did Mr. Leonora like Yuvaik? I get it. Then let's get the best quality stuff from Yuvaik."

"Thank you"

We got a good free meal, we got a glimpse of the hard side of the seniors, we got a small silver coin, and then we're going to get some super fine wine.

Overall, it was a great day.

"It was a pleasure. Also, excuse me."

"Absolutely! I'll be waiting for you."

At the end of the day, the family dropped him off, and Leo followed Bernstein's mansion.

"Huh! Really, what a lovely lady!

Camilla groans inadvertently as she stares at the girl who walks away with her squire, in a gruesome hindsight.

"I saved your life."

"Oh. You too, don't be ashamed of Leonora."

Oscar gently narrowed his blue eyes as he gently stroked his sister's head.

Abnegation Virgin, Leonora.

Her miracle, which teaches the arrogance of the nobility, uncovers the ambitions of the Church, and saves the lives of ordinary people, does not know where to stay afterwards.

What an outfit I invited to my house today to repay my gratitude at all, but instead had my oldest son of the Bernstein family solved his problems.

"... when will I ever be able to repay you?"

Remembering the clear eyes as if they embodied sobriety, when Oscar was so lonely, Hagel, listening with ear satiety, raised an interesting frown.

"You don't get such a weak statement about what could be a Bernstein man. Twice the reward, five times the reward, is our homework. If there is no prospect of repayment, ask Mr. Leonora to increase the amount of repayment once or extend the repayment period. Of course I can help."

"I will too!

Camilla sparkled her eyes.

"You just have to let Brother Oscar marry Leonora! Then we can give back our gratitude for the rest of our lives, all of us!

Oscar flaunted his shoulder gently to his giggling sister.

"Don't be stupid. He has the most terrible uncle in the world who has just been obsessed with the First Prince with great momentum, excellent power, force and finances. I'm a citizen and I can get my hands on it."

"Alas. If the formation spreads, the force map of this country will change a lot. Always have merchants ready to capture their prey at any time."

Juana says back in a quiet, but serious voice to Oscar, who made the most objection.

Apparently, Juana as well as Camilla and Hagel liked the pretty girl thing.

Oscar sighs at the boy.

"Give me a break, he's only twelve."

"Oh no, brother! Doesn't that mean we can get married in four years? How can a nobleman be engaged from the age of five?

"Ok, ok. Age is no excuse."

A fashionable sister can argue with a thousand objections if she wants to pass her demands. Oscar waved at it and whined in a serious voice.

"He's our benefactor. I don't want to tarnish that innocent heart and devotion with loving, evil emotions."

"Brother Oscar..."

Camilla actually knows that her older brother, who is a woman, has stepped on quite a few occasions when it comes to romance. I guess he's the one who bit both sour and sweet, which is why he doesn't want the girl to step into that area easily.

"But... If His Royal Highness changes his mind or Leonora gets hurt, I want your brother to help me."

Oscar, with his sweet blue eyes and masculine appearance, is Camilla's proud brother. Camilla gave up and pointy her lips, dreaming of Oscar standing beside her to protect her beautiful Leonora.

"... well. It's the prince's job to rescue the princess from evil, but if he's not helping, it's always the merchant's job to keep something beautiful in his hands."

"Brother Oscar!

Camilla flushes her cheeks with delight and dew in a thoughtful dialogue.

Camilla couldn't help but float in that future forecast, even though I knew she was just giving me words that I could take no matter what, to behave myself selfishly.

"Right, right! Brother Oscar is a fine merchant of the Bernstein family!

"Camilla."

But at that time, Franz, who had remained silent until then, suddenly raised his voice.

"Even I..."

"Huh?"

Camilla, who could not hear, asks back in confusion.

Franz must have looked up and said away in a strong tone.

"I'm also a Bernstein merchant."

Everyone on the spot took a lot of breath in a clear word like I'd never heard before.

Usually he would have immediately distorted the edge of his lips and left the spot whining about some excuse if he saw such a reaction from his family.

But now Franz was feeling a strong flame burning from the depths of his body. That flame thing, people call it passion. He spun his words vigorously, as the passion commanded.

"I, one day - no, by five years from now, will always be one or another merchant. We don't just get and distribute beautiful and valuable things. Let me (...) create something new beautiful and precious."

His blue eyes were glowing. Instead of the humble colors that usually float, there was now a ray of burning ambition and hope that only those who pursued distant truths would have.

"Develop a formation. Free the demons to the common people. Let the structure of all the forces in this country, no, all over the continent, change its course."

"Brother Franz..."

Camilla opened her eyes wide to the passionate words of her first brother to be heard.

No, it's not just Camilla.

Oscar, Juana, and Hagel were all seriously listening to Franz's sincere proclamation as if he were to swear by the Spirit.

Eventually Franz opened his mouth with a face of strong determination as he turned back to his father.

"Dad. This is where I've been, but I need to talk to you -"

Franz Bernstein.

A seemingly skinny man, he later blossoms his talent as an amazing merchant who is sensitive to the demands of the times and constantly opens up new markets.

When his brother Oscar, also known as a business genius, almost missed his choice only a few times in his life, because he even showed the right path on the basis of observation and supported the prosperity of the Bernstein treasury, he would eventually be called under the title of "Siegel," an ancient Ellandic word meaning "authentic" -

At this time, there was no reason for Leo to know.