Noble Reincarnation~Blessed With the Strongest Power From Birth

49. Prince Thunder's Eye

Almost assassinated, weakened Lorens left it to his son Linus.

I would have stayed dead a little later, but that way is what makes it look like a natural death not to make a trauma.

That was in time, which also meant that he was weak but not injured.

As long as it helps, you just need to rest after.

I left Lorens like that to my son, and I headed over to make Pascal drop by.

Pascal's mansion is all over the city of Nisil, and it's a fine building there.

There's a gatekeeper on the mansion's table as a matter of course, but I don't mind getting close to Stasta.

"Stop! Who is it?

The gatekeeper is loyal to his duties, and who does what with a spear at me?

"Is Pascal here?

"You said you were calling the deputy away!? What the hell are you doing?"

It's Noah Alert.

"I don't know if it's Noah - oh, he's an alert!?

The gatekeeper, who lived well until just before, blued inside his face.

Even if you don't know my face, you seem to know exactly what the royal family name is Alert.

And apparently you know I'm sealed in.

"Also, could... His Royal Highness the Thirteenth..."

"Is Pascal here?

"Yes! Inside the mansion!

"Mmm."

I nodded, slid through the side of the gatekeeper and went inside.

Put that guy down as a poker and get closer to Zunzun Mansion.

Coming around the front gate, I now ran into another human being, a man dressed like a butler.

Exactly. I hear the butler guy knows my face, and he panicked to his knees before he even named me.

"I didn't know His Highness was coming, so excuse me."

"Where's Pascal?

Block his dialogue and listen as he progresses.

The butler stood up in a hurry and came behind me.

"Here, it's behind this. I will call you now, please wait in the reception room."

"Good."

I kept going and went inside the mansion.

Go to the "back" the man said.

I was sober with a bunch of servants and maids along the way, but no one tried to stop me when I saw the butler follow me in an attitude that made him look prominent, even though he changed his blood phase.

When I walked into the back room, there Pascal made me wear only half of my clothes, snuggling with a woman like a whore.

Drink, eat a treat, and play with a woman.

I was having some fun.

When I walked into the room, Pascal looked grumpy.

"Don't let anyone in until tomorrow morning. I just said... Ro..."

Pascal looking at this one with that said.

That guy admitted to what I looked like. No, I lost my word.

"Ko, this is Master Noah. It's ugly."

"You can count on it. You tried to seal his mouth."

"Oh, such a thing. Why should I seal Lorens' mouth?"

"I didn't say I was Lorens. Your current relationship with Lorens is one hundred steps away, deputy and killer. Normally, it's not the kind of relationship you associate with a mouth seal."

"Ugh..."

Breathtaking Pascal.

I started shaking like that.

"... Bahamut"

"Ha."

"Punish him."

That's what I say, link the armor ring, embody the Bahamut.

The large deputy's mansion room felt all at once narrow with its emergence.

That's all the giants, that's all the presence.

"To the point of not being an abolitionist, don't be so sneaky"

"What about life?

I shook my head.

"People are treasures... and hope. Even if it doesn't, it doesn't have to change in the future."

"That's my Lord. I'm sorry I couldn't solve the Lord's deep feelings."

"I'll take care of it later."

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I kept trembling to the end, leaving Pascal to Bahamut, who couldn't even do the reverse guile, and I walked away from the mansion.

From the mansion came a scream that seemed to condense all the pain of the world, which continued to be heard uninterruptedly.

At night, the mansion's inner garden.

I came back, I was reading quietly.

Knowledge is needed to do things.

I missed the book if I had time.

Across from me, it's Audrey sitting.

Because I ordered you to sit between paychecks.

"Dear Noah"

"Hmm?"

Well, Audrey called my name.

Put the book down for something, face up and look at her.

"Come in and talk to me."

"What, say it"

"My grandfather told me to ask you. He wants my sister, Anya, in Noah's side room."

"Hmm."

I put the book down. I looked straight at Audrey.

For the aristocrats, it's not a different story.

Rather, it is normal under some circumstances.

Marriage between nobles has another important significance with linking houses, making blood inherit.

When a normal room can't really have a child, the act of using a blood connected sister as a side room to increase the chances of becoming pregnant - that is, having an inheritance - is often taken.

It's not uncommon.

"Okay. I have no objection."

"Is it true!?

"Oh. You, too, would be more comfortable having a thoughtful sister in the side room."

"Thank you......"

Audrey looked happy and fell over.

"When will that be?

"If I can get Noah's approval, I'll have Grandpa soon."

"Looks like you want to make my oldest son the blood of the Thunder Prince."

I'm one Audrey in the main room right now, but since I'm royal, there will be steadily more side rooms ahead.

Unlike the Emperor, the Prince's succession is not that important.

I have an idea that blood should only be clearly connected.

Therefore, the eldest son inherits relatively more than the emperor does.

"I saw your letter and I felt it."

"Hmm?"

"Grandpa, I really like Mr. Noah. I admit it."

"You admit it."

"Yes! I hardly know who that grandfather admitted to so much..."

That's what Audrey said, staring at me with her intoxicated eyes and cheerful face.

"Dear Noah...... it's amazing!

The Emperor's summer resort villa is nominally regarded as a villa, but the Queens, their caretakers, cooks and other servants.

And a guard soldier.

If you put them all in, a thousand people in all, it's practically a little bit the size of the city.

Suburban road back from that villa to the enclosure.

Thunder Prince Indra was in the carriage, staring at the horizon with his posture correct.

What I'm thinking in my head is the content of the interaction with the Emperor in the villa.

"Three, or..."

It was a fairly far-fetched way of putting it, but Indra found from the emperor's tone that the trail - that is, the candidacy of the next emperor - was narrowed down to three.

Fourth Prince Henry.

Eighth Prince Oscar.

And thirteen wise princes Noah.

I know that.

Even from Indra's eyes, these three are particularly brilliant among the nearly twenty remaining Emperor's sons.

Indra is treading when the next emperor is sure to be chosen from these three.

And among them.

Prince Thirteen Xian takes a step - no.

He's leading a lot, Indra thought.

"Awesome, Bowes. I've never seen an emperor praise a prince with an emperor's face, not his father's."

Successor race, to Indra's eyes, Noah seemed to be in great fate.

So he flew his early horse and sent out a letter to his granddaughter Audrey.