My Viins Episode 1 42.


    Dionea, covered in dust from training for the


    bridle (3), retreated for a while to re-groom herself.


    Thanks to that, it was training leader Chester, Moon Minister Tmy, and me who weed Sir Langbolt and Sir Ariad.


    Sitting at a table in the center of the hall, Langbolt took a few sips of beer and nodded.


    “Umm, honey beer is always a delicacy.”


    “Have you been to Longville?”


    “I stopped by when I was serving as a servant. It has already been about 15 years.”


    Leaning back on the back of his chair, Sir Langboldt brushed the beer off his mustache before continuing.


    “The taste hasn’t changed at all. Honey from my hometown is good enough to eat, but it’s not as good as Graduil’s.”


    He put the beer mug down on the table and continued.


    “I’ve already heard that you’re staying here as a diner.”


    “Where are you talking?”


    “I did some ear-buckling on the way through Multingham.”


    “Are you kidding me?”


    He nced at Sir Ariad, who was sitting next to him, and spoke in a whisper.


    “Sir Ariad is the kind of person who can’t stand going anywhere without poking around every nook and cranny. It was the same at Multingham.”


    “Ah…


    Contrary to his pretending to be careful, Sir Langboldt’s voice was not so quiet. It was actually quiterge. It was because everyone in the hall kept their mouths shut.


    Sir Ariadughed and scratched the parrani’s chiseled chin.


    “I was just gathering information. It was very basic, ording to the principles.”


    “If you follow his principles just two more times, your pockets will be empty before you get home.”


    “But you didn’t get quite a lot out of a little effort.”


    “I haven’t gotten anything yet. Didn’t you just take a good chance?”


    “Then it counts as a chance, Sir Langboldt.”


    At the old knight’s rxed words, the blue cloak knight groaned and shut his mouth.


    What are you talking about?


    When I put on a puzzled expression, Sir Langboldt shook his head slightly.


    “Let’s talk about that when the baronesses. By the way, I heard you had a fight with Sir Eselda?”


    “…Did you hear that?”


    “of course. Rumors had spread around the time we left, so there must be no one in Multingham who doesn’t know the story by now.”


    Multingham is the capital of the Marva region and is where Count Tristan’s main residence is located.


    Rumors have already spread there. It hasn’t even been a week since I fought a duel with Sir Eselda and kicked out Doyle


    . The old maid knight is talking about finally being retired, but tsk.”


    “O”


    Sir Langboldt’s eyes twinkled as I narrowed my brows.


    “Yeah, what was it like to see Kyungsoo? Has ‘lily’ be dull?”


    “This is the first time I’vee to know Sir Esselda, so I can’tpare it to the past… but


    I can’t?”


    “From what I’ve been through, it’s never been to the point of being treated like trash.”


    “is it.”


    Lord Langboldt smiled softly and straightened the tip of his mustache.


    “Time may have stolen her beauty, but it seems it hasn’t stolen her skills either.”


    “…You mean beauty?”


    “hmm? Haven’t you ever heard of kyung? Sir Ethel Da’s nickname was ‘Flower on a Horse’.”


    Sir Langboldt


    told the story as if recalling memories.


    It is said that in her youth, Sir Eselda was more famous for her beauty than for her swordsmanship. Countless men have courted her, but she has always arrogantly rejected them.


    -You won’t have me until you pluck the lilies.


    A female knight with peak skills made a habit of saying this, so people took it as a de facto deration of celibacy.


    A man appeared in front of her. It was the young royal knight ‘Sir Calli’.


    As befits a man who will be called the best knight in the kingdom in the future, Sir Calliora defeated Sir Eselda in five matches.


    Many people expected that Lord Calliora would embrace Lord Esselda, but it is said that he suddenly left the day after winning the duel. No one knew what was going on between the two.


    Since then, Sir Esselda has devoted herself more and more to swordsmanship and did not hesitate to stand in the vanguard even on the battlefield. Even after the wind and waves of the years were engraved on her beautiful face, she was alone.


    As a result, people called her ‘Beautiful Sir Eselda’.


    It was a nickname that was a mixture of respect for a noble knight and mockery for a stubborn woman.


    At the end of Lord Langboldt’s story, Dionea appeared.


    She was wearing a chartreuse tunic with a ck-dyed kirtle instead of the thin, line-revealing outfit she had been wearing during training.


    After exchanging ceremonial greetings with the two knights of Ulkar, Dionea immediately brought up the main topic.


    “I heard that the three princes are struggling in the hignds of the West. How did the two of his henchmene to Longville?”


    It was Sir Langboldt who answered her question.


    “Originally, it was just a passing road. I was on my way to the east to carry out an order given by my lord.”


    “…if it’s the east?”


    “Southern Shore, ma’am.”


    As Dionea kept her mouth shut, the elderly herald Tmmy, who was by her side, whispered in a small voice. I instinctively pricked up my ears.


    “This is the territory of ‘Ritten Earl Shore’, a powerful nobleman. Sir Langboldt in front is the second son of the Earl of Lytton.”


    After hearing what Tmmy said, Dionea nodded and opened her mouth.


    “You were on your way home.”


    “……Um, yes.”


    Sir Langboldt smiled bitterly like that before adding his words.


    “The only thing I want to tell you is not about my homing.”


    “then?”


    “I havee with an urgent suggestion that you would like. With your permission, I will present the proposal now.”


    Saying that, Sir Langboldt peeked around the hall.


    Since the only people gathered in the hall were her retainers, bodyguards, and Prince Ulkar’s knights, Dionea nodded her head kindly.


    “Please speakfortably, sir.”


    “Thank you, madam.”


    Sir Langboldt took a moment to clear his voice.


    “I heard that there is a serious conflict in Multingham regarding the inheritance of the estate. With Count Tristan.”


    “…yes. There is such a thing.”


    “I also heard that the second son of the count is running here with an army. Your wife seems to be trying to stand up to this, but you must be very concerned.”


    Dionea shook her head with a stiff face.


    “I am the hostess of the Anig family.”


    Suddenly, her dark green eyes gleamed with a dark light. The emotions contained there are memories of seeing them sometime.


    Responsibility stained with a sense of guilt gained from mixing with another man as soon as the husband disappeared as the answer to a long prayer… “There is nothing to worry about


    . I am just doing my duty.”


    “O 99


    Reading the unreasonable expression of determination on her face, Sir Langboldt quietly swallowed his saliva.


    Then Sir Ariad, who had been silently watching, stepped out.


    “I heard that you sent a letter to the chief justice of the royal capital.”


    “Because it is the only answer.”


    A light sigh passed through the brief silence.


    “I’m sorry, ma’am. You won’t get the results you expect.” Nogisa added with a cold face. “The Supreme Court will not budge. I’ll send a deputy like a high judge. And instead of the text of thew code, he will read Yeongji’s situation ande up with an answer, and he won’t be able to dramatically turn the situation around.”


    “…How can you be so sure of something that hasn’t happened yet?”


    “Because that’s what I’ve been doing all along. As long as the power structure of the capital does not change, the punishment ording to the kingdomw will remain the same. forever.”


    Dionea, who sat in the Ringed Cross chair,


    looked down at Lord Ariad with her mouth tightly shut.


    ‘So what?’ Seeing that, Nogisa quickly gave an answer.


    “So, to turn things around, we need help from within the territory, not from outside.”


    “…Inside the manor?”


    “yes. A powerful man within the territory. You should ask for help from a powerful person who will put your wife in the lordship of Longville.”


    At Nogisa’s exnation, the woman in ck burst intoughter.


    “You speak so easily.”


    “Of course it is not easy.”


    “The Anig family is almost extinct, and my parents are far away in the north. Who the hell are you going to ask for help?”


    “The proposal I brought is just that part.”


    Sir Ariad’s eyes twinkled under his wrinkled eyelids.


    “Someone wants his wife to be the lord of Longville.”


    “yes? Who”


    “This is Miss rissa.”


    “…What about Miss rissa?”


    “yes. I am the eldest daughter and heir of Count Tristan.”


    …What is this nonsense?


    I wasn’t the only one with a grotesque expression. Not only Dionea, but also the vassals of the Anig family, such as the herald, Tmee steward, Editta, all had faces asking what kind of nonsense that was.


    ” ah.”


    The one who eximed was Veldin, the scribe. He seemed to have realized something and then opened his mouth with a puzzled face.


    “Miss rissa is famous for her sincerity and good character. Such a person did such a thing…


    Sir Ariadughed at his stupid voice.


    “If he had been faithful and good, would Count Tristan have made him his sessor? A young woman who is only twenty-four this year?”


    “That’s why the second son, Confucius Doil, has such an arrogant and greedy personality-”


    “Confidence and greed are the main qualities a lord should have, so how can that be a w? And in the first ce” Lord Ariad’s smile twisted a little.


    “The Mullins are originally such people.”


    When the young scribe was silent, Dionea asked a question.


    “Would Miss rissa help me?”


    “yes.”


    “Will he help me? oh before that Does he have the strength to do that?”


    “of course.”


    Ariad pulled out a roll of parchment from his bosom.


    “Strictly speaking, what he wants is not for his wife to be the lord. Confucius to Japan does not be a feudal lord.”


    “…why?”


    “Put yourself in the shoes of Miss rissa. What if one day you became the owner of the county, and your father’s other heirs, even older brothers, took the vassal positions?”


    …Isn’t that strong?


    no Doyle isn’t that bastard.


    “Obviously, it would be terrifying. If Lady rissa, who has be a count, makes even the slightest mistake, Baron Doyle, the son of Count Tristan, will stir up a fuss to shake the authority as if he had been waiting for it.”


    Lord Ariad handed Veldin a roll of parchment. For a moment, the young scribe, with a dazed face, teased him and put the scroll on Dionea.


    “Swear allegiance to Lady rissa. It’s an oath to be made someday anyway, so you can think of it as a little earlier than others.”


    “…can he help me?”


    At Dionea’s doubtful question, Sir Ariadughed for a moment, then quickly erased his expression.


    “I don’t know if my old eyes are correct, but Miss rissa has enough power.”


    “Even if he’s an heir, he’s only a young woman.” “He is the one who virtually controls Multingham.”


    “…How could that be?”


    “You can believe it.”


    Swallowing dry saliva, Dionea opened the parchment and read it while groaning briefly.


    “You already made an offer.”


    “I beg your pardon, ma’am. I was in a bit of a hurry because I was fighting over time.”


    “…You also know the existence of a gold mine.”


    “Miss rissa probably has all the information about Marva. No surprise.” She put the parchment down on herp and sighed quietly. Then he slowly raised his head and met Sir Ariad’s eyes.


    “Is this the help of the 3 princes?”


    “…It wasn’t my lord’s order, but I would appreciate it if you would consider it that way. The reason Lady rissa listened to me in the first ce was because of the halo cast by her lord.”


    “I am surprised. I thought the Mullin family was enemies with the 3 princes.”


    “Originally, no matter what the father says, the daughter is free to choose the object of her love. And, as is well known, our lord is someone you can’t help but love.”


    Dionea, who was making a strange expression, nced out and met her eyes, then turned her head again.


    “What do I have to give to the 3 princes?”


    “I haven’t heard it directly from the lord, but what he wants is always the same.”


    Sir Ariad, who was facing him, said in a very determined tone.


    “Peace and happiness. Just protect them.”


    After a brief silence, Dionea nodded with a heavy sigh.