I Shall Master This Family's
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Chapter 15

Lombardy's descendants gathered in the Lord's office.

It has been a tradition since they were teenagers to sit in one place on the third day of each week, both during rain and snow.

Gallahan, who has recently been discouraged by the Coroi textile business, is in a hurry, but accidentally too late from the meeting time that has been determined by Lulak.

Sweating, he jumped up and opened the office door, and the other three people looked behind simultaneously different expressions.

"You're late, Galahan."

Viese did not hide his unpleasant expression and gave him a reprimand.

"Sorry brother....."

Gallahan spoke up when he saw the chair in the office was still empty.

"The meeting with Lombardy's bank officials is not over yet."

"Oh, so?"

It is Lulak who is very serious to say do not be late to the meeting.

If the meeting has already started, no matter what age, you will be scolded like a child.

Gallahan sighed slightly while wiping away the sweat formed on his forehead.

"The lucky man."

Viese fluttered as he looked at it.

"Haha. It's been a while, brother."

Gallahan happily laughed at the grumpy Viese and greeted Shananet, who was drinking tea quietly in his chair.

Shananet, who is the oldest child and is quite different in age from Gallahan, does not say much.

"...Okay. Daddy's coming soon. Sit down and relax."

Shananet, who had a long, goose-like neck and was graceful, said in a soft voice.

After saying that, he took another sip of the teacup and looked at the scene far outside the window.

Gallahan sat on an empty chair, thinking that her brother was very beautiful.

"I haven't seen your face lately? What's so busy?"

Laurels, who was sitting next to Viese, asked Gallahan.

Laurels, the third child of a brother and sister, is the brother with the least different age from Gallahan, but his personality is very opposite.

Laurels, who hates complicated and simple things, is frustrated with Gallahan, and Gallahan is very uncomfortable with Laurel's behavior.

"I've done some of the work that my father has entrusted me with lately. Well, even though it's a job, it's just advising with words."

Galahan said humbly.

If it was really about putting a word or two on it, I wouldn't be running around so busy that she couldn't even see her daughter's face lately.

However, Gallahan glanced at Viese's attention.

It was because Viese felt the work he was doing was taken over half way by Gallahan.

As expected.

Viese's face, with his hands folded and just looking forward, fluttered.

However, Laurel did not notice the discomfort of planting at all and jokingly continued to talk.

"ah! I heard that. You stole my sister's business..."

bang off!

Finally, Viese's anger exploded.

Viese who hit the office desk loudly stared at laurel

"Are you kidding me now?"

"Oh, no, it's not like that. I can't do that, brother!"

Surprised, Laurels expresses panic with her entire body.

Laurels is afraid of Viese to the extent that it sometimes seems more like a relationship between superiors and subordinates than siblings.

"And you, Gallahan. I think you already feel that you once led a great job. It's a coincidence that will never happen again, so enjoy it now. Okay?"

It was the same with the confused Gallahan.

He never thought of running the business that Lombardy and Angelas were promoting at the same time.

He had just gone for a walk with his daughter, and something was not right and it just happened.

For Gallahan, who wants to live in the hot sun while reading his favorite book and spending time with Florentia, this heavy and amazing sense of responsibility is poison.

"Sorry, brother. But I don't intend to do that either."

"What?"

"If you want to take over this job again even now ..."

"You, this boy!"

Although he was in his mid-thirties, his habit of raising his hands easily had not been corrected since childhood.

It was the moment when a fight between brothers who had grown up and had children would begin soon.

Tingggg...

Shananet made a small sound and put down her teacup.

"Stop."

With just one word, Viese's movements stopped high.

"You ran wild like a foal hit by a donkey, Viese."

Although the words were mixed with the exhausting *****, Viese's shoulder jerked.

And it's the same with Laurels and Gallahan.

He always had a quiet and calm personality, but once he got angry, he was so scary that no one could stop him.

Viese, who seemed like he was going to smash Gallahan to the ground at any moment, was still a nerd but sat in his chair.

"Thank you, brother."

Gallahan said in a small voice whether he would touch Viese's anger again.

"Nothing to be grateful for. I just hate fights."

Shananet's calm yet cold gaze touched Viese and looked at Gallahan.

"Men are like squirrels."

" yeah?"

"I felt it when I first saw you in my arms, you were like a squirrel, Gallahan."

At first glance, it might sound like a compliment, but Shananet's cold expression said that it wasn't a compliment.

"Even the little things, you are always surprised and run away. Hiding in your little nest and never trying to fight."

"sister...."

"The only thing that shows interest is gathering.like squirrels, right?"

Mild mockery imprinted on Shananet's beautiful lips.

"Let's hear it, your daughter seems pretty smart."

Gallahan, who wore a bitter expression, looked at Shananet in amazement at the Florentian story.

"It's impossible for a lion to come out of a squirrel's father. Shouldn't we expect it?"

He muttered as if speaking to himself, but every word that sounded like a painful thorn.

"Dearly enough. Maybe you're like a squirrel pampering him."

Shananet sipped another cup of tea.

"What do you think, Error."

Galahan said nothing.

He just bit his lower lip and thought deeply about something.

He had no idea that Shananet's gaze would be as sharp as a bird's.

* * *

"His Majesty the Empress, Croyton Angenas is here...."

"Send him in."

Rabini, the Royal Consort of Lambrew, said, cutting the flower stems he had with sharp scissors and picking them up.

Shortly thereafter, Croyton, his aide, in charge of the Durak corps, stepped up cautiously.

He still greeted her without taking his eyes off the fresh rose.

"Your Majesty, I'm here."

Croyton took off his hat and placed it on his chest, pretending to be quite friendly.

"Aren't you the one I've been waiting for, the good news for Top?, you know that, Croyton?"

"Oh, no. Can I come empty-handed, Your Majesty the Empress?"

A line of sweat ran down his back on the edge of the empress, but Croyton said it with a smiling face.

"Please read this."

What Croyton submitted was a brief progress report.

White hand of the empress, take off the flower arranging gloves, receive it.

Croyton smiled as he quickly read the report and read that the empress' skin was not bad.

"As I noted, the Coroi Textil will be on sale next week. First, they will start selling around Sedakyuna Shopping Street, where the noble clothing stores are concentrated .........."

"How do you solve the problem with the supply and demand of textiles, Croyton?"

After a time that felt like forever, the Empress ordered him to seek help from Lombardy.

When I remember that time, sweat came out, and Croyton pulled a handkerchief out of his hand.

It was a hand towel made from embroidered coroi cloth.

"I received Lombardy's support as you ordered. Fortunately, Gallahan Lombardy was very good at the history of textiles and clothing..."

"Gallahan?"

Once again, the empress, wearing flower-stringing gloves, looked at Croyton for the first time.

"Not Vie?"

What else did he do wrong?

Scared, Croyton shrugged.

"Yes, indeed. Originally, I would have continued with Viese, but that was it. He, because he doesn't know much ......."

"If it's a Gallahan, do you mean the youngest?"

The empress, remembering the name Gallahan, located in the corner of the Lombardy family tree, raised one eyebrow.

"Yes! He's a very learned man! To be honest, it was not comparable to Viese by looking at his head. Moreover, because Viese, a person named Clerivan, a Lombardy affiliate, is actively working together to make things easier.... "

"Should I know something else like that, Croyton?"

Croyton's words annoyed the empress, so she stopped talking.

"Oh no! Of course, leave this to me, Your Majesty the Empress"

Croyton quickly bowed, and the Empress picked up her next flower.

"That's not Viese, this is Gallahan.... It's quite interesting."

The empress smiled strangely as she recalled the face of Lulak, who could not understand

Although the law says for the firstborn to be heir in the family, it is a law that no one obeys.

Not only the Imperial family but also a sizable noble family, a bloody war broke out over the structure of succession.

Rabini doesn't like it very much.

The cring!

With a sinister voice somewhere, the rose leaves Rabini was holding were cut in half and scattered one by one.

It was because she remembered this simple thing with rose-red eyes, and she hated seeing the flower

The empress, who placed the flower arrangement scissors on the table, asked Croyton.

"Did Gallahan have a child?"

"Yes, he has a daughter named Florentia. Gallahan once said that he would soon be eight years old."

"That's a girl. Thas right. If he's eight years old, it's not bad."

"Yes?"

Croyton, unable to figure out the queen's heart, ignored her words.

"Today, Astana went to Lombardy to meet Viese's son. I have to ask when he gets back."

When she recalled her beloved son, the empress said with a face like a flower in full bloom.

"Did she not need a partner?"

Her smiling lips were redder than a rose that was cut apart in a mess.

* * *

"Hey, this is a hide-and-seek game. This time, I'll count to 100, so you hide."

"Wow! First time trying! Definitely exciting!"

"Fun, Fun!"

When I saw the twins clenching their hands and twisting their legs, I smiled.

Well, they don't know anything either.

"If you don't get out of the main building, you can hide anywhere. Dangerous places like the last well, a room without people, or a closed place and you can't get there at all. . Okay?"

"Well!"

"OK, now count to 100?"

I said, putting my face on the pillar.

"Let's go, one! two! three! yep!"

I could hear two footsteps moving in the same direction or even further away.

After all, the twins were hiding at the same time.

Thinking it would be easier to find it later, I kept counting.

"Ten! eleven! .... Oh, it's a break. Now a little comfortable."

It's a long way off anyway, so you won't be able to hear it.

They came in the morning and left together because the twins used to play in groups.

The Twins won't bother you anymore if you play with them, as I said if you can play with them, they won't fuss.

So what I found was hide-and-seek, a game that kids are genetically bound to love.

"Ha, it's nice to be peaceful here."

I can't be too loud because I don't have a chattering voice.

I lay down somewhere for a while, then walked around looking for a sunny spot to catch the twins.

On the way from the bustling main building to the deserted pavilion, I saw a small child standing alone.

He was a boy with a dark blonde and clean skin.

"Who is this?"

It was a strange face that seemed to be about the same age as Belsach.

In addition, the behavior of sightseeing or wearing clothes does not look like the children of employees.

If he gets lost, I am in the middle of approaching the boy with the idea of helping.

He took off the hat he was wearing and threw it on the ground and stepped on it with his shoes.

It seems familiar to me that he did not do it once or twice.

I stopped walking with little distance left of him. I don't want to get too close.

His instincts rang the bell to tell him to come back.

I just have to go find twins like this.

I was just about to turn around, thinking so.

Somewhere, a gentle breeze blew and blew, and the hat that the little one stepped on flew into the courtyard.

The man, who looked annoyed for a moment, looked around and found me.

And said.

"That's you. Take that hat off."

"What?"

"Is this a deaf girl? I told him to lift my hat."

"Well, what else is this...."

I said, feeling obligated to purify the stubborn character that would explode in the boiling heat.

"You use it and you throw it away yourself, it looks like Belsach."

That's the worst curse I've ever known, using the word stubborn, son.

However, he frowned at her delicate face, so he said in a soft voice.

"If you go and take it now, you'll live."

"What kind of empty muzzle are you talking about, looks like Belsach."

I said while crossing my arms stiffly.

" you have to finish what you did."

"The ugly bitch talks too much."

Is the irreverence and arrogance of the unknown root a hallmark of aristocratic boys?

Belsach talks like that. It's not just what I said, it's really like Belsach.

Waita minute. As I stared at the face of an unknown little boy, a very unpleasant shadow appeared on the back of the head.

"Well, it's impossible"

"Prince! Prince, where are you!"

I heard a voice looking for someone from far away.

"The prince."

There were many Princesses in the empire, but there were only two Princes.

And I know what a more mature version of that smooth face looks like.

"No way, First Prince ......?"

As if answering my words, the man who raised one of his mouth and laughed unfortunately said.

"Look."

That's really.

Twin soul Belsach. The one who ruined our house.1

It was the First Prince, Astana Nerempe Durelli.