I Shall Master This Family's
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Chapter 18

"Today's class will end here."

Clerivan said as he finished class.

I'm the only one listening properly, but Clerivan doesn't seem to care much.

"And I have a task today."

"uh yeah.."

When children are told they have a task, they sigh as if they lost everything.

Dislike of homework is the same everywhere.

"Tasks today are relatively simple. Of course, that's not the case."

Sounds like some kind of hot iced tea.

I was curious and looked towards Clerivan

“Your job is to find the answer to the question, 'What is the most valuable thing for a trader?'”

"Of course it's money."

Gilliu immediately replied.

“Then, that will be Gilliu's answer. Let's talk more about homework in the next class.”

As Clerivan cleans the board, he announces that the class is over.

I cleaned the chair where I sat and stood.

Mayron, who was arranging the pillows right after me, complained.

"I don't know!! how do we know about trading well.”

I don't know why I feel like laughing.

Others don't know, but I do.

Only one person was named Clerivan Pellet, a person with a powerful position and a person with frightening abilities.

After looking around, I immediately changed the subject.

"But, didn't Belsach not come today?"

There was no sound of snoring, so how comfortable was the atmosphere of the class.

Today, the contents of the class are more comfortable in my ears.

"Belsach followed his father to a meeting."

A voice answered.

"Oh, it's Larane."

"Hello, Florentia."

Even today, the beautiful Larane was wearing a dress full of white frills.

At first, we were not very familiar, and while taking classes together, we sometimes chatted and greeted briefly.

But I always spoke first, and this was the first time Larane came to me like today.

"You know, Florentia."

"Yes, why?"

"What color do you like?"

The question suddenly came, and I was a little confused.

What is my favorite color?

I blinked a few times and answered.

"Red."

"Oh, so so. I get it."

After hearing that, Larane turned around and left.

The twins approached me, standing still in shame.

"What's wrong? What's Larane doing?"

“Suddenly he asked.....”.

"What did he ask?"

"He asked me what color I like."

I think the twins will react like 'Ah, what the fuck is' or 'That's an ugly question'.

But the two smiled broadly opening their eyes.

"Tia likes red!"

“Red, red..”

The twins' reaction was also strange.

Mayron put on a delighted expression as if he knew very good information, and Gilliu continued muttering red.

Larane and the twins are weird.

No, the twins were a bit strange at first, but today they are even stranger.

"I have to go and take a nap."

I took a breath and began to clean up the class.

* * *

In the southern district under the direct command of the emperor, there was a residential area where the townhouses of the nobles were concentrated.

This place commonly referred to as the 'His Majesty' has a luxurious and beautiful outer scenery that cannot be compared to other areas.

Among them, the Sedakyuna shopping street, where upscale shops gather, is still bustling with nobles and wealthy merchants today.

The 'Victoria Place' restaurant, which has been fully booked every day since it opened a while ago, does not accept any other guests today just for a group of customers.

The meeting was held once in a season by Viese Lombardy, the eldest son of the Lombardy Lord, who was well known in the social world.

"You're saying that Lombardy and Angelas are going to start a business together?"

“I heard that story too! I'm so happy!"

When the nobles gathered here today, the first theme they brought was the same.

The topic of socialization today is the cooperation of both families.

Lombardy, who was called a nobleman above nobility, and Angelas, who had already produced a consort, joined hands and went into business.

Although it had not been well expressed, it had already spread by word of mouth.

"I heard it's a textile business. Really it?"

"Did they buy western silk and bring it in?"

"Maybe. Angenas is a family with roots in the west, and if it's Top Lombardy, you can cover a very long distance of it.” [1]

Viese's mouth, which struggled to keep a smile amidst the controversy, shook.

Not long after Gallahan's work began, he continued to sleep uncomfortably at night.

He calmed himself down thinking that he was generously giving business to Gallahan, who had never done anything until now.

However, when he saw that the business plan became a hot topic in the mouths of others, he became annoyed again.

"Vie."

There's a hand on Viese's stiff shoulder.

That's Viese's wife, Seral.

"The other guy's watching, baby."

He said with a smile that seemed to be whispering a friendly word, but that sweet voice only flashed through his mind.

Not surprisingly, the other nobles who talked about the textile business glanced at Viese.

Rumors that he was the one who originally started the Lombardy and Angelas collaboration project cannot be ignored by them.

Although they knew what was going on, they talked about the textile business in front of Viese.

This is a battlefield.

Viese quickly hid his expression with the cup he held in his hand.

Those who hoped Viese, who liked to shout, would explode, disappointed as she recovered her composure.

They were faces who wanted an interesting sight.

"Can we breathe the wind for a moment?"

Seral made Viese rise from the table.

And with an elegant step, he headed somewhere without people.

Seral had a ceremony, after once again making sure that there were no known people around.

Seral said, rubbing her husband's shoulder.

"really. And this is a business that's barely too good. It probably won't work because Gallahan's running it"

"Yes, so don't bother."

Seral understands Viese's anxiety.

Although he was the eldest son of Lulak, he was a person who lacked a lot.

She knew how to make a very objective assessment of her husband.

So he said in a warmer tone.

"Gallahan is the youngest who can only play. Look around. Lombardy is your name in the social world"

It wasn't a big deal, but as his wife said, Viese's face, which looked around, became extremely bright.

This was because Seral knew what she wanted and what she valued.

"Belsach, come here."

Seral called out to Belsach, who disturbed the butterfly from a distance.

"Which family do I say you should play with their child today?"

"Hm... Miimbert and Belletiron Ronga. But mother."

Belsach frowned and said, crossing his hands on his stomach.

"They're very boring. Can I play alone? That's more fun."

For Belsach, Miimbert's second son and Belletiron's third son were just cowards who couldn't even play together.

"Belsach, what did I say about the most important thing to living as a noble?"

Belsach pouted his lips, recalling the words his mother said so whenever he was scolded by her, he heard a scab in his ear.

"Your Network. Who you hang out with is the most important thing."

"Yes, right. So go and greet Miimbert and Belletiron. Don't forget to laugh as if it was nice to meet him. Okay?"

"Yes...."

Belsach finally lowered his shoulders and walked over to pretend to be close as his mother had instructed.

"You too, wake up now. Gallahan won't be busy for long."

Seral did not think that Gallahan, who was pursuing the project, would produce good results.

So, after seeing the opportunity, he thought that Angelas could talk to Viese and start a new business.

After a while, the couple gently folded their hands and returned to the table.

As if nothing had happened, they led the meeting with a smile.

* * *

"Hello, grandpa!"

When I entered the office, I nodded in greeting.

"Is Florentia here? I brought you juice and cake, so eat a lot."

"Yes, Grandpa! Whoa!"

I ran to the sofa in front of the table with a lot of food on it, with childish cheers.

"Dad, I'm here too."

"okay."

Well, Grandpa also made a terrible difference.

After looking at me and smiling happily, my father greeted me and came back with a firm face typical of my grandfather.

I ate sweets, so I chewed my cake happily and listened to the conversation between my grandfather and my father.

"It's a fabric I've never met, so I'm not sure about the order quantity."

"How much quantity do you produce?"

“This amount can be directly sent to whole Sedakyuna or Dressing Room. The amount of production little by little we adjust to the order status, but that does not mean we can reduce the number of craftsmen completely. "

"Thus, we will not have the capacity to produce when orders come in large quantities."

"Yes so......."

Didn't it go well?

Neither my father nor grandfather looked so good.

I also became nervous.

This textile business should be a reliable stepping stone for my father.

I focused on hearing the conversation, while still eating the cake.

"Have you consulted Clerivan?"

Grandfather who was thinking, tapped on the armrest of the chair for a moment, asked my father.

"I've already discussed it, but there doesn't seem to be any meaningful advice."

"If so, you'll have to wait and see."

"Yes, dad."

It seemed that he was trying not to show his feelings, but my father had a face that seemed to be suffocating from anxiety and burden.

I thought I would be like that when I became like a father.

Even if I said it was my grandfather's order, however, he was in charge of the business brought by his older brother, Viese.

Moreover, the plan was a large-scale business with the Imperial Family woven together.

He breathed a little.

"Let's see the cloth for a minute."

"Here we go."

At my grandfather's words, my father handed out a large piece of cotton coroi cloth.

"It turned out to be softer and lighter than I thought. Easy to color in various colors and has good absorbency, so it will be more useful in summer."

"But there are still a few months left until summer."

The problem seemed to be that there was no way to sell the drawn cloth immediately.

There is about a week left until full-scale sales begin.

Now is the time to decide which customers will ship the goods stably.

I put down my cake with my heart and approached my frustrated father.

"Dad! I want to see it! Me too!"

My father smiled as if he couldn't help it, and gave me a cloth equal to the size he gave my grandfather.

"Wow"

Dad's right.

Coroi cotton fabric is much softer that it cannot be compared to fabrics that only have coroi.

The thickness of the fabric is slightly thicker, but because it is very light, it hardly touches the skin, so it is not burdensome.

When I touched it with my fingertips, I was sure that it would be very soft and absorbent.

Moreover, even because cotton was inside, and even if it was not colored separately, it seemed luxurious that the strange luster was changing.

"For the time being, it would be best to wait for a response from Sedakyuna or some locker rooms in the shopping district that we decided to deliver."

My father said as if he had decided.

"Things are good, so if you wait, you'll definitely get a response."

But Grandfather was still silent as if thinking in another direction.

I thought the same thing about my grandfather.

That's not the best way to make something like this and just wait.

If the problem is low awareness, it is important to let people know, even with a small amount of money.

The nobles would be interested at a certain level just because it was a collaboration between and Angelas.

My father just needed a very small chance.

No need to be large, small and easy to carry.

"What's there?"

My eyes looked around, and found a teacup in front of my father.

Glossary :

[1] "Top" in question is a kind of company