I Shall Master This Family's
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Chapter 29

Lombardy's office at the mansion.

Heavy air that makes someone seem unable to breathe fills the interior of the office.

The feeling of wanting to leave the room is visible on the face of the person entering the office.

It was Lulak Lombardy, who was sitting at a desk in the mansion's office, creating such a frightening atmosphere.

Lulak, who was nicknamed the 'Lion of Lombardy' when he was young, grew more terrifying and scarier as he got older.

Lulak was looking at a statue of Natalia, his wife, in the window.

It was a statue given by his grandson, Florentia, as a gift.

He always enjoyed it with longing and affection for his wife, but it was a little different at the moment.

"Sheep..."

Lulak called his dead wife's nickname.

"We're supposed to be a little tighter parents."

Viese was the first son of both partners.

In addition, there was Shananet, the eldest daughter, but since childhood, she was a child who could not reach her hands.

For this reason, Viese who has a childish nature and this naughty side takes the affection of the couple, especially the attention of Natalia.

And that's the problem.

It was too late when he realized something was wrong with Viese's growing figure.

The Lambrew Kingdom was largely a society that used a succession system of firstborns.

Viese recognized him at a very early age.

However, from generation to generation, Lombardy was a family that prioritized individual abilities over the firstborn and successfully held the main office.

As Lulak and his children grew older, his concerns deepened.

If he had the right child, he wanted the child to take over the Lord's work and rest from tomorrow, but there was no one right.

Not long ago, she showed this feeling to her eldest daughter, Shananet, but her daughter's answer was cold.

"I have seen how much my father carried on his back, more than my brothers. And I don't intend to live such a life. Father."

Lulak had to laugh bitterly and nodded his head.

No matter how much one earned, if he did not want it, it became a terrifying chair with thorns.

Not long ago, Viese made another big mistake.

Viese, who was in charge of managing Lombardy's real estate in the Empire's central region, sold the land to a nobleman close to him for too low a price.

The problem was that the land had been known to have iron ore that had been buried steadily.

Knowing that Viese sells land for his outside influence.

Fortunately, from the beginning, it was considered a small mine, so the financial losses were not so great.

However, only this time did Lulak know for sure.

That Viese could abandon Lombardy's interests for his own personal gain

When the mind reaches that point, it is time to finally see the big ******* coming out of Lulak's mouth.

Lulak thought.

The sound of a small knock tickled his ear.

"who's that?"

Lulak asked with an unusual knock.

"Grandfather! It's Tia!"

"... Tia?"

A cheerful and loud voice answered outside the door.

Surprised, Lulak got up from his seat and immediately opened the door.

"Grandfather!"

Florentia, whose face looked like a flower on both cheeks, smiled widely while looking at Lulak.

"Hey, Tia we're here!"

And at the same time, the heavy air pressing down on the office and Lulak flew in a short period of time.

He hugged the little granddaughter who ran in and hugged her feet, laughing at Lulak.

"Well!"

The smile on Lulak's face continued to hear the sound of Florentia laughter.

It was hard to think he was the same person who had let out a gripping atmosphere some time ago.

"Are you busy with your work, grandfather?"

ask Florentia.

"Grandfather wasn't too busy. What happened?"

To Lulak's question, Florentia answered excitedly.

"Please write a letter of recommendation, Grandpa!"

"Letter of recommendation?"

"Yes!"

Lulak tilted his head for a moment, then placed Florentia on the sofa.

When Gallahan and his granddaughter visited the office together, Florentia always had a seat.

After a while, the cake and juice were placed on the table.

Seeing him for a moment, Florentia quickly bit the big cake.

It was too difficult to receive a letter of recommendation from God.

'This is just an eight-year-old boy, he doesn't know what.'

Lulak said to himself and smiled at his grandson.

"Is it delicious?"

"Yes! Sweetie!"

Lulak stroked Florentia's head with a natural appearance.

"Yes, write a letter of recommendation?"

Perhaps, it seemed like he didn't know well, but it wasn't an easy thing to come and ask for a letter of recommendation from God.

Receiving a letter of recommendation stamped with the seal of the Lord, in short, meant receiving full support from Lombardy.

It is also said that if something happens to him, Lombardy will intervene.

"That's impossible for you, for whom is it?"

"It's Estira! He's a student of Dr. O'Malley, and he said he wanted to go to the Imperial Academy to do some research. Herbiology!"

"Then he should get a recommendation from Dr. O'Malley's."

"Dr. O'Malley has already given a letter of recommendation to...."

Perhaps, Florentia was looking for a grandfather who would do this purely because he wanted to help the child.

Lulak seemed to want to comfort his sweet grandson.

However, the letter of recommendation from God was still difficult.

All that was left now was how to resist well without hurting his granddaughter's heart.

"But Florentia. This grandfather's recommendation letter isn't easy to give."

Florentia sat quietly listening with her eyes wide open.

Lulak was already sweating in his head thinking about what to do if his granddaughter started crying

The tail of his smiling mouth would tremble several times.

A very weak personality towards blood and flesh is also manifested here.

"Yes! Broschl's recommendation would be better than this grandfather's recommendation!"

So, it wasn't as much as a recommendation from God, but it would be very helpful.

"If you send that kid named Estira to Broschl and get the appropriate evaluation..."

"I need both!"

Lulak stopped talking.

"Speaking about two sheets..."

"Grandfather's recommendation and Broschl's recommendation, twofold!"

Lulak felt confused and looked for something to say for a moment.

Florentia asked Lulak who was like that.

"You said you needed a reasonable evaluation, didn't you?"

"Yes I said so.... ."

"What if I want to get both of your letters of recommendation?"

Florentia seems sincere.

"Because Estira is very smart and makes everything very well!"

"He did well?"

asked Lulak, looking curious.

"Yes!"

Knowing well about medicine and applying that knowledge to develop and create is a different story.

Many scholars know how to do the former, but the latter is rare.

"In that case, I'll bring Estira's medicine!"

Florentia said, putting the cake he held in his hand.

"It will be hard for me and Broschl to be satisfied at the same time."

"Estira can!"

"It seems you're very confident."

Lulak laughed at his young grandson.

"Yes! So, if you like Estira's medicines, do you write a letter of recommendation, Grandpa?"

Hearing Florentia's words, Lulak laughed and nodded his head.

"Yes, let's do it. I'll tell Broschl before."

"Wow! Grandpa, the best!"

Florentia was very happy and ran and hugged Lulak.

Lulak melts in a hilarious stunt he has never received from another grandson who has always been afraid of him

"Yes yes."

I don't know, Lulak patted the little boy's back and laughed. The fact that the grandson, who appeared to be hugging with his face buried in his grandfather's lap, actually turned his head violently with his shining eyes.1

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The western building is where the offices and conference rooms of the people who worked for Lombardy gathered.

A person not often seen here was walking around the first floor of the western building.

"That guy. Isn't that Gallahan?"

"But why is he so restless here?"

Everyone reporting to their superiors looked back at Gallahan and was confused.

"haaaa.... ."

The corridor, where Gallahan sighed, was in front of Clerivan's office.

The door with the name 'Pelet Clerivan' in the gold foil looked so big.

It's a good idea to hear his daughter's advice.

He came here because he wanted to, but Gallahan hesitated.

That's because he's afraid of Clerivan.

"Must I just go back ........."

It is true that during the Coroi cotton business, the help of Clerivan was greatly appreciated.

However, it was a different thing, whether it was scary or not and Clerivan's sharp eyes.

Gallahan's shoulders are down.

He's very pathetic.

Even before Florentia told him, he had already thought of asking Clerivan for help.

But in any case, he only closed his mind because it was awkward to talk to Clerivan

But her daughter was right.

Of course, if there's something you don't know, you should ask.

In particular, it is right to receive all the help that is acceptable to someone who is still not as proficient in business as he is.

Taking a deep breath in the small, Gallahan, who hardened his mind, knocked on the office door.

Knock.

It was only once, but it was quite loud.

But there is no answer from within.

Again, knock.

Gallahan knocked again, but there was still no answer inside.

"Oh, I don't think he's inside!"

Gallahan's face became strangely bright.

Isn't that inevitable because there's no one in it?

It was then that Gallahan turned to light steps, promising to come back later.

"Oh!"

Not too far away, Clerivan stood up.

Seeing Gallahan with his hands folded and leaning sideways at the window.

"Cle, Clerivan!"

"I wonder when you're gonna knock."

Clerivan said in a cold voice.

He's seen it all.

Gallahan's face became slightly red from embarrassment

"But it didn't take much longer than I thought."

Instead of answering, Gallahan smiled and scratched his head.

"You must have come because you have something to say."

Clerivan walked up and said.

When he saw it, Gallahan thought.

Florentia clearly said, 'Master. Clerivan is always good.'

"Lake in."

First, Clerivan, who was leading the way, said as he opened his office door.

"Well, excuse me for a second."

Gallahan came in, greeted politely.

It was a stiff movement that seemed to make a creaking sound due to the tension.

At that performance, Clerivan laughed without anyone knowing.