I Shall Master This Family's
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Chapter 6

"Tia, what do you want to get as a birthday present?"

My father asked me while I was watching the waiters pull out breakfast bowls.

As a result of a very careful search last night, I was able to find out that I was still seven years old and had about a month left on my eighth birthday.

"A teddy bear! A very big teddy bear, I want to have it!"

I shouted out loudly, choosing the gift that a seven-year-old wanted.

"But don't you hate dolls?"

"G …."

It's shattered.

Ever since I was a child, I have not been happy with dolls either resembling humans or animals.

I feel like they are alive and moving at night.

I said that I wanted to have a big teddy bear.

My father looked at me as if it was a little strange, and sweat was flowing behind me.

“Now, when I think about it. I think dolls are not good. ”

“Then what do you want to buy?”

"Hmm… ."

I have nothing to remember.

All I want as a gift is a villa in a quiet place or a manor where you can live with money for a lifetime?

But I can't ask for something like that.

I'll have to tell you to buy a suitable book or one.

At that moment, my father clapped his hands as if he had a good idea.

"okay! How about a horse, Tia?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you take a foal about a year old and wear it and raise it from now on, it will be a great horse when you grow up."

"What's……."

I could not answer for a moment and blinked my eyes.

Horses are expensive.

Depending on how many horses they have, it is an important asset that can measure the size of an owner's property or group of owners.

The horse ransom is the same, but more important is the maintenance cost.

If you are not going to feed them and dispose of their feces, you should hire someone to do the job for you, and you also need a cage.

There was nothing to be said about the vast land where horses could run freely.

Even the average noble family bought a horse for their children, but it was the perfect gift for an adult's 18th birthday.

"When I was just your age, I received my first horse as a birthday present."

But this is Lombardy.

Such general economic standards are not used.

He was usually a very simple and gentle person, so I sometimes forgot about him, but my father was also a member of the Lombardy family.

With that thought, I looked at my father.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that, Tia?"

"It's nothing. But Dad, when that happens, the foal's no good."

I didn't really want to learn to ride horses, so I came up with an excuse to refuse.

"You don't want to?"

"It's only been a year, but it has to part with its mother. Isn't that sad."

"Tia."

Gosh darn.

As I spoke, I realized that I had made a mistake.

It was because my father's eyes, staring at me, became moist in an instant.

"You don't like to be separated from your mother ...."

I forgot for a moment.

The fact that my mother died the moment she gave birth to me.

Obviously my father misunderstood that I was thinking of identifying me with the foal.

"Oh, Dad. So that's...!"

I tried to fix it later, but it was too late.

My father, who was looking at me sadly with teary eyes, hugged me and said.

“This father has a short thought. Let's bring the mother horse together.”

"I'm doing fine... Yea?"

What am I hearing now?

“As you said, it seems too cruel to separate a one-year-old foal from its mother. So, if you buy a mother horse together, you will not be able to live happily without a mess.”

Thas right.

Horses are also expensive, but mares that can give birth are more expensive.

But my father, the son of Lulak Lombardy, could not think of it.

I nodded in a half-given state.

"How can our Tia be so kind?"

My father stroked my hair as if it was beautiful to the world and then hugged me tightly again.

Okay.

"You can learn to ride horses, yeah."

My father said to me, growling like a fat cat.

"Did I not go to the library today, but read a book in the living room?"

Unlike other cousins who leave caregivers and spend most of the day with them, I have no caregiver.

In short, I said that I stuck to my father like a scab until I woke up and fell asleep again.

It was also because my father and I were close because they were only two small family members, but the reason why such a simple routine could be done was because my father was unemployed.

"I have to write a book today."

He was an interested and well-educated father in many places, from art to economics, but he did not use it in practice.

Does knowledge end like that?

Then, sometimes, when there was a department he was very interested in, he compiled what he knew and made it a book, like that.

Of course, no income is generated there.

The finished book was just placed on a bookshelf in my father's study.

Nevertheless, my father had the money to buy a mother horse and a baby horse at the same time on the birthday of his seven-year-old daughter.

Lombardy is the best.

Suddenly, drawing something, and making sure my father was focused on his work, I opened my book and sat some distance away.

Of course, reading is just imitation, and the goal is something else.

"Let's set your mind."

It was to show what to do in the future.

It would be best to arrange it by writing it down on a piece of paper, but there is a risk someone will read it.

Being stuck with my dad all day sucks at times like this.

Pretending to read, I flipped the bookshelf and chose the first thing I had to do.

"You must win your grandfather's heart."

If my grandfather had known of my abilities a few years before he died...

I'm sorry, but I'm sure it won't change the future of the family.

Even if I had known about it a few years earlier, it would have been too late.

What will change if the structure of succession has been hardened by the eldest son, Viese, and an illegitimate granddaughter, not even recognized as the successor of the third son, he said, showing superiority in a situation where his son, Belsach, becomes an adult.

There are three mountains I have to cross to compete with them.

It was the seven-year-old daughter of the helpless third son.

So, from now on, I have to show my talent to my grandfather as an opportunity.

I had to strengthen my position and win my grandfather's absolute support.

"But I don't have to rely solely on the power of my wealth just because it's a family affair."

There should be no choice of method or method.

So what I was thinking about was the Second Prince.

Someone outside the family and who will strengthen my position within the family.

Even after becoming a Lord, it is the Second Prince who can empower me.

Of course, I will also help him a lot until he becomes the Crown Prince.

No future Emperor would resist Lombardy, who had built up trust since childhood and helped him become the Crown Prince.

We can be good friends.1

"Oh, it turns out around this time."

I looked out the window as it started raining.

The Second Prince, Perez's mother, died one day during the rainy season this year.

I was told that even though the Emperor's son was born, he died without receiving proper treatment under the pressure of the empress.

Perez, who was poisoned, became the Crown Prince, and when the Empress lay on the bed, she returned the poison.

He was ordered not to allow any MPs to enter the palace.

Instead of the wandering Prince, he was the Prince who had taken power, and Astana, the First Prince who was supposed to be his mother's shield, was pushed to the outskirts, so no one could stop him.

How long would he struggle from being a Prince in a back room where no one was looking for him to become the Crown Prince?

It cannot be done without being poisoned.

Perhaps at this time, Perez, who was thin without his mother, spent day after day alone.

I feel like I want to go and cheer him up, but I can't go.

That's a rule my grandfather made.

The Lombardy children could not leave the mansion at will before their 11th birthday.

However, limited access was made possible with state permission, to prevent crimes against young Lombardy descendants.

"So be patient."

I didn't mean to let go of my hand until I was 11.

But now is the time to focus on work within the family.

The next thing was to create an opportunity to go to the Imperial Palace.

After organizing my thoughts, I flipped the book over again and tried to recall my memories.

"What happened to Lombardy around this time?"

If you do family work for a few years, you study that family history even though you hate it.

In my case, even though I wanted to study harder.

Years when I was eight.

Apparently there must be a big problem in Lombardy.

That was.

I heard a familiar strange sound with a low knock in my ear, groaning with my head wrapped around it.

"Master Gallahan, are you there."

When did I hear this voice?

"Who are you?"

Tilting his head, my father opened the living room door.

And I was amazed at the face that looked through the open door.

After coming out on top in Lombardy, and after my grandfather died, he came out of the house like me and formed the Pellet Company, and in just two years, he left, he expanded into the top 5 companies of Lambrew Kingdom.

Clerivan Pellet is stepping into our living room