I Shall Master This Family's
9

Chapter 9

When Florentia happily looked out the window, Clerivan was in Lulak's office.

In addition to a job as a successor to an education teacher, such as someone who takes care of education in the mansion, he also has to report a lot to the homeowner.

"………That's all I'm gonna tell you today."

"good job. Come sit down and have some tea."

"In that case, I won't refuse."

When Lulak pulled the small bell to ring, the waiter waiting outside entered with a teacup.

In Lulak Lombardy's office in the mansion, the sweet aroma of the finest tea leaves pleases the sense of smell.

"So, how are you feeling?"

Although his words were cut off, the relationship between Lulak and Clerivan was enough to understand the meaning.

"I can understand the words of my Lord."

"Yes, that's a very good opinion, you"

However, as much as he was stingy with others, Lulak laughed for one day because he knew Clerivan, who was stricter on himself.

"Not so long ago, I thought he was just a normal seven-year-old kid. It's a very strange thing."

"Even if not, I'm trying to ask you about that."

clerivan said as he put down his teacup.

"I've called and asked the servant brought by Mr. Gallahan and Miss Florentia, and no one knows about the genius of the girl."

"So that's it."

"I told you that Miss Florentia was qualified to take the class, and Mr. Gallahan was also very surprised."

"Hmmm...."

Lulak rubbed a well-groomed beard.

It was a habit that appeared unconsciously every time he thought deeply.

Clerivan, who was looking at the figure, carefully placed a horse on it.

"I don't think Miss Florentia is hiding her ability."

"Hidden ability....?"

"That's just one hypothesis ...."

"Please explain."

Like the color of an old giant tree, Lulak's brown eyes, which were getting darker and darker, contained the power to make the person facing him bow his head.

Following Lulak's expression, Clerivan's face also became serious.

"She's a very smart woman. Since he was such a person, he would see things that ordinary children would never see. For example, Lombardy is the location of his father's house, Gallahan." 1

"It can be."

The atmosphere of Lulak became increasingly heavy.

He was the one who led the Lombardy family more successfully than anyone else, but he did not go as far as his children grew up.

No, it was the most difficult thing in Lulak Lombardy's life.

One is too much, one does not know, and one is weak.

The eldest daughter and the only daughter, Shananet, is the most deserving.

To Lulak, who was worried about it, his son-in-law, Vestian Schults, came to Daryl's son-in-law and asked his two sons to follow Lombardy's last name.

Even now, not once or twice was there a problem when Lombardy's small business rights were taken away by Schults, who did not even qualify.

Lulak shook his head with a grim face and sighed and wailed.

I'm a little rough

However, the lord did not interfere in the succession fight.

He was just watching to avoid the more extreme things.

"Lucky Florentia doesn't look like her father?"

My heart, which seemed stuffy, popped into my mind at the thought of Florentia, and it opened and grew cold.

"Miss Florentia's brilliant mind may be due to Gallahan's proper upbringing. Environment is important."

"But it's a pity... Gallahan's position was limited to the extent that Florentia had to hide his abilities."

"I don't have much time left. Don't be so impatient."

Hearing Clerivan's words, Lulak nodded his head heavily.

"Let's watch. Be sure to report it directly to me after each class."

Clerivan took another sip of tea and replaced it with an answer.

Smart.

That's when the sound of knocking is heard.

Viese who appears with Lulak's permission to enter.

"Dad, the people from the top of Durak have come."

"Then I'll wake up."

As soon as Viese got into the office, Clerivan said, greeting Lulak.

Only then, when Viese realized Clerivan's whereabouts, was she immediately displeased and frowned.

"You were there too."

"It's been a long time, Mr. Viese."

The two of them could not get along and said that right in front of him.

"My father has to meet someone important, so get out of the table ..."

"No, sit down for a second, then go, Clerivan."

"Dad!"

Although Viese showed dissatisfaction, Lulak did not budge.

Clerivan, forced to follow orders from the host, shrugged and sat down again.

"Begging someone at the top of Durak to enter."

"Yes." Yeah."

Although he disliked the situation, Viese moved smoothly while looking at Clerivan.

Soon after, a middle-aged man in a luxurious dress waited outside entered and politely greeted Lulak.

"It's nice to meet you. This is Croyton Angenas at the top of Durak."

Angenas.

The familiar surname furrowed Clerivan's brows.

Angenas was the current consort's family and Seral's family, Viese's wife.

Clerivan quietly folded his hands.

"I'm Lulak Lombardy. Sit and story."

Even in the short time that Croyton was sitting, Viese could not hide his excited face and shook his butt.

"I heard that story from my eldest son, but will you tell me about his plan again?"

The explanation is long.

After a long and long story, Clerivan asked to confirm his point.

"So, you try to bring textiles from the east, process them, and sell them, but the current peak of Durak does not have enough space to cover such a long distance, he said, so you want to ask me to transport it upstairs. Lombardi?"

"Yes that's right."

"Also, textile payments must be borrowed from Lombardy Bank."

"Yes, I would really appreciate it if you did."

"Huh...."

What is this bullshit?

Clerivan rubbed his bloody forehead and looked at Viese who was sitting across the table.

"Hmmm......."

Lulak also rubbed his stretched beard as if he was uncomfortable.

"Isn't that a very good way, dad?"

Viese's stupid words seemed to explode.

Now it's clear that he doesn't even know what the problem is.

"If this is the case, please pay in bulk."

Moreover, the Empress' cousin was none other than the mischievous Angenas, as if he was looking for the money that had been entrusted to him.

Gosh, from their point of view, they probably thought it was all a simple thing.

This is Angelas, the mother family of Astana, the first prince.

The Imperial Family, in front with the empress as the back boat, was tied together.

In other words, Lombardy had to deal with the failure of this business, where only the shell was above Durak, and eventually it went with Lombardy money.

Unless they intended to fully pretend to be with the Imperial Family, it was impossible for Angelas to get the door as if chasing after the debtor, and knowing that, they knocked on Lombardy's door.

Who does not know what kind of storm will appear in each of these words?

The only one who did not know about this was Viese, who was now smiling.

Not even Lulak knew how ridiculous this 'business plan' was.

Clerivan tried to calm his anger.

It was because he believed that Lulak would refuse moderately.

"I'll leave this to you, Viese. Try to do it carefully without making a mistake."

"lord!!"

Clerivan, startled, exclaimed, but Lulak did not open his mouth again.

"Yes! Trust me, Dad!"

Viese tends to flee with the supreme king of Durak before his speech changes.

Clerivan, who alternated between Lulak and Viese, who was consistent in silence, stood up from his seat and said sternly, wishing he could not.

"Let's see things and talk earlier."

It was Viese who was embarrassed by the sudden intervention.

What kind of lightning was this in the middle happily saying it was done?

The inside of this upper level Durak project was a golden circle that allowed Viese to approach the central power even further.

Currently, Angelas was going through some financial difficulties, and if he could settle it with this textile business, the Empress would owe a great deal to herself.

But when he hurriedly looked at the skin of his father, who did not know his heart, he lingered on his opinion.

Viese yelled at Clerivan, who sprinkled ashes over the finished rice.

"You, someone in charge of the education of the children, don't speak!"

However, Clerivan ignored Viese and simply stared at Lulak.

"That's not an unreasonable request. How about you, sir."

Croyton rolled his eyeballs as if for a while and nodded reluctantly.

"I did that. I have a stack of textiles I've brought with me, so I'll pick them up and visit them again."

Viese's disheveled face flushed in front of Durak's peak.

And he couldn't raise his head like the one who had made a mistake.

"Sorry, Sir. That's not necessary."

That fool!

Clerivan was sick of withholding what he wanted to scream.

It's like getting a low profile for visitors who come to borrow Lombardy's hands and money.

No matter how stupid a dog is, they know who to show their boat to.

Is he Lulak's son?

Clerivan looked at Lulak, who was staring at his eldest son with unknown eyes, but ended up shaking his head.

* * *

"Is this here?"

I was standing in front of a big door.

Although I lived in Lombardy for over twenty years, it was a room I had never been in.

When I was in class, I used the education officer's research room in the northern annex, not near the Lord's office.

"I think this is true, Dad."

Shrugging my shoulders, I pushed the big door firmly.

The door opened smoothly without any sound, and the interior was visible.

"What?"

I used to think about a regular classroom with tables and chairs.

Actually, that was the environment when I was in class.

However, the appearance I faced inside was completely different from a classroom in general.

The spacious room was filled with warm sunlight, and the carpet felt under my feet was soft enough to lie down immediately.

Large and small sofas that look comfortable even at a glance are placed everywhere, and musical instruments and cute dolls are placed in several places in the middle.

All I could see was a large whiteboard and books filling one side of the wall.

And there was a small human figure that naturally took over such a space as if it was mine.

Everyone looked at me to see if I heard the incoming sound, but the appearance was different.

Belsach was stunned with his mouth wide open lying on the widest sofa.

Belsach's older sister, Larane, was reading a book with a large doll on one side.

And my aunt Shananet's twin sons, Gilliu and Mayron, sat across the sunny window and looked at me with fat faces.

They are descendants of Lombardy, my cousin.

Glossaries

[1] he meant that florentia knew the position of his father, who was the weakest of the lulak children.