I Shall Master This Family's
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Chapter 94

Looking towards the voice, I could see Bate, with a somewhat confused face, talking to someone.

"Didn't you hear it? I'm asking you to leave the store now."

The skinny middle-aged man with a fussy impression seemed to be quite troublesome to talk to.

I could see him scratching his ears and clicking his tongue.

But at the same time, the man's eyes kept glancing at the entire store.

His eyes were full of greed.

"The contract is due next year! And at the end of the contract period, it says it allows me to run the store for the next 10 years without worry ..."

"That's what my father said before he died. I don't agree with you on that!"

"What happened..."

Bate always smiled gently, but now she was pale.

"It's only been two years since I opened the store, and I plan on continuing."

"Oh, so? it's none of my business."

The man who seemed to be the owner of the building was not interested in Bate's state.

He inherits the building due to his father's death, but the new owner is busy looking through the building that suddenly belongs to him.

"Oh, my father, this nice building at a ridiculous price..."

It was a mutter that I didn't know if he was talking to himself or if he wanted others to listen.

Moreover, Bate's handsome face was further engulfed in despair.

But he did not give up, Bate said, approaching the landlord once more.

"I'll raise the rent and give it to you. Please reconsider."

However, instead of accepting Bate's offer, the owner laughed.

"It seems you are very young. Life shouldn't be that easy."

"Eh, easy, easy... Ha."

Bate swept his bangs and grinned.

He had a lot to say, but he could not force himself to say it.

"This bakery is very famous, isn't it? I wonder how good it is. Now that I see it, it's thanks to the good place."

The last thing the new owner said seemed to be the limit to Bate's patience.

"We're open now, so next time let's make an appointment on time and talk again. I'll visit you."

"Oh, whatever."

The landlord shook one hand in annoyance.

"There's not much more to say. When you're done with your contract, be prepared to leave."

And the man left the store.

"Yeah..."

Bate took a deep breath.

Today 'Caramel Avenue' became a famous dessert shop and raised its investment

No wonder the new owner suddenly told him to leave the store.

Bate with frowning brows looked towards me and met my eyes.

I said with a smile.

"Here, two more pieces are the same."

I'll buy a lot.

Nodding her head at my words, Bate quickly offered two more pieces of chocolate cake.

But a glass of milk is also included.

"I didn't order this."

"This is a service."

"service?"

Service when you're going to be kicked out of the store?

I looked up, dumbfounded, and Bate said, opening his eyes and scratching the side of his head lightly.

"It's good to drink a lot of milk while growing up."

"Oh yeah...."

Been a long time.

It's been a long time since I've been treated like a child.

Everyone around me treated me like I was half an adult.

So did my father and cousins, not to mention Clarivan and Violet, who made me boss.

Because they know very well that I'm not just an ordinary 11-year-old.

"Thank you for the drink."

I sip milk while bowing.

Bate looked at me with a slightly pleasing face, but when she met my eyes again, she returned to her expressionless face as if she had never done so.

He could not control his facial expression.

I drank a few more sips of milk because I thought I was going to giggle.

Then I had a chat with Craney. Bate, who returned to her usual appearance, started working between the tables filled with people on the second floor.

He stood with his hands in the corner to see if the guests were lacking something, and when he saw the empty glass, he quickly approached and filled it.

Sometimes he looked down at the counter section, but most of the time he did by walking among the guests.

It was Bate whom I saw after being a regular customer on Caramel Avenue for the past few months.

For now, Bate is a better waitress than anyone during the shop's business hours.

During 'Caramel Avenue' opening hours'.

"That's why these days families have such huge debts ..."

"Is the third person in the Peamin family having an affair..."

"I heard rumors from my relatives in the west ..."

Looking outside and sipping milk quietly, I could hear the conversations of the women sitting in groups on various topics.

It was as if my body was sitting here on 'Caramel Avenue', but my ears were listening to what was happening throughout the Empire.

Then I felt a strong look at me and looked.

She looked like a cat, bright yellow eyes shone and stood unnoticed.

This is a cat that seems to do its job cunningly but has sensitive ears.

I'll tell you one more time.

He could not control his facial expression.

* * *

The conference hall where the members of the aristocracy gathered was extremely hot.

The reason, the issue that can be raised sharply that makes the collection of nobles divided into two camps is presented as a topic of meeting.

"Where there is a drought, it is natural to lower the temporary tax rate to ease the burden of the Empire!"

"Is that the burden of the people of the Capital? That's a burden to the Eastern nobles!"

The two nobles, who were at the forefront of each group, stood against each other by dabbing blood on their necks. [1]

"The east was already tax exempt from last year's drought. Greed to do it again this year, greed!"

"There's a drought worse than last year, so what!"

"Eastern Aristocrats will either dispose of their private property or earn money in other ways!"

After such a long debate, this time, the nobles, who were slightly older than the nobles who were arguing in the war, came forward.

"State finance is falling apart due to tax cuts in the East. I guess you don't know that either."

"Our bags did come down a little, but not really. It's not enough to squeeze the blood of an Easterner."

"But when the eastern nobles had fallen under the guise of drought, the entire country suffered a great deal of damage. This is Eastern selfishness."

Lombardy and Angelas remained silent as they each fought out loud.

Lord Angenas listened to his constantly whispering adjutant, and Lulak Lombardy was relaxed as if she was sitting alone in another world.

They fought fiercely as if national security was at stake, but in reality, it was not so serious.

There is a drought in the east, so whether they will be exempt from their taxes this year or not.

That'sthat's all.

In fact, only a few members of the aristocracy sitting here were from the East.

There was only one reason why everyone was fighting so hard for the affairs of others.

Pride.

This was a battle of pride for the nobles, led by Lombardy and Angenas respectively.

When the war of such hot words reached a pause, Lord Angenas spoke.

"If we have to waive the Eastern tax, the family tax against it here should not be raised at all."

“What kind of absurdity is it. Of course, if the tax on one side is reduced, the burden on the other side will increase.”.

A calm attack poured explosively into the Lord of Angenas.

But Angenas secretly accepts .

As the embers of the fire seemed to be extinguished, they spoke again and continued the atmosphere.

"We must continue to delay this agenda" Ferdick took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

He has to make sure that this agenda is moved to the next meeting.

Aristocracy follows majority rule.

However, the number of nobles on the side of Angenas present today was rather meager.

If they continued this agenda, Angelas would definitely lose a lot.

But at that moment, the eyes of Ferdick Angenas and Lulak Lombardy met.

Oops.

Lord Angenas tried to put a handkerchief on his arm with a calm face, but it failed.

That was because Lulak Lombardy, who was sitting opposite the large conference hall, was seen lifting the corner of his mouth strangely.

"Stop stopping"

The noisy market-like hall was quickly silenced by Lulak Lombardy's voice.

The same goes for the Angelas camp, who stopped talking.

"What's the point of continuing our discourse here, don't we already know the answer?"

The nobles calmed down little by little, pleased with the dignified voice.

"You can't do this!"

Angelas said something in a hurry.

"Stop the aristocrats as if you had authority and decide your own opinion. What an insult to our entire aristocracy! Apologize!"

He said something suddenly because he spoke in a hurry.

Those who sided with Angenas also gasped for a moment and looked back at Ferdick.

His face flushed red, but Ferdick Angenas looked at Lulak, pretending to be ignorant and very angry.

"I mean, let's hear the Emperor's opinion. After all the taxes we are talking about here, who pays a lot and who pays less, everything will be determined Your Majesty."

There is nothing to deny.

There is an atmosphere of nodding and acceptance.

Looking back at the crowd, Lulak Lombardy said softly.

"Then why don't we move on to the next agenda?"

Ferdick Angelas lowered his head.

No matter how hard he tried, he was no match for Lulak Lombardy.

It felt like he was blocked by a huge wall.

After meeting.

Ferdick Angena's move to the Empress' Palace was heavy.

In the end, they were completely defeated by Lulak Lombardy..

When he opened the door of the Empress Palace, the sound of the broken pieces from afar already rang out loud.

One of the Empress's honorary servants had told her what had happened in the conference hall.

Lord Angelas, who closed his eyes tightly, arrived at the living room and opened the door.

Clangs!

As soon as the door opened, a vase flew and broke into pieces.

Glossaries

[1] 'Painting blood on the neck' means arguing fiercely