I Shall Master This Family's
95

Chapter 95

"Yeah..."

Angered to the point where her finely combed hair fell, the Empress broke one last object and sat down on the sofa.

The opposite of the angry Empress, Astana, who was casually drinking tea, smiled at Lord Angenas.

"My grandfather is here, isn't he?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Astana who grows day by day will reach her 16th birthday soon.

"It turns out you're here ..."

The Lord of Angelas turned his eyes away.

He knew Astana was said to resemble the Empress, but that was too much.

The blood of Emperor Jovanes was as if not mixed at all, as seeing Rabini as a child.

"I can't believe my incompetent grandfather is here."

Even that personality.

"I'm sorry..."

Ferdick Angelas sighed and lowered his head once more.

"...Father."

The empress, who was leaning against the armrest of a tired sofa, called out to her father.

"Yes, Empress."

"Another Diamond source was found in the Lira mine?"

"Well that's it..."

But even before the words of Ferdick Angens were finished, the Empress got up from her seat.

"Well, that?"

The Queen's blue eyes stared intently at the blue glint.

"That's all you say!"

Clank's! Clank's!

Just in time, the Empress picked up the teacup Astana had placed, throwing it against the wall behind the Lord of Angelas.

"If kamj did what I told him to do! The mine! The diamond! It will all belong to our Angenas!"

When Pellet, who stole the Lira coal mine, made money from the diamond, the Empress' hatred and jealousy grew worse.

At tea parties and banquets hosted by the Empress, accessories made of diamonds were prohibited.

The empress shouted horribly.

His hand holding his head shook.

"out! Out!"

The empress pointed angrily at the door.

Ferdick Angenas had no choice but to leave the Empress's Palace as ordered.

There was no grudge for being treated this way by his daughter.

The father-son relationship has long since disappeared.

Angenas was nothing more, nothing less, just a foundation force to strengthen the Empress' strength

"Help ..."

Astana, who let out a heavy sigh, approached behind the back of the Lord of Angenas.

"Grandfather."

"Yes, Your Majesty. I'm sorry to show my shame a moment ago ..."

"Oh, it's okay. What happened to what I asked you to do before?"

"If that..."

A few weeks ago, Astana secretly asked for help.

He said he wanted private land in an area outside the Capital.

However, under Imperial law, a Prince could not own any private property while living in the Palace.

It was the same reason why they did not have Knights or private troops.

However, Astana, who had tried to make it 'MAYBE', asked her maternal grandfather, Lord Angenas, to buy the land under the name of a loan.

If he was a lapel, he would be arrested for treason and beheaded, but Ferdick Angenas attempted to grant the request.

"I'm talking to the Ruler of the area you mentioned, but I think it will be a little difficult. He grew up so close to the Lombardy family... Why don't you choose a different area?..."

"What, you can't even do that much?"

Astana said with a frown.

"Don't I explain it to you? That land is a great place to hunt."

"If you need a good hunting ground, I'll look for another place that's more suitable."

"I want that land."

"But, Your Majesty ..."

"How dare you argue with me, a Prince?"

It was the favorite word Astanaset used whenever he was in a disadvantageous position.

"Oh, and buy me a diamond brooch."

"What's? But Empress..."

"My mom doesn't like it, so should I hate it?"

Lord Angenas opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Astana never did what the empress prohibited.

"I'm not a doll that just does what my mom says."

Astana, who was muttering very roughly, said as she looked at Lord Angenas one last time.

"The next time you come to the Palace, you should bring along the documents of the hunting grounds and brooches."

Then Astana glanced at the living room where the Empress was and went to her Palace.

Watching the scene, a bad premonition ran through the backbone of the Lord of Angelas.

That Astana has reached puberty and the period of rebellion has begun.

It was a premonition that something out of control would happen if he started to rebel against the Empress.

* * *

Bate sat alone on empty Caramel Avenue waiting for its owner after business hours.

The landlord, who suddenly wanted to terminate the contract, silenced at Bate's proposal to meet and talk.

Finally, this morning he got a reply.

It was a call to meet after hours.

'Caramel Avenue' was supposed to be busier after work hours, but how else.

After all, he had to meet with the landlord and settle the contract issue.

"It's almost time to make an appointment."

Bate said, looking at the door that had yet to show any sign of movement.

Personal information about the new owner was floating in his head.

This is quite normal history so far.

Although a little unique, people usually married around the age of 20 in the Empire, but at the age of 35 he had never even married.

Based on the man's personality, it can be seen why he can't find a woman to marry.

In addition, the information Bate found was more spectacular.

'The gambling net is about 300 gold.'

He was a typical bastard from a noble family.

Information on why he was not recognized 13 years ago is also a matter of gambling.

And that's not the end.

'A con man who works under the alias of Jeff Richie in the North. Still on the wanted list.'

He cheated using an alias name

That's a crime.

When he came to the shop the other day, his way of speaking and behaving in a rude manner could not be called a noble.

Maybe he's not recognized by his family and goes around doing a lot of bad things.

But the most important part is the last part.

"It's still on the wanted list."

The nobles who were tricked by him in the north must have gritted their teeth.

Maybe he knows best.

Bate decided to use it as a threat card.

"Sorry, my lord."

Given the former owner of the building who had died, Bate had little guilt.

Moreover, it was he who gave Bate a lot of ease in many ways.

But he couldn't lose this shop.

Even if there is a limit to using information as a weapon, this place should be protected.

Cling...

Bate got up from her seat as the bell rang.

"Welcome. I've been waiting..."

"Hello!"

Different from the murky voice of the new owner.

It was a beautiful and cheerful voice.

"Well, the night feels different! Mr. Bate looks even cooler!"

The smiling girl had a very familiar face.

Bate muttered the name of the girl subconsciously.

"Florentian... Lombardy?"

* * *

"I am the owner of this building from today."

I kindly explained to Bate, who had an empty face.

"Young lady, you.. I mean, Lady Lombardy became the owner of this building?"

"Yes! I bought this building."

Honestly, considering the price, it was not a smart purchase.

Frankly, this amount of consumption is not a problem thanks to the diamond business.

In addition, it is a great investment in the future.

"The last time I saw you, you looked troubled. So I checked it out. The person I saw last time and the Caramel Avenue situation."

"You mean, you did a background check?"

"This is not a background check. I don't want the shop I used to go to disappear. I told you before. This place feels like my hiding place."

Or rather my hiding place in the future.

Whoo-hoo.

"So I bought this building from him. I'm the owner of this building."

Wow, I can't believe I'm saying this!

I'm the owner of the building!

It's thrilling! this is the best!

"But the guy said he'd open a dessert shop in this place, right?"

Bate's shoulders trembled slightly.

Maybe he didn't know it all this time.

"He has no conscience. I think he'll pretend to be 'Caramel Avenue' and keep trying to do business. Do you know how much I paid for this building?"

I asked silently.

"That's..."

I stretched out four fingers.

"I gave him 400 gold."

That number is several times higher than the market price.

"Why did you buy this building?"

"I just told you. I don't want my favorite shop to disappear."

"That can't be true. People like you just for that reason..."

"What kind of person am I?"

Bate, who unintentionally spilled her words, made a panicked face but it was too late.

As expected, he has done some investigation on me.

"I mean. Miss Lombardy..."

"kamj must have gathered information about me, right?"

When I put the word 'information' into my mouth, Bate's eyes became sharp.

He wasn't the 'Caramel Avenue' manager I knew, but now he feels better because I feel like I've seen a little bit of Bate's true self.

"It's okay. I also know a little about Bate."

I pulled my hair and smiled at Bate, who seemed to be wary of me.

'Caramel Avenue' originally disappeared this year, but after 10 years, it suddenly reappeared here.

And around that time, I also visited this store as a customer.

"Sir."

I said, looking into the yellow eyes that were watching me.

"I know this 'Caramel Avenue' isn't just a dessert shop."

An information union that secretly buys and sells information, 'Caramel Avenue'.

And the guild leader who led the guild.

That's Bate's hidden identity.