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    “W, what are you doing!!!!”

    I hugged Jeanne.

    Not a hugging feeling, but a very rough feeling, I grabbed her waist with both arms.

    Then, Jeanne, whose face had been flared up just now, seemed to have completely lost her objections,

    She was busy reacting with a flustered voice and expression.

    Squeeze!!!

    However, I didn’t bother to answer Jeanne’s complaining question.

    My answer was simply replaced by the sight of my arms embracing her waist like a beloved doll.

    “Hngh…!!!!”

    As a result, Jeanne’s waist stretched dynamically as if bent like a bow.

    Not only that, but her head was slightly tilted back, and she let out a groan as if she was overwhelmed.

    “Good scream! Jeanne, telling the truth means pushing it like this! Now feel it! I really intend to break your waist! I am strangling your waist with that much killing intent, Jeanne!”

    It was clearly a moan full of pain.

    The reason for this is because I am actually threatening Jeanne.

    I’m using a desperate bear hug to inflict a certain level of pain.

    The reason I claimed that Jeanne went easy on me in the previous battle was

    Because I didn’t feel any murderous intent from her at all.

    Of course, I felt an urge to get angry befitting her dirty temper.

    There was also a desperate hope that my awakening ability would be lower than hers.

    But there was no killing intent that would send chills down my spine.

    Just a “it’s a little dangerous” level? That was all.

    A real sword match, not a wooden sword, but her killing intent disappeared,

    It can be said to be a soft act that deviates far from the purpose.

    ‘The real sword matches of the knights and adventurers I saw on the pilgrim’s path were really bloody.’

    My claim now is knowledge acquired by direct observation and listening, not a subjective novel.

    The sight of knights and adventurers exuding murderous intent as if to kill each other,

    After that, after the sparring was over, they would praise each other in a more cheerful manner than anyone else, and they showed respect.

    Jeanne is the leader of the mercenary group, according to her.

    I thought Jeanne would show me that kind of attitude.

    But the result was like a school talent show,

    I was so disappointed that I had to appeal my disappointment in this way to feel better.

    “Hmph! You crazy! There was no need to go that far! That’s why, you crazy bastard!”

    Flail! Flail! Flail!

    Jeanne used her energy to withstand my fierce bear hug.

    But she couldn’t get out.

    Her energy utilization skill is clearly better than mine, but

    This was the result of the huge difference in basic strength as well as build.

    “Good excuse.”

    Swish…!!

    “It’s not an excuse!! Ah!”

    Thud!

    I spat out the last words.

    But when you think about it, my expectations of Jeanne, who is nothing more than a softie on the inside, to show such martial prowess might have been too selfish.

    So, I didn’t pursue it any further and nonchalantly let go of Jeanne’s waist.

    Then, Jeanne lost her balance and collapsed onto the grass.

    “You’ve only gotten stronger with brute force, haa…! Haa…!”

    Jeanne sat down and breathed roughly, denouncing me.

    Her resentful emotions seemed to rise like steam above her bright red hair.

    ‘This is pretty good, isn’t it? It feels like I’ve avenged what I suffered as a child.’

    Looking down at her, I felt a little sorry but also exhilarated.

    After all, Jeanne has been preparing for my future and trying to help me.

    I was so grateful for that that I tried to match the rhythm of the sparring in response.

    Seeing her struggling like that makes me feel a little sorry.

    However, I have many memories of being severely beaten by Jeanne, who was bigger than me at the time, in the process of messing around and playing together in my weak days.

    Now that I have surpassed her like this, I can’t deny that my shoulders are slightly shrugged at the sight of the results.

    “Your ability to handle mana and your skills are terrible…! Haa.. You’re like a barbarian…! You are a barbarian, Eugene Schneider!!”

    Glare!

    Jeanne, whose breathing had calmed down to some extent, finally raised her head slightly and glared at me with a fierce look.

    That’s the kind of murderous intent I need.

    She seems extremely angry.

    She has been completely overpowered by a guy who has always been weaker than her and

    She thought she wouldn’t be able to do anything without her in the future.

    Jeanne, whose pride has been hurt in this way, is finally exuding murderous intent.

    However, unlike the murderous intent I showed, Jeanne’s murderous intent was full of spitefulness,

    And caution about someone with a stronger body.

    “Anyway, thank you. Like until now.”

    Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!

    I felt that it was necessary to boost Jeanne’s pride at this point.

    So, I coolly turned around and headed towards the back door of the duke’s mansion.

    I implicitly emphasized that I had decided to receive Jeanne’s help in the future.

    “I’ll make you work so hard that you’ll taste metal in your mouth! I’ll make you cry and beg your older sister to save you! You arrogant younger brother! That’s how you should handle a younger brother like that!”

    Jeanne poured out her resentment like a torrent of curses on the back of my head as I left.

    As expected, Jeanne’s infamous terrible temper.

    Experiencing that spitefulness makes me feel like I’ve really come home after a long journey.

    **********

    “Young Master Eugene, a letter has arrived from the madam.”

    The next morning,

    The voice of the head maid reached my ears as I woke up listening to the birds singing outside the window.

    It seems that a letter from my stepmother, Grand Duchess Marianne Dessel O’Blair, has arrived.

    “Hasn’t Jeanne woken up yet?”

    “Yes, she said she was tired and didn’t answer.”

    “Then I’ll just have a simple breakfast alone.”

    “I will prepare it, young master.”

    After receiving my mother’s letter, I checked Jeanne’s condition with the head maid.

    I stirred her up on purpose to make her angry, but

    It seems that the degree of frustration Jeanne actually felt was far greater than my intention.

    Jeanne’s room is on the second floor, specifically directly below my room.

    I could hear her panting and even screaming all night long.

    I guess it was like that even after I fell asleep.

    So, it’s obvious that she’s waking up later than usual.

    ‘She must be busy, but why go to such lengths.’

    I sat on my bed to take out the Grand Duchess’s letter that I had received from the head maid.

    A very carefully packaged letter box,

    Usually, when there is something to enclose other than a letter, my stepmother often sends it in this kind of letter box.

    [My dear son, Eugene Schneider. As a mother, I should have been with you until the end of your training, but I am so sorry and saddened that I couldn’t do so.]

    Soon I

    I began to read the letter from my stepmother, Grand Duchess Marianne Dessel O’Blair, whom I love so much.

    The Grand Duchess always calls me her son.

    When I first encountered it, I thought this.

    I wondered if she was fond of me because she didn’t have a son in the family.

    But after a short time, I clearly felt it in my heart.

    The Grand Duchess loves me as I am.

    Usually, when projecting one’s desires, a person’s nature subtly guides the other person in the way they want to lead them.

    However, the Grand Duchess has always considered our relationship from my perspective, even in the most distant moments.

    It gave great comfort to my heart, which had been weakened by my father’s incident, and

    Even though I suffered from deep trauma and illness for 12 years, it acted as a great support so that I did not experience any deviations due to the changed environment.

    [Things here are getting longer. Children exhausted and exhausted from the long war, people struggling with pessimism about the future, and areas where epidemics are slowly spreading, etc. I can’t see the end at all. It was an inevitable decision because the relief system could collapse if even this mother was not there. So, I hope my son’s generous heart will understand this mother’s absence.]

    It is a masterpiece,

    It’s so heartbreaking.

    The head of the O’Blair family, Grand Duke Antoine, is focusing on political activities.

    On the other hand, Grand Duchess Marianne is active as the best social charity worker.

    The Medici family, the Grand Duchess’s family, is the most trusted and respected family in the Empire.

    Of course, the current power,

    And it can be said that the prestige is definitely the O’Blair family.

    However, the depth of tradition held by the Medici family is

    Even if you combine all the noble families in the Empire’s long history, it would be in the top three at least.

    Among them, when discussing only the uniqueness of the footsteps they have taken, it can be said to be unrivaled.

    The reason is that in the Elysium Empire, where the Church of the Goddess of Light is the state religion,

    The Medici family is the family that has produced the most saints, the alpha and omega of the Church of the Goddess of Light.

    ‘If she hadn’t married Grand Duke Antoine, the Grand Duchess would have become a saint.’

    In the Medici family, Marianne in her childhood was revered as someone who would wear the saint’s vestments.

    Moreover, at that time, the lineage of saints had been cut off for more than 50 years, so

    The expectations and recognition that the young priestess Marianne received throughout the Elysium Empire were beyond imagination.

    But the choice of then Bishop and Sister Marianne was

    It was a marriage to the promising Antoine Dessel O’Blair.

    In addition, after becoming a duchess at such a young age,

    Despite the fact that marriage was possible for a saint under the system of the Church of the Goddess of Light, she gave up the path of priestess herself in order to focus solely on supporting her husband.

    In other words, the Empire has lost the saint it has been waiting for for so long.

    Of course, because it was a marriage between the person who would lead the next empire and the real power of the Medici family,

    Many people viewed the two people’s connection positively.

    There were also quite a few people who thought that synergy would be created as a result.

    However, since it was the disappearance of a talent who could fill the vacancy of the saint that had been vacant for half a century,

    The overall atmosphere was mainly one of expressing regret.

    Then, Charlotte, another likely candidate for sainthood, was born between Grand Duke Antoine and Grand Duchess Marianne.

    As a result, in the last 10 years, the O’Blair family has been promoted to the Grand Duke family

    They also gained the foundation to influence the Church of the Goddess of Light.

    Thus, the head of the family, Grand Duke Antoine, has secured such prestige and power that I can drop a dragon.

    Therefore, Grand Duchess Marianne

    Based on the capital and reputation that her family, the Medici family, has accumulated over a long period of time,

    In addition, under the foundation of the current strongest power of the O’Blair family,

    She is working hard to realize the peace of the Elysium Empire, which she wanted to achieve while walking the path of a saint.

    [I heard through Hans that you have decided to become a swordsman. When I heard that story, as a mother who cherishes and loves you, I can’t help but feel deeply worried. But wouldn’t a man have a dream? This mother will just bless and pray. So, I would like to enclose in the letter box an embroidery that I made, spending several nights. I sincerely hope that my mother’s gift will allow all the sword tips of the enemies that will come to you in the future to avoid you. -From Marianne Dessel O’Blair, a mother who loves her son-]

    ‘Wow… This is why I lived for 30 years in my past life and 20 years in this life, but I have no choice but to become more immersed in this life…’

    I could feel my mother’s sincerity as she blessed and worried about my future,

    I can feel her devotion.

    If you experience this feeling of being truly loved by someone,

    I don’t think you can ever go astray.

    The embroidered handkerchief that my mother sent had

    It depicted her holding me in her arms as a child.

    This image matches the portrait engraved on my mother’s pendant.

    The Grand Duchess has five pendants.

    Each one contains a picture of the Grand Duke’s three daughters, plus me.

    And the last, fifth pendant features a family portrait of the Grand Duke’s family.

    “Hmph… Hmph…”

    Rub…! Rub…!

    Jeanne D’Arc Dessel O’Blair in her underwear.

    She was rubbing her face on the bed, as if she had just woken up.

    Since starting her mercenary life, she has developed a habit of sleeping in nothing but revealing underwear instead of the silk pajama pajamas that the young ladies wear.

    She was lying in bed with such a voluptuous appearance,

    “Hngh…!!!”

    She frowned and whimpered, letting out a revealing moan.

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