Chapter Index

    Duke families are people who have a similar level of status and power as the kings of other countries.

    As long as it has that much power. Their every little action has many repercussions.

    In particular, for nobles who can hold power based on their titles, the duke is an object of control and an object of public display.

    Even at the slightest behavior of the duke, the actions against him are spread countless times in the mouths of the nobles and go up and down. Moreover, if this were the case for even trivial actions, how would the meeting between the duke and the duke be perceived by others?

    The answer to that question was obvious.

    ‘It’s going to be very frustrating.’

    The answer is that it will be very unsettling.

    There is not a single person who knows the relationship between Erdi and me.

    As a result, you won’t even be able to guess why I came to see the duke.

    Since they know nothing, a situation will come in which nobles will have no choice but to tremble with anxiety.

    In particular, the Mertain Duke family had a record of killing the entire count family.

    The nobles who have been stabbed are probably moving like hot cakes or trembling with fear by now.

    ‘Especially the guy who was secretly touching the outlaws’ territory.’

    The current situation must be quite difficult for him.

    Since I didn’t know why I had come to see Erdi, I was probably coming up with all kinds of imaginations, and because of my own actions, I was in a hurry, moving around to come up with a solution.

    ‘And when you’re in a hurry, you make some mistakes.’

    This was not just a guess, it was a certainty.

    It’s normal for humans to make mistakes in situations where their lives could be at risk.

    So I just had to relax and wait until then.

    “… ”

    “What, are you dissatisfied?”

    I asked as Erdi glared at me.

    The guy quietly avoids his gaze.

    If you’re going to do that, why are you staring at me?

    He was truly a funny guy.

    “… Do you know where this is?”

    Erdi asked.

    I shrugged my shoulders at that.

    “There’s no way you wouldn’t know, right? I came directly to the house you’re staying at.”

    It was an absurd size to be called a house, but it was natural given the title of duke. Isn’t this rather simple compared to the power he has?

    When I answered that way, Erdi looked at me with a puzzled look.

    “Aren’t you going?”

    “Why are you going?”

    “That’s right… Because this is my room and where I stay?”

    “So?”

    “… ”

    Was there nothing to say about what came out so shamelessly?

    Erdi’s eyes contained a feeling of giving up.

    ‘Of course it’s none of my business.’

    I lay down comfortably on the bed and enjoyed my rest.

    Erdi looked at me and shook his head.

    “Really… People in the world need to see this.”

    “If you see it, what are you going to do? And you’ll like it even more when you see it, right? The hero also has a side like that… While.”

    “Keuheuk… This dirty world.”

    You couldn’t possibly say that what I said was wrong.

    Erdi lamented and lashed out at a world that would not listen.

    Looking at Erdi like that, I blurted out a word.

    “Asshole.”

    “What!? Who is doing this because of me?”

    Erdi, who was having a fit, questioned me, but I answered indifferently.

    “Then what should we do? Sort out the rankings? How about the loser becoming the winner’s slave?”

    Although he suggested a very reasonable method.

    What came back were Erdi’s words frowning and protesting.

    “Are the heroes now challenging good ordinary people?”

    “Fuck the general public. Every passing dog will laugh at me. What kind of ordinary person are you?”

    A peacock calls himself an ordinary person.

    Do you have no pride?

    ‘Oh, it wasn’t there originally.’

    I had forgotten for a moment that Erdi was a loser.

    I can’t believe you’ve forgotten that you’re a guy with no self-confidence to begin with.

    I must never forget this from now on.

    As I nodded my head thinking that, Erdi said.

    “What is that unpleasant expression.”

    “You look like you’re going to be crushed. Now shut up. ‘Well, I can’t give up, so I keep doing things that will get me hit.’

    I’m a little more relaxed than I used to be and I’m paying more attention to it.

    It was really sad to see Erdi not knowing that and continuing to get angry.

    Isn’t there such a thing as learning ability?

    Now that I think about it, in the past, even though I was constantly getting hit, I was a dog.

    It was funny that such a dull guy would have one at a time like this.

    “… This is my house. Is this right?”

    “Yes.”

    “Ugh… I make words.”

    “That’s right. Now stop talking. And then I’ll go out. As your friend, I am quite worried.”

    Erdi’s expression darkened at the mention of ‘friend’.

    It was like looking at waste.

    “Hey, no matter how much I am, those looks hurt me a little?”

    “You?”

    “Yes.”

    “… done. I’m leaving.”

    Erdi sighed and got up from his chair.

    I said as I saw him trying to leave.

    “Please buy something delicious when you come. I’m hungry.”

    “Oh! Just have the servant do it! That’s what servants are for!”

    I frowned and shouted in an admonishing tone.

    “Uh huh. A cub that is just playing and doing nothing needs to move. How are you manipulating people?”

    “Is it time for you to say something like that?”

    “He takes care of Lena, he takes care of the paladins, and he moves everything that can move!”

    “Uh huh. You pamper me. And I’ve never been forced to work. Even if you give Lena a vacation, what happens if you come back early to work? And the paladins are using me when assisting me is an honor in itself. Are you saying this is a remark that disparages a long tradition?”

    “Ahh!”

    Erdi quickly left the room, pulling his hair as if he didn’t want to talk anymore.

    I smiled at Erdi’s appearance and enjoyed my leisurely rest again.

    ***

    The mansion where the Duke of Erdi lives.

    Vieron, the butler in charge of the place, saw his master leaving in a fever.

    “Oh! I’m dirty so I should leave this place!”

    Although he let out a loud expression of annoyance as if to indicate that he was quite angry.

    Vieron could tell that there was a faint sense of relief in it.

    Vieron smiled kindly at the sight of his master leaving.

    ‘haha… It looks like Duke Mertain has arrived.”

    Although he is a duke of the Mertain family, who is not well known to the public.

    He knew that he had been in a close and friendly relationship with his master for several years.

    When the two met together, Erdi often got angry, but Vieron did not know that this was just a sign of grumbling or happiness.

    It made me laugh to see my owner being so dishonest, and seeing him strongly deny it at times was a very heartwarming sight for someone who had been helping Erdi for a long time.

    Vieron smiled as he watched Erdi leave, but then shook his head.

    ‘I wish you could be honest.’

    Although he was worried about his master’s lack of honesty, he felt deep gratitude to the Duke of Mertain, who understood everything.

    As a person who had assisted Erdi for a long time, Vieron knew how many wounds and hardships he had suffered. I know very well how difficult it was for you.

    ‘after that day.’

    He was his own master who never laughed or got angry.

    However, Duke Mertain was the benefactor who restored his master’s original appearance.

    The world talked about many things about him, but there was only one image of Duke Mertain that he felt when he saw him in person.

    ‘Good man.’

    A good being that simply helps its owner without any wishes or desires.

    In the long history of the empire, there has never been a case in the long history of the empire where a duke or something, rather than attacking a shaky ducal family, has actually helped and become a friend.

    At first, Vieron also thought there was absolutely no way Duke Mertain would help him.

    Because that doesn’t make sense.

    What kind of duke would think of helping a faltering duchy?

    Rather, they think of eating them or destroying them even more.

    Also, because he was Duke of Mertain, of whom only rumors abounded, Vieron was even more wary.

    But it didn’t take long to realize that those thoughts were simply illusions.

    My owner, who didn’t smile at first, began to smile little by little.

    My owner, who was not even angry, started to get angry little by little.

    From there, he even succeeded in regaining his former self.

    Vieron could not forget the emotions of that time, to the point where his eyes still get red when he thinks about that time.

    A sense of relief that my master is back again.

    Gratitude to Duke Mertain for bringing back such an owner.

    That time when all kinds of emotions were mixed.

    ‘haha… Even this old man is crying.’

    Vieron wiped the tears from his eyes.

    I shed tears just thinking about whether I become more emotional as I get older.

    Some might call his appearance unsightly, but Vieron was confident.

    These are tears for my master.

    It’s a sadness caused by strong loyalty.

    He wasn’t ashamed of his current appearance at all.

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