In This Life, I Will Be The Lord

Chapter 176

"Fa, Father!"

Viese shouted like a scream.

No, it was definitely a scream.

He looked at my grandfather with eyes wide open as if he couldn’t understand what he had just heard.

"You, you’re going to revoke all my rights..."

Viese’s body trembled as if it were a shaking tree.

"You can’t do that, Father. You can’t do that to me..."

Viese, who had been muttering over and over again, suddenly approached my grandfather.

"No matter how much you say you’re a father, you can’t throw me away!"4

You are not qualified to be angry. [1]

Viese was now angry at my grandfather.

Grandfather also raised one eyebrow as if he was dumbfounded.

"I’m Lombardy! My right to inherit the Lombardy Noble Lineage cannot be denied here!”

Viese was like a child who was throwing a tantrum.

No, it would be cute if it was a child.

I could see my grandfather’s patience running out.

He shook his head and cut off each word and said it clearly.

"You can’t deny that I’ve given you so many opportunities."

"But..."

"The family does not need anyone who uses their blood to gain personal gain."3

Astana and Larane’s marriage seemed to be the last line that should not be violated according to my grandfather.

Certainly, my grandfather’s expression toward Viese was different from before.

"Father..."

Fear permeated Viese’s face.

However, my grandfather looked coldly at such a Viese and turned away.

It was then.

Flop!

Viese knelt down in front of my grandfather.1

"I’m sorry! I’ve sinned to death, Father! Please, forgive me..."

The servants who were busy carrying luggage and the administrators who were watching the situation were surprised.

Because it was the first time for everyone to see Viese like that, who was usually arrogant.

"Please forgive me!"

Viese was really lie down flat.

Like a man who wants my grandfather’s grace more than anything right now.

There seemed to be desperation in his voice.

However, my grandfather who was looking down at Viese has just frowned a little.

He didn’t seem to believe a word of sincere apology from Viese.

"It’s late, Viese."1

My grandfather who left the words went in without looking back.

Sure enough.

As soon as my grandfather disappeared, Viese rose from his seat, spouting out curses.

And he glares for a long time toward my grandfather’s office, spits on the floor, and walks in the direction of the detached house.

There’s nothing he did that goes well.

Like a bad-tempered child, it sounds like a stomping step when he walks.

"Well then. What is an apology."

People like Viese don’t change.

He repeats the same mistake and eventually drives himself to the cliff.

"The key is how the Empress will come out."

In fact, it is obvious how the Empress will turn out.

As I said just a moment ago.

People don’t change.

* * *

"Ahhh! Perez! Perez! A lowly thing gets in the way of my work! Ahhh!”

Clang!

"I’ll kill you! Kill him, now! Ahhh!"

Prang!

Duigi Angenas after the first-born succession law failed a month ago.

He trembled as he remembered Empress Rabini, who was running wild.

So far Rabini has caused him a lot of fear, but he swears he has never been as afraid as he was that day.

The Empress, who missed her target in front of her eyes, couldn’t control herself.

Not only did she break everything in her room, but she even hurt people.

"The tea is too cold. Bring it back."

"Yes, yes, Empress..."

That’s why a large number of maids were replaced beside the Empress.

All the maids with big and small injuries wanted to retire, and Duigi Angenas had to release a small amount of compensation to keep them quiet.

Besides, it was a big deal to find new maids.

Because no one wanted to work beside the Empress.

In the end, as they filled the seats with only those who needed money, the level of maid-in-honor naturally dropped, and the Empress became more sensitive, saying she didn’t like them.

"Any interesting news in the Capital, Duigi?"

She’s smiling now.

The devilish appearance of that day kept overlapping over the beautiful face of Rabini, and Duigi avoided her gaze.

"There is nothing that really interests you, Empress. Hahaha."

An awkward smile followed.

"Hmm, so."

Rabini’s blue eyes stared as if they were digging into Duigi Angenas.

Then, as if it had never happened, she smiled brightly.

"I don’t know what the Prince is doing these days. He doesn’t even show his face to this mother very often, so how upset she is."

Astana had been away from the Empress Palace for a month.

’Rumor has it that my mother is crazy! I’m the successor to the throne. What if I get hurt while going to a crazy person? I will say hello to my uncle instead!’+

It was an excuse to avoid the hassle of stopping by the Empress Palace to greet her.

What he said to his mother was heartless, but Duigi Angenas was not surprised.

’Because Astana is Rabini’s child. No wonder they look alike.’

Rabini’s karma, to have such a child was another karma.

"His Highness is not so busy."

Duigi said as if he had no choice but to hide his innermost thoughts.

And he blurted out what happened recently to Astana.

"His Highness hunting skills are improving day by day. Not long ago, he achieved the splendid result of being 2nd in the fall hunting contest.”

As soon as he said it out loud, Duigi felt sorry.

Sure enough, Empress Rabini squinted and asked.

"Second place? Then who was the first place?"

"Well, that’s..."

"Come on, Duigi."

Duigi Angenas chewed his tongue.

Why did I bring this up?

But it was impossible to remain silent under the eyes of the fierce Empress.

Eventually, he closed his eyes tightly and opened his mouth.

"Second, The Second Prince."

Tuk-tuk!.

The gruesome sound of grinding teeth rang.

With the word ’Second Prince’, Rabini became a completely different person.

Where did the soft smile go, and her eyes changed in anger.

Tak!.

"Empress, I brought you hot water, as you said."

Unfortunately, the young maid returned with a teapot carefully supported.

"This."

Duigi Angenas clicked his tongue.

Bad luck.

He can’t believe the maid is coming in now.

For the Empress, who was only looking for a place to vent her anger, she was a good prey.

The Empress picked up a teapot on a tray and threw it at the maid-in-honor’s feet.

Clang!

"Aarghh!"

The maid screamed in the hot water that covering her feet and ankles.1

"Em, Empress..."

"Are you trying to harm me now?"

"Well, I don’t know what you mean... I’m just following orders..."

"Don’t you think I don’t know what it feels like to drink boiling water?"

"Well, I really don’t mean that..."

The maid, trembling with pain and fear, looked at Duigi for help, but the return was only his tongue clicking sound and a blind eye.

The pale-faced maid lay down flat.

"Sa, save me, Empress!"

It was a pathetic voice, but the Empress did not blink an eye.

"Maid-in-honor, take this child away!"

Eventually, only after the Empress’s maid-in-honor, brought in a big servant and dragged the young maid out, the Empress’s complexion was refreshed a little.

Rabini said, tapping her hand at the hem of the dress with a little splash of tea water.

"I can’t. Duigi, fill that maid’s place with the people of Angenas."

"...Yes?"

"They’re noble, but they’re from the same family as commoners, so they don’t learn anything. If they’re Angenas, I’ll be able to keep them by my side."

The only woman suited in Angenas as maid-in-honor was Duigi’s daughter.

Duigi quickly rolled his head to avoid answering without losing his smiling face.

It was to think of something that might change the subject of conversation.

Then a letter in his arms popped into Duigi’s mind.

"Se, Seral has asked the Empress to deliver this letter."

It was a letter she sent to Angenas mansion instead, saying she was not in a situation to enter the Palace.

"Seral?"

As Rabini showed interest, Duigi quickly held out the envelope.

"Oh, my..."

Rabini, who had been reading what Seral would have written with care, murmured with regret.

"Seral and Viese Lombardy is in trouble. It looks like they were out the eyes of the Lord of Lombardy because of pushing the marriage."

But that was all.

Rabini threw Seral’s letter aside as if she was cleaning up annoying trash.

She didn’t even say anything more about Lombardy.

She looked quietly lost in thought, but she didn’t seem to be worried about Seral.

"...Sister?"

Duigi Angenas asked oddly.

"Shouldn’t you... help Seral?"

Rabini blinked a couple of times her big, beautiful eyes, and she replied.

"Why would I help Seral?"1

"Well, that’s it..."

Seral has been loyal to Empress Rabini.

She brought her son, Belsach, into Astana’s supporter, and took charge of the bad work needed for the social gathering held by the Empress.

It wasn’t just that.

Viese has been moved in favor of Angenas, as her cousin-in-law, Rabini told him to.

Lombardy’s large and small businesses, such as real estate and mining, helped Rabini.

But now that Seral is in trouble, the Empress seems to have forgotten all that.

"Duigi."

Rabini said with a grin.

"They’ve already been disqualified and kicked out to a separate house. There’s nothing more Seral can do for me."1

Her words gave chills on Duigi’s arm.1

Even at this moment, Rabini’s only interest was ’what Seral can do for herself’.

"By the way, Seral’s husband has been pushed out of the successor line, so I’ll have found out what Lord of Lombardy had in mind as soon as possible. Maybe it’s Gallahan, right?"3

Empress Rabini murmured with her eyes full of obsession.

Seral’s letter was blown up and lying on the floor.

* * *

"Lady, a letter has arrived."

Louryl said, handing me a packet of letters.

I replied, burying my face further with the book I was reading.

"Ugh, it’s annoying. It’s all invitations to the banquet anyway."

"No... I’d say that, but I think that’s right."

"Put it on my desk, Louryl. If I have time later, I can reply at once... Wait."

What did I just see?

I jumped up from the sofa I was half lying on and walked over to Lauryl.

"That’s..."

Among the numerous envelopes, there was a single piece that stood out.

"Louryl... What the hell did you bring..."

"I’m sorry, Lady! What did I bring!"

When I frowned, Laurel apologized first.

"Sigh..."

After sighing, I made small tongs with my thumb and index finger and picked up the tip of an envelope in the package.

It was a familiar purple envelope.

"It’s the Empress."

Dark and vivid purple.

It’s indeed the Empress Rabini’s invitation.7

I had my last hope that it might be got the wrong place to go.+

But, the back of the envelope was clearly written in colorful handwriting.

It’s written ’Florentia Lombardy’.

"It really bothers me."

Glossary

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[1] ’적반하장도 유분수지! (Even the enemy’s heart is oily[papago])’ - Don’t start with me when you’re the one who’s done wrong! (https://korean.dict.naver.com) or You need to be qualified to get angry (because this is your fault) or You are not qualified to be angry. (for further explanation : https://hinative.com/ko/questions/4147939)