That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 75

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Chapter 75

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grand Duke Frazier had a great appetite for land.

 

Even though he owned countless mountains and plains that could be developed better in his view, he wouldn’t sell them and just left them in their natural state—thousands of acres worth.

 

The fact that the Grand Duke was already the richest man in the Briyang Empire, without needing to get worked up over a single plot of land, made Emperor Alessandro even more displeased.

 

“You always choose such trivial things and put me in a difficult position.”

 

Emperor Alessandro glared at Ferdinand as he spoke.

 

“Tsk. Useless fool.”

 

“Your Majesty, if you speak like that, the Crown Prince will be hurt even if it’s just a joke.”

 

A soft, gentle voice came from beside him. Empress Carmi familiarly stroked the Emperor’s shoulder.

 

Only then did Emperor Alessandro seem to cool down slightly from his anger, leaning back solemnly against the Imperial Throne.

 

The fact that Schuls Schmidt Pneuma was also watching made him belatedly realize there was nothing good to come from saying anything harsher.

 

“Crown Prince. You understand that His Majesty spoke like this as a joke, don’t you?”

 

“Yes.”

 

A mechanical and blunt answer.

 

However, since Crown Prince Ferdinand always treated people and the Empress this way, no one thought anything of it.

 

Even Empress Carmi wore the smile of a loving and benevolent mother.

 

“We can’t just ask Grand Duke Frazier to give us land, and since he’s one of the richest men in the Empire, making a deal won’t be easy.”

 

Twitch.

 

Emperor Alessandro’s brow twitched.

 

He who always had to be the best, even though he actually sat in the position above all others, had to share the word “best” with the Grand Duke in some ways.

 

The Emperor didn’t particularly like this situation.

 

Naturally, the Emperor’s gaze toward Ferdinand grew sharper and colder.

 

A useless piece of trash with poor judgment to boot.

 

That crazy woman who had gathered Divine Power throughout her body like a monster and poured it all out, saying she would save such a thing.

 

The dead Empress, Olivia.

 

Emperor Alessandro’s face slowly hardened as he recalled that mad woman.

 

As always, Empress Carmi, who pretended not to while observing the Emperor’s complexion, easily noticed that he was thinking of Empress Olivia.

 

Even though it had been over 10 years since Empress Olivia died, he would think of her at the drop of a hat.

 

Empress Carmi’s expression also sank elegantly, unnoticeably to anyone.

 

But she was a clever woman.

 

“Crown Prince.”

 

She never showed it, and instead spoke in a beautiful voice as if to refresh the atmosphere.

 

“I consulted with His Majesty the Emperor about the Crown Prince’s gift. And I came up with a very good idea.”

 

“What would that be?”

 

It was extremely rare for Ferdinand to question Empress Carmi.

 

So Empress Carmi felt even a small sense of victory as she answered with a smile.

 

“Get engaged to the young lady of House Frazier.”

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

‘Hmm. Come to think of it, was it around this time?’

 

I looked out the window while eating the soup Adel had brought me.

 

It was quite cold weather with snow falling even in late winter.

 

And it was winter, less than 3 years from the start of the game story.

 

According to the setting of , Crown Prince Ferdinand gets engaged to the young lady of Grand Duke Frazier’s house at this time.

 

‘To receive land, no, a mountain as an engagement gift.’

 

The name was…

 

‘Ah!’

 

Luromance Mountain.

 

It was a fact unknown to others, especially Empress Carmi who practically orchestrated the engagement, but that mountain was one Crown Prince Ferdinand desperately needed.

 

There was one reason.

 

He absolutely needed medicinal herbs that only grew in that region.

 

‘Because that damn Divine Power keeps causing trouble inside his body.’

 

He desperately needed those herbs as a temporary stabilizer.

 

Of course, very few people knew this fact.

 

That Ferdinand felt pain almost every day.

 

The reason why those herbs were absolutely necessary.

 

In the first place, because of that damn Divine Power, he was hated by the Emperor, despised by the Empress, and, well, also…

 

He would also form a connection with Coriko, right?

 

But now, it was before the story began.

 

Before Coriko even appeared.

 

So one of the basic settings for Ferdinand Cassel Evichkait, one of the Male Leads, was this.

 

 

 

-Currently engaged to the young lady of House Frazier

 

 

 

‘Of course.’

 

That young lady isn’t me, though.

 

 

 

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“…Lady Sophia Frazier, you said?”

 

Schulz Schmidt was flustered upon hearing the news.

 

“That’s a bit… too much.”

 

That was the only way he could express it.

 

Objectively speaking, Sophia Frazier was far too inadequate to be the Crown Prince’s match.

 

In bloodline and status both.

 

‘If it were Miss Tulia, perhaps.’

 

He didn’t even let those words leave his mouth. Being extremely careful, he didn’t let slip even a single name.

 

This was the Crown Prince’s Palace.

 

Not only were there no servants properly attending, but he had sent them all away, so aside from Ferdinand, there was no one to hear his words.

 

Even if someone heard, anyone would have had the same thoughts.

 

“Lady Sophia Frazier is the adopted daughter of Viscount Lilius Frazier, isn’t she, Your Highness Ferdinand.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Any member of the Imperial Family had to memorize the genealogies of all major houses.

 

Assis Grand Duke Frazier, one of the current supreme power holders along with the Emperor, had three sons.

 

The daughter adopted by Viscount Lilius, the youngest son among them, was ‘Sophia Frazier.’

 

Though she was registered in the family records, by bloodline, she was far too lacking to be the noble Crown Prince’s match.

 

Whether their marriage would even take place was questionable to begin with.

 

Her parents would obviously use the Crown Prince card for various benefits, then ultimately demand to break off the engagement.

 

The reason was…

 

“…”

 

Feeling Schulz Schmidt’s gaze watching him intently, Ferdinand moved his head while drying his wet hair.

 

“Are you concerned about my Cupid Syndrome?”

 

Caught off guard for a moment, Schulz Schmidt bowed his head a beat late.

 

“I apologize, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

 

“You apologize for everything.”

 

Among the people who look at me like a beautiful monster, Schulz Schmidt’s concerned gaze feels rather warm by comparison.

 

I happen to see my reflection in the glass window.

 

Though I’m already of adult age, I still maintain the appearance of a boy.

 

A body that doesn’t grow due to divine power.

 

A body that seems destined to remain young forever, for all eternity.

 

The Emperor summoned countless priests and even flew into rages asking how this could possibly be fixed, but not a single person could find a solution.

 

Each time, the Emperor’s fury would pierce the sky.

 

 

 

“If you’re not a terrible disabled child, then what are you!”

 

 

 

Emperor Alessandro would often lose his temper like this. The porcelain he threw would always graze my forehead and shatter, leaving red cracks.

 

But to confine someone with the disgusting label of ‘terrible disabled child,’ Ferdinand was an exceptional talent in almost every aspect.

 

Noble bloodline.

 

Tremendous divine power.

 

Beautiful appearance as if an angel had descended.

 

It wasn’t for nothing that nobles bowed their heads before him and priests looked up to him with reverence.

 

However.

 

Ferdinand thought he might never grow from this state.

 

Just as the Emperor had given up long ago.

 

“Anyway, all I want is that one mountain, so it doesn’t matter. The engagement is just a formality too, so there’s no need to meet.”

 

“Are you departing for the battlefield immediately?”

 

“For efficiency’s sake, that would be best.”

 

“That’s somewhat regrettable.”

 

At those words of regret.

 

At the mention of engagement.

 

That girl who had briefly pressed a handkerchief into my hand came to mind.

 

The young lady who, whether aware or not that her pink hair was getting soaked in the rainwater, had only given me a shabby handkerchief before fleeing like she was running away and never showing her face again.

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