The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 159

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Chapter 159

“The Magic Tower always takes a long time.”

Harrison answered with a yawn as if it was nothing.

“You have to wait at least three hours to meet the Magic Tower Master. That busy old man is terrible at keeping time appointments.”

“Is that so…?”

Harrison was the only one here who had gone to the Magic Tower and had an audience with the Magic Tower Master. Therefore, Brisa had no choice but to nod with a reluctant expression.

“Oh, right. Harrison, how about you go to Naisar Townhouse first?”

“Naisar Townhouse? There shouldn’t be anyone there, why?”

“Delmia is there. She’ll want to see you.”

At Brisa’s words, Harrison’s eyes widened.

“Delmia is there? Are you serious? Delmia hates the capital!”

“I guess there was something better in the capital.”

“My goodness. Leo, sorry but could you drop me off at Naisar Townhouse?”

Harrison asked urgently.

“I hope she wasn’t affected by dark magic again, I need to go quickly…”

“Just take it yourself.”

Leopold said elegantly and got out of the carriage.

“I’ll go to Bacchan Townhouse first to hear about the progress.”

“Thank you!”

Harrison said with an anxious face.

Leopold answered languidly.

“If you’re grateful, don’t call me by my nickname.”

“Yeah, got it. I’ll keep that in mind from now on, Leo!”

As soon as the carriage carrying him disappeared, Brisa stood on her tiptoes and whispered to Leopold.

“Actually, Delmia wasn’t affected by dark magic but by Alpheus’s face…”

“Ah.”

Leopold understood quickly.

“So you’re getting a new sister-in-law soon?”

“I was just wanting to ask you about that.”

Brisa answered seriously.

“With the Western Region’s information network, you should know about my future sister-in-law, right?”

“Sorry, but I don’t know much about that matter either.”

“Well, at least you know better than Alpheus.”

Then she shrugged and said.

“Anyway, come in first. I didn’t get permission from Aibella, but you’re always welcome.”

“Right. You should come in too. If Harrison is right, even if you pace around here all day, it doesn’t seem like the Marquis will return soon.”

Leopold asked as he entered.

“Should I go to the reception room first? Where is Princess Bacchan?”

Since this was Bacchan’s townhouse, greeting Aibella first was proper.

To Leopold, who didn’t forget etiquette, Brisa answered.

“Actually, she’s receiving another guest. Originally someone I invited…”

She still seemed concerned about Alpheus, constantly glancing toward the main gate.

“They haven’t seen each other in a long time and want to catch up, and I’m worried about Alpheus, so I said I’d join them a little later…”

“Who?”

“The Second Prince.”

As soon as Leopold heard that answer, he slightly frowned.

Just thinking about Maximus put him in a bad mood.

This displeasure couldn’t be explained rationally.

In fact, if he were to be displeased, the Crown Prince should be more displeasing than Maximus.

The Crown Prince had dared to covet Brisa as a concubine, was the culprit who threw the Empire into chaos, and was his family’s enemy.

Leopold had decided long ago that he was an enemy, and he was prepared to stake his life on ending the Crown Prince’s life.

Nevertheless, what was ‘more’ displeasing was Maximus. Perhaps because he wasn’t an enemy.

In the plan they had made, Maximus had to become Emperor.

Leopold had no intention of sitting on the throne. To encompass everything other than the Western Region, he had grown up to his bones as the master of the West.

Maximus hadn’t done anything bad to Leopold.

He had used the Sears siblings a bit, but it was all for the better, and after everything was exposed, he had been crawling sufficiently at Brisa’s feet.

Nevertheless…

Leopold could sense it intuitively.

There was something between Maximus and Brisa that he didn’t know about.

Something that had never existed between him and Brisa… something like ‘pity and empathy’ toward someone who had suffered together in the Imperial Palace.

Somehow he felt like he would witness that reality in the capital, making his stomach churn.

Since Maximus had recently passed his birthday and was now an adult, they couldn’t be connected even through a forced engagement…

The seven-year age difference after Brisa became an adult wasn’t a big obstacle. Even the Former Marquis Naisar and his wife, who had a good relationship, had a seven-year age gap.

Moreover, in Leopold’s judgment, Maximus was a very shameless, slippery eel of a person.

A ‘rare man’ who could act naturally like a snake even after receiving Brisa’s harsh words, and thus could continue conversations on equal terms with Brisa.

He threw out a meaningless question to escape from his gloomy thoughts.

“Everything is going well, right? You said progress was fast.”

“Well, fast progress and things going well are separate matters.”

Brisa shrugged once and changed the subject.

“Anyway Leopold, how have you been?”

At the belated greeting, Leopold answered while heading to the reception room.

“Similar to usual, I guess.”

“You don’t look like you’re in a good mood.”

“Exactly.”

Even while continuing the conversation, Brisa kept glancing back. Even after entering the mansion, she was definitely still waiting for Alpheus.

When they arrived at the reception room, Aibella and Maximus were waiting for them.

To them, who were surprised to see Leopold, Brisa quickly explained the situation.

“We met by chance. He arrived in the capital today.”

Brisa sat next to Aibella and said as if resigned.

“I sent Harrison to Naisar Townhouse. Oh, and it seems Alpheus will be late. According to Harrison, the Magic Tower is always like that. Come to think of it, when I sent Harrison in the morning last time, he came back late at night.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Aibella said, comforting Brisa.

“Alpheus doesn’t need to attend. Neither Harrison nor Alpheus – I haven’t found evidence that either has the intelligence to help in meetings. It’ll be fine if they just hear the results later.”

A little later, Leopold understood why Brisa had called Maximus.

Thanks to Delmia, Brisa had obtained definite information about the ring and wanted to share opinions with Maximus.

Maximus had already learned all the preliminary information from Aibella.

Eventually, it became a strategy meeting with the four of them together.

“Let’s start with the fact that the ring is with the Empress Dowager.”

Aibella went straight to the point.

“Our goal is to somehow bring that ring to the Imperial Banquet. Wouldn’t it be best to switch it? Then we need to find out what it looks like first…”

Then Maximus immediately drew a picture with a quill on paper.

“If it’s snake-shaped with a simple design… it probably looks like this.”

It was a winding ring shaped like a snake.

Brisa nodded.

“I thought of this one as soon as I heard Mrs. Pirin’s description. That’s right.”

Leopold and Aibella could only blink and be speechless.

Brisa looked at Maximus and said with a confident voice.

“Given the Empress Dowager’s personality, she would never take it off her body, right?”

Aibella interjected.

“If it were me, I’d definitely hide it away.”

“Where?”

“In the most secluded corner of the Imperial Palace. A place no one can enter without my command.”

Brisa shook her head at Isabela’s words.

“But Your Majesty the Empress Dowager doesn’t use the Imperial Palace alone.”

Leopold immediately understood what Brisa meant.

It was obvious how much the Empress would covet that ring.

The Empress Dowager would naturally be wary of the Empress’s minions secretly taking that ring.

However, at this moment, he didn’t like the way Brisa was looking at Maximus more than the conversation itself.

“You’re right. Among the accessories the Empress Dowager always wears, this is the only ring shaped like a serpent.”

Maximus smiled bitterly and crossed his arms.

“How could I forget the accessories on five of the Empress Dowager’s ten fingers.”

“That’s right.”

Brisa also chuckled softly.

“There were times when I had to stare at those hands for three hours straight.”

Leopold stared at her face as if trying to dissect it.

It was a very brief self-deprecating sneer that passed by, but she had definitely raised the corners of her mouth.

…Brisa had smiled.

While conversing with another man.

…She was sharing opinions. While trusting another man.

Leopold had to shudder at his own pettiness.

To think he would hate even such a trivial moment this much.

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