The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 33

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Chapter 33

 

“Let’s go, Count.”

 

Philip said heartily from behind.

 

“I’ve placed the five sacks of wheat over there. Let’s go together.”

 

“Heh heh heh heh! I was just looking around, but it’s definitely not because of the five sacks of wheat! But how on earth did Sears come to have wheat?”

 

Wheat was a crop that didn’t grow in the Central Region.

 

Even five sacks would be extremely valuable.

 

I had told everyone this last night.

 

“If outsiders ask questions, just say you don’t know.”

 

There was no need to advertise that it was connected to a Dark Mage.

 

As expected, Philip answered as instructed.

 

“Ahaha! It’s all thanks to our Young Lady Brisa, who graduated second from Capital Academy, speaks five languages, and has perfect court etiquette – she was even invited to the Empress Dowager’s banquet! How could people like us understand the depth of her wisdom!”

 

I don’t think I told him to say that.

 

Anyway, Alpheus walked to the Marquis Manor while carrying me.

 

I dangled in his arms and pressed him.

 

“Explain what happened.”

 

First, I was too curious about the situation, so I threatened him to explain first.

 

“Otherwise I’m getting down.”

 

The war hero immediately surrendered.

 

“You know, I survived thanks to your gift. But the poor Awakening Herb, well, it eventually completed its brilliant life.”

 

“It had already completed its life and was dried.”

 

“Thanks to it, I saved the Second Prince and we all survived, but then the warp broke down. When my limbs are perfectly fine, waiting endlessly would be too shameful to the Awakening Herb I cherish in my heart.”

 

“You probably cherish it in your stomach.”

 

Answering calmly, I quietly set my goals for my relationship with Alpheus.

 

He was the protagonist of this world, and there was nothing good about having a bad relationship.

 

As Mother advised, being sharp would only result in my loss.

 

Now Alpheus was the master of Sears, and I was practically in his grasp.

 

‘That was the reason I gave him the Awakening Herb in the first place.’

 

As a result, the Awakening Herb helped him, so it wasn’t bad as a first step.

 

‘I should be able to live reasonably peacefully.’

 

Unlike the original story, the Second Prince survived and Alpheus didn’t turn dark.

 

But there was a side effect.

 

The clothes Alpheus wore also failed to turn dark.

 

Unable to bear it any longer, I looked at the floral handkerchief dangling before my eyes and said.

 

“Let’s untie this horrible floral handkerchief right now.”

 

Getting along reasonably well was different from living without being able to say what I wanted.

 

I had saved him from crisis. I had the right to make such statements on everyone’s behalf.

 

“It’s hideous to look at.”

 

Then Alpheus became flustered.

 

“Huh? This is, um, contains my belief that we must protect beautiful nature…”

 

“Keep your beliefs in your heart. Don’t put them in fashion.”

 

“Wait, don’t pull on it. It’ll tear at this rate!”

 

“That saves me the trouble. I was planning to tear it to shreds and throw it away anyway. Can’t risk it being recycled by mistake.”

 

To think he went to the Imperial Palace with that handkerchief hanging around his neck. It was truly a tragedy for House of Sears and an act against the public interest of the Empire’s citizens. I had to do my best to prevent a recurrence.

 

‘Though now Alpheus is the Marquis Sears.’

 

Moreover, since I had prevented his corruption, I felt somewhat responsible.

 

‘It seems maintaining this reputation is still my job…’

 

Even though I hadn’t inherited the title, my surname was still Sears. It meant my reputation would also be affected by Alpheus.

 

‘My precious reputation that I protected by holding back both laughter and tears to avoid being called crazy!’

 

If things continued like this, it was obvious that Alpheus would be completely ignored in noble society.

 

I continued speaking while receiving encouraging looks from the Knight Order.

 

“If you’re going to keep making that face, go get a refund from God. We’ll add it to the Marquis House finances. No, actually. Just refund your soul and keep the face. That would be best for the Marquis House’s future.”

 

“Is that possible?”

 

“I’m going to start looking for a way tomorrow. I just added it as a candidate for my new academic plan.”

 

“Um… that’s a joke, right?”

 

“And it would be better not to make ‘um’ sounds in the middle. It’s far too uncultured for a marquis’s speech.”

 

“Really? Got it. I’ll fix it quickly. Um… how can I fix it… ah, damn.”

 

“It’s simple. If you get hit on the shins every time you make an ‘um’ sound, you’ll fix it quickly.”

 

I looked down at Alpheus’s excessively sturdy shins.

 

Then Alpheus frowned and asked back.

 

“What… did you say?”

 

“Don’t worry. If you apply ointment, it won’t scar. We have plenty left at home.”

 

At those words, even Wendy, who had been hastily disposing of the discarded floral handkerchief behind us, froze.

 

After a moment of silence, Alpheus slowly asked.

 

“By any chance… did you also get hit on the shins?”

 

Good heavens. Surely he wasn’t seeing me as being on the same level as himself.

 

I snorted and replied.

 

“At least I didn’t get hit for something like ‘um.’ In my case, it was ‘uh…'”

 

There was a big difference between ‘um’ and ‘uh.’ At least I thought so.

 

But Alpheus’s eyes widened.

 

“When on earth?”

 

“When I was six.”

 

“What? Which bastard laid a hand on such a young child…”

 

“My mother.”

 

I said calmly.

 

Wendy quietly put her hand to her forehead behind us.

 

I could feel Alpheus’s body stiffen.

 

I tilted my head and reassured him.

 

“Well, since he’s already dead, I won’t charge you with attempted murder.”

 

“I, I see. Um, let’s hurry inside and sleep. Children shouldn’t be awake this late.”

 

“Well, if you keep making ‘um’ sounds, I’ll have to keep correcting you and sleep even later.”

 

When we arrived at the Marquis Manor like that.

 

The maids came rushing over in a crowd, and just then Alpheus said this.

 

“So Bri-bri, I’m only asking now. How have you been? What happened? Were there any difficult times?”

 

Wait. I think I just heard something really strange, terrible, and spine-chilling.

 

“…Bri-bri? Don’t tell me that was… calling me?”

 

“Huh? Um… Isn’t it cute as a nickname?”

 

Alpheus winked once again.

 

“You can call me Big Brother Alphy too. How about it?”

 

The three-stage attack made me dizzy.

 

I caught my breath for a moment. Then I said to the maids.

 

“Call Langsi. I need to allocate a budget to send to the Temple.”

 

“Pardon? To the Temple?”

 

“Yes. I need a priest dispatched.”

 

I made a decision for the Sears Marquis Territory with tears in my eyes.

 

“For the honor of the Marquis House, we don’t need such a soul, so I want to book an exorcism ritual that can leave only the shell.”

 

“Bri-bri…”

 

“What are you doing? This is an urgent matter.”

 

Alpheus was defeated by my firm decision.

 

“Sorry, Brisa! I’ll call you Brisa!”

 

“From now on, make sure to keep the evil spirit in your heart well sealed. If that thing awakens, it’ll be big trouble, so manage it well. Now, put me down.”

 

Alpheus reluctantly put me down.

 

I brushed off my skirt and looked up at Alpheus.

 

The same platinum hair and sky-blue eyes as mine…

 

Originally, I didn’t know how to rely on family.

 

Even when I had to stay alone in the territory and prepare for isolation, I wasn’t greatly flustered because of that. I had never trusted anyone in the first place.

 

‘I must not trust him just because he’s family.’

 

I steeled my heart.

 

‘In the original work, Alpheus and Brisa never spent time together. I don’t know how he might change now.’

 

Mother usually cherished me dearly. But on nights when her madness struck, she couldn’t even recognize my existence. She would cause such a commotion and then be locked in her room.

 

Father was no different.

 

Father never once gave me a warm look because he was busy searching for his eldest son. One day when he was drunk, he only said this.

 

“While you and your mother live in luxury here… I don’t know what hardships my child is going through right now. So Brisa, even showing interest in you feels like guilt to me.”

 

Even in that moment, all I could see was Father’s back. I didn’t want to see his retreating figure again.

 

Rather than that, I’d prefer to close my heart first and just live peacefully in moderation…

 

“Hm? Isn’t that the Marquis? Am I seeing a ghost in the middle of the night? When did you pass away? What regrets brought you all the way here?”

 

Langsi came running out from inside the Marquis Manor.

 

“I just ran here, I’m not dead. I don’t have any regrets yet. Ah, I didn’t eat dinner so…”

 

Wait.

 

“I’m just a bit hungry, haha.”

 

What did he say? He’s hungry?

 

He struggled in a foreign land and arrived home… and he’s hungry?

 

My eyes flashed.

 

This was unacceptable.

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