The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 36

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Chapter 36

 

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Sears Marquis Estate.

 

“Wh-what is this?”

 

“Your daily bread.”

 

I said while sitting with my arms crossed.

 

Alpheus stared blankly at the dining table.

 

The maid quickly brought over a plate.

 

“Bread with potato and egg spread and wild berry compote. Please enjoy it with the blanched dandelion leaves.”

 

The dandelion leaves that grew by the riverside weren’t remarkable enough to cultivate as crops, but they were still good to eat as a side dish.

 

“This is freshwater fish stew with tomatoes and mushrooms.”

 

Tomatoes weren’t abundant, but we could still have them for a meal occasionally.

 

“This is grilled crayfish with perilla flavor.”

 

Sometimes we could catch crayfish by lifting rocks.

 

We didn’t deliberately raise these either, but when the civilian houses caught them, they would send one at a time to the marquis manor.

 

“Thanks to Young Lady, we can make a living, so we should at least offer this much!”

 

I had planned to eat it tomorrow, but I couldn’t bear to hear Alpheus say he was “hungry.”

 

Alpheus must have been truly hungry as he cleaned every plate completely. It was really not a noble-like behavior.

 

I really couldn’t stand watching it anymore, so I sighed and said a word.

 

“Bring more boiled potatoes.”

 

He seemed hungry, so I needed to fill his stomach quickly to resolve that unseemly behavior.

 

I had now perfectly decided how to live with Alpheus.

 

‘Just treat him normally. Like how I treat others.’

 

It meant to say what needed to be said while living together, but not to cross the line.

 

Maintaining a moderately distant relationship without giving affection. That was exactly my specialty.

 

At the Academy, I lived that way with everyone.

 

“When I was, um, rushing here from the Eastern Region.”

 

Alpheus said while dipping potatoes in salt and eating them.

 

“I’ve never eaten this well before. Since there’s no trade with the Western Region, which is called the Empire’s granary, um, everyone was sensitive about food.”

 

Meanwhile, both Langsi and Philip were sitting next to me, staring blankly at Alpheus eating well.

 

Alpheus was diligently moving his fork when he stared directly at them.

 

“But why are you guys next to Brisa?”

 

Langsi and Philip looked at each other and blinked. Then, as if realizing something, they exclaimed “Ah!”

 

“Ah right, I was originally the captain’s man, wasn’t I? Not the noble Young Lady’s right hand?”

 

“Recently I’ve been following only Young Lady’s words, so in my heart the captain was already dead.”

 

Alpheus slowly swallowed the potato he had been eating. Then, with an expression of disbelief, he slowly muttered.

 

“…You guys… don’t easily acknowledge superiors, do you? How long did it take me to make you my people…”

 

My heart sank for a moment.

 

Does Alpheus think I stole his subordinates from him?

 

That could be possible. He might not have expected them to follow me to this extent.

 

‘Until now, nothing could stand against food, but…’

 

My limbs stiffened afterward.

 

Mother always said that Alpheus and I were competitors from birth.

 

Just as young me was anxious about losing the marquis title, was Alpheus also nervous about having his authority taken away by me?

 

“But you two, in just two months… came to follow Brisa? Really?”

 

When Alpheus showed a soulless expression, Langsi said nonchalantly.

 

“Budget managers naturally follow whoever pays them more. If it weren’t for Young Lady, the territory would have already gone bankrupt from food expenses and we wouldn’t even be able to eat dirt.”

 

Philip also chimed in.

 

“Marquis… I’ve contracted a disease where I can’t feel respect unless my master is elegant, noble, and dignified.”

 

I was utterly shocked.

 

‘What do I do, this really crossed the line.’

 

What if I’m misunderstood as targeting the marquis title?

 

A crack had already formed in my plan to ‘live peacefully with Alpheus.’ My body froze with fear.

 

‘At this rate, I’ll be purged soon!’

 

It was when I glanced at Alpheus, reading the situation.

 

“Ahahaha! You guys finally realized it too? That my little sister is cute and adorable and lovely and everything!”

 

…Hm?

 

None of those three descriptions apply to me though.

 

“I was going to warn you to serve her well, but it seems that’s not necessary! Ahahaha! Let’s protect our precious little princess with our lives!”

 

At the phrase ‘precious little princess,’ I held my forehead.

 

I felt dizzy from the cringeworthy title.

 

“Trust us now, little princess of Sears!”

 

He even winked while chewing his potato.

 

I seriously complained of pain.

 

“Emergency. Want to buy unseen eyes.”

 

Langsi replied.

 

“Sold out.”

 

In the end, I had no choice but to overcome this alone.

 

I seriously warned Alpheus.

 

“That little princess title is banned.”

 

“Really? Then let’s go with sparkling little thumb fairy.”

 

“That title is also not allowed.”

 

“I see? Then fluttering baby angel!”

 

The literary youth had a talent for endlessly producing low-quality nicknames.

 

“On our rooftop, um, shall we play blowing soap bubbles? Big brother bought them to play with the fluttering baby angel!”

 

“There’s a lettuce garden on the rooftop. Soapy water is bad for crops.”

 

“Then let’s play with balloons in the garden! Big brother will blow up lots for you!”

 

“What if the chickens accidentally eat the balloon pieces when they pop?”

 

I said with my arms crossed.

 

“And calling yourself ‘big brother’ is also forbidden. It gives me chills.”

 

“Our baby angel has so many restrictions….”

 

“Baby angel is really not okay either. I’m twelve years old.”

 

“Then the treasure of Sears crafted with captured starlight!”

 

Langsi, who had been watching us bicker, said a word.

 

“It’s almost dawn.”

 

“Oh no, that won’t do! My little sibling needs to grow taller!”

 

In the end, after going around in circles, it was ‘my little sibling.’

 

When I first heard it, it was definitely shocking, but now it seemed like the best option.

 

I rolled my eyes for a moment and said quietly.

 

“Well, I was just a proxy while you were away.”

 

After the commotion passed, I was still worried.

 

Now my life and death were practically in Alpheus’s hands. Especially if the Sebon people contacted Alpheus asking him to hand over Brisa….

 

I continued speaking with a trembling voice.

 

“I know best that I’m not really the owner of this marquis territory, and not Langsi and Philip’s superior. So you really don’t need to worry about it.”

 

“What are you talking about? Why wouldn’t I worry? It’s good if we all get along well together!”

 

Alpheus tilted his head.

 

His face showed he truly had no idea what I meant.

 

He continued awkwardly.

 

“Actually, I received the marquis title without knowing the detailed circumstances. I thought my ten-year-younger sibling needed a guardian.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“I had no idea you were receiving heir education. I only found out when the maids told me on the night of the funeral.”

 

I was shocked but held it in.

 

From the beginning, Alpheus had a completely different mindset from noble family members who had to watch for succession politics since they could crawl.

 

“I’ve lived as a commoner and all, so, um, I actually asked a lawyer if there was a way to return the marquis title to you….”

 

This was truly absurd.

 

I knew in my head that I should be reading his mood. But because of my nature, that resolve didn’t last long.

 

In the end, I cut off his words as if dumbfounded.

 

“Good heavens, start reading the legal code right from today.”

 

To not even know basic Imperial Law.

 

There’s no way to cancel the primogeniture inheritance written in the will.

 

Even in the original story, Alpheus was ignored for quite a long time for his ‘un-noble behavior.’ But still, his title remained legitimate until the end.

 

I clenched my fist and banged the dining table.

 

“However I’ve been living, and however you’ve lived, you’re the legitimate heir of Sears. You’re a marquis recognized by Imperial Law. Got it?”

 

“Huh? Uh….”

 

“No matter where people insult you by calling you a commoner or mercenary, you don’t need to care. That doesn’t make your marquis title disappear.”

 

“Huh? Uh…”

 

“I guarantee that when you eventually revive this damn family in a few years, marriage proposals will probably come in from the Imperial Family too. When that time comes, no one will dare utter a word about being a commoner or anything like that.”

 

I flinched for a moment.

 

After saying it, I suddenly realized I had mentioned ‘the original story’s content.’

 

‘Oh no, did I speak too much like I know the future? What if she thinks I’m talking nonsense that doesn’t make sense?’

 

I had resolved never to say anything that sounded like I knew the future.

 

Perhaps because I’d always lived in constant anxiety about saying strange things, my heart was pounding wildly.

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