The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 43

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Chapter 43

 

Rather, if Alpheus manifested the Sears Family’s special ability 【Taming】, the controversy would disappear.

 

But such a thing never happened in the original story.

 

It wasn’t Alpheus’s fault. The lineage of special abilities had been severed long ago in all families except the Western and Eastern Regions.

 

‘Besides, we don’t even really know what 【Taming】 is.’

 

There were no records of taming humans or monsters either.

 

For all we knew, the target could be some rare microorganisms growing in some corner of the continent.

 

Even so, there was no information on how to tame them.

 

In that case, it would be an ability that was really hard to notice and not very useful.

 

‘Anyway, Divostan will definitely look down on Alpheus.’

 

Brisa sighed and was suddenly startled.

 

‘Wait. Why am I worrying about Alpheus? What are we to each other?’

 

She still hadn’t opened her heart to Alpheus. At least that’s what she thought.

 

‘Alpheus does treat me well. But maybe he’s just intoxicated with playing the role of a good older brother who got a younger sister?’

 

Being a literary youth, it was entirely possible for him to live in fantasy.

 

Besides, Brisa was objectively quite a decent younger sister.

 

She was actually acting that way consistently.

 

For one, she never harbored any ambitions. Rather, she helped him by giving him various noble lessons.

 

Just her efforts to properly sustain the territory was proof of that.

 

But what if she went wrong and a crisis befell the territory as in the original story, and she found out that Sebon was targeting her…

 

“It’s not that serious, Brisa. I can’t let everyone die because of you.”

 

Or if he became worldly and people’s words like ‘Brisa seems more outstanding than you’ started to bother him…

 

“It seems like I’m being looked down upon more because of your existence. That’s a bit troublesome.”

 

We haven’t known each other for long.

 

We had no accumulated memories or time together.

 

It was peaceful, but precisely because it was peaceful, it was hard to trust.

 

‘Right now he’s acting like that because there’s no real crisis and he doesn’t know the ways of the world, but people can change if even the slightest problem arises.’

 

Brisa bit her nails with an anxious heart.

 

“No, Brisa.”

 

Just then, Alpheus grabbed her hand.

 

“If you do this, our pretty white nails like a crescent moon will be ruined. Okay? Cutie, cutie.”

 

Brisa couldn’t stand it and shuddered.

 

“Ban that horrible word at the end. Ban that baby talk for life.”

 

While the siblings were having such a conversation.

 

Leopold quietly dragged Gillab behind a large tree.

 

“What? Why are you doing this? What’s going on?”

 

Quite far from the people, Gillab grumbled.

 

Leopold, who was the same age but about a span taller than him, looked down at him and said.

 

“What happened?”

 

Leopold’s expression as he asked in a low voice was very serious. Moreover, it wasn’t something like “I’m getting curious” but a direct question. It actually meant he had lost some of his composure.

 

Especially toward Gillab, he had never used this kind of speech before.

 

“What?”

 

Gillab responded boldly at first, but he seemed to already know what he was being questioned about.

 

His eyes wandered aimlessly toward the ground.

 

“The singing monster.”

 

Leopold whispered pressingly.

 

“Monsters don’t sing. Especially sea monsters.”

 

“But it seems the monsters in the Eastern Region appear in the sea instead of appearing on the plains? I was surprised because there was a monster there that sang.”

 

Just as monsters in the Western Region appeared not only in mountains and hills but also on plains, monsters in the Eastern Region also appeared in the sea.

 

But they were all deep sea monsters with fish-like characteristics.

 

“Well, well… maybe the monster was crying a bit. Your monsters cry too, don’t they?”

 

“Really? I didn’t know octopuses or fish could cry.”

 

Leopold said sharply.

 

“People from the Central Region don’t know much about monsters. But we do. Monsters can’t imitate humans.”

 

“Well, then maybe someone was singing behind the monster…”

 

“Gillab Divostan!”

 

Leopold finally grabbed Gillab’s shoulders.

 

“This is important. I don’t have time, so I’ll ask directly. Has the Divostan Duke House been struck by that kind of curse mentioned in the ancient texts?”

 

“Don’t be ridiculous. Why would we be?”

 

Gillab rolled his eyes.

 

Meeting Leopold’s gaze, he said angrily.

 

“The family that had rumors of being cursed decades ago was House Nogen. Which family was it that desperately denied it? And now you’re asking our family about curses instead?”

 

“That’s…”

 

“We’re fine. Divostan is intact. The Eastern Region is perfectly fine.”

 

Gillab snapped while breathing heavily.

 

“Being cursed and humans turning into monsters, such ridiculous, such things…”

 

His voice trembled precariously.

 

“It must have been just baseless rumors that circulated even in ancient times.”

 

“Gillab, calm down. And listen to me. We could cooperate. So if Nogen…”

 

Gillab quickly cut off Leopold’s choked voice.

 

“Right. If, fine, if.”

 

“…”

 

“Even if problems arise, we’ll handle them ourselves. So don’t doubt us and don’t ask questions.”

 

“….”

 

A moment of silence passed.

 

Gillab, who confirmed the anguish flickering in Leopold’s eyes, added quietly.

 

“I won’t ask about Nogen either.”

 

After that, he twisted his shoulder free from Leopold’s grip, turned around, and returned to the group.

 

* * *

 

Gillab left first, saying he needed to prepare to receive guests.

 

We had to wait a bit before taking the guest carriage.

 

While waiting for the guest carriage, Baron Forman asked me various questions.

 

“Is there still a lettuce garden on the rooftop of the Marquis Manor?”

 

“Lettuce doesn’t grow well in midsummer. We’re growing beans now.”

 

“Originally there were chickens in the garden and the backyard.”

 

“We sent them all to Beron Territory.”

 

We plowed up all the perilla fields in Beron. And planted ‘those seeds’ we found on Jezel Street.

 

“We planted clover.”

 

“…Clover? But that’s not something people eat?”

 

Baron Forman asked in surprise.

 

Actually, we also scattered clover in the potato fields after harvest.

 

I explained slowly.

 

“We’re going to raise dairy cows. It’s the most productive cattle feed, and can be stored without problems even in winter. And if you plant clover, which is a legume, temporarily in land depleted of nutrients from potatoes, autumn crops grow better. Oh, we’re also planting corn in the remaining land.”

 

Then Baron Forman’s eyes widened.

 

“D-dairy cows…. Good heavens…. I have bad memories of dairy cows and corn….”

 

“Raising cattle isn’t good for short-term survival, but they’re good livestock to raise long-term. As Baron Hawin said, they produce milk.”

 

Unlike Baron Hawin, who had no knowledge of cattle ranching, I was different.

 

I planned to raise cattle and chickens in Beron, and later even try raising pigs. Livestock are essential for long-term self-sufficiency.

 

“We’ll eat the corn, and feed clover to the cattle. I know enough not to feed corn to cattle. They get acidosis. And you can’t even eat cattle that die that way.”

 

“Haha, you’re quite knowledgeable about livestock too.”

 

Baron Forman said. Then his eyes widened.

 

“By any chance… was it also you, Young Lady, who told Baron Hawin’s Territory not to eat cattle that died of acidosis?”

 

He asked in a surprised tone.

 

“I thought it was strange. That a doctor who couldn’t even predict acidosis would suddenly say such a thing….”

 

“We couldn’t let innocent people die.”

 

I said slowly.

 

“Even if it’s someone else’s territory, I thought that was truly something I couldn’t overlook.”

 

“Ha.”

 

Baron Forman exclaimed in admiration.

 

“Your heart is so… should I call it kind… goodness me.”

 

Then Alpheus chimed in from beside me with a giggling laugh.

 

“Is that all? Our Brisa speaks Five Languages, you know. She graduated second in her class at the Academy. If I just take care of the one person above her, she’d become the valedictorian, wouldn’t she? Hahahahahaha!”

 

I sighed and said.

 

“That valedictorian is right in front of you, oppa. If you get sued for attempted murder, please make sure to publicly declare that I have nothing to do with it.”

 

Leopold smiled gently and replied.

 

“If I do end up filing a lawsuit, I’ll make sure to submit the threat you just made as reference material as well.”

 

Alpheus was genuinely flustered.

 

“Ah, sorry… Ah, my apologies… Ah, excuse me…”

 

Looking at such an Alpheus, Leopold spoke elegantly.

 

“I was too flustered to give proper greetings earlier. I am Leopold Nogen, Your Lordship.”

 

“Ah!”

 

Alpheus replied cheerfully.

 

“I am Al… Ack!”

 

I firmly stepped on his foot from beside him.

 

Just because he spoke casually with me didn’t mean Alpheus, who had no personal relationship with him, could carelessly use informal speech.

 

Fortunately, Alpheus came to his senses and spoke properly.

 

“I am Alpheus Sears.”

 

That’s when it happened. In the distance, guest carriages could be seen. There were two noble carriages.

 

Baron Forman glanced at Leopold and said.

 

“You said you had questions for Miss Brisa, didn’t you, Leo?”

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