The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 66
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Chapter 66
“Will you be going to Seldoche Plains in the afternoon?”
“Ah.”
Of course, after seeing the sprouts yesterday, he had returned from Seldoche Plains to the Grand Duke’s residence.
But still, he wanted to see those sprouts growing well. So he decided to visit Seldoche Plains once more in the afternoon.
“Right. Request the House of Sears to accompany us as well.”
Hilberry said while rubbing his eyes.
Even if his grandson was pitifully confined, there was work to be done. Just as it had been for the past four years.
“They probably want to see it with their own eyes as well.”
Indeed, the adjutant soon brought word that Brisa and Alpheus also wanted to go to Seldoche Plains together.
At first, he had wondered why they had suddenly barged into the Western Region like this. But now he felt like expressing his gratitude to them.
A month during farming season was not a short time. Without them, he would have left all that vast land of Seldoche Plains idle for a whole month.
“We must continue to treat them grandly.”
Valerie’s warning, being close to the Imperial Court, was not something that could be ignored.
However, Hilberry decided to follow his own beliefs nonetheless.
Innocent people should not suffer unjustly.
One should not be falsely accused for something that is not their fault.
Therefore, Nogen would absolutely never cast out Sears.
Even…
“It’s about going to see a candidate for Grand Duchess? Leopold secretly sent that girl a bouquet a few days ago.”
What he had said when first sending Baron Forman to the Central Region was sincere.
He thought there was no reason to exclude her as a candidate for the next Grand Duchess just because they had broken off their engagement. Having learned of Leopold’s true feelings through those flowers, Hilberry wanted to help somehow.
Even if it was shameless… if only he could find a way.
Thus, when afternoon came and Hilberry stood before the carriage heading to Seldoche with a complicated heart.
“We greet Your Grace the Grand Duke.”
The Sears siblings stood before Hilberry.
“Um…”
But there was something cradled in Brisa’s arms.
For a moment, Hilberry wondered if he was seeing things.
“I-I’m truly sorry. This… I didn’t mean for this to happen…”
With a rarely flustered face, Brisa stammered.
“This one… uh, it won’t… separate from me… So this is, um… a dog, or maybe a wolf-dog…”
That was not a dog.
It wasn’t a wolf-dog either.
It was closest to a wolf cub… but it wasn’t a wolf either. For an ordinary wolf, its superhuman strength was no joke.
They had been calling the sullen young beast settled in Brisa’s arms a wolf for convenience, but in truth, it would be more accurate to call it a monster.
In any case, there was no way Hilberry wouldn’t recognize that identity.
‘Leopold?’
While he stood frozen with a bewildered expression, Brisa spoke hesitantly while holding the wolf.
“Well, maybe… this seems to be a dog that Leopold is raising, maybe?”
Hilberry stared at the scene, speechless.
The wolf with superhuman strength that had been causing a rampage and biting everything… was now peacefully blinking its eyes in Brisa’s arms.
“Um, even though it looks like this, it’s quite gentle.”
Very gentle… after it had bitten Hilberry’s prosthetic leg…
“It understands words too, and recognizes me well… The breed itself seems intelligent.”
That wolf’s father of the same breed had killed his own wife without even recognizing her, despite being together since childhood.
“It doesn’t seem to be the type that… attacks others indiscriminately. Maybe.”
After it had indiscriminately massacred an entire Knight Order.
“I’ll take good care of it, so I’ll keep it with me for a while until Leopold comes. Would that be okay?”
Hilberry was extremely flustered.
His eyes met with the wolf’s. Those golden eyes, identical to Leopold’s, seemed to be saying something.
That it was good to finally see sunlight.
That it was good to eat food, breathe fresh air, and take in the world with its eyes.
Hilberry felt like he might cry.
His precious grandson, who was the apple of his eye… was at least not imprisoned anymore…
‘But… how on earth… is that possible?’
But was it possible for that tremendous aggression to disappear like that in front of Brisa?
Perhaps interpreting Hilberry’s confusion as conflict, Brisa spoke earnestly.
“It understands everything I say, and eats the food I give it well too.”
She suggested carefully.
“Would you like to see?”
Then she put down Leopold, whom she had been holding.
Hilberry, who had lived with that wolf for ten days, instantly became tense.
Over four years, that wolf had grown about twice as large as it was then.
To be honest, he didn’t think he could subdue that wolf like he did back then now…
However, Brisa crouched down without any tension at all. Then she spoke solemnly.
“Paw.”
The wolf extended its front paw.
“Lie down.”
The wolf rolled over and lay down. However, it was desperately keeping its hind legs tucked in.
After that, it demonstrated tricks like ‘down’ and ‘up’, ‘jump’ and others.
Hilberry watched his loyal grandson with a strange feeling.
“Good, well done.”
Brisa patted the wolf’s head once and gave it a sausage.
Holding the wolf again as it gently ate the sausage, Brisa said in a small voice.
“So, um, it seems like it would be okay for me to keep it for a little while…”
Hilberry agonized intensely.
It was certainly very dangerous… but… seeing his grandson freely eating sausage… looked good.
The wolf also stared intently at Hilberry as if asking for permission.
He said there’s no consciousness, but he remembers everything later.
‘It still seems like he has no awareness of being human.’
If he did, there’s no way he’d follow Brisa’s commands like ‘lie down’ so obediently.
Besides, wagging his tail over a single sausage was absolutely not something that suited Leopold.
Still… those eyes really did look like Leopold’s.
After tremendous internal conflict, Hilberry finally managed to say:
“Just to be safe, it would be better to use a leash and muzzle.”
The wolf looked at Hilberry with a betrayed expression.
* * *
This morning, a few hours ago.
Watching the wolf-dog eating a croissant, Alpheus cheerfully suggested:
“Let’s give him a name.”
“A name?”
I muttered reluctantly. I felt like Leopold would have already given him one.
I was already feeling a bit guilty about thinking of Leopold. After all, I had taken matters into my own hands while he was away.
But really, it was hard to ignore a living creature, especially since the wolf-dog had devoured two croissants in the blink of an eye.
There was nothing in the warehouse, so he must have been hungry.
“Yeah, a name. I thought up a bunch of candidates last night. Want to hear them?”
“No.”
I figured he’d just list inappropriate words like ‘Justice’ or ‘Sincerity.’
“He probably already has a name anyway. Someone even built him this dog house.”
I said, pointing to the warehouse.
Alpheus drooped his shoulders dejectedly.
“But we can’t keep calling him ‘hey’ or ‘that guy’ forever. Can’t we at least give him a nickname?”
“What if he gets confused? Leopold might have already trained him. Names are a bit… Besides, livestock and pets are different concepts.”
Even as I said this, I also wanted to give him a name. So I offered a compromise.
“Let’s just call him Doggy. Other people would probably call him that behind his back when they see him anyway.”
“That’s not cute…”
“Still, let’s ask Leopold when he returns. Just be patient a little longer.”
“Well.”
Alpheus sighed and muttered:
“That young master who’s noble to his very bones probably gave him a name like ‘Alex’ or something.”
“What nonsense.”
I sighed and shook my head.
“It’s probably a name like ‘Alexandre the Second.'”
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