《The Male Lead Is In Charge Of The Successor》 Chapter 1 Chapter 1 ?¦á???¡ï???¦á???????¦á???¡ï???¦á? ¡¤ ¡¤ ?? ¡¤ ¡¤ (3rd PERSON POV) Eiselletania. When people hear that name, there will be a common response. ¡°Who is that?¡± People who never heard of Eisel would have asked if it was the name of a newly released cosmetic. Some might say that a little girl next door might have been named like that. But of course, they¡¯re not right. Whatever it was, the name Eisel was unknown and unfamous. In conclusion though, Eisel was a supporting character in this novel. ¡°Are you the one who asked me to see you?¡± The silver-haired woman who was holding a teacup raised her gaze at the cold voice ringing on her ears. She glanced at the handsome man who was looking down at her as he stood. ¡°I heard that even a month ago, they persistently sent someone to ask for a reception day after day. Just who are you? I¡¯m not a person that anyone can just see.¡± ¡°I know. So, how about calming down first? Archduke Karl Byron.¡± At the words that came out of the woman¡¯s mouth, the man called Archduke Byron frowned. The woman smiled at the man who narrowed his eyes. ¡°By the way, will you continue to stand? I want to see people I meet properly. There is a chair placed on the other side as if it were for you to sit on the other side¡­ How about that?¡± Karl¡¯s eyes fluttered for an instant at the blatant words that came out from the woman¡¯s mouth. He stared at the silver-haired woman, as if trying to figure her out, then slowly sat down on the chair. The latter lowered the teacup and tilted her head as if she knew he would sit. ¡°My name is Eiselletania.¡± ¡°It¡¯s the first time I¡¯ve ever heard that name.¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay. I figured you wouldn¡¯t recognize it anyway.¡± She reacted as if it was no big deal, and placed the cup on the table. ¡®He doesn¡¯t remember?¡¯ His mouth opened to the sound of a rattle. ¡°Are you a noble?¡± ¡°The imperial nobles are mostly unknown families, but for now.¡± ¡°What is your last name?¡± ¡°Aspenser.¡± ¡®Aspenser¡­¡¯ Karl tried to recall her last name while muttering softly. His wrinkled forehead and nose were expressing his inner feelings. Eisel looked at the man who couldn¡¯t remember her. Well, it must be strange to remember if ever. Karl, who had been trying to think for a while, finally had a relaxed expression and shook his head. Eisel smiled brightly at his reaction. ¡°Don¡¯t worry too much. It doesn¡¯t really matter what family I¡¯m from or what my name is. The key is this.¡± Eisel stretched out her long, slender index finger and tapped the table, clasping her chin. ¡°That I have come to see Archduke Byron and the Archduke finally came to see me. This is more important.¡± ¡°The cold weather and the great famine overlapped. I am busy with the maintenance of the military and knights. You are the person who wanted to meet me. I just wanted to see the face that kept bothering me.¡± ¡°The person who bothered the great duke is right in front of him now¡­ How does it feel to see my face?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have any thoughts. However, I just hope it will be valuable enough to bother me all month long.¡± Eisel smiled even at Karl¡¯s cold words. He narrowed his eyes to her laughter. Karl thought that none of the people who knew him could smile like that in front of him. He grew up to be blunt and he was not talkative. There was coolness even if he spoke normally. As a result, Karl¡¯s deputy knights, and even the imperial family had difficulty with him. He was a man with a thick jawline, tall height, and straight shoulders. He had a beautiful appearance at first glance, but most women were afraid of him. As a result, it wasn¡¯t easy to approach him even after seeing his background and appearance. Karl leaned his upper body forward, still looking at the smiling Eisel. ¡°Get to the point first.¡± ¡°Do you mean you don¡¯t have time to have a cup of tea?¡± ¡°As you can see.¡± Despite Karl¡¯s short response, Eisel didn¡¯t look surprised. It was possible, so Eisel nodded with such a face and smiled again. ¡°What you said earlier. You hope it¡¯s a valuable business.¡± ¡°Yes.¡± When he raised his chin slightly, Eisel also pushed her chin up with her fingertips. ¡°That¡¯s a relief, because my words will be very valuable to you.¡± ¡°I¡¯m the one who decides that.¡± Eisel smiled smoothly at Karl¡¯s obvious line-drawing attitude. She pushed her upper body back, leaned against the chair, and opened her mouth leisurely. ¡°I need your help.¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t you hear me earlier? I¡¯m sure I said I was super busy.¡± ¡°I heard you. But I still need help. Oh, that doesn¡¯t mean I¡¯m just getting help. Of course, I will pay a reasonable price too.¡± The man stared still at the red eyes as if they had rubies embedded in them. She was smiling, but her eyes weren¡¯t. Karl quietly glared at Eisel and moved his finger. His mouth opened when his hand stopped tapping his armrest regularly. ¡°What kind of help do you need? I¡¯ll think about it after listening to it.¡± ¡°It¡¯s nothing. I¡¯m going to do something, but I think it¡¯ll be quite a commotion. This can seem like a riot, a crime, or¡­.. a rebellion.¡± ¡°What does that mean?¡± ¡°I want the Archduke to balance and soothe it. It¡¯s simple, right?¡± Eisel¡¯s words were only absurd to Karl. Riot, crime, and rebellion. A rebellion resulted to death penalty even by just planning it. She wanted him to understand something like that? She wanted him to go beyond understanding and become a contestant for treason? ¡°That doesn¡¯t make sense. Are you telling me to become the center of a rebellion? It was a colder voice than before. His golden eyes were filled with fury to the point where ice fell. The tone from his mouth was like a sharp spear. Moreover, the men of the Archduke were notorious for being inflexible and rigid. Asking him to understand that he was going to rebel against such a man was the same as asking him to kill himself here. ¡°As expected, the reaction is just as I thought.¡± Eisel was calm. The red eyes that looked at his eyes remained unshakable. She was not embarrassed by Karl¡¯s reaction, which she had already envisioned several times in her head. Seeing through it, she just put a thin smile on her lips. ¡°Hah¡­¡± ¡°There seems to be some misunderstanding, I didn¡¯t tell the Archduke to be the center of rebellion. I just said that I want him to protect the boundaries of law and power with the Byron family¡¯s power.¡± ¡°Isn¡¯t it that?¡± ¡°It¡¯s completely different. Plus, I don¡¯t intend to rebel. If you look at it, it¡¯s similar to saving the empire and the world.¡± Eisel gave him a strange look and bowed her upper body forward. It was very natural to twist your legs leisurely and put your elbow on your knees. ¡°The Archduke said earlier. Cold and great famine are coming at the same time. This is not a simple matter and you know that. The plague has arrived and the world is dyed with evil. The demons who have been deported to the end of the world are returning.¡± ¡°How do you know that¡­?¡± ¡°At this rate, the empire is in great danger. There is also a lack of tools to get out of the cold now, and there isn¡¯t enough food to feed the soldiers due to the famine. In this situation where they have to deal with demons? I dare to say that 15 days is enough for the empire to collapse.¡± Eisel tapped her neck with her finger and drew it sideways. Karl frowned at the appearance and bit his lips. Eisel continued right before he reacted. ¡°So please help me. In exchange, I¡¯ll take care of the famine and severe cold.¡± ¡°What do you mean?¡± ¡°I will provide food for 500,000 soldiers for a year. Covers, dry firewood, oil and flints to set fire. I¡¯ll provide you with everything you need.¡± ¡°What?¡± The words from Eisel¡¯s mouth came so much of a shock to Karl that he began distrusting her words. The reason why he had been busy so far was because he lacked food and clothing. He couldn¡¯t buy food because of the famine. He tried to buy it even if he put more money on the price, but no one sold their supply. No one opened their barn to fight the very long, harsh, cold and hunger. ¡®We¡¯ve been struggling with this for over two months and you¡¯re saying you¡¯re just going to take care of it? Furthermore, a year¡¯s worth of food?¡¯ ¡°Oh, of course, if you help me, it¡¯s free.¡± Karl was sufficiently surprised, but the following words surprised him further. ¡°Did you say it was free of charge? You would really do it?¡± Karl¡¯s words, which were formal, had become gentle again. Traces of anger and annoyance from when he first saw her disappeared from his face. Instead, there was a mixture of surprise, vigilance, suspicion, and small politeness in him. The man, who had been arrogant a while ago, bowed his head at every word she said. Eisel smiled satisfactorily at the change in Karl¡¯s attitude. ¡°Yes, free of charge.¡± ¡°¡­Do you know what the price is on the food right now?¡± ¡°It¡¯s about 10 times the price during summer.¡± ¡°You know that and still provide for us free of charge?¡± ¡°Shouldn¡¯t I do that much?¡± Eisel slowly raised the corners of her mouth. ¡°I have to pay this much to use a person who is not someone anyone can meet. Don¡¯t you think so?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Chapter 2 Chapter 2 ?¦á???¡ï???¦á???????¦á???¡ï???¦á? ¡¤ ¡¤ ?? ¡¤ ¡¤ (3rd PERSON POV) Eisel stared at Karl intently as she relaxed her expression and slowly got up from her seat. She took the business card she was carrying and handed it over to him. ¡°I am well aware of Archduke Byron¡¯s place in the Empire. His Majesty¡¯s younger sister is the former Grand Duchess of Byron. In other words, the Archduke Byron who¡¯s right in front of me right now is the Emperor¡¯s nephew. In addition to that, you are the commander of the entire army as well as the Imperial Knights.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°I¡¯m also aware that you have the highest decision-making power other than His Majesty the Emperor for any wartime situation that might be situated in the empire. Which is why, the only person I can ask for help is the Archduke.¡± ¡°¡­. How far have you researched? No, who are you? Even your family name that I¡¯ve never heard before. Only a few know that secret but you still dare offer such ridiculous conditions.¡± Karl followed her and stood up, the latter stared at the former¡¯s eyes. He, who was one head higher than herself. His eyes rolled, demanding an answer but she ended up reminiscing about her distant past. ¡°I lived in poverty, but I never thought that money was the best. I knew that there were a lot of things that money couldn¡¯t get. Things like friends, honor, power, and even love?¡± Eisel, who was speaking calmly, smiled at Karl beginly. ¡°But, you¡¯re right! Money can buy everything. Taking control of the Empire¡¯s intelligence network, buying high-ranked archmage, or even hundreds of thousands of mercenaries to deal with monsters and ¡­.¡± Eisel paused, then stretched out her fore finger and pointed to Karl, who was staring blankly at her. ¡°And¡­to buy the man in front of me, the most influential person in the empire.¡± ¡°What the ¡­¡­¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have that much time. I have enough money to rot, but not enough time. If you¡¯re not satisfied with my proposal, tell me immediately. By then, you wouldn¡¯t have to waste your precious time with me since you need to get out and see His Majesty the Emperor.¡± Did she send someone to the emperor as well? Eisel¡¯s eyes,who was looking intently at the hardened Karl, smiled deeply. ¡°Now, choose, Archduke Karl Beorg Byron.¡± -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?????? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (3rd PERSON POV) ¡°Thank you so much for making a quick decision.¡± Thin and long fingers that were organizing thick documents moved gently as if playing a piano. Karl, who was currently watching as the papers put together with a crackling sound was seated crookedly and staring intently at the mysterious woman in front of him. ¡®Aspenser.¡¯ Obviously, it was the first time he had heard of it. He couldn¡¯t name all the nobles in the empire, but for someone with a huge fortune, he might have probably heard of it at least once. Karl, was staring intently cross-legged as he identified her identity. He removed his hand that was gently pressing onto his hip bone and then placed it on his thigh. Seeing Eisel was preparing to get up from her seat made him lean his upper body forward. ¡°Have we ever met before?¡± After tidying the documents in her bag, Eisel smiled brightly at Karl¡¯s question. ¡®Before?¡¯ Karl nodded his head briefly and leaned back to his chair. ¡°I¡¯m not completely sure, but didn¡¯t you say that we¡¯ve already met before?¡± ¡°Um. I did, didn¡¯t I?¡± ¡°What do you mean by that?¡± ¡°It literally means what it means.¡± ¡°Then we¡¯ve already met?¡± Instead of answering, Eisel then pouted her lips with an ambiguous face. Karl¡¯s forehead narrowed at her lack of response. He didn¡¯t really remember all the people that he had met before, so it¡¯s possible that he unintentionally forgot about her. However, he was really bothered. She seemed to be someone he had known for a long time. ¡°When did we first meet?¡± ¡°Um, a long time ago?¡± ¡°How long has it been?¡± ¡°Well. Let¡¯s just say it¡¯s been like over 10 to 15 years ago?¡± Eisel tilted her head with her chin on her palm and shrugged. ¡®At least 10 to 15 years. That means we met when I was just over 10 years old.¡¯ ¡°Well l, I do understand if you don¡¯t remember me. Adults tend to forget events that happened when they¡¯re still young. Besides, we haven¡¯t seen each other ever since then and I haven¡¯t had any public appearances as well.¡± ¡°How did we meet? No, how did you know all those things about me?¡± ¡°Are you that curious?¡± ¡®Is it because I¡¯m fascinated about your laid-back attitude as you asked me with a faint smile on your face?¡¯ Karl, who would normally ignore those gestures, nodded his head without hesitation. Eisel smiled deeply at Karl¡¯s immediate response, then she lowered her bag and opened her fingers. ¡°At that time you are still a coward.¡± ¡°What, when did that¡­..¡± ¡°Besides, you were crying at that time. And His Excellency grabbed my hand as I was about to go home and said.¡± Eisel¡¯s voice rang slowly, as if drunk from her memories. Then she came closer while smiling softly and extended her long fingers. Karl, who had no intention of resisting even though he was aware of the hand that was approaching him, had his eyes widened when the tip of her fingers pushed his chin up. ¡°Later, when you grow up, you and I-¡± ¡®I really had no intention of making such a big deal from the very beginning. I just wanted to be rich and live a little longer, but when a sudden realization came to me, I just ran out of control.¡¯ ¡°Let¡¯s get married.¡± Eisel smiled brightly. -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?????? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (Eisel¡¯s 3rd PERSON POV) ¡°I¡¯m sorry I didn¡¯t prepare anything today.¡± ¡®Three plates were placed on the old wooden table, which was too difficult to put on a tablecloth. While the food was too watery to be called a soup, the color itself was too dark to be called a water. Still, when I placed my nose into it, it smelled quite plausible and had a tinge of corn into it although the taste was close to water.¡¯ A silver-haired woman who wiped the only three spoons in a cloth and placed it on the table. Lily Aspenser let out a small sigh. The man who was sitting on the other side with his long hair hanging down. It was Beorick, Lily¡¯s husband. He impressive glasses that are larger than the size of an egg. ¡°What do you mean that you didn¡¯t prepare anything? It¡¯s better than any other feast for me. I¡¯ll eat it with gusto madame.¡± With a soft voice befitting his appearance, Beorick, while holding a spoon, kissed Lily¡¯s cheek and glanced at the little girl who looked at him with a smirk. ¡°Let¡¯s eat, Eisel.¡± Beorick and Lily¡¯s daughter, Eisel. She, who was about to celebrate her eighth birthday, answered with a bright smile at Beorick and then raised her spoon. ¡°I will eat well!¡± Unlike the dark dining table where one candle was lit because there was not enough money to buy oil, Eisel¡¯s voice was bright and clear. After kissing her daughter¡¯s head, Lily went back to her seat and slowly picked up the porridge near the water. ¡®We¡¯re terribly poor.¡¯ Eisel shoved the porridge into her mouth and sighed inwardly. ¡®How did this ever happen? Growing up as an orphan, then reborn again this time as a daughter of an aristocratic family, out of the days of eating rice only, I was so delighted by the fact that I had become a daughter of a golden spoon, which I had dreamed of.¡¯ ¡®Finally, the time has come for me too!¡¯ [The adoptive parents who raised me for 20 years vs the birth parents of a chaebol family suddenly appeared after 20 years! Who would I choose?] Eisel of course would choose her birth parents of a chaebol family if people would discuss this topic. ¡®Although I am grateful to my adoptive parents who raised me for 20 years, it was thanks to them that from a young age, I learned the fact that money is everything in this world and without money, happiness cannot be found. They taught me that simple truth.¡¯ She was adopted because they had no children at that time, but then Eisel was treated poorly because twins were born from her adoptive parents later on. As soon as she became an adult, she chose to leave their home and when she came out of the world without money, that¡¯s when she realized that she had to work hard. When Eisel was born again, she couldn¡¯t help herself but be happy about it and understand the word ¡®Reincarnation¡¯ and plan up her life for this second life that she had. ¡®I am now a daughter of an aristocratic family? And also the eldest daughter? That means I would live my life without worrying about food, clothes or even monthly rent!¡¯ ¡®I didn¡¯t know where this was or what world it was, but it didn¡¯t matter.¡¯ ¡®It¡¯s actually perfect!¡¯ ¡®Cause now I¡¯m finally! Since I became a noble woman now! But somehow, the name of the Emperor or the high-ranking nobles and even the name of this country were somewhat familia, but it didn¡¯t really matter.¡¯ ¡®Whether it¡¯s a novel, a manhwa, or even the past? The important thing for me is that I became a rich noble woman.¡¯ However, everything did not come so easy. ¡®¡­¡­ We¡­.We are bankrupt.¡¯ One day, five businesses run by the Aspenser family went bankrupt and the land was secured by debt. Eisel, who was still three years old, only blended with the background, not knowing what was going on. When she finally came to her senses, she saw a lot of foreclosure tickets stuck to their four-storey house. ¡®No, this can¡¯t be true, any noble family couldn¡¯t be this ruined. Can they really put in a foreclosure ticket just because they go bankrupt? Isn¡¯t this a medieval society? Even if a rich family becomes doomed, it will go on for like, three generations. How come it happened for a fast three days?¡¯ Easel stared blankly at her fallen family, and in the end all that was left was just a four-storey mansion that could neither be sold nor left and since no one is managing it, the mansion became won-out like this. ¡®If they¡¯re going to take everything, they should have taken this mansion too. But then why didn¡¯t they?¡¯ Eisel thought that everything would be resolved if they sold the mansion, unfortunately, this mansion was owned by the Imperial family that¡¯s why it was impossible to sell it. In other words, unless they return their noble status, the mansion belongs to them and cannot be negotiated. ¡®I¡¯m not sure If I should be happy or sad, but thanks to the grace of the royal family, we were able to stay at our mansion, while eating a watery porridge that smelled like corn.¡¯ ¡°Yesterday, I met Lord Whitenburg.¡± ¡°Oh my, your old friend¡­..¡± It was Beorick¡¯s voice that broke the rattling sound within the gloomy atmosphere during their meal time. Lily¡¯s eyes widened in surprise at the news that was delivered by Beorick while eating a tasteless porridge. ¡°That¡¯s right, he said that he came right away after hearing the news about our family. He also added that he would find ways helping me with anything.¡± ¡°That¡¯s great. But¡­..¡± Lily, who was delighted as she clasped her palms, immediately changed her expression and narrowed her eyes. Her smiling face changed to a worried expression. ¡°You¡¯re not thinking of getting into a strange business again, aren¡¯t you?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not like that? We just had a normal conversation.¡± ¡°Really?¡± ¡°I¡¯m telling the truth. Trust me, madame.¡± Lily, unable to easily trust Beorick since he already had a criminal record, looked at him coldly. Beorick just smiled awkwardly without saying anything. Chapter 4 Chapter 4 ?¦á???¡ï???¦á???????¦á???¡ï???¦á? ¡¤ ¡¤ ?? ¡¤ ¡¤ (3rd Person POV) ¡°What did you¡­¡± ¡°What kind of official letter is this? I don¡¯t think we were given prior notice.¡± ¡°Before that. What you said a while ago¡­¡± ¡°Do I have to show my parents?¡± ¡°Now¡­¡± ¡°Young lady¡­¡± When Eisel continued to cut off the man¡¯s words, the people behind him stopped him. Eisel frowned while the man¡¯s eyes were staring at her. ¡®What? What are you going to do? You¡¯re not going to get mad at me, are you?¡¯ Eisel stared at the man with a carefree look. It was meaningless to get angry at Eisel. Perhaps here, the man sighed quietly and suddenly burst into laughter. ¡°Let me give you a piece of advice. All Basquiella family members can benefit from it, but if possible, it would be better not to participate. More so after seeing your miserable situation.¡± Maybe he didn¡¯t want to lose or if he wanted to gossip. Eisel stared at the back of the man¡¯s head as he left with harsh words until the end. Others behind hurriedly followed the man while Eisel rolled her eyes slowly. ¡®I¡¯m stuck again.¡¯ ¡°I learned that you need to sprinkle salt at times like this.¡± I don¡¯t have salt to sprinkle because I¡¯m poor. It was the moment where there was one more chance to earn money. -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?????? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (3rd Person POV) ¡°Is it the right time already?¡± Beorick breathed for a long time. Whether it was a sigh or a complaint, he looked at the official letter handed over by Eisel. She chewed on the cookies sent by those people and waited for Beorick to finish reading the official letter. In the meantime, Lily, who returned with fruit after a long time, sat on a chair with a worried face. ¡°Beorick.¡± ¡°¡­This is embarrassing.¡± Beorick stared at Eisel as he read the official letter. ¡°Eisel. Have you read this?¡± ¡°It said that Basquiella¡¯s family allows free participation of their colleagues in different classes.¡± ¡°As you said, Basquiella¡¯s class is free of charge. And you can attend too.¡± Basquiella was one of the families that controlled the empire. In addition, some of Basquiela¡¯s defense included high-ranking aristocrats who took key positions in politics. Basquiella¡¯s defense is the fallen noble Aspenser, who became a beggar after his business went bankrupt. It was a surprising fact. Eisel chewed on the apple and thought for a while before raising her head. ¡°Do I have to go?¡± ¡°You don¡¯t have to go. However, Basquiella¡¯s education is famous for its high quality. It¡¯s classes that you can¡¯t easily get anywhere else. But¡­¡± Beorick closed his lips slowly while talking about the strengths of the class. ¡®It meant that all the children who take classes there are aristocrats.¡¯ Beorick was worried that Eisel would be discriminated against and be hurt there. In addition, will Eisel be able to handle Basquiela¡¯s class alone, which is difficult to follow even if a professional teacher is invited and attached? When Beorick closed his mouth and remained silent for a while, Lily stroked Eisel¡¯s head. ¡°If Eisel wants to go, I don¡¯t want to stop her. But¡­¡± Lily couldn¡¯t say anything and swallowed. No matter how hard her parents were, it was not a story that could be brought up by their children that their families could be ostracized due to the existing cultural beliefs. Eisel did not receive the basic literacy education that aristocrats deserve. She won¡¯t be able to receive more education in the future, but she won¡¯t have the same opportunity every time. Lily would rather stop Eisel if she didn¡¯t want to go. Lily smiled quietly, staring at her daughter without a word. ¡°Basquiella is the biggest mansion past the square, right?¡± It was a huge mansion that she remembered coming and going a few times. It would be strange not to remember because this land-priced capital owned a huge site. When Beorick nodded quietly, Eisel thought for a moment and smiled. ¡°Then I¡¯ll try it once.¡± ¡°Will you be okay?¡± Eisel smiled, nodding her head plainly. There¡¯s nothing to think about for a long time. It was the Basquiela family. A place where no one can easily enter. When she went there, there would be a lot of books and she could meet new people. ¡°Let¡¯s find out something about the world.¡± In addition, she was used to being bullied. She can¡¯t miss this good opportunity. Beorick and Lily swallowed a sigh silently, looking at their daughter smiling with a blank face. Actually, it was those two people who didn¡¯t know anything. -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?????? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (3rd Person POV) The number of windows that can only be seen on one side is almost 100. There were only nine chimneys seen above, and their height rose to the sixth floor. In addition, there were two more such buildings on both sides. ¡°Here you go.¡± The mansion of Duke Basquiella¡¯s family, Eisel stared blankly at the mansion where the ¡°real aristocrats with noble linage¡± lived. It was a bit big. Eisel has seen apartments and colorful buildings in her life, but it was her first time seeing an antique mansion of this type. It¡¯s huge from afar too. She felt it, but seeing it up close, it was incredible. Beorick looked anxiously at his daughter, who had forgotten her answer while looking at the mansion. Will it be okay? He was worried that she would be harmed, but there was no place to resign those thoughts. People entering and exiting the entrance of the mansion looked at the father and daughter standing blankly at the entrance. What is it? Are they beggars? As his appearance did not look like a nobleman, the guards seemed to be worried about whether to kick him out. If they were a noble guest, they would get off a wagon like everyone else around them. Then, in the end, a security guard approached the two with a face of giving up. ¡°How did you get here?¡± It was a neat and polite attitude like a guard of a noble family. Beorick collected the gaze he was looking at Eisel and put it in the guard. ¡°I brought the official letter.¡± ¡°What? What official letter¡­¡± The guard slightly opened his mouth to the official letter brought by Beorick and briefly exclaimed. Then he quickly swept Beorick and Eisel up and down. ¡°Are you Basquiella¡¯s colleagues?¡± It¡¯s a very polite tone, but inside they were asking you¡¯re Basquiella¡¯s aristocrats? It contained that meaning. Beorick swallowed a sigh to flow out of the security attitude of checking the condition of the envelope and parchment, whether it was stolen or forged. ¡°It¡¯s Aspenser.¡± ¡°It¡¯s my first time hearing it.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Beorick felt emotional, but he tried hard to smile quietly with a good face. ¡°Mister.¡± It was then. Eisel, who was looking at the mansion next to her, suddenly spoke to him. The guard looked down at the voice coming up from the bottom. ¡°Why are you calling me?¡± ¡°Are you an aristocrat?¡± ¡°Huh?¡± ¡°Most of the people who spoke informally to my dad were aristocrats. I thought you were also a noble.¡± The guard rolled his eyes at the question that was thrown with innocence. Nobles are nobles, even if their appearances are wretched. It was also Basquiela¡¯s collateral. Or, there could have been an acquaintance with another family. The guard hurriedly prepared the official document and handed it to Beorick. ¡°Hey, come in. Just go to the right.¡± Eisel waved her hand at the guard, who stood out of the way with a shaky face. Beorick glanced back at them and let out a long breath at the sight of the gossiping guards. Ignoring mere guards, she could see what the other nobles were like. ¡°I see you here.¡± Beorick, who checked the nameplate with the words ¡®Meeting Room¡¯ written on it, bent his knees and made eye level with Eisel. He looked at her for a long time as if his footsteps were heavy as he was leaving the child alone here. Eisel, who was staring at Beorick with a grin, wrapped her arms around Beorick¡¯s neck as if not to worry. ¡°I will go.¡± Embracing Eisel¡¯s tiny body tightly, Beorick nodded his head briefly and stood up. His lips slowly opened as he stroked Eisel¡¯s silver hair, which was soft like sunlight. ¡°Be careful¡­¡± ¡°Well?¡± However, before Beorik¡¯s words could be spoken, the tightly closed door opened and a young nobleman appeared. Not long ago, he was an arrogant nobleman who visited Eisel¡¯s house and sent an official letter. He looked at Eisel and Beorick alternately and brought their brows together. ¡°Under-¡° He wondered if his man¡¯s expression would be wrinkled, and then the corners of his mouth curled up and he burst out laughing. At the blatant ridicule, Beorick bit his lip. ¡°Wow, that¡¯s great. I didn¡¯t think you would come.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°Is it because your mind is thick or you have no sense? No, is it both?¡± The man who continued his speech with a low voice as if to listen, approached Beorick and stretched out his hand. ¡°I¡¯m Gerald Basquiela. My son is also taking this class, so he is in the same position. I look forward to your kind cooperation.¡± ¡®Gerald¡­ Second son of the Basquiella family¡­¡¯ He was not an ordinary nobleman, but a member of the Basquiella family. Beorick looked intently at Gerald¡¯s hand as he approached him and stretched out his arm with difficulty. When Beorick tried to shake Gerald¡¯s hand, Gerald¡¯s hand snapped out as if that was what he was aiming. Because of that, only Beorick¡¯s hand, which he reached out for a handshake, was suspended in the air in embarrassment. TO BE CONTINUED¡­.. Chapter 3 Chapter 3 ?¦á???¡ï???¦á???????¦á???¡ï???¦á? ¡¤ ¡¤ ?? ¡¤ ¡¤ (3RD PERSON POV) Eisel sighed deeply, taking turns to glancing at the two people continuously staring at each other intensely. ¡®Is he going to start again?¡¯ In fact, it wasn¡¯t Beorick¡¯s fault that the Aspenser family¡¯s business went bankrupt. The source of trouble was a bill that was created by Beoricks¡¯s father, the former Viscount of Aspenser, who excessively expanded his business. When Beorick took over, it was already difficult to handle. Although Beorick tried to protect the crumbling sand castle, he eventually had to kneel in front of the accumulating debt. However, the problem followed and Beorick was deceived by a friend and lost all the remaining money they had to revive the family while doing business. ¡°¡­.. Okay, I¡¯ll believe you. There¡¯s nothing to rip off anyway.¡± ¡°Haha, that¡¯s really lucky of us, isn¡¯t it¡­.¡± ¡°Father.¡± ¡®What are you saying?¡¯ Before Lily¡¯s eyes darkened again, Eisel immediately called Beorick¡¯s attention. Looking at Eisel with a smile, he quickly closed his mouth as if he realized what he just said. Lily sighed briefly as she looked at Beorick, who just regained himself. ¡°You¡¯re a good person, but trusting people too easily is a problem. It¡¯s not a bad thing to trust other people if you have some spare time and money to lose, but now we¡­.¡± ¡°I understand¡­.¡± ¡°If it¡¯s only us, it¡¯s okay to eat this thin porridge for the rest of our life, but we now have Eisel. She¡¯s mostly starving and it affects her growth¡­.¡± ¡°Huh?¡± Lilly, who continued to speak with a deep sigh, pointed to Eisel. She was worried about their daughter who was eating the tasteless, thin soup, but Eisel had already scraped the thin soup up to the bottom, even when she didn¡¯t even want to eat it like that. ¡°¡­¡­.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Beorick and Lily immediately shut their mouths as if at a loss for words when they saw Eisel staring at them with an empty plate. Should they be happy with it or not? It¡¯s nice that she was able to eat that tasteless soup with gusto, but it was another story if it¡¯s not good for her health. As the two of them closed their mouths with complicated emotions, Eisel tilted her head, as if wondering why. ¡®Is there a problem? Should I not be finishing the soup?¡¯ Actually, from Eisel¡¯s point of view, eating a thin soup wasn¡¯t really that bad. At least she didn¡¯t have to worry about what to eat. Moreover, considering the days of starvation due to lack of money, it was not an intolerable meal. ¡°Why?¡± Eisel, asked the two people who were staring at her and smiled. Beorick slowly shook his head saying that it was nothing, and Lily sighed as she stroke Eisel¡¯s head. Eisel, who was pleased with her mother¡¯s touch, smiled once again. Lily¡¯s scary expression slowly ceased. ¡°Anyway, it¡¯s time to eat well too. You know what I mean, right? ¡°Don¡¯t worry, madam. After the meeting with Sir Withenburg and talking with him. The bankruptcy filing with the Imperial family will also come out next month. Then there will be a certain subsidy, so you don¡¯t have to worry about it.¡± ¡°Did you know, there are many nobles who die of starvation while thinking complacently?¡± ¡°Of course, I understand what you mean.¡± Lily took her eyes off Eisel and looked down at Beorick. ¡°I trust you, honey.¡± Gulp- Beorick swallowed his saliva and nodded in faith, fearing now more than anything else. Eisel, who looked at him without saying a word, sighed inwardly. ¡®I need to hurry and do something.¡¯ Eisel Aspenser reincarnated in a world filled with familiar names. ¡®But seriously, where is this place anyway?¡¯ ¡®In fact, I still didn¡¯t know which novel world I was in.¡¯ -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?????? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (Eisel¡¯s 3rd POV) It was around the age of four when she realized that she was reincarnated inside a novel. Eisel was aware that it was a completely different world, then she started hearing familiar names and country names. That¡¯s when she realized that this place was inside the novel that she had once read from her past life. ¡®However, the problem was that I couldn¡¯t remember which novel it was.¡¯ ¡®Since I¡¯ve read a lot of novels before.¡¯ Eisel, who lived on her own without any family or friends, continued to attend school, while doing some part-time work, and the only hobbies that she pursued were playing games and reading novels. In particular, for her convenience, she reads novels whenever the opportunity comes. Mostly when riding the subway or bus. At that time, it was very enjoyable to read many novels, but now that she thinks about it, it was not a good thing. ¡®As I read too much, now I can¡¯t figure out what kind of novel, what place and worldview that I¡¯m in. They all seemed familiar, but I have no way of knowing whether a particular person was the main character or the villain.¡¯ Therefore, Eisel had no choice but to remember what kind of story that she¡¯s in each and every day. ¡°Is there really no way?¡± If only her family had the money and power, Eisel would have had the opportunity to attend different gatherings that were being attended by different nobles, while she tried to come up with a plan for her to survive in this world, but not now. Since her family was a fallen aristocrat with no money and no power. It would not be easy for her to come up with something in this kind of situation. ¡°Ugh- sunlight.¡± Eisel sighed, she woke up in a room without any curtains to block the sunlight seeping through the windows, let alone flower pots and picture frames. In the past, this room was filled with a colorful bed and clean furniture, but now all that she had was a desolate floor and a deep bed. Eisel, who was sitting on her desk with nothing to do, suddenly got up when she heard a loud noise from outside. ¡®Is my father leaving already?¡¯ Eisel, who went down to the first floor, found Beorick coming out at the same time, and quickly approached her. ¡°Did you have a good sleep? And you woke up so early.¡± ¡°Are you leaving already?¡± ¡°Yes, I¡¯ll need to go out for a while and come back in the afternoon. Then maybe then I can bring you some cookies today, so please look forward to it.¡± ¡°Wow, cookies?¡± Eisel smiled brightly and rejoiced at Beorick¡¯s words, but in fact, she was not particularly expecting anything, because there were far more days when he couldn¡¯t bring a cookie after saying it a few times before, that¡¯s why she wasn¡¯t expecting anything. In fact, contrary to Beorick¡¯s knowledge, Eisel didn¡¯t even like cookies. Beorick then patted Eisel¡¯s head and kissed Lily on the cheeks before he turned around. Beorkic¡¯s shoulders were raised as he went out the door. Eisel wished that he could bring home some good news. Mostly, whenever he comes home empty-handed, his drooping shoulder looks so heavy. Eisel is sincerely hopeful now. ¡®I really need to figure out what kind of plot that I¡¯m in.¡¯ ¡®If it was Korea, Bitcoin, xx Electronics stock, etc¡­.. I had a lot to say, but it¡¯s all useless knowledge here.¡® She needs to know what novel it is so she can move. ¡®I can¡¯t live in poverty this time.¡¯ ¡®Money is the key!¡¯ As she looked at Beorick¡¯s disappearing back from the front door, she vowed to remember the content of this novel and hit the jackpot. -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?????? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (Eisel¡¯s 3RD Person POV) In the afternoon while Beorick and Lily were away from the mansion. Eisel was busily jotting down the familiar names inside her room, as she tried to revive her memories. ¡°What was it?¡± ¡®I need to know what type of novel this is. Is it harem? Strong male lead? Ropan? Since I like romance novels, then it must be under that kind of genre. It¡¯s probably not a horror story since I¡¯m not reading it that much, right?¡¯ Eisel struggled in the midst of organizing her thoughts in her head. Boom boom! At that moment. A loud violent knock on the door was heard from afar. Eisel, who was sitting at an angle on her chair, stuck her head out the window to see who would be knocking on the door of a dilapidated mansion. It was hard for her to see their faces, but she can guess that there were two men standing at the front door. ¡®Are they thieves?¡¯ It¡¯s strange to rob a mansion in broad daylight, but¡­ In fact, even a thief had nothing to steal here. Then, are they debt collectors? Unfortunately, there seems to be no money to repay them.¡¯ Boom boom! While Eisel was trying to know those men on the front door, the door rang loudly again. When she decided to just pretend that no one was home, she suddenly met the eyes of one of the visitors. ¡®Oh shit!¡¯ Eisel sighed, she got up from her seat and went down the stairs. Bang! In the meantime, while admiring the brief patience of the guests who were knocking on the door once more, Eisel slowly turned the doorknob. ¡°Who are you?¡± When she raised her head the man that she thought was only two people suddenly increased to four¡­. Were they originally four people? Eisel stared up at the man who was standing in front and tilted her head. Who is this? Clothes made of high-quality fabrics and arrogant eyes that say, just by looking at them, ¡®I¡¯m a nobleman¡¯. In addition, there¡¯s three men at his back who whispered ¡°That is the child¡± from behind him. ¡°Are you by any chance, Eisel Aspenser?¡± ¡°Who are you?¡± ¡°Answer the question first. Are you, Eisel Aspenser?¡± Eisel, felt a little uncomfortable for their sudden question, who gave off an aristocratic vibe. She wanted to ignore them and just close the door, but then she thought that it might be a visitor from her parents. The man muttered briefly, ¡°Are you Eisel?¡±. After receiving my confirmation, he gave an instruction to his colleague in a low voice, then he handed over the papers from his arms towards Eisel. ¡°Even a fallen noble can read documents, right?.¡± Eisel, who took the documents that was given to her, tilted her head as she read the title of the documents [Basquiella Official Letter]. ¡®What is this?¡¯ The man sighed when Eisel looked at the documents and made a questionable expression. ¡°Ha- I can¡¯t believe that I have to talk to a fool who doesn¡¯t even know how to read and write. This is definitely their end.¡± ¡®¡­ A fool?¡¯ Eisel suddenly raised her head at the word ¡®fool¡¯ and looked up at the man. Whether it was ridicule or contempt, he was definitely throwing an unfavorable look at her. Eisel then readied herself to confront this man who just showed an unpleasant attitude towards her. ¡°Mister. Are you from the Basquiella family?¡± ¡°How did you know that?¡± ¡°Well it says ¡°Basquiella Official Letter¡±. That¡¯s why I thought that you¡¯re from Basquiella. Are you stupid?¡± ¡°What?¡± Eisel frowned deeply, wondering if her answer was just unexpected or the man didn¡¯t hear her clearly. TO BE CONTINUED¡­ Chapter 5 (Eisel¡¯s 3rd PERSON POV) ¡°There is not much time left before the class starts.¡± Gerald, who wiped his hands with a handkerchief, nodded his chin, as if to say that it was unpleasant to be in the same air as them. Beorick clenched his hand tightly, trying to hide his embarrassment with a forced smile on his crumpled face. ¡°Haha, I guess we should. Come on, Eisel. I¡¯ll pick you up once the class is over, listen to your teacher, alright?¡± Eisel, who was observing the two from the side, looked intently at Gerald instead of acknowledging Beorick¡¯s greeting. Gerald was looking down at Eisel with an arrogant stance. His eyes were full of contempt, as if looking at a bug that was far shorter than himself while thinking; ¡®What is she looking at?¡¯ Even in this situation, Beorick couldn¡¯t help but laugh. Gerald gave Beorick humiliation and shame, then turned away with an unimpressed look on his face. Easel, who was silently staring at Gerald¡¯s back, held Beorick¡¯s hand tightly. Please do not repost our translation. Read only at Pink Muffin Translations. ¡®Gerald Basquiela¡­.. The man said his son was also taking classes here.¡¯ Eisel smiled at Beorick, who couldn¡¯t stop worrying about her as he slowly turned around to leave. ¡°I¡¯ll go now.¡± Eisel thought that she now had another reason to take her class. -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (Eisel¡¯s 3rd PERSON POV) Contrary to Gerald¡¯s words, class was about to begin. The room on the other hand was so quiet, at the same time, someone caught Eisel¡¯s eyes. ¡®What is this? Did I go to the wrong room? Or a prank, just to tease me that the classes were about to start?¡¯ A blonde girl who was sitting in the front seat, turned around to notice Eisel who was looking at the room with a flustered face. As soon as the girl saw Eisel, her pretty big eyes widened from surprise and immediately jumped from her seat and screamed. ¡°La Rancia, Yeah!¡± ¡°Pardon me?¡± Eisel flinched in surprise at the girl¡¯s sudden scream that seemed to break a glass. ¡®What kind of Dialect is that?¡¯ When Eisel narrowed her brow slightly due to her dialect, the girl hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand as if she realized what she just said. ¡°Oh, no¡­. It was a mistake.¡± ¡®She said that it was a mistake?¡¯. But to Eisel¡¯s ears, it wasn¡¯t a mistake but actually a dialect. Eisel then burst into laughter at the thought that it was a very awkward way of speaking, like the tone that was used by the people from Gyeongsang whenever they mimicked Seoul¡¯s dialect. ¡°Ah¡­. Ah!¡± When Eisel laughed, the girl who had been reddened from embarrassment, eventually sat down and covered her face with her hands. ¡°Oh my god! I screwed up!¡± In the classroom where there were only two people in it, Rancia¡¯s cries were the only thing that could be heard, as it resonated within. (Eisel¡¯s 3rd PERSON POV) ¡°My father is Gert¡­ Sniff¡­ and my mother is from Labouheyre. I¡¯m currently living now in Erafox now.¡± Rancia wiped her tears with a handkerchief as she calmly introduced herself. It was better than before because she¡¯s no longer nervous but there¡¯s still some mixture of dialects on the way she spoke. Her dialect is similar to a girl in a high-end tea shop wearing a high-class dress in the capital city. Moreover, she¡¯s from Erafox, it was a fairly distant area from here. ¡°So the dialect¡­..¡± ¡°I¡¯m not using it because I want to! But whenever I got nervous, it would automatically pop out on her own¡­¡± Both Gert and Labouheyre were known for using a dialect with a slow accent. I grew up between them, so it¡¯s natural to mix dialects. Please do not repost our translation. Read only at Pink Muffin Translations. ¡°My mother said that she only used the standard language in the capital, and she sounded weird. That¡¯s why she encouraged me and I¡¯ve practiced for a year¡­¡­¡± ¡°Well habits can¡¯t be changed that easily, so don¡¯t cry. And what¡¯s wrong with using your own dialect?¡± ¡°I heard that people in the capital ignore those who speak with a dialect from a rural area.¡± ¡®Well it¡¯s not exactly wrong. It was natural for them to think that Erafox as a countryside, as it is not near and quite far away.¡¯ Eisel held out another handkerchief to Rancia, who looked like she was about to cry again. ¡°Not necessarily. There are more things that deserve to be disrespected other than using a dialect.¡± ¡°More than the dialect? What is it?¡± ¡°A lot.¡± ¡®Whether it¡¯s poverty or a mere aristocratic status.¡¯ Eisel smiled brightly instead of giving a concrete answer. Rancia stared blankly at her, as she clenched her handkerchief, and her eyes twinkled. ¡°You look like a doll!¡± ¡°A doll?¡± ¡°Yes! I have never seen such sparkling red eyes in my life. Wow, it¡¯s so beautiful!¡± ¡®¡­. Her dialect. Her dialect always pops out from time to time.¡¯ Eisel burst into another laughter. After observing Eisel for a moment, Rancia hurriedly said as if she just realized something. ¡°Ah! I¡¯m Rancia Ermund! The second daughter of Count Ermund. And you are¡­..¡± ¡°Eisel Letania Aspenser. And¡­..¡± ¡°What? So this is where you are?¡± As Eisel was introducing herself, the back door suddenly opened and a blunt voice came out. The boy who opened the door looked around the room, as he found Eisel and Rancia, and slowly approached them. Rancia got up from her seat, shaking her hands as if she was nervous again when the boy approached. ¡°I am La, Ranci¡­.!¡± ¡°Are you Eisel?¡± ¡°How did you know me?¡± Even before Rancia¡¯s tense self-introduction could come out, the boy spoke Eisel¡¯s name. Eisel tilted her head when the boy she saw for the first time said her name. The boy said, ¡°Oh, that¡¯s right.¡± He muttered a little and twisted the corners of his lips. It was a laugh that strangely reminded me of someone. ¡°I know you. A noble family who has nothing but pride, that¡¯s what I heard from my father as he said; There¡¯s this girl who doesn¡¯t care about her status, so don¡¯t ever involve yourself with her, she¡¯s no good.¡± Please do not repost our translation. Read only at Pink Muffin Translations. ¡°Ah¡­. Excuse me¡­.?¡± ¡°She doesn¡¯t even know who we are? Besides, why are you talking to her anyways? (He asked Rancia ) Did you think she was noble? Can¡¯t you see? This girl is not worth looking at and she¡¯s ugly as well. Her family is no longer a noble, she¡¯s the same as the commoners rolling down the street.¡± (T/N: This part might be confusing to guys, as I imagine it, like the boy was talking to Rancia as he pointed out to Eisel like referring to the information that she¡¯s no longer a noble.) Rancia, who was looking between Eisel and the boy alternately with eyes wide open, slowly turned her head. Eisel accepted Rancia¡¯s gaze with a casual smile, she got up from her seat. Her head tilted slightly as she glanced at the boy smaller than his age but remained taller than her. ¡°How old are you?¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°You look bigger than me.¡± ¡°Well it¡¯s natural. I¡¯m already ten years old.¡± ¡®So this is the son of that family, the one that he was talking about?¡¯ Eisel looked at the boy silently. Contrary to what he expected there was no reaction coming from her, the boy frowned at the way Eisel looked at him, she even rolled her eyes. ¡°What¡¯s with those eyes? If you have something to say¡­..¡± ¡°Why are you here?¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°Isn¡¯t this the place where you get your education for an eight years old student? What is a 10 years old boy doing here? Are you stupid that¡¯s you¡¯re here?¡± (T/N: Hahaha Eisel the bad-ass queen.) ¡°Ahh.. Stu¡­. Stupid?!¡± ¡°Besides that, even though we are only two years apart, there doesn¡¯t seem to be much difference in height. Are you really ten years old? Rancia, can you stand up.¡± Eisel raised Rancia on her feet. Rancia, who was taller than Eisel and the boy, bowed her head with a reddened face. ¡°You¡¯re smaller than Rancia? Are you really ten years old?¡± ¡°Hey, what are you talking about now? What are you saying!? You dare to insult me now?¡± ¡°Why are you so angry? I was just asking.¡± The boy then gritted his teeth at Eisel¡¯s attitude, who was simply tilting her head with an innocent face as if she knew nothing. As the saying goes (*)when you plant beans, you get beans, and when you plant red beans, you get beans. And that¡¯s what Eisel thought of the boy who looked a lot like Gerald. (T/N: (*)Means that children inherit many things from their parents and imitate them. From a biological point of view, it can be said that genetics is precisely defined.) ¡®How can he say something and ignore people as he pleases? Thanks to his behavior, I was able to throw at the boy the words and emotions that I couldn¡¯t tell Gerald earlier.¡¯ The boy groaned to himself and shouted at Eisel. ¡°Apologize!¡± ¡°Apologize?¡± ¡°Yes! You should apologize to me since you made fun of me. Apologize to me now!¡± ¡°Who are you?¡± ¡°You don¡¯t know me?¡± The boy¡¯s eyes widened at Eisel¡¯s question. Eisel nodded calmly to the boy who looked at her with eyes saying ¡®How is it possible for you not to know me?¡¯ Well how am I supposed know his identity if he ¡®s not gonna introduce himself? Eisel grinned and the boy shouted with an absurd face. ¡°Don¡¯t you know Raven Basquiela?!¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know you. How about you Rancia, do you know him?¡± Please do not repost our translation. Read only at Pink Muffin Translations. ¡°¡­¡­..¡± Rancia shook her head slowly as if indicating that she didn¡¯t know as well. Eisel then looked at Raven¡¯s face as saying, ¡°We¡¯ve never heard of such a name?¡± ¡°How¡­.. How could you not know me¡­ This doesn¡¯t make sense!¡± Raven was in shock for the first time in his life. He held disgruntled eyes. ¡®If he lives as a high-ranking aristocrat, does that mean that they all grow up like a person with a single screw missing?¡¯ Eisel thought. ¡°This is impossible.¡± ¡°But, surprisingly, it happened.¡± ¡°Noisy! That¡¯s enough! Apologize to me quickly! Apologize for calling me stupid and for making fun of me!¡± What will happen then if I don¡¯t apologize then? Eisel was well aware of the habits of the annoying children. In particular, children who grew up were bound to whine until they got what they wanted as well as the consequences when they didn¡¯t. Eisel, who had suffered from the twins from her past life, had experienced it firsthand. Eisel nodded while looking at Raven, who ran around and shouted for an apology. ¡°Okay, I apologize.¡± ¡°That is not sincere! Bow down and apologize properly!¡± ¡®This is really uncomfortable.¡¯ Eisel then let out a small sigh as she looked at Raven who kept shouting in front of her. The little girl took her stance. ¡®Oh, you¡¯re finally doing it. That¡¯s right!¡¯ Raven, who looked at her with that face, overlooked just one thing. ¡°Sincerely¡­¡­¡± Eisel politely put her hands together, closed her eyes, and quickly bent her waist forward. ¡°Sorry!¡± ¡°Ugh¨C!!¡± The fact that the distance between the two of them was too close. ¡°My nose!! Aww!! Argh! It hurts!!¡± Blood dripped from Raven¡¯s nose like a waterfall, which was hit by Eisel¡¯s forehead. ¡°Oh my, a- , nosebleed!¡± Rancia¡¯s astonished dialect filled the room. Chapter 6 (3rd Person POV) Raven, who had a nosebleed, eventually gave up taking his remaining classes and ran away. Eisel has no way of knowing what happened when he went out, but since he didn¡¯t come back until class started, she assumed he was probably crying somewhere. ¡®Did I hit him too hard?¡¯ While Eisel organized her thoughts as she unconsciously rubbed her forehead, some of the children gathered together, whispering as they glanced at Eisel. ¡®Are they talking about me?¡¯ Eisel, on the other hand, felt embarrassed as the children continued looking at her, and was thinking about leaving the room, the front door opened and a young man wearing a monocle appeared. As soon as he entered, he looked at the number of children inside the room and frowned. The man opened the document in his hand, muttering softly ¡°One person is missing.¡± and soon stood in the center of the room as he clicked his tongue. ¡°My name is Ezachiel, I¡¯m a Basquiela scholar.¡± At the introduction of the young scholar, everyone blinked their eyes as if saying that they didn¡¯t know what¡¯s happening. Eisel also had an indifferent expression on her face upon hearing the man¡¯s name. Ezachiel took off his monocle and put them aside into his pocket, as he gazed around the room and stopped at Eisel. At a glance, it was evident that she was different from the other children. ¡®Is she a servant?¡¯ Sometimes there were some aristocrats who brought their servants into their class as a habit. Ezachiel then immediately approached Eisel, thinking that bringing their maids at the start of the class would be a hindrance to their studies. Rancia immediately bowed her head with a reddened face. While Eisel was looking at him with a sullen face. ¡°I already told everyone in advance, but this always happens every year. You cannot bring your maid into the class.¡± ¡°Ha?¡­¡­. What?¡± ¡°I know that it may be awkward and difficult to fit into a place like this, but it would be a hindrance not only for you but as well for the other students if you would be bringing your personal maid, so please, can someone send her back immediately?¡± Rancia looked up at Ezachiel with a puzzled face at the sudden statement and lowered her eyes as she pondered, ¡®servant? Is he talking about Eisel?¡¯ ¡°If you don¡¯t want to send your maid back, then you don¡¯t deserve to be in this class.¡± ¡°Ahm, about that¡­¡­¡± Frustrated by the fact that she was not qualified to attend their class, Rancia hurriedly opened her mouth with a baffled face in her defense, but she failed to utter the appropriate words. Rancia, who was hesitating, made eye contact with Eisel as if asking for help. ¡°Come on, let me¡­..¡± ¡°I¡¯m not a servant.¡± ¡°What do you mean by that?¡± Eisel then took out the official document that she had prepared just in case, and pointed to herself with her finger. ¡°It¡¯s an official letter sent to me.¡± ¡°¡­.. You mean your¡¯re Eisel?¡± Eisel nodded slowly, while Ezachiel on the other hand looked embarrassed about the confusion. The official document was genuine with a written name of Eisel on it. And then he alternately looked between the letter and Eisel. ¡®Does that mean that she belongs to the Basquiela family?¡¯ He didn¡¯t put it into words, but that¡¯s what his eyes are saying. Ezachiel continues to stare at the official letter for a moment before handing it back to her, as he composed himself and sighed inwardly. ¡°I was mistaken. Please forgive me for my rudeness.¡± She thought that he would come out shamelessly, but surprisingly he admitted to his mistake and apologized sincerely, Eisel then smiled at him brightly. After that, Ezachiel returned to the center of the room with a puzzled face, as he checked the list again, and sigh deeply. ¡°¡­¡­ Anyway, in this class, all of you would learn the basic skills that you should have as a noble. And this is the textbook that we would be using.¡± [Memoirs of Lagostec] ¡°If you read this book until the next class, you will be able to take the exam right away.¡± Most of them looked unhappy when they heard the word exam. Every young child didn¡¯t like to take tests. Furthermore, such a heavy book at an age where they should be reading fairy tales at best. But, Eisel was thinking differently. As she looked at the book with a different reaction on her face. ¡®Will they consider giving the books for free?¡¯ ¡®Considering the thickness, it must be an expensive book.¡¯ ¡°The textbook can be bought anywhere, so you can buy it and bring it with you.¡± However, contrary to Eisel¡¯s thoughts, Ezachiel made a shocking statement. ¡®Buy a book and bring it with you? Does that mean¡­¡­ ¡® Eisel then started panicking inside, Ezachiel, who had finished delivering the class-related contents, started organizing his things. Then, he gently folded his eyes and looked at Eisel, then looked at the other children again. ¡°That¡¯s all for today. See you next week. and¡­..¡± ¡°Eisel!¡± Ezachiel called her among the children who were preparing to leave, and then clapped his palms. Eisel, who was still shocked at the thought of buying the book, approached Ezachiel who held out the book with an indifferent face. ¡®What¡¯s this?¡¯ Eisel then raised her head, as he shook the book with a dull face. ¡°Take it and follow me.¡± Ezachiel roughly handed over the heavy book to Eisel, he then turned around and walked out first. ¡®Ha? What?¡¯ Eisel wrinkled her face, wondering if Ezachiel was like this to her, just because she was from a fallen aristocrat. ¡®Is he going to ask me to become his errand girl or what?¡¯ Eisel bit her lips and stared at Ezachiel¡¯s back as he left the room. ¡°Should I hold it for you?¡± Rancia, who came forward following Eisel, asked, but Eisel shook her head and followed Ezachiel with a stiff face. ¡°Come on, let¡¯s go now.¡± Ezachiel, who left the room first and headed towards his lab, stopped at a point where the other kids could not be seen and turned around. Eisel was chasing after him, almost wobbling, while holding the book. Ezachiel raised his head and glanced at the other side of the hallway. Meanwhile, Eisel, who was following behind, looked at Ezachiel as if she was pissed. ¡®Is she angry?¡¯ Ezachiel looked at Eisel with a dull face, as he stretched out his fingers. ¡°Take it.¡± ¡®Take What?¡¯ Eisel¡¯s expression, which had been frozen at the sudden words, was now full of wonder. ¡°Why?¡± ¡°I have one more so that¡¯s fine.¡± ¡°What does having one more have to do with me taking this?¡± That¡¯s a logical question. In response to the needlessly cautious question, Ezachiel took out his monocle from his breast pocket, put them on, and raised the corners of his mouth with a very brazen face. ¡°It was old, and I was about to throw it away anyway. So you go and take it.¡± Contrary to what Ezachiel said that it was old, the book is very neat. It was a book That was read for quite some time, and in a very good condition, as it reveals the owner¡¯s good personality. ¡°I don¡¯t need it, so either you throw it or set it on fire, it¡¯s up to you, Eisel.¡± When Eisel didn¡¯t say anything, Ezachiel added more to his words. Eisel looked alternately between Ezachiel and the book, then tilted her head with an innocent face. ¡°Did you purposely bring me here to give me this?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not exactly like that.¡± ¡®What did he mean that it¡¯s not exactly like that, when there was no reason for him to call me here. Did he by any chance notice my worried heart when he mentioned buying the book?¡¯ Eisel stared at Ezachiel, who had given him the book as a gift, and then smiled brightly. ¡°Thank you! Thank you so much! I will use it well!¡± Ezachiel, then lowered his head and waved his hands as if he was lazy to respond to Eisel¡¯s gratitude and left right away. Eisel, then stared at Ezachiel¡¯s back, turned around with a bright smile. Rancia who was following her, alternately looked at the book in Eisel¡¯s hand and Ezachiel and mumbled ¡®Huh!¡¯ while blinking her eyes. ¡°What happened, Eisel? Did he do something bad ¡­.¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s not like that.¡± ¡®Rather, he did a good job.¡¯ Eisel smiled while looking down at the large book in her hands with contented eyes, and opened the first page. As if reflecting the owner¡¯s personality, the neat first page had only the name of the previous owner written on it. Rather, he did a good job. Eisel smiled and looked down at the large book with contented eyes, then opened the first page. As if reflecting the owner¡¯s personality, the neat first page had only the name of the previous owner written on it. [Ezachiel Burwigos Velen] So his last name is Velen. Eisel smiled as she read Ezachiel¡¯s full name. ¡°Burwigos Velen?¡± Eisel, who was muttering his last name, felt strangely familiar with it. Velen? ¡°Velen¡­ Velen¡­¡­¡± Eisel frowned and muttered his name for a long time, and then opened her eyes wide. ¡°Drink alcohol before fighting the storm that was caused by Archmage Velen with one-eyed glass¡­.¡± Eisel was shocked by the familiar name and quietly looked in the direction where Ezachiel had disappeared to. -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (3rd Person POV) Archmage Velen. The name itself was common enough to be heard anywhere from everyone, and the title of the Archmage itself was also common. Therefore, it¡¯s a name that could not be forgotten, but Eisel remembered his name for a different reason. Archmage Velen with one-eyed glass. He was a sorcerer who performed magic on the sea and was always accompanied by storms and heavy rains. For the drunkards of the sea, he was a disaster. As a result, they drank before heading out to sea and sang to mean swallowing up the storms that was caused by Velen. The lyrics that came out then were that sentence. ¡®Is that man, Archmage Velen?¡¯ If I could forcefully recall all of my past memories, I think they would roughly look the same. Even in the original novel, he was also wearing a monocle. He was in his mid to late 40¡¯s as I remember of him, but he¡¯s very young now. And he could be in his 40¡¯s when he becomes an Archmage. ¡®Does that mean that we are now 10 years before the end of the world? I couldn¡¯t recall the exact story plot, but considering the time frame, it seemed right.¡¯ ¡®It is important to take note as well, that Velen may have been a character from another novel. So, for me to make sure of my theory, I need to meet another character from that novel to confirm it¡­¡­¡¯ ¡°Eisel?¡± Eisel who had been quietly organizing her thoughts, a soft voice quietly penetrated her ears. As her thoughts dissipated, she heard some rattling movements from beside her. Eisel blinked and lifted her head and met Rancia¡¯s blue eyes, who were sitting on the other side, looking at her with a worried face. ¡°Uh, are you hurt by any chance? If you feel sick, we can go to the clinic over there and ask for some medicine for you.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± ¡®Can¡¯t she speak with only one dialect or even just the standard language?¡¯ The dialect that keeps popping out in the middle of Rancia¡¯s speech, sounded so cute that it kept attacking Eisel¡¯s heart. Eisel lowered the corners of her mouth, which were about to twitch, and shook her head. Chapter 7 (3rd Person POV) ¡°No, I¡¯m fine. Since you offered me to ride with you, I don¡¯t have to worry about carrying this heavy book at all. Thank you.¡± ¡°Really? That¡¯s a relief then! I thought I was doing something wrong again.¡± With sparkling eyes, Rancia sighed with relief. Eisel, who noticed her reaction, lowered down the book unto the side. ¡°By the way, is it okay with you Rancia?¡± ¡°Huh? What do you mean?¡± ¡°About what you heard earlier?¡± ¡°Earlier? Ah¡­..¡± Rancia, tilted her head, then she realized what Eisel was talking about and let out a short sigh. Eisel thought that Rancia would have no choice but to keep her distance, but Rancia¡¯s attitude toward Eisel was still the same. And to put it simply it¡¯s not good being her friend because of her status. ¡°It¡¯s okay. I don¡¯t care about that.¡± ¡°However, I came from a fallen noble family¡­¡± ¡°Still, you are a noble. Besides¡­¡­.¡± Rancia hesitated, then twisted her body shyly. ¡°Eisel looks more noble than me. I can¡¯t even use a proper dialect¡­.¡± Hehe- While Rancia was smiling with an innocent face, the carriage that had arrived at the destination stopped. Eisel got up from her seat and got off the carriage, she looked back and waved to Rancia, who lowered the carriage window slowly. ¡°Thank you for taking me home today, Rancia. Also, don¡¯t worry too much about the dialect. It¡¯s not strange.¡± Please do not repost our translation. Read only at Pink Muffin Translations. ¡°But, it¡¯s just¡­.¡± ¡°Just be confident. How about you try using a dialect?¡± Rancia, who was always shaky because she was ashamed of using their native dialect, blinked as if she was moved by the fact that she had a friend who supported her. ¡°If you are really worried, you can slowly change it in the future!¡± When Eisel smiled brightly, Rancia nodded her head with excitement. ¡°Oh beat me (that¡¯s right)!¡± ¡°¡­.¡± ¡°Oh!¡± Rancia hastily covered her mouth with her palm. It seemed like it would take some time to grow up as a noble girl who doesn¡¯t speak a dialect. -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (3rd Person POV) A large dining table that can accommodate up to 20 people. As if it was a party, there was a lot of colorful food that can only be seen at banquets. It was the Basquiela family who was sitting at the table and enjoying the feast. There were about 7 people sitting at the large table while eating, except for the rattling cutlery, the dining room was very quiet. There was no sound coming from opening mouth or food being eaten. As if there was a big problem if they made noise, everyone continued to eat quietly in a restrained atmosphere. ¡°Come to think of it.¡± It was a middle-aged man who looked old for his age seated at the higher-ranking side who broke the seemingly unbreakable silence. ¡°I heard some interesting news today.¡± The head of the Basquiela Ducal clan. Bahidman Padilton. ¡°What news?¡± Gerald quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and asked carefully, as he wiped his lips. Bahidman, who lowered the tableware and lifted his wine glass, raised the corners of his lips slowly. Bahidman¡¯s gaze moved away from Gerald and reached Raven, who was sitting right next to him. Gerald sharpened his eyes along with his gaze and bit his lip, swallowing the exclamation that was about to burst. ¡°They said that my grandson ran out of school without attending any of his classes and to add it up, he had a nosebleed.¡± ¡°Father. About that¡­¡­¡± ¡°I waited patiently for two years to respect my grandchild¡¯s education policy. But in the end, I gave the instructions myself to never disappoint me. But, I just can¡¯t believe that he ran out of school on the first day of class without passing it..¡± Please do not repost our translation. Read only at Pink Muffin Translations. Bahidman took a sip of the blood-red wine and then grinned. ¡°What happened?¡± ¡°It was Raven¡¯s first time seeing blood, because when he was still young¡­.¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t ask you, Gerald.¡± ¡°But, father.¡± ¡°He also had a mouth of his own. It means ¡®that¡¯ can speak as well, right?¡± Bahidman, who was not afraid to call his grandson ¡°that,¡± lowered his glass and leaned his upper body forward. Although they were far apart, Raven flinched and retreated as if Bahidman was right in front of him. ¡°What¡¯s the reason why you didn¡¯t follow the only instruction that I gave you? Was it because of your nosebleed? Or do you have another reason?¡± ¡°It¡¯s because ¡­. That, that¡­¡­¡± ¡°I also heard that a girl beat you up, that¡¯s the reason why you have a nosebleed. Is that all true?¡± ¡°Father¡­..¡± ¡°Gerald Winster.¡± It was Gerald who opened his mouth instead of Raven, but Bahidman cut his words with a very irritated look on his face. Looking at his son with cold eyes without any warmth on it, pulled his upper body forward and leaned against the chair. Bahidman glanced at Gerald and Raven, then clicked his tongue. It was the behavior that only Bahidman showed whenever he didn¡¯t like the situation. Gerald glared at Raven, who was bowing his head, and raised his gaze slowly. His older brother, Enoch, who was sitting on the other side, continued to eat as if he didn¡¯t care at all, raised his eyes at Gerald¡¯s gaze and met him. Those blant eyes immediately bent as he faced Gerald. The corners of his lips that held a fork with a piece of meat in his mouth were pushed up slightly. Gerald was furious at the fact that Enoch was smiling at him, but there was nothing he could do right now. Since he couldn¡¯t retort facts. ¡°It was fascinating. I can¡¯t believe that someone had dared to touch one of Basquiela¡¯s direct lineage. Even so, I couldn¡¯t believe that he didn¡¯t participate in the class just because of that simple matter.¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± ¡°Bring that child over.¡± ¡°What?¡± Gerald shook his head. Only Bahidman who got up after finishing his words was leaving the dining table. Eventually, when the door closed, Enoch, who was sitting on the other side this time, got up from his seat as well. ¡°Good luck.¡± Please do not repost our translation. Read only at Pink Muffin Translations. Without saying much, Enoch turned around with a light greeting and left the dining room. A quiet table with only three people left. Gerald looked down at Raven who was standing still. ¡°Such a pathetic thing.¡± Gerald, who threw some harsh words at Raven, inadvertently left the room as well, leaving his son. All that was left in the dark was Raven and the mother who felt sorry for her son. -?¨A ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ?? ©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥©¥ ¨@?- (3rd Person POV) The unmanaged garden was desolate. The vines grew long and wrapped the wall, and the animal poop was scattered all over the place without being removed. Perhaps because of that, the weeds grew and reached Eisel¡¯s knee It was far from the usual beautiful and well-organized landscape, but Eisel liked the garden. She especially liked the fountain when the water was cut off. It wasn¡¯t dirty, and most of all, she could look at the garden while sitting. ¡°It¡¯s really weird.¡± Eisel sat on the fountain, waving her legs and tilting her head. ¡°No matter how much I think about the novel in which Archmage Velen appeared, it is definitely far from romance.¡± Eisel, who had a rough idea of ??what kind of novel that she had read, tried to recall each detail. When she forced herself to regain her past memories that were stuck somewhere in her mind. She felt as if something was slightly different from what she knew. Eisel liked to read romantic types of novels. However, the novel featuring Archmage Velen was far from being romantic. ¡°Is that what it really is?¡± What she pictured in her mind was a world full of despair, the apocalypse and bloody war. In a way, Eisel had to think about whether there was something she had misunderstood or missed in the content that could only be seen in a fantasy movie. ¡°I read it a long time ago, so my memory may have been distorted.¡± Human memory is not that perfect, right? Eisel thought that she might have it wrong. However, whenever she tried to collect her memories she had to always agree that she was not wrong about her assumption, because the names match what she remembered in that novel. ¡°Does that mean that the world would be destroyed ¡­¡­. And..¡± I can¡¯t remember the full details, but at least I knew the big picture of the original plot. The end of the world. Evil beings erupted from far away to destroy the world, and the people who tried to protect the world from them became the protagonists and defeated evil¡­. It was a typical fantasy novel. Please do not repost our translation. Read only at Pink Muffin Translations. When she had read the content, she was like, ¡°Oh, it could happen. Because it¡¯s a novel!¡± Eisel might have laughed, but now it¡¯s different, this was now reality. Evil and monsters would rush in and the world is on the brink of destruction. In other words, she could die again in this world. When she realized that, she couldn¡¯t help but be angry beyond absurdity. She was born again as a daughter of a noble family and thought that she would enjoy a golden spoon life, but suddenly it collapsed and became a dirt spoon. But now, the world will be destroyed again and everyone will die early? This was not supposed to happen. Eisel folded her arms, she looked down at the desolate weedy field and narrowed her brow. ¡°Are we really going to perish? Or am I confusing it with something else?¡± It was a peaceful world, even though it was poor and it was difficult to make a living. War was someone else¡¯s story from afar, and it was hard to imagine monsters running rampant in the capital. I just couldn¡¯t believe that this world would come to an end. Eisel smiled and shook her head, but that didn¡¯t mean that she knows the answer. Eisel, who jumped straight down from the fountain, went into the room, changed clothes, and went out into the street. As it was the capital, there were tall buildings and numerous people everywhere. Eisel swung between them and entered an alley lined with book stalls. Eisel approached the stall with magazines and liberal arts books and stood in front of an old man with a long beard. At the same time, the old man who was folding the newspaper and tidying up found Eisel and narrowed his brow. ¡°What do you need from me?¡± It was a blunt and hoarse voice. The old man, who looked down at Eisel as if he had seen an annoying bug, leaned his upper body forward. ¡°You¡¯re not here to borrow another book, right? Just how many times do I have to tell you this is a place that sells books, not a place to rent them out?!¡± Despite the sharp and ferocious voice, Eisel smiled and looked at him without saying a word. TO BE CONTINUED¡­.