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To begin with, maids and servants are closer to the secretaries of the bourgeoisie than servants, and the chief chamberlain of the main palace is given the title of 'Count of the Palace', which is equivalent to a marquisate, and Binea, the attendant of Jaylilith, also comes from a famous noble family of the palace.
Therefore, it was not at all strange that the Ludi serving the 'Archduke' Valencian were given titles.
Rudy also had stories that sounded like legends.
In the long history of the empire, there were several dukes, empresses, and ministers who came from maids of honor.
However, Rudy looked at Valencianus in a dazed mood, not knowing that he would be the protagonist of that legend.
Her green eyes and soft cheeks trembled.
“If it’s a title… … it would be Baron, right?”
Valencian narrowed his eyes as if hearing nonsense.
“Baron? Are you saying that His Highness the Grand Duke now demands your service?”
The brows furrowed and the white eyebrows gathered in the middle.
Rudy calmly took a step up and took out the title.
“Well, then you’re a Viscount. Yes. Originally, a Viscount is like a count’s adjutant, so it seems like a perfect title to serve Lord Valen.”
“If I were a count, I would do that. No.”
Rudy felt his mind go blank.
“Then… … are you a count?”
Count was a title of a different rank from the nobles below him.
A count, treated as a full-fledged lord, could establish his own 'court' and create nobility by granting titles.
Of course, Rudi was Valencianus's maid, and Valencianus himself was a member of the imperial family without any land to stake an awl on, so the titles of count and marquis were only nominal titles that could only receive a pension, but a count was still a count.
Valencian nodded slowly.
The subtle trembling hidden beneath his arrogant gaze wavered and then subsided.
Only then did Rudy realize that he too was secretly nervous.
Valencian coughed and spoke cautiously.
“Do you… … want to receive the title of Marquis?”
I think Rudy must have thought it was disappointing that he lost his mind after hearing about the title of Count.
“Well, if you reach Sword Expert, you can be given the title of Duke… … .”
Wajangchang, Rudy felt his white-hot head completely shatter.
It was a title that some people received only after invading the imperial family, but I wondered if it was possible for it to be put on the tongue so easily.
“No. No. A count… … . I, I am embarrassed to be a baron. And besides… … Sir Te, Tentia is a knight… … .”
Rudy spoke incoherently and watched Tentia's expression.
If she were to receive the title of Baroness, she would be higher in the nobility hierarchy than Tentia.
But Tentia shrugged her shoulders as if nothing was wrong and laughed cheerfully.
“Rudy. Nobles are born, but knights are made. This is a position I earned.”
Strictly speaking, knighthood, unlike nobility, was not hereditary.
Even if he was the Duke's son, he could not be appointed unless he was a sword expert.
So the court nobles without military power treated the knights with mutual respect, regardless of their titles.
The old nobleman, the Minister of the Palace, was also a duke, but he offered coffee to Tentia first and treated her with respect, and Tentia also took it for granted.
“Or did you secretly want to be respectful to me? Count Rudi?”
Tentia lowered her head slightly, casting a shadow beneath her red hair.
“Oh, no.”
Rudy's white face turned as red as Tentia's hair.
Tentia answered with a bright smile.
“Then there is no problem. It is a favor bestowed by the lord. Refusing it is also disloyalty. Accept it sweetly and enjoy it to the fullest.”
Rudy bit his lips a few times to come to his senses.
Count, Count.
Soon she spoke again in a calmer voice.
“If you give me this position, people will curse Valen. Thousands of eastern soldiers are fighting in the capital, and there is chaos, so you are just hanging out with your maid.”
Valencian smiled arrogantly and whispered.
“I wish Rudy would take the blame with me.”
To this Rudy replied with a kind smile.
“Yes, Lord Valen. I will be with you forever.”
With a determined will in his crescent-moon-like green eyes.
The viscount Cereregi frowned at the sight of his half-brother and his maid.
“Are you guys crazy?”
These were words that I could not understand at all.
As the great nobles of the empire began to gather in the capital one by one, the summer night deepened.
* * *
In the spacious, semi-open conference room on the first floor, as usual, a battle with work was being waged from the morning.
Administrators and police chiefs constantly walked in and out between the pillars, reporting on the situation.
Valencian returned from a deep sleep and, with his evil charisma, dealt with the piled up work.
He was a swordsman with 40 years of experience, and also an administrative official with 40 years of experience.
“Your Majesty Valencian. The plebeian senators of the capital have demanded from the imperial court the cost of repairing the streets damaged by the fighting between the eastern barons!”
“Move the court nobles and tie them up in the parliament. If more cash flows out of here, there will be problems with the administration.”
“The 500 gold coins I held on to… … ?”
“That’s the money to entertain Severic when he comes. Wait. Why is that left in cash? I think he asked me to buy some Ivory Tower magic tools to give him as a gift.”
“I will take action immediately!”
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He made the necessary judgments at the necessary moments in this war-like situation, and Hadritan quickly absorbed that ability after seeing it up close.
What Hadritan needed was an experience that would fully blossom his genius, and Valencian gave him that experience in a concise manner.
“Archduke Severic is due to arrive tomorrow. Clear the canal completely tomorrow. His Highness the Archduke is coming in and we cannot afford to keep him waiting.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. Then what about the protests from the higher-ups…?”
“Ignore it. Severic’s convenience comes first. However, for meat-processing products, disembark at the dock outside the walls and enter by land.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Valencian was a hated emperor who had the courage to do much good by selling his name.
“Your Majesty. As you said, I have spread a rumor that Your Majesty condoned the fighting among the eastern nobles. But… … Are you okay?”
“I cannot allow rumors to spread that Your Majesty has condoned it. The parliament will be checked by the court nobles, and the church has already criticized me so much that there is no point in criticizing me further. Then nothing will happen.”
“No, that’s not it… …Your Majesty.”
Valencian waved away the unusually hesitant administrator.
“Now, now! Does anyone know where Yeolsaamhu and Admiral Jeokgi are?”
“There are 30 minutes left until the Foreign Ministry messenger report! Please wait just now-.”
“I’ll give you 10 minutes.”
“Eww!”
The bureaucrats scream, and the Emperor meets with the Marquis of Planitis, who had tried to fool around with his illegitimate son in the past.
After receiving reports that the young new Marquis of Gremorius and Freuheit were due to arrive within two days, the priests and ivory tower wizards who were trying to avoid the imperial court were caught up in the tea party.
“You came all the way here? Guards!”
Provide bailout funds to the citizens who suffered losses from the market blockade and street vandalism, call in Jin, the president of the Academy student council, to crack down on college thugs, hire more people to work in the slum workshops through Cornell to make the streets look cleaner, and burn all the suspicious cigarette sellers caught by the Red Mask through the church… … .
The great cogwheel of the Imperial House turned and turned again.
Valencian stood in the center, smiling arrogantly and handling numerous tasks like the conductor of an orchestra.
A ruffian archduke wearing a splendid white uniform, with a sword on one side of his waist and a seal on the other.
From his mouth and hands flowed a music that was worn, arrogant, and dangerously brilliant.
It was exactly that kind of performance.
* * *
“Little brother. This time, the Imperial Magical Tool Workshop has created a magical tool through joint research with the Ivory Tower.”
A magician approached the musician.
Officials in black suits dispersed and made way.
Sereraji was happy to talk about magic after such a long time, and a satisfied smile appeared on her fresh face.
The woman with long hair, wearing a blue robe, a blue cone-shaped hat, and holding a jeweled cane looked a little out of place in this palace filled with crow-like officials, but no one looked at her that way.
Just yesterday, in front of the magician who had summoned dozens of lightning bolts from the rooftop of this palace, all the officials paid their respects and reported to her in person.
Valencian looked at Sereraji and smiled and asked.
“Oh. What kind of magic tool is it?”
Sereraji answered in a proud, high voice.
“A slightly sharper spear. Up until now, the only way to catch a completely sapped eroder was to expose them directly to divine power. But our great wizards can’t rely on those vile priests forever. We have also continued our own research.”
"specific heat?"
“Yeah, vile. Are you dissatisfied?”
“… … No. So?”
“It creates a kind of resonance that stimulates the eroded area, and detects the eroder’s reflexive reaction to determine the eroder’s location. To explain the detailed principle… … .”
Valencian knew that the detailed principles would have filled roughly three volumes of the grimoire.
Of course, it would be a lot of fun to talk to the elegant and elegant Serenade of the Gold and Silver Liaodong wearing pearl earrings, but he didn't have time right now.
“Show me something that works.”
“What, what?”
“Show me how it works.”
As Valencian approached and spoke, the brim of Sererazie's cone-shaped hat was lightly pressed.
Sereraji clicked his tongue once and took out a magical tool that looked like a pocket watch from a wooden box.
“You really have no patience, little brother. Yes. You have no interest in these mysterious principles and are only fascinated by mere phenomena. People like that should not be allowed to use magic tools… … .”
Even as she glared at him, she lightly breathed mana into the magic tool.
The needles spun around and around and the magic tools glowed softly.
Tentia, Valencianus, and Celerazi, who were sensitive to mana, could feel the fine powder-like mana spreading in all directions.
“If there is an eroder within 100m, the needle stops there and the number part lights up. It can search up to 10 targets at once. It won’t stop now because it’s safe… … Huh?”
The needle stopped with a clear, ding sound.
Tentia tried to suppress her laughter for a moment, and Sereraji's two colored eyes distorted.
She dropped her cane, knelt on the floor, and lamented, running her hands through her long blue hair.
“I, I can’t believe I’m being humiliated like this! This is ridiculous. It clearly worked normally in the underground lab… … Who on earth engraved the circuit like this? Those inferior things… … .”
Valencian narrowed his golden eyes and looked at where the needle was pointing.
“Lord Tentia.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“That. Isn’t that a child?”
A white-haired boy who looked to be about fifteen years old was standing with his back against a pillar outside the palace.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Where is the child in the palace now?”
The next moment, green flames burst out from the boy's hands.
The flames came together into a fireball, which fell right in the middle of the administrative officials.
Valencian instinctively hugged Celerazie and threw himself on the ground, while Tentia ran forward with her visor down, covering herself with the flames.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant, the entire conference room was engulfed in flames.
* * *
Fortunately, there were no deaths among the administrative officials.
The explosion was powerful, but not enough to penetrate Sir Tentia's armor.
The guards rushed out without me having to step forward.
And then 30 minutes later, a ridiculous report came in.
“I couldn’t catch it. Sorry.”
The guards and the platinum knights bowed their heads.
I asked, feeling bewildered.
“You couldn’t catch them? How many knights and battle mages are here? You couldn’t catch them?”
Although I wasn't a tracking expert to begin with, I still couldn't quite believe that the knights couldn't catch one of the errant creatures with a small body.
“It seems that he had the magic tools of ‘silver magic’ and ‘transparency’. He also used flash magic. However, he did not use mental waves.”
“It’s long.”
“It seems like he came here on purpose.”