My Wife Waited in the Wheat Fields Chapter 9

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If you ask the people of Wibin, ‘What is the most splendid thing in this land?’, you will get a hundred different answers.

It was ‘Yubin family’s mansion.’

The mansion, which has hundreds of years of history, was as dignified as the years it had been buried in, and its decorations were as dazzling as their value.

This mansion stands in symmetry with Portman, who values ​​moderation and order.

 

Ttogakttogak-

 

The owner of the mansion was busy today.

Joseph Wivin, the current head of the Baron Wivin family and the father of Tyria.

 

“That guy is coming back.”

 

Joseph said, tightening his tie. The tie was made by a craftsman, stitch by stitch, out of expensive fabric that was expensive even in the capital.

 

“For you to come at a moment like this, aren’t you the type of person I don’t like to the end?”

“Anyway, it’s not helpful in life. If it’s going to disappear, will it disappear forever? It’s obvious that you’re here to covet the legacy, right? “What kind of money is that!”

 

It was his wife, Agnac Wivin, who answered.

She was wearing expensive decorations over a gorgeous indigo dress. One pin in her upturned hair was worth enough to feed Weibin’s peasant family for a month.

She said worriedly.

 

“What should I do? If he claims the right to inherit the inheritance… .”

“joy! How can you claim inheritance rights? The money is ours! “The money I rightfully deserve from those bastards who wasted 10 years of my daughter’s life!”

“Yes, of course!”

 

The two people tried to raise their voices as if they were trying to hide their anxiety.

Because Hoeven Portman’s legacy had to be in their hands.

Aside from everything else, Yubin House was at a point where it could no longer operate properly without that money.

 

They were people who highly valued the dignity of nobles.

These were people who believed that dignity comes from looking different from the commoners, and that it comes from easily obtaining what they did not have.

Therefore, their consumption was beyond the normal range.

 

That was the reason Wibin was poor.

This is because although there are wheat fields producing high-quality wheat throughout the country, consumption is greater than the income earned from it.

It was an inevitable decision for them to send their daughter to Portman when the situation was going down.

 

Doesn’t the daughter have a responsibility and duty to take care of the family?

I didn’t just leave it alone.

Joseph actually worked both materially and spiritually to make Portman an aristocratic family like Weibin.

At least in his opinion, it was thanks to Weibin that Portman became a Baron, and that was the end of his loyalty.

 

‘Ah, I made my daughter live without a husband for 10 years, so I deserve this!’

 

The support that came from Portman on a yearly basis after the first contract was not enough.

At first, that was enough, but consumption continued to increase.

Don’t you need a lot of money to hold a hunting competition with nobles from nearby estates, support your wife’s tea party, or to maintain the mansion and maintain your own dignity? He is only now expanding his presence, and if he wants to achieve something bigger, Hoeven Portman’s enormous legacy is essential.

 

“I’m sure he and the dead Portman are scaring my daughter. Otherwise, does it make sense that Tyria never responded to our letters?”

“sure! “This is the daughter that Tyria raised!”

 

Agnac feigned sadness and dabbed at her tear ducts with a handkerchief.

Tyria, now Portman, has not interacted with the family even once since heading there. Even though she was at regular gatherings, she only occasionally showed her face.

And after Hoben Portman passed away, he was acting like he had completely cut off ties.

Even if I send a letter, there is no answer. Visits are not even allowed.

I couldn’t think of any way to force it.

If you are rude at the entrance, you will become a laughing stock to the nobles nearby.

 

“We have to save our daughter!”

“Aam!”

 

How did you raise your daughter? She was a daughter who spent a lot of resources raising her.

The child’s white skin and golden hair were given to her by her own birth.

The child’s etiquette was taught by an etiquette teacher from the capital.

What is your mindset as a nobleman? It was completed by admonishing and even putting down one’s dignity.

 

Tyria Wivin, dare I say it, was the masterpiece of the Wivin family.

Originally, the child was to be married off to a nobleman higher than an earl.

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You sent such a child away, only to keep him locked up like a bird in a cage.

And yet they are not paying the price properly.

 

The more they thought about it, the more angry their faces became.

However, that sign had disappeared without a trace by the time we arrived at the front of the living room.

This is because nobles should not easily show their emotions.

 

Squeak-

 

The door opened.

I was quite anxious because I thought I should be nervous because I was the son of Hoben Portman, who didn’t even seem like that person.

The moment they faced each other, the two were relieved.

 

“I’m sorry I came to say hello so late. “This is Elric Portman.”

 

The simple greeting method of a lame, uneducated commoner.

It’s okay to look sad, but that’s it.

To both of them, Elric seemed like a very easy opponent.

 

 

 

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charge.

This was the thought that came to Elric’s mind when he first encountered the two people’s decorations.

From my memory of the wedding day 10 years ago, I don’t think it was too much, but the passage of time was really scary.

What came to mind inadvertently were the words of my friend Elbers Graham.

 

-Excess is just as bad as not enough. No matter how expensive something is, it shouldn’t be noticeable. This means that the value of decoration has eaten up the owner.

 

From his perspective, these two people looked like people crushed under the weight of decoration.

It was a rude thought, but what can you do, that’s the truth.

 

Anyway, the first impression was not good, and as the conversation continued, that feeling grew stronger.

Even if I tried to suppress it, I couldn’t help it.

That’s why the two people showed that attitude after completing the formal greeting.

 

“Has it been 10 years? “It’s really hard to see your face.”

“There must have been circumstances. “You have never learned anything about this kind of duty.”

“Well, the reason Portman was incorporated into the nobility… .”

 

Aggressive. He continued his words without changing his expression as if he was trying to preserve his dignity, but his intention was very clear.

 

“… “Well, I guess I don’t know.”

 

In fact, I was in the position of a sinner.

To them, aren’t they the enemy who returned after neglecting their daughter for 10 years?

From that perspective, their attitude could have been justified.

I would have been willing to endure it.

If only their sincerity was like that.

 

“What business did you come here for?”

“I saw the letter that came to the mansion. About him… .”

“Oh, was that what you were talking about?”

 

A small noise, almost like a sneer or a sneer, bounced across the space.

What happened after that began to be quite unpleasant for Elric.

There was no other reason.

 

“You must have come to claim ownership of the inheritance.”

 

What they said was because the destination was a direction that Elric could not just ignore.

 

“You don’t have to try to hide it. Since you don’t seem to have any talent for this language, let me be a little more blunt. “We will take it at a fair price.”

“This is the price we pay for leaving our daughter like that.”

“Don’t you think it’s too shameless to claim ownership of the inheritance now? To be honest, I doubt you’ll ever put your father’s legacy to good use. “You and him look so different.”

“For the good of the territory… .”

“I guess that’s what we should use.”

 

Elric listened to the two people talking back and forth.

I accepted their explicit intentions without any hesitation and disassembled their words to examine their true meaning.

Then I looked at their expressions.

In the end, I realized something I didn’t really want to admit.

 

‘There is none.’

 

There was no word about Tyria.

Right after they exchanged greetings, they never once asked how she was doing, nor did they mention her in words that were not related to the legacy.

 

Isn’t this the daughter who has suffered for 10 years?

Also, isn’t this the daughter I haven’t seen in the past year?

Isn’t it okay to at least ask how they are doing?

 

‘Why?’

 

Why don’t you ask about her?

Elric blurted out those words in anticipation.

 

“First of all, I’m sorry for not bringing your wife with me. She’s busy with work… .”

“Are you going to change your mind?”

My hopes were shattered as I asked back in an angry voice.

 

It was very unpleasant.

The image drawn by the emotion was close to anger and resembled disgust.

I thought I would have let go of this type of resentment as I grew out of boyhood, but it was becoming clear that facing parents who did not care for their children was still quite difficult.

This is even more so because the target is someone I know.

 

Elric remembered Tyria’s face.

For some reason, I felt like I could see through what process her indifference was achieved.

The eyes that were just talking about duty looked different again.

 

A feeling of pity bloomed somewhere in the turbulent emotions that seemed to be swept away by a torrent.

Elric sympathized with her life, and in it, he scolded himself for being a sinner like them.

 

Meanwhile, Joseph Wibin poured out his words.

It was a criticism that seemed to be trying to suppress the other person.

Among them, there was one that particularly caught my eye.

 

“Excessive greed ruins people. “I hope you remember this.”

 

Excessive greed.

Those words were the catalyst.

 

“… “If you want to unleash that greed, what will you do?”

“… “What did you say?”

“I asked what you could do if he said he was going to be greedy.”

 

Elric raised his head.

 

“Is there anything I can do?”

 

The faces of Baron Wibin and his wife turned blank at the provocative words.

The first to react was Joseph Wivin, whose face turned red.

He jumped up and shouted.

 

“This is such a shameless thing… !”

“That’s right.”

 

Joseph froze.

Elric sat down and spoke to him, still smiling.

 

“I am a ruthless person. “A little, a lot.”

 

It was a reference to the past 10 years he had passed.

Elric’s mood changed.

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