Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 369

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Episode 369

“Looking at the nuance, it seems like you’re not going in alone, but bringing the entire ‘Continental Battlefield’ with you. Is that correct?”

Harold nodded.

It was just a matter of time, and once Jack had established the new system, he tried to incorporate it naturally.

That was no different from dedicating the entire Continental Battlefield to Jack.

Roland slowly closed his eyes.

He looked thoughtful with a serious expression.

It wasn’t that I raised my child wrong.

It was just a regretful feeling that ‘this guy really needs to learn a little more’.

Roland opened his eyes and asked.

“Have you made your decision after being fully prepared?”

“yes.”

Harold’s eyes did not waver.

“Okay, let me ask you one more question. What will you do if I don’t hand over the Continental Battlefield to you?”

Harold also closed his eyes for a moment.

I really didn’t want to say this if possible.

But the situation has been created where it has to be done.

“When my father taught me, he said, ‘Take all the money you have. Then distribute it fairly and work fairly.’”

Harold paused and continued speaking in a firm tone.

“I will do as my father taught me.”

Silence fell again.

The father, who was staring blankly at his child, felt like he was at a crossroads at this moment.

At one crossroads, a man who would become the future master of the Continental Battlefield would be severely scolded and excommunicated for making a choice that he should not have made, that is, kicked out from the position of successor to the Continental Battlefield.

The other side pretends not to be able to win and gives in.

Roland made his choice.

His choice was the former, not the latter.

Even if they are children, there is a line that must be kept, and this is crossing the line.

You told me to learn from below, but you’re handing the entire continental battlefield over to Jack?

What about the will of those below? This was extremely irresponsible behavior and clearly crossed the line.

“From today onwards, there will be no successor to the Continental Battlefield. You are a disciple.”

Usually in these cases I am shocked.

But Harold wasn’t.

He nodded as if he had expected it.

“Yes, I understand.”

As if the conversation was over, Roland gestured for Harold to leave, but Harold shook his head.

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Because it’s just the beginning.

“We, ‘Jack & Harold’s Top’, also have the right to act as the agent of ‘Jack Valantie’. So, we will formally demand that you repay 50 billion gold. Within 7 days.”

Roland opens his eyes wide.

I was just blankly staring like I had just been hit with a bullet, and then eventually.

“Hahahahahahaha-!”

I burst out laughing.

“Oh my god. Did you really expect me to turn out like this?”

“Yes. I am my father’s son. There is no way I wouldn’t know.”

“haha…….”

Harold was clearly Roland’s son.

He was also the sole successor to the Continental Battlefield.

Harold knows better than anyone else how much cash is available in the secret ledger of the Continental Battlefield right now.

“I got this deal. Good. I’ll pay you back within a week. Is that the end?”

Harold shook his head.

“No. In the future, Jack & Harold will lay railroads across the entire continent.”

That was enough.

Roland could immediately tell what he was going to say. Harold continued.

“The railroad business is led by our Jack & Harold Group. If you want to take a step, there will be a corresponding price to pay.”

This time, Roland laughed rather than got angry.

A little laugh.

Hehe.

It’s a new experience, but the world of politicians is complicated.

But the world of merchants is more complicated than that.

Roland immediately saw the bone in Harold’s words, the underlying meaning.

“You didn’t want to just inherit it in the first place? So… … I’m going to take it away?”

“What can I do if you won’t just give it to me? I forgot to mention this, but one of the things my father taught me was this: Take it fairly. So I will take it fairly.”

Clearly, this statement is not wrong.

He was raised as the successor to the Continental Battlefield and taught everything. Harold clearly had the ability.

Harold smiled and said to Roland, who was deep in thought.

“But it’s better for your son to take it away than for a stranger to take it away from you. Think of it as a late puberty.”

Roland smiled as if he was really happy, as if he was really enjoying himself.

You’ve grown up well.

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You’ve grown up so well.

Well, he’s my son, so there’s no way I would act so irresponsibly.

Good.

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“I guess I’ll have to postpone my retirement a little longer.”

“… … .”

“It’s been a while since I’ve felt this way. Alright. Take it from me. From this Roland Lynch.”

Harold slowly rose from his seat.

And then.

He bowed his head deeply.

For a while Harold sat like that, and so did Roland.

* * *

Jack was sitting in the reception room across from the office.

Of course, I wasn’t alone.

Angela, sitting across from me, laughs heartily.

“Can you hear the noise now? It sounds like they’re fighting.”

As she shrugged and turned her head, Hammer was looking at Angela with pleased eyes.

It was like love at first sight.

Angela seems to be trying to ignore it, um.

“If you fight, you fight. What is that?”

“Was it a railroad? You said you were doing construction on it? Isn’t that going to cause problems?”

I ended up laughing hysterically.

This isn’t a question of trusting Harold or not.

The railroad construction will go ahead no matter what, and Harold will take care of the money.

If it’s my person, I should be able to resolve that issue.

If I couldn’t even do that, would I have accepted it?

“But. As you said, Iskandar, he’s no joke, right?”

This isn’t a joke?

What are you talking about?

“When I first heard that you had dismantled magic against a ‘junior master’ at the academy, I honestly thought it was because your opponent was low level.”

“so?”

“But when I experienced it myself, I was speechless.”

“After saying that, you managed to come all the way to Ascension?”

Angela pauses for a moment. Then she makes a strange expression. An expression that seems to suggest that even she finds it strange.

“I tried to convince my brother. I thought it wouldn’t work, but we still got along. Didn’t I tell you?”

“what?”

“Iskandar snapped his fingers and my teleportation magic disintegrated. That’s how I got caught.”

He laughed casually.

This was expected.

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For someone like him, that’s definitely possible.

But there is one thing that is a little strange.

He turned his head and asked Aveiro, who was sitting next to him.

“Is there any information coming from the Tulcan Empire?”

Honestly, I was a little bit expecting it.

wiretapping.

The stockpiled quantity has already been completely released.

Clearly some information had come in, but Aveiro’s expression was dark.

The guy shakes his head.

“There aren’t any?”

“There is only information about those around Iskandar, but no information about Iskandar himself.”

“Not at all?”

“Yes. To be exact, it seems like they aren’t using the communication port at all.”

Look at this.

“He used it too at first.”

“Yes, I definitely did, but I haven’t used the phone for about a week now. And.”

It felt a little strange.

I have a feeling there’s something there.

“and?”

“… … This is the official statement that came in today. It is said that Iskandar told his followers to dispose of all the communication devices purchased on the continental battlefield.”

A lightning bolt struck my head.

This is completely out of my calculations.

Iskandar told us to dispose of the communication port?

“why?”

“I don’t know why. That’s why there is almost no information about those who follow Iskandar.”

I stroked my chin.

As if it was like that in a past life.

The Iskandar I know is a very thorough guy.

He’s the type of guy who thinks at least ten times, and at most a hundred times, before taking action, but he just threw it all away?

People don’t change easily.

If he had sensed something in the communication port, he wouldn’t have discarded it, he would have used it somehow.

Spreading false information or something like that.

Iskandar of today or Iskandar of 20 years from now would have definitely done the same.

But the fact that you didn’t do that means you were shaking and not being able to keep your balance, which is strange.

Why does it seem like he’s wandering around?

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It’s true that this is roughly the time when he realizes he’s ready for marriage, but it’s too suspicious.

He rested his chin on his hand for a moment, then chuckled.

Okay, for now.

I looked at Angela again.

“That’s enough for the details, what do you want?”

Angela hesitated for a moment and then said.

“… … There isn’t any?”

No, there isn’t.

Judging from the expression on his face, he looks like he has a lot.

“Are you flirting with me? If not, then don’t.”

It was at that moment that I was about to stand up from my seat.

“Ahem. Look at this.”

I turned my head and looked at the hammer.

“why?”

“As you know, railroad construction requires wizards. And lots of them.”

Hammer’s gaze shifts to Angela.

“If you’re the Red Master, you’re worth more than a hundred men. Didn’t you clearly say you’d give me full authority over the railroad construction?”

“That’s right.”

“I need this woman. How could I not?”

I didn’t answer that question.

Angela did it.

“Excuse me. Why should I do that?”

And it wasn’t done to me, it was done to Hammer.

Hammer looks at Angela with a craftsman’s face, completely different from before.

“Then let me ask you. Do you have a place to go?”

“……there is.”

“You seem to be bad at lying. Your eyes, in particular. There is sadness in those two eyes. Do you know what kind of eyes I have? The eyes of someone who has lost someone precious. Isn’t that right?”

“… … What do you know?”

“I don’t know. But I know what you’re thinking. Let’s work together. This isn’t a selfish offer. I just need your skills.”

Angela, speechless, looked straight into Hammer’s eyes.

At least from my perspective as a third party, this is what Angela is thinking.

That’s for real.

“I will tell you something I couldn’t tell you before. A craftsman never takes his eyes off something when he is making it. I am a dwarf among dwarves. I am a craftsman among craftsmen. I hold that pride in my heart. Just help me until the work is done.”

“… … .”

“Don’t think of me as being clingy. A craftsman’s pride is higher and stronger than you think, so thinking of me that way is an insult to me.”

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“… … Do I really need it?”

“Yes. I need you. Perhaps I need you more than anyone else in this world.”

Suddenly this thought occurred to me.

He speaks really well.

But will that work? I glanced back at the teacher. Should I try it?

As if he had guessed what I was thinking, the teacher quietly tapped me on the head.

The Master was watching Hammer and Angela’s conversation with sparkling eyes. He seemed to be quite interested.

After a few exchanges like that, Angela eventually nodded.

As I said before, I am a third party.

So I can say this.

Hammer is softer than Angela.

Someone at least 4 years younger.

But looking at the current situation, it seems like matchmaking isn’t necessary.

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