Margrave’s Bastard Son was The Emperor Chapter 2

Episode 2. Illegitimate son of Count Brac

‘The Count Brac family is vulgar for an aristocrat.’

This was the assessment of the Bratz family floating around in social circles. This is probably because, among the many margraves, it borders the barbarians.

In the distant past, war trumpets were constantly sounded, but recently, after a superficial peace agreement was made, various exchanges occurred frequently.

“Ian. “Your dining manners are excellent.”

Ian, who was hurriedly chewing meat, came to his senses after hearing the old man’s praise. Is it irony? Was I ravenous without realizing it because I was starving? Ian cleared his throat, feeling stricken without realizing it, but the old man’s praise was sincere.

“Your son has great dignity. “It must be thanks to Count Derga’s excellent teachings.”

“you’re welcome. Lord Moline.”

The head of the Bratz family, Count Derga, was puzzled by his child’s change in mood in just a few seconds, but did not lose his polite expression. Derga glanced at Ian and answered.

“Anyway, Bratz’s blood is flowing, so it’s natural. “Please speak kindly to the emperor.”

“of course. “Count.”

Ian stopped chewing at the meaningless words the two said.

Emperor? Me?

No. wait for a sec. Did you just say bratz?

‘Come to think of it… … .’

My hands holding the fork and knife were too small and thin. Visibility while sitting in a chair is also low.

In an inexplicable situation, Ian swallowed his food and looked for a wine glass.

“ah.”

What was in the glass was not alcohol, but a beverage. Moreover, what is reflected through the round glass is not one’s own face, but the face of some stranger. Ian almost forgot his body pain for a moment and just spewed it out.

“Cough!”

As I picked up the napkin while coughing, the boy across from me sneered.

“Tsk tsk. Look at that. “I wonder how good you are.”

“Chell. “You have to take care of your younger brother when he makes a mistake.”

The child called Chell sneered in disapproval. Her Countess Mary chastised her son, clutching her Chell’s hand under the tablecloth.

Because this place was not just a meal.

Lord Moline was a civil servant from the central imperial palace, and was checking whether Ian had the qualifications to join the Brac family.

Moline smiled kindly at Chell and then turned her attention back to Ian.

“Ian. “You’re learning philosophy these days.”

Count and wife Derga looked embarrassed at Molin’s sudden question.

Because Ian couldn’t even write his own name. Because he was the son of a count who r**ed a commoner outside the mansion, he did not receive a proper education. Wasn’t he the kid who gulped down the water from his finger bowl even when he first started eating?

“I’m not at the level where I can talk about it yet.”

The Count quickly intervened and pretended to protect Ian. Yet, the gaze he looked at Ian was sharp, knowingly or unknowingly.

‘You idiot. I told you to memorize it like that.’

There was some cram-style training in preparation for Molly’s questions, but it seemed like he had forgotten all of it because it was so insignificant. The old man did not back down but pushed forward with a smile.

“That’s what learning is all about. We become stronger by clashing opinions with each other. Ian. What have you learned recently? Even though he was 16, he didn’t go to school… … .”

The old man, who was almost eighty years old, was kind and strong. He must be young, as he is an old man who has endured his entire life in the central administration, where talent is being replaced by the day.

Now that things were like this, the count couldn’t be trusted either. Everyone’s eyes turned to Ian.

“hmm.”

Ian cleared his throat and wiped his mouth with a napkin. As the people of the Count family expected, Ian was embarrassed.

But it wasn’t because of Moline’s question, it was because I realized that this was the backyard of the count’s residence.

At Count Brac’s residence?

In the body of a boy I’ve never seen before?

I guessed that Naum’s space-time magic was involved, but I couldn’t be sure. Since space-time magic opens a passage connecting viewpoints, there were necessarily location restrictions.

That means you have to go there.

But wasn’t Ian’s last memory of being in a dungeon? Besides, it was unheard of for her to borrow someone else’s body to move around.

“Ian?”

“ah. “Excuse me.”

Ian reflexively responded elegantly to Moline’s urging. It was a habit I had acquired at the imperial palace. A smile that conveys intent that you were listening to the conversation. It was the first time the Margrave and his family had seen Ian smile like that.

“Philosophy. philosophy… … .”

Ian mumbled a few times as if he was thinking about it.

“Can I answer for you? “Administrator Molin.”

Unable to bear it any longer, his half-brother Chell came forward.

It’s amazing that Ian, who came in from outside, is the star of a precious meal, but he is even enrolled into the count’s family due to his lowly blood. It was natural for me to feel jealous.

It was a foolish and pathetic attempt to steal the adults’ attention from Ian to me. The end of her words were blurred by Mrs. Mary’s harsh gaze.

“Chell. “Lord Morlin asked Ian.”

She was pleading silently.

Son. Please shut your mouth. This is all for you. You will survive only if the lowly child enters the count’s family.

“I like Mr. Füln.”

“Fürn?”

Ian spoke quietly amidst the commotion. I must have lost my appetite, so the dishes were neatly put aside.

Count Derga’s face turned pale. It’s my first time hearing this name. If you don’t know, it’s better to just say you don’t know! Where did you hear such nonsense… … !

“yes. Of course, the Vatican does not welcome it, but isn’t the humanism that Dr. Fürne pursues a very important question? “If we focus on humans and reflect on the truths created by humans, we can portray the image of a true monarch.”

It was purely personal preference.

To Ian, the day of the people not starving to death was more important than philosophy or humanities. It was a study of philosophy that only maintained a certain form, so it was recited by those who were remembered among the so-called ‘prominent’ intellectuals.

Count Derga rolled his eyes again and looked at Molin. The old man hesitated, as if he was startled, but bent his upper body closer to Ian.

“How do you know Lord Füln?”

“yes?”

However, it was Count Derga who answered, not Ian. Molly laughed and shook her head repeatedly.

“this. I guess they had an arrogant thought that because it was a change, news from the central government would be delayed. “I apologize to Count Derga and Ian.”

“No, no.”

Moline noticed that the Count did not know Fürne. If I had known, I would have frowned my eyebrows in displeasure instead of making that dumbfounded expression.

“Lord Fürne is the youngest son of Viscount Hawkman, who has just had his coming-of-age ceremony. Although he is young, he is one of the brightest students who entered Bariel University at the top of his class. Not long ago, in her scholarly debate at the imperial palace, she brought up humanism and turned her world upside down.”

The news is late because of the change, that’s right.

It took a full 15 days to travel by carriage from the capital to the Derga border. This is a fact that no one, including the Count, knew.

While everyone looked at Ian in surprise, Ian also sighed inwardly.

‘Mr. Füln just had his coming-of-age ceremony? I think he was over 100 years old?’

Not only was it an unfamiliar body, but it seemed to have traveled back in time by nearly 100 years. It was a very, very surprising situation, but it didn’t show anything on the outside. It was thanks to his meticulous demeanor as an emperor.

“is it so. I heard you like Lord Fürne’s philosophy. But he just said that the Vatican does not welcome it. “What does that mean?”

“… “Humanism is the view that there is nothing more important than human beings, so the Vatican, which worships God, will not be pleased with it.”

“haha.”

It was the perfect answer.

Moline felt the fatigue that had accumulated over the past fortnight melt away.

“I feel rewarded for running this far. I didn’t know that the new son of the Count Brac family was so intelligent. “I’m sure the emperor will be pleased.”

In fact, it was not a big deal for a nobleman to marry an illegitimate child. They are nobles who are precious and well-born, so they can’t guard their lower class, so why would bringing in an illegitimate child be a source of gossip? It was an incident that was easily forgotten in the boring social circles of both women and men.

But Moline’s next words were somehow strange.

“And the Cheonryeo tribe will also welcome you.”

‘Tianlyeo tribe?’

Ian searched his memory and recalled a familiar name. The Cheonryeo tribe refers to the barbarians east of the border. The Cheonryeo people welcome your intelligence?

… then.

‘I feel like I’m a hostage.’

A bastard to be sent to the Cheonryeo tribe bordering the border in exchange for maintaining peace.

‘I understand roughly what the situation is.’

The Count smiled evilly and covered the back of Ian’s hand with his own. Now that I know the situation, I feel like a devil disguised as a benevolent father.

“Ian. “I have no doubt that you will become a symbol of peace.”

Peace is a formal agreement.

Originally, it was customary to send the biological children of each leader, but the barbarians outside the border were capricious people who could change at any time.

In fact, Count Derga’s second older brother also died while crossing the border to make peace when he was young. They say it was an accident, but the truth cannot be determined.

So, how could I send my only real identity, Chell? They hurriedly brought Ian, who was not even looking, to register him.

‘Of course the imperial palace would have noticed.’

However, since we can’t just send dogs or cows, we are trying to test Ian’s intelligence through Moline.

The smarter the child sent, the more diplomatic deterrent there will be, and the better for both sides.

Of course, since the Brač family’s autonomy on the border took priority, it was a semi-formal procedure. However, half of it can be seen as a check on local nobles carried out by the imperial palace.

“iced coffee.”

Ian grasped the situation immediately.

Even before his death, the Bratz family continued their peace by exchanging hostages like this several times.

In the end, it was brutally exterminated by the Cheonryeo tribe.

It was a shame that it took 15 days for the wave to reach the center. By the time the other lords and the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty arrived with their armies, it was already late.

‘Was he my great-grandfather?’

That was the case with Ian’s great-grandfather.

The emperor ended the incident by driving out the Cheonryeo tribe and dividing their territory among the nobles and knights who fought together.

“Ian?”

Mrs. Mary called Ian.

As if to answer the count’s words.

It was a urging to remind myself of my mission.

Ian smiled brightly and moistened his mouth with water again. I don’t know what it is, but let’s admit one thing first. Ian didn’t die. He came back to life in the form of some unknown child.

“yes. father.”

Count Derga smiled as if satisfied with Ian’s sharp answer. Everyone except Chell laughed and blessed the peace that Ian’s presence would bring.

“ruler. “Please eat it.”

Only then did Derga continue eating with peace of mind.

Ian looked around for a moment to get a sense of reality. More than anything else, only the pounding heartbeat reminded him that he was alive.

‘I don’t know how this happened.’

If this was Naum’s magic, there was one way to confirm. Let’s go straight to the imperial palace annex. So, we search for traces of Naum’s magic and investigate.

However, it was a long distance, taking more than 15 days from Brac on the border to the center, and for the child who was soon sold to the great desert, it was an eternity of unreachable world.

okay. It was that kind of world.’