âWhat do you mean? Thereâs no problemâas soon as our ships arrive carrying goods from the East, we will be in the black again.â
âWell, if you want to come from the East to the Empire, you have to go through the Kent Strait, and by this time of the year, the Kraken often appears in the Kent Strait. Donât tell me you didnât even have that basic level of common sense?â
ââŚ.â
Rachelâs face turned pale.
No way. I knew they were stupid, but I really didnât think it was to this degree.
I said, holding back my laughter.
âIt doesnât matter to us because we arenât in the trade business but to your family that does⌠itâs going to be a big blow.â
I pretended to be apologetic and concerned. Rachelâs face twisted even more.
It was ugly and distorted.
Rachel, who was struggling to find a proper retort, eventually just shouted.
âIt doesnât matter! Because the Prince is interested in me, not in my family! Do you know how many times he has asked me to dance with him at the ball?â
It was a fact that Rachelâs appearance was so beautiful that the Crown Prince showed interest. Thatâs why she thought the Prince would propose to her.
I decided to enlighten her about the cold reality.
âHis Highness wants the daughter of a powerful and wealthy family to support his bid the throne. But I donât know if your family will be enough in his eyes,â I said with a big smile. âHis Highness has no intention of taking you in as his fiancĂŠe anyway. So why donât you give up now?â
Rachelâs eyes were burning with rage, and her hands on the hem of the dress trembled violently.
But I didnât care. If you were going to provoke a tiger first, you had to be ready to accept the consequences.
âIf you have nothing to say, Iâll go first.â
I decided to put an end to this childish exchange. I got up from the drawing-room couch.
âWhere are you going? Iâm not finished talking!â cried Rachel ferociously.
âAs I said, Iâm busy. If you have any business, send a calling card first and ask for an official meeting.â
âNo. What am I supposed to do if you donât meet me next time?â (Wtf chica ever hear of boundaries???)
Rachel was a petulant child.
Right after I called the knights to escort this immature girl out, someone knocked on the door.
âMy apologies for interrupting, ladies.â
It was Albert, the butler, who showed his face as soon as he was allowed in. The fact that he took the liberty of cutting in meant that something important had happened.
âWhatâs the matter, Albert?â
âThe Duke is requesting your presence.â
âDaddy?â
Prince Ashford suffered a sudden stroke two years ago and withdrew as head of the dukedom.
He knew that his health would not recover and appointed me as acting Duke.
After that day, documents requiring the approval of the Duke poured on to me.
Fortunately, Olivia has been trained as a successor since she was young. The use of her knowledge did not impede my practice.
The handling of issues without mistakes, plus my knowledge of the future courtesy of the original timeline, earned Lord Ashfordâs trust and confidence.
Unfortunately, his condition didnât improve, so he had to lie in bed all day.
He used to call in the butler only on days he felt good enough to be briefed on what had happened.
I knew that the butler recently visited my father. Now he must have known all my recent movements. I had ordered the butler to tell him everything, not to hide it.
There was no reason to be embarrassed.
Prince Ashford had risen from his sickbed after a long time and was neatly groomed.
While reading the documents with glasses on, he felt my presence and raised his head. He put down what he was reading and opened his mouth.
âIâve heard everything from Albert.â
He said in a voice of disappointment.
âI canât believe you spent 100 billion gallons on a slave. Olivia, have I misjudged you?â
Lord Ashford was a strict father to his daughter with a clear-cut character. He is a man who will pass down the title to others without hesitation if he judges that Iâm not qualified to inherit the duchy.
Itâs difficult if that happens because I need the status of Duchess to protect Kian.
I calmly brought up the prearranged words.
âFour years ago, when I said I had to buy the Eastern Centriol area, you were absolutely against it. Centriol was a wasteland full of mana. But what did you find after we drove out all the monsters there? The largest gold mine in history was unearthed.â
The first thing I did after I was possessed this body, and retained information from was to increase my familyâs wealth.
I used that knowledge to push out my relatives who were eyeing for my position and strengthened my claim as successor.
âWhat about my prediction that fur would be in vogue that upcoming winter? At the time, I insisted on buying huge quantities when the price of fur was declining. Everyone thought I gone mad. That winter, our company made a huge profit because of my âmadâ choices.â
A hidden gold mine; a prediction of fashion. Besides that, if I were to list everything Iâve done for my family, my mouth would hurt.
But I canât believe he forgot all that.
Clearly, that saying that even if I did well a hundred times, I would be remembered for one mistake held true.
âWhat should I do, should I say more?â
âThatâs enough.â
Ashford, who was listening to me quietly, fixed his glasses.
âSo, youâre saying this is because of your precognitive dreams again?â
Like the butler, Lord Ashford knows that I have precognitive dreams.
I nodded.
âIs it worth investing in that slave, Kian?â
âYes. Kian will wake up as a wizard in a year.â
âThatâs ridiculous. Wizards are born with that ability. Hasnât he shown it?â
Kian was only sealed for twenty years for some reason but he was born a wizard from the start. But I canât tell you the truth because things get too big if I untie the novelâs setting.
I brought up my premeditated answers.
âKian is a unique case. When he awakens as a wizard, he will be the most powerful wizard in all of the Empire or the Continent.â
The wrinkles deepened around Ashfordâs eyes.
He had that look on his face before making an important decision.
âBelieve in me, Father,â as youâve done so far.
After much thought, he finally opened his mouth.
â¡¡¡¡¡¡ Okay. Iâll trust you one more time.â
I said with a bright smile at my wise father, who made the right choice:
âYou will never regret todayâs decision.â
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âOlivia, what are you doing?â
ââŚ. Iâll go now.â
I let out a tiny sigh as I climbed up the carriage with my father.
It was good that I persuaded him. But then there was a problem.
He said he would have to check the companyâs operations at this point, in case he was about to fall down again.
-Good-bye, Father.
-What are you talking about? You should come with me.
-What?
-If you go on an inspection tour with this father, youâll get useful insights. Use my knowledge while itâs still available.
I had to give it to Lord Ashford, he was calculating, and I had no choice but to agree with him.
-I will have to postpone our picnic, letâs go next time.
-Donât mind me, Master.
Kind-hearted Kian understood my situation. I left the mansion, leaving my regret behind.
I followed my father as he began his inspection at one of our companies. We had a meeting and tour to examine the atmosphere and listen to our employeesâ suggestions and concerns.
Thatâs how we surveyed several business sites, and the sun quickly went down.
It wasnât until late at night that we returned home.
The butler greeted me when I returned home and said:
âWhile you were away from the mansion, your items arrived.â
It was the ointment for scars in a small medicine bottle the butler handed to me.
I wanted to give it to Kian as soon as possible, so I went up the stairs with quick steps.
âKian, itâs me. May I come in?â
The door opened, and Kian in his pajamas appeared. His room over his shoulder was dark, with only one lamp alight on a desk.
Did I come too late?
I smiled awkwardly and asked, âDid I disturb you?â
While taking a step back from the door to let me in, Kian replied. âNo, my Lady.â
âYou werenât getting ready for bed?â
âI was, but I was tossing and turning.â
What made him restless? What is he thinking?
I was curious, but I thought it would be too much to ask that question.
Instead, I took out the medicine chest.
Since I saw the scars on Kianâs back, it has been on my mind.
If possible, I wanted to heal and erase his wounds.
The most extensive scar was his old burn scar, so it would be hard to get rid of it completely. So I had commissioned an expensive salve from a wizard, itâs bound to have some effect.
This time I explained myself so that Kian wouldnât misunderstand the situation like last time.
âIâd like to put some medicine on your back. Is that okay?â
At my question, Kian nodded.
When he rolled up his clothes, I saw the rippling of strong muscles beneath his pale skin.
I found my face heating when I saw his sleek idyllic form without an ounce of fat.
âWould you like to sit there?â
I pointed to the chair, pretending to be calm.
Kian turned his back gently and sat in front of me.
I opened the medicine bottleâs lid, scooped the ointment, and applied it carefully on Kianâs back.
He flinched whenever my fingers touched the skin.
The accompanying manual did say that when the medicine touched injured skin, it could be hot.
I stopped applying medicine for a moment.
âAre you okay? Iâll stop if it hurts.â
âItâs only a little hot, so you can continue.â
âThen¡¡¡¡ Iâll put on a little more.â
The whipped scars on Kianâs back and looked like a frozen entanglement, like a net.
Seeing all the terrible scars and imagining the hopelessness and pain that accompanied them made my heart pang as if stabbed by needles.
I made myself stop speculating on the magnitude of Kianâs pain and suffering. But still⌠somehow, I was silently choking with emotions, so I just applied for the medicine without daring to say a thing.
There were so many scars that it would be too painful if you apply ointment on them all at once.
When I gathered my emotions and was able to speak without my voice cracking, I told him that I would apply more of it to other areas in a few days.
Kian shook his head.
âYouâll be busy, so Iâll do it by myself next time.â
âItâs difficult to do it alone. Donât worry; I want to do it for you.â
I quickly closed the lid of the medicine chest so that he couldnât protest.
Then I pulled the string to call a maid for tea.
After a while, the maid put the teacup down in front of Kian and retreated. âItâs Lavender tea. They say it helps you sleep well.â
Kian looked down at the teacup with soft-scented liquid and said:
âYou donât have to bother yourself for an insignificant slave like me.â
Insignificant? Rather, itâs the opposite.
âKian, youâre the most special human being in the world.â
I know it sounds strange. Kian doesnât realize heâs the main character of the novel.
Still, I had to say it.
I didnât want Kian to believe and say such a hurtful thing about himself.
The main character of this world is you.
Should I tell him the truth even if he thinks we are crazy?
I looked at Kian with those thoughts.
I could see his eyes swaying like waves.
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He looked at me with slightly enlarged eyes. I could see through the twinkling sky-blue eyes as if they were watery.
His blush spread with a smile, his eyes curled gently, and he said,
âYouâre the first one to say that to me.â
His words were like a bolt of lightning.
In the original story, those were the exact same words Kian had said to the only woman he had ever loved.