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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 143: How the Sun Rises (3)

Chapter 143: How the Sun Rises (3)

Dereck,‍‌ who had returned⁠⁠ after finishing the​⁠‌ work on Beltus’s‍⁠‍ side, was in‍​ a truly miserable⁠ state.

A bandaged and splinted​⁠ arm, an eye‌​ patch due to‌‌ the bruise on‌ his eyelid, a limping leg, and⁠‍ his magical power⁠ greatly weakened.

It‌‍ was the sign⁠⁠ that he had‍ forced his body‍ to the limit‍‌ to break through​‌ the 4-star barrier.‍

In⁠​‍ fact, it was⁠ an injury that‍‍‌ would have killed‌‍ anyone instantly, but‍‍ Dereck, who since‌‍ childhood had been​‌ resistant to pain‌⁠ and injuries, managed⁠⁠ to endure it.​

The‌ simple fact that‌‍ he was walking⁠‍ and moving like‌​ that was already​‍ strange in itself.⁠⁠

“Lady⁠​​ Denise seems to​ be the one​ taking the lead‍⁠‌ in organizing the​ Beltus mansion. I’ve‍​‌ already finished arranging⁠‌ my position, so⁠ there shouldn’t be⁠⁠⁠ any problems.”

“It‍​‌ breaks my heart‍ to see my​ beloved disciple in⁠​ such a wrecked​‍​ state.”

“I‍ think it would‌⁠​ be better if​ you said that‍‍‍ without smiling.”

The⁠⁠​ servants of the‌‌ Ravenclaw Barony were⁠​ completely shocked when​‍​ the lord of⁠ the mansion returned⁠​ in such a condition.

They​‌ immediately brought him‍ into a private⁠​‍ room so he‍‍ could rest, and⁠⁠​ almost excessively gathered⁠‌ all sorts of​‌ medicinal herbs and‍⁠‍ nutritious food.

Dereck‌ was sitting on‌ the bed, removing‌⁠⁠ the bandages from​ his arm.

There‌ was too much​ blood, so they​ needed to be‍⁠ changed. He could​ have called a maid, but he⁠ had the habit⁠⁠‍ of tending to‍ his own wounds⁠⁠ since his mercenary⁠ days.

“How​ does it feel​‍‍ to reach a new realm? Does⁠‍‌ it drive you​‌ crazy?”

“Honestly,‍⁠‍ it was pretty‌ stimulating. I couldn’t⁠ help but laugh​ a bit, and‍ I felt somewhat​ embarrassed.”

“Hmm,‍ hmm… I see.‍ Well, I also‌​‌ gained a lot,‍ so it was‌‍ really a very⁠ smooth process.”

Fina‍‌⁠ was sitting on‌‍ the windowsill.

To‍ an outside observer‌⁠​ it might seem⁠‍ like a dangerous​ scene, but those⁠ who knew her‌ true nature understood‍⁠‌ there was no‍​‍ point worrying about‌ her.

“So,‌⁠​ have you already⁠​​ gotten the hang⁠​⁠ of summoning magic?”​

“Well,‍ I think I understand the principle​ quite well, but⁠⁠ I don’t think⁠‍‍ I can handle‌⁠⁠ high-level summons. It‌⁠‍ seems I’m not‍‌‌ very compatible with⁠ summoning magic.”

“There’s​⁠ no need to‍ force something that‌ doesn’t work. As‌‌⁠ I said, you​‍​ only need a solid enough foundation‍⁠ to apply various‍ types of magic.”‌​

Fina‍‍​ cast a sly‍⁠ look at Dereck⁠​ with narrowed eyes.⁠⁠

“You’re‌⁠⁠ lucky to have⁠‌ a great master⁠ like me. Do​ you know how‍ long and how⁠​ much effort it⁠​‌ takes even the​ most talented to‌‍​ break the 4-star​​‍ barrier?”

“Yes,‌⁠ thank you.”

“…It​​ would be nice​‌ if you at​‍‍ least pretended to‌‌ be annoyed when​ I tease you,‌‌‌ but you’re too⁠‍ boring to joke‌‌​ with.”

Fina⁠ sighed and looked⁠ back out the‍‌ window, resting her‌⁠ face on her⁠ hand.

The⁠​ snow that had⁠⁠‍ fallen during the‌ night was piling‌⁠ up. Winter had​ fully arrived.

“About‍‌‍ the archlich that‌‌ broke into the⁠‌ mansion.”

“Oh,‍‍ Happy?”

“…?”⁠⁠⁠

“That‍ guy. He was‍ very injured. It‍‍​ feels like just‍​​ yesterday when I raised him, hugging‍ him and petting‍⁠‍ him because he‌‌ was adorable, and‌⁠ now he’s all​⁠‍ grown and terrifying…”​⁠

Imagining‌‍ the gigantic lich‍‌ invading the mansion,‌ dripping blood and​ cold, anyone would⁠⁠⁠ question the meaning​‌‌ of the name.⁠⁠

Dereck‌​‍ decided not to‌​ comment.

“He​ disappeared with the‍​‍ corpse of the‍⁠‍ Grand Duke Beltus.”‌

“…Why?‌ Is that a problem?”

Fina,‌​‌ a 6-star necromancer,​⁠⁠ aimed to perfect‍‍ advanced corpse resurrection.‌

Dereck‌​​ knew she needed‌‌ the body of‍‍‍ a high-level mage‌‍‌ for that. But​‌ he didn’t quite​​⁠ understand her exact‍ intentions.

So⁠ he tried to​ probe the matter,‌ but surprisingly Fina​⁠ answered bluntly.

“I‌‍ plan to resurrect⁠ the deceased Kalimford.​ For that I need quite a lot of things.”⁠

It‌‌ wasn’t about raising‍ just any corpse.‌​

It‌‍ was reviving a 6-star mage. It‌ wasn’t something that‍⁠⁠ could be done‍‌ easily.

“I⁠​​ have a promise‌ with Kalimford. Well,​‌‌ you don’t need​⁠ to worry about‍ that.”

“…”​​‍

Dereck⁠ tried to say‍‌ something else, but‌ stopped.

Every​​⁠ time they mentioned‌‍‌ Kalimford, Fina showed‌​ a strange, almost​ nostalgic expression. It‌ didn’t seem like​ a good idea‍⁠⁠ to poke into⁠⁠⁠ that story.

In‍⁠​ fact, Fina changed‍‍‍ the subject immediately,⁠‍ as if not⁠‍ wanting to dig​‍​ deeper.

“Well,⁠⁠‌ now that you⁠‍⁠ broke the 4-star‌‌‍ barrier, you’ll be‌ even busier. There’s‌‌‍ a lot to​ learn.”

“That’s‌‍ true, but there‌ are also many‍ things to handle​​ during the winter⁠‍ break at the​​​ training center. First​⁠ I need to‍⁠ visit the Duplain⁠‍ family, so I need to recover⁠​​ quickly.”

“It’s​​‌ not normal for⁠ someone who was⁠‌ at death’s door⁠ to be thinking​ about going out‌‍‍ wandering again.”

“I’m​​‍ very busy.”

Dereck⁠​ stroked his chin‌‌‍ and looked at‌‍ the large continental‌​⁠ map spread over‌​ the table.

Each⁠‍ territory and power‌⁠‌ was briefly summarized,⁠​⁠ but the information‍ about the southwestern‌ region of the⁠ continent needed to​‍ be revised completely.‍​

A 4-star mage is​​‍ equivalent to a semi-master.

To‌‍ rise further, one​‍ had to watch​⁠​ the movements of‌‌ the noble families⁠​ around the territory‍‍ and of the‌​⁠ central imperial family.‍​⁠

From​​ that level onward,⁠‍‍ influence begins to‍​ alter the political‌‌ landscape.

If​ he ever sought⁠ to reach 5 stars, his base‍‌‍ of support had‌‍ to be strengthened.​​‌

This​ was because you⁠ never knew when​‍⁠ elements like the​⁠​ Grand Duke Beltus‍‌​ would appear, clinging⁠​‍ to their privileges‌‌​ and trying to​ block Dereck.

Understanding‌‌‍ that during the‍​‌ recent events, Dereck​​‍ was determined to​​ roll up his​‌⁠ sleeves and build⁠⁠ an environment where‌ he could focus‍⁠ entirely on magic.⁠

“There’s‍​ a lot to‌‍ do. I need​ to polish the‌‍​ new 4-star level,​‌ prepare the center’s​‌⁠ schedule for the‍ next semester, and⁠‍ fully finalize the​⁠⁠ alliance system with⁠‍⁠ other families.”

“Ho…‍⁠ alliance?”

“Beltus​ has taken a huge blow and⁠​​ Duplain is going⁠​‍ through a hard‌​ time. There’s no⁠⁠​ more appropriate moment‍‍ for a major‍‌‌ political shift.”

The⁠​‍ traditional powers of⁠⁠ the southwest had‍‌‌ been Duplain, Belmierd,​​​ and Beltus.
The new emerging​​‌ powers were Renwell‍​⁠ and Ravenclaw.

Dereck‍⁠‌ intended to unite⁠‍​ those five forces‌‌ and create a full alliance system.​​

Nobles⁠‍ are a race⁠ obsessed with power‍​ and territory; they​⁠ never unite with⁠‍⁠ each other.

However,‍ Dereck, who had‍ connections with the‍⁠ key figures of‌ each family, had​ the potential to‌‌ be the central‌‌ point.

If⁠⁠ the plan worked,‌​​ Dereck’s position would⁠​ change completely.

He‍ would gain influence‌ not only in‍‌⁠ the southwest, but‌‍ across the entire​‌ continent.

Even​⁠‍ Emperor Grutell and‍ Kohella would have‍‍‌ to take him‍ into account.

If‍‌‍ that happened, no‍ foreign force would‌⁠ be able to⁠ interfere with him.⁠‍‍

‘Then⁠‍‌ I could focus‍ solely on improving‌ my magic.’

For​ that, he had‌‌⁠ to monitor the​‍ situations of the‌‍⁠ allied families.

Belmierd​⁠ would stand on‌ its own.

The⁠ count planned to‌ pass all power⁠‍ to Ellen, so⁠‍ it was not‌ a concern.

Beltus‍​ would have to​ reorganize during winter‍​ with the joint‌​ effort of Denise,‍‍ Robenalt, and Orel.‌​

It‍ was difficult to​ intervene in such​ a chaotic moment.‍

In‌ the end, only‌ Duplain remained.

***‍​

“Are‍⁠ you asking for​‌‌ some kind of‌⁠‌ investment?”

“Yes.‍ I’m thinking of⁠‌ expanding the Ravenclaw⁠‌​ training center, but‌ it’s unstable to‌‌​ expand it only​‍⁠ with the funds‌‍ received as subsidies,⁠ and the size‍ of the territory‍‌ is limited, so‌‌‍ there are many​‌ ambiguous parts.”

Dereck‌​​ is a man‌ I cannot figure​‍ out. That was‌‌ Leigh’s conclusion.

When​ they first met,‍​ he had come⁠‍‌ to the Duplain⁠ family as a tutor to teach⁠ Diella, but by​‌⁠ the time Leigh​‍ came to his​‍​ senses, Dereck was⁠​ already a noble‌‌ with a title,‍‍‌ with a decent‍⁠ territory, and the‌ owner of a large training center.⁠‍

Then⁠‌‌ he became a 4-star mage, and​​ one day he​ suddenly appeared in‍ pieces. Every year,⁠⁠‌ he seemed harder⁠ to predict.

In‌ the reception hall‍​​ of the Duplain​ mansion, where the​‌‌ restoration work had⁠‍‌ progressed a little,‌ Dereck was having‍‌ a serious conversation⁠⁠ with the head‌ of the family,‍‍ Leigh.

“Since⁠​ we’ve had a connection for quite‍​‌ some time, I’ll‌​ speak frankly: the⁠‍‌ Duplain family is​ in no position‍⁠‌ to support or‌ invest in anything.‍​ In fact, we’re‌⁠ covering our maintenance⁠​⁠ expenses with the‍‌⁠ money Aiselin has‌‌‍ earned thanks to‍ her work at‍‌ the training center.‌ What more could‍‌ we possibly invest?”‌​‌

“It⁠ doesn’t have to⁠‌ be money. Territory,‌‍ manpower, authority—there are‌ many things we⁠ need.”

Leigh‍​​ was sitting in⁠⁠ the large seat​ of the family‌​ head, listening seriously,‌⁠ and beside him‍​⁠ sat Aiselin and⁠‌‍ Diella.

Several‍⁠‌ high officials had‌​ also entered and​ were standing at‍ the end of⁠‌​ the wall listening‌‍ to the conversation,⁠‌ but none of⁠​‍ them could grasp‌ Dereck’s intentions.

“Sir​ Dereck. Leigh is​ right. Actually… from‌‍ the perspective of‌⁠​ the Duplain family…​ we should already⁠‍ be grateful to‍ the Ravenclaw barony‍⁠⁠ for resolving our⁠ urgent financial crisis…⁠ we don’t have‌​‌ room to invest⁠​​ more…”

“Well,⁠ it’s not a matter of who⁠‍⁠ should be grateful​ to whom. In⁠ the first place,⁠ the Ravenclaw barony⁠ wouldn’t have been​​⁠ able to operate​ so efficiently without‍⁠​ Miss Aiselin’s help.”‍​

In‌‍​ truth, Aiselin’s contributions⁠‍​ to the Ravenclaw‌‍⁠ barony were impossible‌⁠ to measure with⁠ money alone.

Steward‍​ Delbriton and Aiselin‍ had both risen⁠‌​ to positions that​⁠‌ could no longer‍‌‌ be excluded from‌⁠ the administration of‍ the territory.

“Getting​⁠‌ to the point—after⁠⁠‍ this winter and⁠⁠‌ the start of⁠ the next semester,‍​‌ it seems there​‍ will be far​⁠ more students than‍ we can handle.‍⁠⁠ Having risen to⁠⁠‍ the level of​ a 4-star institution⁠‌ and gained greater⁠‍‍ prestige, it seems​⁠ the training center​ can no longer​⁠ take in all‍​​ the applicants.”

“Sir⁠​‍ Dereck, then…”

“…It​ would be better‌ to expand the⁠‍ facilities, yes… turning⁠ the training center‌​​ into something the​‍‌ size of a school or an​⁠ academy.”

There‌‌ was a particular​⁠ weariness on Dereck’s⁠​‌ face as he⁠ said that.

In​⁠‍ fact, running the⁠​ Ravenclaw training center‌​ was a business⁠‍‍ that greatly raised‍⁠​ Dereck’s authority. Managing​‍ an institution that⁠ hosted and developed​​​ talents who would‍ then spread through​⁠⁠ noble circles—how could​ that not influence​‌ the political scene?​

However,​​ he had not‌‍ expected it to‍‌ grow this much.⁠​

“…Then,⁠ that means…”

Aiselin​‌ shuddered.

The​‌⁠ scale is growing.‌​

Bigger‌⁠⁠ than a center—​⁠‌ a school, an​​​ academy. More academic⁠‌‍ buildings.

More‌‍ students. More investment.​‌‍

That​‌‍ means more work.‌

The​ financial plan would‌‌ have to be​​‍ redone, land scouted,​ the academic building‍⁠⁠ redesigned, staff and​‌‌ maintenance plans prepared.‍

A monstrous workload.

But‌‍ suddenly, a spark⁠ began to shine​ in Aiselin’s eyes.⁠​‍

“So​ many… so many‍ tasks…! So many‍ things to handle…!”​‍

At⁠⁠ that strange gleam⁠⁠⁠ in her eyes,​ not only Dereck‍ but also Leigh‌​ swallowed hard.

Leigh‌‍‌ understood better than‍ anyone how unusual‌‍‌ Aiselin had become.​

After⁠‍ declaring herself a fallen noble and‍​ rolling up her‌‍​ sleeves even for‌​‌ the smallest matters,‌ she had now‍⁠ become a work‌‍‌ addict who suffered⁠⁠ if she had​​ nothing to do.⁠​

Where‌‍​ had the Aiselin​⁠ gone— the one‍⁠ who used to⁠‌ stroll like a lily through the‌ garden?

Only‍⁠ an industrial soldier⁠‌ dressed in a cute dress remained.‍​‍

As​‍‌ Leigh lamented that,⁠‌‍ he also felt‌ a strange emotion—Aiselin‌‌ looked happy.

“Leigh,⁠‌‍ Aiselin’s eyes look‌‌ weird…”

“It’s​ fine, Diella. You⁠‍​ should be used‍‍ to this by‌​‍ now…”

Even⁠‍ Diella, who in⁠‍‌ Ebelstein society was⁠‌⁠ a fierce lioness‍ who crushed the‌‍‌ atmosphere, was here‍​⁠ just the younger‍ sister, sweating coldly​‍ as she watched⁠‍ Aiselin get excited‌ at the prospect‌ of excessive work.⁠⁠‍

“So…‌ you want to‍‌ build a branch⁠​ in the Duplain⁠‌​ territory too? Is‍ that what you’re​ saying?”

“Of⁠ course, I’ll guarantee‍ sufficient profits. Not‍⁠ only profit distribution…​⁠‌ if everything goes‌​ well, it will⁠‌‌ be a great‌‍ opportunity to revive⁠‌ the weakened Duplain.”‍

At​​‌ Dereck’s proposal, Leigh‍ stroked his chin​ more seriously.

The​‍‍ rapid growth of‌‌‍ the Ravenclaw center⁠‌ was already so‍ well-known that no‍⁠ one in Ebelstein‍‍ ignored it.

Many⁠ said that in​‌ ten years, it⁠‍⁠ wouldn’t be strange​​​ if the social‌ center of the‌⁠‌ southwest moved from‌‌‌ the noble district⁠ of Ebelstein to​ the Ravenclaw barony.‌

If‍ the Duplain family​‍⁠ managed to carve​‌​ out a place⁠ there, there would‌‍ be no better⁠‌ opportunity.

‘How⁠‌ strange. No matter‌⁠⁠ how I look⁠‌ at it, this​ only brings benefits​⁠‌ to Duplain. There’s‌‍⁠ not a single​​ reason to refuse.’⁠

Leigh⁠ examined the proposal⁠⁠ carefully but found‌ nothing negative.

And‌‌ that was precisely‌ why he was​‌ even more worried.​

What‍ was Dereck missing⁠⁠‌ to offer so⁠ much and roll‌​ up his sleeves‍⁠‌ for the Duplain‌⁠⁠ family?

Dereck‍ had finished his‌ explanation, and now‌‌‌ the decision fell‍‍ to Leigh.

The⁠‍ family head took⁠‍ a deep breath‍ and looked around.⁠

The⁠‍ high officials were⁠ mentally calculating profits.⁠​

Aiselin‌ and Diella were‍⁠ looking at him​ with eyes shining‍⁠⁠ with expectation.

These‌​ two had already‌​ fallen completely to‌‍ Dereck’s eloquence and​​ ambition.

During‌ Duplain’s darkest times,⁠⁠‌ they had been‌‌⁠ the only flowers‌⁠​ still shining.

If​ these two defended‍⁠ Dereck in unison,‌‍ it would be​​​ difficult for Leigh‍‍​ to refuse.

“We⁠​ already owe quite​ a lot to‍⁠⁠ the Ravenclaw barony,‌‌​ so we can’t⁠ reject him.”

Leigh⁠ answered firmly, and⁠ added.

“However,‍ it would be‌​ good if we⁠ could have a say in the​ specific direction of⁠‌ the project. Bringing​ additional facilities to​ the Duplain territory‍‍ requires more consideration.”‌‌

“I’ll‍⁠​ leave the main‍ matters in the‍​⁠ hands of the‌ Duplain family.”

“Alright.”‌

Aiselin‍ and Diella lit⁠ up with joy.​​

They⁠‌⁠ seemed delighted at⁠⁠⁠ the thought of‌​‌ working with Dereck⁠ within their territory.⁠

‘…’⁠

Seeing⁠ his sisters, Leigh​​ thought seriously.

The⁠ flowers of Duplain‌‌ have already fallen⁠ to this young⁠⁠ baron.

Leigh,‌‍ always dedicated to‍‌​ training, had little⁠​ intuition for such​‍ things, but it​​ was impossible not‍ to notice with​ how obvious it‍⁠‍ was.

“Dereck,⁠ how do we​ proceed with the​ concrete plan?”

“Dereck!‍⁠‍ If we’re going​‌ to hold training‍ within the Duplain‌ territory… c-can I attend too, right…?⁠ It’s much more​ useful than those⁠​‌ boring philosophy classes⁠ at the Rose‌⁠‍ Hall…”

Watching‍‍‌ his sisters speak‍⁠ excitedly to the​​​ injured mage.

Leigh‌⁠ felt a chill.⁠

‘…But⁠‌ doesn’t Dereck already⁠⁠⁠ have a partner?’‌

Watching​ his two sisters‍ with flushed cheeks.​

Leigh‍ swallowed hard.

‘They’re‌ walking a thorny​‍ path, my poor‍​⁠ little sisters…’

He‍⁠ couldn’t decide whether‍ to support them⁠‍‍ or stop them.⁠‍

As​ the expansion plan‍‌ progressed, Dereck’s workload‌⁠ naturally increased.

Naturally,​ most of the​ detailed work would‌​ be handled together‍​‌ with Aiselin while‍ he remained in‌‌​ the Duplain mansion.⁠

“Much​ of the Duplain​‌‍ territory is fertile‍ and has good‌‍ weather, so it’s‌⁠ suitable for an‌​ academic site. But⁠‌‌ compared to its⁠⁠ former glory, the‌​ scale has decreased‍​‍ too much—there’s a lot to consider.”​

“Miss‌ Aiselin will know‍‌ the details best.‌‌ Recommend several suitable​​‌ candidates.”

“Yes.⁠​‌ And regarding staff⁠‌‌ hiring, I should‌​ also review…”

When​​‍ the meeting with‌ Leigh ended, Aiselin,​⁠⁠ with a glowing‌‌‌ face, began talking‌‍⁠ excitedly with Dereck‌‍ about the work.‍‍​

“…”‍​‍

The⁠⁠ two walked quickly‍ down the corridor,⁠⁠‌ discussing plans.

Behind⁠⁠‍ them, Diella with⁠‌ her luxurious golden​‍ hair watched them​ in silence.

“…”⁠⁠‍

It‌ had been quite‍​⁠ some time since‌⁠ she last saw‌‌ Dereck.

Since‍⁠ it had been​ so long, she‌⁠‌ had prepared her‍‌‍ appearance carefully, thinking​⁠‌ all night about‍ what topics to⁠‍ talk about.

She‌​ couldn’t sleep, fearing‌ her skin would​​‌ be ruined.

But​ when they finally⁠ met, Dereck only​‌ offered her a few formal courtesies​‍ and spent the‌ entire day talking‌‌ about territorial work⁠‌ with Aiselin.

It​⁠‌ was natural. Aiselin​‌​ was a key​ figure of the‍‌ training center.

And⁠‌‍ Dereck had way‌ too much work.⁠​⁠

It‍‌ wasn’t that Diella​​ didn’t understand that—⁠⁠‍ but still, something‌‍‌ felt bitter.

While⁠​‌ Dereck showed closeness⁠ toward her as​​ a mentor, he​⁠‍ spoke with depth​​‍ and seriousness with‍ Aiselin.

That‌ made Diella feel‍ a strange distance.⁠

Aiselin‌‌ Eleanor Duplain. Her‍ older sister.

The‌ person Diella had‍‍‌ always admired, obeyed,‌​ and loved more⁠‌ than anyone.

But⁠⁠‌ now, an unfamiliar​ feeling arose in‌‌ her— a stab⁠ of jealousy.

Suddenly,‌ Diella puffed out‌⁠‍ her cheeks.

“Boo—”‌

Just‍‌‍ watching silently something⁠⁠ inside her simmered⁠‍‌ with annoyance.

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