Indra Translations
Navigation
Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 177: Seat of Thorns (5)

Chapter 177: Seat of Thorns (5)

The‍ construction date of‌‍ the Ravenclaw Academy‍ had already been​​ set.

“Hm…”​‍

While‌ spending his recovery‍ period treating the⁠‍‍ serious wound to‍‌ his shoulder, Dereck⁠ rested his chin‌‌ on his hand‌⁠ as he read​​ the letter that​ had arrived from‌⁠⁠ Aiselin.

It‌​‌ had already been​​ about four days⁠​‍ since, due to​‍‍ Kalimford’s mistake, he⁠‍‍ had suffered that⁠‌ severe injury.

The⁠⁠​ wound to Dereck’s​ shoulder was deeper⁠‍ than he had‍​⁠ thought, and it​‍‍ would not heal​​‍ just by resting​ for a few​⁠​ days.

Although​⁠‌ Dereck possessed a recovery ability so‌ outstanding that any‌⁠ ordinary person would​​ click their tongue‍ in amazement just⁠‍ by seeing it,‌ thinking that he​‍‌ could recover easily​ after taking a spell head-on from⁠‍ the great mage‌ Kalimford had undoubtedly⁠​ been naïve.

‘I‌ want to go‌‍ over that sensation‍⁠ from back then‍‍ at least one⁠‌ more time… but‌‌​ my body won’t⁠‌ respond.’

Dereck’s‌‌‌ mind was completely​‌​ occupied by that‍‌‍ magical fervor he​‍‌ had felt while‌‍​ exchanging spells with⁠‍ Kalimford.

If‌ he could train‌ just one more‌‌ time, he was​ certain he would‌‌‍ be able to⁠⁠ glimpse a new​​⁠ level.

With‍‌⁠ that obsessive thought,​‌‌ he tried to​‍⁠ recover by any​‍ means, but things‌​ were not progressing‍ as he had​​⁠ hoped.

During‍​‍ the days he​ spent confined to‌‍‌ bed, the servants‌‌ of the ducal⁠⁠ house of Rochester​​​ attended to him‍​ with a devotion⁠ so excessive it​‌‍ bordered on uncomfortable.‍‌⁠

Fearing‌⁠​ that something might‌‍ happen to Dereck,⁠‍ they took turns⁠​ watching over him⁠‍ every hour, to⁠​⁠ the point that‌‌ it made him‌ want to tell‌‌ them there was​‌‍ no need to‌‌ exaggerate so much.‍‌⁠

When​ Siern had nothing‌‌ to do within‌‌​ the duchy, she‌‍ stayed stuck to‌ Dereck like a limpet, and both⁠⁠‍ the head butler‌ and the head‍‍‍ maid personally came⁠ every day to​ check on his‍​​ physical condition.

And‍ on top of​ that.

The‍⁠ great mage Kalimford‌ visited the room⁠ daily to ask‍ about his condition,⁠​ and Melverot, from‌ time to time,⁠​‌ made sure on​ his own that‌ he was not​​ experiencing any discomfort.‌

‘…’⁠⁠

Put​ bluntly, it was‍​ like sitting on‍ a bed of​‍ thorns.

Dereck,‌⁠‍ who had suffered‌​⁠ even more serious‍ injuries in the​‌ past, knew that‌‌ by eating well⁠​ and sleeping enough,‌‍⁠ flesh returned quickly​‌⁠ and recovery was​​ usually fast.

Because‌⁠‍ of that, the⁠⁠⁠ ducal house of‍‌‌ Rochester treating him​‍ as if he​ were a piece‍‍ of glass and​‌‌ checking even the​‌​ most insignificant detail‍‌⁠ was unbearably uncomfortable.‌

‘This‌ really is a true seat of‌ thorns.’

Clutching‍ his shoulder tightly,​‌‍ Dereck organized his​⁠⁠ thoughts while reading​ Aiselin’s letter.

The⁠‌‍ frigid climate of⁠ the north was‌‌‍ already harsh enough​​ to hinder recovery,⁠‌ and sitting there‌ all day, surrounded⁠ by people who⁠⁠ would not stop‌‌⁠ monitoring his physical​‍ condition, was on​‌‍ the verge of⁠⁠⁠ driving him into‍‍ neurosis.

‘Judging‍‍​ by the situation,‍ it seems Kalimford‍‍‌ also has no⁠ intention of using​ his full strength​‍ against me again.’⁠

Every​‌ time he saw​‌ Dereck and Siern,​‍ Kalimford ended up​​ drenched in cold​‌‍ sweat.

Ever‍‌‌ since he understood‌ that, if he⁠ injured Dereck recklessly,‌ Siern would not‌ stand by idly,‌‌ he seemed to⁠‌​ have lost any‌‍‍ intention of treating​​​ him with pressure‌⁠ or severity.

That‌⁠ Siern could make‌‌ two six-star mages‍ break out in‍‍‌ cold sweat with​​‍ just a few‍‌ looks once again‍⁠ made her presence‍⁠ impressive.

‘Come‌​‌ to think of‍‌ it, I’ve also⁠‍ left my territory​‌‌ unattended for far​ too long.’

As‍‌‍ always, Siern was‌ sitting in the‌‌‌ armchair beside the‌ fireplace, breathing softly.​‍

Through‌​ the window beyond,​‌ the territory of​‍ Rochester was covered‍‌ in snowflakes falling​‌ without cease.

If‍ he returned to​ the southwest of‍‌ the continent, spring​ would already have⁠ fully arrived there.​

There‍‌‍ would surely also‍ be a mountain⁠​ of accumulated matters‌ and many people​ waiting for Dereck.⁠​‍

He‍⁠ could not remain‌‍⁠ indefinitely in the‌ territory of Rochester.‍

The⁠‌‍ pursuit of magical​⁠ mastery was the⁠ objective and raison‌ d’être to which​​ Dereck had devoted​‌ his life.

Although⁠⁠ the closeness of​​ the five-star level​ gave him a pleasant vertigo, he‍​ also could not‌‍ completely abandon the‍⁠ affairs of his​​‌ territory.

Rubbing‍​ his brow, Dereck⁠⁠‍ took a deep‌‍ breath and straightened‍⁠ up.

“I‍ think I’ll soon⁠⁠ return to the​‍​ Ravenclaw territory. With​ this shoulder, it’s⁠​ difficult to carry​ out any meaningful​ magical training, so​‌ it would be⁠‍‍ better to recover‍‌ while taking care​‌ of the work⁠ that’s piled up.”‍‍⁠

“…”‌⁠

Melverot,‍ with his arms⁠ resting on the​​ work desk, spoke⁠​⁠ in a calm⁠ voice.

“…Already⁠⁠‍ so soon?”

“…”‍⁠

Convincing‍⁠⁠ a daughter who⁠‌‍ had returned home​ to stay one‌‍ more day was​ almost a natural⁠⁠ duty of parents.‍​​

Both⁠ Melverot and Kalimford‍‍ seemed to want‍​ to keep Siern⁠⁠ a little longer​⁠ whenever Dereck mentioned‍ that it was‍​⁠ time to return.​⁠​

It​‌⁠ was not a final farewell, and‍​‌ once the procedures​⁠‍ for the academy’s‌ construction were concluded⁠​ and another rest⁠​ period arrived, they​ would see each​ other again.

Even​‍ so, Melverot frowned‍⁠⁠ and spoke in​ a cold tone.⁠

“I⁠ told you that‌​⁠ if there was​‍​ anything that made‍ you uncomfortable during‍⁠‌ your stay, you​‍​ should say so‌ clearly.”

Although⁠ by its phrasing‍⁠ it almost sounded​​​ like a threat,‌⁠‌ the hidden message‍‍ in his words‌⁠‌ was curiously considerate,‍ enough to confuse⁠​ anyone hearing it‍ for the first‍‌ time.

Of‌‍⁠ course, Dereck, who​ already knew Melverot’s​ two-faced nature well,​​ chose his words‍ carefully.

“There’s⁠ nothing in particular.⁠‍ As I said,‍‌⁠ there are matters‌ piled up in‌⁠⁠ my territory, and​⁠ in this condition​‌ it’s difficult to‌​ continue magical training.‍ For now, I want to prioritize‌ what I must⁠‌ do.”

“So​⁠‌ you plan to⁠‌ seriously set the⁠ Ravenclaw Academy in‌‍ motion.”

“The⁠ scale is ordinary,​‍​ but those enrolling⁠‌ are, without exception,‌​ young ladies from‍‍ very prominent noble​​​ families. There is‌ much to prepare.”⁠‍⁠

“I​ have no choice⁠​ but to warn‌ you not to⁠​⁠ neglect Siern.”

“That…⁠ of course.”

On​​‌ this trip to‌‌ the territory of​⁠‌ Rochester, Dereck understood​ something with absolute​ clarity.

It⁠‍ didn’t matter who‍​ it was—if anyone‌ dared to touch⁠ Siern lightly, Melverot⁠​ and Kalimford would‌‍ destroy them without⁠‌ mercy.

As‍​ long as Siern⁠‌ remained favorable toward‌‍ him, Dereck didn’t​​ have too much‌‌ to worry about,​‌⁠ but among the⁠ nobles of Ebelstein,⁠‌ known for their⁠‍‌ harsh and venomous⁠​ dispositions, someone incapable‌‌⁠ of reading the​‌‌ situation could always⁠⁠​ appear.

It​ would be best‌ if no one‌⁠⁠ like that appeared,‌⁠​ but if it⁠‍ did.

From⁠⁠‍ Dereck’s perspective, all‌⁠ he could do​​‍ was pray for⁠​‍ their eternal rest.​

“I’ll⁠ send the report‌‍‍ documents to the‍ center of the​⁠ continent. The construction‍ of the Ravenclaw‌‌ Academy has the⁠ approval of the‍‍ central nobles, but‍ those old men​‍ change their minds‌‍‌ easily.”

“On‍ that point, Lady‌ Kohella has already‌‌ reviewed everything, so‌ there shouldn’t be⁠‍ a problem.”

“That​ sinister old woman​⁠‌ gave her approval…?⁠⁠​ She’s not someone​‌⁠ with easy tastes.‍ That means your‌‍​ value has increased​⁠ as well.”

When‌⁠ Dereck inclined his⁠⁠ head, Melverot crossed‌ his arms and‌‍ sighed.

His‍⁠ silver hair, quite‌​ long for a man, fell over​⁠ his noble attire.​​‌

He​‌​ had a lofty⁠‍ and arrogant expression,​‌ but considering his​⁠⁠ abilities, it was​ not unfounded arrogance.⁠​‌

Melverot⁠ observed Dereck in‌‌ silence and then‍ added.

“If‍‍‍ even Kohella has​‍‍ taken notice of‍‍⁠ your existence, whether‍‍​ you like it⁠‌‍ or not, you’ll‌ end up reaching‌ even greater heights.”⁠⁠

“…”‌​

“It’s⁠ not just Fina,​​ but also Drest.⁠ If you knew‍ that six-star mages⁠​⁠ scattered across the‍ continent value you‌​ this highly, the‍ central nobles won’t​‍‍ remain idle. This⁠ is a different⁠​​ kind of movement‌ from that old‌⁠ woman Kohella.”

Regarding⁠‍​ the nobles of‍​ the center of​ the continent, Dereck‍ had heard about‌​ them as well.‍‌

They‍‌‍ were the powerful‌ figures who, like​ the arms and⁠‍ legs of Emperor​‍‌ Gatrell, concentrated the⁠‍‍ core of imperial‌ power.

For⁠​​ a mage like⁠‌‌ Dereck, who moved​‌ mainly through the‌ peripheral regions of​‍‌ the continent, they‍‍‌ were rather distant⁠ figures.

“You‌ should already know‍ this to some​⁠‌ extent. Being someone​​ promising attracts the​‌ admiration of many,‌⁠ but it also‍‌⁠ awakens envy and‌​​ invites surveillance. And‍‍⁠ the more obsessed‌⁠ they are with​ power, the more​​ aggressive they become‌‍ toward people like⁠⁠‌ you.”

“Are‌‌ the central nobles​ that finicky?”

“After‍‍ killing Noir, I myself could have​ taken a position‌ among the central‍⁠ nobles if I had wanted to.‍‍ Even so, why‍⁠‌ do you think​‍‌ I stayed in​‍ this desolate north‍ killing monster races⁠⁠ to pass the‍ time?”

Melverot​‌ rested his chin‍‌ on his hand‌ and frowned.

“I⁠‍‍ didn’t want to‌‌‌ be dragged along‍⁠ by those pigs‍⁠‌ that are shiny‍‍ on the outside‍ and hollow on‌⁠ the inside. In​ any case, you’d‍ better run the‌‌ academy carefully and⁠‍ not let the‌‌‌ central nobles handle​​‌ you however they⁠⁠ please.”

“I’ll⁠‍ keep that very​⁠ much in mind.”​‌

“And⁠⁠​ while we’re at‍ it, it seems⁠ Emperor Gatrell plans​​‍ to conduct an⁠‌ inspection in person.”‌

Dereck’s⁠​ body trembled.

It‌⁠ was the first‌‌ time he had​‍‌ heard that Emperor‍‍ Gatrell, the very⁠‍ heart of the​⁠​ Empire, would come​ in person.

A magical educational institution⁠​ on a scale⁠⁠ never seen before‌⁠ was about to​‍ be born, so⁠⁠‌ it was not​‌‌ strange that it​ caught his attention.‌​

Even‍ so, Dereck had⁠‍ thought he would‌​‍ send a delegate,​ not travel all‍‌⁠ the way to⁠ the territory of‍ Baron Ravenclaw himself.⁠‍​

“It’s‍⁠ internal information that‌⁠​ came up at‌⁠‌ the latest meeting⁠⁠‍ of high nobles.”‍⁠

“Is​ it all right⁠‍​ for you to⁠ tell me something‌ like that?”

“At​ times it seems​⁠ you aren’t aware‍‌ that you yourself​ are a noble.​​⁠ Though, given your⁠​ background, perhaps not​‍ much can be‍⁠ demanded of you.”⁠

“I⁠ haven’t had the‍‌‍ opportunity to have‌ an audience with‍⁠ Emperor Gatrell, and⁠​ I don’t know‌​‍ the palace rules‌​⁠ very well. It‌‍‍ seems I’ll have⁠⁠ to prepare even‍ more.”

“There’s‍ no need for​⁠‌ you to pay‌​ too much attention‌ to that puppet.”⁠​‌

Dereck’s‌⁠⁠ expression hardened.

Emperor‌‍ Gatrell’s reputation as​​​ a wise ruler‌ was well known.‌⁠

It​‍⁠ was said that⁠ he was benevolent,​‌ firm, and capable‌ of handling immense​ power with prudence.‍

The‍⁠ magic council, led‌​ by Kohella, answered‌⁠ directly to the‌⁠ emperor, and even‌‍ the great aristocratic‍‍ powers seemed insignificant‌ before imperial authority.‍

Even⁠​ the Duplain family‌ had reached its⁠ position as one⁠‌ of the powers⁠‍ of the southwest‌‍‍ thanks to its‍​ direct blood ties⁠ to the imperial⁠‍​ family.

Even‌⁠ so, Melverot, who​ had been closer​⁠ than anyone to⁠⁠​ the apex of​ power, let out‌‌ a mocking laugh.‍​

“Do⁠‍ you really believe‍ that the true‍‍ power of the‌‌‍ empire resides in​ that already-aged Emperor​ Gatrell? He lost‍‍ his edge long​ ago. When you‌‍ see him in‌‌ person, you’ll understand‌⁠ what I mean.​ He’s nothing more⁠‌​ than a puppet‌ who nods along‍ to everything his⁠ vassals say.”

“Since‍ when…?”

“I‍ don’t know exactly.⁠⁠⁠ I can’t point⁠ to a specific‌‍ moment. I’ll just⁠‍‍ say this: old​‌ age eventually turns⁠⁠ even monarchs who‍‍ once dominated the‍ pinnacle of power​ into miserable old⁠​ men.”

Melverot‍​​ laughed softly again.‍​

“When⁠‍‌ you see the​‌​ pitiful state of‌‍ that old emperor,‍ perhaps even Fina⁠⁠‌ will start to‍‍‌ think that the‌⁠⁠ mark engraved on‌⁠‌ her body is‌​ not a curse,⁠⁠⁠ but a blessing.”‌

“…”​‍​

“What?⁠ Is that something‍‍ you would have‌‍‌ preferred not to‍⁠ know? Like it⁠‌ or not, you’re‍ already drawing closer‌ to the center‍​​ of power. With‍‌ a complete four-star⁠⁠ level at your⁠ age, you will⁠​‍ attract the surveillance⁠ of the central⁠‍⁠ nobles whether you⁠​ want it or⁠ not.”

They​‍ were not comparable​ to the nobles‌ of the peripheral‍ territories.

Their‌​ mentality and their‌‌‌ way of acting⁠⁠ were completely different.​

Melverot⁠‌‍ stated this decisively‌​‌ and crossed his​ legs.

“If⁠⁠⁠ Emperor Gatrell is⁠‌ no longer the​ true head of‍⁠ imperial power, then​ who is holding‌ control of Gremport‍ Palace now?”

“The‌‌‌ imperial palace has​ been in shambles⁠ for a long​‍‍ time. In the‍‌‍ magical sphere, Kohella‌ controls everything, but⁠‌‌ in the other‌⁠‌ fields each faction‌ watches the others‌ from their own‍‍ palaces, waging a silent war. That’s⁠‌⁠ why I can’t‍‌‌ clearly point to⁠‌​ a single one,‍⁠⁠ but…”

Heaven‍⁠‌ and earth, only‌‌⁠ I exist.

There‌‌‍ was no description‌​‌ more fitting for‌​⁠ Melverot.

He​‍⁠ was one of‌ the greatest mages‌‍‍ in history, the​⁠​ hero who killed⁠‍​ Noir and saved‌⁠ the continent.

Even​‌‍ so, Dereck never​​ imagined he would‌ utter the following‍​⁠ words.

“You’d​‌​ do well never⁠ to approach Princess⁠ Roselin. She is⁠ the closest to‍‍‌ imperial power, but‍‍‍ also the one⁠​‍ who despises mages​ the most.”

“Is⁠ it possible to​ hate mages in‍‍⁠ this era? Most⁠‌‌ influential figures wield‌‍‌ magic.”

“That’s​​⁠ the princess’s own‌‍‍ affair. How she⁠⁠ came to have​ those ideas, I don’t know. But‌ there is one‍​ thing that is​ certain.”

At‍‌‍ last, Dereck understood⁠⁠ why Melverot was​‌⁠ telling him all​‌‌ this.

His⁠‍ tone was always⁠ harsh, arrogant, and​ disdainful, but when‌ one looked deeper,⁠⁠‌ his intention was‍​​ often very different.⁠​

In⁠⁠​ his own way,⁠ Melverot was worried​​‍ about him.

“At​⁠‌ the very least,​‍‌ she won’t look​ kindly on the⁠ emergence of a magical educational institution⁠‌ of that size.⁠⁠‍ And you, as‍‍⁠ its director, could⁠​‌ provoke even more‌⁠ of her hostility.”​

“…”⁠‌

“But⁠ there’s no need‌​⁠ to obsess over‍⁠‌ it. Even if⁠⁠ she’s among the‌‍​ most influential of‍ the imperial family,‌ she’s still just‌⁠ a novice. And​​ as you rightly‌​⁠ said, despising magic​‌ in this era‍‍ is hardly a desirable trait.”

Although‌​ he had not‍ met her yet,‍ Dereck sensed that​‍‍ Melverot felt no⁠ sympathy for her‍​ either.

“Whatever⁠‍ the political struggle‍⁠ within the palace‌​​ may be, the‌​‌ imperial magic advisor‍‍‍ Kohella won’t let​​​ her act however‍ she wants.”

“…”⁠‌‌

“If‌‍ she’s left alone,‌​ she’ll end up​​‌ being discarded. Until‌ then, it will⁠ be enough for⁠ you to know‍ when to hold​‍ back.”

Melverot’s‌ advice was far⁠‍‌ more important than‍​ it seemed.

For⁠ Dereck, who still⁠​‍ lacked experience with‌‌ the central nobility​‍ and imperial culture,⁠‍ it was invaluable‍​ help, even if​‍‌ a certain discomfort‍ continued to linger​‍ in his mind.​⁠‌

Even‌⁠ so, in his​ current situation, all‍ he could do‍‌‌ was nod.

“I⁠ understand. Thank you‍​ for the advice.”‍‍

“Good.⁠⁠‌ And since the‌​​ Ravenclaw Academy is‌⁠ going to be⁠‍ built, I suppose⁠​‍ I should prepare⁠⁠ a gift as​‍​ well.”

“There’s​ no need to​​ go that far.‍ You’ve already helped‌‍ the barony quite‌ enough.”

“Don’t​​⁠ be insolent. When​‍ someone gives you​​ something, you accept​ it. Do you​⁠ think I’m the⁠⁠‌ kind of person‌‌​ who goes back‌​‍ on what he‍ says?”

When​‌‍ Dereck looked at‍‌ him, Melverot drew⁠‍ a mocking smile.‌‍‍

“The​‍‍ problems ahead of‌ you are not⁠‍‌ few. If you​‌‌ keep scattering your‍‍ attention like this,‌‌⁠ you won’t be‌ able to concentrate‌ when teaching Siern⁠‍‍ either. It seems​ necessary that I intervene a little.”⁠⁠⁠

“I’ve⁠​ already been considering‍⁠ that.”

“Do​‌‍ you think I’ll‌ be put at​⁠‌ ease that easily?⁠⁠ On this return‍⁠ trip, take Kalimford‌‌ with you as​​ well. I’ve already‌‍ told him.”

“………What?”⁠⁠

Kalimford,‌​ a six-star combat‌‍⁠ mage.

By⁠​ reputation, he was‍‌ someone who could​​⁠ not be hired‍ even by offering‍⁠ an incalculable fortune.​⁠

“Hire‌‌‌ him. The teaching⁠‍‍ staff will always‍‌​ be insufficient, and⁠⁠‌ he will also⁠‍ want to see‌‌ Siern more.”

It‌​⁠ was still unknown​ how the faculty‍ of the Ravenclaw‌​​ Academy would be‍‍​ formed, but bringing⁠​‍ in Kalimford exceeded‌​ any imaginable expectation.​​​

In‍​ the depths of⁠‍⁠ Dereck’s heart, a strange sensation began‌‌ to arise.

Just​​ as when Aiselin​ had first opened‌‌​ the training center,​ he had the​‌‍ impression that everything⁠‍ was starting to‌‍ grow too large.‍⁠

***​⁠

On‍ the outskirts of‌​ the Duplain territory,‍‍⁠ where buildings stood‌⁠ densely, Aiselin was​‌ sitting on the⁠​ hill beside the⁠‌ academy grounds, which‍​​ were only awaiting⁠⁠ the inauguration ceremony.⁠⁠⁠

She‍‍ wiped away her⁠ sweat and showed‌ an expression of‌‍ absolute happiness.

The⁠⁠ head maid, Katarina,⁠‌ swallowed hard at​‌ the sight.

At​‍ some point, the​⁠ Aiselin who had‍‌⁠ once been simply‍⁠‌ beautiful, elegant, and​‍‌ refined had gone‍​​ from being just‍​ another young noble⁠⁠ lady to appearing‍⁠​ something close to⁠‌​ a sovereign.

Unaware⁠‌ of Katarina’s concerns,‌‌ Aiselin gathered her​ ebony-black hair and​⁠‌ spoke cheerfully.

“Dereck‍​ is going to‍‍‌ be in for‍ a big surprise‌‍ when he comes​‍ back!”

The⁠ golden age of​⁠‌ the Duplain family‍⁠⁠ was returning.

House⁠⁠⁠ Duplain, whose end⁠‍​ had been predicted⁠⁠‍ even by the⁠⁠ central nobility and​‌ the imperial family,⁠‍ was rising once​​⁠ more with its‍​ heavy body.

And‍‌​ at the forefront⁠​⁠ of that resurrection,⁠‍‌ as the supreme​‍ real authority of‍‌ the Duplain family,‌‍​ Aiselin Eleanor Duplain⁠ lifted her chin​⁠ firmly.

Ironically,‌‍⁠ she still considered​​ herself a fallen⁠ young noble.

And‍ everything indicated that⁠ she intended to‍​‍ continue seeing herself​ that way until​⁠ the day of‍ her death.

What did you think of this chapter?
0 reactions

0 Comments


There are no comments yet. Be the first!

Reader Settings
Page mode
Timer
Text Indent
Auto scroll
Tap to read
Pin menu
Translate page
Select language to automatically translate chapter content.
Audio & AI Voice
This chapter has pre-loaded audio
Ads Blocker Image Powered by Code Help Pro

Ads Blocker Detected!!!

We have detected that you are using extensions to block ads. Please support us by disabling these ads blocker.