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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 56: Drop of Blood (2)

Chapter 56: Drop of Blood (2)

Dereck‍ was a transmigrator.⁠​‍

When​‍‍ he awoke, he‍⁠⁠ had been thrown‍ into a world‌‌​ where he had⁠​​ no connections, and‍⁠‌ he had to‌‌ fight his whole‍⁠‌ life, wandering through‍⁠‌ the slums to‍ survive.

He​ formed some bonds,⁠‌ but few people​‍ stayed by his​ side for long.⁠‌⁠ Life’s paths diverge‍​ in many ways,‍​‍ and they rarely‍ intersect for extended⁠​⁠ periods.

If​‌ someone asked him​⁠‍ what was most​‌ important in his​ life, he would‌‍ answer: achievements.

Valerian⁠‌​ was the eldest‍⁠​ son of the‌⁠ Duplain family.

Born​ of noble blood,⁠‌‍ he carried everyone’s⁠​​ expectations and became‍⁠⁠ someone exceptional and​⁠ virtuous, fulfilling each​‍ one of them.​

He‌‌⁠ enjoyed many things⁠​‍ in a privileged​‍​ environment, lacking nothing,‌‍⁠ and he loved‌ his always-present family‌ more than anything⁠‌ else.

If​‌​ someone asked him‌ what was most​​⁠ important in his‌‌ life, he would‌‌⁠ answer without hesitation:⁠‌⁠ family.

The​ two men had⁠⁠‌ different origins, different⁠‌‌ environments, opposing values,‍​ and incompatible goals.‌

Therefore,⁠ the end of​‌‌ their stories would⁠‍ be different as⁠‌⁠ well. During their‌‍‍ journey north, Drest‌ Wolftail silently gazed⁠ out at the⁠​‌ vast coast.

Everyone’s​‌ path is unique,‌ but the infinite‌ ocean, with no​ defined routes, sometimes⁠​⁠ made one feel⁠​‌ lost.

It‌​​ was natural to‌⁠​ lose your way​​‌ now and then.‌​‌

The⁠‍ debut of a young woman from‍​​ a great family​ like the Duplains‌​ was not only‍ a rare event—it‍​ was also grandiose.‍⁠⁠ The ball held⁠ at the family‍ mansion surpassed all‌⁠‍ expectations.

Not‍⁠ only the main‍ house, but also⁠⁠‍ the nearby towers⁠⁠ and all kinds⁠​‍ of annex buildings​ were used as⁠ venues for the‍ event.

All‍ the attendees were‌⁠ notable figures.

First​⁠ and foremost, the​‍⁠ heads of lower​⁠​ noble families attended​ in person. For‍‌‍ an event of⁠‍​ the high nobility‌⁠‌ like the Duplains’,‍ sending a representative​ was considered extremely‌​ rude.

Exceptions‍⁠‍ were sometimes made​​ for military or‍⁠ imperial duties, but​ in general, it‍ was best for‌​‍ the heads to‍​ attend directly.

Events​ like this didn’t​⁠ happen often, so‍⁠⁠ celebrities from all‍ over the empire‍​‌ gathered. Even if​⁠ they didn’t manage‌ to form special​ connections, it was‍⁠​ a chance to⁠ be seen.

Just‌​ seeing the guest‌‍ list was impressive.​‌‍ From Count Belmierd,‌ led by Margrave​⁠ Belmierd, to Ellen,​‌‌ who would attend​‍‌ as their representative,‌ the level was​‌⁠ exceptionally high.

It‌⁠‌ was a decision‍‍‍ befitting Margrave Belmierd,‌ who wished to​‍ send Ellen to‍‍ such a prestigious‍⁠ event.

And‍​⁠ there were rumors⁠​‌ that Denise would​ also attend as​⁠​ a representative of‌‍‍ the Beltus family.⁠

Originally,‍‍‍ Dereck was supposed​⁠⁠ to attend in​⁠​ her place, but​ Denise hurried to‍ intervene and persuaded⁠‍ the duke to​​ let her accompany⁠⁠ him.

Knock,‌​‍ knock.

In‌‌ the end, Denise‌​ boarded the carriage⁠‍ bound for the‍ Duplain mansion.

“They‌⁠ say the Duplains‌ are looking for⁠⁠ you, and yet‍⁠ you wanted to⁠ go alone into‌⁠ the tiger’s den?‌ Dereck, I’m going​ with you—just help‌​​ me out a little.”

In⁠ truth, if she⁠‍ was so worried,⁠ she shouldn’t have‌ sent Dereck at‌​ all. But given‌ her connections, she‌⁠⁠ couldn’t avoid it⁠‍ entirely.

The​ Duplains treated him⁠‌ like a VIP,‌⁠ and the Belmierds​‍ saw him as‌ someone they owed.‌ His influence was⁠‍ too significant to‌⁠‍ ignore. No one‌ knew how things⁠‌ would turn out.⁠​‍

That’s‍⁠ why Denise allowed‌ him to attend—on​​⁠ the condition that‌ he went with​‍‍ her.

“Well,‌‍ I’ve received a lot from the​‌⁠ Duplain family… It‍ seems only right‍‍⁠ to show some⁠⁠⁠ gratitude on an‍ occasion like this.”⁠​‍

Dereck⁠​‌ spoke with a neutral expression.

After​ all, visiting the⁠ Duplain mansion meant‍ seeing many familiar​ faces again.

“I​‌ heard many VIPs‍ will be attending.‍‌ I’ve only dealt⁠ with nobles from‌ the southwest of​ the empire, so⁠ I don’t know⁠⁠ anyone from other​‍ regions.”

“I’m‌​ not much different.‌ In other regions,⁠​ there’s usually just⁠ one powerful family‍ dominating everything. It’s‍ not as crowded⁠‌ as it is⁠‌ in the southwest.”‍⁠

Denise‌ gathered her silver⁠‍​ hair and began⁠‍ calmly braiding it.​ She seemed bored‍⁠ by the long​ journey. In the​‌ end, conversation was⁠ all there was‌⁠‍ to do.

“It’s‍​ impossible to remember‍ all the guests.​ Just focus on‍ the important figures.​​​ They say someone‌⁠ named Lord Roilak​ from the North‌ will attend… and⁠‍‍ from the East,‍ Lady Freya, of​‌​ Prince Elvester’s family,​‍ will be there.”​

“…Prince‌‍‌ Elvester’s family?”

“Yes.​⁠ Why? Do you⁠ know them? I doubt you know‍​⁠ any nobles from‍‌‍ the opposite end‍‌‍ of the continent…”‌​​

Indeed,⁠ Dereck had rarely⁠ left the southwest.⁠​⁠

But⁠‌​ the name of‌ the Elvester family‍‌ was familiar to⁠⁠ him. It had‍​ been a long‍‍‍ time since then.‌⁠⁠

“A‍ letter has arrived⁠ from Margrave Elvester.‍ They’re requesting that⁠ I be assigned‌​ as a private‌ tutor in their‍‍ lands.”

“…That’s⁠⁠‌ the family where​⁠‍ my mentor lives.”‍⁠‍

“Mentor?‌ You mean Drest⁠‍‍ Wolftail?”

“No.​‌ There was someone​‍ before him. The‍⁠ one who helped‍‌​ me awaken my‌⁠‌ magic.”

“Really?‍‍​ Dereck’s past seems‍​‌ to have many​‌​ layers.”

There⁠‍​ had once been​‍ a fallen noble⁠‌​ named Katia.

She‌⁠ lived in Ebelstein⁠‍​ and oversaw Dereck’s​‍​ magical training for​⁠​ several years before‍‍ moving to the⁠‍ Elvester family.

If‌‌‍ it was Lady‍‌​ Freya from that​⁠⁠ same family, she‍⁠‍ was undoubtedly Katia’s​​⁠ disciple.

“She​‌ was taught by‍‍‌ the same master⁠ I had. I’d‍ like to see⁠​​ her at least​⁠ once.”

“Lady⁠‍ Freya? They say‍ she’s kind and‍⁠‍ respected in the‌​⁠ East… but I’ve‍ never met her‌‌​ personally. Events like‌‌⁠ Lady Diella’s social​​‌ debut don’t happen‌​ often.”

A ball of this‍‌ scale hadn’t been​​ seen since Aiselin’s‌‍ debut, but it‌‌ seemed Lady Freya​ hadn’t attended that​ event.

“So​⁠‌ in a way,‍‍ she’s like your‌ senior? Even if⁠⁠ you’ve never met.”⁠

“That’s⁠ right. If she’s‍ been with Katia‌‍ for a long​‌ time, she’s likely‍ quite skilled.”

“I​ haven’t heard much​⁠‌ about her magic…”​​⁠

Sometimes⁠ letters from Katia‍ still arrived from‌ the house of‍⁠​ Prince Elvester.

Though​⁠‍ less frequent now,‌‍ they still exchanged⁠‍‍ at least one​ letter a year.​‌‌ Those letters were⁠⁠ always full of‌ praise for Lady‌​ Freya, so she​⁠ didn’t seem like‍ a bad person.⁠

In‍‌ addition, prominent figures​‌ like Lord Melverot’s‌‌ uncle, Lord Robenkheim​‍‍ from the North,‌⁠‍ Lady Adelen representing‍⁠​ Lord Delos of⁠ the South, and‍​ from the imperial‍⁠⁠ family, Chancellor Poloncourt⁠‌​ and Chief Magic‍⁠ Advisor Kohella would‌ also be attending.⁠​

Each‌‌‌ of them was⁠ a key figure,‍‌ responsible for hundreds‌‍‍ or thousands of⁠‍⁠ people.

Most​‌ would attend as⁠​​ representatives, but their‍ presence alone could⁠‌ influence the direction‍ of the nation.‍⁠‍

“Lady​‌ Ellen will also‌‌⁠ be at the‌​ ball, and I must greet Lady‌ Aiselin separately. I can’t address Grand⁠‌​ Duke Duplain directly…​​ but if the‍ chance arises, I’d⁠‍ also like to‌​ greet Lady Diella,⁠⁠ the star of‌⁠⁠ the event.”

“…”⁠

“I⁠⁠‍ also need to‌‌⁠ thank Butler Delron⁠​‌ and Head Maid‌​​ Katarina, who helped⁠​⁠ me… It would‍‍​ be nice to​⁠‍ ask Lady Freya‌‍ about Katia’s well-being,‌ but since I don’t know her⁠​⁠ personally, I can’t‍ just approach her…”‌

“Dereck…​ from what you’re‍‌ saying, you already‍​‌ sound like a noble.”

“…Well,‍‍ there’s no point​‌ in overstepping my​⁠⁠ limits.”

“No,‌‍ it seems you‌⁠ already have a broader network than​​ most lower nobles.”⁠

Denise‍ crossed her arms⁠⁠ and grumbled.

Of⁠‌ course, Dereck had‌ built many connections‍ while active in‍ Ebelstein’s noble circles.​‌⁠

He’d‍ made friends among‌‍‍ members of the‌‌‍ Beldern Mercenary Corps​‌ and other mercenaries‌‌ from tavern districts…‌‍ Even lower-ranking nobles⁠‍ in Ebelstein might‌ envy his connections.‌

What’s​‌‍ more, his magical‌⁠​ skills had reached‍‍ a considerable level.​‌‌

Although​‌ not widely known,⁠⁠ Dereck had already‍⁠⁠ surpassed the level⁠ of a 3-star⁠ mage. Considering his​ age, even high-ranking​⁠‌ nobles took note⁠​‍ of him.

Without‍‍⁠ the backing of​‍ a powerful family,⁠‌ his personal safety​‌ had already become​‌​ a real concern.​‌⁠

“With⁠⁠​ your magic skills​ and the ease​‌⁠ with which you‌ navigate noble society…⁠‌ if you earn⁠ a few more​⁠ achievements, you might​ even receive a title.”

“Well…​‍ It’s not something‌ I should say‌ in front of‌⁠‍ a noble, but​ I’ve heard that​‌‍ the high nobility‌‍​ is so conservative‍ and exclusive that​‍ even the emperor‌ is reluctant to‌‌‌ grant new titles.”‍‍⁠

“Well,‌‍⁠ it’s well known⁠‍ that Emperor Guttrel​​ always keeps a close eye on‍‌ the high nobility…‌ But you never‍‍ know.”

Dereck,‌​ resting his chin‌​​ on his hand,‌‌‌ paused in thought‌⁠ before speaking.

“Well,‍⁠‌ nobility isn’t for‍​​ me.”

“I⁠​‍ don’t think so⁠ either.”

For​‌⁠ some reason, Denise​ burst out laughing.‍

Although‌ she didn’t particularly⁠⁠ enjoy social events,⁠‌ this was the⁠​‍ first time she‌‍ was attending a formal one alongside⁠ Dereck.

For‌ some unknown reason,‍ she was excited,‌⁠ taking deep breaths.‍​⁠ Her lack of⁠⁠​ formality was a stark contrast to‍‍​ her usual self.⁠‌

Dereck‍⁠ looked at her‍​‍ and gave a sheepish smile.

***​‍

“It’s‌‍⁠ been a long‍‍‌ time, Lady Katarina.”‌

When‌⁠ Dereck handed over⁠ his belongings and​‍‌ greeted her, Steward⁠‍ Katarina bowed her⁠​‌ head and received‍ them.

In​‍‍ truth, she wasn’t​⁠​ someone who would⁠‌‌ bow to a mercenary of common‌‌⁠ birth, but at​ least in the​‍ Duplain household, Dereck‌‍ was treated almost​‌‌ like a minor⁠⁠ noble.

Realizing⁠ this, Denise, who‍⁠ stepped down from‌⁠‍ the carriage alongside⁠ Dereck, was taken‍ aback.

“The​ steward of House⁠ Duplain shows you‍​ respect? You really‌ do have a reputation, don’t you?”​

The​ steward of this​ mansion did not‌​ bow easily. She​ was one of⁠⁠‌ the faces that‍⁠ represented the household.​

“It‌​ is a great​‌ honor to have⁠​‌ the young lady‍​‍ of House Beltus​⁠ visiting us. His​​ Grace the Duke⁠ of Duplain is‍‌‌ currently receiving guests​⁠ in his office.‌⁠‍ It would be‍​ a pleasure to‌​​ welcome you and​⁠ exchange greetings during​‌⁠ the ball, but​​​ for now, he⁠⁠ is quite busy,‌‌‍ so I suggest⁠‌ visiting him after⁠ dinner.”

“Yes,⁠‌ thank you. It​‌ seems the ball‌ hasn’t started yet.⁠ Could you prepare⁠​ a room for​‍ us?”

“Of‌‌ course. Please rest​​​ comfortably in the​ west wing lounge.‍‍ We will prepare‌ separate rooms for​ you, so please‍ follow the guidance‍‌ of the staff‌ in the west‌‍⁠ wing.”

The​⁠ main entrance of‌⁠​ the Duplain mansion​ was crowded with‍‍ luxurious, majestic carriages.‌⁠

Each‍‍ family had sent‌​⁠ their most beautiful⁠ carriage, striving not⁠‌ to be outdone—as​ if competing to​ show off their⁠‌ attire.

Dereck​​‍ watched the scene​⁠ in silence, nodded,‌ and then entered​​​ the Duplain mansion,‍ as if being​⁠ drawn inside.

Although​‍​ he knew the​ layout of the‍‌ mansion, something about‍ today felt a little different.

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