Episode 21 – Conqueror of the North (Hereditary)

Even if that bird-head ate our laboon, I had to read the letter.

Upon receiving the letter, I could tell from the touch that it was written on fairly high-quality paper. It must be that money is good for sending just one letter and using the high-level paper that the tower masters use when writing magic thesis. Outside, adventurers risked their lives to catch goblins to earn money for lodging and dinner. However, to write a letter on a single sheet of paper, which is equivalent to the daily wage of a low-level adventurer for 5 days.

Soviet Vladimir Lenin said: Fuck all the capitalists. Come to think of it, it’s cold there and in the North, and a proletarian revolution might happen sooner or later.

As I opened the letter, the colorful, art-like handwriting caught my eye. You’re like a dirty bourgeois, so when young children learned pickpocketing skills to live outside, you were learning how to write colorful letters.

[Werner-sama, I am writing you this letter, wondering if you have been peaceful.]

I was at peace, but your jeon seo-eung ate my laboon. Come to think of it, I had a lot of work, so it wasn’t that peaceful.

Come to think of it, wasn’t it four months since he asked me to catch me? I thought it was some kind of personality to send me a letter like this after putting me on the verge of death.

[I would like to thank you for the gift you gave me in the past. Originally, I don’t like accessories, but I wear them exceptionally.]

After all, my sense was not wrong. Look at my transcendent sense and ability to deal with crises. This is why it was good to buy things like anecdotal novels and official setting books. I am proud to be a black cow who even bought a 30,000 won fan book to see what the characters like. Wasn’t it possible to survive today knowing that you like decorations in the shape of snowflakes?

If there’s someone who can read my thoughts right now, I’d like to speak. Being a black cow is nothing to be ashamed of, shout, shout, shout again. That way, no matter what kind of work you reincarnate, you will be able to survive. So the money I put into the game was never wasted. Because it saved my life now.

[I’m not all angry yet, but I’ll reserve a little about the fact that you left me without a word.]

He is also the Grand Duke of the North. He is very generous, and he must have been able to rule the north for several generations because of his generosity. Come to think of it, if you’re the loser of Bukjoo in the succession system, that’s right. Doesn’t he really have nuclear weapons?

[I’ve recently been busy clearing out demons in the Grand Duke’s area in the north.]

Subjugation of demons on behalf of the convened father must be commendable. If it had been right in front of me, I would have even stroked her head. Of course, she’s busy, so it’s a pity that she won’t be here. It’s so sad that it makes me laugh.

[But since we’ve finished clearing up to some extent, we’re going to go see Werner.]

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No what the fuck No, if you clean up the nobles of the grand duke like that, you can use it. I have to wipe it out without leaving a single monster. Don’t you know that such insensitivity to safety causes major accidents? It is said that one small mistake like this can lead to irreversible disaster.

Please, monsters, gain the ability of the zerg and breed them in large numbers. My fiancée is suddenly so busy that I can’t even dream of coming here. My fiancé is Jim Raynor, and my beasts are zerg. What a wonderful thing. I will gladly do the duty of the Queen of Blades, if it will be possible.

[To be honest, my political position is not yet firm due to the sudden departure of my father. So I need to get married soon.]

Who dares to question the position of our leader in the north? I wondered if I could just go and kill them all. Rather than complicated things after two people get married, it will be over with just one magic shot.

Rather than persuading those bastards and making a fuss, just gather them together and destroy them with lightning magic.

This is all because the older brother, the former grand duke, took care of things roughly.

[If Werner has the name of a hero, a hero’s companion, then I can safely establish my position.]

I am not Werner. No, I know the circumstances, but this side also has its own circumstances, so it is difficult to do this.

Ah yes, if you look at romance fantasy, isn’t there a system called contract marriage, whereby divorce after marriage for mutual benefit. You just need to use it. After all, the Grand Duke of the North is a contract marriage. Thank you romance fantasy writers.

[Of course, I intend to faithfully fulfill my duties as a nobleman. It’s a marriage arranged by my father, so don’t even dream of a divorce.]

Damn I’m a celibate To the extent of paying for romance and fantasy, you should have raised your level by just playing a mobile game.

[Besides, I don’t want to cause a dispute over the issue of the successor, so I’m thinking of giving birth to a child properly.]

I’m not even married yet, but I’m already thinking about children. Of course, in the past, I even named my grandchildren just by holding a woman’s hand. The grandson’s name is Geonma if it’s a boy, Yewon if it’s a girl. Yes, it is more correct than what I thought of the cartoon.

[I will visit you soon, so please prepare. Your fiancee, Glaceon Winterheart.]

Why? This letter looked like an executioner foretelling my death penalty. Even if she were to get married, would she treat the man who abandoned her and ran away to give her the image of an abandoned fiancée? He could just suck up Werner’s reputation and be disposed of after giving birth to only children.

I sighed and wrote a reply, tying the letter to Saccharin’s leg. Even if I can’t pay back the enemy who killed Labun right away, I will pay it off someday.

I thought as I watched the bird-headed saccharin fly away. If I get married, I might have to live like a bird in a cage. It’s fucking complete rubbish.

“What is Werner?”

Camellia suddenly appeared and was holding my shoulder. Apparently, he was worried because I was sighing.

“Sister… Melchior-hyung, you know it’s scary when you’re angry, right?”

Melchior was Glaceon’s father and one of Werner’s close older brothers. After all, it was Melchior who broke the earthenware pot of the aristocrats who had been ignoring Werner as a wizard from the lowly.

“Yeah… he’s a berserker who doesn’t care about his surroundings when he’s angry.”

“But I think I’ve found someone scarier than that.”

If you’re angry like a berserker, it’s better to just smash the surroundings and end it. It is hell to remember and store it. Should I say that it is stored and fermented?

—–

Jeon Seo-eung Opening the letter Suga had brought, Glaceon smiled lightly.

Seeing this, her adjutant asked a question. She was curious because a woman who doesn’t normally smile always smiles like that whenever she sees a letter.

“Is this a letter from your fiancée again?”

“Yes, it’s a letter from Werner, but this… it makes me laugh.”

The adjutant asked again, curious about how funny the joke he had written was like that.

“What on earth do you say? Did you send something like that because you like the Grand Duke?”

“No, you’re saying you’re sorry you just ran away from me?”

Her adjutant couldn’t understand. How can you laugh at something like that?

“Excuse me, but… Then can you tell me why you laughed?”

“Ah, the content written under it is funny. They say they are worried about my status and that they will help me with anything other than marriage.”

“hahahahaha, it’s funny that you’re worried about the position of the Grand Duke.”

The issue of location that Glaceon mentioned was close to a blatant lie. Of course, there were collateral figures who were aiming for her position, or those who did not acknowledge her position. However, Glaceon dismissed all of them as minor noise. In fact, they pose no great threat.

“No, it’s just that Werner-sama is cute.”

“Yes? What now…?”

“The engagement from 12 years ago was canceled only by the ceremony, but the engagement itself is still valid. Even so, you talk about ways other than marriage and say you can run away… You’re cute.”

Glaceon’s lieutenant now began to feel fear. It was only natural that the hamstrings tingle when the owner, who felt cold as ice and heartless, was saying such a thing.

“That… Excuse me, but I have something to see with the other vassals, so I’ll go.”

There was no such schedule at all, but Glaceon’s lieutenant tried to avoid the seat by lying.

“Yes, go.”

Glaceon knew that too, but wanted to be alone, so she allowed her to go out.

When the adjutant left, Glaceon embraced the letter from Werner.

“If you wait a little longer, we’ll see you again… My hero.”

The unrequited love that Glaceon had cherished since 15 years ago was by no means light.