'...It definitely seemed like my recovery was slow.'
She was so sick that even white powder couldn't cover it properly. She said she was away, but the woman would be preoccupied with something else.
For example, finding the subject of the seventh arranged marriage.
Enoch obviously didn't think much of it, but when he saw the woman who kept pushing herself too hard, his thoughts instinctively drifted in that direction.
Consciously interrupting his thoughts, Enoch reached for the proposal.
"Really. Did you know what I was talking about?”
"Yes. What the Master thought was correct. I heard that relatives are reaching out to the families of the ladies who are sending letters of introduction these days.”
Enoch was not surprised by Deacon Ben's words because he had already expected it.
They had been using everything in Aratus for about 10 years as if they owned it.
Although they were stripped of all their privileges as collateral and kicked out of the capital, they were not the type of people who would remain silent.
It is said that the head of the family, who has recently become an adult, does not even have a fiancee.
His marriage was the last opportunity for his relatives to return to the clan.
As letters of introduction were pouring in, some people may have thought that he would not be able to investigate everyone who had joined hands with them.
Enoch had no intention of watching this situation sit idly by.
If there is an opportunity to interfere, shouldn't it be eliminated?
“I need to nip it in the bud before it gets any bigger.”
“We have a roster in place. However, since it is moving extremely secretly, it will likely take some time.”
So it wasn't enough to know who was doing this and which families to avoid.
In the end, this issue will only be resolved when a real hostess is found.
“Shall I get married?”
"Yes? Are you serious?”
“The situation is like this, so there’s nothing that can’t be done.”
The deacon and aide were shocked, but Enoch was sincere.
He also felt uneasy about leaving domestic affairs in charge of his younger sister, who lacked the skills to be an aristocrat.
It would be nice to have a partner to be with him, but if he could cut off the evil spirits of his relatives, marriage wouldn't be a bad idea.
Didn't they prepare for an arranged marriage anyway?
Enoch looked down at the proposal for a moment. His terms were firm.
A woman who does not need to join hands with her relatives.
Even if temptation came, a nobleman with a background and story who could resolutely reject it was needed.
However, it was contradictory that the woman who perfectly fit those conditions was the protagonist who he had consciously cut off from his thoughts just moments ago.
"Master. It is said that the convening of the vassal meeting has been completed.”
“Go now.”
There is no way Agatha Nobilis would choose him.
What she wanted now was not the unstable head of the Marquis family, but a husband who could offer something to the Emperor.
Enoch stood up holding the proposal and ordered his butler, Ben.
“Once you have the list, make a list of arranged marriages. As the daughter of a family that will never join hands with my relatives.”
“...All right."
It was about three days later that Agatha's proposal was properly coordinated through Enoch's meeting.
The night he sent the letter to the imperial palace, Agatha Nobilis immediately sent him an invitation to the imperial palace.
It was a very quick response.
***
Agatha has been going crazy for a few days. Meanwhile, the Emperor had already almost finished classifying the relatives who had participated in the raid and only had one final confirmation left.
There are only a few days left until the execution date of her relatives.
With the help of the Crown Prince, Anthony Roxiba, Agatha learned who the nobleman the Emperor was interested in and succeeded in proposing a sea route to the Eastern Continent.
Fortunately, if you go up from the new port, there is an island in the Nobilis Territory that can be used as a base.
The problem was that maritime negotiations with the Mainukor Empire were necessary.
Perhaps because this was such a pain in the ass, the Emperor had in mind a nobleman who had the island of Sychirville, which he could use when he went down, as her mate.
“What do you want to do, Lady?”
A retainer who had entered the palace to report asked about her intention.
A separate investigation revealed that the Duke of Sychirville was not on the list of candidates for the seventh marriage brought by the vassal.
On the contrary, it seemed like he had a history of being on the list of people to avoid.
“Currently, there is only one government official, but there are many people who meet casually. There is a record of entering gambling halls more than twice a month.”
No matter who she married, it was not the Duke of Sychirville.
Agatha shrugged and set the report down next to the list.
“Is there anything else? We have no choice but to pass on some of the gains and try to improve our relationship with Mainukor.”
“I don’t know how Prince Fernand will react.”
Fernand Mainumconti is the second Prince of the Mainukor Empire.
At that moment, Agatha unexpectedly encountered the name of her second ex-husband and raised an eyebrow.
"Administrator. I wish you wouldn’t even mention his name.”
“Oh, sorry.”
It was a fairly famous anecdote that Agatha was heartbroken at the time because of her second ex-husband's affair and his illegitimate child, who appeared like a volcanic bomb.
Although she only knows the world now and doesn't have any dealings with it.
“Anyway, the Mainukor Empire will be at a disadvantage if we bring up old events, so they will be willing to negotiate appropriately. His Majesty probably had that in mind when he made his intentions known to me.”
The godfather of the serpent.
The Emperor must have known that Agatha would have to step up either way and meekly backed down.
The island that will be used as a base is hers, and she will be the reaper who will make the Mainukor Empire weak, so it's up to her to figure it out.
It was nice to be able to change the marriage partner at will without having to take hard measures, but she couldn't help but feel that she had taken a beating from the Emperor.
“Ask them to discuss the terms of the negotiation.”
“Yes, Miss.”
After taking a breath, Agatha bit the administrator and reached for the lukewarm tea cup.
All eyes were on the seventh list of marriage candidates posted today.
[Marquis Enoch Aratus]
“...Also."
The name of a man who would be visiting here soon was at the top of the list.
Plus, there are reports and records that she really likes.
“No records of entering gambling halls / Executive Director Cortizan stays close / No government / Never been involved in a violent incident.”
All that remained was what he would think of her.
“He has just returned to the capital. Does he have any intention of having an arranged marriage??”
Until now, there have been many suitors, and among them, she has chosen only those who fit the criteria, so there has never been a time when things didn't go her way.
But isn't there still something to think about?
It was when Agatha was thinking about her partner for the first time and was unusually worried.
Knock knock.
"Miss. Marquis Aratus has arrived.”
“Bring him here.”
Agatha immediately stood up and moved to prepare tea herself. The rest of the list was thrown away without even checking.
The moment when a fragrant scent fills the living room.
Knock.
"Miss. A guest has arrived.”
“...Come in."
The door opened with a neat knock.
Behind the maid, smooth shoe tips, long legs, short blue hair, and a sturdy upper body came into view one after another.
The moment her eyes met with dark gray eyes. Agatha looked away without realizing it.
Meanwhile, the thought that came to mind was that the suit, tailored to fit his body, looked good on him even today.
“Welcome, Marquis. You can sit on the sofa.”
Agatha, biting the maid with a wave of her hand, moved with a clatter, a clatter.
Bring boiling water. Take out the tea leaves. Prepare bite-sized snacks as well.
'...Then why aren't you saying anything?'
It was when her upper body, which was slightly tense without her knowledge, stood stiffly.
Jeopuk-
The slow sound of shoes echoed. The man who slowly approached me cast a shadow behind her as if to tell her not to be alarmed.
“Are you preparing refreshments yourself?”
A pleasant voice seemed to tickle her ears from a short distance away.
Agatha took a shallow breath and looked back with a social smile.
“After finishing up some dead-end work, I wanted to move around a bit. Is rose tea okay?”
“It doesn’t matter what tea it is.”
One step.
From that distance, the man's wide shoulders and rough neckline were clearly visible.
He lightly stretched out his hand and kissed the back of Agatha's hand, then looked at the dessert tray she had already prepared.
“Can I bring this to the table?”
It's just a greeting.
Just because the distance got a little closer, Agatha had to work hard not to show any signs of trembling.
“Please do me a favor.”
While Agatha was preparing tea while contemplating her expression. Enoch moved to the table first and found an unexpected document.
Next to the report she had just read, a list of people presumed to be noblemen was casually thrown away.
Considering his personality, he would have sorted it out and put it aside.
[Marquis Enoch Aratus]
“...”
Enoch, who unexpectedly found his name in the first line, frowned slightly instead of extending his hand.
The short record below was also fully visible.
“Why are you doing this? Something, ah...”
Agatha, who was bringing tea later, put the report and list aside with a puzzled look.
Only then did Enoch put the dessert tray down on the table. He sat across from her with his legs crossed, thought for a moment, and then opened his mouth.
“Is that by any chance the list of the Lady’s seventh marriage partner?”
“...Also."
The name of a man who would be visiting here soon was at the top of the list.
Plus, there are reports and records that she really likes.
“No records of entering gambling halls / Executive Director Cortizan stays close / No government / Never been involved in a violent incident.”
All that remained was what he would think of her.
“He has just returned to the capital. Does he have any intention of having an arranged marriage??”
Until now, there have been many suitors, and among them, she has chosen only those who fit the criteria, so there has never been a time when things didn't go her way.
But isn't there still something to think about?
It was when Agatha was thinking about her partner for the first time and was unusually worried.
Knock knock.
"Miss. Marquis Aratus has arrived.”
“Bring him here.”
Agatha immediately stood up and moved to prepare tea herself. The rest of the list was thrown away without even checking.
The moment when a fragrant scent fills the living room.
Knock.
"Miss. A guest has arrived.”
“...Come in."
The door opened with a neat knock.
Behind the maid, smooth shoe tips, long legs, short blue hair, and a sturdy upper body came into view one after another.
The moment her eyes met with dark gray eyes. Agatha looked away without realizing it.
Meanwhile, the thought that came to mind was that the suit, tailored to fit his body, looked good on him even today.
“Welcome, Marquis. You can sit on the sofa.”
Agatha, biting the maid with a wave of her hand, moved with a clatter, a clatter.
Bring boiling water. Take out the tea leaves. Prepare bite-sized snacks as well.
'...Then why aren't you saying anything?'
It was when her upper body, which was slightly tense without her knowledge, stood stiffly.
Jeopuk-
The slow sound of shoes echoed. The man who slowly approached me cast a shadow behind her as if to tell her not to be alarmed.
“Are you preparing refreshments yourself?”
A pleasant voice seemed to tickle her ears from a short distance away.
Agatha took a shallow breath and looked back with a social smile.
“After finishing up some dead-end work, I wanted to move around a bit. Is rose tea okay?”
“It doesn’t matter what tea it is.”
One step.
From that distance, the man's wide shoulders and rough neckline were clearly visible.
He lightly stretched out his hand and kissed the back of Agatha's hand, then looked at the dessert tray she had already prepared.
“Can I bring this to the table?”
It's just a greeting.
Just because the distance got a little closer, Agatha had to work hard not to show any signs of trembling.
“Please do me a favor.”
While Agatha was preparing tea while contemplating her expression. Enoch moved to the table first and found an unexpected document.
Next to the report she had just read, a list of people presumed to be noblemen was casually thrown away.
Considering his personality, he would have sorted it out and put it aside.
[Marquis Enoch Aratus]
“...”
Enoch, who unexpectedly found his name in the first line, frowned slightly instead of extending his hand.
The short record below was also fully visible.
“Why are you doing this? Something, ah...”
Agatha, who was bringing tea later, put the report and list aside with a puzzled look.
Only then did Enoch put the dessert tray down on the table. He sat across from her with his legs crossed, thought for a moment, and then opened his mouth.
“Is that by any chance the list of the Lady’s seventh marriage partner?”
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