If I had heard this in my previous life, they would have immediately called the priest and ordered him to deal with it.
However, it was obvious why they came straight to me instead of going to the priests who were only good at catching monsters.
Before becoming a foolish lord who couldn’t stop the monsters with his own territory’s troops, he wanted to look like he stopped the monsters with his ‘diplomatic skills’.
In short, he wanted Vine’s troops. Furthermore, judging from the content of the conversation so far, he hadn’t appealed to Vine in anything he could give her. Then, he...
“There are many who need the Saintess’s mercy.”
While I was lost in thought, the Marquis of Rogali seemed a little upset when he didn’t get the answer he wanted.
Although he said it indirectly, I already knew the Marquis of Rogal’s intentions from those words.
Mercy.
In short, he wanted the troops to be given without any price.
“Do you want Vine’s troops?”
“Rather than a price... Most of the knights in our territory are also devout believers of the temple. I am no different.”
He said with a sigh.
“So I hope to expect a little bit of God’s mercy.”
My eyes narrowed involuntarily. If he wanted God’s mercy, he should have gone to the priests.
However, it seemed that he had no intention of meeting the ‘offering’ they were asking for.
Instead, the fact that he came this way showed that Marquis Rogal had clear thoughts.
This side thought that if I could be persuaded with words, I might give up our troops. They had underestimated me, Belled, and Vine.
When I realized that, my head rose slightly. I felt like I had to straighten my shoulders which had been shrinking without me knowing.
I am now representing Vine.
The new thought prevented me from cowering any longer. Not only that, but even Belled, who had clearly noticed the same intention, was waiting for my words.
As if he would follow my will.
I wanted to live up to that trust. That was why I opened my mouth.
“Do you want Vine’s mercy, Marquis, or the mercy of the temple?”
“Yes?”
Marquis Rogal paused, perhaps because it was an unexpected answer.
I continued to speak to him.
“Vine’s troops are entirely under Vine, and as you said, there are many monsters in Vine. It means that just taking the troops out could be dangerous.”
In fact, the belligerent demons would want to go, wondering how powerful the monsters outside are, but this was a family-level issue.
“If Vine is not paid for the risk they take, Vine’s troops cannot move.”
It was the answer that any ordinary noblewoman would give. However, since I was also a Saintess, the Marquis of Rogal smiled gently.
Belled thought as he watched him open his mouth after hesitating.
Those with long tongues are those who try to deceive others with sweet talk.
“Of course. But...”
Belled looked back at me as he listened to my words that were about to continue.
At that moment, I gently interrupted the Marquis.
“In short.”
I spread my hands.
“Vine has no intention of providing troops for free.”
I had already cut off the sweet talk before it could continue. Belled let out a silent laugh without realizing it.
His gaze would not leave my dignified, dark brown eyes.
It was too precious to look away.
“...That’s it.”
Before he could persuade me, the Marquis frowned as he watched the Saintess speak as if smile knew his intentions. Then he spoke in a somewhat subdued voice.
“Countless people are praying to God and waiting for salvation in our family’s territory. Do you think the Saintess will turn away from them?”
It was to stimulate the Saintess’s mercy. But I shook my head.
“I will not turn away.”
“Then at least give us the strength of Vine, or at least a way to catch the monsters...!”
“But.”
I coldly cut off the Marquis’s urgent words.
Of course, I do not want them to die.
Even if they were complete strangers, there was no way they would want them dead.
Furthermore, for the warlike demons, catching monsters was often nothing more than a pastime. Nevertheless, I had to refuse.
Otherwise, the other families would also want ‘mercy’ from Vine and try to take all sorts of things for free.
It was necessary to cut that off firmly at the beginning.
“I am a Saintess, but I am also the Duchess of Vine. Above all.”
My voice grew a little louder.
“They say that monsters and demons are born with the same magical power and interact with each other.”
It wasn’t true. I learned this fact after coming to Vine.
However, it was widely known to the world. Demons and monsters were on the same side.
“But if the method of defeating such monsters were spread indiscriminately, wouldn’t the demons try to destroy that method?”
I looked straight at Marquis Rogal.
“That’s why I want to receive a fair price and only teach the method to those who have been verified.”
I made a point.
“To those who have been verified by Vine. And.”
My gaze turned to Belled. In short, it was a declaration that I would not provide troops to those who Belled did not permit.
“If it's not the Duchess of Vine, and if you simply want to rely on the Saintess’s mercy, then go to the temple.”
The banquet hosted by Orobas was a long banquet that lasted for five days.
Considering that banquets hosted by the royal family usually lasted seven days, it could be seen as an extremely long banquet.
And from the beginning, those who had seen the Saintess’s unexpected appearance were busy exchanging opinions.
Kuung.
Even those who opened and closed the doors seemed surprised by the Saintess’s unexpected appearance, and unlike before, the sound of the doors closing was unusually loud.
As all the people who had exited through the door disappeared, people began to chatter, glancing at the Marquis of Rogal, who had been left behind.
“Wasn’t there a lot of talk that the Saintess had too little social experience to lead a duchy the size of Vine?”
This was especially true among the noble ladies.
“That’s right. She seemed more skilled than I thought.”
“Of course, she seemed a bit unfamiliar with the nobleman’s speech...”
“What good is speech? She immediately realized that the Marquis of Rogal was underestimating the Saintess.”
“That’s right.”
The Marquis of Rogal, who had become the laughingstock of the crowd, clenched his fists white as snow.
“...”
He bit his lips and left the banquet hall with a cold expression.
And those who were watching his back once again engraved the words Duchess Beryl of Vine in their minds.
“I don’t think we should just see her as a Saintess.”
“The Duchess of Vine is interfering with society...”
The murmuring people looked at the door she had exited through with various thoughts.
It was the moment when the Duchess of Vine’s existence was engraved in people’s minds.
She was a formidable duchess.
The opening party was over. The banquet at Orobas would continue for several days after that.
But the real nobles’ banquets were said to be at dawn.
Secret communications among the nobles also took place right after the opening party.
The reasons were various, such as to continue the good impression I had made and to solidify a verbal promise.
Naturally, the Duke Vine also received communications from various families. The communications were completely different from those when the mistresses of other noble families debuted in high society.
In particular, there were no business communications that usually came to families where young mistresses or mistresses who debuted late in high society entered.
Those communications were meant to somehow try to coax the inexperienced mistresses.
Instead, those who arrived at Vine were those who were thinking of doing more serious business.
The small fry had been filtered out.
[I heard that Vine’s natural environment is not kind to humans, so there are many difficulties.
Of course, I think it is a hardship that the Duke Vine can overcome with their skills, but wouldn’t it be easier if we exchanged Vine’s monster-handling technology with our family’s specialty?]
Therefore, they naturally respected the other’s skills and knew how to pay the price.
“These are definitely better communications than before.”
I looked at the letter with a slightly relaxed face.
In my previous life, there had been many contacts from those who tried to trick me, so it was definitely a comparison.
This time... I had handled it much better than in my previous lives.
However.
I glanced back at Belled. What would he think?
Tok.
The hand that put the glass down was graceful. I thought that every movement and every look of his was noble.
...Unlike myself.
And because his appearance seemed perfect, I suddenly felt uneasy.
I am not perfect.
Didn’t my actions seem too clumsy to him? Or...
“...Belled.”
However, it was obvious why they came straight to me instead of going to the priests who were only good at catching monsters.
Before becoming a foolish lord who couldn’t stop the monsters with his own territory’s troops, he wanted to look like he stopped the monsters with his ‘diplomatic skills’.
In short, he wanted Vine’s troops. Furthermore, judging from the content of the conversation so far, he hadn’t appealed to Vine in anything he could give her. Then, he...
“There are many who need the Saintess’s mercy.”
While I was lost in thought, the Marquis of Rogali seemed a little upset when he didn’t get the answer he wanted.
Although he said it indirectly, I already knew the Marquis of Rogal’s intentions from those words.
Mercy.
In short, he wanted the troops to be given without any price.
“Do you want Vine’s troops?”
I had attended a few social gatherings, but I was not used to talking indirectly like someone good at hosting parties.
That was why I decided to speak directly.
“Without any price?”
Marquis Rogal let out a cough at my words.
“...Ah, ahem.”
That was why I decided to speak directly.
“Without any price?”
Marquis Rogal let out a cough at my words.
“...Ah, ahem.”
He seemed flustered by the direct question. It was understandable, since a Saintess who should not pursue worldly values more than anyone else was talking about a ‘price.’
“Rather than a price... Most of the knights in our territory are also devout believers of the temple. I am no different.”
He said with a sigh.
“So I hope to expect a little bit of God’s mercy.”
My eyes narrowed involuntarily. If he wanted God’s mercy, he should have gone to the priests.
However, it seemed that he had no intention of meeting the ‘offering’ they were asking for.
Instead, the fact that he came this way showed that Marquis Rogal had clear thoughts.
This side thought that if I could be persuaded with words, I might give up our troops. They had underestimated me, Belled, and Vine.
When I realized that, my head rose slightly. I felt like I had to straighten my shoulders which had been shrinking without me knowing.
I am now representing Vine.
The new thought prevented me from cowering any longer. Not only that, but even Belled, who had clearly noticed the same intention, was waiting for my words.
As if he would follow my will.
I wanted to live up to that trust. That was why I opened my mouth.
“Do you want Vine’s mercy, Marquis, or the mercy of the temple?”
“Yes?”
Marquis Rogal paused, perhaps because it was an unexpected answer.
I continued to speak to him.
“Vine’s troops are entirely under Vine, and as you said, there are many monsters in Vine. It means that just taking the troops out could be dangerous.”
In fact, the belligerent demons would want to go, wondering how powerful the monsters outside are, but this was a family-level issue.
“If Vine is not paid for the risk they take, Vine’s troops cannot move.”
It was the answer that any ordinary noblewoman would give. However, since I was also a Saintess, the Marquis of Rogal smiled gently.
Belled thought as he watched him open his mouth after hesitating.
Those with long tongues are those who try to deceive others with sweet talk.
“Of course. But...”
Belled looked back at me as he listened to my words that were about to continue.
At that moment, I gently interrupted the Marquis.
“In short.”
I spread my hands.
“Vine has no intention of providing troops for free.”
I had already cut off the sweet talk before it could continue. Belled let out a silent laugh without realizing it.
His gaze would not leave my dignified, dark brown eyes.
It was too precious to look away.
“...That’s it.”
Before he could persuade me, the Marquis frowned as he watched the Saintess speak as if smile knew his intentions. Then he spoke in a somewhat subdued voice.
“Countless people are praying to God and waiting for salvation in our family’s territory. Do you think the Saintess will turn away from them?”
It was to stimulate the Saintess’s mercy. But I shook my head.
“I will not turn away.”
“Then at least give us the strength of Vine, or at least a way to catch the monsters...!”
“But.”
I coldly cut off the Marquis’s urgent words.
Of course, I do not want them to die.
Even if they were complete strangers, there was no way they would want them dead.
Furthermore, for the warlike demons, catching monsters was often nothing more than a pastime. Nevertheless, I had to refuse.
Otherwise, the other families would also want ‘mercy’ from Vine and try to take all sorts of things for free.
It was necessary to cut that off firmly at the beginning.
“I am a Saintess, but I am also the Duchess of Vine. Above all.”
My voice grew a little louder.
“They say that monsters and demons are born with the same magical power and interact with each other.”
It wasn’t true. I learned this fact after coming to Vine.
However, it was widely known to the world. Demons and monsters were on the same side.
“But if the method of defeating such monsters were spread indiscriminately, wouldn’t the demons try to destroy that method?”
I looked straight at Marquis Rogal.
“That’s why I want to receive a fair price and only teach the method to those who have been verified.”
I made a point.
“To those who have been verified by Vine. And.”
My gaze turned to Belled. In short, it was a declaration that I would not provide troops to those who Belled did not permit.
“If it's not the Duchess of Vine, and if you simply want to rely on the Saintess’s mercy, then go to the temple.”
***
The banquet hosted by Orobas was a long banquet that lasted for five days.
Considering that banquets hosted by the royal family usually lasted seven days, it could be seen as an extremely long banquet.
And from the beginning, those who had seen the Saintess’s unexpected appearance were busy exchanging opinions.
Kuung.
Even those who opened and closed the doors seemed surprised by the Saintess’s unexpected appearance, and unlike before, the sound of the doors closing was unusually loud.
As all the people who had exited through the door disappeared, people began to chatter, glancing at the Marquis of Rogal, who had been left behind.
“Wasn’t there a lot of talk that the Saintess had too little social experience to lead a duchy the size of Vine?”
This was especially true among the noble ladies.
“That’s right. She seemed more skilled than I thought.”
“Of course, she seemed a bit unfamiliar with the nobleman’s speech...”
“What good is speech? She immediately realized that the Marquis of Rogal was underestimating the Saintess.”
“That’s right.”
The Marquis of Rogal, who had become the laughingstock of the crowd, clenched his fists white as snow.
“...”
He bit his lips and left the banquet hall with a cold expression.
And those who were watching his back once again engraved the words Duchess Beryl of Vine in their minds.
“I don’t think we should just see her as a Saintess.”
“The Duchess of Vine is interfering with society...”
The murmuring people looked at the door she had exited through with various thoughts.
It was the moment when the Duchess of Vine’s existence was engraved in people’s minds.
She was a formidable duchess.
***
The opening party was over. The banquet at Orobas would continue for several days after that.
But the real nobles’ banquets were said to be at dawn.
Secret communications among the nobles also took place right after the opening party.
The reasons were various, such as to continue the good impression I had made and to solidify a verbal promise.
Naturally, the Duke Vine also received communications from various families. The communications were completely different from those when the mistresses of other noble families debuted in high society.
In particular, there were no business communications that usually came to families where young mistresses or mistresses who debuted late in high society entered.
Those communications were meant to somehow try to coax the inexperienced mistresses.
Instead, those who arrived at Vine were those who were thinking of doing more serious business.
The small fry had been filtered out.
[I heard that Vine’s natural environment is not kind to humans, so there are many difficulties.
Of course, I think it is a hardship that the Duke Vine can overcome with their skills, but wouldn’t it be easier if we exchanged Vine’s monster-handling technology with our family’s specialty?]
Therefore, they naturally respected the other’s skills and knew how to pay the price.
“These are definitely better communications than before.”
I looked at the letter with a slightly relaxed face.
In my previous life, there had been many contacts from those who tried to trick me, so it was definitely a comparison.
This time... I had handled it much better than in my previous lives.
However.
I glanced back at Belled. What would he think?
Tok.
The hand that put the glass down was graceful. I thought that every movement and every look of his was noble.
...Unlike myself.
And because his appearance seemed perfect, I suddenly felt uneasy.
I am not perfect.
Didn’t my actions seem too clumsy to him? Or...
“...Belled.”
I looked back at Belled.
“Yes, Beryl.”
Belled slowly met my gaze.
The confident gaze I had shown at the banquet hall earlier disappeared, and a trembling gaze took its place.
Belled opened his mouth slightly.
I don’t know what makes you so nervous, but thinking that I... couldn’t take my eyes off you. Beryl’s words were suddenly thrown at him.
“...Didn’t I seem strange?”
“?”
Belled tilted his head. What?
In that perfect appearance, what?
“Yes, Beryl.”
Belled slowly met my gaze.
The confident gaze I had shown at the banquet hall earlier disappeared, and a trembling gaze took its place.
Belled opened his mouth slightly.
I don’t know what makes you so nervous, but thinking that I... couldn’t take my eyes off you. Beryl’s words were suddenly thrown at him.
“...Didn’t I seem strange?”
“?”
Belled tilted his head. What?
In that perfect appearance, what?
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