KFBRV - Part 2 Chapter 93



When she was out of his mind, he would call himself Shion, Shion, and so on. If she comes to her senses, she will definitely come back to that rigid title.

"Don't worry, Brentano and Count Lilienthal are doing a good job of coaxing the nobles."

Odette asked the Emperor to inherit the title of Albrecht, but it was not simply a request for preferential treatment only for herself.

What she wanted was a complete revision of the law.

Currently, Barceha's title and property are given priority to a son, and only if there are no sons, the daughter can have the right of succession. Of course, it was not an official succession, but only a right of succession, and there were many cases where a man in the line of control inherited the title instead of a suitable woman.

What Odette wanted was for the eldest daughter and the firstborn to have the same rights. To make the right of succession for sons and daughters exactly the same.

The purifier who eliminated the plague demanded only one change of law, but the Emperor could not refuse without a cause.
To add a little exaggeration, even if Odette appeased the Emperor, her approval rating was so high that the imperial people actively approved of her.

The problem was the ripple effect of changing the law. It seems that it is only a regulation of the succession of titles, but in fact, it is the source of all legal grounds for treating noble women differently from noble men. There have been countless laws that have become ineffective just by changing one provision of the law.

Therefore, the opposition of the aristocratic council, which was composed only of male aristocrats, was enormous. The all-male commoners' association also had a lot of backlash, expecting that the ripple effect would eventually reach them.

"Brentano seems to be more interested in politics than academics. He is very good at playing with the aristocracy. After the law is changed, he can re-enter the court."

If any nobleman traces his lineage, no one has not benefited from the Duke of Brentano. In the aristocracy, which was full of people who stood by when the Duke was exterminated on such a subject, no one could take the moral high ground against Karin.

No one could argue with it logically. There were not many people who could put such a specific philosophical, legal, or theological basis for the truth proposition, which everyone was trying to do. Shion, who thought of Karin, who was dealing with a hundred people with only a clean opinion, changed his opinion.

"No, correct me. After all, he is more interested in being a scholar than politics."

The aristocracy, trampled on by logic, probably hopes that the cathedral will support them. Usually, when such a legal reform comes out, the cathedral, which is a symbol of tradition and conservatism, does not stand still.

Unfortunately for them, the Pope was about to make a statement in support of Odette. And when the situation is settled, Shion's puppets, who have a majority, will pass the bill cleanly.

"What about the commoners' association?"

"You don't have to worry about it anymore. It will be sorted out by the end of this week. It's even rarer that none of the councilors are sponsored by me. If you want me to get elected for education with money, I should definitely pay you this much."

"How many people did you get sponsorship for?"

"Education? If you win the election, you don't need to subtract five guys."

Shion was only in charge of supporting the rear instead of going to the front. Of course, supporting the rear meant intimidation and blackmail.

The full initiative to revise this law should have been in the name of Lilienthal and Brentano. When Shion came to the fore, the symbolism itself was perfect for fading.

As if the results of the reform were only possible with the help of men, there would be many idiots who would dare to discount the value of Odette's name to put Zion's name in the air.

"It's all unraveled now, so please let me go."

After hearing all the business from Shion, Odette urged Shion. She seemed anxious to get to Karl as soon as possible.

Shion sighed inwardly. He knew it would be like this, but it still hurt him to be confirmed how inferior he was right after holding Odette.

When he thought that Karl would play and win more of Odette's heart, his Insides burned black.

"It's an empty stomach. Why don't you still have a meal?"

"No, I don't. No thanks. I'll just rent a bathtub for a while."

The moment Odette says that, the knock comes. He heard a knock from the maid who came to tidy up the bedroom. Odette stiffened and looked at Shion.

Odette was very embarrassed to be found out by the maid in her presence with Shion. Especially since they treat her as if she were the hostess of this family.

Odette scrambled to her feet, trying to hide in the bathroom, but there was no strength left in her legs. Odette slumped down on the floor, looking up at Shion as if begging him to save her.

'Why are you clinging to me like this?'

"I'll take you to the bathtub."

Shion picked her up as Odette was wrapped in a blanket and walked to the bathroom that connected to the bedroom.

Only after closing the bathroom door and sending the maid back did Odette relax.

After all, the maid is just doing her job. What's the shame?

It was hard for Shion to understand, but it was a good thing for him that Odette was looking for him at a moment like this.

He hopes she will continue to be embarrassed in the future.

"I'll fetch warm water. Stay here."

Shion went to get a tin pitcher for bathing. Thanks to Odette, who was reluctant to run into the maid, Shion was in charge of taking a bath after coming to the mansion.

Thanks to this, Odette's bathing and dressing were now almost perfect.

Yes, this is not enough. Shion should be satisfied.

He wrapped the warm water around Odette's loosened hair. Her expression was excited about meeting Karl, and he forced himself to hide his true intentions, which seemed to be crumbling.

***

'It's been a week already. It's weird after all.'

Paula had no worries until she first entered the Metropolitan Police Department. She thought her mother was so ugly. However, things went strangely.

'Why are you locking me up for so long? Shouldn't we put people in jail without any physical evidence?'

They locked her in jail for a week and didn't even call her for interrogation. Paula is not the culprit, so of course, there is no evidence. It was somewhat suspicious to treat Innocent citizens.

This is because it was an attitude that the Metropolitan Police Department would take only if they were already convinced that Paula was the culprit.

"I didn't steal in! Can you treat me like this?"

Paula screamed, but no one responded to her.

"I mean! There are only people who are wronged, here!"

Obvious criminals who don't want to get involved. Only the people trapped in the bars sympathized with her.

And finally, today, the great door opened.

"Come out, Paula."

As she walked up the stairs with the guard, she came to a simple corridor of the government building.

Third Interrogation Room. Perhaps because it was a new-style building, even the name of the Interrogation room was modern.

"To the interrogation room."

Paula, who was somehow intimidated by this, opened the wooden door and entered, and the thick smoke of cigarettes greeted her first.

There was a loud noise coming from the interrogation room next door, and two policemen were sitting in cheap chairs.

"How about it? Did you feel like confessing? I called you because you are a little less violent now."

Paula swallowed. She had visited the building once to run errands for the Count. At that time, she only saw the entrance of the government building, so He never imagined that the interior would be so rough.

It is controlled by the Emperor and, legally, a direct agency under the Emperor. If the opponent is not a nobleman, they are given such great authority that they can take anyone who looks suspicious.

Once again, she realized what kind of space the Metropolitan Police Department was, but Paula mustered up the courage to fight for it.

"Can I put out a cigarette?"

Remembering the cops who took care of her at the time of that errand, Cough. Cough! She even coughed.

"No matter how powerful the Metropolitan Police Department is, how can an Innocent citizen be locked up like this? It seems that you only listened to Sasha's story and judged it arbitrarily. This is not the case!"


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