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Chapter 1

Bertia’s Sixth Month As A Wife

 

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“Your Majesty, it’s about the Silkjeet territory’s tax yields that you requested me to check the other day. After investigating, it seemed like Baron Silkjeet forged the numbers in the documents in order to cover the losses he accrued from his failed business ventures.”

While I was working through my morning duties in the office, Kulgan Derez Vladir–who became my official aide after graduating from the Halm Academy, delivered the report.

 

During his time in the academy, he had worked together with Marquis Noches–Bertia’s father–in order to weed out corrupt officials in the country.

Despite being originally brilliant, he had worked his way up under the practical guidance of Marquis Noches, the prime minister. As a result, his capabilities had developed to the extent that it could be used practically after graduating.

That was why I had him become my official aide, in order to utilize his abilities to the fullest as my hands and feet.

 

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Speaking of which, he had once acted as a spy, infiltrating the Vladir household as an adopted son, all for the sake of exposing Count Vladir’s wrongdoings. However… since we had thoroughly purged the corrupt officials by the time I graduated from the academy, Count Vladir lost his position. 

There were talks about what to do with the Vladir household afterwards. Since he had gone through the troubles of becoming the family’s adopted son, I decided to entrust the household to him after that. 

Obviously, it was still a family with a history of wrongdoings.

While the heir to the family–Kulgan himself–was proven innocent due to being a spy that infiltrated the household under royal orders, leaving the household as it was would be a little problematic among the nobility. 

Therefore, I had the family’s rank demoted from count to baron, and had Kulgan inherit the title.

 

Being the son of a minor branch of the Noches marquis’ clan, it was an unthinkable thing for Kulgan to be able to inherit any title. Therefore, it could be said that this was a promotion instead for him.

As for his position among nobility… actually, it wouldn’t be weird for the head of a family with a history of wrongdoings to be ostracized, but that wasn’t the case for him. The reason being, the fact that he had infiltrated the Vladir household as a spy under the royal family’s orders had been made public. On top of that, he himself had become my close aide. As such, not many dared to look down on him. 

Besides, those who dared to make light of him would earn others’ comments of being [an incapable person who couldn’t even gather information correctly]. 

 

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“What about the countermeasures?”

“It has already been done. The details are here…”

I skimmed through the documents that Kulgan presented to me.

Well, it was his first offense and the amount he corrupted was minor, so it was a minor matter.

Still, punishment was necessary, and these should be a reasonable level of punishment.

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“Thanks. Yes, there doesn’t seem to be any problem in particular. Well, can you handle this next?”

Looking at the bundle of papers that I handed out, Kulgan’s expression stiffened.

While he was working on Silkjeet’s matters, works meant for him to do had splendidly piled up.

Given the fact that he had done some work as a spy, he was able to work on not only official duties, but I could also let him handle some covert operations.

It was all thanks to Marquis Noches’ thorough guidance on information gathering. 

He was totally someone I could put to good use… I mean, someone I could rely on.

That’s why various jobs that I’d like to entrust to him ended up piling up. This was unavoidable, right?

“Y-Your Highness, this pile is…”

“If it’s you, you can do it, right?”

If it were me, I’d be able to finish them up in an hour–given I had the time.

…I would always get complaints from my aides, saying that ‘It’s impossible!’, though.

Well, despite the complaints, my aides–Kulgan included–had always managed to follow through in the end, given how excellent they were. 

Besides, ever since I met Bertia, I had already learned how others might not be able to do things the way I could do them, so I had already adjusted my expectations. 

…Adjusting it to the line where they could barely accomplish my orders, that is. 

“Ugh… Yes… Leave them to me.”

Kulgan acknowledged, despite his shoulders dropping. 

“Please take care of them. There is stuff that you can partially ask Charles for help with, so it’s fine if you were to ask for his hand if necessary.”

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Currently, Charles is being assigned to tasks mainly related to diplomatic relations. 

Since he still lacked genuine practical experiences, I let him do tasks that mainly could be done domestically, but I was planning on letting him do tasks that should be done internationally as well.

“…Then, please allow me to do that.”

My aides and the noble daughters that were Bertia’s aides/friends had their feelings of solidarity increased ever since they became involved in the political situation following my and Bertia’s marriage.

The other day, when I said to Charles, “All of you have been getting along better recently,” he slightly snapped at me, replying, “If we don’t unite and work together as one against the demon lord’s attack, we won’t be able to make it!”

Since when did they become heroes who were fighting against the demon lord?

Could it be that the demon lord they talked about was me? No way, right?

For the time being, I gave a present to Charles who let me hear such an interesting story as my symbol of gratitude, which was one additional work.

My gift wasn’t received with joy, but when Bertia asked me to pass along the refreshment from Lady Anne who thought that Charles seemed to be exhausted, he ended up working hard to finish the extra job given to him, so I’d say that all’s well that ends well.

“Well, it’s lunchtime soon. Tia is visiting the orphanage again, isn’t she?”

I reached out to Zeno who was tidying up the room.

“Yes. She went to visit Chaldoned orphanage today. She should return around lunchtime, but…”

Zeno smiled wryly. 

This wasn’t surprising. When Bertia visited the orphanages, the children there would always beg her to play with them, and as a result, her return was often delayed. 

“Then, shall we call it a day, and go to fetch her? …We also have that meeting in the afternoon.”

The afternoon meeting won’t be able to commence without Bertia present.

If her return to the castle were to be late, she won’t be able to have lunch and had to rush off to the afternoon meeting. It would be too pitiful for Bertia, who loved to eat, so I guess I’d better go and fetch her, right?

“Kulgan, come along as well. …There might be some useful information to gather.”

“…That’s right. Please let me tag along on this trip.”

He hesitated for a while before nodding in agreement.

By all rights, people would be puzzled upon hearing that we were going to gather any useful information in the orphanage. 

However, this Chaldoned orphanage is special.

Why, you may ask? This orphanage was established by the former [errand runner] who was succeeded by their little sister as they retired, at the same time as Bertia moving into the castle as the crown princess. In actuality, this orphanage is an institution built in order to train personnels in gathering underground information for the sake of the country. 

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Of course, the orphans who were admitted there weren’t forced. 

In the first place, this orphanage was established by the [errand runner] who said that they wanted to do a job where they could look after children, after they had grown to like children in no time as they were watching Bertia growing up from a tender age. 

Being an institution that was established due to them wanting to look after children (orphans) and with the founder being someone who was fond of children, there was no way this orphanage would support an action that would disregard the children’s feelings.

It was obvious that the former [errand runner] would refuse such things, being the director of the orphanage.

That was why, the former [errand runner]–who was also the orphanage director–would reach out to the children that seemed like they’d cut out for the job, asking about their wishes, and would provide guidance should an agreement be reached. 

Of course, the orphanage’s real identity would be easy to find out given the way it operates, which brought forward the possibility of various risks unfolding. However, the conversation advanced prudentially, and only the bare minimum information was given out in the beginning during the recruitment in order to minimize the risks. 

Well, I could just leave it all to the [errand runner]. 

I have known the [errand runner] for a long time, after all.

My trust in them made me able to say that with confidence.

“Well then, Zeno. Can you arrange the carriage for us?”

“Certainly.”

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Zeno slightly bowed his head before leaving the room.

He should return quickly after this, since the one making the preparations wouldn’t be he himself, rather he would only be issuing commands to other people.

“We will depart as soon as the preparations are finished.”

I said to Kulgan who was standing still while holding the pile of documents I handed to him. Afterwards, he excused himself, wanting to put the documents and make preparations to head out.

“Now then, I wonder what my lovely wife is doing right now?”

I felt the corner of my lips hooked up as Bertia’s figure floated in my mind.

 

 

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