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This brazen guy had his mind set on this from the beginning.'

The Marquis of Branford laughed inwardly. He was amazed at Giselle's impudence.

If it were normal, I would have immediately given a warning if someone had even hinted at such an intention, but now the situation was different.

Knock… … Knock… … Knock… … .

The Marquis of Branford drummed his fingers on the armrest.

The people in Daejeon were silent and just waiting for his answer.

The Marquis of Branford had never claimed to be anyone's guardian.

This is because if you are not careful, the honor and authority you have built up so far could collapse in an instant.

Giselle clicked her tongue inwardly as she looked at the troubled Marquis.

'No, you said you'd listen to anything. Why are you worrying so much?'

The Marquis of Branford looked down at Giselle, who was grumbling and pouting, with an indifferent expression.

'He's not usually a greedy person. He'll have a lot of troubles if he becomes a guardian.'

The Marquis of Branford closed his eyes and thought for a while longer.

'But… … Among the young nobles I've seen recently, he is truly outstanding.'

I heard reports that he had been active since the war, but I thought that people looked upon him favorably because it was a contrast to his days as a scoundrel.

However, after seeing Giselle's antics firsthand, I felt that the report had underestimated him.

'It's not that there are no annoying parts… … but I think it's okay to push it.'

Even if only for cosmetics, it was clear that in just a few years, Giselle would grow into a force that no one could ignore.

In addition, Count Ferdium, Giselle's father, has absorbed Digald's territory.

If we just add some support and raise it a little more, it will be quite helpful to the pro-Prince faction.

The Marquis of Branford nodded slowly after some thought.

"good night."

Everyone in Daejeon was shocked by the unexpected answer.

Even though you made a promise, I never thought you would actually grant such a ridiculous request!

Whether the people were surprised or not, the Marquis of Branford straightened his posture and opened his mouth decisively.

"I hereby declare as witnesses that I, the Marquis of Branford, will stand behind Baron Giselle Fenris as his guardian. The Baron's enemies will soon be my enemies, and whoever deals with him must remember that I stand behind him."

The Marquis of Branford asked the last question with a sharp look in his eyes.

"You too will have to consider my honor in all your dealings. Do you agree?"

"Yes, I will always act in a way that does not harm the honor of the Marquis."

Jiselle lowered her head and smiled meaningfully.

'Okay!'

Now that he had the Marquis of Branford's assistance, it was time to take care of the important matters that had been pending.

'That person wouldn't have agreed just because I promised. He probably thought he had something to gain by joining hands with me.'

The Marquis of Branford was a seasoned politician who had seen it all.

If he really didn't want to accept Giselle, he was in a position where he could make up any number of excuses.

But there must be a reason why they accepted him.

'I wonder if they plan to use him as a standard-bearer for the pro-Prince faction.'

There was also a possibility that Jiselle would be placed in a position where she would directly confront the Duke's forces.

But Jiselle was already in a situation where she was at odds with them.

Even if the Marquis wanted to use him, there was no reason to avoid him.

It's actually a good thing, since it gives me an excuse to openly ask the Marquis for help in the future.

If the Marquis of Branford is openly supporting Giselle, it will be quite difficult for the Duke of Delphine to get his hands on the Ferdium territory.

'This buys us a little more time. They're going to be really flustered, aren't they? Hehe.'

It won't last long. In the previous life, the royalist faction was eventually eaten by the Delphine Dukes.

But for now, the Marquis of Branford would be a strong shield.

The Marquis of Branford looked around and said:

"You too, when dealing with Baron Fenris in the future, do not forget that I am behind him. The butler should inform the royal family and each noble of this fact."

"Yes, Marquis."

The butler answered, bowing his head.

Jiselle glanced around at the Marquis' retainers.

Their faces were filled with all sorts of negative emotions: shock, disbelief, disgust.

Jiselle, who was examining the expressions of each of the deceased, smiled faintly.

"I ask for your help in the future. But why are you looking at me like you don't like me… ."

Before he could finish speaking, the others all bowed their heads simultaneously.

"Oh, you don't even want to make eye contact with me… … ?"

Jiselle asked playfully. The servants quickly raised their heads again, lost in thought.

"No! I thought everyone hated me!"

"Ha, ha… … . No way."

The deceased forced a smile, hiding their discontent.

It was an unbelievable sight that these people held their heads high in front of the nobles of the capital just because they were vassals of the Marquis.

Jiselle nodded haughtily, smiling with satisfaction.

The Marquis of Branford laughed in disbelief at the sight.

'He really is a strange guy.'

I have never seen such a shameless and blatant person in my life.

'Still, I guess it's worth pushing someone with that much determination.'

If you're asking for a guardian, you probably have a lot expected of yourself.

As I was about to talk about that part, the soldier guarding the door spoke in a trembling voice.

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"Ah, the young lady has arrived."

The Marquis of Branford raised an eyebrow in puzzlement.

"… … Didn't I tell you to come see me later?"

"I clearly told you… … ."

The butler answered with a puzzled look on his face.

"Well, I guess there's no need to send you back since you've come this far. Come in."

Squeak.

The soldier carefully opened the gate to the main hall.

At the door stood Rosaline, dressed in an elegant dress, her chin raised proudly.

Jiselle slowly looked back.

Rosalind's face was clear without a hint of redness, perhaps because she had put on makeup.

His strong personality was evident in his cold eyes and tightly shut lips.

The atmosphere was strikingly similar to that of the Marquis of Branford.

Damn it.

Rosalind walked elegantly into the palace.

The butler ran forward, delighted.

"Oh my, Miss! You're already moving. Are you okay?"

"are you okay."

"It's been a while since you've dressed up like this and put on makeup. You look really beautiful!"

"Why are you so embarrassed… … No, thank you. Thank you for your hard work."

Rosaline smiled faintly and gave a short answer before bowing to the Marquis of Branford.

"Father, I haven't been able to properly greet you because I've been so busy. Have you finished talking with Baron Fenris?"

"Yes, as compensation for curing you, I decided to become that guy's guardian."

At those words, Rosalind opened her eyes wide and looked at Giselle.

Jiselle was the first person to receive such a reward from her father.

'He really is an extraordinary person.'

She smiled faintly and soon approached Giselle.

As Rosalind approached, Giselle's expression grew more suspicious.

That incomprehensible smile really bothers me.

'You don't seem as irritated as usual, so something feels fishy. You don't seem like the type of person who would express gratitude. What are you thinking?'

Jiselle suddenly remembered what she had said while gritting her teeth during the treatment.

– This stone-throwing bastard!

– I will definitely kill you.

– You will never die beautifully. I guarantee it.

'Hmm, I guess that was true. Surely he wouldn't really come at me to kill me?'

Even without the power of her father, the Marquess of Branford, her influence is formidable.

That kind of person has a poisonous nature, so if she still harbors ill feelings towards Giselle, it will be quite tiring.

It's a world where there are many crazy people who kill others just because their pride was hurt, even though they received a favor from them.

Even Giselle acted as hot as she swore, if not hotter.

'Well… I'll give you a slap or something.'

Now that I think about it, I did treat her too harshly, even though she was a daughter of a noble family.

I'm the type of person who doesn't care about things like that, but I guess that's not the case for the other person.

'But still, I did it all for the sake of treatment. But the mood was okay at the end, right?'

Everyone remained tense and silent as Rosalind moved.

Rosalind, who had caught the mood in an instant, opened her mouth while looking at Giselle.

"Your Majesty."

She remained silent for a moment, then placed her hand on her heart and slowly bowed her head.

"Thank you. Thanks to you, I was able to escape from the illness that had been shackling me like a thousand years ago."

Everyone watching was shocked by the sudden expression of gratitude.

'Oh, the young lady is apologizing!'

Jiselle also tilted her head back slightly with a reluctant expression.

'Why is this girl so unsuitable?'

Rosalind raised her head and looked around with an innocent face.

"Oh my? Why are you all looking at me like that? What's wrong? Oh, I guess it's because you haven't seen my face in a long time. Oh my, it's embarrassing."

People just blinked at his shameless attitude as if he knew absolutely nothing.

Jiselle couldn't hold it in any longer and asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Excuse me… Are you sure you're okay?"

"Huh? What is it?"

"Until yesterday, you wouldn't leave me alone… … ."

"When did I? I don't say such harsh things."

"I will definitely kill you… … ."

"Oh my, it looks like you had a hard time treating me. I think you were hallucinating."

Rosalind turned to the maid who had followed her and asked.

"Did I say that?"

The maid answered with a blank expression, without even blinking an eye.

"No, I have never done so."

"Look at this."

Jiselle opened her mouth in bewilderment.

'You still vividly remember trying to stab me in the head with a dagger, and you're acting like this? Is this a new way of bullying?'

He spoke in a tone that seemed utterly resentful.

"No, you called me a rascal and said you would tear me to pieces and kill me!"

Chorus!

Before Giselle could finish speaking, Rosaline opened her fan and covered her face.

She spoke with only her eyes showing, her mouth distorted by debt.

"Oh, my, I told you that I have never done that. Why do you keep saying things like that that people will misunderstand if they hear it! Even if you are a benefactor, it is difficult to tarnish the honor of a lady like this."

His speech is gentle, but his eyes radiate a menacing murderous intent.

Jiselle looked at those glaring eyes and smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, yeah. I think I misheard."

'I understand that you want to pretend it never happened… … but is that meaningful right now? It seems like it would be useless.'

Chomp!

When Rosaline received a satisfactory answer, she folded her fan again and said kindly.

"Please forgive me if I was rude during the treatment."

"… … It's okay. It must have been very painful, but it's amazing that you persevered until the end."

He had endured treatment that even the most physically fit man would not be able to endure, so we had to acknowledge that.

Rosalind smiled slightly, seeming pleased with the answer.

"I will definitely repay the favor of your treatment. Even if it takes all my ability. If there is anything you need, please let me know."

"doesn't exist."

Jiselle refused sharply.