My Lord Who Is Being Prudent! [EN]: Chapter 206

206. Frontal Breakthrough (2)

Avenue Family’s Count Estate, reception room.

Befitting the grand Avenue Family’s Count Estate, the reception room was spacious and antique.

Not just ordinary commoners, but even Counts couldn’t easily possess a reception room of this size and interior.

“They must have a lot of money.”

Si-an muttered, scanning the interior of the reception room.

But only for a moment.

“No, more than that, when is he coming?”

He tilted his head, seeing no particular reaction no matter how long he waited.

To be precise, it was Count Avenue. So, Si-an wondered about the unseen Count Holland’s appearance.

“Surely, the report must have been delivered?”

Roughly 30 minutes had passed since Si-an entered the Count Estate.

It was time for the report to have been delivered already.

And if the report was delivered, he should have kicked the chair and rushed out immediately.

He should have come running with his face red and distorted.

There was no way he could be silent for over 30 minutes.

“Could the report have been missed in the middle?”

…But surely not.

Si-an tilted his head once, wondering.

And as they say, speak of the devil.

Thump, thump!

A thumping vibration echoed from outside the reception room.

A footstep full of anger, as if taking a stride of awakening.

“He must be coming at last.”

Thwack!

As soon as Si-an finished speaking, the reception room door opened as if it were smashed.

And an old man who revealed himself resembled Isabel.

No, to be exact, it was the old man’s face that Isabel resembled.

“It’s been a while, Grandfather.”

It was none other than Count Holland Avenue.

At Si-an’s words, Holland’s gaze, which had been scanning the reception room, stopped.

Soon, he turned his head towards Si-an as if it would break.

“What? Grandfather?”

And Holland’s voice was heard.

“Have you finally gone crazy!”

Soon, a shout full of anger poured out towards Si-an.

Si-an shrugged his shoulders once and said.

“It’s been a while since we met, but your words are a bit much.”

“Wh-what? Gr-grandson??”

Then Holland shouted as if having a seizure.

It was as if he had never had a grandson like you.

“I have never had a grandson like you!!”

It seemed like that after all.

And well…

It was true in a way.

Si-an was only connected by blood to Durac.

He had no connection to Isabel.

And Holland was Isabel’s father.

Of course, not a single drop of blood was mixed with Holland either.

So, it was a bit of a stretch to call him grandson.

But nominally, Isabel was Si-an’s mother.

Accordingly, Holland could also be called Si-an’s maternal grandfather.

Of course, it was a relationship where not a single drop of blood was mixed.

In a noble society that values ​​dignity and grace, the name ‘nominally’ could not be ignored.

“Are you really out of your mind!!”

Still, it was a bit of a stretch to call him grandson.

“What are you doing! Seize this guy right now!!”

Along with Holland’s shout, numerous soldiers poured into the reception room.

The soldiers of the Avenue Family’s Count Territory.

Occasionally, those who appeared to be knights were also mixed in.

Only then could Si-an understand why Holland was so late.

And no matter how angry he was.

He heard the sound of taking a stride of awakening from outside the reception room.

It seemed he was late because he was gathering the Count Estate’s forces.

At Holland’s continued shout, the soldiers and knights slowly approached.

They exuded a fierce momentum and slowly pressured Si-an.

And Si-an was not armed at all.

Before entering the Avenue Family’s Count Estate.

He had returned all the weapons he had through a body search.

But that was only on the surface.

The reality was not like that.

Of course, he had Megingjörð [a belt that doubles the wearer’s strength] around his waist, as well as an SSS-grade sword neatly stored in his inventory.

The returned weapon was just for show.

If he wanted, he could draw his sword right now.

But Si-an took no particular action.

It wasn’t like he came to this Count Estate to start a fight out of the blue.

In the midst of the fierce momentum.

Si-an spoke to Holland, who was full of anger.

“Is this how the Avenue Family treats guests?”

“What? Guest? I never invited you as a guest!”

Holland retorted as if telling him not to play tricks.

The Avenue Family’s soldiers and knights, who had already approached, were about to suppress Si-an.

“I am a Count of the Empire. Do you know what your actions mean right now?”

Stopped.

At Si-an’s continued words, the Avenue Family’s soldiers and knights stopped moving.

“What…? What does that mean…”

Holland’s expression was flustered.

Si-an shrugged his shoulders once and continued speaking.

“I am currently in the same position as Grandfather, as a Count.”

“Who is your grandfather, you bastard!!”

Holland shouted, but Si-an lightly ignored it.

What was important was not that.

What was important now was one thing.

“Are you trying to suppress a noble of the Empire who came as a guest? Even a noble of the same Count rank?”

At Si-an’s words, Holland couldn’t say anything.

He opened his mouth as if he had something to say, but that was it.

Holland couldn’t say anything in the end.

That’s because Holland knew what Si-an’s words meant.

Of course, Si-an was an uninvited guest.

But whether he was invited as a guest or not.

Si-an was currently a high-ranking noble of the Empire as a Count.

A position equal to Holland.

Holland was threatening such a noble with soldiers and knights.

This was a clear insult to the nobility.

The noble society and the Empire would not stand idly by.

Holland knew that fact.

“Th-this…!”

That’s why Holland couldn’t show any more movement.

In a word, he was in a situation where he could neither do this nor that.

As expected.

Status was a gangster [a powerful tool or advantage].

“You… you bastard…!”

Just as he was suppressing his anger inside.

“Who is this.”

A familiar voice was heard from outside the reception room.

It was also a very familiar voice.

Si-an’s head naturally turned towards the direction of the sound.

And the owner of the voice revealing himself.

“Huh…?”

Si-an unknowingly uttered such a sound.

That’s because the owner of that voice just now.

So, a pair of men and women entering the reception room now.

“Isn’t that our youngest?”

It was none other than Roswell and Nateson.

Dazed mind.

“Why are the older brother and sister here…?”

Si-an wondered.

He really wondered.

Why were Roswell and Nateson here?

Of course, it was possible.

This Avenue Family was Roswell and Nateson’s maternal family.

Unlike Si-an, they had a real maternal grandfather’s family.

So, there was enough reason for Roswell and Nateson to be there.

But why now?

At this timing?

Si-an couldn’t hide his truly flustered feelings.

“Why are you two here?”

“I want to ask. Why are you here, you bastard?”

Nateson answered Si-an’s words.

Then, he took a step towards Si-an.

“Knowing where this is, how dare you…!”

Soon, Nateson’s expression turned red and blue.

Soon, he burst out with tremendous momentum and suppressed Si-an.

Clear murderous intent that pricked the skin.

Somehow, it seemed he had grown more than when he saw him at the Ellandur mansion last time.

But.

“What is it?”

It wasn’t just Nateson who had grown.

“… …!”

Nateson’s eyes widened at Si-an’s nonchalant appearance.

Roswell, who had been watching quietly, also opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

“Are you trying to threaten me this time, older brother? Someone who hasn’t even received a noble title?”

And Si-an’s continued words.

“You bastard…!!!!”

Nateson burst out in anger, almost turning his eyes inside out.

But he didn’t rashly take action like before.

That’s because Si-an’s words now.

Those words were undeniable facts.

Strictly speaking, the children of noble families were not nobles recognized by the Empire.

So, they were not nobles recognized by the Empire Law.

For example, even if they were children of a Marquis family.

It meant that they had not received the title of Marquis.

The noble recognized by the Empire Law was only one noble who had received the title.

In other words, strictly speaking, the children of a Marquis family were nobles without a title.

In terms of status, they could be seen as lower than a Baron.

Although Nateson was the child of Marquis Ellandur.

He was only a child, not the position of Marquis.

In a word, he was of lower status than Si-an, who had received the title of Count.

“Th-this, this bastard…!”

That’s why he was just turning his eyes inside out.

Nateson couldn’t rashly take action.

As expected.

Status could be said to be a gangster [a powerful tool or advantage].

Of course, it was only a formal aspect.

As is the case with everything in the world, fists and swords are closer than the law [might makes right].

The actual authority and fame were overwhelmingly greater for the child of a Marquis family than for a Baron.

“Do you think I’ll be swayed by that mere justification!!!”

Nateson’s rage, filled with indignation, reached its limit.

Clang!

Eventually, Nateson snatched the sword of a nearby knight and drew it.

And just as he was about to rush at Si-an.

“Stop it.”

Roswell stepped forward and stopped Nateson.

“Sister!!”

Nateson shouted at Roswell, but Roswell did not back down.

“Don’t be fooled by petty provocations and make things bigger. If you threaten Si-an now, the Imperial Family will have a reason to step in. Are you going to ruin things because of that emotion?”

And Roswell’s continued words.

Nateson gritted his teeth.

The reason why Holland couldn’t do anything to Si-an.

Nateson knew that reason.

“Damn it!”

Nateson swallowed his bubbling insides and finally threw the sword on the floor.

I thought he would rush in recklessly.

But Nateson was controlling his emotions.

‘What’s wrong with him?’

Si-an just shrugged his shoulders once.

Roswell quietly looked at Si-an, leaving Nateson behind.

Si-an also turned his gaze and looked at Roswell.

Peaceful gaze.

Unlike Nateson, Roswell seemed rational.

But Si-an knew.

It wasn’t for nothing that Roswell was acting like this.

In fact, Nateson’s reaction was normal.

Considering the current relationship between Si-an and Ellandur, Nateson’s anger was natural.

Of course, I don’t know why Roswell and Nateson are here.

Nateson, who tried to kill Si-an as soon as he saw him, was within the category of normal.

But Roswell didn’t.

Maintaining calmness and composure was not at all common sense.

And since childhood, Roswell had always been like this.

Pretending not to be in front, pretending not to know.

He hid his true feelings and plotted things.

Thus, he tormented Si-an in a more vicious and terrible way than anyone else.

Pretending to take care of Si-an, he put bugs in his snacks.

Pretending to care for Si-an, he beat him up under the pretext of sparring.

He even touched Si-an’s mother, Cecil.

Si-an didn’t know what it was like because Cecil didn’t say anything.

But when Roswell touched Cecil.

Cecil didn’t show her face to Si-an for several days, citing that she wasn’t feeling well.

And seeing Si-an depressed because he couldn’t meet Cecil.

Roswell giggled and liked it.

Roswell, who had to achieve his goals by any means, even by forcing things, and whose anger was only relieved when he achieved his goals.

Si-an’s years of experience were not so easy that he didn’t know Roswell’s true intentions.

“I didn’t know you would come here.”

“I didn’t know older sister and brother would be here either.”

“I thought you were holed up in Ruben.”

“Managing the territory requires a lot of things. It’s hard to feed the territory people with just pocket money.”

Roswell’s eyebrows twitched slightly at Si-an’s answer.

But only for a moment.

Roswell changed his expression and continued speaking again.

“It’s fate that we met like this, how about having a light snack and talking? I’d like to have a meal together, but we just finished eating.”

Si-an quietly looked at Roswell.

As mentioned earlier, Nateson’s reaction to Si-an was normal.

But Roswell was calmly suggesting having tea time.

“As you said, you came as a guest, right?”

Roswell smiled brightly.

What on earth is he plotting this time?

I thought about it repeatedly, but I still couldn’t figure it out.

Si-an was lost in thought for a moment.

Roswell’s unknown intentions.

I didn’t know what it was…

Honestly, I thought it didn’t matter.

Even if things went wrong.

Then I could just turn everything upside down.

And above all.

“Okay.”

If this happens, things will be much easier.

#

Tea time was held here without moving the location.

In the reception room.

There was no particular reason to move the location.

And it wasn’t really about enjoying tea time leisurely.

In that way, an unexpected tea time was held in the reception room.

On the table, there were various snacks and fragrant tea set up.

And four people were sitting at such a table.

The head of the Avenue Family, Holland Avenue.

Roswell Ellandur and Nateson Ellandur.

Lastly, it was Si-an.

Si-an lightly raised the teacup placed in front of him.

As soon as he lifted the teacup, the fragrance spread out, indicating that it was quite a high-class tea.

Si-an lightly sipped the teacup and savored the taste of the tea.

Of course, there was a question of whether it was poisoned…?

But he didn’t care much.

Si-an, who absorbed the power of the legendary elixir [a magical potion].

The elixir, the ultimate in alchemy and called a panacea [a cure-all].

Ordinary poisons couldn’t threaten Si-an.

Si-an gently put down the teacup and calmly raised his gaze.

With such a vision, Holland and Nateson’s faces were turning red and blue.

They kept fidgeting as if they were uncomfortable with this situation.

Well, it was inevitable that they would be frustrated, as they were calmly drinking tea when they should have been tearing him apart.

However, Roswell was not like that.

Like Si-an, he was leisurely savoring the taste of the tea.

“So.”

Soon, Roswell’s voice was heard.

Roswell gently put down the teacup.

“Can you tell me the reason why you suddenly came here?”

Roswell smiled brightly and asked.

#

“The Lord has just entered the Count Estate.”

Hans nodded heavily at Grayson’s report.

Honestly, I wanted to stop Si-an even now.

But I couldn’t bring myself to do it because I knew I couldn’t.

To be exact, as Si-an said, there was no other way to catch Soren.

Hans lowered his gaze slightly and recalled what had happened earlier.

It was nothing other than what happened in the inn room.

‘Are you saying that you will be… the bait?’

‘That’s right.’

Si-an nodded calmly.

‘Like Hans said, even if I enter the Count Estate. It’s difficult to find Soren. To be exact, even if I find Soren… I can’t catch him.’

That’s because this was the heart of the enemy camp.

There was no way they would just watch Si-an catch Soren.

In the first place, they wouldn’t even let him find Soren.

It would be fortunate if they didn’t try to tear him apart.

‘Of course, if I bring up the title of Count, Holland won’t be able to do anything to me either. But it would be different if I showed suspicious behavior.’

That would give Holland a justification.

‘So, there’s nothing I can do in the Count Estate.’

But one thing.

‘I can stir up the Count Estate itself.’

Hans didn’t understand those words at first.

Not only Hans but also others didn’t understand Si-an’s words.

Si-an calmly explained the plan as if he fully understood.

‘Soren doesn’t know that I’m chasing him. I’m going to exploit that blind spot and stir up the Count Estate. So, I mean I’m going to reveal that I’m chasing Soren.’

‘But then…’

‘I know. Then Soren will hide his tracks and run away.’

Si-an’s continued words.

‘That’s exactly what we’re going to aim for.’

Si-an continued to speak.

‘In the past, Soren has never been caught in countless pursuits. Imagine that Soren knows that I’m chasing him. And imagine that I, who is chasing Soren, have come to the Count Estate where Soren is. Then what do you think Soren can do?’

‘You’re saying that Soren will definitely… take action.’

Si-an nodded.

‘Yes. Soren will take action in some way. Because I, who is chasing him, have come right in front of him. Whether it’s hiding his tail or running away. Soren will definitely move.’

I didn’t know how he would act.

Whether he would hide his tail or run away somewhere far away.

I couldn’t predict that.

But.

‘Soren has no choice but to go outside the Count Estate.’

In any way, Soren has no choice but to go outside the Count Estate.

Because Si-an, who is chasing him, is inside the Count Estate.

He has to get as far away from Si-an as possible.

When Soren comes out of the Count Estate like that.

‘You guys wait outside and catch Soren.’

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Hans recalled the memories of that time.

In a word, it was a rabbit hunt operation.

All I had to do was get Soren out of the Count Estate.

Then Hugo and Hans’s colleagues could catch him.

I wouldn’t be able to escape the pursuit of Grayson, the master of tracking.

Therefore, the biggest key to this operation was this.

“Can Count Si-an do it?”

How Si-an stirs up the Count Estate.

So, it was whether he could get Soren to come out of the Count Estate.

In fact, there was no safer place for Soren than the Count Estate.

A space that can be protected by Avenue and Ellandur.

Even if you search the entire Empire, there is no safer place than here.

I had to make Soren think that ‘the Count Estate is not safe’.

No matter how much Si-an came to the front of the Count Estate.

For Soren, the Count Estate was the safest space.

In a word, I had to make the turtle, who hid his neck in his shell, think that his shell was not safe.

It was never an easy task.

To make a turtle, who has lived his whole life, think that his shell is not safe.

Hans had no idea what to do.

Not only Hans but also others were the same.

But.

“Get everyone ready.”

Hans believed in Si-an.

#

At Roswell’s question, Si-an quietly looked at Roswell.

A bright smile and a calm expression.

I don’t know if it’s because he resembles Isabel.

As expected, I couldn’t figure out his true intentions.

And to be honest, it was a variable.

The existence of Roswell and Nateson was an unplanned variable.

Si-an didn’t know that Roswell and Nateson were in the Avenue Family’s Count Estate.

So, the plan was slightly off, but there was no big problem.

No, it could be said that it was rather good.

This made it easier to stir up the Count Estate.

Looking at it, Roswell and Nateson seemed to have come to Avenue for the slush fund [ill-gotten money].

Then Si-an didn’t have to bother.

It was clear that the two would take care of it on their own if they poked them a little.

Instead of the turtle, who believes that the shell is the safest, Roswell and Nateson had to think that the shell was actually the most dangerous place.

So, what’s the need to hesitate?

No, what’s the need to waste time?

“Soren.”

Si-an’s one word followed.

“Where are you now?”

Roswell’s movement suddenly froze.