Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House - Chapter 4

Part 2, Chapter 4

He said.

 

 

“Why did you do that?”

 

 

“What?”

 

 

Marquis’ eyebrows wriggle.

 

 

What is he thinking now?

 

 

He did not even get up from his chair, and he thinks that it’s so cocky to see him sipping tomato juice in his hand.

 

 

“Can’t you be polite to the Lord?”

 

 

My second mother, the Marquis wife, shouted beside me, but I just didn’t listen.

 

 

Where was the dog barking?

 

 

By the way,

 

 

“You’ve come a long way, aren’t you going in? You’re just going to say it here?”

 

 

The Marquis silently stares at me sitting in a chair and sipping juice leisurely.

 

 

Then he suddenly began to raise the momentum.

 

 

This wasn’t about fighting anything, I laughed and left myself to the Marquis’ manna.

 

 

I put tomato juice down on my armrest, hiding behind my intentions to fight back immediately if this manna threatens my life.

 

 

The Marquis’ manna scoured me through my body.

 

 

I tried to confirm whether there was a manna heart or not.

 

 

Before long, the Marquis’ expression changed subtly.

 

 

I realized it.

 

 

I did not have a manna heart in my body at that moment.

 

 

The manna of the Marquis ran out like an ebb tide, and the subtle facial expression of the Marquis changed as if it did not make sense.

 

 

Seeing that expression made me feel better.

 

 

“You have talent for nothing.”

 

 

“As you see.”

 

 

“But why hasn’t it been revealed so far?”

 

 

How should I answer that?

 

 

It’s just annoying to say you’ve made a regression, so let’s come up with a model answer.

 

 

“Just.”

 

 

Wriggle——

 

 

“You… Insolent bastard! The blood of a lowly woman!”

 

 

When the second mother was about to go berserk, the marquis raised his hand.

 

 

“I thought he was useless, but he was surprisingly useful.”

 

 

Useless… It was already a political scene rife with manipulative power, but it feels like a comedy when the words of uselessness come out of the mouths of the marquis, not other people.

 

 

Oh, my.

 

 

“If I am useless, am I not a child?”

 

 

The marquis seemed to be rather interested in my self-talking answer.

 

 

“Do you want to be recognized as a child?”

 

 

“Now that I’m here, I don’t have to admit it. I don’t even care about that.”

 

 

The Marquis stared at me for a moment and turned away.

 

 

What? Why are you here if you’re going to do that?

 

 

“That’s right. Second Mother.”

 

 

In my words, my father and other knights and the Marquis turn their heads.

 

 

“You’ve got deep wrinkles. You need to get some care.”

 

 

“You…… arrogant…”

 

 

“Well, is it only natural that the step child becomes like that? I heard you’re afraid of water. I don’t know how to drink water. Should I faint and you make me drink water?”

 

 

I giggled and the Marquis’ wife tried to approach me with a red face.

 

 

It looked like she was going to slap me in the face.

 

 

The Marquis blocked her, and this time he stared at me for a while.

 

 

I did not shy away from that stare.

 

 

Subsequently, the Marquis turned around again, but the Marquis’ wife, who was next to him, looked at me as if to kill me.

 

 

I’m not a pervert, but it feels strangely good to be in that eye.

 

 

By the way

 

 

“Why are you looking at me like that? Do you want some water?”

 

 

When I smiled and said, the Marquis’ forehead distorted like an axon.

 

 

“You cross breed……! How dare you…!”

 

 

I was a cross breed guy…

 

 

Come to think of it, cross breed was also a fitting expression.

 

 

In my previous life, I was treated like a different race than a human being.

 

 

Anyway, I smiled brightly and waved goodbye to the Marquis.

 

 

The Marquis’ wife sent me an eye to see as if it were to wait and turn, and it couldn’t help but be so interesting.

 

 

Alas. What a harmonious family this was.

 

 

I wondered if I was just going over it, but it was just an illusion.

 

 

Ten minutes after the Marquis was out of the rose garden, Ron told me the news.

 

 

“Confucius Jack Valentie, who made a fuss in the family, is sentenced to 20 days of solitary imprisonment… … A letter came.”

 

 

I burst into laughter.

 

 

“It’s a fun family too. It wasn’t once or twice that I was beaten by the second mother, but in that case, I just let it go and now I’m going to solitary cell.”

 

 

The Rose Garden, which couldn’t grow a single force around it, already had the character of exile, but now it was a solitary cell.

 

 

But I did not know what a solitary cell is.

 

 

Maybe it’s because I did not live for a longer period with Marquis.

 

 

In a way, it can be said that staying in this rose garden is solitary.

 

 

But I was getting a solitary sentence separately? Did it mean it was impossible to go out?

 

 

Anyway, it’s a really interesting family to look at again.

 

 

“The academy’s vacation is less than a month away, and you’re in solitary confinement, young master, what the hell happened while I went to the main building to get food ingredients?”

 

 

I always try to accept Ron’s concerns with a smile as usual, but this time I couldn’t.

 

 

There’s a new theme of the Academy.

 

 

To be honest, I forgot.

 

 

I am 14 years old now.

 

 

That means attending the National Academy of the Kingdom.

 

 

‘Academy…’

 

 

All aristocratic children of the Kingdom must enter the Academy.

 

 

It was an obligation and was set by the Kingdom Act, and no one could avoid this obligation unless they were brain dead or had their limbs cut off and could not move alone.

 

 

For reference, the formal training period was a total of 4 years.

 

 

The admission period was from 14 years old, so I will be a freshman at the academy.

 

 

What’s more, now was the time to pass from summer to autumn.

 

 

In other words, I was a student who was on vacation after finishing the first semester of the first year. Wow

 

 

‘I can’t believe I’m a student.’

 

 

Sipping the juice and grinning.

 

 

Come to think of it, not just the Academy, there are more than one or two things I had to do.

 

 

First, we must find a Master as well, and we must restore the old strength.

 

 

But was I wasting my time fighting a meaningless battle with the marquis?

 

 

I could just take my time with that crap later.

 

 

Then, like lightning in my head, I began to picture what I had to do in the future like a road map.

 

 

Even if I skip everything else, I could not skip academy.

 

 

And my master had a very close relationship with the National Academy of the Kingdom.

 

 

Yeah, that’s enough.

 

 

“I’ve got to go, Academy.

 

 

Then Ron’s words run through my mind.

 

 

– The academy’s vacation period is less than a month away, and you’re in solitary confinement.

 

 

Vacations.

 

 

During the vacations of a month and a half, I had a total of 27 days left.

 

 

But they wanted me to spend 20 of those 27 days in a solitary cell?

 

 

It wasn’t the end.

 

 

It took a total of four days to go to the Academy from here, and five to six days if late.

 

 

In other words, if I got out of solitary, I had to go to the academy immediately.

 

 

“How did I live with this?”

 

 

I can’t understand even if it was my past.

 

 

Should I say that there is a huge sense of separation?

 

 

It’s not.

 

 

Frankly, it is not a big deal.

 

 

That’s how much I’ve changed.

 

 

What’s really interesting here is that the academy’s vacation was not a break for the aristocratic children, but an extension of another job.

 

 

I could only tell by looking at the Paylon Valentie.

 

 

In his case, he attends social parties almost every day since the vacation and he gets acquainted with other nobles and takes care of the household gods who supported him.

 

 

But I was not even given such an opportunity.

 

 

I can almost say I was an abandoned child in this situation, but honestly, I’m not wrong.

 

 

Just, this whole situation was telling me.

 

 

I did not have a place there.

 

 

I’m not just talking about that moment, I’ve been saying this since I was born.

 

 

Of course, I didn’t say, but for the title Marquis, I did not care.

 

 

That’s what I did when I was five, ten, and I’ve never been interested in running away from home in my previous life until I was seventeen.

 

 

I’m not kidding, I won’t take it if you give it to me

 

 

That kind of thing.

 

 

“But where’s that solitary cell?”

 

 

Ron couldn’t speak for a while.

 

 

“Why can’t you speak? What is that solitary cell?”

 

 

“…my lord. There is only one place in the family that can be called solitary. Where criminals who commit crimes are housed within the estate.”

 

 

No way.

 

 

“Prison?”

 

 

“Yes.”

 

 

“Wow… that’s awesome.”

 

 

I could not speak.

 

 

I took that solitary meaning just to get stuck in the corner of my room in the rose garden and not go out, but was that solitary cell in prison?

 

 

“so? When do I have to go?”

 

 

“They are telling you to appear voluntarily within 15 o’clock today.”

 

 

“If I don’t?”

 

 

“The knights of the family…….”

 

 

I grabbed my stomach and burst into laughter.

 

 

I just made a voluntary appearance before the knights even came.

 

 

Ron’s tearful appearance seemed so pathetic that there was no explanation, but that’s it and this was it.

 

 

So my situation now was simple.

 

 

Confined in a solitary cell, leaned against the wall of the cell, looking up at the ceiling.

 

 

“Well.”

 

 

Crunchy stone walls, and a fairly quiet solitary cell.

 

 

In addition, there were beds and toilets in this closed space as if they cared about it.

 

 

Thankfully, they also serve meals three times a day.

 

 

The problem was that the unidentified stains on the bed and the rice they provided was almost at the level that the poor would have eaten. But I had a big heart.

 

 

I could let this go by thinking that it’s just like that.

 

 

I pondered for a day in solitary confinement.

 

 

For now, it took about a minute to figure out the current situation and about three hours to plan what I had to do in the future.

 

 

In fact, I don’t have to use my head to grasp the situation right now, but I think I still have to point out a few things.

 

 

In this kingdom, where military discipline and system were held, the Marquis Valentie as well as the aristocrats who own the land can punish the landowners under a separate law called the Land Act, not the Kingdom Act.

 

 

In other words, only in the provinces, you can enjoy the same power as a king.

 

 

It is natural, but it is natural that crimes should be dealt with strictly regardless of kingdom law or land law.

 

 

But the one that the lord’s family had almost abandoned was a son.

 

 

Bloody kid.

 

 

And they were going to put that son in jail?

 

 

It was not even a revolt.

 

 

I didn’t even know that they were not locking him in the room, but prison.

 

 

Even if the child of any artist goes to prison, they desperately stop it, regardless of classifying it as direct or collateral.