Chapter 153 – Chapter 153 the Circumstances of Each Family

Duke Siegfried came to Maurice’s mansion.
He hadn’t come to see Maurice.
That he came to meet

“Are you here?”

It was Seria.

“Seria, are you wearing a maid outfit again? You are Siegfried You don’t have to wear these.”
“This is what I was hoping for. The master did not force me to do it.”

The duke let out a deep sigh as if frustrated.
Seria was now a princess who had regained her status as well.
It was a duke who decided to respect most of her life. He doesn’t mind being with Maurice, and she’ll somehow hold on to waiting on him.
But seeing her greet him in her maid uniform broke her heart her.
Because he remembered what he had done.

“Are you going to stay here?”
“Yes, I need a master. The master also said he needed me.”

Seria remembered.
What Maurice said while looking at Seria while she was drunk.

– He felt empty without you by his side his.

The words Maurice said made her blush.
‘The master needs me too.’

So she made up her mind.
Let’s live here
I want to be with my master.

Of course, leaving her father behind and coming alone wasn’t comfortable.

However, even before it was broken, there was quite a sense of distance between the two fathers and daughters.
More than now.

“Whoa, if that’s your choice, there’s nothing you can do about it. Now it’s not a matter of me interfering…”

Duke Siegfried, who had been watching Seria for a while, opened her mouth.

“Always remember that you are Siegfried. It’s your pride and it’s the driving force that made you survive this far.”
“I know. I will always be Siegfried.”
“Okay. Thank god.”

Silence for a while.

“Why did you make that choice?”

Duke Siegfried recalled the time when he came to Maurice’s office wearing a fancy dress and all five daughters shouted that they would become Maurice’s wives.

“Because I couldn’t have won.”
“What is the odds of winning in a duel?”
“It was half and half.”
“Is that why you negotiated?”
“Yes.”
“Good job. If the probability of defeat is half, there is no need to take risks.”

The duke asked.

“Can you get first place in it? I mean, can you keep Maurice to yourself?”
“Sure.”

Seria said she was confident.
She is the one who will win Maurice’s heart.

“I will be the master’s first wife. Please know that it is not because of power.”
“Sure. You have to love I’m not going to raise a family with it.”

If Seria got her Maurice hooked, it was up to her to use it herself.

“Don’t cross the line. Sometimes I worry.”
“Haha, don’t worry. I have lived for 50 years by riding the line.”

It won’t happen by mistake.
I know who Maurice is.

“Then why did you call me?”

The Duke asked while drinking tea.

“I have a confession to make.”
“You are a confession… It must be serious.”

It was Seria who didn’t invite like this for quite a few things.
What’s going on?
I waited for Seria’s next words with half worry and half anticipation.

“Father, I… I am pregnant.”
“… What?”
“I am pregnant. I have the master’s child.”

Seria rubbed her own belly with her loving eyes.

“Child?”
“Yes. Master and my child.”
“How is that possible? The Overmind cannot have human children…”
“Maybe it’s because of the harp?”

Seria laughed.
She was a genuinely happy laugh.

“Haha.”

The Duke also laughed helplessly.
In an instant, several emotions were mixed.
What should I express?

Impression? Buck Charm? Or regret?
I do not know.
Even when she had a child of her own, her feelings of her were not so intense.
Her first meeting her with her own daughter was also her because of her first visit her to her Lilith her.
She didn’t feel it at the time.
It’s just that she has one more tool to use for her family.
She did not feel this way when her first son her, who died in the civil war, was born.

“Grandson… Is it?”
“You are now a grandfather. Father.”
“Grandpa…”

It was a word that touched something.
To the extent that even Duke Siegfried’s face became relaxed.

“I wish it was my son.”
“Why?”

Seria asked, sticking out her face her.
I couldn’t bear to say that I want to see a son who looks like you.
She wasn’t brazen enough to say such embarrassing things.

“That way you can inherit the family.”

He evaded her answer her.

“It’s like a father.”

Seria giggled and laughed.

“I’ll buy you a present later. I have a child, but I can’t just leave it.”

What gifts to buy
It was the duke who forgot about his relationship for a while and was thinking about a gift for his grandson.

“But what are you going to do?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean the wedding. You seemed to be against it.”
“Hey, opposite. You are more beautiful than the emperor, so how can you lose?”

She had some objection.
She naturally thought that Seria would win alone.
But it has already happened, and she even agreed to Maurice.

In such a situation, there was nothing the duke could do.

“Aren’t you having Maurice’s child? That’s it.”

I was thinking about a gift for her grandson.
At this moment, he too was a simple grandfather.

“If it’s a boy, I’d like to present a sword… If possible, giving a book as a gift…”

Seria smiled as she looked at her own father.

***

Duke Solarion was depressed.
Of course, Emir’s pregnancy and marriage is something to celebrate.
No, is it right to celebrate?
She may be happy, but she herself…

“Ha. I don’t know. How did you come to this point…”

She heard the news of the rebels.
The scattered emperor factions gathered soldiers and raised soldiers in the west.
However, I heard that they were soon annihilated by the troops led by Maurice.
Without a leader and a focal point, they will soon succumb.
They will be in an ambiguous state, neither the imperial faction nor the aristocratic faction.

‘Is there still a noble faction or an imperial faction?’
Now, the new aristocratic faction is made up of Maurice. But their head, Maurice Dmitry, followed the pro-imperial process.
Wouldn’t they be emperors in some way?

“In the end, it would be the same for the empire…”

I do not know.
I don’t know a thing.
He couldn’t keep up with his stupid head that held his sword his.

And the door opened.

“Father, did you call?”

The emir politely bowed his head.

“I called because I have something to say to you.”
“Please speak.”
“The emperor’s post has been set for Maurice, and you and all the other ladies participated. There will be a wedding soon.”
“I guess so.”

After looking out the window for a while, Duke Solarion sighed.

“I hate to admit it, but times have changed and the flow has changed, so you should know how to jump on the bandwagon.”

Duke Solarion, who hesitated for a moment, looked at Emir and said.

“You should shine the brightest at this wedding. Show that only Emir Solarion is the most suitable woman for Maurice Dmitri.”
“Absolutely. I intend to show that I am more suitable than the emperor or Lady Siegfried.”
“I will spare no support.”

While Duke Solarion was talking to his daughter, Leuclid.

“This is not it.”
“This is also different.”
“Isn’t there anything better?”

I was choosing a dress for her wedding.
Originally, she wanted to choose with Maurice.
Listen to his opinion and choose his favorite design his.
But.

‘I’m sure all the other women will jump on me too.’
Their position was also not easy to force by the order of the emperor.
Are there any other tribes?
‘Even Maurice won’t try to meet only me.’

A situation where everything cannot be resolved by the order of the emperor.
It was frustrating, but this was also getting used to.
Since being defeated and captured by her Maurice her, things have n’t gone the way she’d like.

“Is there anything better? At a wedding, I have to be the main character. It’s the emperor’s wedding.”
“Yeah, yes. Your majesty.”

The tailor who came to tailor the dress answered.

“There are five brides, but I have to be the first among them. If not…”

She gladed at the tailor.

“Know?”
“No, of course. Your majesty. God, I will do my best so that His Majesty the Emperor can be loved by the former and the sovereign.”
“Great. Then next.”

Leuclid snapped his fingers.

The tailor brought out an unconventional dress that exposed the shoulder line and even exposed the back.

“Hey, are you going to wear this at a wedding?”
“Your attention will be focused. And if your husband likes this style…”
“You are too hot, aren’t you?”
“Your Majesty wears it, so who can say anything?”
“Yeah, it’s not like that either.”

Ryuclid looked at the breathtaking dress with plumbing shoulders and back.

“If I wear this, I think I will be able to see my butt bone…”

It was an extraordinary exposure.
But will it be able to steal Maurice’s attention that much?

It was a bit harsh.

“Put this up as a candidate. I’ll have to ask myself later.”

You have to try it on in front to ask what the clothes are like, right?

Pop!

Thinking of that, Ruclid’s face turned red like a carrot.
She let her imagination run wild on her own.
Maurice surprised when he wore this suit.
Maurice can’t stand her desire her and attacks himself.

“Ah, that shouldn’t be… I can…”
“Your Majesty the Emperor?”

She came back to her senses her, like pouring cold water on a tailor’s voice.

“Ah,hehe… All right, bring me the next clothes.”
“All right.”

The tailor thought.
It is said that His Majesty the Emperor has changed a lot.

Snow White and Remilia were also busy preparing for their respective weddings.

There was chaos everywhere.
Everyone has a strange competitive spirit in order to look good to Maurice.
Of course, she doesn’t know Maurice himself.

***

“I also knew all the methods of transcendentalists. She even knows where she planted her doubts her. But is it really necessary to prepare for this?”

Sebastian asked.
His master His blocked all the transcendental methods he had heard of.
Then you don’t have to worry anymore.

I’d rather focus on something else.
‘There’s a wedding and you have to look after the situation…’

Maurice was constantly attached to the Transcendentalist.
He said that he would restore the imperial palace to its original state.
She said, again, with the determination that she would not make a mad emperor.

“But is that all?”

Said Morris.

“There must be some trump card.”
“I don’t know.”

Sebastian lowered his head.

“So it’s better to be prepared for anything.”

What are you hiding?
What will he try to do to himself in his last meeting his?

I thought hard.

The last move of the Transcendentalist.
I had to anticipate that and feed him a counterattack.

“It is difficult.”
“It is a being that far transcends human beings. You cannot understand it with human common sense.”
“Sebastian.”
“Yes, Master.”
“What would you have done if it were you?”
“Yes?”
“I told you not to understand it with human common sense. That’s why i’m asking To you who were not human.”
“…”

Sebastian saw.
That the man with the obsession that made Maurice, who was her master her, come to this point, and who had reduced herself and Lilith, who were her transcendent bodies her, to human beings, had once again caught fire.

“Let’s think about it together.”
“It should be.”