A headache was beginning to form.
It was illogical to think that anyone would acknowledge a claim to succession through terror at this stage. Only someone out of their mind could conceive such an idea.
This meant that some group using Clavis, the former First Royal Grandson, as an excuse had appeared and were committing acts of terror without any known reason, making it difficult to guess who was behind them.
“Who are they?”
[It’s certain that they are a group following the First Royal Grandson…]
“The First Royal Grandson was once a First Royal Grandson. Even if that were true, they are nothing but a group of rebels now.”
[Ah, yes. That’s correct. There’s no information available other than the fact they’re following Clavis.]
Logan bit his lip in irritation.
It was a mystery how such an unexpected situation had arisen in his brief absence of half a year.
“Damian hasn’t said anything?”
[Yes, nothing. For now, he is still in the stage of establishing the organization, only sending messages of apology for spending money.]
“Hmm. I see, that’s likely.”
His expectations were met with the reality, as predicted.
Another unexpected statement followed.
[However, the Information Guild Nox has communicated that the number of sightings of Clavis by those who encountered the terrorists is increasing.]
“What?”
Clavis is really here?
Could there truly be such an insane terrorist group in existence?
It was a story that made one sigh.
‘No, it can’t be. There must be someone using him for their own schemes. I need to find out.’
More work emerged for the internal inspection of the kingdom.
Until this point, Logan’s thoughts about the group were limited to that extent.
Of course.
“I must return at once.”
Because of this, the journey from Ruspelheim to Maclaine was cut to less than half.
* * *
“The Lord has returned!”
Returning to his fiefdom after nearly half a year, the people of Maclaine Town warmly welcomed Logan and his party.
From the sight of eight state carriages that were not there before and the wealth they carried, it was obvious that the Lord had accomplished something during his absence.
Furthermore, when the news spread that Luther Kyle, an Aura User, was set to settle in Maclaine, the entire fiefdom once again erupted in praises for Logan.
– As expected of the Lord!
This phrase became almost like a colloquial term in Maclaine.
Within the fervent cheers, Logan tilted his head as he entered the manor, wondering why the two people who should be most excited about his return were nowhere to be seen.
“Th-There… You’ll understand once you go to the office.”
Seeing Dwayne avoid his gaze, Logan cautiously opened the door to the office.
Then, a familiar face popped up from the mountain of paperwork.
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“Who…?”
Upon locking eyes with Logan, the owner of the tired voice froze for a moment.
“Eileen?”
“Lord Logan?! When did you, uh, arrive…”
Stopping mid-sentence, Eileen’s head disappeared again. After a brief clamor from behind the paperwork pile, she reappeared, looking a bit neater but still evidently exhausted.
“Oh, I heard you were coming today, but I got so buried in work that I completely forgot. Do I look a bit ragged…?”
“No, you’re still beautiful as always. But that’s not the issue. Why are you here, Eileen?”
“Um, father said he was going on a business trip and left me in charge of approvals. He thought it was time for me to start learning about running the family affairs.”
So, this old man.
When it was time to discriminate against women, now he’s entrusted her with the entire workload?
Can people change that drastically?
Caught in a ridiculous story, Logan took a moment to realize something odd.
“A business trip?”
“Well, he said the details are confidential… Just that he was dealing with a matter for you, Lord Logan.”
“Ah…!”
The list brought by Nox.
It was not until hearing Eileen’s reply that Logan recalled the tasks he entrusted to his father.
‘Then right now…’
As Logan’s thoughts deepened, Eileen quickly changed the subject.
“Were there any notable events in the empire? You seem to be well.”
Despite her rundown appearance, Logan’s praise wasn’t a lie.
Of course, her usual vibrant look was preferable, but even her worn and pale face was something he wanted to take care of.
‘How tired she must be.’
Caught between disbelief and pity, Logan struggled to find the right words.
Simply, he raised his hand to show her the golden glow of evening.
As a knight herself, she would understand the meaning…
“Aura!! Wow! How did this happen?”
“Uh! Wait, just one minute. Ca, can you let go of my hand…?”
Suddenly flush with excitement, Eileen lunged toward him, and Logan had to exert his Aura to calm her down.
“About that, from Ruspelheim…”
As he began to explain, the story naturally became long.
However, after listening to his tales, especially those about the empire’s mighty beings and awakening, Eileen’s eyes glowed even brighter than before.
Seeing her reaction, Logan let out a sigh of relief, and a small smile.
“Of course, you’re not one for paperwork, are you?”
“Yes. Honestly, it’s been too hard.”
Her candid response elicited a chuckled snort.
“That’s why you shouldn’t take on all the work. There’s also the female army to manage. Dwayne could have handled this.”
“Ah! By the way, I have something to report regarding the female army. The training results are looking good, and the recent sparring matches with the male soldiers…”
“Eileen.”
“…so I think we can soon reinforce, yes?”
“Alright. Take a rest now. I’ve returned, so I’ll take over. You can just report the paperwork later. Rest for now. You look very tired, quite a lot.”
“…But it’s really okay.”
Even as she protested, Eileen reluctantly distanced herself from the desk, indicating how averse she was to paperwork.
Logan took over with a wry smile, swiftly stamping the documents.
Thud.
Thud.
And thud again.
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