(Asher’s POV)
“Renovations? What do you mean by that?”
I frowned. What is happening exactly? Right after Baron Constance was finally proved guilty for all the crimes that he had committed, in addition of trying to hurt Cecilia, I received news that he had consumed poison to commit suicide. That could come as a good news to me but then, he suddenly wake up and started doing strange things around his fief.
“It is as exactly as I had said. Our spy reported to me that he had increased all the servants salary by tenfold, in addition of giving a huge compensation after the end of this month.” My royal advisor, Aran reported while flipping through the pages of what it seemed like the report document.
“I see. Then, what is with this new discovery that you talked about?”
“Yes. Apparently Baron Constance disclosed an amazing agricultural discovery that our researchers had never been able to solve before.”
“What is it?”
“It is about the usage of a new type of soil mixture to bury a dead land.”
My eyes twitched. “I see. And what is so special about that discovery?”
Aran paused for a bit. “Sir, for years, our researchers has been searching into ways to cure a dead land that appeared after a plague by mixing together light magic, fire magic and earth magic to form a concocction. However, even if we managed to find a suitable mixture, we still could not find a suitable way to implement it to the dead soil because the effect will wear out easily. That is why...”
The one explaining to me took out a pouch from behind his cape.
“By combining the soil that Baron Constance had prescribed, we are able to place the magic mixture into it, making it into a healer soil. Not only it flourishes crops that grow on it, but it also heals the soil that was buried beneath it. This is like killing two birds with one stone.”
He finished his explanation, yet at the same time looking strangely happy. I unconsciously chuckled.
“Aran, you really are enthusiastic when it comes to doing researches.”
Aran grinned. “You jest, your highness.” He scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment.
“So, what will you do, Your Highness?”
“Hmm...”
I caned my chin on the desk. Due to the fact that Baron Constance had harmed Cecilia before, my father agreed to let me handle the execution of Baron Lancelot Ral Constance quietly. Though we are able to openly execute him, Baron Constance has a close relationship with Louis’ fiancee, the daughter of Ronan Marquis family, Avery Ila Ronan.
Ronan family is in next in line with the royal family, meaning that they have almost an equal power with the royalties. If news about one of their relatives was harmed by a royalty, things could get complicated.
Though, I doubt that the Ronan family even bat an eye towards the Constance family. Their fief were small and located in a place where a great war had happened, so there are a lot of dead soils here and there, rendering agriculture as a very hard task to do.
Even though his townspeople were suffering, rather than helping them, Baron Constance increased the amount of tax that the people had to pay, in addition having them pay it monthly. Due to Isaiya being the only town there is in the northeast, people were reluctant to leave and were forced to stay and pay their tax to him.
Moreover, that Lancelot was persistent in his attempt in sucking up onto his relative that he would always sell their name out everytime he came to the capital. That was why his family was banned from entering the capital. But then.... He suddenly changed, huh?
“I’ll pay a visit to his household. I’m curious as to why he managed to change so drastically in just a short amount of time.”
I stood up. Automatically, my personal maid swiftly put on my long coat on me as I head to the exit of my office.
“Your highness, do you want me to push back your schedule for you?”
Aran asked. In his hand was a small notebook that was filled with all my schedules of the upcoming events all written accordingly. In additional of being a great advisor, Aran is also a splendid secretary.
“Yes, please.”
As I made my way to the throne room to ask permission from my father, my mind was filled with thoughts of Baron Constance. If he really did change, I might as well change my plans to assasinate him.
***
(Asher’s POV)
“We have arrived, your highness.”
Aran informed as he left the carriage first, holding the door for me to exit. I also exited the carriage and looked around the perimeter of the mansion.
Shortly after that, a figure opened the entrance door and bow down politely.
“It is a pleasure in meeting you, Your Highness, Crown Prince Asher Sol Tristan.”
I nodded.
“Thank you for having me.”
The butler then stood up. “I introduce myself as the head butler of the Constance Family, Taylor. For now, please follow me.”
The head butler spoke to us before we entered the house. As we walked, following the butler from behind, I noticed some changes inside the mansion, not that I know what was changing because this is the first time I ever truly stepped foot inside it. The hallway that was supposed to depict the image of extravagance of a noble looked empty and white, no lavish decorations nor statues were spotted, and the curtains are white.
The garden too is changing. I believe the former Baron Constance likes flowers so much that the garden would always be filled with colorful and unique flowers. Now, they were just empty plot of land.
Is he perhaps transferring somewhere?
Although that sounded particularly impossible as our guards that we placed at the borderline of the fief reported to us that there were no suspicious activities or any activity that indicates the Baron running away from his fief, so that probably was no the case.
However, I guess it’s true that the Baron ordered the townsfolk to bury the dead soil as during our journey towards the mansion, the townsfolk were very busy burying soils, probably they will plant new crops soon. So if the Baron is really planning to run away, he wouldn’t tell the townsfolk to start anew for agriculture, right?
After the butler had led us to a room, he informed us that the Baron would be slightly late because of some matters that he needs to attend. That too struck me as strange.
“You noticed too, right? Prince Asher.”
Aran whispered to me. It was a silent rule between me and Aran to call me by my name when we’re outside the palace.
“I do. I wonder what they are planning to do.”
The two of us waited quietly for the Baron to show up. In the meantime, Aran would telepathically order the special recruit we brought from the palace to prepare if there were any possible harm incoming.
The two of us were shook with the sound of a knocking coming from the door.
KNOCK KNOCK!
Following the sound, a voice uttered from outside of the room. “Pardon the lateness.”
The door opened before a figure came in. Just like the butler, he bow down his head respectfully, staying still for a few seconds and then stood up again while weaving a smile.
“I am Baron Lancelot Ral Constance, it’s a great pleasure to meet you, Your Highness the Crown Prince.” Despite the familiar voice of the Baron that greeted me, I found myself astounded.
This person in front of me was the usual man that was an enemy to me and Louis. An annoying, and reckless type of noble who would dare to sell his own family for his own desires. It should be like that, yet...
Was he always this different?
(Asher’s POV)Baron Constance was known for wearing extravagant outfits and jewelries to show his riches, and he would always style his hair backwards, making him look cunning. The sight of him letting his hair loose and wearing only a simple outfit of white tunic tucked into a pair of black trousers felt very unfamiliar to me.“I am sorry for looking this slovenly while meeting you.” He bowed.My eyes twitched. Unless I am blind, I think that simplicity suits him better than any level of extravagance. Just a sight of him looks beautiful. That idea caused me to think, that the Baron had changed outwardly, which no words could describe how he looks like right now. The only words that I could think of when I see him is...Strangely, beautiful.I cleared my throat when I realized that I had stared too much.“Worry not. It is our fault too for coming so suddenly without any notice. I apologize if we disturb your busy time.” That was the excuse that we planned to come u
(Asher’s POV)“I see. Miragela poison, huh? You may leave.” I motioned to the maid who was the spy of the house and she left. Aran was writing something in his other small notebook where he usually kept his research notes.“I believe Miragela poison is incurable and the research to find its cure has been ongoing for years already, yet Baron Constance wants to find the cure in only a month? And without medicine at that? I’m starting to think of him as a suicide maniac.” I voiced my opinions to Aran and he nodded in agreement. “In my opinion also, finding cure for Miragela in a month is impossible. Even if there were a cure for it, it might take a long time to produce it as our researchers had tried almost all of the ingredients that the central continent have.”“Hmm. They might need to go to other continent to find ingredients for the cure. I kinda feel sorry for his fruitless attempt.”Aran chuckled.“Who knows? He is the one who discovers the half part of our rese
(Lancelot’s POV)The night ended and the day comes. Including today, it has been 10 days since I reincarnated into this world. That means I have about 20 days to live if I did nothing to cure the poison inside me. After sending the prince off, I spent more of my time riding my horse and exploring the fief. While I was exploring the farmland, I noticed that most of the dead lands were already buried with the new soil that I have advised the farmers to make. And for some reason, there are more people in the farmland than usual. Are they all of the townsfolk?...No way right?“Right, there is no way they would go all out just to heed this tyrant’s advice.”I nodded, trying to convince myself. When I reached the end of my fief, I realised that the figures that I saw on the first day of my reincarnation weren’t here. Did they perhaps regroup? They never mention anything about Lancelot being guarded by the royalty in the novel so I’m kinda anxious about them. B
(Asher’s POV)“Now he trains swords?” I repeated what Aran had just said to me. Aran nodded his head and continued, “Not only that, but the knights in the household were surprised to see that his sword style also changed.”I raised an eyebrow.“What do you mean by that?”“I mean it as it is. He changed from a dual sword to a one hand sword user.”“I see.”Interesting. Suddenly I feel like having a duel with the Baron to test his strength. I smirked.“And? Anything more?”I asked and Aran’s eye twitched.“Well...”He tried to avoid my gaze.What now? Did she said anything strange in her letter?“In this letter, Maria also stated some weird words at the end of it.”Aran finally spilled it out after I glared at him for a full minute.“Hmm? What is it?”“It said ‘I am master’s family’ something like that.”I looked at him blankly.“Wait, she heard that? I thought the servants were busy with their own shenanigans that night?”Aran shrugged as a response.“She is keen, after all.
(Suna’s POV)I glanced at the person in front of me. When he first entered the room, I could see that he was slightly nervous and also unexpectedly surprised to see me. But it is strange, I’m pretty sure that this is the first time I see Baron Lancelot Ral Constance. After news about his family had passed away and him taking the lead, I became disinterested in him, especially after people said that he is a notorious bastard who used his family’s riches to do whatever he wanted. Though, things started to change about a few weeks ago, when we received announcement from the headquarters of the company to send any merchant who was nearby the town of Isaia, as the Baron of the fief wants to hold business with us. Things get interesting soon after, when the group that went there suddenly requested the opening of the dimensional gate for a few days to haul items that the Baron had sold straight to the HQ. What’s more, the Baron literally sold all the r
(Lancelot’s POV)As I brushed my light brown hair backwards, I stared at myself many times in the mirror. Now that I look closely, I really have reincarnated as Lancelot Ral Constance. A slightly 23 and slender stature, Caucasian skin, with amber eyes and light brown wavy short hair. He has such beautiful features yet not much readers remembered him as he died very early in the novel. I also felt guilty because I too never cared to remember him, especially because he was an evil person, who just does everything that Avery asked him to do. Speaking of Avery, today was the day where I finally was asked to accompany her to the royal ball in the palace to celebrate her engagement with the second prince, Louis Ilya Tristan. That night will also be the moment where I will die, either by the first prince’s hands, or by the poison. I have trained my swordsmanship skills enough already, so maybe the poison will kill me later than usual.“Master, are you ready?”Taylor knock
(Lancelot’s POV)While in the carriage, I was holding onto my sword—that I just bought a few days ago from the same trading company that we sold our items to—with one hand. As I rested myself on the cushion, I glanced outside the window. We were almost halfway to reach the Ronan estate. Somehow, the way to Isaiya is coincidentally the same way to Cecilia’s homeland. That was why Lancelot was able to harass her frequently before. But now that she had transferred to the capital and lived there, Lancelot won’t be able to harass her and she would be safe from him.Though... That is not the problem now...“....Why are you holding onto my hand?”I turned to look at Hans who was sitting on my side while tightly holding my other hand.“Ah! Sorry, do you feel uncomfortable?” He said that, but he still hold on to me. Having Hans holding my hand is nice, but any longer than this would cause me a nosebleed. His hands are obviously bigger than mine, proportional to his big stat
(Lancelot’s POV)I unsheathed my sword and get into my battle stance. 6 empowered intermediate beasts, huh? Luckily I remembered this scene in the novel where Cecilia would be attacked by the beast when she secretly went home to meet her parents. In the original plot, they fought the beasts for too long that the second prince realize her being gone and searched for her. Ultimately, the second prince would also put the blame of releasing the beast to Lancelot when in actuality, it was Avery who had done it. I don’t care much even if the blame were put on me, because I’m gonna die anyways, but if I were to let things be, Cecilia’s close aid, Dante Arville will be rendered disable due to the damage that was caused by the curse on the beasts fang. And in the later half of the novel, Dante somehow became evil and wanted to take the throne of the country....Sounds mad, right? But I forgot to tell you that the main theme for the novel is action before romance, so of cour