Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Chapter 28.“V-Viscount! It's growing! Hair is growing!”

“What?”

The butler hurriedly held the mirror and stood in front of the Viscount.

“Heok!”

As the butler said, from the area where the medicine was applied, hair began to sprout little by little.

At the effect clearly visible to the eyes, Viscount Glump shed tears of emotion.

“Th-this isn't a dream, right? Right?”

“Yes! It's real! It's real hair, Viscount!”

Shedding tears in streams with the purple medicine on the head wasn't a very good scene to see, but the loyal butler was happy as if his own matter.

The Viscount who hugged and was happy for a long time belatedly received the letter sent from the Valfruga ducal house again politely with both hands.

It was a clearly different attitude from until just now.‘What was sent now is a sample of the hair loss medicine made in our ducal house. The effect lasts for 2 weeks, and if wanting additional purchase, please inquire to the Valfruga ducal house.’ 2 weeks?

This joy lasts only 2 weeks?

He stood up from his seat solemnly.

And looked back at the butler and ordered.

“Immediately send a person to the Valfruga ducal house and buy all this medicine!”* * *It was a success.

I smiled seeing the letters piled like a mountain.

There was worth in spending a large sum and scattering samples to the nobles.

Moreover even nobles who didn't receive samples flocked to Valfruga Castle seeing the effect experienced by people around.

“How is the sales volume?”

“It's to the extent of not being able to sell because the quantity is insufficient. Reservations are already full until 2 years later.”

Treon said while organizing the letters.

“Everyone is very anxious. Even calling the price ten times, they say give the medicine quickly. Even tried to hand me bribe money. I never thought such a day would come...”

Whether recalling the ducal house that was desolate because no one looked for in the past, a strange light gathered on his face.

The atmosphere trying to become serious, I deliberately asked back playfully.

“How much bribe did they offer?”

The amount Treon whispered smiling quietly was much larger than I expected.

I was startled and asked back.

“So did you receive?”

“How could that be.”

“Aigo, still.”

“Rather than receiving that money and giving advice on Madam's decision, I believe faithfully following Madam's decision will give greater benefit than such small money.”

“What... the patent registration is done well, right?”

“Already received even His Majesty the Emperor's seal long ago.”

As expected Treon was reliable in that aspect.

“By the way since Madam can't make the medicine alone, we have to hire people, how will you do?”

“Naturally have to hire the territory people.”

What's the use of only us having a lot of money.

The territory people also have to have a lot of money for money to circulate.

“When sick can rest, work hours strictly kept, if sales go well give incentives too.”

I listed the conditions of the workplace I want to make counting fingers.

Treon who heard my words made a strange face.

“Why?”

“Madam takes care of the employees extremely well. The wage already presented is also quite high.”

“If welfare is good, the workers have strong sense of responsibility.”

I wanted to earn a lot of money, but I didn't want to make a black company.

The boss who makes work overtime until 12 at night and doesn't even give minimum hourly wage.

The boss who said young people these days lack effort when saying I'll rest because the fever rose to 38 degrees.

The boss who delayed the salary for two months saying the company situation is difficult while buying a new car.

Someone was about to be driven out in midwinter unable to pay the rent.‘Still I filled a full year and went.’ Because if quitting there, there was really nowhere to go.

I recalled the bitter past and shook my head.

Because now is not that time.* * *Anyway with the money from selling the hair loss medicine coming in, the castle household also became lively.

In the midst of busily spending processing the castle household, a letter sent by the information merchant arrived.

At the story of finding and bringing the person I requested, I took Butcher and came down to the village.

“The atmosphere is much better than when first coming?”

The streets with spring in full were clean and overflowing with vitality.

Whether business is going well, the shop owner's expression was bright.

“All thanks to Madam. Thanks to Madam hiring territory people saying producing hair loss medicine, now in our territory people without work are rare. This village revived thanks to Madam.”

Butcher said as if natural.

Passing the street, the voices of people talking were heard.

“Oh, aren't you working today?”

“I left work early because my body was a bit unwell.”

“Is that okay? Envious. We have to go to work every day unless a heavy snow falls and the shop collapses.”

“Yeah, Madam strictly instructed not to overdo if sick and leave work early. Not words because it's our Madam but really a kind and friendly person. Sometimes if meeting directly even greets?”

“It's the Duchess? Wow, envious. Hey, aren't they recruiting people at the castle again? I also want to work there.”

My face heated up at the praise of me.

I quickly passed them.

Butcher who saw my face smiled playfully.

“Are you embarrassed?”

“...

A little.”

“Aigo. It's stories heard doing good things, what.”

“It's natural, what's good things.”

“Uh uh, natural? You paid a lot of attention! Madam values the wage better than ordinary noble houses! Even sets the working hours strictly!”

“Since people who will keep working, have to treat well.”

“That's why! Ordinary nobles don't employ people in that way but Madam takes care like that so it's amazing! All Madam's grace.”

If listening more, it seemed I would melt.

I hurried my steps and entered the bar agreed to meet the information merchant.

The exterior was completely different from the bar in the Matek Count territory, but still the information merchant of a sloppy attire welcomed with both arms spread.

“Wow, miss! Long time!”

“You really came? The requested matter?”

“Prepared in advance.”

The information merchant guided to the empty lot behind the shop.‘By the way, fortunate that it was resolved with the money paid first.’ I let out a sigh of relief.

Now earning not a small amount of money, but it's better if the money going out is small.

“Investigating based on the information the miss gave, there was only one guy that matched. But the name is different from what the miss said.”

“Hmm...”

“Well, originally among mercenaries there are no people who use the name as is. I thought it would be better for the miss to see directly and judge.”

“Got it.”

The Benesh met following the information merchant was a bit different from my imagination.

The words Benesh says in the original were mainly like this.‘Dirty noble bastards!’‘Lus, don't become like those filthy noble bastards.’‘I hate nobles. Completely arbitrary and selfish and only knowing how to fill their own belly pig bastards.’ I thought a passionate commoner dreaming of revolution, but unexpectedly an ordinary impression.

Often watching my mood and looking around, it even looked timid.‘Will it change like that if time flows?’ I tilted my head and said to the man.

“Can you show swinging the sword once?”

Whatever the personality, the important thing was how well teaching the sword.

“Y-yes!”

The man who tensed tightly at my words distanced from me and headed to the center of the empty lot.

And took a big deep breath and started swinging the sword.

“Um...”

Is it because I don't know swords well.

Something looks sloppy.

Even considering the flow of time, the disorderly swordsmanship skill didn't feel like the ‘orthodox’, ‘clean without excess’ sword as described in the original.

“Madam. Don't you like it?”

Butcher asked seeing my expression.

“Yeah.”

With that level of swordsmanship skill, it would be much better to have Butcher teach.

As expected, 20 years of time can't be leapt over.

“Still that level is an extremely good sword for a mercenary. The person himself must have tried enormously. With about 10 more years, it seems he would become a good swordsman.”

“More than you?”

“That seems hard. Unless scouted by a noble house and learned systematically.”

“If learning in a noble house, what's different?”

“Much different. Mercenaries mostly learn swordsmanship in actual combat. Should I say the technique is much more disorderly and irregular? In contrast, famous nobles have systematized training methods per family. So the swords of nobles or knights are much cleaner and orthodox.”

Suddenly, one possibility flashed through my mind.

If Benesh is not a commoner but a noble?

“Wait, information merchant. By any chance among nobles is there a person like the Benesh I'm looking for?”

“There's no noble named Benesh.”

“The name doesn't matter much.”

I explained about Benesh wildly as it came to mind.

The information merchant who heard my explanation pondered for a moment and said.

“There's no three-year-old daughter, but there's a person similar to the person the miss said.”

“Who is it?”

“Logan Roslun, the youngest brother of the Roslun Count. But this person really might not be the person Madam is looking for? In the past he was famous for the sword, but now he secludes himself and doesn't even do outside life, and it's been over 3 years since he held a sword.”

Wait. The daughter's age is three now.

Perhaps secluding thinking he lost his daughter?

Either way, it was worth gambling.

“Then find if that person has a daughter. Probably staying at an inn around now.”

I recalled seeing the daughter meeting at the inn in passing.

“Well, we do as requested... Even if just throwing money, can't take responsibility?”

“It's okay so find as quickly as possible. Ah, and also information about Logan and the Roslun Count house.”

A few days later, the information merchant's letter arrived.

I quickly scanned Logan's information with my eyes.

So that was a common love story.

The century's romance that can't be seen without tears between a noble young master and an ordinary maid.

The two fell in love, but a prestigious noble family wouldn't acknowledge an ordinary maid as family.

In the end, the maid was driven out of the mansion, and the young master who broke up with the beloved woman by family coercion lost the will to live and became a wreck.

And there was one fact that neither the Roslun Count house nor the young master knew.

Exactly the fact that the maid was pregnant with the young master's child.

The maid driven out of the mansion lived helping odd jobs at some shop, and gave birth to a child.

The maid died right after giving birth to the child, and thus the child grew in the hands of the shop owner.‘Somehow. The regretting being away from the daughter was this meaning.’ Probably in the original Logan belatedly found the daughter, but the daughter soon died of illness and Logan blackened and became the Mercenary King.

On the last line of the letter, it was written like this.‘Confirmed that Logan Roslun has a daughter. As the client said, the age is three.’ Seeing the letter, I cheered.

Found it. Our Lus's teacher!