In the middle of the night before dawn, Marquess Roml was still busy with reports on the preparations for one of his small troop divisions, which would carry out a military expedition into the deepest part of the forest still within his territory.
Accompanied by one of the Butlers who had been loyal to him when he was young, Marquess Roml had to work hard in making the final preparations for the departure of his beloved daughters, who would go on a military expedition to the deepest part of the forest.
Sweat flowed from his face nonstop, along with the feeling of fatigue that began to fill his body.
Amidst his sleepy eyes, Marquess Roml suddenly slled a familiar scent entering his nose.
Crack...
Kraauuss...
Krauss...
Inside his study, Sebastian appeared to be weighing sothing black that looked like seeds. The aroma emitted by the black seeds made Marquess Roml clear his throat to get Sebastian’s attention.
"Cough! Are you preparing a drink that will keep awake until morning again, Sebastian?" asked Marquess Roml, stopping the movent of his hand that was preparing the report.
Krauuuss...
Kraauusss...
"Yes, Marquess Roml. It’s ti for you to get the extra stamina that cos from the black seeds given to you by Lily-sama," Sebastian replied with his hand movents that seed to be spinning sothing.
Positioning his body facing Marquess Roml, he showed a piece of equipnt that Lily had made and so black seeds that were still mysterious to Marquess Roml.
Several years ago, Lily and Marchioness Amagi discovered a mysterious tree seed that originated from the deep forest of the village where her family was vacationing.
Free ti and productive activities make Lily study a plant seed that was often used by the Great Heroes in the past to relax and replenish their stamina to stay awake all night.
The seeds in question were coffee beans that happened to grow abundantly in a forest that was beca private domain of Marquess Roml when he was disguised as a rchant in a secret area that was his vacation spot.
Coffee beans that have been developed through a perfect drying process are able to last for several years and experience a delicious taste that is loved by adult n.
Kraaaauss...
Krraauusss...
Sebastian seed to grind his coffee beans until they were fine and began to place them on a thin cloth that was used as a filter.
Pyyuurrr...
By preparing two different cups, Sebastian seed to want to enjoy the sa cup of coffee as Marquess Roml during his break.
The hot pot that Sebastian was holding began to fill the filter and revealed hot coffee that spread a delicious aroma inside Marquess Roml’s study.
"This soothing aroma... it would be a sha if the busy King could not enjoy such a delicious drink," said Marquess Roml as he leaned back in his chair.
His closeness to the King in the past reminded him of their circumstances, who busy with internal and external affairs of the Royal Palace. His age, which was no longer young, and the fatigue that was beginning to be felt made Marquess Roml rember his past, which was quite extremist.
"That is truly a sha, Marquess Roml."
"But it can’t be helped... circumstances have forced us to remain at odds with the royal family even after the warring seasons between the nobles are over," Sebastian said as he brought a cup of coffee to Marquess Roml’s desk.
Ctaakk...
Ctaakk...
By placing a cup of black coffee on Marquess Roml’s table, it made Marquess Roml’s hand imdiately pick up the cup and drink it slowly.
The delicious aroma of coffee imdiately entered his nose.
"What a calming aroma. If this were sold to the people in the Royal Capital of Aurora, would this coffee bean sell well?" Marquess Roml asked, throwing a question to Sebastian, who was starting to sit on one of the chairs not far from his desk.
"I think it will sell well to adults who like the effects of these coffee beans, Marquess Roml."
"Only adults? What about the young people?"
"I think it will be difficult for young people to accept because the bitter taste is hard for their tongues to accept. Even Alice-sama and Alyssa-sama don’t like the bitter taste of this kind of coffee."
"They both don’t like this bitter food, but Lily likes this bitter taste in her spare ti, right?"
"Yes, Lily-sama sotis enjoys a cup of coffee after a hard day and wants to relax until midnight."
"Lily sotis has unique and different tastes from her younger sister, huh?"
While enjoying the cold air that had passed midnight, it made Marquess Roml feel uncomfortable with the situation that had been happening lately.
The nobles who should be busy taking care of their territories have to compete with each other after the inter-noble war season that occurs once every ten years.
That foolish tradition would certainly make the military nobles smile calmly with their undoubted abilities in war. But for a noble who had no war skills, it would be very disadvantageous.
The increasing burden of thought made Marquess Roml smile.
"Sebastian, what do you think will happen when neutral nobles like us win a war after two opposing factions attack us at the sa ti?" Marquess Roml asked with a smile that made Sebastian choke on his cup of coffee.
"Cough!" Sebastian tried to calm himself, who was choking, and regulate his breathing to calm down.
"That’s a complicated question, especially with such unpredictable circumstances, Marquess Roml," Sebastian replied after he had cald down after choking earlier.
"Wouldn’t it be interesting if a neutral noble family won a battle that was supposed to be unwinnable?"
"It will beco even more complicated after the faction supporting the noble family loses public trust after losing the war."
"That was the price they had to pay after losing the war, wasn’t it?"
While throwing a question to surprise Sebastian during his break, Marquess Roml tried to relax in a heavy conversation topic like this.
The uncertain future and his family being cornered by the attacks that will be carried out by two different factions in the season of war between nobles has made so civilians afraid.
So of the reports that ca across his desk were from the decreasing population of citizens who did not want to join the battlefield to protect their birthplace.
Marquess Roml understood their fear of this and understood what they did is not want beca pawn in a war controlled by the nobles.
The large population decline made Marquess Roml feel relieved that his responsibilities were decreasing as well.
The population that decreased in his territory was logical, considering the limited main troops force of Marquess Roml. With a large area filled with forests and mountains, it would make the movent of troops in Marquess Roml’s defense line take quite a long ti, and Marquess Roml understood this one thing.
The advantage of war tactics that can utilize forests as battlefields or mountains as defense areas is a strategic advantage, if the battle takes place in that place.
The problem was Marquess Roml did not know the direction of the attacks that would be carried out by the two different factions that would beco his enemies.
"The price they paid after losing the war was quite high, huh?" Marquess Roml comnted on Sebastian’s previous statent.
Nod...
Sebastian just nodded at that and went back to enjoying the cup of coffee he had made.
The bitter taste of coffee and the effects of caffeine that entered his body imdiately made his old body excited again with explosive stamina. For the next few hours, Sebastian would work hard nonstop because of the effects of caffeine that made him too excited in the morning.
"I hope... this war season will not cause too many casualties and stop a stupid tradition carried on by the bloodthirsty nobles of the past," muttered Marquess Roml, who seed to be thinking about sothing.
"Although the Aurora Temple covers all casualties and injuries in this war between nobles, I am not sure their Saintess will be ntally strong enough to recover from the deaths that will be caused by my own family," Marquess Roml continued in a weak voice.
The relaxed conversation between Marquess Roml and Sebastian was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a pigeon carrying a ssage on its leg.
Knock...
Knock...
By knocking on the glass window and tapping its beak to attract Marquess Roml’s attention, the pigeon managed to enter Marquess Roml’s office safely.
"By the Goddess Aurora, Marquess Roml!"
"You made it a hassle for to send this damn pigeon into your territory filled with scout falcons that have been spread by your enemies!" said the pigeon with its bright green pupils.
Marquess Roml just smiled after seeing the pigeons that entered his office, sounding more chatty than usual.
"Don’t bla for the scout falcons who make pigeons one of their main foods," said Marquess Roml, taking a ssage attached to one of the pigeons’ legs.
"This is your fault! It’s your fault! You think I’m not bothered by this stupid and ridiculous political situation in the Royal Palace!" the pigeon grumbled in an annoyed tone to Marquess Roml.
"That’s why I’m not tied to any of the noble factions in the season of war between nobles. Being a noble tied to one of the factions is troubleso, you know," Marquess Roml replied as he opened a ssage addressed to him.
The pigeons being controlled by soone in the Royal Palace were from one of the noble factions that were very close to the royal family. Although Marquess Roml had severed his close ties with the King, he had ford a personal network to monitored the ergency situation that was happening in the Royal Palace.
Marquess Roml’s eyebrows twitched after reading the report brought by the pigeon in front of him.
"As Lily and Earl Timoti said, you guys are having a hard ti dealing with the heretical sect that has been moving freely inside the Royal Capital of Aurora. Are you guys stupid or unreliable?" Marquess Roml said in a sarcastic tone to soone who was controlling the pigeon in front of him.
"Whose fault do you think this is? If the King did not have to hesitate in making decisions, he would send you to take care of this matter. However, with him being pressured by various parties, his wife, and his daughter... Do you know how chaotic it is in the Royal Palace right now?"
"Oh, Damn... thank goodness that’s not my problem anymore."
The additional information that Marquess Roml had obtained indicated that preparations for a military expedition to explore the deepest parts of the jungle were almost complete.
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