Chapter 86

I looked out the window and the next day I talked to my father and mother. With this in mind, how about designating the Michelin estate as a cultural city?

Like the street of Kim Gwang-seok in his previous life, he expressed his opinion that the estate would definitely develop significantly if it was decorated with just the evidence that a famous person was born.

Of course, he wasn't worried about the aftermath that would happen after that. I'll just leave the place of birth as it is, but plan in a way that doesn't reveal my real place of residence.

If that is the case, he said that there would be no backtracking even if the investigation was carried out, and that even if the identity was found, there would be no problem as long as he spoke well.

As I witnessed the remarkable development of Yeongji, which was usually quiet, I had no choice but to mix with greed. Still, I decided that there would be no problem with it being persuasive.

And the reaction of my parents when they heard my story…

"Hmm…"

"The purpose is good, but…"

You responded that you were ambiguous. My father is very thoughtful, so it was surprising that even my mother did not agree with me.

When I asked if I had a lot of political problems, my mother looked at my father without saying a word. And my father, who had been worried by touching his chin for a while, looked at me with his hollow eyes.

"Isaac."

"Yes, Father."

"What you said is definitely good for you and for our estate. The power generation can be increased more quickly, and the tourism effect will be maximized. Maybe the exhibition location can be fixed here."

Actually, the back part is the main purpose. I want to show an exhibition at our estate every cycle without having to wander around here and there.

Instead, forcefully only do it in our territory! This is not the case, and they are free to display their works at will before the exhibition. The exhibition is only meaningful to bring together artists who have been scattered all over the world to the public.

Of course, for that to happen, there is a condition that the popularity of my work must continue, but given the current situation, that is unlikely.

My father then looked at me with a look of skepticism, then smiled bitterly and continued quietly.

"But it's short-sighted to the last, and if you look at it from a distance, there are many factors of anxiety."

"Anxiety factor?"

"Yeah. First, I realized a few things while working as a knight in this country. First of all, our empire is greedy, but there are too many. As you know, our empire is aiming for the Kingdom of Hoshitamtam Tersu."

Dad opened his mouth with a heavy voice, spreading his index finger. I couldn't help but tilt my head at that.

I am well aware of the cultural greed of the Minerva Empire. Based on the culture it has absorbed, it is trying to take over the kingdom of Teres and firmly seize the hegemony of the world.

Military and economic power have already been raised as much as possible, and through hundreds of years of history, they must have prepared a solid foundation. It is natural to turn to the neighboring countries.

Instead, the holy nation, Savior, cannot be touched because of religious issues, and the commercial kingdom of Velua is far away. In other places, it is difficult to treat them rudely because they are established by different races.

Therefore, the kingdom of Teres, which was of the same human race as the enemy after the tribal war, was prioritized. But I couldn't figure out what it had to do with making the Michelin estate a cultural city.

"I know that. If I ask you not to use it politically, won't the Empire end?"

"It is so now, but do you think it will be the same 100 years from now?"

"Yeah?"

"I asked if you think our empire will stand still after you die."

I blinked at my father's rebuttal. Maybe I'm stupid, but it's hard to understand what my father said.

My father also read my thoughts through my expression, and he brought out the explanation with a serious expression.

"Isaac. The true power of culture lies in the fact that it is not short-lived and continues to the next generation. Even after you die, your works, including Zeno's biography, will be established as a single culture. could be."

"So now is not the right time?"

"I must say that I was born in the wrong era, though. Ironically."

"Yeah?"

What is this again? I was born in the wrong era for no other reason.

My father laughed bitterly when I showed a mixture of embarrassment and bewilderment.

"After you die, the value of the works you wrote will naturally increase. And the Empire will not miss it. In order to make an excuse to invade, you can deliberately have the first draft taken by the Kingdom of Teres, or in the worst case, you can burn all of them and frame them. there is."

"… …"

"Even now, if the imperial family finds the culprit in the theft of the first draft, they believe that they will destroy three generations, but if all the drafts disappear?

Here I was able to realize again that this world is medieval. A world where the common sense of the past does not work and is socially backward.

For example, let's say that in a previous life, a country burned down the first draft because it failed to insult JK Rowling's masterpiece, the Harry Potter series. Many people around the world, including the British, will run rampant, but the governments of each country are likely to end it with only a statement of condemnation.

If even this doesn't make sense, a very good model answer (?) would be China. No matter how much China lashes out, the affected country can only issue a critical statement, not a direct declaration of war.

Of course, this is because China's power is too strong, but it is worth remembering that even the United States could not use its force recklessly. Similarly, China cannot use force unless there is a justifiable reason.

In such a highly developed social civilization, it is difficult to even draw a sword.

'…It's like the Middle Ages.'

However, this is a fantasy set in the Middle Ages. A place where honor is more precious than life, and people on Earth do not hesitate to commit common sense that would be considered barbaric.

It is not strange to start a war for a trivial cause.

If all my drafts are burnt down by some country, I'm going to get a declaration of war because I don't deserve it. After that, of course, it will be destroyed.

As my father explained, as long as I am alive, there will be no war, but the problem is after I die. There is no end to human greed, and it is not strange to commit crazy things using my work.

It has been 17 years since I was reincarnated into this world, but common sense was still difficult to accept.

"…I see. Listening to my father, there are many problems."

"Isaac. You don't have to be so disappointed. Your father's words are only predictions, not certain. Someday, the time you want may come."

When I was depressed, my mother comforted me. Hearing her kind consolation, it got better, but the regret was still there.

It was a rare plan that was announced with enthusiasm, but the word that it could become the butterfly effect came up terrifyingly. It is not for nothing that my father said that he was born in the wrong era.

My father watched me slowly, and he opened his mouth in a shaky tone.

"Originally, if you see tangible results, it's natural to be greedy like you. It's a normal reaction. But right now, I'm feeling a little impatient."

"…right."

"But that doesn't mean you shouldn't do it at all. I'm just giving advice, I'm not forcing you to make a choice. As long as you're confident in your responsibilities, I'll be happy to support you.

He is my father who only says the right things. He was a soldier on the front line, so he must know more than I do.

Above all, my father was born and raised in this world. My thoughts and opinions from my past life are deeply ingrained in my mind in many ways.

'It is impossible for the times to develop right now…'

How can I prevent my work from being used politically? Right now, I'm alive, so there's no problem, but after that it's a problem.

Like everyone else, no parent wants to give their children a terrible future. I'll get married someday and have children, but I can't pass on that kind of future.

What if the cause of that future was directly related to me? Just imagining it is horrible.

'There's still plenty of time. You better think slowly.'

He was almost blinded by greed. We should not apply the common sense of our past lives into this world, but even the most basic part was overlooked.

I looked at my parents, judging that the development of our estate into a cultural city should be put on hold for later. Both of them were silently waiting for my mouth to fall.

"…Still, it's hard to let go of greed."

He smiled as if he was embarrassed, as if he seemed to agree with my words.

"If you were born as a man, you should be born with that kind of greed. Because honor is a precious thing that cannot be measured with money. Of course, you may find something more precious than that honor."

"I. This is also true."

My father gently touched my mother's hand and treated her with a smirk. Although her mother was shy, she rested her head on her father's reliable shoulder.

I've been watching that figure for over 10 years, but I'm still not used to it. Rather, it was still burning like an active volcano and showed no sign of being extinguished.

'Did you retire because you wanted to be with your mother, not because the military life was difficult?'

I was genuinely curious about the love story of the two.

Anyway, my plans, full of greed, were put on hold, but the preparations for the exhibition proceeded without any setbacks. Thanks to all the support from the imperial family, it was said that every day was lost, and the territory changed in real time.

However, it did not change the life of our family. I sent a letter to the publisher, and my parents worked hard to deal with the incoming payment documents.

Of course, there was no change at all.

"Hello! Our cutie!"

"Huh? Adele sister? Is your sister going to the exhibition too?"

"Of course! How can you stand this?"

Nicole, who was expected to be at the academy during vacation, came into the mansion with Adelia.

Since Nicole is family, I never thought that I would even invite Adelia to the mansion.

"Actually, we even came to see our cutie…"

"Stop talking nonsense and I'll show you the room you're staying in."

"Ah~ Why~ I want to talk to my Isaac a little more."

"What kind of trick are you trying to trick a girl who has a girlfriend?

So Adelia was dragged away by Nicole. As she was dragged away, seeing her say hello to her, saying that she would see her later, all I could think of was that she was still the same.

'You must be very close with your sister.'

Nicole has never invited anyone to her house. He may be busy working as an uneducated teaching assistant, but there must also be times when our estate is not good.

However, now that the exhibition is being held, Adelia seems to have come to her out of curiosity. And you must have asked Nicole to invite you. I haven't seen her with my own eyes, but I can imagine her seeing Adelia.

'What kind of guests will come?'

Originally, there were news of who was attending from all over the world, but they all disappeared the moment I said a word. So we don't know who is attending.

'Well, I think a few people know.'

And, of course, it is.

"Isaac~"

The day before the exhibition started, Marie came to our mansion. She did not come by surprise, but sent her a letter, so she could welcome her visit.

"Hello. My name is Sarah Hausen Requilis, the mistress of the Duke of Requilis. Nice to meet you."

"I am Kay Hausen Rekilis, the eldest son of the Duke of Requilis. Nice to meet you."

And not only Marie, but her mother and brother also visited. She had seen her brother once before, but Sarah was the first.

Sarah was a beautiful woman with brown hair and brown eyes, and she looked a lot like Marie, so you could tell at a glance where she came from. She gave off an elegant and modest atmosphere just like my mother, and I could feel her dignity.

'…But the exhibition will be held tomorrow?'

I had no choice but to ask such a question as I greeted them according to the etiquette. Unless they misunderstood the time…

"I'm sorry. Isaac. I 'mistake' the date and came a day early."

"… …"

"Can I be indebted to you just for today?"

I looked at Marie who was smiling, then looked back.

Her mother, Sarah, was smiling like Marie, and Kay was shaking her head.

'He's getting more and more desperate.'

So what do you mean? I laughed bitterly, as if reluctantly accepted.

"okay."

The exhibition is right in front of your nose.

*****

Meanwhile, at the same time in Albenheim…

"Okay, Lane? You must never crash this time."

"Okay. Queen. I won't buy it."

"Yes. Let's go. We must hurry before the Senate finds out."

Two elves disappeared somewhere through teleportation.

"What should I wear? I showed you this last time, so I should wear something else… Shall I use this one?"

"This is more than this…"

"Is there anything other than this?"

At Helium, Cecily was busy choosing a dress.

'What should I wear to get his attention?'

Thinking of Isaac in my mind.