Sunday, March 15, 2026

[WN] Emperor's Seventh Son : 10 - 2 Part 1


10-2 Part 1

I Banished the Corrupt Magistrate, but There Is No Replacement

- The Lord and the Tutor -


Translator : PolterGlast


I stayed overnight at the mansion in the Imperial Demesne of Erin. Until just yesterday, it was the mansion where the corrupt Consul I fired had been squatting as if he owned the place.

It was comfortable and I liked it, but like a noble's mansion, a lot of unnecessary money had been spent on this and that.

Aneue, let me rely on you just this once. I'm leaving Erin to you for a while.

Fufufu... I wonder if you've started to resemble Georg a little lately. You can just honestly depend on me like in the old days, you know.

I respect Georg-aniue, but being told I resemble him gives me mixed feelings. Because it's like being called stubborn and stiff.

Please spare me the childhood stories...

Oh my, but Dulin wants to hear them too, right?

Eh... u-umm, umm... but Ashley-sama is glaring at Dulin with very displeased, dark eyes, you know...?

Dulin and Aneue arranged breakfast. It was a simple breakfast combining eggs and potatoes harvested in Erin with bread. After putting the last remaining sausage in my stomach, I stood up from the table a step ahead of them.

I know it's useless to try and stop you. At the very least, please do that when I'm not around.

Understood. I will tell Dulin in minute detail about how the shy Ashley gradually turned into a spoiled boy who clung to his big sister! Have a safe trip, Ashley. Do your best, okay?

Dulin also seemed to harbor strong interest inwardly, directing a gaze of expectation at Aneue. Why is it that whenever two women get together, it turns out like this...

I can't exactly tie Aneue and Dulin down here either. I have no choice but to do my best. See you then, I leave my sister in your hands, Dulin.

Yes, sir! I feel bad for Ashley-sama, but... I'm really looking forward to Atomina-sama's stories from the past♪

I wonder what Aneue is going to dig up. It would be troubling if Dulin's evaluation of me changed...

Ah, did you bring a handkerchief? Your wallet? Also, since it takes two or three hours to the Imperial Capital, you should bring proper food too—

Aneue, I'm not a child anymore. Even without a handkerchief, I can wipe my hands on my sleeves. That's what commoners do.

Wait a minute, I'll go get one right away! Ah, Onee-sama, Dulin will help too!

She's still in her 20s and she's already like this. If she reaches middle age like this, I wonder how much of a stubborn auntie who doesn't listen to people she'll become... I resolved in my heart to do what I can now so that such a kind sister won't get caught up in the succession dispute and meet an untimely death.

Including the waiting time for the shared carriage, it took three and a half hours to return to the Imperial Capital, and by then it was already before noon. When I stopped by the military garrison to ask about Georg-aniue's whereabouts, I was told he was holed up in the palace today.

I went up to the palace. When I visited Georg-aniue's living quarters, it seemed he had expected me to come. The blonde Prince raised his face from his ebony desk with a completely composed demeanor.

I thought you would come. I hear you fired the magistrate of Erin...

Yeah, that's right.

Aniue wasn't exasperated with me at all. He looked at his younger brother with a composed demeanor, and then showed a somewhat troubled, complex expression.

Then you need a replacement. It's nice and quiet when Atomina isn't here, but... perhaps it becoming too quiet is also a problem.

You should just honestly say you miss Aneue...

I wouldn't say it even if my mouth were torn open. Because I can easily see her getting carried away and becoming noisy.

But that might just be us being twisted. Aneue's sensibilities might be the correct ones. Well, this morning, I was told I was starting to resemble you, Aniue, so it just got me thinking a little...

Aniue showed a faint smile, pleased by his brother's words. Then he laughed again, remarking that it sounded exactly like something Atomina-aneue would say.

We are older and younger brothers. Tell her it's only natural that we look alike. ...Now, look at this.

I was handed a binder by Georg. Wondering what it was, it turned out to be a stiff list compiling people's backgrounds.

I picked out a few candidates simply. Are there any individuals in there that catch your eye?

Choosing not to answer immediately, I turned the pages. Aniue had listed just under 20 people in total for me.

They are all affiliated with the Royal Academy... Hmm, I feel bad that you went out of your way to compile this, but it seems there's no one who particularly clicks with me. Although it's just from looking at documents.

It cannot be helped. Uncle Morak's positions are Vice-Chairman of the Senate, Director of the Ministry of Education and Bureaucracy, and Principal of the Royal Academy. In other words, all bureaucrats and scholars are strongly under the influence of Uncle Morak.

Is that so? That's a problem. Then I shouldn't have fired him without a plan...

Yeah. If you want to eliminate Uncle Morak's influence from your territory, you have to select someone from outside the Royal Academy. Finding one will not be easy. You made a blunder.

Uncle's power was much greater than I knew. According to Aniue, Uncle uses his position as Principal of the Royal Academy to provide official posts to graduates in exchange for bringing them into his faction.

Can't you do something with your power, Aniue...?

Impossible. I may have influence among the military, but when it comes to civil officials, there is nothing I can do.

I read through the binder once more and returned it to Georg's desk. I need someone to manage the territory on my behalf.

I cannot possibly make someone a Consul who might participate in the petty business of Uncle and the political merchant Hyamar where my eyes can't reach. With things like this, it seems I have no choice but to somehow search using another method.

However, at that moment, a knock echoed through the room.

Georg-sama, it's Puis.

Oh, glad came! My brother is right here, come on in!

The one who came into the room welcomed by Aniue was an unusually thin young man. He was a man with dark skin, which was rare in the Empire, and looked two or three years older than me.

Pardon the intrusion while you are working. Ashley-sama, correct? You might be surprised, but I am well acquainted with you. It is an honor to meet you.

Ah... nice to meet you.

Being directed with proactive goodwill by an older brother-like figure, I was a little troubled. He's skinny for an acquaintance of Aniue's. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't seem to be a soldier.

Puis, can I ask you right now?

Yes, I came with that intention. I will take charge of him with responsibility.

I see! Then I'm sure he'll be a handful, but I leave my younger brother to you.

What are you talking about? Oi Aniue, where are you going leaving me here...?!

I don't follow the conversation. What is going to be done to me by this Puis? Aniue patted Puis on the shoulder and placed his hand on the entrance door.

He is Puis David. Your tutor. Puis, I leave it to you.

Yes, leave it to me. Have a safe trip, Georg-sama.

I forgot even words of protest at the brilliant baton pass. By the time I came to my senses, the entrance was locked, and the thin, brown-skinned Puis had come in front of me.

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