ARCHDEUS

INTERIM LORD(3)

Warren and Burren are brothers who have grown up together since childhood. They were born out of the ordinary but now, at the age of Warren who has stepped on 25 years and Burren who is 17 years, they have reached a level that is not even necessarily obtained by people who have privilege.

Yup, both are co-Founders of Nightorb Corporation with their second shareholding combined reaching 23.4% of the capitalization of 57,000,000 G. The value is not too high when compared to Regis' mining company Skavian which has a capitalization of 258,000,000 G.

Their company still operates on a regional level, covering only the County of Fertiphile area.

They have difficulty expanding, in addition to capital problems, they also have to face incumbents.

So for many years this company only did mining in the County of Fertiphile.

On this day, Warren who is the CEO has got good news.

The adventurers they hired had successfully conquered the raid on the False Dungeon.

False Dungeon ...

To the mining entrepreneurs, it could be considered a blessing from the sky. He initially could not believe his team had managed to find a false dungeon. Though the research they do seem to be wrong and only motivated by reports of local residents who say that the number of monsters slightly increased. No attacks have occurred in the area.

Warren had prepared the funds needed for the raid, in which case it included the pay to the adventurers and of course the 'thank you' money to the adventurer guild.

Their company is even willing to take credit to get these funds. So this is a lot of money for their company.

Tok ... tok ....

The sound of knocking on the door sounded.

Warren let in.

It was Burren, Director of Operations and Production.

Burren sat in the guest chair.

"Sister, have you read the reports from the adventurers?" ask Burren.

"Of course, isn't this great! Now we'll be the first false dungeon owners in the county!" shouted Warren.

Burren is a genius. At the age of 17, he has done a lot of outstanding business performance. Even the stakeholders admitted it made them admit the position of director very appropriate to the child.

She just sat quietly while looking at the spirit from her brother.

"Sister, it's still not finished. The real fight is just about to start."

Warren stopped laughing. His face was serious and understood.

"I understand. Now it's our turn to fight."

Warren took a breath.

"No need to worry. I've prepared a strategy together with the finance director.  Besides, I've contacted nobles who are quite close to the count" Barren said.

Warren shook his head.

"I don't know but from what I hear the count is a strict person and it's even very difficult for his subordinates to persuade him" Warren said.

Barren just laughed a little.

"You haven't heard everything. Big brother what makes me sure we will win is this will actually be revealed sooner or later but I will tell you now. The nobles I have met say the count has gone from the county to lead his army in the war against the Kingdom of Ibeltia."

"Really?!"

Warren shouted in surprise. While Barren smiled faintly.

"It's not even her best. You know what, Brother? The eldest son of the count known as the trash nobleman will be the interim governor."

"What did you say! That weak one?!"

Warren recalled the news about the count's eldest son. The boy repeatedly lost to the second and first sons. Besides, the eldest son did not enter the military academy.

For a county that revered the military as much as the County of Fertiphile, the existence of a child who could not even enter the military academy was a disgrace.

"So brother, you don't have to worry. It's going to be a lot easier than all the scenarios we've calculated" Barren said.

"Hahahahaha .. This is amazing! From tomorrow I will go to the temple and hand out a bag of gold pieces!" shouted Warren.

They now do not have to worry about the risk of their failure to lobby with the count or in court. In fact they had planned to give the count 30% ownership of the false dungeon.

"We don't need to waste a lot of resources on that kid. Just give him a stack of money and imitate him with praise by saying 'Happy Master, only in your era, our beloved county managed to find the false dungeon! This would be a new source of prosperity for the county!'" barren.

Warren laughed happily at all the conditions supporting them. He stroked a purple ball over his desk.

It was the Orb of Wisdom

It was handed to him by the team that was watching the adventurers. They got it from two hunters who were accidentally trapped in a dungeon.

In addition, he also got a stone containing runes.

Upon inspection, it turned out that both of them were at the high-class item level.

Taking out items from the dungeon actually violated the contract with the adventurer. Contracted, they guarantee ownership of 100% drop items to adventurers. But the story if the item was not taken and claimed by the adventurers he rented. Then there is no harm in taking the item

In his wishful thinking, Warren fantasized that maybe he could buy a castle if the gods continued to give him this kind of luck.

***

The merchants who had stalls checked whether the roof of their stalls was leaking or not. While street vendors move their goods to a shady place.

Trading activity stopped for a moment.

Amidst the noisy market noise from the rain, someone struggled running straight towards the main road.

He used his robe to protect himself from the rain.

He carried a bag of warm snacks that he hid in his robe. That's to prevent the clothes getting wet.

He ran towards a most striking building. The building is at least four stories high.

At the entrance of the building, there was the inscription Shining Golden Pavilion.

This is a luxurious inn.

Even the floor is made of marble.

The receptionist frowned unhappily as he saw the person enter with a body dripping rainwater causing the floor to become wet and dirty.

But when the man opened his headgear, the receptionist quickly switched his displeased expression into the most friendly smile he could make.

The cloaked person was a blond woman with sky blue eyes. She was the daughter of the Countess of Morhust, Clotildy D'Magnarie Otilia.

But now her beautiful face is changing.

His once firm and white skin had now turned pale. His eyes that were always radiating vigor now looked lethargic. Even his cheeks became thin and his body looked thinner than before.

The woman who was once an angel now looks like a breezed medusa chased by dogs.

Clotildy did not care about the friendly smiles of the receptionists and hotel maids. He just went up the stairs to the room they had rented.

In the meeting room, he saw a group of armoured women and men busy compiling the file. They were subordinates as well as his bodyguards during the Fertiphile. All of them are knights.

Clotildy entered the room with her snacks in her hands.

Same with him, his subordinates were also in a condition that was not much different from him.

Some have panda eye bags with tangled hair, some have red eyes and look to lose weight.

Clotildy sat in the chair as usual.

"Miss ...."

A man who was the captain of the entire crowd walked towards Clotildy with a lowered look.

"I know, you don't have to report that."

This may have been their habit while at Fertiphile.

The same words are heard every day.

When they reached Fertiphile, on the same day they sent a letter of request to meet with the count. Of course the letter was given on behalf of the Countess of Fertiphile. Every day they patiently wait. But after two months the reply letter did not come.

They often contact the county publicist to ask if their letter was received or not. But the answer from the county side was always the same, 'The letter is still being processed.'

As time went on, their enthusiasm in seeking help for their county slowly faded away being replaced by despair.

Although Clotildy was the son of a great nobleman and had officially become the successor of the Countess of Morhust, even in her letter she used her title as the successor of the Otilian dynasty, Lady Ravouille. Yet even with all that, he still had not obtained permission to meet the count.

Clotildy was now increasingly aware of how dilapidated the views of other nobles towards their dynasties were. Even a daughter of a successor to a large house that controlled a county was treated like a low nobleman who only controlled a patch of rural land.

The hope was further lost when he and his subordinates saw the Count of Fertiphile marching in the middle of the city indicating that he and his soldiers were going to war against the enemy kingdom.

The news that the Kingdom of Artchania and the Kingdom of Ibeltia had thrown each other a war decree was of course known to Clotildy. As a result, he believes that the focus of the kingdom and the great nobles in the eastern region of the kingdom is only focused on the war between these kingdoms. The Fief War experienced by Otilia and Canadia was nothing more than third-rate news.

Because of his stress relief, he recently went for a walk around the market to buy snacks.

At least he was more eager to eat street food than food provided by the inn.

"What are we gonna do next? Now the count has left his county. Do we have a reason to stay here?" ask Clotildy.

Clotildy asked the captain.

"Miss .. I heard that the current position of government is held by the count's eldest son. If we send another letter. It's possible"

"Possibly accepted? Are you sure his son is different from his father?"

Clotildy cut off the captain's words with an expressionless face. However his voice trembled which indicated he had long held back his emotions.

He looked at all his subordinates who were also no longer enthusiastic. If they decided to give up this time, then they would only return empty-handed. They spent 2 months carrying nothing.

With the last spirit and hope he had, Clotildy stood up and spoke to all of his subordinates.

"We'll send them another letter. If they don't answer, we'll ..."

Clotildy's voice faltered. Wet eyes. He tried to hold back his tears.

"We're going ... we're going back to the county."