Isekai: Princess Marquess Becomes Entrepreneur of Tempe

Chapter 25. A Glass of Milk (1)

"Ryndall, as much as possible cut all land cultivation expenditure at Armelin. Our family finances are not good. But don't tell this to Elona. Do not let him have to think hard to become stressed because of this problem. I don't want to see him depressed and suffering from an overeating disorder again like I used to."

The sentences Stefan wrote in his letter to his secretary Ryndall are still imprinted in Elona's brain today, even though time has shown nocturnal. The girl had been wearing her nightgown for an hour, but her eyes did not feel sleepy.

Ryndall finally recounted all the financial circumstances of the Locke family this afternoon. About how Stefan hid it all this time, and about his great master still felt that he could pay for all expenses as long as he was smart to manage it.

But Ryndall thought that the young lady should know everything, because after all this time the girl was the temporary leader of this Armelin City. And it is impossible for a leader not to know his own financial condition.

Elona had proposed to make a loan to the bank. Actually Ryndall agreed, but with a heavy heart he revealed something.

"Mr Stefan already made a payment with an interest-bearing promissory note at the bank to pay off 12 tons of limestone lime back then, Miss."

Elona's mind went awry upon hearing the revelation of her sister's secretary. Promissory note is a letter of payment. In a fantasy world similar to the medieval era on this earth, for large transactions, exchanged is not money, but writing a statement of being able to pay with interest agreed by the bank with the borrower. It is called a promissory note, its name.

And Elona is unlikely to add a loan for anything else because later the interest can be piled up.

Geck! Geck!

"Come in." said Elona as soon as she heard the door of her room being knocked. A servant came to bring a glass of milk for the young lady.

"Miss not sleeping?" ask the waiter. Elona just shook her head. The waiter then offered a tray with a glass of milk on it.

"Drink this milk, Miss, so that your mind may be more relaxed."

"Thank you, yes" said Elona smiling as she took the milk glass from the tray. After that, the servant came out of Elona's room.

The glass of milk on the table in front of her was not drunk by the girl. He just looked at it with a mind of sorts that kept raging in the head.

What am I supposed to do? Do I have to cut workers' wages to be more efficient? But they themselves have lived hardships. I can still enjoy drinking milk at night. While them? Maybe once a day drinking milk is not necessarily.

Geck!

"Come in." said Elona again while continuing to look at the glass of milk, then drink a little. I don't know why tonight it feels like he has no appetite for anything to eat and drink. Usually a glass of milk that he spent greedily and then went to sleep soundly, but not for tonight.

Silence happens. Elona thought there would be another waiter coming in to deliver something after the door was knocked, but apparently no one entered from there. But the knocking happened again.

Geck!

"Who, anyway?!" Elona turned to the door, but it did not sound from there.

Geck! Geck!

Elona searched for the source of the sound. His eyes stopped at the shadow of a human above the large tree branch outside his bedroom window. The girl was surprised to recognize his face.

"That!"

The man tried to enter through the window of Elona's room but was locked. So, he just tried to tap on the window using the pebbles he collected from under the tree.

Elona immediately got up from her seat and opened the windows. Art immediately jumped in and now sat in the window frame of the room.

"Hi" said the man with a smile. The moonlight came in and shone on his face.

"Hi Art, are you coming again?" Elona smiled as she saw the man. Although Elona could not remember who this man was from the webtoon she had read, but the girl felt that the young man before her was so special.

There was something distinctive about Art other than his handsome face. Its existence can make Elona so more cheerful than usual, especially when he felt sad for thinking about the fate of his arable land as it is today.

"You can say anytime I'm here?" tanya Art confirmed. Elona nodded with a smile.

"Sure! Don't just sit there. Come inside." Elona grabbed Art's right hand and held it with both hands, pulled her into her room and invited her to sit on a chair with a round table in front of her. A glass of warm milk is also available on the table.

The one in his hand was of course holding his breath as long as he went from the window frame to the chair. Art's facial hue was flushed red and his nose felt like a kempis. But of course it was not shown in front of the girl. Is Elona the insensitive one?

Clearly, ever since Art realized there was something strange about his feelings for Elona, the young man was getting good at acting, showing that everything was fine and that nothing had happened to him.

"Have you eaten?" elona asked as she sat on the chair opposite Art sat down. The young man nodded.

"Why do we meet, you always ask me if I've eaten or not?" ask the man. Elona looked a little surprised.

"really? I'm asking the same thing all the time?"

Art nodded, "Yes. Every time."

Elona nodded in her chair. His mind floated on the events of the earth, when he was still Tara.

Tara felt that that was what a boyfriend should do. The girl only understood plainly that this was how attention was shown, because she had never had a relationship with someone before. Let alone a boyfriend, a close friend he also does not have.

But it turns out that one day, Geri revealed that all that is not necessary.

"Don't always ask such trivial things. I'm not a kid! Don't you trust me, until I have to be asked questions?!"

From then on, Tara held herself back from always knowing whether she had eaten, or gone with whom, or anywhere for the whole day. Until he knew, if in fact he was not the one who mistakenly expressed his affection. Because it turns out Geri just does not want to be bothered with a lot of chat that comes in while being busy flirting with other women.

*****

"Elona...?"

Art flicked his hand in the air, in front of Elona's face. The man desperately went into a girl's room at night not to see her daydream before him. As soon as she was called, the girl regained consciousness from her daydream.

"Are we daydreaming?" ask the young man again. Elona.

"Just remember something in the past" he replied. Then the girl looked at Art's face.

"I'm sorry, yeah, if you're feeling uncomfortable I ask you the same thing every time you meet,"

"Eh, it's okay..." Art replied in confusion, especially when he saw the look on Elona's face that suddenly became sad.

"I'm sorry yes, from now on I won't ask such things again,"

"Eh, no!!" Art spontaneously shouted as soon as he heard the words of Elona just now. The man immediately covered his mouth with both hands.

"Don't be noisy! Anyway, what do you mean by 'don't'?" ask Elona back.

"I'm glad you asked me such trivial things." replied the young man. Elona looked at him in wonder.

"really?"

Art sighed, trying to control himself from hugging the girl before him.

"Right, so don't stop doing it." said Art. Where could he have wanted Elona to stop showing him concern. Because it is precisely with that the heart of Art beat fast not because it was made.

"Really?" Elona asked with a smile. The young man nodded quickly.

"Well, you understand me, right? Thank you very much, hehe..."

Elona smiled, but a moment later her face returned moody.

"Why you?" tanya Art was curious. "Since I've looked out the window, you've been thinking a lot,"

"Hehe, looks, huh?" Elona smiled

"What's the problem?" the man asked again. Elona looked at him for a moment. The girl thought that Art was an excellent discussion companion for her, even from the first time they had met at the lake the other day.

"Maybe you can help me solve the solution." Elona says.

"What about?" ask Art.

Elona also explained the problems he was facing, including the contents of Stefan's letter to Ryndall, and his confusion undergoing the soybean farming business he was currently doing.

"My family couldn't possibly make another loan to the bank after knowing that my sister had done that" Elona said, closing the explanation at length.

Art listened to it carefully while thinking.

"What do you think I should do, huh? Does anyone want to loan money at low interest rates? But I don't know any aristocrat who would lend me his money just like that..."

Elona returned moody in her gut thought. Art could only stare at him.

If you had known, if I could have given all my wealth to you without a single flower.

Art said in his heart, which he immediately denied himself. Even if Elona knew that she was a duke candidate with abundant wealth, the girl would not be willing to take her help for granted. Elona's stubborn nature and not want to trouble others now even makes it difficult for the young man to help him.

So, what should the man do to make Elona's face cheerful again? Art aka Arthur Eckart the son of the duke also so come to think hard made.

*****