Game Mind of a Medieval Modern Person - Chapter 173



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173. How to prevent family discord. Family.

For some, it is a word that brings warmth, but for others, it is a word that only brings hurt.

Looking back, family was not a very pleasant presence in my life, that is, on Earth.

Blood is thicker than water, blood ties are a close bond that can never be broken…

That is certainly true.

Because the distance was close, it was easy to stab it with a knife.

[Oh my~. How come the news of his marriage is so late for such a handsome and healthy guy who works so hard~.]

[Dong-gu’s mom too. Her personality is not normal, though.]

People who pretend to care, like, and be happy for others, but then mercilessly criticize and try to determine who is superior when they see even one flaw.

When I saw my lovely relatives, I couldn’t help but laugh.

[When I see people like my aunts, it’s obvious that there’s something wrong with our family’s bloodline, so I need to cut it off.]

Actually, there is a reason why my relatives, especially my aunts, are so hostile to me.

His inheritance and legacy.

It was because of money issues that the more personal relationships became entangled, the more difficult it was to keep things clean.

If you look closely, the reason my family moved to the countryside where there was nothing to do during vacation was because of money.

[son.]

[yes.]

[Try being a little cute to your grandfather.]

[You don’t even tell your dad?]

[So I told you to do it for your grandfather.]

My family, which had displayed extraordinary worldly wisdom during the turbulent decades of Korea, had its own share of wealth.

Even during the Korean War, his grandfather avoided military service by using connections and bribes, so it seems that the family has a long history of draft dodging.

Actually, I was discharged from the military as a sergeant.

Anyway, my grandfather, who avoided war, used various crises as a stepping stone to support our family in his own way, and although he was not a rich man, thanks to him we had a considerable inheritance to share.

But having too much to share inevitably leads to discord within family members.

The strategy that my father, the fourth of four siblings, put forward was a very poor strategy of making his cute and adorable grandson become attached to him.

This is a clever plan that my father came up with because he had no one to inherit, either because of his grandfather’s wishes or because of the restraints of his other siblings.

Of course, he is not a grandfather who would not notice such nonsense.

Rather than acting cute, when I told him the truth when we were alone together, he looked down at me with a stern look, saying he already knew.

[Inseok, what your father does is good for you too, so why are you telling me?]

[I don’t want to hold ancestral rites for my grandfather. My uncle can just receive it all and do it himself.]

[You idiot, who do you owe your living to!]

[I will go and believe in Jesus.]

That day, my grandfather changed his mind and went on a rampage, determined to see that wicked man come to perform the ancestral rites.

My father, who always whined about how he would make the most of his youngest son’s strengths, was so surprised that he asked me for my secret.

[Son, how on earth did you act cute?]

[He said that because he didn’t want to perform the ritual.]

[?]

I am certain that from this moment on, the way my aunts looked at me changed.

How can the eyes of those who used to say I was pretty become so evil?

The moral of the story was what it takes to keep a family and clan in harmony.

money.

When it comes to money, no matter who you are, you have to decide on a course of action before you die.

My visit to the cathedral before the audience as soon as I returned was a build-up to this occasion.

Terveer, the knight who had forgotten only the oath of abstinence, spread his arms and shouted at his long-awaited bride.

“Yurid!”

“dad?”

At that moment, Yurid was in the middle of practicing maintaining the posture he had been taught.

Then, a welcome voice was heard.

Yurid opened her eyes wide, unable to shake off her hair that was stuck to her sweat.

It was not long before surprise turned to joy.

“Yurid!!!”

“dad!!!”

The women hugged each other and spun around, squealing loudly.

It was so noisy that even the monks and nuns who were walking quietly turned around to look.

It is now.

I stepped back a few steps and approached the knights who were happily watching the reunion.

This is mainly for the fellow knights who fought alongside Terveer.

“Huh? Your Majesty?”

“Yurid. Even if that child doesn’t say anything, I know deep down that he lacks confidence. He’s probably lost a lot of confidence. He probably has a lot of worries in his heart.”

As an educator, if you have a clear awareness, you will naturally know what is needed.

Some pretty plausible opinions poured out of my mouth without any hesitation.

“I would like you to tell me the tales of the exploits of your father, Sir Tervere, whom you respect and admire, and of your companions. Of course, I will provide you with servants and food to ensure your lords have ample rest. If possible, I would like to ask you to spare some time for the child.”

“…Huh, indeed. I didn’t think Your Majesty would take such details into consideration…”

The knights looked at me with impressed eyes and then nodded roughly.

“Of course. You are none other than Lord Terveer’s daughter!”

“Telling a young lady a tale is part of chivalry.”

The knights, convinced by my words, approached Mrs. Terveer, bickering over who should speak first.

The only knights left before me were the self-proclaimed adjutant Sir Hustan and the upright knight Sir Mild.

Then, Sir Hustan hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth with difficulty.

“I, Your Majesty…”

“huh?”

“If you are interested in receiving more seeds, I have a son who is lacking. I would like to ask you to give him a chance as well.”

“Oh! Of course! But isn’t there a knight that your son was serving separately?”

“Shamefully… yes, that’s right.”

Of course, not just anyone can become a seed.

If you like a knight who has enough money, you will receive a seed, but unless he is a very good guy, there is no reason to spend time and money on it.

Judging by the way Lord Hustan blushes and casts his gaze down, he doesn’t seem to be a very good swordsman.

But a great teacher knows how to polish even the rough stones on the roadside into beautiful jade stones.

If you grind it like crazy until the stone dust flies, you won’t be able to learn it without it being reborn as jade.

“Just send him. I will teach him generously.”

“I am at a loss for words that Your Majesty, who is so busy, has taken the time for me.”

“Good. Then… I would like Sir Mild and Sir Hustan to spare some time for Yurid.”

“Us too?”

It seems that he was disappointed that he did not serve with Lord Terveer.

But since we both majored in the same subject, I nodded without hesitation.

“I have some things to worry about for a moment.”

***

Of course, there were more than a few things I had to worry about.

As soon as I returned to the cathedral, the first person to come to see me was Bishop Ganista.

“Yes, I really don’t know what to say to you for trusting this old man so much.”

“Once I believe in someone, I believe in them till the end. That’s my creed.”

“Hahaha. This old man also threw some punches when he was young.”

Bishop Ganista was so passionate that he raised his fist with his eyes wide open after adjusting his belt.

When I see someone so energetic that they can inspire anyone, the fire in my heart also boils.

Yes, Bishop Ganista hasn’t seen it yet.

I pulled out the dagger I had been carrying in my bosom.

“…Your Majesty?”

“Let me show you a trick.”

He threw the dagger and clenched his fist.

What you’re aiming for is the handle.

Accurately predicting both the point of impact and the time of landing.

Pfft!

As soon as I heard the loud crashing sound, I had a gut feeling.

Is it a failure?

As expected, a bitter smile came to my face as I saw the dagger bouncing off the stone wall.

“I’m getting old too.”

It has a much shorter range and loses power quickly compared to throwing properly, but it is a useful method in urgent situations.

If it were normal, even if it was a stone wall, the tip of the sword would have stuck through it… I guess the third life and the second life are different.

The muscles trained through hard serf labor until the age of seven were difficult to keep up with even through skill.

“I’m sorry, Bishop. I tried to show you my fist, but it wasn’t easy.”

“Heh heh, no. It was the old man’s fault for trying to pick a fight with the young man. Well… that’s… right…”

Bishop Ganista was distracted by the sight of the daggers strewn about on the ground.

The raised fist had already disappeared behind his back a long time ago.

It was evidence that he was ready to talk.

“Bishop, I think I will have to compare what I know with the records of the Church.”

“Compare? What do you mean?”

“The rituals associated with Ise. Their symbols, their everything… I feel the need to review them.”

I also told Bishop Ganista the truth without hiding anything.

The strange miracles performed by the four-swinging Ariaba, the strange howls that drove all beasts mad.

“Just from what you say, it sounds like a miracle performed by the Dragon God. However, it is difficult to be certain. If we want to know where the power of the pagans comes from, it would be more certain to know what they offered as tribute.”

“Are there any relevant books left?”

“Hmm. I guess it would be faster to search through the library of Illeniphut than here. Alright. I will have this old man investigate and compile the information about their strange powers and bring it all back to me.”

“Can’t you command your subordinates?”

“Hahaha. Anyone can come in and use it.”

…Tsk.

This time, it was important so I couldn’t help it.

I had to approve Bishop Ganista’s… ‘business trip’ with a heavy heart, as if sharp nails were piercing my heart.

There were countless other tasks piling up, but I decided that they were not issues to be dealt with now.

Instead, I made a very important decision.

***

I called in Terveer, who had been busy giving in to Yurid, and told him my decision.

Then Terveer asked back with a thoughtful face.

“…Why do you suddenly want to meet your family?”

“I regret that I cannot arrange a private meeting because of my status as a priest. I have returned to the cathedral before the audience to take care of some business, so I would like to take the opportunity to meet you.”

“Humble and humble?”

“Wouldn’t it be nice to meet family members you’ve never met before?”

Being a priest had its advantages, but it also had many disadvantages.

Since it is a job that is prone to being the subject of gossip, you have to be even more careful about your conduct.

Nari, a knight who left his beloved woman and went to a distant battlefield.

A young priest, and the knight’s brother at that, asks to meet a woman who misses such a knight?

This isn’t throwing firewood; it’s requesting to be burned at the stake.

Even if the reason they wanted to meet was because of the countless illegitimate children Terveer had created.

“If you won’t be so restrained, I, the younger brother, will have no choice but to discuss sensitive issues.”

Then the knight Terveer.

The honorable battlefield figure was nowhere to be found, as he knelt down and cried out with a face filled with solemn determination.

“Narva, please…! Doesn’t this guy do everything else well?”

I found myself sighing at the sight of this miserable sight.

“Let’s not kneel. For this kind of thing.”

“It is a matter between a man and a woman. How could a knight who has been appointed to serve a woman neglect her business?”

Actually, if you look closely, Terveer isn’t all that bad.

From a modern perspective, Terveer may seem like a bastard, but even in modern times, it is rare for a man to take care of all the women he has one-night stands with.

Rather, Terveer was a man who would take care of his children, whether they were his own children or not, by learning their names and taking care of them in many ways.

It is not that his estate is overflowing with corruption because he has renounced his inheritance rights, but the fact that he sent me, the bishop, a list of his illegitimate children is proof of this.

All in all, it was an honorable article in itself.

The bad thing is the evil of Terveer, the evil stain that invites lust.

Hate the sin, but not the sinner.

I wish I could just cut off my brother’s only blemish with one stroke of a sword!

…How could I dye my blade with my brother’s blood?

When I conveyed this earnest feeling, Terve was also moved and his face hardened.

“Let’s go see my sister-in-law.”

“Yeah. Okay then…”

The time for family counseling has finally arrived.

Episode 174