How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 19



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Episode 19. Tariq (3).

Kael sighed at the question, “Do you really want to destroy the world?” and instead asked Tariq, who had asked the question.

“If that’s the case, what are you going to do?”

Given the topic, it would be natural for Tariq to be flustered by the question. However, Tariq answered his question with a calm, expressionless face.

“I wish you had told me the date of destruction in advance.”

Kael snickered and laughed at the request to know the date, not even asking for it to be destroyed.

Kael was certain that even if he were to destroy him here and now, his answer would not change, and his certainty was right.

Tariq knew that he and his brother would have already disappeared from the world if the world had not been destroyed, if it were not for Kael, and he was grateful for the mere fact that he could spend more time with his brother who was now healthy.

Then Kael opened his mouth, leaning back on the sofa with a look of exasperation.

“I have no intention of destroying it. However, on the surface, I will be dealing with those who wish to protect the world like the Master of the Holy Sword, and I may become their enemy.”

“If that’s the case, then it’s more hopeful than destructive.”

“You’re a more positive type than I thought.”

“I also realized for the first time that I could be this positive.”

The two people talked as if they were fairly close, but the conversation didn’t last long. Kael closed his eyes, signaling the end of the conversation.

“Enough with the small talk, we’ve finished the urgent matter. Let’s disband now.”

“Okay, let’s go back.”

“Oh, well. Me too.”

At his words, Tariq and Lily got up from the sofa, and just before they opened the door to the office and left, Kael’s voice was heard again from behind them.

“Oh, take this too.”

There was a sound of something small cutting through the air, and even though his back was turned, Tariq easily caught what Kael had thrown.

What I feel in my hand is the feel of cold metal.

When he opened his hand, he saw that inside it was a key with a small purple jewel ring.

“key…?”

Lily muttered in surprise after confirming what her brother had received, and Kael’s voice followed.

“My assistant will tell you how to use it. While you’re at it, sign the employment contract.”

The siblings nodded, and Kael spoke to Mabel, who was sitting next to him like a stone statue.

“You go out too.”

“me too?”

“Take them to Hugo. He’ll be in the reception room.”

– Okay.

The door to the office closed, and Mabel, who had been practically kicked out, took the lead.

“…Shall we go?”

It was a voice that somehow had a gloomy tone to it.

“You came.”

As Kael said, Hugo was waiting for them in the reception room of the Damier family, as if he knew they were coming. He had prepared refreshments and tea and was waiting for them.

As those who entered the reception room took their seats, Hugo introduced himself, placing a glass of well-brewed tea in front of Tariq and Lily, and a glass of sweet fruit juice in front of Mabel.

“I am Hugo, the chief butler of the Damier family and the assistant to the Countess Damier. Feel free to call me by my name.”

His speech continued naturally with the introduction.

“This is Lily, this is Tariq’s employment contract. Please review the contract. If there is anything you don’t understand or want me to change, please let me know.”

Tariq accepted the papers with familiarity.

Mercenaries would take on work for clients for a short period of time, from a day to a long period of time, and the document they would use the most when working as mercenaries was the employment contract.

Because it was a document he had seen so many times, Tariq’s expression gradually became strange as he accepted the document and read it without thinking much about it.

His expression was hard to define, as if he had frozen or had seen something wrong.

Mabel, who was watching the two people checking the documents while gorging on the only snacks and juice on the table, could see his expression.

“Is there a problem?”

“… The salary is strange.”

Tariq answered the child’s question without realizing it, and the answer to his answer came from Hugo, not the child.

“Oh, that salary is the basic salary.”

The old gentleman, with a kind smile on his face, began his explanation with a very friendly attitude, as if he had been waiting for it.

“Even if you get a job as an escort, the basic working hours are set from 9 AM to 6 PM, and the monthly salary written on the documents is calculated only by calculating the commuting hours.”

As you can see below.

Overtime work on weekends and outside of commuting hours is paid at double the hourly rate. When the owner goes out to do business, it is calculated as a business trip and 2.5 times the hourly rate.

“Of course, all expenses incurred during the business trip will be covered by the Damie family.”

Tariq opened his mouth slightly at the old gentleman’s flowing voice, but soon came to his senses and shook his head.

“That’s not it.”

What he meant by ‘strange’ was never, absolutely not that there was not enough money. What he meant was that, on the contrary, the amount written in the contract was too much.

Tariq also knew that knights usually received a lot of money. Especially in the case of escort knights, since most of them were nobles, it was natural that the amount spent on hiring them was high.

But this amount…

“Ah, as expected.”

Hugo nodded as if he had finally realized Tariq’s denial.

At the old man’s nod, Tariq felt relieved that the old man understood what he had meant. Although that sense of relief had passed before it could take hold.

“It seems that twice the salary of a regular escort knight is not enough to hire someone as skilled as a mercenary king.”

Hugo’s voice, which continued quickly, made Tariq unable to continue speaking at the thought of his lack of ability, let alone the fact that he knew he was the mercenary king.

How could you misunderstand that I said this amount was small? No, because you know that I am a mercenary king? Because I am a mercenary king known to be crazy about money?

“I will tell the owner to adjust it to about 3 times….”

“No, it’s not.”

“Is that okay? If it’s a little, feel free to tell me. We at Damie’s Craftsman can easily adjust the amount to that amount.”

“That’s enough.”

Tariq signed the employment contract without saying anything, hearing anything, or seeing anything, because the amount seemed like it would increase rather than decrease even if he continued talking.

Lily, who had been watching Tariq and Hugo’s conversation, also quietly signed and handed over the contract.

– Crispy.

Mabel looked at them with understanding as she bit into a cookie.

It’s hard to get used to this incredible wealth.

Because I’m not used to it yet.

“That… Mr. Hugo.”

“Yes. Go ahead.”

“Count Damier gave us a key. He said that we should ask Mr. Hugo how to use it. Could you tell me how to use the key?”

“Thank goodness the owner didn’t forget and gave the keys to both of you!”

Hugo, who for some reason spoke in a voice that was almost a sigh, maintained his characteristically kind smile as he explained the use of the key.

“That key is actually the key to the house for you two.”

“… Home?”

Lily asked again to confirm as if she had misheard, but Hugo nodded calmly and confirmed it.

“That’s right. It’s a house. I think you can think of it as a gift that the owner prepared for you two to use on your commutes.”

There aren’t many good properties in the inner city these days. It’s a shame that we found a property outside. But we’ve prepared it so that the two of you can move in right away and live there without any inconvenience.

After that, Tariq and Lily stood in front of the main gate of the Damier mansion, not even knowing how they had been seen off by Hugo and Mabel.

“Brother. Is this real?”

Lily looked at the piece of paper with the address written on it and asked Tariq, who was standing next to her.

“… For now?”

Tariq answered his brother’s question, holding the gift that Hugo had placed in his arms.

After coming back from the dead, he got a job in a noble family.

After I got a job, I got a house in the capital.

The same question occurred in the siblings’ minds at the same time.

Is this… correct?

* * *

The countess Damier was famous among the nobility for not taking on new servants.

Information that can raise money from his close proximity. The nobles who wanted to obtain information about the future were watching the Countess’s recruitment of servants, and those who had been persistently investigating the Countess Damier’s house despite the fact that she had not hired any servants in recent years noticed that the Countess Damier had hired a new bodyguard and a dedicated maid for her daughter.

The news spread like wildfire and quickly became a hot topic among the capital’s nobles, and it wasn’t long before they discovered the identity of their new hire.

“Have you heard? I heard that you brought in a commoner to be your adopted daughter’s exclusive maid.”

“They say that the escort knights are also commoners.”

“Oh my? I guess you all haven’t heard that the commoner is the ‘King of Mercenaries’.”

“That mercenary king who is crazy about money?”

“Yes. That would have been enough to hire the mercenary king, the viscount of Damie. And there’s also a rumor going around that the exclusive maid is the mercenary king’s younger sister.”

The information circulating among the nobles reached the ears of the Emperor, and as soon as the Emperor heard the news, he sent a letter to the source of the rumor, the Viscount Damier.

The letter bearing the Emperor’s seal was delivered to the Viscount Damier, Cael du Damier.

“It’s been a while, Viscount Damie.

The capital has been quite noisy lately. I am writing this because I am worried about my old friend and loyal vassal.

It has been a long time since we last met face to face. I hope you will stop by the palace sometime soon. I look forward to seeing you in the near future.

The Emperor’s letter, translated literally, was as follows:

“Long time no see. Kael.

The capital has been abuzz with stories about you lately. I’m curious as to why you’ve been acting so quietly, and I have something I want to ask you directly, so come to the palace. Right now.”

– Hururuk.

The letter, whose contents had been confirmed, was burned in Kael’s hands and disappeared without leaving even ashes.

The fact that it had the Emperor’s seal, not the royal seal, meant that the letter was written by the Emperor himself.

Burning such a letter could easily be considered an act of insult, but Kael burned the letter without any hesitation and his gaze turned to another letter on the desk.

The green paper, which was more like a note than a letter, had a short message written on it.

“Passed the first ordeal.”