Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 108



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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 108

22-Academy

“Besides, I don’t want to create a sense of disharmony within the company by receiving a title for no reason.”

Considering the negative factors, buying random items was just a waste of money.

Arthur was also a little worried by his opinion.

“Will I feel that way too?”

“I don’t think you have to worry about that.”

Jaran answered with a smile like an uncle looking at his nephew. From what he had seen of Arthur’s personality, it didn’t seem like he would suddenly change or anything just because he had become a quasi-baron, so he didn’t really worry about the sense of discomfort he would feel at the Tsuraz Craft Guild.

Wasn’t Arthur originally a special presence within the guild?

Considering the enormous profits that the Tsuraz Craft Guild had made as a result, it was surprising that Arthur had not been abusive until now. Rather, Arthur’s claim to the title of Baron was a way for him to regain the influence and rights he had contributed to the guild.

Arthur frowned at the explanation given by such a grown man.

“Then won’t I have more work to do?”

“Haha! That’s why I like you.”

A man who looks at his own duties first rather than being blinded by the sweetness of power. That was the Arthur that Jaran knew.

Samuel arrived at the mansion first and was finishing up the party preparations with the help of the servants hired by Jaran. As it turned out, Arthur and his wife were the first guests to arrive.

“Huh? Aren’t you here too early?”

“… … Did you arrive on time for the appointment?”

“Don’t you know that the protagonist is supposed to be late?”

“I don’t want to know.”

Arriving late does attract attention, but I didn’t want to show it off that much. If you think about it, I didn’t want to become a semi-self-made person.

Anyway, after Arthur and his wife arrived, their acquaintances arrived one after another. The workshop staff including Kadan, the guild office workers including Holden, and the manager of the Lydis Club, Inuang, and the employees gathered to congratulate Arthur on becoming a quasi-noble.

Amelia arrived after finishing her singing lesson, holding hands with Cho-Reng, and Madame Zeltney arrived at the party, escorted by Sangswart. The last to arrive was Rel.

“Brother! I’m out!”

Samuel claims that the main character appears last, but contrary to his words, the only people who are interested in Rel’s appearance are the servants of the mansion. They are all too busy enjoying alcohol, food, and music.

It seemed that the atmosphere was heightened by the young men in the workshop and office and the young female employees of the Lydis Club. After all, who is more suitable for livening up the atmosphere than young men and women?

“Brother. I’m out.”

Rel spotted Arthur and approached him. Arthur and Viana were sitting at a table near the wall.

“Sister-in-law, did you drink?”

Rel saw Viana’s face flushed, her eyes closed and her head resting on Arthur’s shoulder. She looked tired from the alcohol.

Arthur sighed and nodded. He kept sipping the sweet fruit wine until at some point he looked like this.

Arthur had no choice but to stay by their side and take care of them. Everyone was grateful that they could just pass by and laugh at the sight of the two of them.

Reldo turned his gaze away from the two people, to find one person.

A girl came into the boy’s sight. The girl was looking up at a stunningly beautiful woman with sparkling eyes, and the beautiful woman was saying something to the girl with a kind expression.

The boy mustered up his courage and approached.

“Oh, hello.”

“Hello, Brother Rel.”

“Are you Arthur’s brother?”

Mrs. Zeltney smiled at Arthur’s younger brother, whom she had only heard of through stories. Seeing her smile, Rel nodded with a blank expression. Amelia’s eyes narrowed at that sight, and she did not hear her muttering, “As expected, men are…” It was a painful mistake for the boy.

“Have you eaten?”

“Oh, no, not yet.”

“Then do you want to sit here and eat?”

On the table that Mrs. Zeltney pointed to, there were still warm sausages and sweet-looking cookies.

The boy nodded absentmindedly, then sat down and began to eat.

With his mind blank, Rel realized that the beautiful lady in front of him was the Lady Zeltney he had only heard of, and that Lady Zeltney was also able to converse with Arthur’s brother, who had often been mentioned.

“Are you preparing to enter the academy?”

“Yes, yes!”

“Wow. You seem smart.”

“Uh. No.”

Rel, who was blushing and feeling embarrassed, unfortunately did not see Amelia’s expression growing colder as she looked at her.

Anyway, Mrs. Zeltny asked the boy if he was studying well and what his dreams were for the future, and the boy answered, somewhat composure, although embarrassed.

But there was someone who wanted to interrupt their cozy relationship, and that was Amelia.

“Sister! I’m practicing singing too!”

“Really? Can you tell me later?”

“What song do you want to hear?”

Could it be that the reason Amelia was looking at Rel with such disapproval was because she had lost the attention of her beloved ‘sister’?

Mrs. Zeltney, who was actually called “sister,” had very delicate feelings. To be called “sister” by a girl who was at best her niece… … . She was embarrassed, but she didn’t know how to express this pleasant feeling… … .

Then a person approached.

“Miss Isabella. This looks fun.”

“Oh, Mr. Sangswart.”

Amelia hid behind Madame Zeltney in embarrassment at the appearance of the handsome man with a gentle atmosphere and a sad smile. Seeing this scene, Rel felt a strange sense of deprivation and looked at Sangswart with a resentful expression.

Who are you to ruin my good time?

Sangswart wasn’t superhuman enough to read the meaning contained in such a gaze, so he sat down on the empty chair and took his place.

“This boy?”

“He’s Arthur’s younger brother.”

“Ah! You said you were preparing to enter the academy?”

I was intrigued by the expression on Sangswart’s face.

“Okay, I’ll give you a simple problem. Do you want to solve it?”

“Uh… is this a past exam question?”

“If you prepare for the entrance exam, you will definitely be able to pass.”

Rel asked with a look of displeasure on her face.

“Who are you to test me?”

“Sangswart Gemini. A lawyer.”

“Are you a lawyer?”

Rel’s eyes blinked. Haltz Boot had explained various career paths to the boy who wanted to make a living by studying, one of which was becoming a lawyer.

As Master Haltz Boot explains,

“Are you a person who makes a living by playing with words?”

“… … Huh. Who said that?”

“Uh… So… … .”

To the astonished Sangswart, Rel realized her slip of the tongue, but since it was already spilled milk, she answered honestly.

Sangswot, an intellectual from Tsuraz, nodded with a bitter smile, knowing that he knew someone named Haltz Boot.

“From his perspective, it is quite understandable for him to say that.”

But soon he continued with a cool smile.

“Because he is someone who has lived a noble life, ignoring the cruel reality.”

Sangswart explained to Rel, who was still unfamiliar with reality, what a lawyer does.

“In the end, reality is governed by law. Even if the law seems unreasonable, it is a clear reality, and lawyers are in the business of protecting clients from the tyranny of the law. Have you ever heard the saying, “If you don’t know, you’ll get hurt?”

“yes.”

“Yes. Many people suffer injustice because they do not have enough legal knowledge. That’s when you need a lawyer.”

Sangswart explained the importance of lawyers by citing cases he had handled as examples.

Rel muttered at his explanation.

“Everything that exists in human history has its own reason.”

“That’s quite an academic statement.”

“That’s something my brother often said to me when I was little.”

“Oh. I see.”

“It really hit home when I was making a long scoop of shit to scoop out the back room.”

“… … ..”

“Pfft!”

Amelia burst out laughing, then hid her head behind Mrs. Zeltney’s shoulder as attention turned to her. Mrs. Zeltney didn’t laugh either, but she found Rel’s words quite amusing.

“Have you heard stories like that often since then?”

“Um… … . I think I said something like that when I said I didn’t know why something was like that.”

“If that’s the case?”

Rel, who had been gathering his thoughts for a moment in response to Sangswot’s question, answered.

“I think most of it seemed unreasonable.”

“For example?”

“Why do we collect taxes, why do we drink alcohol, etc.”

“Oh.”

Saengswart looked at Arthur sitting at the table over there, and Rel continued talking as if she had found her voice again.

“I felt frustrated. I was curious about the reason behind it, so I asked him to tell me, and he said he would think about it.”

“so?”

“I thought about it but I didn’t know anything so I couldn’t find an answer. So I got frustrated and kept asking for help.”

At Rel’s story, Sangswart turned his gaze again and listened to the boy’s story.

The boy continued with a sullen expression.

“I had to listen to explanations that I couldn’t understand until the sun went down.”

“Pfft! What is that?”

Mrs. Zeltney burst out laughing. It was Arthur-like. Arthur, whether he knew it or not, often said and did things that were difficult to understand. It was an eccentricity that geniuses have, wasn’t it?

“Then he asked me if I understood. I shook my head and said I didn’t know.”

“And that’s the end?”

“I still remember what my brother said back then. Look, you wouldn’t understand even if I explained it to you? If it wasn’t something I got through thinking, it wasn’t mine. It wasn’t mine, so I wouldn’t understand it.”

“When was that?”

“I was probably ten years old.”

“You were different from others since you were young.”

Rel nodded at Madame Zeltni’s words.

“My brother would have done well if he had become a scholar.”

It wasn’t just their table that was chatting away like that.

The sight of men and women gathered together, laughing and chatting, resembled a salon, but it was not as formal as a salon, and the atmosphere was more lively, perhaps because they had gathered for a good cause.

Time passed in an exciting atmosphere and before we knew it, the party was over.

Everyone returned to their daily lives, feeling sorry for the farewell. The same was true of Arthur Hurt.

* * *

22-Academy

The busy winter has passed. In the meantime, Arthur, who has become a semi-master, has been busy managing the production of music boxes and designing ornaments to be delivered to the Lydis Salon.

The music box business has been booming for several months, but copycat products are already starting to appear. Those exporting to those countries are probably having a headache.

Arthur had already proposed a solution that involved strengthening copyright laws, working with copyright businesses and local power players, but it was not an easy task, and few people actually followed through on his words. Well, that wasn’t Arthur’s fault.

When the first snow melted, there was Rell’s entrance exam to the Academy. Arthur brought Rell there himself, but she didn’t seem to relax at all.

“Don’t worry. Even if you fall, you can still eat and live.”

“how?”

“I’ll put you in the Mato Trading Company. Mr. Samuel said that these days there’s a shortage of smart people, so it’s a headache.”

“Am I smart?”

“Tsk tsk.”

Arthur clicked his tongue as he watched Rel respond blankly.

Tutor Umel may not have been able to teach, but he was definitely excellent at teaching. He crammed a large amount of knowledge into Rel’s head to get a high score on the academy entrance exam, and this spoon-fed education was something Rel had never experienced before, and it was by no means easy, which led Rel to do some self-reflection.

Is this the extent of my abilities?

To be honest, to be honest, Rel wasn’t that much of a genius. Did Rel, who thought he was a genius or at least a genius because he was his brother’s younger brother, destroy his sense of closeness?