Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 123



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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 123

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Arthur thought for a moment and then nodded.

What does Mrs. Zeltney like? Arthur had been avoiding personal contact with her as much as possible since he had become aware of her feelings. So he didn’t really know much about her private life.

Are you just someone who loves beautiful things, is shy when dealing with people, and is used to men’s gazes at you?

Arthur knew nothing about her personally except that she liked small animals but had no intention of raising any, that she loved music, and that she had a beautiful smile for those close to her.

“Okay. Okay. Not much has changed.”

Kato nodded with a satisfied smile at what Arthur had said. But soon he expressed his dissatisfaction, asking if that was all.

“But is that all?”

“I am truly sorry that I have no information to help you, Your Majesty.”

When Arthur half-sarcastically replied, Cato pleaded again.

“Don’t do that. Isn’t there a clue that can narrow down the relationship with her?”

“If it’s that sensitive, shouldn’t you know that I won’t tell you?”

“No, I mean… … .”

Kato wagged his tongue and rambled on, but to cut through the nonsense and get to the point, he said, ‘Everything is good. If things go well with her, I will never forget your contributions.’

But Arthur really didn’t know any more, so he had nothing more to say.

“I really don’t know.”

“Is this really so?”

“Don’t just ask me, ask others too. What about Mr. Sangswart?”

Kato frowned when his rival’s name was mentioned.

“Isn’t there anyone else besides that kid?”

“What about Countess Tzak?”

“You. Are you kidding me?”

No? How did you know?

Arthur stopped talking and continued.

“There’s a woman named Catherine at the salon. I know she often comes into the shop to chat.”

“Could that be a woman named Catherine Hathaway?”

“I don’t know her last name. Oh! She’s in a relationship with a man named Balan Jertoni.”

“Then you’re right. Catherine Hathaway.”

Kato licked his lips as if his mouth was dry and let out a small sigh.

“Yeah… I should meet that woman.”

And then he got up from his seat. His actions were so quick that to other people he looked like a very busy person.

He went first and said.

“Thank you. And I apologize for what happened last time. But please pay more attention to the royal finances. Aren’t you a titled noble?”

This subtly hints at the fact that Arthur is classified as a pro-royalist.

After he left, Arthur immediately told Mrs. Zeltney about this.

If Viscount Kato had been a better man, he would have kept silent, but considering his strong ego that did not consider Madame Zeltny’s feelings, it seemed unlikely that Madame Zeltny would be happy when they were reunited. She was also quite assertive.

It wasn’t that Kato was upset that he left without paying for the tea. It wasn’t like that at all.

“Okay, I got it. Thanks.”

After hearing the story, Mrs. Zeltney simply smiled bitterly and thanked Arthur.

Arthur prayed for the repose of Viscount Cato’s soul in response to her attitude.

***

“Please take good care of Viana.”

“Don’t worry, mother-in-law.”

The Balta couple finished their schedule in the capital and returned to Tsuraz.

Before leaving, Tony joked that he had been away from the guild office for so long that he would have a lot of paperwork to deal with.

You might think that paperwork could be done in the capital, but the essence of the Tsuraz Craft Guild was a cooperative of artisans.

If you just deal with important documents from afar, it’s bound to creak and make noise, right? An organization needs its members to get along and get entangled with each other in order to function, and the cooperative Tsuraz Craft Guild was particularly notable for this aspect.

After Balta and his wife left, the four of them had a meal together for the first time in a long time. If you include the baby in Viana’s stomach, maybe five?

After dinner, there was tea time. Although Viana was heavy, she insisted on making her husband’s tea herself, so Arthur quietly savored the tea she made for him.

Hmm… the tea smelled good. It seemed like I bought some expensive tea leaves.

As Arthur’s fame grew, Viana’s spending finally grew to match her income, but the unfortunate thing was that she didn’t spend much money on herself.

Arthur sipped his tea, thinking that they should talk about it later when they were alone, but he almost spit out the tea in his mouth when Amelia asked him a question.

“Sir. I heard there was a rumor that you and Isabella were having a love triangle. Is that true?”

“… … Where did you hear such a rumor?”

“Here and there. They said it a lot, especially in the salon where I went to sing.”

At his brother’s rumor, Rel’s eyes sparkled and he showed his curiosity, showing his submissiveness. However, Arthur was unable to retaliate with a sharp tongue because Viana looked at him as if to say, “I’ve never heard such a rumor.” and filled Arthur’s half-empty cup with tea.

Arthur nodded his thanks to his wife, then lifted his teacup and asked Amelia again.

“What do you think? Does it seem real?”

“If I thought it was real, I wouldn’t have asked.”

How reckless.

Arthur nodded with a smirk.

I had made it a habit to ask questions and make her think, but for some reason, Amelia seemed more tomboyish than calm. Is she perhaps influenced by Viana?

Anyway, Arthur comfortably told the girl, who had clearly stated that she did not believe the rumor, why the rumor was spreading.

He said that he was caught up in the duel between Kato Zeltni and Saengswart while trying to stop it.

Amelia, who was at an age where she liked romance, was so impressed by the fact that her ex-husband and his younger lover had a life-threatening duel over a woman, and that too, the older sister(?) that she admired, that her eyes became hazy.

Arthur reminded him of reality, lest he have useless fantasies.

“If one of them had died, how shocked would Mrs. Zeltney be?”

“ah.”

The girl’s hazy eyes cleared and she realized reality.

The reason why stories in romance novels are romantic is because they are just stories in a novel, but the moment you bring them into reality, they are not so romantic.

Although Arthur succeeded in resolving the girl’s doubts, he was unable to resolve his wife’s feelings.

“honey?”

“Why, honey?”

Arthur couldn’t say anything to Viana’s smiling face, even though it was his third glass… and he was full.

Well, in this case, I had to change the subject. The more I stressed not to think of elephants, the more I thought of elephants, which was a cognitive irony. In such cases, I had to replace elephants with chickens or cows.

“If you do well, you might be able to become my lady.”

“Huh? What does that mean?”

“I decided to buy the title of lady.”

“Why? It must be really expensive.”

Arthur smiled as Viana’s eyes widened.

“You’ve had a hard time.”

“Huh? I didn’t do much?”

Viana tilted her head as if she didn’t understand. Was it her husband who suffered, or was it her?

Since her husband was capable, Viana didn’t have much to worry about.

If her husband had not been able to earn money, she would have had to get a job as a weaver or in a textile factory, but since her husband was earning a lot of money, she was able to live comfortably at home.

Compared to the women around my mother who complained that they had to go out to work and come home to do housework, how much better off was my situation?

I’ve heard of even worse fortunes. There was a story about a woman who had to borrow money because she was struggling to make ends meet, and was eventually beaten by her drunken husband who said he couldn’t come up with the money.

Having grown up hearing such stories on the Ajumma Network, Viana never really thought about the hardships she was going through.

Arthur was momentarily speechless when his wife replied that she had not suffered much, not out of modesty but with sincerity.

It was not because I felt wronged, thinking, “I was the only one who suffered all this time,” but because I was worried about how to explain the context of my decision to purchase the title of lady so that my pregnant wife would not be so shocked.

“Um. So… … Don’t get excited and listen.”

Arthur eventually explained how he had been urged to divorce at a banquet shortly after becoming a semi-noble.

I had to stop several times during the explanation and calm my wife down by saying, “Viana. Take a deep breath, take a deep breath,” but when I finished talking, Viana smiled brightly and nodded.

“Then I will receive the title of lady.”

“If you didn’t like it, you weren’t going to accept it?”

“But I was worried about what I would do if I became a noble.”

“Just think of it as a shield to block out weird requests.”

But there was no way there would be no change. If Viana received the title of lady and still did the housework herself, went to the market alone, or acted like a commoner, it would be impossible to remain silent, so it was necessary to hire a maid to help her.

Fortunately, the house that Ja-ran had found for him when he moved to Seoul was not so ugly that even a semi-noble person would live there, so there was no need to move.

“Don’t brag about becoming a quasi-noble, and don’t fall for strange sweet talk… … .”

When Arthur warned her about something to watch out for just in case, Rel shook his head and went upstairs to get ready for school, Amelia stayed in her seat with an expression that said she didn’t want to listen (she had to go to work with Arthur anyway), and only Viana listened to her husband’s nagging with a bashful expression.

So what if it’s nagging? Isn’t it all just loving advice given out of concern for you?

A few days later, Arthur received a letter from Countess Tzak. It was a long letter, but in short, it asked him to deposit money.

A few days after Arthur sent money through the Matou Company under the pretext of a national development donation, he received a call from the palace asking him to clear his schedule as a visitor was scheduled. On the appointed day, a courtier visited Arthur’s house.

As Arthur and his wife stood before him respectfully, the courtier read the document in a pleasant voice.

The wide, resonant voice was enough to make the singers in the theater go away, but what was important was not the courtier’s voice but the content of the document.

According to the contents of the document, Viana Hutt was the wife of Arthur Hutt, Viscount, and was qualified to be a lady by this and that.

“Please sign.”

Although Viana was prepared for her husband’s words, she still couldn’t control her trembling heart, and the tips of her fingers holding the pen began to tremble.

The ceremony ended with the signing of the certificate of nobility.

“I hereby declare Viana Hurt a Lady!”

The courtier who ended the award ceremony with such a declaration turned around hurriedly, as if he had something to do.

Then Arthur hurriedly stepped forward and put a pouch in his sleeve, and he looked at him with a satisfied expression and nodded with a friendly smile.

This was also a tip I heard from Samuel. If you oil it like this on a regular basis, you’ll be able to use it later, right?

“Honey. Are you done?”

The carriage disappeared into the distance, but Viana still couldn’t believe it and called out to her husband. Arthur bowed to the neighbors who were watching nearby and brought Viana in.

Although it was a bit cheesy, this kind of ritual had its own significance.

Even if it is a title of lady that can be bought with money, what authority would the title have if they just throw in the certificate?

And can you sell a title without authority for a high price?