Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 132



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Episode 132

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“How can you be so calm, hyung?”

Because it’s something I’ve experienced many times. Arthur swallowed that answer.

It’s not that I wasn’t worried. If I could, I would have used the most advanced medical equipment to perform a painless cesarean section, and if I could use magic, I would have just popped the fetus out of the womb. That’s why I’m just sitting here.

Arthur soberly acknowledged his limitations.

“Because I know the only thing I can do is pray.”

We did everything we could, including disinfecting the midwife’s hands and the room with high-concentration alcohol. The rest was left to fate.

Arthur’s answer seemed to be understood only as the attitude of a devout religious person toward life, and Lel frowned. It seemed that he neither understood nor liked his brother’s composure.

But Arthur’s mind was focused on Viana and the child, so he had no intention of giving Lel a treat.

Aaaah!

How long did I wait? I heard the baby crying and the midwife came out.

“Congratulations. It’s your son.”

“thank you.”

Arthur first expressed his gratitude to those who had worked hard, and then met Viana. His wife had a haggard face and was holding a wrinkled baby in her arms.

Arthur looked after his wife and baby with a concerned and caring gaze, then came out and asked Lady Anna and the maids to pay special attention to hygiene and health.

After that, I was finally able to relax, when someone came to visit me and left me a letter. It was the Hans investigation report sent by Tritso.

Arthur cross-checked the report with the contents of the letter sent by Father Macron. As a result, the bad deeds of Hans that Recutt had appealed to Arthur were not a misunderstanding.

For some reason, Hans, who had returned to his hometown, was stealing the land of his hometown people.

Recut was not the only victim. It was just that Hans was stealing not only farmland but also mountain and residential land, and Recut, who owned the most land, naturally became the biggest victim.

Of course, it was impossible for Hans to do this alone, and information about Hans’ assistant was included in Tritso’s report.

Did you join hands with those rascals who were just killing time in Toonmal?

They are using these punks who are good at threatening, tricking and harassing people to harass the villagers and buy up the land at a cheap price… … .

How vicious must Ricketts, the heir to a powerful landowner, be to send a letter to Arthur complaining?

Arthur felt that rather than being resolved, his doubts about the investigation results were deepening.

Since I couldn’t understand at all what kind of life Hans lived that made him decide to become a gangster, my imagination ran wild as to who might have prompted him.

Then, naturally, my gaze turned to the Frant family, the rulers of Frant Village. Thinking about it, it was strange that the Frant family was standing by and doing nothing about the tyranny of an outsider(?).

In a letter asking his father and mother what on earth Hans was doing, his father replied with cold anger, “Let him live his life as he pleases,” while his mother replied with tearful concern, asking him, as a semi-noble, to stop him, as she was worried about her eldest son’s life.

I don’t know about anything else, but it was clear that Hans was prepared to ruin his relationship with his family if he decided to run wild in his hometown.

So Arthur sent a warning to Hans. He told him that if he did not come up and explain what he was doing back home, selling his brother’s honor and prestige, he would not let him off easy even if he was his brother.

Since it took time for Hans’s letter full of excuses to arrive, or for Arthur to arrive himself, Arthur devoted himself to raising the children during that time.

Although Viana learned the basics of being a new mother from her mother, any knowledge is still immature until it is actually put into practice.

But who is Arthur?

As an infinite reincarnation, he was a veteran in childcare with countless years of experience. He skillfully identified the baby’s cries and relayed them to Viana, distinguishing whether they were crying for a diaper change, crying for hunger, or whining for a hug.

“Honey, how do you know so much?”

“Well, you have to sharpen your senses and concentrate with all your heart.”

Arthur emphasized the need for sincerity, and Viana admired his pure attitude.

“Honey, that’s great.”

While the max-level husband was generously passing on his parenting mindset and skills to the new mother, it was time for the letter to arrive.

Arthur was quite willing to go down to Fran’s village himself if Hans did not fulfill his proper calling.

But there was no need for that. It was not a letter of reflection from Arthur, who had become a semi-noble, saying he would not use his power in the future, nor was it Hans himself who came, but a very unexpected encounter that came to him.

“Long time no see?”

“Master John.”

It was the appearance of the romantic Johann Frant, who had tried to run away with Jenny in the middle of the night.

“What are you doing here?”

In response to Arthur’s words, Johann Frant sent back two letters with a gentle smile. One was from Hans, and the content was simply, “I’m sorry, little brother, but I can’t do that.” The other was from the head of the Frant family, Karl Frant, and was an invitation to the Frant family mansion in the capital.

Perhaps because he was a noble who ruled the village of Fran, he seemed to have a mansion in the capital as well.

Arthur checked the letter given to him by Johann Prant and he thought he knew who was behind his brother Hans.

“Are you using your brother in the Frant family?”

John looked disappointed at Arthur’s words.

“It’s been a while since we last met. Is that all you have to ask?”

“If we had met again on good terms, I would have wanted to ask you other things too.”

Even if it wasn’t a good thing and we had just seen each other’s faces, the atmosphere would have been better than it is now.

Looking at Arthur like that, John replied with his lips licking his lips.

“Life is truly unpredictable. If I hadn’t fallen for your persuasion back then, I wouldn’t be meeting you like this now.”

“You could have spoken to me directly, without using Hans?”

Arthur bluntly pointed out the issue and ruined Johan’s attempt to lighten the mood of the conversation with indirect remarks. However, Johan did not show any sign of displeasure at all, and instead responded with an apologetic expression.

“No, if that were the case, we wouldn’t have met because of this. The connection between father and son would have been broken.”

From those words, Arthur could guess that this was not John’s plan, but a family matter.

John continued speaking.

“After giving up on love, I realized that that’s all I had left. I’m sorry about your brother, but it’s not something I can do anything about.”

“What does Count Frant want?”

“Recovery of the prosperity lost by our predecessors.”

A sneer formed on John’s face as he answered. It was an expression of a goal he himself could not possibly understand.

“What is that?”

“Who was the original owner of the land near the old village of Fran?”

“The Frant family?”

John nodded at Arthur’s answer.

Originally, about 90% of the village of Fran and the surrounding lands belonged to the Frant family, as it was the Frant family that founded the village.

So, in Fran Village, the Frant family was practically a royal family, and they ruled Fran Village for a long time without any problems.

That is, until the late Count Frant, with his eyes set on wealth and fame, invested in factories and businesses.

“There were many swindlers in the world, and it is said that fortunes were halved in an instant. My grandfather passed away from the shock, and after that, my father took over the family.”

And such an experience had a great influence on the current Count Karl Franz. The desire of the man who wanted to rebuild the family that was on the verge of ruin and dream of returning to its former glory was strong, not weak.

It was natural that the village chief, who owned one-third of the village’s land, was not pleased.

Arthur said.

“I can understand the dream of recapturing past glory, but for me, I got caught up in something I didn’t want to do.”

“Father understands that very well. That’s why he sent you an invitation.”

“What do you think, John?”

“I don’t think this offer will be detrimental to you.”

“I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about the act of using it without asking for prior consent and then reaching out like this when a problem is raised.”

John blushed at Arthur’s sharp words and said.

“We can only say that your brother was more shameless than we could have expected.”

“Then why did it have to be my brother?”

“Because in Fran Village, the only family with the history and ability to willingly stand up to the village chief’s family was the Hurt family.”

For a long time, the village chief had been pressuring the Hutts. And Jonathan, one of the few self-employed farmers in Fran Village, had been trying hard not to let the village chief take his land. So the village chief’s attempt to make Jenny his daughter-in-law was a sunshine strategy to remove such resistance.

Since Jonathan’s land could only be inherited by one person, it was difficult for the two younger sons to live as farmers unless they were tenant farmers, so there was no need to think about it, and Hans, who would inherit the land, would never be able to compare to Jonathan.

Jonathan had learned patience from surviving the plague that killed his entire family, but Hans did not have that patience, and so it would not be long before he took it for granted that the Hutt lands would be returned to his family.

But perhaps that was the point that made Hans a suitable sword to strike at the village chief and the Fraud family.

The village chiefs would never have imagined that Hans, who lacked patience, would be so impatient with his brother’s success that he would willingly take the hand of the Frant family.

Arthur nodded, but that wasn’t the point.

“Can you be sure that there was no hint that my brother was taking advantage of my power?”

“I can say I never did that… … but I can’t say that Your Highness didn’t do it.”

John’s expression as he answered was one of regret and bitterness. Arthur realized that this was not what John wanted and stopped questioning him.

If it weren’t for John, he would have been driven to the ground without mercy, but Arthur had a history of stopping John from running away in the middle of the night. Who knows, it might have been John’s last resistance against his family and his father, as well as his struggle to become independent as an individual?

Arthur accepted the karma and its consequences. There was no way to solve the problem by biting and tearing at John anyway.

He looked at John carefully and opened his mouth.

“Can I speak to Count Karl Franz?”

“My father is in the capital at the moment.”

Would it be an exaggeration to say that this was a deliberate move to avoid suspicion that the Frant family was behind Hans?

“I guess I’ll have to talk to him in person.”

“good.”

It wasn’t hard to meet Count Karl Franz. Since he had sent an invitation, it was only a matter of time before we met.

The mansion where Arthur met him was a villa with good water and beautiful scenery in the suburbs of the capital. It reminded him of the house of the Frant family in the village of Fran.

“It’s been a while. I’ve been listening to your stories with interest.”

Arthur bowed humbly to the words of Count Frant.

It was impossible to ignore the fact that the opponent was a local noble. This was because the local nobles could be more substantial than the nobles of the capital city, which was full of fallen nobles. Although they were far from central politics, could it be said that the costs incurred from the expenditures necessary for politics and the checks and balances on political opponents were smaller?