# Chapter 29: 29
Margaret pretended to believe Radis's words.
—Anyway, the Cradium Merchant Guild caused enormous damage to our family. We have to make them pay!
-That…? Damage?
Radis was stunned by his nonsense.
-Wait. What do you mean by hurting them and making them pay?
—Ah, how annoying!
Margaret ran from Radis' door, screaming as she went.
Counterintuitively, there was a smile on his lips as he fled.
“I'm going to demand a lot of consolation money from Huber Cradium!”
It was a sudden idea, but it was a sensible plan.
It seemed certain that Radis spent the night at the guild anyway, so Huber Cradium couldn't escape that.
Until now, that could only be considered a trivial adventure, but Margaret was going to squeeze everything she could out of Huber Cradium under this pretext.
Margaret needed money.
The problems caused by that horrible eldest daughter interrupted David's admission as a fencing student at the academy and left a gaping hole in the Tilrod family's finances.
It wasn't easy to guess how many bribes he had to shell out just to keep word from spreading about the fraudulent admission, or how it was Radis who took the test for him.
Apart from that, he needed money for David's future.
Since he could not enter the imperial fencing academy, which was relatively cheap, he would have to enroll him in another academy.
However, one factor was needed to enter an academy.
Either talent or money.
Margaret believed that David could become a great knight if he wanted to.
Armano simply couldn't see David's genuine talent.
How could his jewel, his one shining sun, not have talent?
That's impossible.
David had not yet made a decision.
And that was also thanks to Radis.
Considering how that sneaky bitch had gotten Armano's training time out of David, Margaret was so frustrated she wanted to beat her chest.
Margaret thought David simply needed a different environment.
He would only need to spend a little money and enroll David in the academy, then he would start to be motivated.
If I could get money from Huber Cradium…!
"Seriously! How could I be so smart?"
Margaret was inwardly glad and ran to her bedroom, where she immediately wrote a letter to Huber Cradium.
But that night, an unexpected guest arrived at the Tilrod residence.
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"Marquis Russell?" Because?
—How can I know that?
The content of the correspondence sent by Marquis Russell was simple.
There was something he needed to discuss with them secretly, so he was going to covertly visit the Tilrod mansion.
The letter was brief, but it had a significant impact.
Then, early that night, Zade tried to escape from the mansion, but Margaret caught him and forced him to groom his shaggy beard.
And the maids who were about to finish their work day had to hurry up and clean the entire residence once again.
Margaret took out her best dress and put it on, and also threatened David and Jurich, forcing them to also put on their best clothes and wait on the first floor.
Zade almost looked terrified.
—Why does Marquis Russell come here? Did the message say anything else?
—God, what a frustrating man! Do you think if I had mentioned it in the letter I would stay silent?
—If this is David's fraudulent admission...
—S-Shut up!!
Margaret almost crushed Zade's mouth.
She shushed him, frowning at him as if she were about to devour him.
—I don't think so, no. But if that's the case, you have to remember this. He just blames Radis for everything. You understand?
—…
Zade staggered, his face incredibly drawn, then pulled out a chair only to fall into it.
Margaret looked out the window, thinking how much she hated her husband.
Zade murmured.
—How can it be that girl's fault...?
—What did you just say?!
—…
Margaret's eyes sparkled as she looked at the road in front of the mansion through the same window.
—I think it's because of Jurich.
-That?
—We went yesterday to the Third Prince's birthday banquet at the Marquis' estate, right? That's when he saw her.
—Even if he saw her there, what's wrong?
—Isn't she beautiful? He has bright green eyes and blonde hair that looks like mine. She is a lovely, healthy young woman who is truly adorable.
In a low voice, Zade murmured again.
-What partiality...
—If you have something to say, say it! Or are you trying to make a fuss?
-…It doesn't matter. You're right.
—Anyway, someone saw Jurich and asked Marquis Russell about her. Since he is the organizer of the banquet, that person asks him to introduce him to Jurich.
Until now, Zade had been listening to Margaret with little enthusiasm, but he finally raised his head.
—Look, Jurich is only thirteen years old!
—And what happens with that?
Margaret looked at Zade with fierce eyes.
Those eyes were so terrifying that Zade, a former knight when he was younger, even cowered and tucked his tail between his legs.
—Even if there was such a proposal… I mean, she is too young.
—I have to decide that. Ah, it's here!
Margaret quickly lowered the curtain and straightened her posture, arranging her features into a noble expression.
Then, he grabbed the ear of a passing maid and yelled at her.
-You! Go see Jurich now and tell her to look absolutely perfect. Tell him not to do anything. Don't scratch your head. Don't pick your nose. Don't even purse your lips. And don't bite your fingers!
Zade let out a short sigh as he watched the young maid rub her ear as she ran away.
Valiz