# 11
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In the empty lot behind the new building.
The Ethios men were collecting hundreds of leaflets from the cart.
⦗Opening of the Sistina Orphanage⦘
The post was calling for an event at the new orphanage in the capital, where free food bags and camping equipment would be distributed upon presentation of the attached coupon.
“..His Highness the Prince...”
The men were chattering excitedly, while Caron looked at the leaflets with a dead face and then said to Ethos.
"Thanks to donations, we were able to build a warm shelter for sick soldiers and provide cotton clothes, but we are suffering from a shortage of supplies. The soldiers outside the shelter are still shivering from the cold. This aid is the most urgent for us now."
The idea of relying on a nursing home was bitter, but if it would solve the problem, there was no need to refuse.
“Whoever threw this garbage into the prince’s carriage deserves to be punished, but it may be useful to us. Perhaps the sky supports our revolution, Your Highness the prince.”
Under the moonlight, a silent shadow of Ethos with a cold face was thinking about something.
“Who supports Sistina Nursing Home?”
“I previously told you that the Ellimore family is preparing for a nursing home project. It is said that Sistina is supported by Ellimore. We do not know if it is just a hobby like other nobles, or if it has another goal...”
Caron added unexpected information.
In the capital, there were many nursing homes, but few of them were as large as Sistina.
They were often used as a toy for noblewomen, with the poor relying on their sympathy for assistance.
So it could have been easily ignored, but... …
“Elmore again.”
His lips moved.
He suddenly remembered the face of that woman who looked at him with violet eyes full of sarcasm and evil, and he frowned.
A cold wind played with his black hair.
* * *
When I arrived at the palace, the maids greeted me with bows and warm welcome.
Hirose took the warm shawl from my shoulders and followed me.
I hope he's not upset by the orphanage post.
But I had no other choice.
Money bags can be secretly thrown away, but food and supplies cannot be done so.
'By the way... He was really handsome... If he were in Korea, he would have become rich just by his looks.'
I remembered Ethi's sharp look as he pressed me against the wall of the column.
Now that I think about it, the situation was a bit serious.
If I had known the top-tier secrets, he probably would have ended my life there.
List of Revolutionaries - Hundreds, even thousands of lives depend on this important document.
'You must maintain it well, Ethi.'
I sighed as I remembered the advice I couldn't say, and one of the maids shrank.
She looked like she was watching a witch planning some evil.
“Hmm.”
I stopped in front of her.
She was a skinny girl who looked a few years younger than me.
Her rough hands are full of cuts and calluses.
Looking at the other maids, the situation was the same.
Pale faces, worn clothes, and shrunken bodies.
They were closer to slaves than maids, suffering from harsh conditions.
“After seeing all the beauties at the party tonight, my mood deteriorates when I look at you.”
The maids trembled and bowed more.
They seemed to expect me to hit them with a whip to vent my anger.
“So...”
Hirose ordered coldly.
“Make them look more elegant.”
"How is that?"
“First, give them new clothes, combs, oh, and skin oil, too.”
“Is that enough?”
“Of course not, they should be fed well too. Their miserable appearance spoils my mood.”
The maids trembled again.
Then they slowly raised their heads to look at me.
Hirose caught my raised eyebrow and replied.
“Okay, ma'am.”
A while ago, I ordered them to reduce their working hours because their dark skin was distorting my appearance.
8 hours of work per day, with 2 days off after 5 working days.
This was not usual in noble homes.
But from my point of view, it was different.
14 hours of work a day, 6 days a week, was unbearable for a modern person.
Before I entered the bedroom, I said to Hirose.
“Hirose, buy yourf shiny new clothes. You don’t have to accompany me from morning to night. Follow the regular schedule as we said before. I told you before, I hate accompanying tired humans...”
“Ma’am.”
He suddenly approached me.
His brown eyes looked poignantly troubled.
He looked at me with his lips open.
“You are still Mrs. Elmore in every sense of the word...but you...you seem different lately...”
My fingers trembled.
Of course, with him always close by, he must have noticed the change.
Even as I tried to hide it with my harsh sarcasm.
“...I feel a little worried.”
His eyes filled with me swayed cloudily.
I felt a tingling sensation.
He's very smart.
“So...”
I slowly reached out and grabbed his shirt pocket and pulled him towards me.
I grabbed him tightly as if I was choking him, and his brown eyes became disturbed.
“Do you want me to remind you who I am? Hirose.”
In Catherine's way, the threat must be accompanied by evil.
Hirose tried to catch his breath and then immediately apologized.
“Sorry, ma’am, my words were inappropriate.”
I saw his fingers trembling as his cheeks turned red.
I slowly left his pocket and said coldly.
“I'm going to sleep now, go do your work, don't be lazy.”
That's enough.
“..but this...”
Upon entering the room, I noticed unread newspapers on the table.
I forgot to read it today, even though I have read it every morning since I moved.
Well, I was very busy preparing for the party.
〔Discovery of a new Iliadium mine in the Principality of Montella, valued at tens of millions of coins.〕
I couldn't hide the sparkle in my eyes when I saw the news on the front page.
“Great, my money...”
Montella is an emirate with a stunning natural environment and a land rich in resources.
That's why I transferred half my wealth there.
To avoid troubles when transferring them after the revolution, and to invest in lands and projects before developing them to achieve double profits.
With my knowledge of the original story, I knew riches would be made in the mines of Montilla.
〔Archduke Montella expresses his gratitude to the unknown noblewoman who has invested heavily in this project.〕
Thank you.
Good for Montella, good for me.
Great wealth is always good, and it is better to multiply it.
I couldn't hide my smile as I flipped through the next pages.
There was nothing important, but something caught my eye.
Oswell's most powerful secret organization – “The Economists”.
Their leader, Jeffrey Whistler, has been at large for two years.
The search for him was published.
“Frugal people are famous...”
In the story of 「Revolution Star」, there was interesting information about them.
“The Thrifty” is a secret organization that ls information, weapons, and dangerous materials.
Their leader is Geoffrey Whistler.
The Emperor tries to eliminate them and execute him because he knows his weaknesses, but he fails in both.
“They are the most neutral organization in the story.”
Upon the success of Ethios' revolt, he collaborated with Geoffrey to subjugate those loyal to the emperor.
What Geoffrey asked for in exchange for his help was a function of Ethos' left lung.
The reason is that the presence of a “Powerful Emperor” poses a threat to the activities of his Gray Organization.
Ethos succeeded in stabilizing the situation with the information he provided, but the medication that weakened his lungs left him unable to run forever.
One of the reasons for his deteriorating health and subsequent death.
“If I could contact Jeffrey first...”
Little is known about Jeffrey Whistler: that he hides well, and that he has brown eyes.
She looked at the photo in the research bulletin—which might also be fake—and then closed the paper.