Chapter 37

Violet overdid her role as an adopted daughter. Chapter 037

"An accident. How could something like this be a gift?"

"Something like this?"

How could something like this be a gift?

Look at what this father is saying.

I can't take it.

I need to scold him with a wreath.

Violet walked up to Heron with the wreath in hand.

It wasn't a secret, stealthy movement, nor did she use any efficient footwork.

She just walked up.

There was no need for the movements of a thousand-year-old noble daughter when a daughter walks up to her father.

"I worked hard on it while thinking of Father."

She extended her hands to show it.

She stood in front of Heron, showing her mud-covered hands.

Standing, Violet appeared smaller than Heron, who was seated.

Violet tiptoed and placed the wreath on Heron's head.

Violet laughed and clapped her hands.

"It's beautiful."

Of course, my favorite character.

Wearing a wreath with that beauty.

It looks like something out of a pure romance manga, Father.

Heron said nothing.

He felt bad.

No.

He didn't feel bad.

He should feel bad.

No.

Did he really have to?

Heron Bellaatu was a bit confused by this new type of child he had never experienced before.

Heron said with a serious expression.

"Men don't do such delicate things."

Oh, our favorite character is talking like it's a fantasy world.

"But it suits you too well."

"......"

"It's incredibly beautiful."

Noble daughters don't express themselves so directly.

Especially not to men.

They think it's vulgar.

Violet laughed.

"It was worth it."

He looked at his daughter's mud-covered hands.

His heart felt warm and fuzzy.

Heron silently lifted his hand to touch the wreath.

"You're so easy to please."

Suddenly.

Violet's eyes narrowed.

She glared at Heron with a fierce look.

It had been three years since she was possessed.

Violet was a character with a natural talent for killing, a budding killer.

Thanks to this genius body, she could do this much.

Violet smiled and said.

"You know my usual self, right?"

She doesn't usually show this side.

After the welcome banquet, Violet earned the nickname 'Iron-Blooded Noble Daughter.'

Rumors spread that she was the most Bellaatu-like adopted daughter, and Violet worked hard to play the role of Bellaatu.

Heron was well aware of this.

So he didn't deny it.

"......"

Violet relaxed her expression again.

The hand that offered the Eggtart three years ago.

Now, she extended her mud-covered hand and laughed again.

"Just in front of Father."

Violet smiled brightly like the sun.

"Just in front of Father. Shouldn't I be able to show this side? I don't forget that I'm Bellaatu, but I can also be a daughter in front of Father, right?"

Three years since the possession.

Violet had perfectly adapted to the fantasy world.

*

Carlton is the head butler of the Bellaatu family.

He has the absolute trust of Heron Bellaatu and, until now, could be considered the second-in-command of the Bellaatu family, next to the duchess.

He has one privilege.

If Carlton deems the information extremely valuable or urgent, he can enter the duke's office without knocking.

This method is a product of war.

In a battlefield where every second counts, knocking would be a luxury.

This tradition has continued to this day.

The door to the office burst open.

Carlton was breathing heavily.

"Huff... huff..."

Carlton saw something.

"Your Grace...?"

The duke seemed completely unfazed.

As if this was nothing.

With a very calm expression and relaxed attitude, he lifted his hand to his head.

A wreath was on his head.

A wreath made of cherry blossoms.

Heron gently placed the wreath on the desk to prevent it from being damaged.

"What is it?"

Carlton had to doubt his eyes.

'His Grace wearing a wreath?'

If anyone else had seen it, the prestige of the Bellaatu family would have been tarnished.

The famous Thousand-Killer Duke with a wreath on his head.

Flower decorations!

A wreath on the head of the man known as the Thousand-Killer Duke!

And he was flustered now?

He seemed calm on the outside, but Carlton, who had served the duke for a long time, could sense it.

The duke was flustered.

It was incomprehensible and unbelievable.

Carlton felt as if his world was collapsing.

"Is it an urgent report that can't wait a moment?"

"Not exactly."

The report content was also related to Violet.

"The content is related to Noble Daughter Violet. Should I report it now?"

Heron asked Violet.

"You said you wanted to become the White Bellaatu.

At this point, what could Carlton report to me in such a hurry?"

"Perhaps it's related to the whereabouts of the 200 million dalia from three years ago."

Heron turned his gaze to Carlton.

Carlton, who had just doubted his eyes, now had to doubt his ears.

'White Bellaatu?'

Iron-Blooded Noble Daughter Violet Bellaatu?

The most Bellaatu-like Bellaatu decided to become the White Bellaatu?

"Carlton, that's not like you."

"I'm sorry."

Carlton bowed his head slightly and answered.

"You're right. It's related to the 200 million dalia."

"Then, Violet, you should speak first."

Violet nodded.

Three years ago.

Violet told Hera this.

"I have 200 million dalia. 200 million dalia in cash. I can easily borrow another 100 million dalia from the imperial bank using my cash as collateral.

I borrowed another 100 million dalia using the 200 million as collateral.

And I gave 100 million dalia to Hera.

Because Hera had asked for 100 million dalia.

'I will use the remaining 200 million dalia to buy land in the Shyak Desert.'

The Shyak Desert.

It was a forested area located between the Winter Castle and the southern metropolis of Garnia.

It was abandoned land, completely useless.

The land, commonly known as the Shyak Desert, was barren, unsuitable for farming, and occasionally visited by leopards, making it utterly useless.

"That's right. The finance department's butlers were shocked."

Violet turned her gaze to Carlton.

"So, what's the current market value?"

"...Currently, the official land price of the empire has risen more than sevenfold, and the market price has risen more than tenfold."

In other words, 200 million dalia had become 2 billion dalia.

"But no one is selling their land, so the value is skyrocketing. However...

Most of it is owned by Noble Daughter Violet."

Violet nodded.

"Does this prove my qualifications as the White Bellaatu?"

"Why did you buy land there?"

Because I read it in a novel.

Violet suppressed her laughter.

"The emperors have intentionally isolated the Winter Castle."

It was a deliberate and political decision.

If the communication between the Winter Castle and the continent became too smooth, two risks would arise.

If the Winter Castle ever fell.

Monsters could easily invade the continent from the 'Snowy Place.'

Or if the Bellaatu of the Winter Castle decided to rebel.

The Bellaatus are overly dangerous individuals.

So the empire, in exchange for always granting the Bellaatu the honor of being the 'Strongest Shield.'

Left the Winter Castle as a barren and dangerous place.

"The Winter Castle has always been lonely. I understand. It's a political decision. The more isolated and lonely the Winter Castle is, the more the brave warriors, including Bellaatu, will unite."

The people of the Winter Castle are different from birth.

They protect humanity from the 'Snowy Place.'

People from the Winter Castle live with their own sense of pride.

They become strong warriors with that sense of mission.

That's why they never raised their swords against the empire.

From birth, their enemies were the monsters from the 'Snowy Place.'

"It's great for the empire. It prevents the Bellaatus from dreaming of rebellion while protecting against monsters."

"What does that have to do with the 200 million dalia?"

She asked Carlton.

"Could you give me some paper and a pen?"

Violet, holding the paper and pen, drew a rough map.

"...So, if we draw a vertical axis connecting the key cities and the Winter Castle, this place is perfect, right?"

Several key cities were scattered along the vertical axis.

"Ultimately, to develop cities and roads, connectivity with other cities is crucial. When cities are connected, the synergy is explosive."

"......"

"That's why I bought a large amount of land in the Shyak Desert. It was very cheap because it was abandoned land. And as you can see, it turned out like this."

She turned her gaze to Carlton.

Carlton cleared his throat and reported.

"Just now, the empire officially announced that it will build a massive trade road connecting the central Monarch of the continent to the Winter Castle."

Violet continued.

"Three years ago, an excellent minister began ruling the empire, right?"

He was more concerned with the empire's peace and the happiness of its people than with political reasons.

His name was Selina.

At the young age of 37, he became the finance minister and took charge of one of the empire's pillars.

"From her actions, it was clear she always worked for the people. Even in the slums, you could hear songs praising her."

"......"

"Based on that, I predicted she would eventually persuade the emperor to build a road connecting the Winter Castle and the empire. Because it would be good for the empire."

"Is that the only reason?"

"No. It will be in Xenon's report. The empire's growth rate was negative, and inflation was predicted. There was a lot of money in circulation, but no clear direction for it. The currency value kept falling...

Ultimately,

"I predicted the empire would boost the economy through large-scale construction projects."

She smiled.

"The timing would be about three years later."

Of course, it's all from the novel.

Exactly today.

The empire made an official announcement.

"So, I decided to become the White Bellaatu at this point. What do you think?"

Heron and Carlton closed their mouths simultaneously.

It's a tenfold increase, but in terms of return, it's a staggering 1,000%.

Especially Carlton, the head butler, was in shock and couldn't speak.

'Turned 200 million dalia into 2 billion dalia.'

And it's still rising.

Leaving the shocked Carlton, Violet continued.

"But Selina isn't the only one handling all the empire's affairs."

Selina is warm-hearted, but not everyone in the empire is like her.

"Things could also be pushed through with more forceful and rapid methods."

This isn't a democratic society.

It's a world where the emperor's and king's power is supreme.

"So, if someone weak owned that land, it might have been taken away. They could have been eliminated without anyone knowing."

Violet laughed again.

Her eyes were filled with trust when she looked at her father.

Wow.

He's so reliable at times like this.

My father is none other than Duke Heron.

"But because I'm Father's daughter."

The pinnacle of Bellaatu.

Heron Bellaatu, the master of the Winter Castle and the shield of the north.

His daughter's land couldn't be forcibly taken.

His daughter couldn't be assassinated.

"Even the emperor of the empire couldn't take it away. My father is Heron Bellaatu."

She grabbed her skirt and bowed.

"I'm lucky to be Father's daughter."

Heron's fingertips, hidden under the desk, trembled subtly.