Sister, Don’t Marry That Guy – Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Over the past two years, I’ve also made considerable achievements in magic.

“Your magic is fundamentally about showing what you wish for as an illusion. And to show that illusion, you use the form you are most familiar with as a tool.”

Having understood the principle, I could say I understood why I could use magic through storytelling.

‘Considering that, I’ve only just barely finished one fairy tale.’

Still, thanks to Master, I got a sense of how to use it well.

“Ah, Master, there’s something I want to discuss with you.”

“What is it?”

Currently, most of the people around me, except for Calidupen, are knights.

Among them, Master, who has lived a long time and even has the title of Archmage and Sage, is a good advisor for various plans.

“Usually, magicians aren’t very interested in how the world works, right?”

“That’s generally the case. They’re all eccentrics. In the first place, if you’re not an eccentric, you can’t stay in this field for long? Or, if you’re not an eccentric, your achievements will be that low.”

“Hmm… they’re detached from the secular world.”

I nodded.

“I want to create a merchant guild that deals with magic tools. I know that there have been such guilds before, but the heads of those guilds have always been non-magicians or not great magicians.”

“That’s probably true, those who are bright about money would generally fall into that side rather than magic early on.”

“Then, if I were to bring in someone who is a genius at making magic tools, I wouldn’t be able to entrust that person with running the magic merchant guild, right?”

“Unless you want it to fail, that’s right?”

I made a hmm sound and stroked my chin.

‘In the end, it means there needs to be a separate person to be the head of the merchant guild.’

“Actually, it would be great if I could run the merchant guild myself, but as you can see, I’m still young. And even if I grow up, I won’t be able to focus only on that.”

“That’s right, wouldn’t you be busy competing with your brother?”

“Yes. I think so.”

I frowned, stopping mid-sentence.

“If Master could materialize outside, I could just entrust the merchant guild to you.”

“Huh?”

Master made a dumbfounded expression before flicking my forehead.

“How dare you think of using your master, you impudent brat.”

Ugh, Master, hitting with ice is cheating.

While I was touching my throbbing forehead, Ice pounced on Master.

『Warning! Warning! Abuse! Abuser!』

“Ah, what abuse! It’s discipline, you guardian!”

『Excessive discipline! Excessive discipline!』

A blizzard raged only where Master was.

Master didn’t even scoff, put up a shield, and smirked.

“So, it seems like there’s a framework for that plan to create a merchant guild. How are you going to start?”

“Yes. First of all… it seems difficult to create it from scratch. But I can’t just ruin something that’s already operating well and take it over.”

“Can’t?”

“I just need to pick up one that’s failing.”

I rubbed my hands together.

“I happen to know someone who owns such a merchant guild.”

I think this: programmers and salesmen need distinctly different talents.

Isn’t that why companies have separate departments?

Listening to Master, I became even more convinced.

“There must be a merchant guild that has a decent talent for running a guild but is failing because of a very bad environment.”

Because I already know one merchant guild that is failing due to misfortune.

“Hoo…”

Master stared at my face and then smiled.

“You have a face that looks like you’re thinking of something fun, but don’t do anything too dangerous, you brat.”

“Hehe. It’s not dangerous at all.”

Rather, blocking Kyle Blackwinter two years ago was more dangerous.

Come to think of it, it’s almost ‘Grand Assembly Day’.

I shook off the memories of two years ago and raised my head.

“I’ll look for a merchant guild from now on, and I don’t think it’ll take too long to find one.”

“And?”

“However, I really want the person who will be the head of the merchant guild to do a really good job? To be strong, wise, responsible… and a bit smart.”

Master listened to my words quietly and then tilted his head.

“Hmm, my disciple, the way you’re talking is strangely specific, it seems like you already have someone in mind?”

“Oh, is it obvious?”

I grinned.

“That’s right, there are about two people I’m eyeing…”

I’m worried about how to win them over.

No, I think I know how to win them over, but it won’t be easy.

“One is a scion of a trash family, so I’m worried… and the other one.”

I shrugged.

“It’s someone I care about a little, so I think it’ll be a bit difficult to persuade them.”

After that, the conversation with Master mainly revolved around the merchant guild or magic tools.

Around the evening, I left the space where Master was.

The conversation I had with Master kept replaying in my head.

‘I need someone to act as a strategist and someone to run the merchant guild.’

Actually, Calidupen would be good for the role of strategist, but that old man is already in charge of information and intelligence.

Currently, in terms of a game, my forces are full of generals or knights who use force.

I said it jokingly, but it would be so great if Master could really materialize and be with me…

『The guardian is cheering for its master!』

‘Yeah, yeah, thank you!’

After saying goodbye to Calidupen on the first floor and leaving the library, Rainante, who was standing in the hallway, bowed his head.

“You have arrived.”

“Yeah, the library is empty again today.”

The incident that happened at the training ground the day after the Grand Assembly. Two years have passed since then.

The vassals who were there that day gradually forgot about it as time passed.

Therefore, my current situation was not much different from that time.

There were some who briefly took an interest in Roy, but when Roy didn’t reciprocate, they either held a grudge or just went back.

Being forgotten, this was what I wanted.

‘That way, when I get hit, the back of my head will be even more throbbing.’

“Isn’t it originally a place where there are almost no people?”

“That’s true. Actually, it would be troublesome if it were crowded. But the fact that there hasn’t been a single person for two years…”

While talking to Rainante, I stopped walking.

At the end of the long hallway leading out of the library, someone was walking towards us from the opposite direction.

There’s only the library at the end of this path, right?

It was a library user other than me, whom I was seeing for the first time. I widened my eyes in surprise and focused, then my eyes widened even more.

Oh, that person is…

The person coming from the opposite direction also stopped when they found me.

A figure with soft black hair elegantly styled up. A fancy dress one-piece for going out, something rarely seen in this family.

However, the clothes that wrapped around her body couldn’t hide her strong eyebrows and powerful gaze.

A noblewoman with a strong impression and an elegant appearance.

“…Aunt?”

She was my aunt, Roxy Eastwood.

“Hoo?”

The owner of the failing merchant guild I had been thinking about, and the person I had judged to be qualified as the head of my future merchant guild.

A person who would definitely be difficult to persuade.

“It’s been a while, my niece.”

And an outsider.

She was also a person who was stripped of her name and exiled from Blackwinter.

My aunt’s eyebrows rose in question.

“I didn’t expect to see you here.”

I nodded, because I didn’t expect to see my aunt here either.

“It’s been a long time, Aunt. Did you come to the mansion?”

“I just arrived. I was planning to visit you after taking care of some business…”

My aunt glanced at the empty hallway and then gestured towards that place.

“Unfortunately, even to see one niece, I have to choose an empty path with as few people as possible.”

My aunt’s voice was a bit lower than most women.

Nevertheless, it had a depth that made it sound elegant.

The story she told with such a voice was actually far from pleasant.

Outsider.

The weight of this title in Blackwinter is very heavy.

If I had to compare, it would be someone who, like me, can’t use a sword, a useless cancerous existence in the family, or someone close to that.

Because she is an existence who was stripped of the Blackwinter surname and can never get that name back.

My aunt, Roxy Eastwood, was originally the daughter that my grandfather cherished.

She was physically strong and also showed quite a talent for swordsmanship.

Therefore, it was rumored that even if she wasn’t the successor, she would be able to take over one of the family’s major businesses with the support of my grandfather’s love.

Among them, she was knowledgeable in hunting and classifying byproducts from monsters and demons, so there was talk that she would be in charge of that business.

‘Didn’t she break off her engagement on her own one day? Was it an elopement?’

She abandoned the arranged marriage that the family had set up and declared that she would marry the person she loved.

It was a marriage that everyone opposed.

In particular, my grandfather was furious and took away her surname, then kicked her out.

A few years later, my aunt divorced her husband and returned to the family.

My grandfather, who cherished my aunt and could have reversed the punishment he had given her, had already collapsed and was unable to open his eyes.

In this family, being stripped of one’s surname is a great insult, so no one welcomed my aunt back.

Fortunately, my aunt’s relationship with my father wasn’t bad a long time ago, so she was allowed to enter the mansion, but that was it.

My aunt also didn’t often come to the mansion, which had a set time limit for her to stay, and she only stayed in a detached annex.

Even so, she was a good person to me.

Because she was the only adult who was kind to me during my childhood when I didn’t realize my past life.

‘Although it was almost impossible to see her.’

If there was a day when the sun shone in a place where it rained all year round, how precious would it be?

To my young self, my aunt was such an existence.

Even though she wasn’t a source of support, her existence alone was a source of strength.

It was a complete coincidence that I found out that my aunt was running a merchant guild.

One day, unlike her usual self, she came to my room completely drunk, stroked me for a long time, and shed tears.