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C155-159

With a dissatisfied expression, Max was spending time in a camp with his men.

'She's really heartless.'

When you think about it rationally, she was correct. Juvelian's words were like they thought to work hard. Still, the regrettable thing was separate.

'She don't want a goodbye kiss. She'll give me a hug.'

It was unavoidable that he always wanted to confirm her love. For Max, Juvelian was the meaning and center of his life. However, it was impossible to scorn her for interest. For a moment, Max thought of the upcoming coming-of-age ceremony, thinking...'If she get tired of me and leave...'

'On that day, I have to formally propose.'

Already, the wedding ring was made to be the best. In addition, the clothes were made to look the best with Fresia's advice. But the problem was the birthday present.

'Well, Victor must have saved it for himself.'

When he was thinking so, Fresia came into the barracks.

"Lord, this is a letter from Victor from the system."

'Well, it must have been a fuss about success.'

Max thought of that and accepted the letter. Soon...

"Victor!" Max's bitter voice calling for his subordinates' name rang fiercely inside the barracks.

22. Becoming an Adult

Several days have passed since he returned from his inspection.

'Max hasn't been coming in lately.'

As I was about to go through a great event, I felt that he could not see the political affairs well because of me, as gold was in the midst of an important period. Pretending to be cool, I told him not to care and to work, but I missed him because he didn't come. I was thinking...

'Should I write a letter?'

When from outside the door came Marilyn's voice.

"My Lord." From the moment I came back wearing the successor's ring, it was the title that employees called me.

(I didn't know what to do with that as it doesn't have a direct translation so I just made it My Lord as at the word used, which is 소가주님 the word 주님 means "Lord" and there is no word for 소가) 'It's also awkward.'

I still couldn't believe that such a grand title meant me.

'But, should I get used to it? Now I am my father's successor.'

On the way home, my Dad said frankly, but I made up my mind when receiving a gift from him that day. As my Daddy's daughter, I'll be the Duke's successor that is not ashamed.

"What's happening?" When asked in a solemn tone for the dignity of a Duke's successor, Marylin smiled a little and answered.

"It's no different, a guest has come."

"Who? No, who is it?"

"Ian-nim, the craftsman of Fyodor's workshop." That remark reminded me of what I had proposed to him not long ago.

And the request is to make a disciple of a craftsman belonging to our estate and ask for teaching in the form of an apprenticeship. In fact, I was worried about it. My request was because I didn't have to ask for a secret to someone I saw for the first time. There...

'I couldn't talk to Max, would it be okay?'

Then, Marilyn laughed and said.

"He think positively about the contents of the letter you sent, so he'll ask you to review it together." At those words, I jumped up.