Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy

957 – Mental Preparation – 2

As soon as I set foot in the Duke of Servet’s castle, the vassals of the Duke of Katoban came rushing in.

The sight of the vassals and servants appearing all at once from every corner of the castle was truly spectacular. I wonder if this is what it must have felt like for a human being being chased by zombies. Or perhaps it was like the feeling of a search party that had entered a mart and been surrounded by zombies. Either way, it was not a very pleasant feeling.

“Hello, Your Excellency the Duke and His Royal Highness the Duke!”

Anyway, the head butler who ran first, Count Sicilla, bowed his head so low that his forehead almost touched the floor.

It was a perfect right angle, so a bitter smile naturally formed on my face. It had been several years since I had officially married Tricky and become the husband of the Duke of Katoban, but I still cringe when I see the sincere ceremonies of the Duke of Katoban.

Even though I thought I was used to it, and even though I thought it was nothing, my body reacted automatically. I think it’s because of the age of the deceased.

‘He’s older than my father.’

Even the Count of Sicily is in his fifties, older than my father. He has spent an overwhelming amount of time as a nobleman, and we cannot even dare to compare in terms of age and career.

But what can I do? As the husband of the Katoban family, I am treated similarly or slightly lower than the Duke Trixie. If I show respect or show a respectful attitude to my vassals, it will cause them pain.

Besides, I am not an ordinary husband. I am the husband of the Duke of Servet, who had been single for 120 years, and I am a hero who gave three daughters to the Duke of Catoban, who had no blood relatives. Even if I were a commoner, I would probably have received enthusiastic support from my vassals.

“Come, ladies!”

While he was alone with those thoughts, Count Sicilla’s gaze turned towards my and Trixie’s legs.

To be exact, it was directed at the triplets huddled together on the bridge.

“Hello, sir! Long time no see!”

“Ooh! Long time no see!”

“Long time no see, sir~”

Count Sicilla’s expression quickly melted at the triplets’ bright answer.

That’s how you react to just a conversation. I’m worried that you might become a Buddha. What are you going to do when you live in the same space?

‘Is it too early to keep you in Servet?’

Greed surged for a moment, but I quickly suppressed it.

Calm down, you crazy idiot. I can’t stop laughing when I see my kids, but they eat, play, and sleep together without any problems. If I can do it, they can do it too.

“The promised time is just around the corner, so we came together to take a look at the place where our children will be staying. It will be perfect even if we don’t check it, but we still need to get the judgment of the children who will actually be staying there.”

“Your Majesty is right! Your Majesty’s perspective is more important than ours!”

Count Sicilla nodded vigorously at my words.

And those burning eyes. If the triplets said, “I want this,” they would tear down the building and rebuild it right away. Maybe they could even link up with the magic tower and proceed with destruction and reconstruction at the speed of light.

This is where Tricky’s children will live. This is not just a major event for the Duchy of Servet, but also for the Magic Tower. If we exaggerate a bit, we could say that it is a matter that the entire continent’s magical community is paying attention to.

“I’ll show you right away!”

“Okay. Please.”

Anyway, he nodded indifferently towards Count Sicilla, who was bowing again.

Actually, I used to check the rooms that the triplets would stay in every time I visited the duke’s castle. But every time I visited, the rooms changed. There’s no point in having a room that’s a little behind the times and that’s old and worn out before the princesses even move in, right?

It was amazing, beyond passion, to the point of madness. If the triplets hadn’t turned 5 next year, they would have definitely turned the room upside down next year, and if I hadn’t come today, they might have been doing the last remodeling to celebrate the end of the year.

‘It’s time to stop now.’

So, to make sure the construction is completed, I brought in triplets. If the triplets say, “I like this room!”, won’t the mad remodeling stop?

The only ones who can stop this madness are us triplets.

As soon as I saw the room that Count Sicilla had shown me, I was speechless.

It was expected that the room would be splendid and large. It was the room where the next duke and the direct descendant of the duke resided, so it would be even stranger if it were small and shabby.

Three rooms? This is also natural. It may be different when they are still waddling in the cradle, but the triplets are now old enough to move around on their own. It’s a bit much to cram them into one room.

However, the room that appeared before my eyes was not just a large and fancy room.

‘what’s this.’

A black ceiling, as if looking at the night sky. Wallpaper that sparkles as if expressing stars.

And even stuffed animals that move on their own on the floor.

‘What the heck.’

Then, when Count Sicilla lightly clapped his hands, the room that had been as dark as night changed into broad daylight. The black ceiling turned into a blue sky, and the stars on the wallpaper turned into clouds.

Finally, the floor where the stuffed animals used to move around has been transformed into a meadow, making it feel like you’re in a park rather than a room.

‘Is this the Duke’s true feelings?’

I couldn’t open my mouth because I was so embarrassed.

I also decorated my mansion for my children. I laid out mattresses throughout the hallway to prevent them from getting hurt, blunted sharp edges, and replaced as many hard metals as possible.

Even I, who am like that, couldn’t create such a crazy room. If the Duke who has ruled over the world for 300 years is sincere and receives active support from the Magic Tower, something like this can be created.

‘It wasn’t like this last time I saw it.’

What on earth happened in the short time I last saw you? The rooms I’ve seen so far weren’t like these.

Could it be that the room you’ve been showing me so far was a bluff? A perfect surprise for the triplets?

“Wow!”

“The doll is moving!”

“Clouds, they’re amazing~”

If that was really the goal, it was a huge success. Even I, an adult, was amazed by the room, so what would the children think? The triplets ran out with their eyes sparkling at the sight of a small piece of nature locked away.

Leaving the bridge of this father and mother and heading towards the wide room. As if he was no longer interested in father and mother.

‘Guys…’

I looked at that sight with a bitter heart.

It’s a room where our children will stay for at most a month out of the year. If they like that kind of room, that’s fortunate, but I didn’t expect them to like it so intensely.

I was a little shy, didn’t want to leave my dad’s side, and just wanted to hear things like, “This place is nice, but my house is better.” I didn’t expect anything big. That’s all I wanted.

“Clouds! Clouds move!”

“Grass! Fluffy! Amazing!”

“Moving puppets are amazing.”

I burst out laughing as I watched the children running around.

It’s bitter and sad, but let’s get over it. The children’s happiness is more important than my own regret.

Besides, if you aren’t surprised by a room like this, I’d be concerned that you’re not very sensitive. Honestly, even the Crown Princess would be shocked if she saw this room.

‘I should make something like this too.’

Seriously, that thought crossed my mind. I should make something like this for my mansion─

‘no.’

I gave up right away. I think I can somehow accommodate up to three, but I don’t have the confidence to provide one room for each of my children.

Even I, who overturned the entire mansion, have never heard of this remodeling. If so, then it means that it was the first work pioneered by the retainers of Katoban. However, the production cost tends to decrease as the people who make these things accumulate know-how. Even if you order a room like this at this time, it will only be made in large quantities at a high price.

…

“Me, Trixie?”

“Why is that?”

Trixie turned her head, looking at the triplets with a pleased expression.

“How much would it take to make something like this?”

My heart is racing. How much manpower, how much material, how much time would it take to create a room like this?

And if we were to create as many rooms as there are children, how many storage rooms would we need to open?

“There are animals in our mansion that you can’t see anywhere else.”

I shut my mouth again at the roundabout answer.

The point was that you can make it if you want, but you should be content with what you have.

‘It’s really expensive.’

Or are we giving up because we can’t be sure how much our children will grow? That’s more convincing than the price issue.

“Sir! Are you going to make it dark again?”

“Haha, of course. If the ladies wish, it will be done quickly.”

“Wow!”

Meanwhile, Count Sicilla freely changed the day and night of the room by clapping his hands continuously.

That’s why he looks like a great wizard who controls time.

***

The Count and the Duke of Magong moved to the Duchy of Servette with their daughters.

I think I have a rough idea of ​​what happened. Now that the year is coming to an end, it’s time to prepare for next year.

‘I am the Duke’s agent.’

Next year, Duke Magong will step down from his position as Duke. The Count will then take over as Duke Servette’s deputy.

In fact, if it weren’t for the retirement of the Iron Blood Duke, this would have happened this year. It was just postponed to next year to prevent two Dukes from being replaced in one year.

‘Carl Servet Crassius of Tailglehen.’

I couldn’t help but laugh when I thought about the full name the Count will have starting next year.

A nobleman has a middle name. And he uses Servet as his middle name. If you had told me that last year, I would have cursed at you and told you not to talk nonsense.

But it is reality. The Count becomes the Duke of Servet’s agent and bears the name Servet. Although he is not officially a duke, he is treated as a duke.

‘I guess I need to decide soon.’

After laughing for a while, I took out a piece of paper that I had kept deep in a drawer.

Now, the count’s ascension to the ducal throne is imminent. If so, the name that will be given to the count must also be completely confirmed.

Because I had this much free time, other ideas kept coming to me. I thought of a good title and was about to decide on it, but then something else came to mind, and when I was about to decide on it again, another good one came to mind. The ideas just kept coming to me endlessly.

‘Avoid anything too flashy.’

I’ve been seriously considering the candidates I’ve been looking at for the past few months.

Since I am not the official Duke of Servette, I cannot give you a formal name. I must let my name be known in social circles as naturally as possible.

A name that the nobles wouldn’t feel uncomfortable with. A name that everyone would nod their heads in agreement with.

“Ugh.”

I quickly swallowed the laughter that burst out again.

Let’s not laugh and just focus on the candidates. If the Count is preparing to become the Duke’s deputy, I should also go with sincerity.