Chapter 160: Thoughts on Family
"Hey, sorry to keep you waiting."
The day of the meeting
A middle-aged man walks in while I'm sitting in the reception room of the lord's mansion.
"It's been a long time. Frontier Count Sermus, Rumseil-san, and Madam Gotton."
"You don't have to be so tense. We're the only ones here."
Actually, I was waiting for those words
If Sermus-san says so, then there's really no one here to listen to us.
"Then, one thing before the main subject, okay Giran."
"Giran?"
Giran removes his hood
I wanted to try something like this once.
"Giran. My name is Giran Berdreich. Nice to meet you, Grandfather, Grandmother."
Sermus-san, Rumseil-san, and Gotton-san are looking surprised.
Giran knew both his grandfather and grandmother by name, but never had the chance to meet them.
The reason for this was a silly power struggle among the nobility.
First of all, what is a Frontier Count?
A person who is given powerful authority to protect a vast buffer zone between other countries and foreign peoples.
However, in the kingdom where the royal capital has not been in crisis for a long time, the central nobility regarded them as a [poor noble from the countryside].
To be frank, the central nobles are just idiots
The position of Frontier Count Sermus is complicated.
It is the counter of the synthetic dragon called Dranmeira, which is said to come from the ancient ruins region in the desert.
Because it's only for that reason
When the invasion actually took place, they were very grateful for it.
But after that one invasion, the synthetic dragon disappeared.
And the daughter of the Frontier Count became the Queen.
The jealousy of the central nobility is said to be tremendous.
Because of that, I hear that Sermus' voice in the kingdom is waning every year.
Well, as for the person...
[As long as we don't have to worry about food, clothing and shelter, that's fine].
He is a person with no greed
"Hey, hey, Shisu."
While I was lost in thought, Corus spoke into my ear.
"That woman."
"Gotton-san?"
"Yes, how old is she?"
Maybe she wondered when she saw Gotton-san's physique.
“It should have been over 50, right?”
"5-... eeehh..."
I know the feeling.
If you look at her face, there are deep wrinkles commensurate with her age.
From the neck down she would mistakenly look in her late 20s to 30's
"What about the Frontier Count?"
"Sermus-san would have been over 50, too, right?"
"What kind of life would he has to have such a solid physique at 50..."
I once asked him the same question.
The answer I got back was.
[Wake up in the morning, train, eat breakfast, work, train, eat lunch, work, train, eat dinner, work, train, wash and sleep. If you repeat these steps every day, you can live a long time.]
It's impossible.
"...Well, maybe Corus can do it."
"What?"
By the way, the couple is talking about various things with Giran.
Gotton-san is crying and smiling while talking
The sight was very strange to see
Ah, Giran is a little teary-eyed
"It's nice to meet your family..."
"...Yeah, that's right."
Huh?
"Doesn't Corus get to see your parents every day?"
"No, no, I just thought I'd like to see my grandpa too."
Is he still alive?
"Where is he?"
"No one will tell me. They say they can't tell me because of some adult stuff."
"Hmm..."
"Shisu, don't you want to see your father?"
"Of course, I want to see him."
How big I have become
How strong I have become
How smart I have become
I want him to know that
But more than that
"Besides, even Mother would want to meet Father."
I asked the engineers at Edgeworth Territory to tell me what caused the airship to crash.
The load on the core of the ship was greater than expected.
Even if we had tried to make it stronger, the thickness of the airship would have limited its weight.
That's why this story was a godsend.
Gotton-san and the others' steel-making technology is the best in the four countries.
And if we could mix that with the technology of the forestmen...
We might just be able to build the perfect airship this time.
Flying has been proven.
Now we just need to find a way to stabilize it.
I will go to the center no matter what
And pick up Father
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