Chapter 34 Monica Belmont's Scheme Iii
My name is Monica Belmont.
I am the proud daughter of the Belmont family.
I have a high potential for magic, and everyone expects great things from me, but recently, I have been troubled.
"Ms. Yumie... I wonder what she is doing right now..."
Yumie Granbell.
Until recently, she was someone I unilaterally disliked and bullied, but despite that, she selflessly risked her life to help me, without even caring that I had put her in danger with my foolish schemes.
She is my knight, who tries to keep the promise we made on a whim to protect me for life.
"Haah..."
"Milady, you've been sighing at the window for a while now... Are you alright?"
"After such an incident, it's understandable that she can't recover from the shock. Let's leave her be."
I feel like the servants are a bit mistaken about something, but I don't have the energy to correct them.
My mind was completely filled with thoughts of her.
"I want to see her..."
Her brave figure is burned into my memory.
Usually, Ms. Yumie is like a small animal that laughs cheerfully, but when faced with a crisis, she didn't cower; instead, she roared like a fierce beast and confronted the monster.
Even though she could only use much weaker magic than I can.
She must have felt fear too.
Overcoming all of that, the sight of her fighting for me was exactly what I envision as my "prince".
"Monica, is it a good time?"
"Oh, yes, father."
When I turned around in response to the voice, there stood my father, Cas Belmont, the head of the Belmont family.
He pulled out a chair and sat beside me, looking at me with a worried expression.
"It's been a while since then; have you calmed down?"
"Yes, I have no problems at all, I'm fine."
"Is that so? I've been hearing from the servants that Monica has been down for a while..."
It seems that my delay in making corrections has reached even father's ears.
Since I actually have something I want to discuss, I guess I should take this opportunity to set things straight.
"That's not true. I am indeed troubled, but it's not about the recent incident."
"I see, well that's good... Just to be safe, I'll share the current situation with you."
"Please do."
It's true that I'm not worried about the incident itself, but I can't ignore the cause of that incident either.
I will listen to father's words.
"The new maid who recommended that place to you was assassinated by someone. The knights who were supposed to be guarding you have also gone missing. However, it's certain that those opposing my proposal for the noble academy are involved."
"I see..."
The noble academy proposal.
It aims to correct the disparity between the upper nobles who have power and funds and the lower nobles who are struggling with their poor lands.
The idea is to gather the noble children in the capital for collective education, thereby addressing the gap between the people in the capital and those in the countryside.
When I first heard about it, I thought it was a wonderful idea, and the royal family also supports the proposal.
However, it has been a difficult issue with ongoing debates about where to source the enormous budget needed to make it a reality.
Many people seem to dislike the idea of "using national funds to support the education of the heirs of poor nobles in the countryside," and father has lamented that we can't seem to move to the next step.
It seems that the actions of the opposition have finally escalated to direct assassination attempts.
"In order to prevent such things from happening again, we are currently exposing the traitors within the Belmont family. I apologize for the inconvenience, but... please wait a little longer until it's over."
The reason I've been lingering by the window like this is also at father's instruction.
Since a traitor has emerged from the people hired by the Belmont family, putting my life in danger, I've decided it's best not to move around carelessly until I can clearly see who I can trust.
I think that's a very reasonable stance...
"Actually, I have something to discuss about that."
"Hm, what is it?"
"Now that we can't fully trust those within the Belmont family, wouldn't it be safer to rely on another family we can trust?"
"Hm... you have a point, but the Royal Palace is a no-go. It's not united, and there are too many people there whose true intentions are unclear."
It seems I'm thought to be relying on Prince Sigurt, as I feel anxious.
My father tries to preemptively warn me, even though I haven't mentioned anything yet.
I chuckle wryly at my father and shake my head.
"No, that's not it. I want to go to the Granbell Family."
"Granbell? They've served the royal family for a long time and are a family of warriors, so they're probably unrelated to such schemes, but..."
Surprised, my father's eyes widen.
I nod at him, as if to say, "Is that okay?" and then I asked him the most important question.
"And, father... is it okay if my fiancé is a girl?"
"...Huh?"
The knight's oath I exchanged with Ms. Yumie at the end.
She probably doesn't know that this ritual is actually a scene from a novel about a love across class differences, saying, "Even if we are not bound, let's spend our last moments together." For now, that's fine.
With my secret feelings in my heart, I show a cheerful smile to my father, who is in a daze.
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