Seventh: Volume 8 [Parts 1 to 4] by Yomu Mishima

Author:Yomu Mishima
Language: eng
Format: epub

The fourth head was the head who oversaw House Walt during its turning point. He presided over the house as the late third head’s accomplishment had them elevated from baronets to barons.

The peerage of baron was seen as where true nobility began.

Before, they were dependents who relied on the strength of higher-ranking noble benefactors. But as barons, their position was reversed, and House Walt now had baronets and knights to look after.

In any case, this was when the scale of the house shot up all at once. And the individual who held it together at that time was the fourth head.

The fourth head had no significant military feats, but his handling of domestic affairs that helped overcome the Walt turning point would become the house’s foundation for years to come.

Yet this was also a man whose hobby was saving money, and whose lifelong dream was to fill his treasury with gold.

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I observed the Walt estate as it had been in the fourth head’s time. Now that the house had risen to the rank of baron, perhaps the previous property had become too small for their liking, as they had relocated to one that was quite a bit larger.

There were servants busily moving about the manor.

“It’s quite boisterous,” I said, observing the corridor as I chased behind the fourth head.

There were little decorations to speak of, and the place was very plain compared to how it was when House Walt’s seventh head ascended to the rank of earl.

Though I’d occasionally bump into the people passing by, I’d just pass straight through them. These were phantoms, possessing no physical bodies.

“Oh, I’ve got it. It’s delivery day,” the third muttered.

Then the fourth replied, “That’s right. This is the day the fifth was born.”

Why is he showing me this moment? I wondered. But the third seemed delighted.

“What’s wrong?”

“Marcus is being thoughtful. You know, I never got to see the birth of my own grandson.”

I see, I nodded.

But the fourth head bashfully denied it. “I-I didn’t do it for the third or anything. This is to teach you about Fredriks—the fifth head.”

“No need to be shy. Still, House Walt’s really changed.”

It seemed the third head had quite a few thoughts on the matter, but it all stopped when we came to a certain room.

“Huh?” He exclaimed.

And I too, was so surprised I had to doubt my own eyes.

“Th-This is...”

Seemingly picking up on what we wanted to say, the fourth head covered his face with his right hand and explained, “We had no connections at the time, and it was a trial and a half to find a bride, you know. Especially with those goddess-forsaken precepts.”

There, we found the fourth head who seemed to be in his mid-thirties—and what looked to be an exhausted young girl lying in the bed.

Her red hair was glued to her brow with sweat as she formed a weary smile.

Apparently, this strong-willed-looking girl had just given birth. I watched, hoping I was mistaken, as the fourth head in the memory—Marcus wept.

“Brigette, thank you.

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