Yurisien was deeply asleep and discussing with the awakened Benjamin about what to do next.

“This information was obtained at the risk of Bilzec’s life. We must use it as effectively as possible. So, we need to stay calm and think carefully.”

Jürgen, sitting on the platform, spoke sharply. Iban, who was still sitting with his immature body, let out a proud snort at his words. Mitchell, standing next to Benjamin, gave him a glance, but Iban just smirked and winked.

Opposing opinions were voiced by Yurisien.

“Father’s words make sense, but I disagree because the opponent is Lady Greta.”

Yurisien looked around at the gathering. Her gaze, which started with Benjamin, ended with him.

“Iban, why Lady Iban came to Everrium Manor, what she did there, and what she took. There’s no way she doesn’t know.”

“I agree with that. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come all the way to the headquarters of the Copellador Guild to kill me!”

Iban grumbled.

Greta had breached the Copellador Guild. Since there was no denying the possibility of having a spy inside, they started a large-scale investigation and persecution. That was why Kalli was absent from this meeting.

“Then it means she knows that Iban survived without dying. There’s no other way she wouldn’t know. Therefore, we have to prepare. The later we use the information Iban brought, the more it becomes useless, like a piece of tissue.”

“A piece of tissue…”

Iban grumbled, clearly disliking the idea. Of course, no one here wished to diminish Iban’s merit.

“We need to move carefully, I know. But sometimes, speed is more important than caution. I feel like now is the time.”

The most crucial things in information warfare are utility and speed. Despite being the great Windsor, we realized that our power was weaker than theirs, as we were only now discovering the research Lady Greta was conducting. Yurisien convinced Jürgen with determination, even with her youthful expression.

“Speed…?”

Jürgen murmured, stroking his smooth chin. Other than faint traces of wrinkles when he smiled, there were no wrinkles on his face, indicating deep thought.

People used to say that Jürgen looked like a well-fed beast. More precisely, a beast that never went hungry. That was the great Windsor.

Therefore, Jürgen could afford to be patient in everything and be as careful as he wanted. And this was the virtue and true authority of a ruler, enhancing and glorifying the great Windsor.

“But now Yurisien is different.”

He had received direct teachings from his daughter, and although he had thought of her as perfect and outstanding before, now, she had changed. Unfortunately, the well-fed young beast that was Yurisien had a time when it went hungry.

For a whopping three years, it was terribly hungry!

That’s why Jürgen, after a brief contemplation, raised Yurisien’s hand.

“Well, yes. I was too short-sighted.”

“Father…”

“In this situation, it’s right to do as you suggest.”

Yurisien visibly sighed with relief. Even if she collided with Jürgen, she seemed worried about what would happen. But even then, Yurisien didn’t back down. She might have been determined to persuade Jürgen to the end.

‘I wonder who she resembles so well…’

During the three years Jürgen lost, Yurisien grew to the point where he could hardly recognize her. He thought she was already a perfect and remarkable daughter. Now, truly, she was impressive, even if she were compared to a well-fed cow.

‘Perhaps it’s time for me to step back.’
No, perhaps for quite some time, Jürgen had to be the one providing strength from behind rather than leading. For example, the moment he promised himself to seat Yurisien in the position of the family head.

Anyway, it was when Jürgen’s approval had fallen like this, just as Benjamin, who was waiting for the results of the difference in opinions among the women, began to speak.

“Well, I have a few things in mind in this direction.”

“Yurisien!!!”

A sharp scream that tore through the air was heard from outside.

The sound was so loud that Mitchell, who approached the window in surprise, unconsciously mumbled, “Isn’t that an opera singer?”

“Countess Calypso.”

“Edna, you mean?”

Yurisien, questioning Mitchell, approached the window with a subtle expression, facing the unexpected unwelcome guest. Beyond the garden where the party was held, Edna was calling Yurisien with a loud voice from outside the firmly closed iron gate.

“Why don’t you open this door right now?!”

Despite the weather feeling warm, and with the importance of security, double windows were tightly closed, yet her voice was audible!

“It’s noisy.”

Jürgen, who had come to Yurisien’s side unnoticed, spoke with an unpleasant expression, furrowing his brows.

“After all, will you throw away your habit?”

Benjamin, standing up from his seat, also came to the window and looked at Edna, who was still yelling, with a thoughtful expression.

“Come to think of it, when Prince Hwang met Edna for the first time, he was making a fuss.”

“The beginning and the end are all bad people.”