“My son is the youngest here! But since the matured brothers are already pressuring my son, what kind of absurdity is this happening here!”

In response to her scream, Namgung Sinyi, the eldest son of Namgung Ryeo who had not moved so far, spoke.

“She should just give up the right of inheritance.”

His voice was so cold it gave chills. Namgung Bumin turned to look at Namgung Sinyi as if she were a person who had received a great shock. He calmly continued.

“It’s that simple if you give up the right.”
“Isn’t it troublesome that the youngest sibling, who hasn’t fully grown yet, wants to become the head of the family, just as Mother said?”

“My son is in the red, why should he give up the inheritance!?”

In response to her tantrum, this time, the knowledgeable-looking Gongja next to Namgung Shin spoke up.

“Is there a son who is not in the red here? Even with only the son in the red, that’s already more than enough.”

Only then did I realize that I hadn’t been able to sit at all at this seat.

‘Wow, I’ve never seen such an open family fight before.’

I thought disputes over property only happened in books. But the fierce battle between the young stepmother and the matured children was intense.

As I opened my mouth, a middle-aged man with graying hair, representing the Jo family, who was invited by Namgung Ryeo, spoke up.

“Naturally, it would be right for the eldest son, Gongja Namgung Shin, to become the next head.”

Why did Moyong Sega suddenly take his side? When I raised my head, Namgung Ryeo whispered in my ear.

“Moyong Sega is from an external family.”

“Ah.”

The meal, which had become a farce where not only family members but also guests had to sit, was because other families also chimed in on the succession issue of this family.

‘Some support their son-in-law, and some support their grandson-in-law.’

Even just talking among family members was a chaotic issue, but now that complete strangers were involved, it was chaos on top of chaos.

How long did the boring quarrel continue? Suddenly, the attention of the people sitting quietly turned towards our direction.

“It seems like everyone sitting here is somehow related to the succession of Namgung Ryeo’s family.”

The one who took the initiative in this way was the representative of the Jinju Soundga, the cow-keeper.

“How about it, Danmok Soundga? You can tell the story fairly, I suppose. Danmok Sega isn’t related to anything, is he?”

It wasn’t a good story at all. That Danmok Sega hadn’t participated in these kinds of discussions meant, in the mainstream world, that Danmok Sega had been left out until now.

‘Why would they say that!’

I got upset. When Danmokbi, who was sipping water, slowly opened her mouth.

“As you said, Danmok Sega has always stayed away from discussions of this kind.”

As if smoothly moving on from her own sarcasm, the cow-keeper of Jinju Soundga smiled insidiously. That’s when Danmokbi responded with a cold tone.

“However, in a situation where we can live so boringly, it’s endlessly regrettable to have a grudge against our Sega in this way.”

“What are you talking about now!”

When Jinju Soundga got upset and stood up from his seat, Jegalmi, who couldn’t stand injustice, sided with Danmokbi.

“I agree with Danmok Soundga’s words. Why expose family issues in front of outsiders? If Danmok Soundga says this person should be the head, will you all follow suit?”
It was a clear point that the issue you should decide is being passed on to others.

‘Wow, our older brother is impressive.’

I looked at Jegalmi with admiration. When I did, the silent Hwasanpa Doja, stroking his beard, spoke up.

“It would be good for Jegal Soga to learn from his predecessor.”

It was advice to be moderate and economical, just like his predecessor. However, Jegal Min flatly denied those words.

“If Father were sitting here, he would have scolded Namgung Sega. To engage in a dispute in this situation without showing any sign of sadness for Father’s passing is absurd.”

In response to Jegal Min’s words, Namgung Sega’s second son, Gongja, grumbled while clenching his fists.

“Huh, showing off alone.”

“What did you say?”

“Did I say something wrong? The only reason you can talk as if you’re important is that Jegal Gaju appointed you as Soga early on. It’s not because you’re so great!”

“Ha! Are you saying that we couldn’t decide on Soga early on because of this situation?”

“What?!”

This almost led to a fight between Jegal Min and them.

‘Should I intervene? If Father and Grandfather hear about this, they’ll scold him!’

How did it turn into a fight with Jegal Min? It was when I grabbed Jegal Min’s sleeve.

A young man sitting across from us suddenly stood up.

“If you’re going to have an emotional fight here, I’ll leave. I came here to eat.”

Again, is he another direct son? I almost made a tired expression at the constant appearance of sons. Then another son complained.

“Why did you bother to show your face here? You could have just eaten alone in your room.”

“I have to be sure that no poison will come to my table.”

“What did you say?!”

That damn poison, poison, poison.

‘But on what basis is he suspecting an insider? Usually, aren’t people fervently dedicated to finding the culprit?’

There must have been credible testimony that Namgung Gaju was poisoned. However, it was not reasonable to suspect that an insider is the culprit.

‘Is there any evidence, or is there someone encouraging suspicion towards the insider?’

I was pondering while shaking my head. That’s when the young woman who had been sitting quietly raised her hand. Later, I found out she was Namgung Shin’s younger twin sister.

Actually, there was a letter like this on my room window sill.”

In the letter she unfolded, it was written as follows.