“Are you planning to return to the Medelia family?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Tell me what you desire.”

If Enzo had been in Erina’s situation, he wouldn’t have had the slightest desire to return to the Medelia family.

However, Enzo noticed that Erina, who wanted to return to the Medelia family, had something she wished for.

“I want to reclaim the Medelia family.”

“Reclaim it?”

“If the Medelia family had undergone a normal succession, I, as the heir, should have received it.”

Erina’s golden eyes shone brightly, reflecting the light from the small chandelier hanging from the reception room ceiling.

Enzo’s eyes were drawn to the golden light that sparkled more brilliantly than ever before.

“I want to reverse the abnormal succession.”

Erina wanted to reclaim the Medelia family that they had taken away as if stealing.

She wanted to restore the broken clock of Medelia that her parents had loved and poured their hearts into, putting it back in its rightful place.

Enzo liked Erina’s eyes, beautiful and shining with ambition.

“Very well. Normally, we would bestow a new title on the owner of a mana stone mine, but we shall do as you wish.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

“Will you accept them into Medelia?”

Erina recalled Romdrick and Camille, who had acted so despicably.

The two who had told her to consider her birth family non-existent were now clinging to her, begging her to return in a cowardly manner.

If the Iolls family had imprisoned and killed her after marriage, Romdrick and Camille were the ones who had trampled her and prevented her from blooming before marriage.

Erina felt no need to accept such people as family.

“No. I don’t think that will be necessary.”

“Then I shall return the title of Baron Zilon to them.”

At those words, Erina briefly thought of Romdrick and Camille.

The Medelia Viscounty had a stable income source due to a medicinal herb that only grew in their territory.

As there was no substitute for this herb, they were wealthier compared to other viscounties.

On the other hand, the Zilon Barony didn’t even have a proper baronial territory, barely maintaining a single mansion.

Erina remembered that when Romdrick was Baron Zilon, her father often helped him.

“Yes, that’s fine.”

She imagined how those who had greedily swallowed up the viscounty and lived extravagantly would react if they had to return to their former status.

It was clear they wouldn’t be able to bear it.

The current Emperor, Enzo, imposed higher taxes on nobles than on commoners.

Rather, he provided jobs or welfare to the commoners who had nothing and struggled to make a living.

Because of this, most nobles in name only or fallen nobles gave up their titles.

But that was a very small minority.

Most nobles generally had a steady income better than commoners.

Romdrick had inherited the title of Baron Zilon along with a small silver mine from his father, Erina’s grandfather.

But he failed in every business venture he touched and eventually lost everything.

Romdrick, who had lived as a noble all his life, received help from Erina’s father, his older brother, saying his pride wouldn’t allow him to live as a commoner.

The first thing such a person did after getting his hands on the wealthy Medelia Viscounty was to spend lavishly.

With money consistently flowing in, their spending grew larger year by year.

Now, they spent money so extravagantly that it was hard to imagine the time when Romdrick was Baron Zilon.

What would happen if they had to return to being the Zilon Barony now?

Erina’s heart pounded with the satisfaction that washed over her.

As she imagined taking back one by one the things that they had been so quick to snatch from her younger self, her whole body trembled with anticipation like a child about to receive a gift.

Erina placed her hands on her chest to calm herself, feeling as if a scream of joy might burst out.

Seeing her satisfied expression, Enzo brought up the final matter.

“Lastly, the Temple and the Tower have requested a meeting with the mine’s owner.”

“The Temple and the Tower?”

“They must be desperate to see a mine of such historic proportions. If you don’t wish to, you can refuse.”

Erina recalled the Camcarash Temple and Meltias Tower, often mentioned in both reality and the original story.

As much as the owner of the mana stone mine was claimed to be chosen by the god, the Temple and Tower were unconditionally gentle and benevolent towards the mine’s owner.

The Temple, which had lost its divine power that existed only in the distant Mage Era, believed that the power contained in mana stones was the last evidence that the god still loved them.

The Camcarash Temple regarded the mine’s owner as a saint and treated them with utmost respect, like a pope.

The Tower was no different from the Temple.

In the Mage Era when magicians existed, there were numerous towers where magicians belonged according to their power.

But as magicians disappeared, only the Meltias Tower, which mainly dealt with magic tools due to artifacts and mana stones, the only remaining links to magic, survived while all others vanished.

The Meltias Tower revered and treated the mine’s owner, who allowed the Tower to be maintained, as preciously as the Tower Master.

In the original story, Rose received a lot of help from the Temple and Tower simply because she was the mine’s owner.

Getting close to the Temple and Tower would certainly be beneficial for Erina.

“I’ll meet them.”

“Hmm.”

Enzo considered adding more to his words as he looked at Erina’s calm face, but decided against it.

No matter how desperate for profit they might be, they wouldn’t dare to act carelessly towards Erina, who was not only the mine’s owner but also a noble with a middle name equivalent to royalty.

“Then, would it be alright if the Imperial Family leads the meeting?”

“Yes, that would be fine.”

Enzo smiled with satisfaction at Erina’s ready agreement.

The Imperial Family leading their meeting was tantamount to placing the Imperial Family above the Temple and Tower.

“Thank you, My Lady.”

Erina quietly smiled at Enzo’s very satisfied appearance.

Although the power held by the Temple and Tower couldn’t be ignored, it was insignificant compared to the Imperial Family.

In any case, as Erina was also a noble, it was very good to be in the favor of the Emperor who ruled over the Asilium Empire.

“That concludes the matters we needed to resolve today. You should greet the Knights and move at your leisure.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Having neatly concluded the business, Enzo spoke briefly with Ulysses and left the reception room with Delas.

Barun approached Erina, who had been standing to bid farewell to Enzo.

Following him, two knights who had been paying respects to Enzo outside rushed to Erina and stood behind Barun.

“Lady Medelia. I’ll first introduce those who will be in charge of your escort from today.”

“Sir Emkil, I look forward to working with you.”

“Please call me Barun!”

Barun folded his sparkling pink eyes and smiled brightly, requesting to be called by his name.

Unlike his large build, his gentle face seemed to make it impossible to keep a distance.

“Sylphiane Harmil, it’s an honor to be in charge of your escort.”

A tall woman with dark blue short hair smiled brightly, her brown eyes twinkling.

“Flynn Chete, it’s an honor to be in charge of your escort.”

A man with very short gray hair and a distinctive scar above his right eyebrow also beamed, his purple eyes shining with joy like Sylphiane’s.

“Sir Harmil, Sir Chete. I look forward to working with you.”

After completing the warm greetings, Erina and Barun left the reception room with the knights.

Erina’s steps as she left the reception room were lighter and more cheerful than ever before.

Around the time Erina was returning after finishing her business at the Imperial Palace, an uninvited guest barged into the Kerenik mansion.

“Butler, I think you need to go out.”

A young servant rushed to deliver the message, and Shimelden followed, puzzled.

Sandeth, who should have been busy with the mana stone mine work piling up, had been staying at the mansion.

Shimelden knew that Sandeth, whom he served, couldn’t move because of Erina, who might return at any moment.

Because of this, he had been planning and moving busily to prepare a more luxurious luncheon than usual.

As Sandeth had shown interest in considering a gift, saying today was a monumental day for Lady Medelia, Shimelden put extra effort into the luncheon.

It was the first time Sandeth, who had never shown interest in anyone, had shown interest in a woman.

Shimelden secretly cheered for Sandeth, knowing it was still his one-sided affection.

A romantic meal between a man and woman can make something that wasn’t there before sprout.

Shimelden put more heart and soul into the luncheon than ever before, harboring grand aspirations for the future of the two.

However, the sudden arrival of the Iolls Countess completely shattered Shimelden’s plans.

“Erina! Come out! Let’s talk for a moment!”

A shrill voice rang out loudly, reaching from beyond the mansion gate to the entrance.

Shimelden, unable to understand why she was looking for Erina here when she should be busy signing documents at the Imperial Palace, clutched his head and headed towards the mansion gate.

The sight of Mireia, grabbing and shaking the thick, antique iron gate while shouting, was quite a spectacle.

With disheveled hair, unkempt clothes, wavering eyes, and a screaming appearance, she looked like a madwoman.

“Erina! I know you’re in there, so come out quickly! Hey!”

Although there was no way the massive gate would budge no matter how much she shook it, Mireia shook it with all her might.

Seeing Mireia’s state, the knight guarding the entrance sighed and then spotted Shimelden.

“Ah, Butler!”

The knight rushed over and said with an astounded face.

“She’s been like this for 10 minutes. I tried to stop her, but it was no use, so I informed you.”

Shimelden patted the shoulder of the sighing knight.

“I’ll try talking to her. You’ve had a hard time.”

As the knight returned to his post, Shimelden approached Mireia, who was still shouting at the top of her lungs and shaking the gate.

“Lady Iolls.”

“Erina! Hey!”

“Lady Iolls.”

“Your mother-in-law is here, and you’re not even coming out? What are you doing, Erina? Come out quickly!”

Mireia seemed not to hear Shimelden’s calls at all, busy glaring at the inside of the mansion with bloodshot eyes and shouting.