Chapter 135 – The Royalist Plot
Next day.
As soon as I went to work, I called the employees of the financial management office together.
It was probably because there was a guy named Martin, whose head was blown off for accepting bribes just yesterday, so everything moved quickly.
“From next week, the special audit period will begin. From now on, the people I list will have to shake off everything, from borrowed-name accounts to cash hidden in the house and entertainment.”
Saying that, I shook the guest list I got from Gremory yesterday.
Everyone stared at me with nervous eyes, and I opened the list and read the names of the nobles one by one.
“Marquis of Cologne, Count of Düsseldorf, Viscount of Hanover, Viscount of Mannheim…”
There were some names I had never heard of before, but among the people entertained at Club Melusine, many of the main members of the Royalists were mixed.
When you don’t know who is involved in what way, one of the methods is to just investigate all of them.
To begin with, the number of aristocratic guests was less than a few hundred.
Proving their relationship was easier said than done for the savvy staff from two years of work in the Treasury Office.
“By the way, this is something only we know, but if the information leaks out, we’ll know that one of you leaked it. At that time, I’ll hypnotize you to check it one by one, so you can buy it yourself.”
“”Yes!””
Once again, I thoroughly checked the mouth of the staff, and I sat down at my desk and pondered.
‘First of all, after collecting all the unreimbursed taxes and sending him to prison for contempt of the governor… How should I punish the Loyalists?’
In fact, it is clear that contempt of the governor-general was a felony punishable by the death penalty, but only when the fact could be proven could a proper punishment be imposed.
There is a record that they used a succubus spear, but there is no direct evidence that they insulted the governor, so they will soon be released innocent.
So, what I came up with was the feeling of putting them in prison and collecting overdue taxes first.
If the person handling the case is in prison, there is no one to touch when we rob a house.
First of all, the first plan was like that, and the second plan was to find evidence that the royalist party supported the resistance in the process.
If this was the case, contempt of the governor-general would not be a problem, but it could be bound as treason and sent away without fail.
It literally becomes evidence that cannot be taken out or beaten.
The one I think is the best is the stencil that Master mentioned, and if you get hold of just one, you can crack the code and wipe out all the royalists.
Anyway, even under the rule of advanced countries of Ozma Government-General, there was nothing to hold back from those who had continuously rebelled to regain their former glory.
After thinking about it alone, I began to come up with a way to use it after locking the royal party in prison, and eventually came to the materialization stage.
‘If rumors circulate that only royalist figures are intensively captured, most of them would go into hiding…’
It couldn’t have been better if it was possible to hit it once, but there was no way that the foxes wouldn’t have dug a hole in the back.
I was thinking about a way to catch them all at once, and I asked Agnes, who just came to submit a report.
“Anes. Is there a party this week attended by the main members of the royalists?”
Then Agnes tilted her head and answered.
“If that’s the case, I’m assuming you gave it to me yesterday.”
My gaze went straight to the trash can under the desk.
I didn’t really want to go, so I went straight to the trash can, but I never thought I’d need it all of a sudden.
I immediately went through the trash can.
Fortunately, the invitation was still there, as the contents had not yet been emptied.
I unsealed the invitation and took out the stationery inside.
The contents of the letter were written in old-fashioned cursive and long adjectives, but the main points were as follows.
“You and your partner are invited to the social debut of Countess Sophia von Glorious on May 12th?”
Well. It must be some kind of prom.
Realizing that a partner is essential, I asked Agnes.
“Would you like to go with me?”
Then Agnes shook his head and declined.
“Even though I’m the deputy treasurer, I’m from a commoner, so if I become the chief treasurer’s partner, the nobles will ridicule me. Let’s go with someone worthy of the chief treasurer’s rank.”
Certainly, at a party like this, not only the participants, but also the partners of the participants are important.
Taking an inappropriate partner would be ridiculed, so he didn’t know what Agnes was trying to say.
Being a partner reminded me of Dorothea, who played and ate at home, but among humans, the title of former Four Heavenly Kings did not seem to give much intimidation.
To begin with, he’s so eloquent, it’s a relief if he doesn’t curse at people he’s seeing for the first time.
When I put on a worried expression, Agnes tilted his head and asked.
“Wouldn’t it be nice to go with Ozma-nim?”
Hearing that, I waved my hand.
“Hey, will he wear a dress for you?”
He is a guy who usually wears only pants.
Even when he was living in the Demon King’s Castle, he had never been seen wearing a dress, but I didn’t think he would listen when I asked.
But Agnes, who heard me, said with a pitiful look on her face.
“Your Chief Treasurer knows nothing about a woman’s heart.”
“What? Even if I look at it like this, I was very popular in the past.”
“…I admit being popular, but knowing a woman’s heart is another thing.”
Agnes said so and affirmed to me.
“Women want to look pretty in front of the person they like. She’ll change her mind if the Chief Treasurer asks, even if it’s Ozma-sama, who doesn’t usually put on much makeup. Maybe.”
“…You’re not sure either.”
“Because I didn’t come in and out of Ozma-sama’s mind.”
Anyway, Agnes’ advice seemed reasonable enough, so I said yes.
It would be better to take out the words at least once before you have to go down anyway.
***
“What? Do you want me to go to the prom with you?”
“Oh, I have no one else to ask but you.”
When I asked in a serious voice while saying that, Ozma blankly blinked his eyes, then turned his head away with his face blushing.
“There are so many prettier girls than me. Can’t I go with those guys?”
As Ozma said, she pointed to Dorothea, Vanessa, and Camilla who were nearby.
I said while gently stroking Ozma’s cheek, who seemed not to have much confidence in his appearance.
“No, you’re pretty enough. So be confident, Ozma.”
After hearing the praise, Ozma’s face turned red like a tomato.
“I can’t help it if you say that.”
“Really? Thank goodness. The prom is this weekend, is that okay?”
Then Ozma nodded her head and said.
“She is the daughter of the Demon King, no matter how you look at it. She knows all the basic etiquette and dancing. So you don’t have to worry too much.”
“No, I was just asking about your weekend schedule. You’re pretty busy these days.”
“…You just have to finish it on a weekday. It’s been a long time since you asked, so I can’t refuse.”
“Thank you very much.”
As I said that and hugged her tightly, Ozma entwined her hands around my back.
Seeing us like that, Dorothea, who was playing chess with Camilla, said,
“Kek-what, an adolescent couple?”
“Noisy. Home security guard.”
“What? Man? Shall we come together after a long time?”
***
Last Sunday.
In order for Ozma to do my favor, she went to the boutique yesterday after finishing all her work on a weekday to get her new dress tailored.
And before heading to the mansion of the Glorius family, I was led by Camilla’s hand to the second floor to receive makeup. I waited in her suit in the living room and saw Ozma coming down the stairs, and I was stunned without knowing it.
“Uh, how are you?”
Unlike usual, Ozma, who put on full makeup and added volume to her hair, asked me for my impression with her shy face.
“…The best.”
All sorts of words of praise flashed through her head, but this one was the only thing she could barely utter as her head went blank.
Ozma, who usually wore only a black uniform that knights would wear, saw her dress for the first time, and her destructive power was beyond imagination.
A design that boldly exposed her shoulders, rich frills, and a beautiful light purple dress that matched her hair color.
The red lipstick applied to her lips is alluring.
Ozma, hearing my answer, blushed, then came down the stairs, step by step, helped by Camilla, who shyly held out her hand in her white cotton glove to me.
“I’m not used to dressing like this, so you escort me.”
“Yes.”
I leaned over her waist, kissed her on the back of her hand, and held her right hand tightly.
Her tense body temperature was transmitted through her cotton gloves.
I led her and got into her carriage that she had called in front of her house.
Vanessa, who plays the role of an escort driver, and Camilla, a maid, were also on board, so the seats quickly became full.
Ozma, wondering if her dress was awkward, straightened her posture and sat down, continuing to move her hips.
As she watched it, even though she was clearly on her way to work, she felt something warming her heart.
Is this why people fall in love?
