# Chapter 23
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When Lancelot heard the news of Duke Edenbahir's death, he was about to greet Countess Milena, who had just arrived at the duke's residence.
“young master!”
Countess Milena's perception is quick enough to sometimes surprise even Lancelot.
The moment Leonard lost his butler face and ran away.
The moment he left a secret whisper in Lancelot's ear without even paying attention to Countess Milena.
Lastly, the moment when Lancelot's expression suddenly hardened.
'Hey.
It seems that a great disaster has occurred.'
Countess Milena's eyes couldn't help but be filled with deep interest.
"What happened?"
Lancelot turned his head at her question.
He replied politely, his expression softening, as if he was wondering when he had made up his mind.
"I'm sorry, Lady Milena.
I think today's appointment will have to be postponed until later.
His Excellency the Duke of Edenbahir has passed away."
Countess Milena could only ask back with a dumbfounded expression on her face.
"Forgiveness?"
Lancelot's expression was so calm that I thought the reason for refusing the promise was simple family matters.
Who is dead now?
"As of this morning, his condition is not critical.
"I feel like I've had a sudden heart attack."
Instead of running away, Lancelot revealed the day's events in detail to Countess Milena.
"Well.
What should I say...
.
"This is heartbreaking news."
To be honest, the Duke's passing is also a passing...
What was even more surprising was the calm that made people sick.
'Anyway, this young master...
.'
Sometimes I don't feel like a person.
"Would you like to go up together?
"If you spend the last time with me, my father will leave more comfortably."
You said you already closed your eyes, what?
However, she and the Duke of Edenbahir had known each other since childhood.
It was cruel to think about visiting this place and pretending not to know about the Duke's death.
"...
"Of course."
Lancelot led her straight to Duke Edenbahir's room.
My friend's room, which I visited for the first time in many years, was filled with the smell of medicine.
'The smell of ointment that keeps it from running.'
It was a smell that showed how long the Duke had been lying in the hospital bed.
Perhaps because the Duke's illness had lasted for so long, the atmosphere was not as sad as expected.
The number of people in the room was also small.
There was only one assistant, Jill, an acquaintance of Countess Milena, and one doctor.
'Hagiya.
'My wife died young, I don't know my godmother and my only son is my only son.'
The owner of this vast land has closed his eyes and the only family member left to mourn him is Lancelot.
I couldn't help but feel sad.
"Are you here, Lancelot?"
Lancelot stood by the bed and picked up the white cloth that covered the duke's face.
What was so unsatisfactory?
The Duke's eyes were slightly furrowed and closed.
Duke Ludwig Edenbahir has passed away.
Lancelot confirmed this fact with his own eyes and lowered the cloth again.
It was a face so serene that it was difficult to tell what was inside.
On the other hand, Jill, who had a depressed expression on her face, silently opened her lips.
"As the Duke said while he was still alive, the will will be made public after the unveiling ceremony."
"What did you leave separately?"
"You didn't leave any words for me."
Lancelot turned his head to the left.
Bolches, the doctor who monopolized his attention, responded in a heavy voice.
"I wasn't there either.
Because my heart stopped so suddenly...
."
"You prepared a will to leave for Anita Wöröni, but did you not prepare a final greeting for me, your son?"
Bolches' face became rigid to the point of pity.
Countess Milena, who saw him for the first time, recognized him immediately.
'See this.'
I do not believe that Anita of Wörøni's name was mentioned during the discussion of the Duke of Edenbahir's will.
Countess Milena opened her ears wide, pretending not to.
"What do you think, Mr.
Bolches?"
Bolches took a deep breath and responded.
"I am...
Just as the Duke requested in advance...
."
"Anita, who visited the amusement park's green warehouse, suddenly left for Buedort's villa this morning."
Hollywood's Green Files for Eden.
It may seem commonplace to outsiders, but it wasn't to Countess Milena's ears.
'It must be a warehouse secretly used by drug or organ traffickers.'
Did Wöröni's only daughter, who may not have been an aristocrat but grew up like a flower in a greenhouse, visit the archive?
"There's a connection that immediately comes to mind."
An incident that turned the nobles of the Montebbio Kingdom upside down.
Vincent Wöröni's whereabouts are unknown.
«As the author's life and death became obscure, the investment management rights of Callas High Trust were transferred to his only daughter.
It looks like they are attacking that girl from all directions.'
That's all.
The Kalasgo Trust's investment management rights were too powerful to be held by an ordinary person.
Of course, it would not have been heavy from the beginning of the company's creation.
Kalasgo Trust started as a small real estate company.
When the Duke of Edenbahir took control of the company and dozens of nobles began flocking to it for the purpose of tax evasion, Kalasgo Trust established itself as the kingdom's largest trust company within 10 years.
Countess Milena was also one of the nobles associated with the Kalasgo Trust, so she was following the incident closely.
"Mr.
"...
...
."
"Let me ask you something.
Have you met the grande dame?
Bolches blinked for a moment, then jumped and denied it.
"no!
What is that...
"I couldn't even see his face!"
He knelt on the floor and looked at Lancelot on the other side of the bed with resentful eyes.
"I really am.
Please believe me!
"If I were a great lady, His Excellency the Duke would not have appointed me his doctor!"
Countess Milena's eyes became thinner.
Before she knew it, she had been deeply assimilated into the position of interrogating Bolchess.
'Hmm.
'It doesn't seem like a lie.'
Jill asked, looking at Bolchess with a mixture of slight suspicion.
"Then who the hell gave you such an order..." ."
That moment.
Lancelot's cold voice sounded.
"Why are you here?"
Everyone's eyes turned to him.
He wanted to scold Bolchess, but his eyes were fixed on something other than the doctor.
It was addressed to the two servants who stood silently beside the door.
"I would have told you to follow Anita Wöröny.
"Weren't you on the train to Buerdort with her?"
Countess Milena secretly rolled her eyes and looked at Lancelot's profile.
'I know how to be angry.'
Soon the servant on the left of the two servants responded politely.
"This morning I was informed that another servant would take on the task that Lancelot asked me to do.
The servant assists Lady Anita...
."
"quality.
"Get a ticket to Buerdort right now."
this one.
It seemed like there was another death in this family besides Duke Edenbahir's passing.
'Did an unidentified person date Anita Wöröni?'
As she, who was only a third person, studied Lancelot with interested eyes, Jill responded calmly.
"Lancelo.
The first train to Buerdort leaves at 3pm.
To start now, a steam car...
."
"Unless you want to see me return from Buerhardt with Anita Wörøny's body, find a train that leaves in half an hour."
Countess Milena was inwardly surprised by the driving force that was hard to believe coming from a young person.
I knew they were a family with a lot of money, but I can't believe they suffered so much loss without thinking about it.
'what.
Because the opponent is Anita Böhöhni.
'If you think you are investing for the future.'
Jill immediately found an alternative.
"I'm going to rent everything.
Where should we take Mr.
Bolches?"
Cold green eyes like snowflakes turned to the chess ball.
“We took them by train.
"It seems like there are a lot of stories that need to be heard."
"Hey, Lancelot.
No, Your Excellency the Duke!
I just...
!"
"Ah, the human resources center was run as you said.
"I don't think you need to check separately."
Immediately afterwards, Bolches, who complained of injustice, was discreetly taken away.
Lancelot politely apologized to Countess Milena.
"I apologize for making noise."
well.
At this point, Countess Milena can no longer think that he dragged her along without thinking.
"This is what the death of the head of the family is like.
I understand.
In the future you...
No, it is a weight that Your Excellency must bear."
What the hell is this plan?
“I don’t want to waste your precious time making another appointment.
"If it's okay, I'd like to tell you why I asked to meet separately here."
The reason is clear.
'If it's not business related to the operation of the Kalas High School Trust, what else can it be?'
It was a story that spread, consciously or unconsciously, in social circles, that Lancelot, his successor, was personally visiting nobles to negotiate on behalf of the bedridden duke.
'Now it's finally my turn.'
Countess Milena nodded, eager to know what the new Duke of Edenbahir would do to calm her.
"Please speak, Your Excellency."
However, Lancelot's response was very strange.
"Please help my wife."