Tensei Kizoku wa Taishi wo Idaku! - Chapter 23:Five-year-old, Tilly Hill's iron ore, Wellrod
Chapter 23:Five-year-old, Tilly Hill’s iron ore, Wellrod
(I see, so that was it?)
Isaac, who returned to the Wellrod territory, was lost in thought on his way to Morgan’s office and was trying to convince himself.
Isaac once wondered, ‘Isn’t Great-grandfather Jude also a reincarnated person?’
‘All the terrifically talented successors of the Wellrod family were reincarnators, and they were excellent because they had knowledge of their previous life.’
However, that was not the case.
And there was a reason Isaac was so sure of it.
――There was too little ambition.
The god of plots that everyone feared.
Yet, he did not sow any seeds for a civil war within the kingdom with the plan to take over.
He lived as a nobleman of the kingdom and did not betray it until the end.
Even if you didn’t have the talents like Isaac, there were people who’d still aim for a rebellion.
If you were a clever person like Jude, then you’d definitely want to take over the country.
‘――Even if you have talent, do not aim for the throne’.
In other words, great-grandfather Jude was a person with a common sense that did not go beyond that of a kingdom aristocrat.
Jude might’ve never imagined betrayal.
But a reincarnated person free of the normal aristocrat’s common sense would pass up any opportunity of seizing power for themselves.
Jude was just a ‘human being from this world’ who had only learned and worked hard because he was the successor of his generation.
(Well, that’s better.)
He had no advantages like, ‘knowledge from his past life’.
Despite that, he became a monster who left his name not only in the family records but the modern history of the kingdom as well.
All of that just by learning things from this world.
If Isaac were to meet him face to face, he’d be crying and leaking on the site.
Isaac felt relieved that he was dead.
At the same time, he felt really sorry.
(The Reed kingdom that my ancestors died protecting…. I will take it for myself. Forgive me. Otherwise everything will be ruined, so it’s okay right?)
Pamela gets killed by a stupid prince.
Maybe the Marquis of Windsor would also be demolished.
Then, it was better to just use these confusing times to help Pamela and take over the throne.
Isaac pleaded his ancestors for forgiveness in his mind as he aimed for destroying the Royal Family that they had died protecting.
While thinking about that, he arrived in front of his grandfather’s office.
There were no people waiting for a visit.
Other aristocrats who prioritized processing documents were also absent.
First of all, if you had a job, then you needed to get the job done. If you’re interrupted in the middle then your mood would be counter-productive.
Isaac was also aiming for a time when there were no people, so it was just right.
As expected, it was uncomfortable to interrupt while waiting for a visit.
However, he didn’t want to stand in the line amidst others who were waiting for a visit.
He wondered if he should’ve talked after work, but he expected Lucia and Margaret to oppose what he was about to do.
He first thought of first getting permission from the head, Morgan, and then the deputy lord, Randolph, so that Randolph would have no reason to decline.
Isaac knocked on the door.
A reply was heard from inside and the door was opened.
“What? Isaac-sama, what’s wrong?”
“Francis, thank you for opening the door.”
Isaac gave a bouquet to the secretary called Francis, who opened the door.
It is important to do these things continuously.
“He got one, then why not me?” Isaac didn’t want the secretaries to be dissatisfied.
“Thank you for coming all the way here. Did you come for just this?”
Isaac shook his head.
“I wanted to give you this, but I have something important to discuss with grandfather and my father.”
“Is that so?”
Francis looked back into the room.
Randolph was now the acting lord.
Previously, when Isaac visited, two desks were lined up.
The difference from the last time was that Randolph now occupied the Lord’s chair while Morgan observed from the sidelines.
By sitting in the lord’s chair, he could feel the weight of the Lord’s position even though he was still a deputy.
However, now after meeting Francis’ eyes, their pens stopped.
“I don’t mind. Enter.”
Morgan urged Isaac to enter the room.
Isaac came all the way to this room.
If he went back after hearing,”I’m busy”, then he’d later become curious and won’t be able to focus on his work.
He also thought that this might be a useful experience for Randolph.
When Morgan thought so, the option to send Isaac back was gone.
Isaac entered the room and stood in front of Randolph.
“I am sorry for bothering you during work, but I want to discuss something. Will You listen?”
Isaac looked at Randolph and Morgan, and finally moved his eyes to the door leading to the next room.
The common room next to the office.
The walls and door of that room were thick so that the conversation taking place inside wouldn’t leak outside.
Isaac wanted to speak in the common room, he indicated that with his eyes.
This was not for Isaac.
It was for Randolph.
Randolph’s face would get crushed if his five-year-old child said, “I want to do this to support my father”, in front of the clerk.
Being ashamed in public wasn’t a good thing.
His pride would get hurt.
Isaac had first-hand experience from his previous life.
His relationship was particularly bad with the manager of the Izakaya he worked for.
If you made a mistake, they would yell at you, even if it was in public.
And the employees who got scolded in public were also disrespected by the part-timer students.
He didn’t want his father to feel that way, so he wanted to talk in the absence of the clerk.
“If it’s not trivial then talk here.”
However, Randolph didn’t understand the situation.
If it were to be something trivial then Isaac wouldn’t need to come to the office, a public place, to talk about it.
But Randolph probably thought that it was something trivial, so he didn’t want to bother going to the next room.
“It’s not that …”
Isaac was in trouble because his consideration was wasted.
The offer to talk in the next room was denied.
If Isaac still insisted on using the common room then, the clerk might think, ‘There is something wrong’.
Such speculation would later give rise to troublesome rumours.
So Isaac prepared himself to talk in the office thinking, ‘this might hurt father a bit’.
“Please let me buy and sell 100 kg of iron ore from Tilly Hill every month. And I want permission to move outside the mansion.”
Randolph was surprised.
No, everyone in the room was surprised.
Morgan had no words.
“I’m wondering why that idea crossed your mind… Tilly Hill’s iron ore isn’t very good, you know?”
“Yes, I know.”
–Wellrod territory, the eastern mining city, Tilly Hill.
The city has small hills and was about four days away from the main centre by horse carriage.
It was too small to be called a city, but too big to be a village.
Although it had a mine, there was a particular reason for its current condition.
More than 90% of the ore in the Kingdom of Reed was mined from the territory under the Marquis of Warwick.
This is because their reserves and iron content were excellent.
The iron ore collected from Tilly Hill had a slightly low iron content, and the returns were not good enough when compared to the labour needed for mining.
It was cheaper to purchase iron made items made in the Marquis of Warwick territory than to forcibly mine iron from Tilly hill after considering the labour costs along with all the other expenses.
But the mine was still maintained just in case of an emergency.
Only as an insurance for when a disaster happened or purchasing items from the Marquis of Warwick became impossible.
Thus they decided,
— Hire someone who can dig a tunnel and maintain the mining technology.
Tilly Hill’s iron ore had no more value.
Why was Isaac interested in that?
No one knew.
“My father told me not to talk like I know anything when I’m a child who has never made money on his own, so I decided to make a track record for myself first.”
Randolph frowned at Isaac’s words.
He didn’t think that a young child could make money for himself.
It seemed like an impulsive decision at first, making him all the more uncomfortable.
“Then… Isn’t it okay if you do that after growing up a bit?”
It was good to think about something like that after becoming at least ten.
It is not something that a child who could still be pampered by his mother would say.
However, Isaac had a reason why he couldn’t wait.
“No, I can’t wait. Dennis tried to deceive father! He has already made a profit of 100,000 million leads by taking advantage of father’s personality, right? He will continue to deceive you in the future”, Isaac clenched his fists and said.
On the other hand, Randolph was a little confused.
“But he tried to compensate and even apologized. It must’ve been a mistake or else he wouldn’t apologize. People make mistakes. It’s not good to keep blaming them forever.”
Randolph admonished Isaac with the correct theory.
Looking at the situation, the theory wasn’t wrong.
“No. Dennis was clearly malicious. He knew father wouldn’t take the refund, that’s why he offered it.”
Isaac recalled the fraudster that scammed Al Capone once.
(TL/N: Most probably Victor Lustig, the conman who scammed Al Capone, for $5000 dollars and his trust.)
――He borrowed money to make an investment, and then he reported that the investment failed, but he was somehow able to get the principal amount back and offered to pay it.
(TL/N: Victor Lustig, a con man who scammed Al Capone for $5,000. He got Capone to give him $50,000 to invest in a scam. After 2 months, he returned it. He told Capone that the scam had fallen through, and he had no money left to support himself. Capone, stung by his honesty, gave him $5,000. Sorry for the big note.)
[PR note: the more you know.]
By doing so, he was liked and rewarded, with others saying, “He couldn’t make a profit, but he is an honest guy who came to return the money properly”.
In reality, he borrowed money and didn’t invest, he just returned the money back to him without doing anything.
Same thing with Dennis.
He sold bundles of low quality gems to Randolph and made a profit of 100,000 million leads.
And then he offered to return the money a month later.
With this alone, Randolph believed that Dennis was a man who could be trusted.
Unlike with Al Capone, Randolph was likely to be deceived many more times.
Such a thing couldn’t be overlooked.
Some people in the world might say that it was better to be deceived.
However, Isaac didn’t share the same sentiment.
A society where people like Randolph wouldn’t get deceived was better than one where everyone is on guard.
As a first step, Isaac was determined to ‘help his father’
“I love my dad, I really hate to watch him getting deceived by Dennis. Give me the opportunity to make a few achievements so that he believes my words and becomes wary of Dennis.”
Isaac bowed deeply.
To convey his serious thoughts.
And as a small apology.
He was aiming for two birds with one stone, not only to help Randolph, but also to “take this opportunity to raise funds for activities”.
So it was a little painful for him.
Randolph was so surprised that no more words came out of his mouth.
He never thought that his little child was so worried for him.
Instead, Morgan spoke up from his side.
“Issac, how are you going to make a profit with iron ore? Iron ore comes before iron. Even if you have 100 kg of such a thing, it would only be 100,000 leads. It’s about the same as your pocket money.”
Such a small amount was not enough..
For it to be something worthy of being called an achievement, he’d need to earn way more than that.
Isaac swiftly made his way around the desk.
He then beckoned Randolph and Morgan to lean in and listen to him.
“–I’m thinking about that.”
“Where did you learn about this thing!”
The clerk who pretended to be working suddenly paid attention to those two who squealed in surprise.
He couldn’t help but wonder what Isaac had said.
“I remember seeing my grandfather doing that in the Royal Capital. This is legal, isn’t it?”, Isaac said with a smile.
“It’s certainly not a bad thing, but it’s not something kids think about…”
Morgan held his head with both of his hands.
He regretted that he had unknowingly made his cute grandson learn something that he didn’t need to learn yet.
Randolph’s child’s growth was cute, but instead of just growing up in a hurry, his personality was getting warped.
Randolph was rubbing his eyes with his fingers as if he was growing dizzy.
“And this will also act as a moxibustion on the Braak company and Dennis. Could you please allow me?”
[PR note: Moxibustion is a type of traditional Chinese medicine. It involves burning moxa, a cone or stick made of ground mugwort leaves, on or near your body’s meridians and acupuncture points. Practitioners believe that the resulting heat helps stimulate these points and improves the flow of qi (energy) in your body -healthline.com.]
He had a desire to let Isaac do it.
However, he also had a strong feeling that he shouldn’t let him do it.
This was because Isaac was still young.
He was worried about him travelling for 4 days back and forth.
“Can’t it be done here?”
So he proposed a safeguard.
It was normal to think that trading locally wasn’t something that important.
But the problem was that Isaac wasn’t ‘normal’.
“It’s no good. It’ll hold value if it’s done locally.”
Although he said so, it didn’t seem like Morgan would change his decision.
(I didn’t want to use this hand so much, but I can’t help it…)
Although he had some conflicted feeling about using this, he just swallowed his spit and opened his mouth.
“Grandfather, when we were in the royal capital, you said that if I wished for something to be fulfilled, you’d grant it as long as it was something possible. Isn’t this something possible?”
“Well, that’s right …”
Morgan’s eyes made an expression akin to asking, “Did you remember?”
The day he met Pamela. That day, while returning he wanted Isaac to forget about Pamela.
He said he would “grant anything you want, just, not Pamela”.
It is hard to say that it was useless, but the last part made everything quite difficult for Isaac.
“Okay then. Instead, you’ll take enough escorts and other personnel to take care of you and your surroundings. And when you’re feeling sick, just stop and take a rest.”
Morgan gave in.
“Is it okay, father?”
“I don’t care. However, this kind of thing is unreasonable.”
Randolph wanted to decline.
However, since the current head of the family, Morgan, had given permission, he had no good reason to revoke it.
His request wouldn’t be accepted as, “because as a father, I am anxious”.
“… Isaac. I’ll just ask you this.”
Morgan changed from an anguished look to his serious look.
He stared right into Isaac’s eyes.
As if he was trying to see into the depths of his heart.
“Are you the reincarnation of my father Jude or any other ancestor?”
From Isaac’s point of view, it was a ridiculous question.
However, in this world, people believed in such spiritual things.
(TL/N: “Ridiculous”, says the guy who got reincarnated into a game.)
[PR note: (ヘ･_･)ヘ┳━┳ boi.]
“No, no. Grandfather, I am me.”
Isaac was a reincarnator, he indeed had memories from his past life.
However, he was neither Jude nor any other ancestor from the Wellrod bloodline.
So Isaac’s words were completely true.
Morgan sighed deeply and stroked Isaac’s head, perhaps he also felt the same way.
“Yes. I’m sorry. I’ll have a letter of introduction and a sales permit ready as soon as possible.”
Then he left the room, leaving Randolph and his aide saying, “Good luck with your work”.
Morgan comforted Randolph.
“Randolph, I know it’s painful. I was suppressed down by my father, but you’re in a position where you’re being pushed up from below.”
Morgan had an excellent father and was always being compared to him.
Randolph, on the other hand, has an excellent son and will be later compared to his son.
It was clear who’s situation was more painful.
“… I can’t lose yet.”
Randolph replied, he was already in a position where Isaac was above him, like the case with the Braak company.
He was still a five-year-old son.
But he wasn’t impatient.
Randolph was a lord, but he still wasn’t defeated.
Randolph had clearly lost when it came to cleverness, but their experiences were different.
If you lived for a long time then you’d accumulate a lot of practical knowledge and experience.
Those accumulated knowledge and experience were important as a lord.
Being good at administration and having talent alone wouldn’t push you forward.
(TL/N: I wouldn’t be so sure about that.)
He must not only propose policies, but also act as a coordinator.
Without such experience, Isaac couldn’t rule smoothly.
(… Let’s make a difference now)
Randolph was not a child.
He knew how big of a difference natural talent could make, he knew how cruel it was.
He knew that he would be overtaken in the not so distant future.
In the meantime, he intended to learn from Morgan what he needed as a lord and expand his lead as much as possible.
To keep his dignity as a father.
To keep Isaac from overtaking him, even if only for another day.