Published: September 9, 2025
This is Satou. Troubles and problems always come flooding in when you think they’re finally over.
I believe saying “We’ve fixed all the bugs” near the end of development is a classic flag.
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“By the way, Sir Pendragon, have you decided who your first wife will be?”
During the break at the kingdom council meeting, Tolma brought up that topic.
Because of his inappropriate remark, nobles who wanted to push young girls onto me shot murderous looks from a distant table, and even the gluttonous nobles in the Duke’s Capital were making awkward faces.
By the way, the reason the honorary baronet was present was to deliver a message to Viscount Seemen.
“I have no intention of marrying anytime soon.”
I honestly told them.
I want to marry Ms. Aze badly, but elves are generally patient. I feel like I’d have to propose for about ten years before she takes me seriously.
“That can’t be helped, right? You’re not a one-generation honorary noble but a hereditary noble. According to national law, if you don’t have a child within a year, you must marry a next wife. My brother ended up marrying a fourth wife because of that.”
—Seriously?!
What kind of terrible law is that?
In a world where people die easily, it might be necessary to secure an heir, but I want to be allowed to marry by free will at least.
Tolma continued, saying that for high-ranking nobles, it’s normal to have at least three wives, and on average, they keep five concubines besides their wives.
Among the high-ranking nobles, only a few—including Count Muno—have just one wife.
A real harem...
They must have incredible stamina—oh, that explains why Echigoya’s stamina boosters sell like crazy.
Even though I set the prices ridiculously high so other alchemists wouldn’t get troubled, the stock I replenished after arriving in the Royal Capital is already sold out.
“If you don’t have any reckless desires to marry into the royal family, then why not take Karina as your bride? I think Sir Pendragon likes younger women, but the first wife should be older.”
“Wait, Viscount Seemen. You mustn’t force him.”
Marquess Lloyd stopped Tolma, who was starting to push Karina.
That’s the wisdom of age. Not just some gluttonous noble...
“By the way, Sir Pendragon, our Lloyd family’s daughter is famous for her fertility.”
—Scratch that.
Why are you sounding just like Tolma?
“Uncle Tolma, you shouldn’t trouble Mr. Satou so much.”
Sera, who came to the castle with Duke Oyugok, came to the rescue with a graceful smile.
She had been chatting with other female officials a moment ago—such a good friend to have.
Sera sat right beside me.
…Isn’t that a bit close?
“Hey, Mr. Satou.”
Since she was helping me out, I decided to go with the flow.
“Well, I didn’t expect to be made a hereditary noble, so I’m not thinking about marriage yet.”
Prompted by Sera, I told everyone this.
That seemed to settle Tolma and the others’ matchmaking attempts.
Perhaps pleased with the successful mediation, Sera smiled brightly while sipping her tea.
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Now that I think calmly, what’s really important is an heir.
It doesn’t necessarily have to be my biological child. I can simply adopt a suitable heir to inherit the Pendragon family.
Feeling a bit relieved, I started paying attention to the kingdom council’s agenda that I had been half-listening to.
The council was debating whether to forcibly seize building materials from merchants who were hoarding them or to import them from surrounding territories, to secure materials necessary for rebuilding the Royal Capital.
—Oh, speaking of which, the manager reminded me about the materials too.
At the start of lunch break, I contacted Echigoya Trading Company by “telephone” and instructed them to select several executives for the building materials procurement mission.
While this was going on, the morning session of the kingdom council ended, and lunch break began.
Nobles from the Duke’s Capital invited me to lunch, but I declined because I was already invited to a luncheon hosted by the Prime Minister.