Otome Game Mob Villain

Chapter 370

The reception hosted by the Bardia family in the Imperial Capital was a great success.

From the next day on, the Imperial Capital was flooded with business offers from merchants who had heard rumors of "charcoal cars," "pocket watches," and "new dishes," as well as from newly emerged aristocrats whose main business was in commerce.

However, the Bardia family only conducts research and development, and the contact points are the Christie and Saffron Trading Companies.

To put it simply, the Bardia family is the "automobile manufacturer" of the previous generation, and the Christy and Safron Trading Companies are the "authorized agents of a certain automobile manufacturer.

Therefore, after examining the flood of applications, we responded with letters of introduction to each trading company only to those we considered suitable.

As for the applications from the nobles, my father wrote a letter stating that direct transactions with the House of Bardia were not allowed.

{The Bardia family's original duties were to guard and defend the borders of the empire. Development of products and research is to focus more on that business, and so is the money obtained through business. However, the Bardia family is extremely busy with its original duties and is unable to conduct the necessary sales operations in the business. Therefore, they have entrusted their sales operations to the Christie and Safron Trading Companies. Therefore, as each of these trading companies is acting on behalf of our family, we would like to ask them to handle business negotiations and negotiations in an appropriate manner.}

That's how it went down.

Basically, they were satisfied with this, but there were some nobles who still came to the door.

Father glared at them and said, "You mean to tell me that you are disobeying the great order of national defense given to our family by the emperor and that we should focus on business ......?" The nobles, as expected, were also kicked to the curb.

The nobles, as expected, couldn't say anything when he said "Your Majesty the Emperor," and they were all gone.

Chris, the representative of the Christie Trading Company, has received more inquiries than ever from nobles and various merchants, and it seems that he is quite busy.

In addition, there were also inquiries from young ladies who were fascinated by the fluffy ears and tails of the beastmen children at the reception and wanted to meet them again.

In particular, I received several letters asking to have tea time with Kahlua and Aled of the Bear tribe, Rumple of the Rabbit tribe, and Dan of the Raccoon tribe, but I politely declined the offer.

They are members of the Second Order, after all.

And then, a few days after the reception, I also had an unexpected event.

I had to stay in my room at the mansion in the capital because of an unexpected event that happened to me.

The event was that I received a large number of letters from the ladies of the aristocrats whom I had declined to be "related" to at the reception.

At first, when Carlo, the butler, showed me the pile of letters, I rolled my eyes.

"Are all of these ...... really addressed to me?'

"Yes, it seems so. The ones I can't keep on my desk are in a box over there."

Carlo pointed to a box full of letters, and I was stunned to see a box full of letters, "Yes,......."

But why did I receive so many letters from a nobleman whom I had supposedly declined a relationship with,......, I initially twisted my head, but the reason soon became clear.

It was when I looked over the contents of some of the letters to see if I could find anything that would help me.

I read through some of the letters and found that they all said that they wanted to start out as 'friends'...... with me.

I couldn't help but think about it.

In other words, the nobles have decided that direct negotiations with my father and me would be futile, so they are using their own daughters to "play hard to get".

Moreover, judging from the handwriting of the letter, it seems that they probably had the daughters themselves write it.

"Well, ...., they are not being taken seriously. I don't know what they are doing, using their own daughters as an excuse because they are not taken seriously. ......"

That's how much the Bardia family's future prospects are being looked forward to at this get-together.

"I appreciate that, but I don't ...... know what to do with this reply. I don't know what to do with this ...... reply.

Carlo said happily, but I shook my head in disappointment.

Afterwards, I consulted with my father and Diana about how to handle the situation, and we came to a consensus to softly decline the offer.

The problem, however, was the wording of the reply.

Even though the parents of the other side had instructed their child to write the letter, it was a letter written by a young daughter of a noble family who had worked hard to write it.

If the refusal is too obvious, it could hurt the recipient.

On the other hand, if he left it vague, future responses would be difficult.

As Father, Carlo, Diana, and Capella sat in his office at the mansion, Diana whispered to him.

"How about writing a letter about how Master Rid and Farah are so in love with each other that it will weaken the other side's will to fight?"

"Is it ......?"

The suggestion was so out of the blue that everyone present, including myself, was taken aback.

However, she continued to speak with a serious and serious face.

"People who interfere with the love affairs of others are always hated, both in the old and the new times. Therefore, if there is no room between Master Rid and Fara, they will lose their will to fight and give up. There may be a few who still persist, but I think it will help calm them down."

I mean, do you want me to reply to ...... with a refusal letter about me and Farrah's love affair?"

When I asked her back, stunned, she said, "Yes. I was awestruck, saying, "Yes, that's right."

Then, Father suddenly turned his head and seemed to tremble slightly, and then he looked up with his hand on his forehead and began to laugh out loud.

Everyone was aghast, but after laughing for a moment, he slapped his knee with his hand and said, "Pan! He slapped his own knee with his hand.

It's good, isn't it? It's a way of saying no that won't hurt anyone's feelings. In fact, you and Fara are very much in love with each other. All right, I'll go with Diana's idea. Carlo, Capella, help Rid with the reply.

"Yes, master."

"'Yes, Father⁉".

When I was puzzled by the fact that everything had been decided so quickly, my father narrowed his eyes happily.

"Rid. This is also necessary for the Bardia family to be able to get along with other families without hindrance. In a few years, it will be a good thing to remember and we will be able to laugh about it."

"Eeeeee⁉ Such an impolite ......"

Thus, it was decided that I would write about my love affair with Farrah in the replies to the letters I received from each of the ladies.

Of course, I also wrote about the political relationship with the Kingdom of Renalute and other necessary matters, but most of the replies were about my love for Fara.

The main content was something like, 'I love Farah so much that I can't afford to think about other girls.

While I was writing it, I was so embarrassed that I writhed in agony on my bed and chair in my room many times.

Moreover, the contents would be checked by Carlo and Diana to make sure there were no problems.

I will never forget how they looked at the contents and relaxed their faces, saying, "Hmmm... ......."

And that brings me to my current canned state in my room.

However, what I am writing now is the last reply.

In fact, Carlo and Capella copied my handwriting and wrote some of it on my behalf after I had finished writing some of the details of my love affair.

I also made some changes to the content of my reply, so unless I was told, you would not be able to tell that it was written on my behalf.

However, when the two of them finished writing, I myself had to check to make sure that the contents did not overlap, and needless to say, my face lit up every time I saw the ...... love-filled contents.

Eventually, I finished writing the last one and involuntarily muttered, "Ha ...... done!"

Then Carlo, Capella, and Deanna, who had been helping me with the work, bade me "Thank you for your hard work, Master Rid.

'No, no, thank you all for helping out as well. If it weren't for Capella and Carlo's copying and substitute writing, I would have been doomed to write letters back in Bardia territory."

"It was a great honor, sir. I am happy to be of service."

While the two replied with narrowed eyes, Deanna murmured, "There is one thing that concerns me, if you don't mind?" Deanna murmured.

"Yes? What's wrong?"

"No, it's about this reply process. Are you sure you don't want me to tell Fara-sama about it?"

"Oh, ......, you mean that? No, that ......, you know. I'm still embarrassed. I'm not going to write a love letter to make the other party lose their will to fight, even if it's to refuse. ......"

The fact is, I haven't told Fara about this case.

The reason why I spent so much time shut up in my room is because of the paperwork that occurred at the reception.

Of course, she offered to help, but I misled her by asking her to do something else.

At that moment, there is a sudden knock at the door.

"Master Rid, may I come in? Reiner-sama wants to see you about 'the matter'."

I froze, because the owner of the voice was Farah.

Because the owner of the voice was Fara.

"Oh, okay, I'll be right there. "

"......? Yes, understood."

After hurriedly and easily cleaning up the reply work, I left the room, leaving Carlo to take care of the rest.

In front of the door, Farrah and Asuna were waiting for him with a curious look on their faces.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It was just a little messy with all the work."

"Is that so?"

"I'm sorry. Come on, let's get you to Father.

"Yes, sure."

Fara tilts her head at me, and I hurry to my feet in front of the others, ready to leave.

But just then, "Oh ...... Master Rid, something fell out of your jacket," Fara's voice echoed from behind.

At that moment, the scene I was working on flashed into my mind and I huffed.

(Yes, there must have been one letter that I had lost because it was covered with Capella's love affair ....... I think I ...... put it in my jacket pocket in a messy way. ......!)

I turned around in a hurry, but it was already too late.

Fara picks up the letter that fell out of my jacket and blinks her eyes as she stares at the text.

Soon after, her eyes turn red to her ears, and her ears start flapping up and down.

Then she turns to look at us and her eyes widen.

What is this⁉ This is a letter, isn't it⁉ Why are you sending such a ...... happy and embarrassing letter to an outsider?!"

"No, no. There is a good reason for that. ......"

I flinched at Farrah's flapping her ears and flinched when she came at me with a red face and a floppy nose.

But then she came right up to the tip of my nose and started talking.

What is the 'reason' for this?⁉ Explain it to me now! In the first place, doesn't Master Rid have any sense of shame to reveal such contents to an outsider?!"

After that, it took some time to calm Fara, who was confused to the extent that she was not ready for this.