Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy - Chapter 1001



1001 – Mother is the Duke of the Grand Duke, Father is the Duke’s Deputy – 1

Duke of Servet’s deputy, Saint Charles Servet Crassius of Tailglehen.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the astonishing situation where my full name ended up being longer than that of the Emperor. How could the name of a nobleman be longer than that of a monarch?

If you remove the last name, it will be the same length as the Emperor’s full name, but it is strange to remove the last name when there is a middle name. Even the Emperor would probably use the last name if he had to write my full name.

‘A nobleman longer than the emperor.’

Anyway, I washed my face dry because of the non-stop laughter.

In fact, the length of the full name is not important. It has been a week since Tricky retired and I ascended to the throne as the Duke. In that week, a terrible rumor has been circulating through Imperial society.

“His Majesty the Emperor has granted a new name to the Duke of Servette!”

There is a rumor that I have nicknames like Jeonseung, Geumgwang, Hyeonsim, and Yeomyeong.

Of course, I had guessed that this would happen. I thought that if the Emperor were not going to treat me as his own little duke, the duke’s name would somehow spread through social circles.

However, I did not know that it would spread this quickly. Since I was not an official official, the Emperor did not officially grant me the title. He simply whispered in my ear, “From today on, your name is silence,” and then suddenly left.

But what is this? How is it that in less than a week—no, not even a full week—the rumor that my name is the Silent Duke has become a hot topic in Imperial society.

“When His Majesty the Emperor gave instructions to the Minister of the Household, he referred to the Duke of Servette as the Duke of Silence.”

“It is said that in the ceremonial order of precedence within the Imperial Household, His Excellency the Duke’s Acting Lord is recorded as the Silent Duke!”

“Can a proxy, not just a duke, also have a nickname?”

“That must mean that His Majesty trusts you, Duke! And you are the husband of the previous Duke and the biological father of the next Duke. Shouldn’t you be qualified?”

A certain original yellow from the Office of the Inspector General. Or a socialite’s reaction kindly sent by the muscle monster from the Office of the Treasury.

Surprisingly, no one in the social circle objected to my nickname, even if they were surprised. They nodded their heads, saying that I deserved to be given the nickname, and that I, as a deputy, deserved to stand alongside the dukes.

It’s a complicated matter. If there had been opposition among the nobles, the name Silent Duke would have literally remained silent.

“But Silent Duke. Unlike the other names, it’s not very intuitive. Honestly, I thought that if His Excellency the Duke were to receive a different name, it would be Sword End or Slashing Heaven.”

“I believe that nothing is more appropriate than silence. Since His Excellency the Duke took the path of a bureaucrat, countless traitors and foreign enemies have remained silent before him. Even so, he did not flaunt his power and honor, but simply acted silently as His Majesty’s sword. He silently advances and punishes the enemies of the empire. Isn’t he truly worthy of being called the Silent Duke?”

“Huh, indeed! Now that I think about it, there’s no more appropriate name!”

Even this was something that Katoban’s vassals were muttering about.

What? Is this the name you received for silently slaughtering the enemies of the empire? Since you physically silenced any enemy, is the Silencer appropriate?

‘Just shut up and do your job.’

I’ve thought about it several times this week, but that’s right. The silence of the Silent Duke is a declaration to work silently until death, and to do whatever the imperial edict says.

At this point, you should be thankful that you are not a black cow. He respected the authority of the Duke’s deputy and added a plausible word like silence. If he had just left, he would have been a black cow, a slave, or a dobi-gong.

‘I’m the one who’s been to another world.’

Eventually, I cried in my heart. I was the one who encountered the culture of a world other than this one. Why is it that even the Sun-jeon Yellowy is acting as if he has been to another world?

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“dismissal!”

While I was fiddling with my quill so bitterly, Count Sicilla opened the door to the office and came in.

‘what.’

For a moment, I felt like my blood was drying up.

Count Sicilla is not the kind of person who would break basic manners no matter how busy he is. He is even less likely to look down on me as I am the Duke’s deputy and not a blood relative of the Catobans.

However, he skipped knocking and barged in unilaterally. It was an incident so enormous that it shook the Count of Sicilia.

“What’s going on? I would have told you to handle most things on your own.”

“That, that…!”

When I asked, suppressing my confusion, Count Sicilla took a deep breath,

“The princesses are crying!”

Before reason could make a decision, my legs were running out of the office and toward the kids.

If our beloved children are crying, it is a cause for concern. It is a catastrophe that must be dealt with above all else.

“Go, Your Majesty! Let’s go together─”

Despite the Count of Sicilla’s desperate cries, he ran quickly. He ran and ran until the Count’s cries began to fade away.

Maria! Cecilia! Cattleya! Wait a minute, Daddy’s coming!

The triplets had been staying at the Duke of Servette’s castle for three days.

According to the promise made with the vassals of Katoban, the triplets who had turned five had to stay in Servet for a certain period of time, and I also had to stay in Servet for the matter of the transfer of the ducal title. If we were both going to stay anyway, wouldn’t it be better to stay at the same time?

My triplets are happy to be with their dad, and I’m happy to be with my triplets. What a wonderful thing.

“Oppaaa! Pridriiiii! Alina! Perenz! Meriiii! Bogosippaaa!”

“Julia, where are you going! Florance and Leondu! I’m going to ship you!”

“Mom… I want to see you…”

‘ah.’

But as soon as I saw the triplets huddled together and crying, I felt like my heart was breaking.

The triplets are crying, calling out their brother and sister’s names, and shedding tears saying they want to see their mothers. It’s a sight that breaks your heart and brings tears to your eyes.

‘Having just a dad isn’t enough.’

Soon, I approached the triplets with a bitter heart.

I also worried that it might be a bit dangerous for the triplets to be separated from their other families. However, since the children in the institution are doing well with their mother by their side, I also expected that the triplets would be able to overcome it if their father was by their side.

Unfortunately, it was a mistake. My father’s presence was comforting, but it wasn’t perfect.

“Our ladies. Why are you crying like this?”

“Oh my god!”

Maria began to cry even harder as she gently held the triplets in her arms.

Don’t cry like that. If you cry, I think Dad will cry too.

“Go home! Take care of this too! Go see the family garden!”

“Me too! Me too!”

“Me toouuu…”

The corners of his mouth began to lower at the entreaties of Cecilia and Cattleya that followed.

What should I do? I would like to send my children to the system, but it is a process that triplets must go through to stay in Servet.

After about 20 to 30 years, Maria will become the Duke of Servet. Cecilia and Cattleya will become Maria’s faithful aides as her blood relatives. They will become the true leaders of Servet and Catoban.

But the leadership (who never grew up in Servet) is in trouble. The innate Katoban blood is important, but the acquired environment is also important.

“dismissal.”

While they were pondering how to resolve this heartbreaking tragedy, Count Sicilla entered the triplets’ room and cautiously opened his mouth.

“The love between the princesses and their families is truly wonderful and beautiful. However, as Your Majesty knows, we cannot just send the princesses to the system.”

“I know this too. We are ruining our children’s future just for the sake of convenience.”

Count Sicilla’s expression changed in a complex and subtle way at my answer.

Her expression was a complex mix of two emotions: relief that she wouldn’t have to send the triplets to the system, and confusion about how she would comfort them if she didn’t.

“I wish I had a Trixie.”

Looking at Count Sicilla like that, I sighed without thinking.

Trixie has been busy with various things since her retirement ceremony. Yesterday, she was at the Magic Tower all day, and today, she hurriedly headed to the xenophobic sanctuary.

‘…Isn’t that it?’

I felt the void left by Tricky so keenly that I ended up smiling bitterly.

The triplets cried out for their brother, sister, and mother’s name, not Trixie’s. Even if Trixie and I had joined forces to take care of the triplets, this would have happened in the end.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Tell me.”

“It may not be a fundamental solution, but how about inviting your family to Servet for now? If the princesses can’t go to the system, it wouldn’t be a bad idea for your family to come to Servet.”

He nodded bitterly, thinking that this was the safest method for now.

As Count Sicilla said, it is not a fundamental solution. Unless the family continues to reside in Servet, it will only temporarily appease the triplets’ longing.

But for now, we have to find a temporary solution to calm the triplets down. We can’t let our lovely children cry forever.

“Butler.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“I’ll be taking care of the children, so tell Mar to come to Servet. The family, the animals, everything. Then Mar will take care of the rest.”

“I will contact you right away.”

At my direction, Count Sicilla began to run at full speed.

Even a nobleman who avoids brisk walking runs at full speed despite being in his fifties. This must mean that the triplets are important to Katoban.

“Hey guys, you heard? Just wait a little bit and everyone will be here. Let’s have fun then.”

“Wooow…”

And the triplets’ sobs subsided as they listened to the conversation between Count Sicilla and me (which was openly open to the public).

‘Time has been bought.’

Thanks to that, I breathed a sigh of relief. It was only a temporary measure, but it did buy me some time.

Let’s think about the future later. It’s hard enough to deal with the present, so looking to the future is arrogant.