Give Him a Chance

The scholars of Weissen Studies felt as if they'd gotten out of bed on the wrong side. They'd just heard some truly astonishing news.

Court positions were held by nobles, and the higher their rank, the higher their office. It was only natural for them to manage both the court and their own estates.

Yet the Grand Duke of Weissen had changed the rules of the game: anyone who wanted to enter the court of the Duchy of Weissen had to give up their political power over their own lands.

If nobles still held local government positions after giving up their political power over their lands, that wouldn't be much of a problem.

The trouble was, the Duchy of Weissen had a rule requiring officials to serve outside their home districts. Wouldn't that leave them like duckweed without roots?

Even Frederick's political allies were now at a loss.

"Mm~ Can you stop that~"

Bellberk had come to the estate on behalf of her family to ask some questions, but Frederick had pulled her into a triple combo of kissing, groping, and making out.

When she came to her senses, she bit Frederick hard.

"Grandfather asked me to find out what exactly you're planning."

Count Shakespear was in charge of the College of Arms, which had the authority to oversee the internal affairs of noble estates. The great nobles simply chose to ignore it.

Now that Frederick had caused such a stir, the College of Arms couldn't remain silent. So Count Shakespear had sent his granddaughter to learn Frederick's true intentions and avoid a misunderstanding.

Frederick gently rubbed Bellberk's slightly rough palm and said softly, "When it comes to beauty, figure, and status, you're merely excellent, not the best. What do you think has allowed you to remain by my side