I tamed my ex husbands mad dog

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Fernach Glencia was grumbling.
"No, why complain about how much Thunder ate?"
Fernach's lieutenant, Algen Stugall, still responded.
"Warhorses eat a lot."
"If it's a territory where you have to be concerned about the amount of straw eaten by warhorses in the first place, then there's no reason to have such a knight, right?"
"Even if there are no hunting grounds in some estates, there are still one or two nobles who keep hunting dogs."
There were many nobles who had pedigree hunting dogs, but only a few of them really enjoyed hunting. Maybe she just wanted to brag about that hound. Fernach, who understood Algen's words, continued to complain.
"When offered such a good price, wouldn't there be a lot of nobles willing to sell their hounds?"
"Well, there will be some who would refuse."
The two were sitting in the guest room where Fernach was staying. The room was a guest room, and it was less than half the size of the room Fernach Glencia occupied in Glencia Castle. Marquis Glencia had a reputation for being frugal, but even Fernach Glencia, who grew up under such Marquis Glencia, saw this room as a bit harsh.
The tapestry looked like it was 50 years old, and even that seemed like a lie. The wind blew through the stone wall. The bedding still smelled good because it was made with good straw this year, but even so, it was a bedding with straw for a noble guest. There should be a limit to frugality.
"It's annoying, but when I go home, I think I'm going to tear off this tapestry and feed it to the horses."
"I don't know. If you do that, I think it'll be billed to Glencia's estate."
Fernach frowned and imagined it.  That woman was capable of it.
"I didn't take her lightly just because she was the deposed Crown Princess, but... ... . I was surprised that she was so different from what I had imagined."
"I was surprised too."
It had been less than four years since the Crown Princess had stabbed Crown Prince Michel Alanquez, who had asked for a divorce. At that time Fernach Glencia had been going to the capital instead of Marquis Glencia to pay his respects at the news of Marquis Linke's death.
The general's funeral, which was done according to the importance of Linke's estate, took about ten days, so Fernach had passed the crystal gate leisurely, but when he arrived in the capital, the story of the funeral of Linke's was barely mentioned and only the story of how the Crown Prince became lame circulated.
'Who would have known that I would visit the Crown Prince in the mourning outfit that I came in.'
He couldn't even visit the Crown Prince properly. Anyway, the lady had stabbed the person who wanted to get a divorce and was kicked out to the hinterlands... ... .
"I thought she might be a stupid woman who only acts rashly."
"Well. I didn't know she would be a miser."
"She's more of a person pretending to be miserly rather than an actual miser."
Fernach scratched the back of his nose.
"If she had said respectfully, "Please go back because it is uncomfortable", I would have hung on for another month or so. But if she says it's hard to feed a horse, I feel embarrassed."
"It would be ridiculous to complain about the cost for horse food."
"I'm not going to give you the cost for real horse feed."
It was not uncommon for nobles to hand over boarding costs during their stay when staying in a poor estate. But in this case, there was the honor of the Marquis Glencia to consider. Instead of offering a few hundred alanche for horse fodder, he had to pay 5,000 alanche to save face. Of course, Marquis Glencia wouldn't even blink at that amount.
"She probably didn't bring that out to get that money."
"She seems like a person who takes things in stride."
Algen laughed out loud. Fernach agreed and laughed. Anyway, she wasn't a good girl.
Reinhardt Delfina Linke.
At the age of 12, she became engaged to the Crown Prince and entered the Imperial Palace at the age of 18. She served as the Crown Princess for six years, but it wasn't as if it was an unusual circumstance. Michel Alanquez and his father, the Emperor, used her as an excuse to control Marquis Linke.
However, since Hugh Linke was the only one called a great general by the people of the Empire, some nobles said the general had to work past retirment. Even compared to Marquis Glencia, Hugh Linke at over sixty had not yet retreated from the front line.
In any case, Reinhardt Delfina Linke was not a woman who impressed or disliked the people of the Empire very much. He had heard that she and the Crown Prince were quarrelling, but that wasn't a big topic because all the married couples in the imperial family were like that. So, when she stabbed the prince, it was said that it was even more surprising.
But when he finally met her... ... .
"She's a fighter. Just like my mother."
"You mean Mdm. Papier? Isn't that a great disrespect for a young woman... ... ."
Algen chose his words. Madame Papier, who should be called Countess of Glencia, came from the Kingdom of Aloa and was a great heroine.
She was a soldier who could not be defeated by the Marquis of Glencia, and she had personally led troops to the field several times, but now she was recovering from a wounded arm on the battlefield. Still, her spirit and charisma were still great.
"Besides, I don't think she have the same scary disposition as Mdm. Papier... ... ."
"No, more than that."
Fernach smacked his lips.
"How... ... It's embarrassing... ... ."
"Oh, if that's the case."
Algen also agreed with Fernach. A woman named Reinhardt must have been less than 30 years old, but somehow she seemed like a seasoned lady who was able to keep up and cut off negotiations. This was especially the case with the unstoppable part.
"How come you feel like you're talking to someone who's been around for a long time? She just cut me off like as if she was my senior... ... ."
There was another reason why the freckled young man's nickname was 'Glencia's Fox'. Glencia Estate was essential the same as the northern central hub, so it was natural for many things that need to be smoothed over. It was Fernach Glencia who was in charge of such negotiations.
Most of the housekeeping of the estate was taken care of by the mistresses of the estates, so Fernach met various madams, but this was the first time he met someone like Lady Luden. Most young madams procrastinated or avoided negotiations when he made difficult proposals.
"She cut me off without giving me a chance to finish."
"What would you do?"
"What would you think?"
Well, Fernach cheered up.
"I should bring my sister's portrait and try again!"
Algen's eyes clouded over. The third child of Glencia, who resembled Madame Papier's temperament, was a very pretty daughter, but nonetheless.
"Wouldn't Sir Wilhelm be a good fit for her?"
"How would I know? It's not my marriage."
"I'm saying this because I think your life is in more danger than Sir Wilhelm's marriage... ... ."
If someone hadn't knocked on the door at that moment, the conversation would have been the subject of 100 ways in which a younger sister in an unwanted marriage could murder her brother.
However, the knocking sound was too loud, and Fernach and Algen took aside their interest in Fernach's sister's grudge against her brother.
"Who is it?"
At best, he thought it was the maid or the old lady. He thought it was going to be dinner time and they was told to come for potato soup, but the words he heard behind the door were unexpected.
"This is Wilhelm."
Fernach opened his eyes and whispered to Algen.
"What, the beginning of a new exciting secret meeting? Wasn't I rejected?"
"... ... It turned out that he refused because he was in front of his liege, and in fact, he also had feelings for Lady Glencia, didn't he?"
There was no reason for Wilhelm to come to them. If there was, he would have just have to renegotiate the previous terms in front of Lord Luden. Fernach put his hand on his chest with a blushing face and said to Algen.
"I am so excited right now."
"Stop spouting nonsense and open the door."
The young man patted his scarlet hair and pretended to breathe. Algen got up from his chair and stood up. The door opened, and Wilhelm entered.
"Excuse me."
"Oh, Sir Wilhelm. Right now... ... Did you cut your hair?"
When they had met in front of the lord during the day, he had long hair, just like he had seen on the battlefield, but now it was short. Fernach waved his hands and praised it lightly.
"Hey, you really stand out. Very nice!"
"Thank you."
"Oh dear. So few words."
Fernach smiled and pushed Wilhelm inside, then closed the door. Wilhelm entered the guest room and stood there, and Fernach stood with his back to the door and smiled.
"I had to hear from the lord, but I think the Luden estate is very poor. You're not a maid, yet you're the messenger for dinner."
"... ... No."
"What. Isn't that it? I thought that was the only reason why Sir Wilhelm came."
The man shuddered.
"Why else would you have come here?  Or did you have something other to say?"
Wilhelm frowned faintly, then the corners of his mouth rose.
"I really wish it was something like that."
"... ... No?"
Fernach laughed playfully. Wilhelm smiled as well. But Algen frowned like a catfish. It was dangerous. Wilhelm's eyes weren't smiling.
'Ah, that person doesn't joke.'
Algen knew the likes of Wilhelm roughly. This was because they were the same unit as Wilhelm from the beginning of the war.
When he had just joined the Glencia Territorial Army and received combat training, he thought Wilhelm just had a taciturn and dark personality. At that time, his lack of presence was due to his undergrown size. There wasn't much else either. However, when Wilhelm mixed among the soldiers, he began to cause discord, and Algen also started to get a rough idea of how Wilhelm worked.
Wilhelm's mishaps were of a kind that was difficult to comprehend from an ordinary person's point of view, but there were some things that were even more memorable. Algen, who was in the same unit, observed Wilhelm very hard in order not to get caught up in it. And Algen noticed what Wilhelm's expression was now.
That was the expression that little boy made when he was pissed off.
Algen blinked quickly.
'Young master, don't be foolish. What will happen if you rub him the wrong way?'
As a longtime lieutenant, Fernach roughly understood Algen's gaze and winked back.
'Do you mean that you have a good feeling? Good! I will praise my sister's beauty again!'
'No!'
Algen groaned urgently. No, what do I do when I've serve you as an aide for 10 years, but you don't understand what I say?!
In any case, the distance between the two of them was too close, and the man took it for granted that they were making meaningless glances. Wilhelm said in a very sarcastic tone:
"I don't know what the relationship between the two of you is, but with you two making eyes in front of me, I think I interrupted an intimate moment."
"No!"
"No!"
It was blatant sarcasm, but it was enough to make Fernach and Algen indignant. Fernach shouted again.
"I like girls!"
"Even if I like all the men in the world, I wouldn't like you!"
"Why are you going there?! Do you like men more than that?!"
"No, I mean, it is! You like girls?!"
After a pathetic conversation, there was a moment of silence. Wilhelm tilted his head slightly.
"If you two need to reach an agreement on orientation and loyalty, I will come back later."
There was a clear smirk on his face. Fernach touched his forehead. He was embarrassed.
"No. What purpose did you come here for?"
Although he was a little bit embroiled in a pathetic appearance, if the man had any intention of joining Glencia, this mischievous commotion might lightened the mood. Fernach smiled with a little hope. Wilhelm smiled as well. It was a slightly different expression from Fernach.
"I'm here to make a deal."
Done! Fernach clenched his fists inwardly.
He heard it in passing from Dietrich, who was already dead. Wilhelm lived as a savage, but was saved by the lord and was even appointed as a knight.
'Perhaps he did something to say that he was going to Glencia in front of the lord with grace. So, secretly from behind... ... .'
"Isn't Glencia's offer good? Because my sister is pretty. Haha."
But his lieutenant felt ominous. That bastard obviously had a sarcastic face, but what kind of deal is that? And as a result, Algen's prediction was correct.
Wilhelm raised his chin and said with a cold expression he had never seen before in front of Reinhardt.
"I am not interested in your sister."
"... ... Oh. It could be. But still... ... ."
"And I have no intention of belonging to Glencia."
What, then why are you here? Fernach almost had the same catfish mouth expression as Algen a while ago. Fernach had to stop that expression to live up to the name of Glencia's Fox. Wilhelm continued.
"I know of Glencia's goals. I will make them happen."
Fernach's jaw almost fell out.
"But the offer is that you come under me."
Algen closed his eyes. I knew that little bastard was insane.