You think you're worthy of saving the world?

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Three hours later, Yuri and his group got off the train at a deserted little station.

According to prior arrangements, a carriage should be waiting at this station to take them to the manor.

Having lived in the Papacy for fourteen years, Yuri felt good about the view of the green plains.

"The carriage hasn't come..."

Eileen looked around.

There wasn't a carriage in sight, not even a single person in the vicinity.

"Looks like we're disliked," Eileen muttered to herself.

“After all, we look like robbers who came to steal the inheritance,” Yuri laughed.

After hearing about the general situation of Oak Manor from Annabelle, he guessed that he would probably be treated coldly.

"There's no other way but to walk... Master, let me carry your luggage for you."

After Annabelle said that, Yuri shook his head: "No, let's wait and see."

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Although the pink-haired maid and the purple-haired secretary were confused, they decided to continue waiting since their master had said so.

About an hour later, a dilapidated carriage appeared in front of everyone's sight.

"They actually sent a carriage!" Eileen exclaimed in surprise. "They were clearly so unwilling!"

Yuri chuckled and explained in a low voice, "That's how so-called nobles are. The less they want to do something, the more they like to put on airs."

"Are you Lord Euryphus? I'm sorry, we were delayed on the way."

An elderly man who looked like a steward stepped down from the carriage, his face full of insincere apology.

"It's alright, we just arrived too." Yuri said with a gentlemanly smile.

Just arrived?

The butler was puzzled: it should be an hour later than scheduled—he had been ordered by his master to deliberately leave half an hour late.

Yuri readily lied, "We were delayed a little on the way, so it's just right."

"I see." The butler looked somewhat embarrassed.

After that, Yuri and his companions rode in a dilapidated carriage, bumping along the way, until they reached the manor.

Just as the intelligence gathered beforehand indicated, this was a well-managed and prosperous territory.

After passing through fields where farmers were busy working, the carriage entered a manor.

A massive main gate, a wide road, and huge oak trees standing on both sides of the long road.

Ornate statues and fountains, and greenery trimmed into various shapes.

Finally, there was the imposing noble mansion at the end of the road, which was more than ten times the size of Yuri's house in the Papacy.

"..."

The thought that this manor would one day become her palace... Yuri's initial annoyance from the bumpy carriage ride suddenly turned into a pleasant one.

But before that, we have to get rid of those annoying parasites that are living in our "home".

"Eileen, be sure to protect Lord Yuri's safety."

As the butler led the way to the reception room, Annabelle walked behind and whispered a reminder.

Eileen nodded seriously, a rare occurrence for her.

Since entering the manor, they have been estimating the military strength of the manor.

There were at least twenty knights in sight... it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a small military fortress.

Annabelle and Irene didn't believe anyone would dare to attack someone appointed by the Augusta Royal Family, but if a conflict did break out, they were prepared to escape with Yuri.

Yuri and his group were led to the reception room.

Although the butler said that his master was waiting for them, when Yuri and his companions arrived, there were only a few fully armed knights standing at the door.

On the way here, Yuri had already sensed a lot of hostility from his host family, so he didn't care if it was a little more.

The black-haired boy nonchalantly sank into the sofa, with Eileen and Annabelle standing to his left and right respectively behind him.

The three of them waited in silence.

Yuri also drank the black tea served by the maid.

Annabelle kept giving him meaningful glances, implying that it was best not to drink, since he had the relic "Black Round Table" and could do whatever he wanted.

Just then, a commotion broke out in the corridor.

Yuri noticed that the servants were all on edge; it seemed the main character had finally arrived.

"Where is the Child of Prophecy? Has the Child of Prophecy arrived yet? Tsk, why didn't you tell me sooner!"

With a roar, a man dressed in a magnificent aristocratic suit entered the room.

He looked to be in his forties, with a slicked-back, curly mustache that gave him the appearance of a stage actor.

Behind the man were two women.

One of them was a beautifully dressed noblewoman, who, while not as charming as Rosalia, was still quite attractive.

The other one is a girl about the same age as Ruby and the others.

They must be the lady and young lady of this mansion.

As soon as Yuri got up from the sofa, the man quickly stepped forward and tightly grasped his hand.

"Oh! You must be Euryphus Falsion! I've finally met you. You are indeed as dignified as the legends say, just as a savior should be!"

Ah, how lucky I am… Child of Prophecy, I have always been your loyal supporter!

The man talked on and on like a stage actor, and Yuri felt like her hands were about to be squeezed to pieces.

"Thank you, thank you... It's nice to meet you. I am Euryphus."

Yuri secretly thought to himself, "They're up to no good."

But sorry, brother, I'm going to stick to the law. I'm taking this manor.

anyway……

The prophesied child looked past the man's body and towards the noblewoman and young girl behind him.

Yuri was a gentleman and couldn't bear to see a helpless mother and daughter homeless and destitute...

Letting the two of them stay is fine, as long as they're willing to pay Yuri's "rent" properly.

192 I am the savior of married women and widows!

In the spacious and luxurious dining room of Oak Estate, a welcoming dinner prepared for Yuri is underway.

The man sitting at the head of the long dining table was named Spencer.

It was he who managed the manor in place of the extinct baron for those five years.

To Mr. Spencer's left were his wife and daughter.

Yuri sat down in the first seat on the right, closest to the head of the table. To his left sat Annabelle and Irene, in order.

I feel like I've been attending banquets all the time lately...

Yuri felt that her life was becoming more and more like that of an aristocrat.

This can't go on...

But seriously, this garlic-baked lobster is really delicious.

"How is it? The taste is pretty good, isn't it?"

Mr. Spencer said with a smile.

“My wife and daughter have always lived a life of luxury and have very high standards for food. The chef team at this estate is also my greatest source of pride!”

Whether it's classic Augustan home-style cooking or Alsatian fine dining, we can handle it all!

“Hmm, um...it really is delicious.” Yuri nodded honestly.

While he was engrossed in his dinner, Mr. Spencer kept talking non-stop, barely touching the venison on his plate.

He considered himself a devoted fan of the prophesied son and felt both honored and excited by Yuri's visit.

"I have been a supporter of Lord Euryphus for a long time, and I have heard all sorts of legends about you!"

Mr. Spencer declared this.

Yuri smiled and agreed on the surface, but he knew very well that the other party was just flattering him and portraying him as a righteous and kind perfect boy.

Yuri's purpose in this trip was to reclaim ownership of the estate from Spencer.

The other party clearly had no intention of simply handing over their territory.

The best evidence is that although Spencer chatted enthusiastically with Yuri from afternoon to evening, he never mentioned the purpose of Yuri's visit.

He was waiting for the restless prophetic son to speak up and declare, "I want to reclaim this land."

Although Yuri had received permission from the Imperial Family to grant the land, it was actually Mr. Spencer who had been managing the land all these years.

The peasants on the estate knew nothing of imperial law or legitimate inheritance rights; all they knew was that Mr. Spencer had taken over the estate from Baron Charles…

The people trusted him greatly, and he even had a very good reputation among the nobles.

What if Yuri suddenly jumped out and forcibly seized the land and drove him out of the manor at this time?

This behavior is no different from that of a robber...

If the recapture is successful, all will be well, but what if someone incites the people to rebel...?

The reputation of the prophesied son and the imperial family will be damaged at that time.

No, I don't care what happens to Aunt Rosa and Angelica's father's reputation. What matters is the reputation I've worked so hard to build, Yuri thought.