The Son-In-Law Of A Prestigious Household Wants A Divorce-Chapter 63: Gaining Recognition

Helmont as the vanguard.

Just this one fact alone was already enough to reassure and encourage the majority of people, as evident from the atmosphere in the meeting room.

It was quite literally a heart-pounding situation.

Hearing the princess’ proposal, Arandel Helmont silently nodded.

“I accept.”

“Phew.”

“Ohh!”

“Lord Arandel will be the vanguard!”

Exclamations erupted from various corners.

Now that Helmont themselves had agreed to become the vanguard, the nobles’ expectations and interests were at an all-time high.

Moreover, their sense of crisis towards Blackthorn had also significantly decreased.

The atmosphere of the meeting room quickly became lighter.

Even Clarisse, the one who led the meeting, was a little bewildered by the situation.

“...I also wish to join...”

“Father?”

Sitting opposite of Helmont, Uldiran licked his lips regretfully. Since he had to return to the North soon, he seemed to regret not being able to stand on the same battlefield as Arandel.

“A-Ahem, anyway, I’ll leave this matter to Helmont. Especially you, Sir Isaac. After all, you’re the main character of this Sword Dance Festival.”

Crack!

“Even as a symbolism, with you two being on the same side is already valuable enough.”

At that moment, the sound of teeth shattering was heard from the side. Lohengrin, feeling humiliated by the princess’ words, hung his head low.

Though his eyes were bloodshot with deep anger, he couldn’t refute her words.

“The loser should stay quiet.”

Rianna warned in a small voice.

With Galenia gone, Rianna had taken upon herself to start disciplining her siblings.

“Hmm.”

But then, Arandel, who usually kept his mouth shut suddenly stared at Isaac and Rianna, and then...

“These two are scheduled for divorce.”

Dropped that bombshell of a statement.

“...”

“...”

Rianna’s and Isaac’s eyes widened simultaneously. The talk of their divorce had been pushed back due to the urgent matters at the Sword Dance Festival, but...

They never imagined that Arandel would just bring it up here like this.

“Pardon?”

Hearing that, not just the other nobles, even Princess Clarisse let her mouth hang open as she stared at Arandel, completely dropping her composure.

“W-W-What did you just say?”

While everyone was too shocked to speak...

Only Silverna, unnoticed by anyone, grinned and gave a thumbs up to Rianna.

“...”

Seeing this, Rianna bit her lip hard, wanting to say something, but...

She forcibly swallowed her words and dragged her focus back to the conversation.

“These two are scheduled to divorce soon.”

Arandel repeated his words, prompting Clarisse to stagger while holding her forehead.

Her body swayed, as if she was about to faint, but her guard, Heyrad, managed to catch her in time, helping her to stand again.

Soon after...

“What nonsense are you talking about?!”

Her harsh rebuke came.

“Divorce?! At this point in time!? Tell me! Does that even make any sense?!”

“It’s Helmont’s internal matter.”

“Helmont’s matter is directly related to the kingdom’s war power! A divorce in this situation?! Moreover, you’re telling me that you’re going to divorce the son-in-law who beat Lohengrin?! What are you even—?!”

For a moment there, Clarisse was about to spew out curse on him, but Arandel remained firm.

“This matter has already been decided.”

“Do you know what others will think of Helmont if you do this?! They’ll say that you’re kicking him out because he beat a member of your direct line! They’ll say how Helmont’s honor has fallen to the ground, how Helmont is no longer great! How their heir lost to a commoner...!!”

“...”

“Do you know why there wasn’t much talk when Isaac won at the Sword Dance Festival? Because at the end of the day, he’s still a Helmont! Because even though he’s an adopted son-in-law, he still bears Helmont’s name! If you do this, the whole kingdom will say that the kingdom’s sword has crumbled overnight...!!”

“Regardless, the matter has already been decided.”

“Decided—! Ugh...”

In the end, Clarisse fell back fainting from her blood pressure, even though she was still young.

“Damn Helmont... I want to go home...”

As those words fell, the meeting came to an end. For now.

*   *   *“Both of you, come here.”

As everyone was leaving the meeting room...

Clarisse, who remained seated alone, beckoned Rianna and Isaac over.

Silverna, who at first was following behind Uldiran, quietly joined in and stood near Isaac.

Clarisse started speaking without paying much attention to her.

“Alright, listen, we have to deal with the Transcendent Race, they’re openly recruiting our nobles, even going as far as attacking the festival where I was at. In short, everything’s in chaos. Understand everything so far?”

“...”

“...”

“Answer me.”

“Yes.”

“Mm.”

Clarisse nodded before continuing.

“Blackthorn’s betrayal could spread distrust all over the kingdom. It means that we, the royal family, had failed to manage them. At times like this, powerful nobles need to stand firm as the center of the kingdom.”

And yet...

The noblest of nobles.

The kingdom’s last bastion and deterrent force...

“Helmont can’t afford to waver at a time like this. This isn’t a matter of two people’s relationship turning sour anymore.”

“...”

“...”

“The kingdom shouldn’t have to deal with internal issues when it should be fighting its enemies. Think of Helmont’s name.”

Isaac knew this, of course.

That was why he had deliberately held his tongue for the past three days.

But, if asked if this would be enough to deter him from leaving Helmont...

Of course not.

I want to leave right away.

But, the problem here was the fact that they had to deal with the Transcendent Race.

Unlike in his past life, the Transcendent Race was being exposed way earlier, thanks to the thing that happened in the North.

Due to this, his divorce would most likely leave a bigger impact than he had expected.

To prevent humanity from being destroyed by the Transcendent Race like in his previous life, they had to suppress them quickly.

In hindsight, the current situation was much better compared to his previous life.

After all, they managed to detect the Transcendent Race before they could start their offensive, and even had plans to subjugate them.

But on the other hand, since things around him grew to become so complicated, his divorce would end up having a bigger impact on the political situation than expected.

“Now, you two, face each other.”

“...”

“...”

“Quickly.”

At the princess’ irritated urging, Isaac and Rianna slowly turned to face each other.

A faint blush appeared on Rianna’s face, prompting Silverna’s expression to twist uglily.

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“Hold hands.”

“Princess...”

“Hurry up!”

The Clarisse that Isaac knew would never act this recklessly, but...

It was clear that her stress had peaked after staying at Helmont for a few days.

Isaac and Rianna carefully held hands.

The rings on their left ring fingers touched each other’s skin.

“Apologize to each other.”

“...I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m the one who should be sorry...”

Rianna apologized with a faint smile. The sincerity in her voice was clear to anyone who heard it.

“Good, good. Marital conflicts are like cutting water with a sword! Even Helmont can’t actually cut water, can they?”

“...One of them did cut a river, though.”

Isaac added, prompting Rianna to lower her head, embarrassed.

Annoyed, Clarisse gestured to him to not say unnecessary things, then gestured again with her chin.

“Kiss.”

“Princess.”

“Quickly. Kiss. It’s an order from a princess. Or should I issue a royal decree here?”

Thinking how ridiculous the situation was, Isaac tried to let go of Rianna’s hand, but surprisingly, Rianna’s grip on his hand was strong.

“...”

He glanced at her, noticing the blush on her face.

Is she puckering her lips forward...?

“Hey.”

“A-Ah... I-It’s a royal order, y-you know...”

She answered shyly.

“I-It’s... B-Been a really long time...i-is it not...?”

She whispered softly. But unfortunately, this moment didn’t lead to a kiss.

Because Silverna’s hand came between them.

“Wait a moment! I have a solution!”

She declared boldly, glaring at Rianna.

“It’ll be okay if Isaac gets divorced! We, Cardias, can take him in!”

“...”

“...”

With her hand on her chest, she shouted excitedly.

“Even if Helmont falls, Cardias will stand tall in their stead! The Malidean Wall guarding the North will support the kingdom in place of Helmont—!”

“...”

Clarisse, who had been staring at Silverna with a blank expression and mouth gaped open...

Suddenly, she started looking around as if searching for something, fumbling with her hands.

But after a while, she put her hands down, as if unable to find what she was looking for.

Then, she took off the shoe she was wearing and gripped it in her hand.

“YOU!! SO IT’S YOU!!”

She shouted, throwing it at Isaac.

“So you’re the problem! You’re a married man!! Just what do you think you are—?!”

*   *   *The three people came out to the garden.

All three of them were walking dazedly, as if something had swept through them.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, in the garden that was filled with the scent of the rose, Silverna spoke out.

“Anyway, her making you two hold hands and kissing even though you two are about to have a divorce just isn’t right.”

Hearing that, Rianna, who was standing next to her, flinched.

“You think so too, right? Isaac?”

“...Yeah, but I can understand the princess—”

“Hm? What did you say?”

Facing Silverna, who glared at him like a thug, Isaac let out a sigh.

At this point, even Isaac couldn’t help but notice.

“You knew I was getting divorced, from the start didn’t you?”

“...”

Everything finally clicked together for Isaac.

The reason why she had been excessive with her displays of affection and skinship, the way she used his married status as an excuse...

“Who told you?”

“S-Sharen did.”

Hearing Silverna’s answer, Isaac went, ‘I knew it,’ in his head, but...

He soon was ridden with worry towards Sharen, who was still holed up in her room.

I should go talk to her.

No matter how much of a villain Galenia was, she still had directly witnessed her father killing her mother.

Considering her young age, it wasn’t hard to imagine how shocked she must have been.

“Is Sharen still in her room?”

“Yeah. She’s with Edel now.”

Edel Helmont, Helmont’s youngest son—even younger than Sharen.

The reality was also most likely too heavy for a 15-year-old boy like him to accept.

Just as Isaac was about to turn to go see them, an overwhelming presence emerged from the mansion.

Arandel Helmont and Uldiran Cardias.

Two completely contrasting figures.

Suddenly, Isaac felt that their atmosphere was similar to their daughters on either side of him.

“...”

Arandel stood in front of the three, while Ulidran just stared at him, annoyed, feeling as if his daughter had decided to abandon him already.

For three days, Arandel hadn’t had time to talk with Isaac.

That was how busy he was dealing with the aftermath of the Sword Dance Festival. Now that he was here, it meant that the situation had somewhat settled.

Immediately, he proposed something to Isaac.

“The Blackthorn subjugation. Come with me.”

“...I’m no longer a Helmont.”

“Kugh!”

For some reason, Uldiran grimaced in pain when he heard that.

But Arandel just said what he wanted to say, his expression unchanged.

“I’m not asking you because you’re a Helmont.”

“...”

“It’s because I’ve grown interested in you as a swordsman.”

For a moment there...

Everyone present, except for Isaac, opened their eyes wide.

To gain the interest of Arandel was something that could be considered as a major event.

Perhaps, this was a change that came to Arandel after cutting down his wife.

“...I believe you know that if I accept that, it won’t only be Helmont that would be shaken, right?”

Isaac reminded him of the divorce again.

To that, Arandel rather boldly retorted.

“In this matter with the Blackthorn, the world will come to see that Helmont won’t waver over a mere relationship like yours.”

Overwhelming force.

What he was trying to say was that he would show off Helmont’s well-being by displaying that to the world, so there was nothing to worry about.

Besides him, Uldiran frowned and crossed his arms.

“Regardless, it isn’t a matter of Helmont’s trustworthiness. Isaac, you should be aware of your own status right now.”

Lohengrin, the first in line to succeed Helmont.

Isaac had defeated him.

Not only that, he even went ahead and broke down his swordsmanship.

Though it had only been three days, rumors about it must’ve been spreading like wildfire.

“The current status quo is only possible because this guy is here. But, the moment the new family head is decided, Helmont’s name won’t be the same as it is now.”

Perhaps due to their rivalry, Uldiran spoke as such in a worried tone, but...

Arandel just gave an intense stare at Isaac and answered.

“Is Helmont the only one shouldering the kingdom’s burden?”

No one could deny that Helmont bore the largest burden out of everyone.

Especially when Arandel was still there, representing Helmont.

“Even if I leave, someone will take that place.”

It doesn’t necessarily have to be one person.

And it doesn’t necessarily have to be Helmont.

A gaze filled with such meaning pierced into Isaac.

“Hahaha! My friend! You’re still in your prime! What are you saying?”

Feeling a strange ominousness in Arandel’s words, Uldiran laughed and patted his shoulder.

If it were anyone else, their hand would have flown off immediately, but the one who did that was Ulidran, someone Arandel had acknowledged.

He just kept his mouth shut.

“Regardless, I planned to participate in the Blackthorn matter anyway.”

In any case, whatever happened...

For now, they had to deal with the Transcendent Race, first and foremost.

What Isaac was trying to say was that he intended to go regardless of the divorce, but...

“You won’t need to draw your sword.”

Arandel shook his head.

“Watch, learn, and prove.”

“...”

“Whether your sword is strong enough to crush Helmont.”

The last part of the sentence sounded like a warning growl.

However, the smile on his lips clearly showed his true expression; excitement.