“... Hmph,” Josephine murmured as she tapped her cheek with her fingers, eavesdropping on the conversation inside.0

It was fascinating, and she almost felt a bit upset at being called the insistent sister, but she couldn't help but smile in the end. The price of using the head of the great Yukline family was merely a monthly smile. It was cringe-worthy but also refreshingly honest. 0

Yet, Yulie couldn’t even respond to that. Josephine found herself frustrated. If it had been her, she would have secured several mines by now.2

"Shall I wait a bit more..."1

She had planned to kill Deculein. Ever since that day when Yulie wept alone, she had been devising plans, coming up with hundreds, even thousands, of strategies. She had waited for Yulie to speak up, but Yulie was too kind to even imagine saying such things, so she decided to stop waiting.0

“Very well.”0

But today, Deculein's sincerity was worth listening to. Josephine could discern the tone of his voice. His declaration that he wouldn’t marry Yulie was indeed genuine. So, she decided to let it go this time and postpone her plan for now.0

“... Brother, what do you think of Deculein?” Josephine asked Zeit, who was yawning at a table on the first floor.2

Zeit raised his eyebrows and responded, “What do you think?”0

“I don’t know, brother. I just want to follow Yulie's decision. What about you?”0

Zeit's expression turned slightly grim. He rubbed his temples a few times before running his hand through his hair.0

“You can’t move the king like a queen in chess. You can’t move a knight like a king, and you can’t move a pawn like a knight. If something you thought was a queen turned out to be a knight, it would be quite disappointing.”0

Zeit hadn’t initially wanted to push for the marriage with Deculein either.0

“But Deculein isn’t just a piece. He is the chessboard. Even if the board has a few scratches, it doesn’t mean you can’t place pieces...6