# Chapter 31: 31
Zade wanted to ask what the Marquis meant by “need”.
However, he did not have the courage to speak his mind.
His hands shook and his mouth went dry.
My throat was dry.
If only I had a glass of brandy…!
Then Margaret quickly perked up.
-Of course!
His eyes shone with mischief.
—But you're not asking us to hand her over, right?
Perplexed, Zade looked at Margaret.
However, Margaret didn't care how her husband looked at her.
At that moment his mind was racing.
In fact, he had been thinking about what to do with Radis ever since David's admission to the academy was revoked.
Instead of helping the house, it became a useless burden. The solution was to get rid of that dead weight as soon as possible.
And if that dead weight was a daughter, then it is better to marry her off and reap the benefits.
However, Radis was not as pretty or cute as Jurich and instead of being obedient, she was more cruel and violent.
And they would have to pay her a dowry if she married. In reality, instead of helping the family, there would be no benefit left for them to gain.
It would be nice if they could find her a rich but gentle husband, but what if Radis raised her hand against him just like she did with Margaret?
Just imagining it gave him a headache. And Margaret also had to think about the money problem.
It would have been nice if Huber Cradium had taken it, but if it was Marquis Russell, then it was much, much better!
When Marquis Russell saw greed blatantly shining in Margaret's eyes, his lips twitched into a smile.
—It's good that you mentioned it first, I would like to hear your conditions. Of course, to fit the reputation of the Marquisate Russell.
And when she heard the words she wanted to hear, Margaret could barely contain the material desire that shone in her eyes.
Timidly, she stood up and turned around, ignoring her husband's astonishment.
—But she is not a very well-educated girl. She's a girl who only causes trouble at home, so I don't know how she'll do. Even if it causes problems, you should know that we will not be responsible for them.
Marquis Russell laughed at that.
—He's already taking his hands off her without asking why I'll need it.
A little embarrassed, Margaret quickly made up an excuse.
“T-that… How can a woman like me ask about the will of the magnanimous Marquis Russell?”
—They don't seem curious, but at least she should know.
Marquis Russell rose from his seat.
—Where is she?
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Radis noticed the commotion taking place in the mansion.
Unlike the past, when she was completely isolated in a secluded corner of the mansion, there were a few maids led by Irene who now properly attended to her.
However, both in the past and present, it was obvious that such a commotion would have nothing to do with her.
Even if there were guests, he never had the chance to meet them.
So Radis ate dinner alone, letting the maids do their work, and then walked around her room, lost in thought.
—I don't know much about mana. Official mana training methods are passed down only to talented people, even within the cavalry. But this shouldn't be possible. I have never heard of someone being able to transform the miasma of a magic stone into purified mana.
Radis leaned against a wall, arms crossed.
“At times like this, I could ask Armano if he were here… Ah!”
Radis's eyes widened.
—A letter!
It would be difficult to find his teacher again, but at least he could write him a letter.
In his last life, he had written a letter of apology to Armano for making him lose his job.
But she never had a chance to read his response.
—I should write him a letter. It would be difficult to receive a response, but if I could send it to you through someone else...
As Radis looked for a piece of paper to write his letter, he suddenly sighed while leaning on the desk with one hand.
He remembered what Margaret had said earlier.
Margaret was someone who lived her entire life trying to get money in one way or another.
So it was obvious what he would do.
David's admission to the imperial academy was a failure, so she would try to use Radis against Huber to exploit his money so she could use those funds to send David to another academy.
Of course, Huber couldn't hand over the money easily.
That was something Margaret didn't know.
Radis made Huber fall unconscious by hitting him in the back of the head and stole all of his magic stones. After she left that night, they were both able to pretend that none of that had happened, but Huber wouldn't sit still if Margaret started talking about reparations.
—Haha...
As he leaned back to sigh, there was a knock on the door.
Hearing a knock on his door for the first time, Radis looked towards the door with a question in his eyes.
Not many people passed by Radis' room. Normally only Margaret or a few maids went, including Irene.
And none of them played.
Margaret considered Radis's room to be a simple closet, and until recently, the maids thought so too. Just a few days ago they began knocking softly on the door, but only with their fingertips, as a polite sign of their presence.
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