Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 50: Steam Again!

Yep, looks like it’s time for me to spend again.

Roel thought as he looked at the neat row of boxes filled with gold coins sitting right before him.

That’s right, Roel had struck it rich.

From yesterday morning, which was the day right after Nora’s birthday banquet, the street outside the Ascart House’s Labyrinth Villa had been filled with carriages. The nobles were fighting with one another to enter this usually feared villa to express their deepest concern for Roel and Alicia.

These nobles were neither the subordinates of the Ascart House nor the friends of Carter. All of them did have a common denominator though—they were the parents of those in the Elric Youth Faction.

The existence of the Elric Youth Faction had been made known along with the incident. While the leader of the group, Bron, had been killed by Count Bryan, the discussion on how they should deal with the rest of the group, who had tyrannized others alongside Bron was still underway.

Not every noble house could be as cold-blooded as the Elric House. Most nobles were willing to pay some price to save their children, and there were even a few who didn’t know of the existence of the Elric Youth Faction. Now that crisis had struck, they were trying everything they could to resolve the problem.

They weren’t so foolishly naive as to think that they would be spared just by lying low, especially not after beating up the young master of the Ascart House. If things blew up, the ones to suffer would surely be their own children.

Ever since the incident yesterday, the noble houses had been fighting with one another to foot Roel’s medical bill. Of course, given the multitude of distinguished actors amongst the nobles, one could expect a fair dose of drama as well. There were monologues depicting feelings of lamentation over how they had failed to keep their children in line, followed by infuriated vows to break the legs of their children.

Roel felt that there was no need for that, since he had already broken their ‘leg’ back then.

In any case, the Ascart House

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