Miss Witch, It's Time to Clean Up the Entries - Chapter 4

In a garden full of blooming roses, a lonely figure stood quietly in the distance.

Under the clear moonlight, the young girl’s white long dress fluttered in the wind.

Her bracelet and leg shackles made a dull sound.

Sophie?

Miss Witch might be able to answer my questions.

With this thought, Leon proactively approached the silver-haired young girl, Sophie, who was lost in thought.

“Miss Sophie, good evening.”

Sophie slightly turned her face and saw Leon dressed in splendid clothes.

There wasn’t a ripple in her lifeless eyes, and her charming face showed no emotion, like a puppet with a fixed expression, stripped of all feelings and sensations, just mechanically looking back.

It gave people a sense of detachment, as if seeing her was the same as not seeing her.

Just as Leon felt the situation becoming very awkward, the expressionless young girl spoke,

“Looking for me?”

“Miss Sophie, I want to talk to you.”

Before Leon could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a dizzy spell.

Then, he fell straight into the arms of Miss Witch.

Damn it, I was drugged.

Leon rolled his eyes and fainted.

When Leon opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a soft, large bed.

Looking at the silk pajamas he was wearing, he nervously touched his butt, relieved that there was no strange feeling.

He hadn’t expected to be taught a harsh lesson on his first day transmigrating to another world.

He would never again casually drink wine handed to him by others, especially people who claimed to be his father.

“My Lord, I helped you change into your pajamas. You simply had a sound sleep.”

The beautiful maid, Anna, pulled open the curtains, letting the dazzling sunlight into the room.

“Of course, if you have any special preferences, you can tell me, and I will assist you.”

Anna said with a smile.

Leon’s mouth twitched slightly.

No, I don’t, you are slandering me.

Wait, what did you call me? My Lord?

“Anna, did you make a mistake just now? I am just Lord Moria’s illegitimate son.”

“You were indeed Lord Moria’s illegitimate son last night, but this morning, the Lord has already sent over the Lord’s Seal, and the document for your inheritance of the Lord’s position, so you are already the new Lord.”

Annie, a maid as beautiful as Anna, held a golden tray. On the tray were the Lord’s Seal, the inheritance document, and a string of keys to the Lord’s Mansion.

Become the Lord? Is this why Moria drugged me last night? What exactly does this old blond fox want to do?

Leon was full of confusion and shock, and asked, “Where is my father?”

“My Lord Leon, Lord Moria has already left with his 33 wives and concubines early this morning. You were sleeping soundly at the time.”

Anna said with a smile.

The old Lord ran off with 33 wives and concubines?

What kind of Jiangnan Leather Factory plot is this? He wouldn’t believe for a second that there wasn’t a big problem with Green Shade Territory.

Leon’s left eyelid began to twitch for no reason. He immediately got out of bed, started packing his clothes to run, and incidentally packed away any valuable gold and silver items to compensate for his loss from recognizing his father.

This position of Lord was clearly a hot potato. The old blond fox’s haste to run was the best proof.

He didn’t believe in any deep father-son affection; it was clearly leaving him behind to be the scapegoat.

“You’re leaving?”

Anna asked.

“Yes, I cannot bear the fact of being separated from my father right after recognizing him. I must catch up to him and properly show filial piety to the old man.”

Leon decided to perform a scene of a loving father and filial son.

“You cannot leave. The ministers and people from the Imperial Capital Bank have already arrived.”

Annie reminded him.

Leon went to the window and looked down. A dense crowd had already surrounded the Lord’s Mansion.

Those guards wearing blue uniforms did not belong to Green Shade Territory; they were the debt collection army of the Imperial Capital Bank.

Because the Imperial Capital Bank was affiliated with the Holy Empire’s royal family, the third generation monarch of the Holy Empire was a peculiar genius who disliked politics and only liked doing business. He not only established the bank but also formed this debt collection army.

Claiming to be invincible and unconquerable.

Looking at this lineup, if the old blond fox didn’t owe the Imperial Capital Bank hundreds of millions, Leon would be willing to write his name backward.

According to the Holy Empire’s law, a Lord who owes more than 30 million gold and cannot repay it within the stipulated time will not only be stripped of their Lordship but may also be sentenced to life imprisonment or even sent directly to the guillotine.

No wonder the old blond fox held a welcome banquet for him last night. His purpose was to let everyone recognize him, the illegitimate son.

Today, he couldn’t even run if he wanted to!

It seemed the old blond fox’s other children must have known his nature well and ran off. He couldn’t find a scapegoat, which was why he ordered the witch Sophie to bring him back.

Leon forced himself to calm down. He looked at Anna and Annie.

“Minister of Finance Omari Hani, Head of Internal Affairs Karel Dennis, Minister of External Affairs Alex Poole, bring them here.”

“They are at the door.”

Anna reminded him. She opened the bedroom door, and the portly Omari Hani, the effeminate-looking Karel Dennis, and the short Minister of External Affairs Alex Poole walked in together.

The three knelt on one knee and swore their loyalty.

At the same time, the entries above Leon’s head changed.

A 【Lord】 was added to the Green Advanced Entries.

【Lord】As the Lord of Green Shade Territory, you will bear the mission of revitalizing Green Shade Territory, placing the material output of Green Shade Territory first. Wearing this entry automatically grants you 10% loyalty from your subjects and 10% language persuasiveness. People who enter Green Shade Territory will be more willing to listen to your words and trust you.

For every 1% increase in material output, the loyalty of your subjects to you increases by 1%, until it reaches 100%, they will be willing to do anything for you, even overthrowing the Empire’s rule.

For every 1% decrease in material output, the loyalty of your subjects to you decreases by 1%, until it drops to -100%, they will constantly assassinate you, even if you give up the position of Lord, they will hunt you to the ends of the earth.

Holy crap! Isn’t this forcing me to develop the economy?

This entry didn’t appear just now; it appeared now. Does this mean that accepting the loyalty of the three ministers signifies that I have truly become the Lord?

If I had known it was this much of a trap, I would have jumped out the window and left instead of seeing these three fools.

Because the oath of loyalty was too lengthy, Leon directly interrupted it.

“Stop the nonsense. I need to know the most serious problems facing Green Shade Territory right now.”

“My Lord, we have had a financial deficit for 3 consecutive years and owe the Imperial Capital Bank a loan of 300 million gold.”

Minister of Finance Omari Hani said with a bitter face.

Great, that’s enough for me to be imprisoned for life 10 times, or just sent directly to the guillotine.

Leon covered his forehead with one hand and continued to listen to the other ministers’ reports.

“My Lord, the Imperial Capital has been unwilling to dispatch a new witch to serve in Green Shade Territory. The Ice Witch has served for 6 years and is on the verge of losing control. We must resolve the guardian issue as soon as possible, otherwise the safety of Green Shade Territory cannot be guaranteed.

“The Ice Witch’s execution date has been set for one week from now. If a successor cannot be found within a week, we must execute her.”

Head of Internal Affairs Karel Dennis said.

“My Lord, a month ago, His Majesty the King summoned an army to conquer the Azure Dragon Court across the ocean. Other Lords have already given their replies, but our Green Shade Territory has been slow to respond. The Imperial Capital has already sent an Emissary to urge us.”

Minister of External Affairs Alex Poole said.

After hearing the reports from the three ministers, Leon suddenly felt relieved.

Owing a huge debt, a witch on the verge of losing control, and being forced by the King to send troops on a distant expedition.

Each and every one of these was a huge pit.

Logically, Leon should have felt incredibly headache-inducing upon hearing this news.

But Leon showed a relaxed expression, like a death row inmate who suddenly stopped struggling after being sentenced.

With a heart that felt “tired, let it all be destroyed,” he resolutely walked towards the guillotine.

This made the three ministers’ already anxious hearts even more so. They were full of worry, they racked their brains, and in their hearts, they cursed that old Lord Moria’s ancestors were raised by scumbags.

They did not know that Leon had already seen through the underlying connections of things and grasped the key to the problems.

[Translator’s Note: The phrase “Jiangnan Leather Factory plot” is a reference to a popular Chinese internet meme about a factory owner who allegedly ran away, leaving behind significant debts and problems.]