Episode 202
“Father… … No, ‘Father’ was too good at politics.”
People don’t usually call their parents “father.”
Even if you call him, it is correct to call him father.
However, there is one case where one calls one’s parents ‘father’.
When addressing a deceased parent, people usually refer to him as “Father” rather than “Dad.” Now, Friedrich was treating Rommel like a dead person.
Rommel’s heart ached as he listened.
“I intend to become the most influential noble in this kingdom, but my father’s shadow is too big. So, there is nothing I can do.”
Friedrich paused for a moment and slowly crossed his arms.
“We will take the kingdom of Teslan. Be the sacrifice for it. That is your place, Father.”
It was a very short statement, but it contained a lot of meaning.
And when Rommel heard those words, he read three meanings into them.
One is to rule the Teslan Kingdom as it is.
Another is to change the name of the Teslan Kingdom to ‘Ascendible’.
The remaining one.
Something I really don’t want to think about.
“Jack Valantier, I’ll catch him first. And after that.”
Friedrich took a step back and his expression was surprisingly calm.
As if he had already made up his mind.
“I will kill all the royal family of Teslan, including Agares. The order may change, but in the end, the two will die.”
Out of place words flow from a very polite appearance.
“And behind them will be ‘Rommel Einhard’ and the Valantier family. All the troops of the Duke of Malone, including the Knights of the Guard, and the private soldiers of each noble house, all their power will stand on our side. If they don’t stand, they will all die. And we will become the loyalists who saved the country. And we will divide the national system in two.”
“……two?”
“I will be king and Douglas will be archduke. The ratio of political power between king and archduke will be 6:4. I will change everything from the authority to the creation of a new nation. You must be the sacrifice for that. Think of it as the final sacrifice.”
It could be said that it was a very deep friendship.
Rommel laughed.
really.
“Puhahahahahahaha-!”
I burst out laughing so hard my stomach hurt.
It was really absurd.
The two sons were certainly not stupid.
If you were stupid, you wouldn’t have been given the position of Duke, and if you were stupid, you wouldn’t have become a Master.
But being smart doesn’t mean you have a sense of reality.
That is a separate issue, and it is only now that it has become a problem.
These two kids don’t know reality.
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“Jack Valantier, he’s a tough guy. So… … .”
The peacock says with a sly smile.
“Give up?”
“okay.”
“No. Why should we give up?”
“… … .”
The Duke, who had been staring blankly at the silent Rommel, spoke slowly.
“Father.”
“… … .”
“Douglas and I don’t know what Father saw or felt about that boy named Jack.”
Rommel stared at his eldest son in silence.
“You must have seen more than we did. So you must have taken the story of Count Mantis’s 15,000 men being killed literally. But.”
“but?”
“You didn’t see it yourself, did you? As I said before, 1% of it was true and 99% was false. It just seemed different depending on what the messenger meant. It’s just that you’re old and can’t see it properly.”
Rommel shut his eyes tightly.
This one was just different.
Intelligent creatures, including humans, take two approaches when faced with a seemingly absurd situation.
Avoid it or confront it.
Rommel avoided it.
Didn’t think about confronting him? I didn’t think about it.
Because even before Jack killed fifteen thousand troops, I already knew Jack Valantier was extraordinary, and I knew that he was more than extraordinary; I knew that he was a monster.
So when I heard that 15,000 people died, I thought to myself,
It was a good thing I didn’t make enemies in the first place.
That’s possible because you’ve avoided situations that obviously don’t make sense.
But the two sons in front of me did not avoid it, but faced it.
They can only stand up to it because they block part of their vision for their own desires, see only what they want to see, and believe only what they want to believe.
like this.
“Fifteen thousand, that’s a lot of troops. The ‘rumor’ is that there were four Masters, but who knows if all four were there? As you know, there are more Masters in the Tulcan Empire than you might think. They do this to avoid public attention and live a carefree life. The money Count Mantis paid was at least several tens of millions of gold. It’s more than enough to live a carefree life.”
Rommel was speechless.
As I said before, that’s why we come to such conclusions, because we only see what we want to see and believe what we want to believe.
“Of course, Jack Valantie and Valentine Milos are stronger than ‘common sense’. Of the many rumors, there must be some truth to them. But we must think about it. Did all four Masters and over ten thousand people really die? The past and the present are often embellished and exaggerated. Then let’s think about it again. Did all fifteen thousand troops, including the four Masters, really die?”
Friedrich laughs bitterly.
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“I don’t think so. That’s the kind of world it is.”
This thought occurred to me.
I feel like I was raised wrong.
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When he showed that he was trying to achieve something on his own, I had to be there to help him.
I should have fixed that tendency, from a young age, of becoming obsessed with something, not noticing anything else, ignoring reality, and only seeing what I want to see.
I should have listened to the whistle.
We should have taught them a lesson long ago: vain desires make fantasy and reality meaningless, and will ultimately lead to destruction.
I had to go beyond the whirlwind and just beat him until he was almost dead.
“This is the ‘Ascendant Territory’ where such ‘tricks’ do not work. I am the owner of that territory.”
Rommel did not bother to hide his complicated feelings.
It’s not too late.
“Come on, even now.”
I hear a snickers sound.
That was the voice of Douglas Ascendant, the second son, not the eldest, the captain of the royal guard and a mid-level master.
“Father, I’ll just say hello in advance. Thank you for your hard work.”
Then, another burst of laughter breaks out.
This time it was the eldest son.
“The time is now… … 09:34. I’m sorry, Father, but we have a lot to do today. We have to kill all the royals, Jack Valantie, and Valentine Milos, the hero from the past… … That is, we have to find and kill ‘that bitch’ who is pretending to be the hero from the past. Everything has to be done quickly.”
The Duke made eye contact with Douglas and smiled innocently.
“I’ll be back before dinner. I can serve you the Last Supper, so decide on the menu. Then we can have a deep conversation about your father’s final days.”
It seems like the two sons have already made up their minds.
That was the end.
The two sons turned around and left the prison.
Rommel just watched.
As I climbed the stairs, opened the prison door, and for a moment the two sons turned their heads.
Rommel almost shed tears.
Because I know this is the last time.
He told Jack that he would persuade his two sons, and he did, but his two sons would not listen.
Even though there was a way for them to survive, they were unable to see it and aimed their swords at Jack Valantier ‘first’.
If you don’t go to that meeting and send Rommel himself, things might get a lot easier.
The two sons don’t even think about it.
This goes without saying.
As a father, Rommel could not help but say:
“Don’t go.”
The two sons ignored Rommel and closed the door.
So the two of them didn’t hear.
“If you go, you die… … .”
A closed door does not open.
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* * *
I waited for a moment in front of the conference room building.
A door that is tightly closed.
And you can see quite a few knights guarding that door.
What’s interesting is that most of them are knights of the Knights Templar and House Ascendant.
I’m sure they told us to wait at least 20 meters away from the conference room, but what is this?
No, I’m sure the troops were gathered in one place just a moment ago, so why are they spread out like this?
I didn’t want to say anything, but to my eyes, which have a lot of experience in war, this is what it looked like.
The formation is ready.
A formation that seemed to have ‘surrounded’ the Academy conference room.
Hehe.
“Excuse me, sir.”
“……yes?”
One of the knights with a rather neat hairdo gulps.
Look at this.
“You must be very hot. You’re sweating.”
“……no.”
No, I can clearly see the sweat pouring down like rain.
“Huh? Now that I think about it, it’s strange. Even though I’m wearing a coat like this, I feel a little chilly. Why am I sweating so much? Should I get you a potion?”
“It’s okay… … Ahem, don’t worry. I’ll just accept your heart.”
I ended up laughing hysterically.
This is so obvious.
The board Gray prepared honestly felt a bit hastily put together.
But Gray made the best decision, and by my standards, he made a pretty good decision.
If you look at the results, all the guys who are going to kill you have gathered.
The problem is that since it wasn’t a game that was planned after careful consideration, there may be people who try to use the game that Gray created.
We must not ignore that possibility.
Because that’s war and strategy.
But the Royal Guard guards the conference room like this?
I glanced around and saw that there were about a hundred people around here, and inside, I could feel hundreds more people, more than I thought.
Wow, when did they prepare this?
I guess I didn’t see you because you were walking slowly down from the top of the tower.
anyway.
As I said before, it really doesn’t matter.
Strategy or war.
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That only works when you have ‘similar power’, how could it work on someone like me?
I turn my head to the side and see a green-haired man with an annoyed expression on his face.
Green Dragon Blanc.
I just brought it because I had a bad feeling about it, but it was a good choice.
“When you go in, behave yourself, okay?”
“……yes.”
Then he straightened his clothes.
The clothes I’m wearing now aren’t my usual training clothes.
It’s a historic scene that both my sister and Ron will be coming to see, so it’s impolite to dress up in such a sloppy manner.
Should we call it conquest?
Black coat with black cotton trousers.
There was something like a red decoration on the shoulder, and it was my first time wearing something like this.
I dusted off the dust and opened the conference room door.
Oh, wait a minute.
I forgot this.
