Episode 203
“Excuse me, sir.”
“… … Yes, go ahead, Jack Valantier.”
“I think we’ve roughly figured it out, so there’s no need to talk about it at length, right?”
“… … .”
“What you see in front of you right now, sir, is a crossroads between life and death. You see it in epics. People who accidentally slip and fall into the abyss while walking on a cliff, most of them survive and gain some kind of fate… … That’s all bullshit. Do you know what happens to most of the people who fall like that?”
“……well?”
“That’s usually how those people end up.”
As he made a motion to cut his throat with his hand and made a slurp sound effect, the knight gulped.
Looking at the reaction, I guess what I thought was right.
“Sir, you’re at the edge of a cliff right now. So choose wisely. You seem to be doing pretty well, so talk to the people around you. Is there anything more futile than a person living and then dying like a dog?”
“… … .”
“and.”
“That… is that right?”
“I just want to ask you one thing.”
The knight gulps.
“… … Is there anything you’re curious about?”
There seem to be roughly 7 circles.
The clothes he’s wearing seem to be classified as top-of-the-line armor for the Royal Guards, and judging by his eyes and other aspects, he’s someone I’ve never seen before, but he’s more polite than I expected, so I guess he has some sense.
“As I said before, there’s just one thing I’m curious about.”
The knight gulps again.
What on earth are you trying to ask? That’s the look on your face.
Actually, there’s nothing much.
He asked, shaking off his sleeves with both hands.
“Do I look okay now?”
“yes yes?”
“Are there any things that are messy or torn or anything like that? Don’t you know the saying that clothes make the man? I already have such a great body, so if the clothes don’t match the body, it looks really awkward and problematic. So how do you see it now?”
The knight looks blank.
Is this all you can ask?
How are the clothes? Do they suit you? Are there any wrinkles?
Are you saying that the original version is superior?
Wow. This guy is really crazy.
Real, he has that kind of expression that makes you think he’s really crazy.
I am generous and just let it go.
“What do you think?”
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“… … It’s okay… … No, it’s great. It’s really great.”
I burst out laughing.
That’s fortunate.
Chapter 3
Agares Teslan thought.
Douglas, the captain of the guards who had agreed with his will and had greatly helped in imprisoning his father and former king, King Magyar, and Duke Friedrich Assenble, one of the two pillars of the Teslan Kingdom, felt that something was strange.
Should I say that it seems like something unusual is being planned?
Judging from the fact that they are still talking about something in a corner, it wasn’t an unfounded speculation.
‘Come to think of it, I didn’t even ask where General Rommel went.’
The noble meeting that is about to be held here in the great conference room is the greatest noble meeting ever.
It is almost impossible for all the nobles residing in the kingdom, and all their heads, to gather in one place except for the ‘Succession Ceremony’, which is held once every few years or at most every few decades.
It’s open now, what’s the plot?
Agares was about to proclaim from this spot that he would soon ascend to the throne.
Isn’t this a well-organized plan anyway?
Agares concluded that this place was such a place.
Agares’ gaze then shifts to a woman and a man in a corner.
Agares thought.
‘It is truly beautiful.’
Should we call it a heavenly beauty?
Honestly, I’ve never seen it even once, but I’ve heard of it a few times because it’s so famous.
The most beautiful woman on the continent.
Elizabeth Valantier.
That straight nose and those eyes that seem to suck you in.
And an explosive body.
‘You are truly a monster. In the study of imperialism, such a thing is called the appearance of someone who would sell out a country.’
I had something to say to that woman too.
It’s a question of taxes.
A letter sent to the king’s palace a few weeks ago from Elizabeth Valanti clearly stated that not a single penny of tax would be paid to the kingdom in the future.
oh my god.
You don’t want to pay taxes?
Are you crazy?
It doesn’t matter that the Marquis of Valanti has expanded his power.
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I was thinking of strengthening my relationship with Jack Valantier, so in a way, it’s a stretch of the imagination, but in a way, we could become relatives.
Because it is very common in this world for today’s enemy to become tomorrow’s ally.
The problem is that the intention is very suspicious.
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The Duke of Ascension and his younger brother, the Captain of the Royal Guard, have a secret plot with a large family that refuses to pay taxes.
‘This is total chaos, Captain of the Royal Guards… What on earth are you thinking?’
Agares brought the cup on the table to his lips.
‘Master… … Amazing. Even if he’s a mid-level Master, he’s definitely amazing, but no matter how much I think about it, he’s not someone I can trust until the end.’
So Agares Teslan was now looking forward to it.
Jack Valantier.
I hope the moment comes when I can talk to him.
Wherever you look, isn’t he the kind of man who must unconditionally be on the same side as everyone else on this continent?
If you talk to him, the topic of taxes will naturally come up.
Agares was confident.
I have the confidence to convince Jack Valantier.
Squeak-!
Everyone turns their heads at the sound of the door opening.
Three men and women slowly walk in through the open door.
One man had green hair, was quite large in build, and had a fierce demeanor.
And a woman next to her.
Age: 12 or 13 at most.
The silver hair was unusual, but not enough to be bothersome.
The most important thing.
The man in the middle.
Taller than his peers, wearing black shoes, black cotton trousers, a black coat with golden stripes here and there, and short red epaulettes on his shoulders.
The boy was dominating this entire conference room just by walking.
Overwhelming presence.
I’m here.
I came in.
Everybody look at me.
I had the illusion that I was hearing that voice in my head.
In fact, everyone looks at Jack Valantier like that.
It wasn’t Jack Valantier’s will, it was just something everyone was aware of.
A conference room where everyone is gathered.
All the nobles gathered together, but the most important person, ‘he’, did not attend?
It’s strange not to be conscious of it.
He appeared just then, and Agares was stunned when he saw him.
‘… … Something is strange.’
Should I say that it feels cheap?
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I tried hard to ignore it.
Agares stood up and approached Jack Valantier.
I said something, but I don’t remember what.
Because.
With a snapping sound of fingers.
Kwaaaaang-!!
Boom-!
Around the conference room, which is almost five stories high and has all kinds of food prepared, there are windows, niche doors, and other rooms that have separate uses.
Because everything is closed.
Jack Valantier, he said.
“I guess you guys are having fun?”
* * *
All the nobles of the kingdom came.
One of the men catches my eye.
A character I’ve never actually seen, but who has appeared in conversations many times.
Mason Shearan, Gray Shearan’s father.
He served in the military for over 30 years, from the Chief of Staff of the 2nd Army Corps of the Teslan Kingdom to the Commander, and finally the Commander-in-Chief. After retiring at the age of 56, he spent over 10 years solely focusing on managing his territory. He was surprisingly sharp and had clear eyes.
I nodded briefly at him.
Should I say this is a thank you note for managing the Hermann Margraviate on my behalf?
He also bows to me.
And Roland Lynch, looking at me from the side.
You’ve been growing out a beard lately, and it goes well with the gold coat you’re wearing.
But the more I look at that beard, the more it looks like it’s been a bit tame. Come to think of it, isn’t it the way merchants have always been known to look like they’re flashy with money?
And beyond them were Ron and Aveiro, whom I had seen a while ago, and my sister.
And countless other nobles.
I really have a lot to talk about.
I just endured it.
A large table with small tables placed here and there.
There’s also wine and some pretty well-prepared food.
It feels like a ball.
In the middle of it all, a man approaches me.
It’s my first time seeing him, but I think I know him by his arrogant expression and the crown-like thing he’s wearing on his head.
That’s him.
Crown prince.
He is succeeding to the throne, Father… … That one guy.
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And the one who has not yet completed the succession to the throne.
“Haha, are you the famous Jack Valantier? Jim… … .”
I ignored it and flicked my fingers.
With a “ttaak” sound.
Boom-!
Kwaaang-!
All the doors closed at once.
An ominous atmosphere.
My sister’s expression hardens, and so does Mason, Gray’s father.
There were only two people, excluding me and my group, who had normal expressions on their faces.
One is Gray Cearan.
And the remaining one is Roland Lynch, the leader of the Continental Battlefield.
He looks at me.
I looked at him too.
He asks with his eyes.
‘Is this what you were talking about?’
He nodded.
Roland Lynch.
I’ve said this countless times, but I like the guy named Roland Lynch.
A person who is capable and willing to put his/her beliefs into practice.
I can’t hate it.
What would I have written when I sent a letter to him like that?
It was simple.
Just one line.
(If you want to witness a moment in history, come. If not, don’t come.)
As soon as he saw it, Roland expressed his intention to attend and is watching it now.
What happens next?
The repercussions of that event and the history that will be engraved and made known to the world.
“But there’s no answer. I asked if you were having fun.”
Laughter breaks out.
no.
“You stupid kids are laughing and joking without even knowing that you’re the ones who’ll get hurt. Even the informants working for the Adventurer’s Guild don’t fall for such an obvious trick.”
Everyone is confused.
In the midst of all this confusion, a man shouted.
“What are you trying to do!!”
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I glanced back and saw a middle-aged man holding onto the handle at the entrance to the conference room.
I tried to open it, but there’s no way it would open easily.
It’s closed because of ‘honki’.
“I won’t talk nonsense and embarrass you for no reason.”
I think I’ve said the same thing five times now, whether it’s a reason to kill or a reason to save.
You don’t have to do it now.
He raised his hand and patted our cell on the back.
Next, the guy raises his mana.
-[Polymorph]
A small bell rang and Cell’s body began to change.
From a child’s body to a dragon.
Everyone stares blankly at the sight of the race being completely replaced.
Among them, there were some who saw a dragon for the first time, but there were many who did not.
For example, the guy in the corner over there.
The man, who was strongly suspected to be the Duke of Malone, was showing off his wide-eyed skills by making facial expressions that said, ‘Why is that thing here?’
Here and there, everyone who knew about, heard about, or saw the cell firsthand reacted similarly to Malone.
Look at this.
That’s why the story becomes easier.
I gently placed my arm on Cell’s shoulder, who was now taller than me.
ruler.
“It seems like there are a lot of kids who are pricked, but don’t think too much and just think of one thing.”
I raised my head slightly.
Our cell.
He was smiling faintly, like a predator looking down at its prey.
Yeah, now it looks a bit like a dragon.
He looked at the guy and spoke slowly.
“Oh, I’m falling behind today… … something like that.”
Cell chuckled.
I laughed too.
