Episode 288
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“I will give you wealth, fame, women, everything.”
The man in front of me.
He had a rather impressive mustache, and the kind of looks that would have made a lot of women cry when he was younger, but, um,
This guy, if you look closely, he looks familiar.
Is it because I don’t show my sullen expression?
He speaks so passionately that saliva comes out of his mouth.
“If you need a building, I will give it to you. If you need mana users, I will give them to you. So, please become the king of our country.”
In the end, I burst out laughing.
“Why should I be your king?”
“… … That’s because you are the strongest man on this continent, the man most suited to the idea of self-respect.”
At first glance, it seems like the right thing to say.
Ishmael’s spirit is strong and proud.
The strongest man becomes king, and this is the nation of Ishmael, and there is one premise.
The premise is ‘in the kingdom of Ishmael’.
The spirit of the kingdom of Ishmael can be summarized as follows:
In the kingdom of Ishmael, the strongest man among those of Ishmaelite nationality becomes king.
The kingdom of Ishmael submits to such a strong man.
The Ishmaelite spirit of pride is that among those born and raised in Ishmael, the strongest man becomes king.
therefore.
“I wasn’t born in Ishmael?”
“That doesn’t matter.”
His moustache twitches.
As if this was the main point.
It’s as if he really wanted to say this.
What are you trying to say?
“We are considering a plan to fully allow dual citizenship. You can be a symbol, literally. If you want to be the king and rule, you can do so. If you don’t want to, you can have someone else do it for you. But in the end, the kingdom of Ishmael will be yours.”
I burst out laughing.
Oh, these guys are really funny too.
“Are you him?”
“……yes?”
Starting with the easy way of saying that the system is changing, its direction, and its appearance.
It certainly resembled the ‘queen’ I had seen in the castle of Ishmael.
Just like father and daughter.
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Well then, it’s obvious.
“The Duke of Panamero. Right?”
“Oh, that’s right. I forgot to introduce myself. Sorry.”
Seeing how it flows naturally, it seems like he definitely has the ability.
Look at that expression, it doesn’t change at all.
That’s the basic quality of politicians.
Why did such a gentleman make such a mistake?
And it looks pretty desperate now.
I suddenly became curious about this.
What would I look like in Panamero’s eyes?
Perhaps, it would seem like a very sinister smile.
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The Panamero was definitely smart.
The reason why the nation of Ishmael has been able to enjoy fame for over 10 years was largely thanks to the Panama.
That is a clear fact.
I just didn’t know it myself.
Originally, I should have been careful and made careful decisions, but I was unable to make them properly.
I blindly trusted my past experiences.
Blinded by greed.
What would Rommel and the others we’ve seen think?
I read their minds and created scenarios in my head.
The scenario made perfect sense and seemed very possible, so we went ahead and did it, and oh my goodness.
Jack Valantier was a real monster.
“Become the king of Ishmael! I will be loyal to you!”
The Panamero was desperate.
But Panamero himself knew it too.
The fact that this action now has a low probability of success.
I just feel like I want to grab hold of a rope.
The Panamero was definitely smart.
He was clearly a brilliant mind, enough to become the prime minister of a country.
I could tell because he had that extraordinary head.
If you want to make up for one mistake, there is no other answer.
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That’s really all there is to it.
This is your last chance and there will be no more chances.
Why on earth did I do that?
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Immortality, what’s all that?
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Suddenly this thought occurred to me.
That feeling that time is a waste.
I looked at the begging Panamero in front for a moment, then turned my gaze beyond it.
The wall behind the accommodation.
A man hiding his presence there.
“Hey, come out and see me.”
It reveals itself in a scary way.
One of the four masters who escort Samit.
I did give a brief introduction before, but I don’t remember.
So I just asked.
“What was your name?”
“This is Dun-Matteo.”
Yes, that was the name.
“What were you doing there?”
“… … I was watching these nobles.”
“surveillance?”
“It was an order from His Majesty.”
I tried to ask what it was, but I didn’t.
Because I explained it to you right away.
It wasn’t a long story.
So, that’s the point.
“Samit gave them a chance to kill themselves quietly, but now he doesn’t want to do that, so he’s making ‘another mistake’, right?”
“yes.”
Oh, really.
“Samit told you to make your own decisions. So why are you just leaving it alone?”
“… … That’s because there is something that must be done before that nobleman dies.”
I didn’t bother asking what it was.
To be exact, it would be more accurate to say that there was no water leak.
Because Panamero, who had been listening quietly, said this in a very surprised tone.
“Another mistake?”
Is this smart or stupid?
If Samit found out about what was happening right before his eyes, he would react like this.
First, your face will turn red with the energy bubbling inside you. Then, you will close your eyes and feel it right away.
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Shame, anger, insult, humiliation.
After feeling such mixed emotions, the big man will finally feel a great sense of doubt.
“The king of a country is alive and well, so you ask someone else to become the king? This is a complete disregard for Samit.”
“… … Uh… … Uh?”
Dun-Matteo quietly closed his eyes.
His Majesty the King, whom he serves, appointed him as prime minister, and his Majesty even married the prime minister’s daughter.
But the prime minister made a big mistake, and His Majesty gave him a chance even in such a situation.
A chance to die alone.
But the person who had been given that opportunity was now openly ignoring His Majesty.
“What is Samit doing now?”
“… … I still can’t come to my senses.”
“What about the lungs and arms?”
“I got treatment. I guess.”
“I guess?”
“It seems to be a mental issue. He is in a coma, and no one knows whether he will wake up today, a few days, or a few weeks.”
I waved my arms roughly.
“Don’t worry about it, I’ll come and wake you up later tonight.”
I turned my head again.
Panamero’s face turned pale as he fully realized what a mistake he had made.
Very, very pale.
Like a wax doll.
Let’s give them a light wave of our arms.
Thud- thud-
Everyone falls down.
“Take them all with you for now.”
“… … Where are you talking about?”
“Hell… … I want to say that, but just leave it in the palace. You say it’s useful? Let’s take care of it all at once when we stop by later tonight.”
Dun-Matteo nodded his head like that.
Then he bowed his head deeply to me and disappeared, taking all the nobles with him.
somehow.
I thought he was a bit small for a warrior, but he’s actually a wizard.
You’re really good at teleporting.
[It’s strange how things always work out when I’m with you.]
He shrugged.
“Isn’t this the fate of a popular man?”
[You’re good at joking.]
hmm.
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I’m not kidding.
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There are more people who like parties than people who don’t like parties.
I like parties too.
I like it.
I want to feel all those emotions 100%, but why are there so many people who are like this?
“Congratulations on your victory at Milos Academy. I am the Brandnew Marquis of the Cradle Kingdom… … .”
“You are truly amazing. I am an instructor in the Faculty of Magic at Matthias Academy and a member of the Disciplinary Committee… .”
“With this, Milos Academy has become the best academy on the continent. I am truly grateful. Oh, I… … .”
I ended up putting one hand on my forehead.
I had my suspicions since the Ishmaelite nobles were waiting outside, but I can’t believe it’s real.
A retreat for the children of Milos Academy.
So this large building is called a ‘hotel’, and there was a rather awkward atmosphere in the party hall there.
It’s true that you won, and it’s true that we should congratulate you, but shouldn’t we be doing this among ourselves?
Who are those people and why are they here?
etc.
But when I see these guys laughing in front of me without being able to read the mood, I can’t help but laugh.
But suddenly I’m curious.
“How did you guys get in here?”
“……yes?”
“That’s just… … .”
Although it is not very satisfactory by my standards, this accommodation is more secure than I thought.
To put it simply, it could be said that anyone trying to enter this accommodation will inevitably encounter three or four instructors.
At that moment, Benedict is seen entering the party hall.
There were several instructors next to him, and they seemed quite busy, as Benedict was pointing out various places in the party hall and giving instructions.
Then, you notice that there is something strange about the atmosphere at the party.
You can’t help but notice that there are people standing there who look like they are from another country.
Then he spots me and approaches me with the instructor next to him.
And then he said this.
“Ah, you are the people that the Confucius invited separately. Why didn’t you at least let me know in advance? Nice to meet you. I am Benedict, the head of the archery department at Milos Academy.”
Then we shook hands and that was enough to confirm it.
He didn’t know that either.
But it seems like it wasn’t the instructor next to Benedict.
I looked at him with my eyes and asked.
“What was your name?”
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“… … This is Morton, instructor of the Faculty of Magic.”
Morton.
One of the instructors under the roof had that name.
“Did you give them permission to come in?”
Instructor Morton flinched at the heavy tone, but soon nodded.
Benedict just had a blank expression on his face… … Wow, isn’t this chain of command a complete mess?
“Can’t you see the atmosphere right now? All the kids are awkward.”
“……sorry.”
He shook his head from side to side.
first.
“I’ll give you 10 seconds. All the kids who aren’t affiliated with our academy, get out within 10 seconds.”
“yes?”
“We did nothing wrong… … .”
“There is some misunderstanding… … .”
When I suggested that we have a party with the Academy kids, it wasn’t meant to be some kind of social gathering among nobles or anything, I just meant for the kids to all get together and have a meal together, but some weird guys suddenly got involved and are trying to turn it into a political issue.
This is the kind of thing I hate the most.
“If you don’t get out in 10 seconds, I’ll kill you all without exception, so if you want to die, just keep talking nonsense.”
I counted the count.
“10.”
“No, just a moment. Mr. Jack Valantier, we just wanted to congratulate you… … .”
“9.”
“Uh… … Uh huh?”
“8.”
Knock knock-
The footsteps were getting faster and faster.
Doo doo doo doo doo-
“7.”
“6.”
At around that time, I quietly opened my eyes.
All the instructors who were right in front of me have disappeared.
But it wasn’t just one person.
My gaze naturally shifts.
A hooded figure leaning against a wall in a corner.
“I told you before. Don’t even think about spying.”
Inyoung slowly pulled back her hood.
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Then it is revealed.
Black hair with a reddish tint, and a dense face.
Angela Hel, the Red Master and a close associate of Philippos, the current Emperor of Tulcan.
She asks with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.
“Am I really going? There’s something I want to say.”
“I don’t care, so get out. Before I break your arm off like Beckerman.”
Angela, who had read the truth, quietly put her hood over her head and went outside.
So there were no people from other countries at this party.
The atmosphere at the party was no longer awkward; it was now completely at rock bottom.
