Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 333

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Episode 333

Antonio looked at Jack with a strange look as he lowered his arm as if it was difficult to shake his hand.

Jack’s words seemed to indicate that he already had a ‘surname’ in mind that he wanted to use.

As if something was blocking it.

I want to use it, but I don’t think I can use it yet.

Words with that kind of nuance.

Certainly Antonio felt that way.

‘This guy is definitely not as much of a dog as I thought.’

Although the individual’s power, position, and atmosphere were already higher than normal, they were still young.

It’s not like it’s a prejudice or anything, I was just young.

I shouldn’t look at it that way, but I guess I should say it looks a bit naive.

Antonio felt as General Rommel felt.

This guy will grow more.

I guess it will grow in some way.

Apparently Antonio thought so.

“But what good is fishing if you release every fish you catch?”

Jack asked as if he was genuinely curious.

Antonio said casually.

“That’s the fun of fishing.”

“… … ?”

“It’s something that seems like it’s possible to catch, but it’s not easy. Even if you actually catch it, you don’t want to see the results. You know what the results will be, but you don’t want to take it out and check it. You want to go back to the same waiting state as before. That kind of thing.”

Jack’s expression changed bizarrely.

“I didn’t know the world of fishing could be this mysterious.”

“That’s because you’re young.”

Jack burst into laughter as if he had just had a blast, and Valentine, who was sitting on Jack’s shoulder, also smiled faintly.

Because it wasn’t a wrong statement.

* * *

That evening, a banquet was held at the Cradle Palace.

It’s so obvious, but it’s a banquet, and it’s a banquet hosted by the king.

There are even rumors that the eldest son of the Grand Duke’s family, Antos Yoram, has returned alive.

It was only natural that all the nobles of the Cradle Kingdom would gather at the palace.

The banquet starts at 6pm.

The current time is 17:20.

Elizabeth was in private with King Deidamea.

Deidmia started by adding a footnote.

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“I have no objection to Jack Valantie being installed as the leader of the United Kingdoms. In fact, it would be strange to object. He is truly a remarkable man.”

For anyone who saw Jack’s recording of the crystal ball, this reaction was natural.

However, gaining political advantage from it was a different matter.

“As you know, our Cradle Kingdom is located on the continental map, with two sides bordered by the sea, one side by Tulcan, and one side by Canaan. Although small, it also borders the Forest of the Demon Beasts. There is much to think about. So, how about deploying ‘troops’ around the country under a ‘good cause’? In the name of the alliance, of course.”

“And I heard that it has a close relationship with the Continental Battlefield. However, I think that the fees for this Continental Battlefield should be reduced for the sake of the national finances. We have many forces that we need to keep in check.”

“This is an extension of what I said earlier, but in order for the Kingdom Alliance to be united, shouldn’t we first resolve the minor conflicts that have arisen? There is constant friction near the border with Canaan. I would like you to mediate this matter.”

etc.

Deidmia had many demands.

These were demands that Elizabeth, as an envoy, could not accept.

What was interesting was Elizabeth’s attitude.

“great.”

“great.”

“It’s okay.”

“Oh, how about doing it this way? I think this would be better for the ‘Cradle Kingdom’.”

To anyone else, Elizabeth would have looked like a cradle-born person.

Deidamia, who was having a monologue, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Generous.

I laughed so happily.

Good.

‘The cradle will soar once more.’

By the way, the first quality of a bad politician is that he issues empty promises.

Elizabeth was issuing a lot of blank checks.

“Oh, by the way. There’s one thing I’ve been wondering about.”

“Please speak.”

“Honey, have you decided on a marriage partner?”

The corners of Elizabeth’s mouth slightly curve into a smile.

“Not yet.”

“Really? That’s too bad. From the perspective of my father, not my king, a woman should meet a good man since ancient times. Isn’t that right?”

“That is a very valid point.”

That was when.

There is a loud knock on the door outside, as if something urgent is happening.

But Deidamia.

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“Didn’t I tell you to be gentle around me?”

He shouted in a voice that was loud enough to make the king lose his temper.

To Deidara, it seemed that no matter what was happening outside, what was in front of her was the most important thing.

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Elizabeth’s voice was so captivating that Deidamia was completely absorbed in the conversation.

Eventually, the man who had knocked on the door backed away.

That led to a natural atmosphere of ventilation, and Deidmia smiled affectionately and asked.

“What about our crown prince?”

Orion Cradle, the first and rightful heir to the throne of Deidamia, was known throughout the continent for his debauchery.

He was a true and illustrious scoundrel.

This time, Elizabeth gave an unexpected answer.

“If you are the Crown Prince of Orion, aren’t you an incredibly great person who is decisive and always sees through to the end of anything you start?”

Since ancient times, there has been no father who dislikes praising his child.

It was the same with Deidmia.

He was just that kind of father, not caring if his children were acting up.

“Yes. You know it well.”

“Of course. But I wonder if something like that would suit someone like that… … Your Majesty, I am more worried.”

“Oh, what are you talking about? Then, if I formally propose marriage, can I assume that I will get a positive response?”

Elizabeth answered with a smile.

“Of course.”

The second basic quality of a bad politician is not to keep empty promises.

Elizabeth, who was talking as if anything was okay, was very different from usual.

But Deidara had to think.

What on earth was the man trying to say when he approached her in a hurry while she was having a private conversation?

Perhaps the news the man brings is because of ‘something’ happening outside.

What are the numerous nobles who have already arrived in the capital before the banquet begins doing?

Deidmia must have thought about it.

Before I lose my mind to Elizabeth in front of me.

I should have thought about it.

* * *

Humans are foolish.

Because I keep making the same mistakes.

Because it is that kind of creature.

5:30 p.m.

While Elizabeth was having a private meeting with King Deidamia, Antos was gathered together with many nobles.

Those who are directly or indirectly related to the Grand Duke’s family.

Those who patted Antos on the head, gave him gifts, and said nice things to him when he was young.

As the king’s power grew stronger, these people were naturally pushed out of the center of power.

These are the people who tried to personally investigate the tragedy of the Grand Duke’s family, but the investigation itself was blocked by the king.

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Those who were demoted.

Their number was not smaller than expected.

First of all, there are a total of 19 nobles who can attend the ‘banquet’ within the palace.

That is, 19 territories.

And hundreds of knights and a similar number of wizards camped outside the castle.

They were those who had benefited from the past favors of Grand Duke Jeras.

Are they the only ones?

Administrators, young merchants, and even onlookers who wanted to see for themselves the rumor that the Grand Duke’s son had returned alive.

Their numbers amounted to thousands.

This would never have happened if Grand Duke Jeras had been an ordinary noble.

A true nobleman.

A person who was noble but also kingly, commoner-like, and fair.

That’s the kind of man Jeras was, and that’s why this happened.

In a situation where a large crowd had gathered around the palace, the main character, Antos, quietly closed his eyes.

The first thing that came to mind was my conversation with Elizabeth.

A conversation with Elizabeth on the ship before coming to the cradle.

‘Have you decided?’

‘Yes, I have decided. Antos Cradle, I will use that name.’

‘What can I do for you?’

‘Please tie Deidamia up in one place until the banquet begins.’

‘Other than that?’

‘doesn’t exist.’

Did that Anthos seem a bit too much?

Elizabeth gave the three Masters who had been guarding her to Antos.

And now I’m trying to tie up Deidmia without any trouble.

Antos raised his head.

Rixby, the captain of the guard of the Cradle Kingdom.

Earl Donovan, who rules the southern region of the Cradle.

The Marquis of Mist is in charge of the border with Tulkan, the eastern region that can be called the yolk of the cradle.

And Duke Darmian, who commands the naval forces of the Cradle.

And so on.

Antos said, looking at them all.

“Why was the Grand Duke’s family destroyed? Why did they have to die?”

The banquet hall became quiet.

It was still the time when food preparation was in full swing, but there were no servants.

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A banquet hall where only nobles are gathered.

“Listen for yourself.”

Antos raised his head and looked at Knight Commander Rixby.

20 minutes ago, Antos told him.

‘A man will come. When I give the signal, bring him inside.’

Now Anthos has just sent the signal.

Rigsby turned his head and gestured to the guards.

One door bursts open.

There a man came inside.

Short hair, short beard, thick eyebrows and bronzed skin.

He looked like a mercenary.

Some people who recognized him muttered quietly.

“… …Who is it… …?”

“… … You look familiar… … .”

Jack left the Marquis of Valanti a few days after his return.

A mercenary group I met on my way to meet Valentine.

John Doe, leader of the Fire Ant Mercenaries.

He revealed his real name to Jack before they broke up.

Dynasty.

He was identified as the main culprit who destroyed the Grand Duke’s family.

Ironically, the nobles present did not recognize him.

“There are many familiar faces, but you still don’t recognize them.”

As soon as they hear his unaltered voice, some people make an “Ah!” expression.

“This is Dynastismo. It’s been a while.”

The banquet hall became quiet as I revealed my name.

Complete silence.

Anthos made a pledge long ago.

I will take revenge.

I will find those connected to those who killed my family and kill them all.

He trained his sword for that purpose and naturally began to dream of becoming the strongest swordsman on the continent.

But is that really right?

Could it be that I was hiding from reality by hiding behind something called time?

Jack easily accomplishes and accomplishes things that others cannot and would not dare to think of.

The body was young and the way it collapsed every time it used strong force could not be simply summarized with the word ‘strong’.

It is the appearance of one who does not hide.

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A completely opposite image of myself, hiding in time and looking forward to the future.

Antos realized that.

Antos in the Cradle Kingdom, although not as powerful as Jack, could still do many things when he put his mind to it.

Even if there is something to lose.

If we don’t turn away from reality and don’t hide behind time.

The sword of Antos can be pointed at anyone in the Cradle Kingdom at any moment.

Because he is the eldest son of the Grand Duke family.

Antos simply realized and put into practice what he realized.

Because that’s what I learned from Jack.

“Today, much of the history of the cradle will change.”

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