Episode 7
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“That’s too much greed.”
Even though we’ve gone back in time, we don’t know everything about what will happen in the future.
What I know is not the process or the flow, but the result.
Literally, I only know the outcome.
The kingdom was destroyed, the marquisate was destroyed, and the Tulcan Empire unified the continent.
But the results alone can tell us a lot.
First of all, the Marquis of Valanti is very greedy.
To be exact, he is just greedy.
Not content with the title of Marquis, he harbors neat ambitions to become a Duke, and even a King, but that’s all.
“I didn’t even do anything to steal the land, and I thought that if I married my older sister to the prince, the name of the empire would change to the Valanti Empire.”
Although the 4th Prince is more ambitious than expected, he is nothing compared to the current crown prince.
He’s just a guy who’s good at standing in line, but you can’t say he’s capable.
However, Marquis Valanti seemed to be quite capable, so he sold his older sister to the 4th prince.
This means that not only the ability to judge, but also the ability to gather information is at rock bottom.
Let me be honest.
The Marquis de Valantier is a frog in a well.
To be honest, if the current Teslan Kingdom was all the background of the chessboard, the Marquis of Valanti would certainly have been able to change the name of the country.
That’s a possible assumption, not because the Marquis of Valanti is exceptionally capable, but because the current situation in the Kingdom of Teslan is a total mess.
But if the vast backdrop of this chessboard is the Tulcan Empire, the story is very different.
The Tulcan Empire struck the well with the palm of their hand as if shooing away flies, and the well was buried.
The important thing is that the Marquis of Valanti, the Kingdom of Teslan, and the other kingdoms, who only know the world inside the well, are all unaware of this fact.
I don’t want to make the mistake of generalizing, but most people, including the Marquis, underestimate the power of the Tulcan Empire.
Therefore, the Marquis’ ambition is vain, futile, and even wrong in its approach.
It’s simple.
The ambition of an incompetent person who is only greedy will end in unconditional destruction.
And will such an incompetent person perish alone?
Whether they were stepping on each other, holding hands, or sharing blood, they were all bound to meet the same outcome.
Because that’s the kind of world it is.
‘Should I call it a sand castle facing a tsunami? Or a small ship about to sink?’
Isn’t that a pretty apt analogy?
Oh, really.
“I’m worried.”
Lying in bed, wiggling my toes, I didn’t look worried at all, but I was really worried at this moment.
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As I told my sister last night, unless I get thrown into the mountains right away, the great continental war that is about to break out will inevitably affect me, either directly or indirectly.
“I don’t want to get involved in a war.”
Crucially, I absolutely hate the Teslan Kingdom.
To be exact, I hate the royal family of the Teslan Kingdom.
To put it simply, it’s about ten times as much as I hate the Marquis Valanti.
However, it is ridiculous to be swayed by the affairs of the Tulcan Empire or Kingdom.
The current image of me that the world sees is that of an idiot and a moron.
And he is the youngest son of the Marquis of Valantier, and a worthless idiot who can’t do anything.
No kidding, those are the words that describe me right now.
But that’s not the case anymore.
Then it’s simple.
There is no need to think deeply about purpose and goals.
As we concluded last night, we just need to get our strength back.
What will be left after that?
It’s simple.
The reigning beggar.
That’s what I did in my past life. In fact, that’s what I do best.
As I said before, two things are needed to do that.
Time and power.
The purpose has been set, and the direction has been determined.
then.
I guess it’s time to start now.
Then, I turned my head slightly and saw the soldier who had been examining the broken lock tilt his head and then opened the iron bars and came inside.
He says.
“Three Princes, you are free.”
Although he had no rank insignia, the leather armor he was wearing had a pattern of iron bars on the chest, indicating a guard.
He must be a soldier and one of the guards in charge of this prison.
“Can’t you hear me? You’re free.”
Although the informal speech really bothered me, I just let it be.
Because I am a broad-minded man.
A man who wants to rule the world must not be narrow-minded.
I just got up from the bed and started walking.
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But there was a problem.
The guard, who was tilting his head as he looked at the broken part of the bars once more, was blocking my path.
Then the guard turns his head.
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At that moment, our eyes met.
Just as I was about to say goodbye, something very surprising happened.
The guard glared at me with his eyes wide open.
surprisingly.
To my surprise, the guard was speaking with his eyes.
Close your eyes, he said.
I feel like I’m hearing voices in my head.
and.
oh my god.
It was such a refreshing shock that I was momentarily speechless.
Wow… … My goodness, I can’t help but exclaim in admiration.
“What are you just staring at… … .”
“hey.”
Let’s look up at the guy quietly, and he flinches slightly and steps back.
I took a step forward and asked.
“Am I your friend?”
“… … .”
“Answer me, kid. Am I your friend?”
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Warden Jonathan was very confused by what was happening.
The third son of the Marquis de Valanti, who was known for being mentally retarded, was such a pitiful child that it was rumored that he would hesitate or even whine when soldiers or servants openly scolded him.
Some might say it’s just a rumor spread by malicious gossip, but Jonathan, who lives in the inner city, knows the rumor is true.
Is that all?
Until recently, the Jack in front of him was a little boy who couldn’t even meet his own eyes.
But how should I explain this appearance now?
The mouth is smiling, but the eyes are not smiling.
Even those eyes were cold.
Although the comparison was ambiguous, Jonathan, who had seen countless criminals, now saw the three princes as murderers.
Not a murderer who killed dozens of people, but the worst ghost who killed millions, tens of millions, or even more.
“That’s strange. Did I ask a difficult question? Well, you’re not my friend, are you? Then let me ask you something else. Who am I?”
“… … This is the third prince.”
“I see, but what is your rank?”
class.
Jonathan swallowed.
“… … I am the 4th squad leader of the military police.”
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“Then, the military police squad leader is high, and the third son of the Marquis is high?”
“… … .”
Jonathan hesitated for a moment to answer, but Jack didn’t wait for him.
Pfft-!
He mercilessly struck Jonathan’s calf.
“Ugh.”
“Let’s answer quickly. From now on, I will only ask one question. Who is more important, the squad leader or the three marquisates?”
“Three… …Your Majesty is exalted.”
“No. Strictly speaking, I’m not a squad leader, I’m just the youngest with no rank.”
“… … .”
“But this is also ambiguous. You are a member of the Valanti Territory Military Police, right? So before your position, the people you are supposed to protect are people who use the Valanti name. Do you talk nonsense to the people you are supposed to protect? Did you talk nonsense to my sister? Elizabeth, have you eaten? Something like that?”
“no.”
“But why didn’t you tell me?”
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”
Jack tilts his head.
“You’re a weird kid. Why would you do something you feel sorry for? And earlier, you were glaring at me. Is that what I thought it meant?”
“……yes?”
“That was supposed to make me roll my eyes, wasn’t it?”
Jonathan was left speechless at the sight of Jack asking with a big smile.
Are these three princes in front of me really the three princes I knew all along?
Jonathan felt his thoughts becoming tangled like a tangled ball of yarn.
And Jack didn’t wait for Jonathan’s answer.
Jack’s fist extended towards Jonathan’s stomach.
Jonathan thought.
Should I defend or dodge?
But those worries were pointless.
Before he could do anything, Jack’s fist landed on his stomach.
Pfft …
“Keuk… … .”
Jack’s fist is a fist that shatters iron bars.
Normally, a 1st circle mana user can’t break the iron bars no matter what they do.
But Jack could.
The reason this was possible was because Jack was unrivaled in his mana management skills.
Usually, mana users use a common method of distributing mana evenly throughout the body to amplify overall physical abilities.
For example, the second one, Peylon, hit his head on the marble and the marble shattered because Peylon had mana wrapped around his entire body.
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But Jack didn’t use mana that way.
Jack felt it was a waste to distribute all the mana from the circle throughout his body, so he eventually created his own method of mana management.
A kind of selection and focus.
If you can concentrate all your mana into one part of your body, you can generate power far greater than if you spread it out over your entire body.
Of course, the other side that is not covered in mana becomes no different from a normal person’s body.
This is the only side effect, and ironically, what covers this side effect is also the mana management ability.
Jack was an undefeated warrior who had never lost a single one-on-one duel in the past, and while the Empire referred to him as the Sword Ghost, some also called him the Emperor of Swords and the Ruler of Mana.
Clearly, it wasn’t a skill that just anyone could imitate.
And now, the same fist that had shattered the iron lock struck Jonathan in the stomach.
Jonathan’s mind becomes confused as his body is shaken and his internal organs are torn apart in agony.
Just as Jonathan’s body was about to fall forward, Jack reached out and grabbed Jonathan’s head.
“I don’t usually say things like this, but I’ll tell you something. Open your ears and listen carefully.”
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”
Jack shook his head.
“Other than that, okay. Even if the opponent looks young and pathetic, there might be something hidden like that. You have to be careful of that kind of thing. That way, you can live a long life.”
Jonathan was unable to respond to Jack’s advice.
Incredibly, the fighting spirit and murderous intent emanating from Jack’s body was beyond what a mere soldier, Jonathan, could handle.
“I have this in my bones. I gave you such valuable advice, so of course I should be paid for the tuition, right?”
“……yes?”
Jack let Jonathan’s hair go.
But could it be an illusion?
Jonathan felt the dagger sheath on his waist become a little lighter.
Then I felt a pain in my left finger as if it was going to snap off, and before the pain could reach my brain, I felt the same pain in my right hand.
I could see it when I turned my head.
The sight of ten fingers spurting blood after losing their master.
“Ah… … Aaaahhhhh! My hand!! My hand!!”
It wasn’t the end.
If my eyes weren’t faulty, then clearly the sword was coming from one eye.
Please, I hope I saw it wrong.
Jonathan prayed fervently even in his pain.
But the prayer was meaningless.
Phew-!
