The Returned Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Chapter 156
Daily Recovery (1)
1. Roel, the prince’s personal attendant.
Originally, she was a child who was loved by the palace maids because of her appearance and age.
In the bleak palace, there was no maid who did not feel love at the sight of her running around with a load of washed clothes on her head.
But it was only recently that such a simple evaluation strangely changed.
“That kid is… … .”
Knights and even nobles stood aside and watched her as she passed by.
It was a very serious look in his eyes.
“… … Yes, he is the disciple that Your Majesty is teaching.”
The first prince became a sword master at the young age of 21, and he was training his disciple. He even took him in as his personal attendant and taught him.
And it didn’t end there.
I heard rumors that the child came from the magic tower?
“There is a rumor that the great magician, Matapju, trained that child.”
“Huh… …! Is this a confirmed rumor?”
“It’s a rumor that spread from the royal palace and the magic tower at the same time, so it must be based on some basis.”
In other words, the child was both the Sword Master’s disciple and someone who had received instruction from the Great Wizard.
As is often the case with rumors, there is a high possibility that they are exaggerated… … but would there be smoke if there weren’t?
The nobles looked at Roel with eyes filled with awe and envy.
“One is a knight whose talents are unparalleled in history. The other is a great wizard who uses magic that is unique on the entire continent.”
“What a great talent you have… … .”
“Well, criminals like us wouldn’t know.”
At this point, things like unclear origins had no meaning.
A life where success is guaranteed to be greater than that of most nobles!
Its mere existence was enough to arouse the awe of those who saw it.
“… … .”
But Roel was completely unaware of the chaos around him.
He was moving somewhere with a calm, leisurely pace.
“It’s chicken… … Let’s eat.”
Peep!
… … Right, to the last griffon remaining in the royal family.
* * *
chuck-
“… … .”
Marquis Walter closed his eyes tightly as he looked at the papers thrown on the desk.
… … I don’t want to open it.
The moment you lift that, you will definitely experience the pain of embarrassment.
This means that it is likely that the increase in workload will not end there.
“Let me check.”
“… … .”
But the voice that followed left no room for escape.
Finally, the Marquis picked up the documents with trembling hands… … .
“… … Ugh!”
Soon, he rolled his eyes and fell backwards.
I shrugged my shoulders at the sight.
“That’s quite a joke.”
“I am not joking, Your Majesty!”
The Marquis jumped to his feet.
Then, without even noticing my eyes spinning around, he shoved the documents at me.
“What the hell is this?! What is the ownership of the gold mine, and what are all these items?!”
It was a contract proving that an agreement had been concluded with another country.
I answered nonchalantly.
“It is as you see.”
“Just as you see… … .”
“We decided to send goods to Esteban from another country.”
“Well, then, wouldn’t it be strange to give it away for nothing?!”
Common sense.
That word was also something the Marquis used to say these days.
But it was inevitable. That meant that just as many absurd things were happening.
… … Of course, it doesn’t seem like it’s anything I should worry about.
“I sold the formula.”
“……yes?”
“The ancient magic, the formula for Meteor Swarm, was sold to other countries.”
“… … .”
I raised the corners of my lips as I looked at the Marquis, who was holding his head in vain.
“I protested until the very end, but he soon gave up.”
The nobles who had been resisting, saying that they could not pay the price until the end, soon shut their mouths when the great wizard of Magia confirmed it.
-This is the exact formula for the magic used in Esteban.
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-Well, then in Magia… … .
-This is also not a breach of contract. As promised, Magia will pay a fair price to Esteban.
-… … Ugh.
okay.
The terms of the deal were simply for Esteban to reveal the formula, not for him to be able to use the magic.
Rather, if we look into it further, it is different from the original reason for disclosing the formula.
For them, it was like killing themselves.
“Well, I guess they couldn’t help it.”
What was surprising was Arendelle’s actions.
He did not participate in the auction simply to increase the value of the formula, but actually paid the full price offered.
Was it to repay a favor?
He seemed to think that if he could build trust with Esteban, he would be happy to pay.
“… … Phew.”
The Marquis, who was finally reviewing the contract as he handed it over, let out a sigh of resignation.
“I understand for now. We will have to decide where to use the goods we have received through internal meetings, but in the case of the gold mine, we will decide to sell it back to the country.”
“That would be fun too.”
I raised my teacup and furrowed my eyebrows slightly.
It’s convenient, after all.
Here, if you just bring the items, they will take care of it.
“Then, once the handling method is decided, send someone.”
“… … Yes, Your Majesty.”
After finishing my business, I left the Ministry of Finance.
The Marquis’s expression reflected in the doorknob was gloomy, but he ignored it cleanly.
When I returned to the office, I found Baron Vidor and George having a serious conversation about something.
“Oh, you’re here.”
“What’s going on?”
“Just now, those who were nobles of the Second Prince faction requested to see Your Majesty.”
“… … I see.”
I thought of the nobleman who had visited my office the other day, who had barged in and acted as if he was going to lick my feet.
He must have been very anxious because he couldn’t even send a message for a while due to the Continental Congress.
“What would you like to do?”
The Baron asked cautiously, but I responded indifferently.
“How is the investigation progressing?”
“Yes? Oh, we are still thoroughly investigating whether there are any related individuals.”
“Then tell them to come back after the investigation is over.”
Squeak-
Then he slowly leaned back in his chair and muttered coldly.
“If I can survive until then.”
I had already decided long ago what to do with them.
The innocent will survive, but those who are even slightly guilty will not escape punishment.
‘It is the same even if one commits a sin before returning.’
Those who betrayed me.
… … and those who will betray me.
I wanted to take this opportunity to sort them out.
So, I had no intention of wasting my time meeting ‘sinners’ during this time.
The only people we meet are those who have been proven to be innocent.
‘It’s also fun to see someone paralyzed with fear.’
As I was thinking like that, I suddenly realized that there was one person missing.
“… … Where is that guy?”
“Oh, are you talking about that boy, Roel?”
The Baron took out the pocket watch in his bosom, checked it, and answered.
“I guess he must have stopped by the back of the palace by now.”
“Behind the palace?”
The place where the headquarters of the now-defunct First Knights was ‘located’.
And now there is nothing left.
“There will be nothing there now.”
“Let’s make a furrow between our eyebrows,” said George, hesitantly, for a long time.
“Actually, the temporary griffon breeding facility was moved over there.”
“griffon?”
“Wasn’t there a sickly guy there?”
“… … Yeah, there was something like that too.”
Most of the griffons that hatched from eggs are already being raised by dwarves in the Galder Plains.
But just one.
The griffon, which woke up after hatching, was raised by the royal family due to circumstances.
The griffon he’s talking about is probably that guy.
But that would definitely be left to George to manage.
But now, the news that Roel is there… … .
“You’ve passed on the work you were given again.”
“I didn’t pass it on, I just liked it… … .”
The guy avoided eye contact.
It was a silent affirmation. From chores to the management of the Griffin, everything was passed on to his successor.
I said, narrowing my eyes at the sight of him being teased.
“You must have a lot of time left since you’ve taken care of all the chores.”
“No, well, not necessarily… … .”
“Then, from today onwards, you will share in the Baron’s work.”
“… … .”
George was lost in thought as he recalled the Baron’s hellish workload. His face was almost as pale as a troll’s.
But I didn’t add anything else, because I knew that if I opened my mouth even once, my workload would double.
In the end, I dug my own grave.
‘… … By the way, it’s a griffon.’
I looked out the office window at the garden reflected in the sky.
When they first took over the palace, things were not going well, but judging from the fact that no reports have come in until now, it seems that the remaining one has not caused any trouble.
It’s just strange to think about those damned personalities.
“Would you like to go and check it out?”
The Baron asked.
I nodded slightly in agreement.
“Let’s do that.”
Since it was under royal control anyway, there was a need to check it out.
In addition, there was a need to check on Roel’s achievements as he grew up. Now that daily life was returning to normal, that level of leisure was possible.
“To guide you.”
* * *
A pen set up behind the palace.
My doubts were quickly put to rest when I discovered the creature inside the enclosure.
“… … small.”
Peep?
The griffon there was so tiny.
Even when its wings are fully spread, it is only about eighty centimeters in size.
It was so big that you would believe it had just hatched from an egg.
Considering that it had already been quite some time since it was born, it was inevitable that its size would feel inadequate, both in terms of its activity level and its body size.
‘Was there a reason there was no commotion?’
My eyes squinted involuntarily.
“I don’t think it was originally such a small creature.”
“haha…….”
“What are the scholars saying?”
The griffon’s keeper scratched his head as if in trouble.
“Oddly enough, this child seems to have slowed down in growth. Scholars speculate that this is a side effect of being born well after the expected hatching date.”
“… …The conclusion is that we don’t know the cause.”
It’s only natural, since it was a creature that not much was known about.
Inside the pen, Roel was playing with it without saying a word.
George approached me stealthily and spoke confidently.
“What did I tell you? I said that you did it all because you liked it.”
“Shut up.”
“… … .”
I asked, dismissing the pathetic remark.
“Anything else wrong?”
“Yes, there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with your health itself.”
“I see.”
It didn’t matter since it was going to be used for research anyway, but if things go as they are, it probably won’t even have any value for research purposes.
Then suddenly George’s eyes began to sparkle as he remembered what the scholars had been saying in passing.
“They say griffon meat is such a delicacy.”
Peep?!
The griffon’s body inside the enclosure can be seen twitching, as if its ears are sharp.
Likewise, Roel also ran out in a hurry and grabbed George’s collar.
“Chicken is… … not going to be eaten… … .”
“No, that, that’s not it.”
Instead, the one who was embarrassed was George, who had been talking excitedly.
Now there was no time to feel sorry.
I watched the scene silently, then turned around and left the pen.
“… … Hey, where are you going?”
“Matap.”
I heard Baron Vidor’s panicked voice, but I did not stop walking.
