The Precious Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Chapter 161
Investiture Ceremony (3)
“What is this?”
George’s face suddenly crumpled.
A golden letter delivered to him this morning.
At first I thought it was a prank, but how could a fake letter escape his notice?
-The awarding of the title to your Majesty will also take place after the investiture ceremony.
-Please prepare in advance to avoid any disruption to the award ceremony.
No matter how I looked at it, the golden letter was authentic.
Something of the same kind as the letter that should have been given to the Baron.
In other words, it was a warning.
As George struggled to understand the absurd situation, the King’s men burst into the room.
“George Hegmes, kneel down and receive the command of His Majesty the King.”
“……this.”
Envoys coming in boldly, carrying golden parchments.
George knelt down with a look on his face that said, ‘It’s finally here.’
George’s eyes were distorted and glared at the man who had planned this.
‘This guy is really… … .’
1st Prince.
There was no one else who could have planned such a thing except the First Prince.
Knowing that, I could also understand the intention.
‘How much are you planning to exploit me… …!’
George had no choice but to swallow his bitter tears and accept the royal order.
Literally, it was forced.
* * *
The normalization of the capital was completed about four days before the investiture ceremony.
Finally, the capital city, which had been under restricted access for quite some time, has returned to its normal appearance.
……no.
It would be a stretch to simply say that it was his usual appearance.
Because at first glance, the appearance after the cleanup was different from the past.
“oh my god!”
A restricted area that stretched from the city walls to the capital.
There, a perfectly paved road and defensive facilities were in place.
The old-fashioned floors were now covered with sturdy bricks that needed no further maintenance, and outside the castle there was a road that made passage easier.
And that’s not all?
Countless artifacts installed along the wider roads automatically illuminated the surroundings as darkness fell, and guard posts rose up accordingly.
Literally, large-scale construction was underway under the pretext of maintenance.
Naturally, people’s reactions were positive.
“I heard that the road extends to the nearby estates!”
“I heard they’re planning to build roads all over the country?!”
“The flow of goods will be more stable than before.”
The construction of the road was the beginning of a commercial revival.
But the reason why this has not been possible until now is because Esteban is not a very wealthy country.
But then, all of a sudden, a lot of roads that acted like blood vessels were laid down.
They even increased the number of guard posts, saying they would strengthen public security.
It was so obvious that a positive response was inevitable.
And this soon led to trust in the current royal family.
“Haha, it’s all thanks to the efforts of the First Prince that things turned out like this.”
“Prince… … but he is cruel and stupid… … .”
“You bastard! Have you forgotten that it was a rebel incitement? Everything those authors said was a lie!”
“Was that so?”
“Just think about it, would all this have been possible without the Prince?”
We rescued the dwarf and discovered mithril.
They were making huge profits by selling such mithril to the Holy Empire, and the lower trade costs even caused the prices of daily necessities to fall compared to before.
Even thanks to the domestic production of raw materials that were purchased from the Federal Empire, artifacts have become so widespread that even commoners can now obtain them… … .
As if that were surprising enough, they have recently received orders for a massive amount of gold coins.
Naturally, as the royal budget became surplus, tax rates also gradually began to fall.
Is there anything that touches the hearts of citizens living their daily lives as much as that?
For the common people, who were slow to get news, the agitation left by Duke William still lingered, but the comfort far outweighed it all.
Now all such things were bound to become useless.
“Those rebels only thought about filling their own stomachs. Do they even care about the lives of the poor common people?”
“surely……!”
Now, trust in the royal family has reached a level close to blind faith!
“Remember, life is becoming more prosperous because of Him.”
“Oh! Indeed!”
“Perhaps if you become crown prince, our lives will be better than they are now.”
That person wants to become the crown prince.
It became a seed of hope for the citizens.
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And of course, such public opinion quickly reached my ears.
“What do you think is the most important quality for a saintly king?”
I asked into the empty space.
But soon the answer came.
“I will answer cautiously, thinking that it might be… … the right decision.”
… … It was the Second Knight Commander, Edward.
I raised the corners of my lips and took back my sword.
Then, the body with its heart pierced fell miserably to the floor.
“Wrong.”
“… … .”
The eyes looking at the corpses of the 2nd Prince’s faction nobles are infinitely cold.
The black sword dripping with blood flashes more cruelly than anyone else’s.
The crimson blood that had stained the carpet ran down the hem of his cloak and soaked his trousers.
And I said.
“A saintly king comes from absolute power and strength.”
No matter how good your decision-making skills are, if you can’t control them, you’ll just become prey.
A virtuous king who is not swayed by others is no different from a tyrant who does whatever he wants.
It was in the distant future that I realized that the Holy King was a being built on top of a corpse.
So I was finally able to stand there.
“To the leopards that come after me, I appear like a tyrant.”
And to my people the appearance of a saint.
The blood flowing from the bodies of the nobles who are busy sucking blood will soon become the hope of the people.
It will also serve as a support base for absolute power.
“It’s almost time.”
The investiture ceremony is approaching.
* * *
Widely spread white pillars.
The soaring glass ceiling, as if to show off the royal majesty, only brings awe and fear to all who watch.
This place is decorated with marble and colorful jewels.
It was a space created specifically for the investiture ceremony.
“Little Sun of Esteban! Prince Allen Esteban is ascending the podium!”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The nobles’ hearts beat to the sound of the magnificent drums.
That appearance even created the illusion that he was controlling the hearts of the nobles.
And likewise, the footsteps of the first prince, who was stepping forward in accordance with him, already had the aura of imperial majesty.
Who would deny man’s position now?
Esteban was no longer a weak country that only cared about its neighbors.
Moreover, it has now acquired a status that is worthy of its name as the Land of Knights.
The growing power of the military and the military power cultivated in the North will solidify its spirit and eventually make its name known throughout the continent.
You will grow tall with a unique strength that no one else has.
It was only this man’s power that made it possible.
‘Allen Esteban.’
Suddenly, confidence appeared in the eyes of the nobles who had been gripped by fear, and soon the man climbed up onto the stage.
And further on, he knelt on one knee before the king.
The sunlight streaming down from the ceiling illuminated both the crown and her brilliant silver hair.
“Greetings to His Majesty the King, the beacon of all knights and the leader of the Kingdom of Esteban.”
“1 Prince, raise your head.”
When the king’s permission was granted, the first prince raised his head.
Sling-
A noble sword emerged from the king’s waist.
The first national treasure symbolizing the king’s authority and the prosperity of the royal family.
It was Estella.
And the first question fell away.
“Does the prince promise not to overlook the people’s difficulties and always lead them on the right path?”
“I swear.”
Estella landed on the first prince’s left shoulder.
And then the next question followed.
“Does the Prince swear to devote himself to Esteban?”
“I swear.”
As if he had engraved that determination on his whole body and was determined to do so.
This time Estella landed on his right shoulder.
“Finally, the first prince swears that he will not neglect his duty under any circumstances.”
“I swear.”
And finally Estella landed on the first prince’s head.
Like a crown shining on the king’s head.
The contrast of colors poured into the eyes of all the nobles.
A determined look was exchanged between the two men, and the king roared like a beast, as if to announce Esteban’s next move.
“Listen!”
“… … !”
Kookung!
The nobles shuddered at the voice that came closer, more powerful than the sound of the drum.
He steeled his wits as if he would not let out even a single word of the voice that followed.
All eyes were on the king and he shouted again.
“The heart is for the people! The arm that holds the sword is for the country!”
… … Lastly, the head will be burned in its entirety and dedicated to this land.
If you fail to keep your oath, you are prepared to lose it all.
That was the standard Esteban’s next leader had to follow.
“Right now, at this very moment! I hereby declare before all the people that Allen Esteban is the crown prince who will succeed Jim!”
“insect!”
chuck-!
The knights lined up straightened up in unison toward the one who would become the next king.
He holds the sword with both hands and raises the blade towards the sky in majesty.
It was the moment when the throne of the next generation, to which they would finally pledge their allegiance, was officially established.
“… … .”
Countless rounds of praise and applause. And the sound of drums… … .
Only then could I feel Estella’s weight descending on my head again.
I turned my gaze and looked at the place where the nobles were sitting.
“… … I see.”
Baron Vidor is shedding tears of joy. And next to him, George is clapping his hands in a clapping position.
In addition, there are my subjects who look at me with firm trust.
Perhaps I came here just to see this sight.
And that was the moment.
“Furthermore, I hereby announce that I will abdicate from the throne at the end of my last month of office and hand over my throne to the Crown Prince!”
“… … !”
“Th, what is that… …!”
A bolt from the blue. Or a shock that hits you in the head.
Is it really true what I just heard?
The nobles were shocked and covered their mouths at the unexpected shout from the king, and the applause that had been taking over the hall stopped in shock.
And it was the same for me too.
… … What do you think?
I raised my head and looked at my father with narrowed eyes.
But my father’s determined gaze remained unchanged.
“Esteban’s sword is now yours. Allen Esteban.”
Swish-
Estella is in my grasp.
Before the return, the sword that was so desperately sought after and hidden.
It came into my hands.
