The Returned Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Chapter 184
Dirty tricks (2)
The day the decision was made to dispatch a delegation from the Federal Empire.
The old wizard who was summoned to the palace let out a small sigh at my question.
“Hmm… … Are you talking about a type of magic that can secretly infiltrate enemy lines?”
“hmm.”
A trap to be presented to an envoy who knows nothing.
Even though it was the magic of a great wizard, given the circumstances, secrecy had to be given top priority.
If it’s the best, it would be a magic that would replace the dead First Prince and bring back information about them.
“… … If that’s the case.”
The old wizard stroked his chin and began to recall the types of black magic he knew.
Then, as if he thought he had found the right one, he nodded and said to me.
“There are many things that come to mind right away, but representative examples of black magic used for espionage include things like mind control.”
“Mind control?”
“It is a magic that controls the other person’s emotions or thoughts to give them the impression that their actions are not wrong.”
Since not much was known about black magic, it was not easy to learn about it just by hearing about it.
The old wizard, who was looking around for an example, looked at George.
“For example, if His Majesty’s aide were to be a spy, it would be common sense to report any secret conversation taking place here to the enemy.”
“Of course. I should let you know that there will be a trap.”
“Yes. But if you are under mind control, you can manipulate that ‘common sense’ as you wish.”
“Hoo.”
Either making them think it’s too early to report, or making them think that it wasn’t even worth reporting in the first place.
It was said that one could naturally change the target’s thoughts and control their actions.
George, who had been listening to the story, nodded.
“Since common sense itself has changed, the other person won’t even feel a sense of discomfort about being manipulated.”
“Yes. It depends on how you manipulate it, but if you do it well, it wouldn’t be too much of a problem to reveal all the information you have.”
“But judging by your expression, it seems like there is a problem.”
“… … That’s it.”
The old wizard closed his eyes tightly as if he was embarrassed.
“Magic that controls the mind is greatly affected by the target’s abilities. The attempt itself may fail, and there is also a risk of feeling uncomfortable during the process.”
“In short, does this mean that if you have excellent mental strength, it is difficult to erode it?”
“… … Yes.”
“What about the general public?”
“I don’t know about that either.”
“I see.”
I nodded and recalled the past events.
‘Certainly… … that’s what happened in the hideout too.’
The enormous amount of power gathered there was so great that it even prepared a vision to take my body.
But even that crumbled before the Sword King’s mental power.
It was said that mental magic would be no different.
“I wish there was a simple indicator.”
My gaze then landed on George, who was covering his mouth and yawning.
“There won’t be any side effects, right?”
“Basically, yes.”
“Let’s give it a try.”
“……All right.”
Wooooow!
“Huh?”
The air distorted slightly and a black magical energy appeared above the old wizard’s hand.
Soon, it began to be sucked into the guy’s head, following his skillful gestures.
“Hoo.”
An incredible amount of magical power that can be confirmed even without superhuman eyes!
However, the old wizard who had actually cast the spell was so shocked that he couldn’t close his mouth.
“… … This is.”
“What was the result?”
“It’s hard to believe, but it appears to have resisted perfectly.”
Even the greatest wizard cannot control the mind as he wishes. But who would have thought that he could nullify it so perfectly… …!
The old wizard’s eyes, looking at George again, lit up with something akin to admiration.
“This is a mental strength far superior to that of an average knight. It’s surprising that an ordinary person can have this level of mental strength.”
“I see.”
“Huh? Huh? What was that just now?”
George was yawning and was bewildered by the unusual energy that had gathered around him.
… … Whatever.
Having got a rough idea, I spoke to the old wizard.
“Anyway, if it’s not at that level, then it means it’s not easy to destroy.”
“Yes, if it is not for someone who has trained in martial arts, there will be no variables.”
“Then there is no problem.”
I already know who they’re going to send.
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Because he personally gave me the information through a letter.
There was no way the messenger they sent had the same mental power as George, so there was no problem.
‘Because he was one of the few people on the continent.’
Of course, I never thought from the beginning that the guy would be mind controlled.
We just needed an indicator that could be objectively verified.
I made a rough plan and tapped my fingers on the desk as I spoke.
“Let’s put the delegation they sent under mind control. Is there anything else that could be problematic?”
“None. However, as is always the case with magic, the mind control will be broken as the distance increases.”
“Don’t worry about that part.”
“… … .”
There was doubt in the old wizard’s eyes.
A chronic problem with magic.
Are you saying that we don’t have to worry about the fact that mana naturally disperses when the distance from the caster increases?
“… … I will follow as you instructed.”
But that was all he could say.
Even the aide who had been listening to the story as if he was bored the whole time.
Because I was nodding my head as if I had understood something.
* * *
A delegation from the Federal Empire was dispatched, and soon the carriage carrying them entered the capital of Esteban.
But the inside of the carriage was filled with a very cold atmosphere.
“… … .”
It is a great honor to be chosen as an envoy for dialogue between nations.
Just being able to stand as a representative of a country can show its power.
But that kind of glory did not exist in the mind of Count Esula, who was dispatched to Esteban.
‘I have another chance… …!’
2 years ago.
Even when he first came to this place, he was still a beast that would lead the future of the Federal Empire.
He successfully led an agreement in front of the Fourth Prince, and was even treated as a manipulative figure who put down a civil war leader by giving up just a useless piece of land.
Yeah, it definitely should have been that way, but… … .
‘Why was Mithril discovered there of all places!’
The news he heard a little later sent a chill down his spine.
Did you just make it cool?
Before he knew it, he had become a fool who had given up the Mithril mine in vain, and the Fourth Prince no longer paid any attention to him.
Is it fortunate that he was not treated as ‘trash’ and died?
In the meantime, the 4th prince finally usurped the throne.
That news was even more heartbreaking than the news from the Mithril mines.
‘I thought I would be killed without fail.’
But surprisingly, the 4th prince who became the emperor spared his life.
It didn’t stop there, it gave me a chance to correct my mistakes from back then.
That’s right, he sent himself here again.
So, there was no room in Count Esula’s head to discuss things like glory.
‘If I don’t make it, I’ll be killed this time… …!’
Looking at the new emperor’s actions so far, I could be certain of that.
I am sure that will happen.
“Count, don’t you think it’s strange?”
“what?”
“They had no reason to welcome us, so didn’t they just send people out to greet us as soon as we entered the capital?”
“Hmm… … .”
“There must be a reason.”
The Count looked out the carriage window at the guard of his retinue.
The carriage at the very front of the delegation procession. The person there was a nobleman I had only heard of through rumors.
“… … Viscount George Hegmes.”
As he was a man of commoner origins, he was shrouded in mystery, so little was known about him.
But wasn’t he the king’s closest confidant and one of the most powerful people, his direct aide?
There must have been a reason for sending such a person.
And those questions remained even after being invited to the royal banquet.
“… … The quality of the food is extraordinary.”
“Yes, to this extent, it is comparable to a royal banquet.”
It was a very extravagant welcome for an uninvited guest.
Is this a show off to the wealthy royal family?
It was too childish and meaningless an action to be called that.
At least between the two countries in conflict.
‘… … What is this uneasy feeling?’
The growing sense of discomfort gradually took over my mind.
The count’s thoughts deepened, and soon time passed, and the time for the meeting finally arrived.
* * *
“Please wait a moment.”
Countess Esula swallowed as she watched her aide leave.
In a way, it is a position where one’s life is at stake.
Right now, at this moment, all my attention was focused on who I would be dealing with.
‘I guess the Marquis Vidor, the prize winner, will come?’
The image that remained in my memory at that time was clearly a ‘good impression of a person’.
Of course, even if it was when he was a baron, his appearance did not seem to have changed.
‘Then it’s good news!’
Is there anything easier than roasting a weakling?
It was at that moment that Count Esula’s eyes sparkled.
Clank-
“… … !”
As the door opened, a familiar-looking man entered the conference room.
But the figure was not that of a middle-aged man, but of a man so young that it was hard to believe.
“Your Majesty the King?”
“It doesn’t seem like we’ve met for the first time.”
The first prince who had an exclusive meeting with him two years ago.
The opponent was Allen Esteban, now king.
The count bit his lip nervously.
‘Damn it, of all places… … !’
As it was a meeting between two countries, it was not unusual for the king to attend.
But the King himself is attending the first meeting?
The count bowed his head, trying his best not to reveal his true feelings.
“… … I meet the King of Esteban. I remember having breakfast with him before he became King.”
“Yeah, it’s been a while. But… … .”
“yes?”
“This time, the 4th Prince is nowhere to be seen.”
“… … .”
The pouting lips and leisurely speech were clearly close to mockery.
But we must not be agitated here.
“What happened then was a mere incident. I report that His Majesty the Emperor is not present here.”
“I came to see for myself just in case, but it was a shame.”
“I will tell His Majesty that he has missed you.”
The king shrugged at those words.
Only he knew whether he meant to do whatever he wanted or whether he meant it sarcastically.
At that moment, the figure of an unfamiliar old man suddenly caught my eye behind the king.
‘… …Who is it? Is it a butler or an attendant?’
His gaunt and gaunt appearance was completely out of place for him.
But he didn’t have the luxury of worrying about that, so he turned his gaze straight away and looked at the king.
After swallowing once, he blurted out the words he had prepared.
“As you may already know, I came here to convey His Majesty the Emperor’s wishes to have the Plains of Galder returned to him.”
