How to Play a Villainous Boss 239

Chapter 239 – Gaiden – Part 0, Chapter 13

I obviously offered the Marquis of Daybreak a reasonable deal. For him, his son’s engagement is nothing more than a means to establish a relationship with the Elistra family, which has a low position but considerable wealth because there is a gold mine in the territory. And, rather than the gains from marrying the Elistra family, accepting the proposal of Ragnar Armageddon, who recently defeated one of the two wings of the Hermon kingdom, the Duke of Grakas, is a greater overall gain.

To acquire a daughter-in-law of a wealthy count, and to have a positive relationship with a baron who recently destroyed the duchy single-handedly.

Anyone can see that the latter is an overwhelming advantage.

The right to wield the most powerful weapon in the current Hermon Kingdom only once, as well as the right to be the first to preoccupy the by-products created through the territory war and the right not to be attacked first by the strongest powers, are simply the rights of wealthy counts. It was tens of times more profitable than connecting the young lady with her son.

But if there was one thing the Marquis Daybreak had overlooked, it was that his son was more in love with the daughter of House Elistra than he thought. In front of his father’s eyes, he blew away all the gains that would be of great help to the family and proudly challenged the representative of the faction that brought down the duchy without the help of other forces.

“A duel, a duel…”

“I’m terribly sorry, Baron Armageddon. I… I have no face. I can’t believe my son is this unfunny… Please do something I haven’t heard. It’s nothing more than an impulsive stroke of a young man who doesn’t know the world yet… “

“Father!”

“Noisy, this guy! How many more are you going to disgrace this father’s face!”

The second son of the Marquis probably hadn’t heard rumors about me yet, or even if he had heard of them, he didn’t feel right. Well, it would be rather difficult to believe that a young man seemingly of the same age as himself was already the head of a family and at the same time, without any support, destroyed one of the strongest forces in the kingdom, the duke, in a matter of days.

Especially if it’s not the family head who is directly active in the political world, and if he’s a guy who doesn’t even know how the world works, he’s stuck in his family.

“If you want a duel like that… Well, fine. I’ll accept it.”

“Baron Armageddon…!”

“Don’t look at me like that, Marquis Daybreak. Isn’t your son already an adult? After all, shouldn’t he be responsible for what he says and does?”

“Keuk…”

Leaving the Marquis chewing his lips with a puzzled face, I turned my attention to his second son.

“If I accepted the duel, I’m sure you have a choice as to when the duel will take place, right?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm…Then hurry up and get ready for the duel right now. I don’t want to waste my time on something trivial like this.”

“…Right Now?”

“So, do we need to wait any longer?”

When I was told to start a duel right away without having to prepare for a few days, the son of the Marquis of Daybreak, assuming that my attitude of taking the act of dueling lightly was ignoring him, called his attendants and hurriedly fetched two sparring swords. Instructed. And the place of the duel was held in the royal garden under the permission of the three princes.

Holding the sword prepared by the royal family, I stood facing the second son of the Marquis of Daybreak. Unlike me, who didn’t even know how to properly hold a sword, it was evident from his attitude of holding the sword that he had systematically learned swordsmanship over the years. In a normal fight, I’ll never be able to win. It would have been a shameful defeat after floundering without being able to hit the attack properly. That’s what the prince wanted too.

The 3rd prince… It seems that the second son of the Marquis of Daybreak thought he would be able to properly insult me. Otherwise, there is no way that a child called a prince would be allowed to duel in front of his royal garden because he is crazy.

I’m going to break my high nose here because I think I won’t have time to learn the rules and etiquette to be followed in a duel under mutual agreement between the nobles from the young head of the family who was lynched and lynched by the two dukes because of the royal family’s disregard. Maybe I was just a scarecrow and guessed that behind me was the real dark faction that destroyed the Duke of Gracas.

Of course, his idea was firmly wrong either way.

Darkness? There is no such thing. The ruin of the Duke of Grakas was the result of me wielding the power I gained from the immortal dragon and crushing the power brought by that inspiration head-on.

What manners should be shown in a duel between nobles? If I hadn’t really mastered it, would that picky Mars have allowed me to go to this party? No sound.

The knight serving as the referee announced the start of the duel, but neither I nor the Marquis’ second son acted first. Even though I could tell from the posture of holding the sword that I had never properly learned the sword, the reason why the second son of the Marquis did not attack first was because of his dignity as a nobleman and the characteristics of his swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship that Daybreak’s second son learned was not an active offensive, but rather a counterattack-oriented swordsmanship that shed the opponent’s attack on the spot and stabbed the empty gap. I wasn’t foolish enough to forget my original pace and attack in a situation where I didn’t even know how to handle a sword. Of course, that doesn’t change anything, though.

“…What are you doing?”

“What the hell are you thinking…”

A whisper arose among the nobles. That’s natural.

Because I was slowly walking towards him, making the sound of my shoes.

Yes, walked

It didn’t leap quickly for an attack, and it didn’t creep in as if looking at the liver.

He moved towards him with such a defenseless and leisurely pace that he would not have been considered a duelist if not for the sword in his hand.

“What…”

A look of bewilderment appears on the second son’s face.

It was probably the first time I’d faced this kind of opponent in a duel.

Do you think you know me in a funny way? Don’t you even know what a duel is? Did you ever intend to fight?

All sorts of thoughts were going through my head.

Is it okay to allow him to approach me like this? I let out a leisurely smile in contrast to him, who was anxiously worried with his lips clenched.

As if I didn’t have the proper posture, as if I didn’t have to be so polite against you, I wrapped my movements, which I hadn’t mastered properly, with the composure of a far-off strongman.

“No matter how bad luck befell the family, they said they didn’t have a chance to properly learn swordsmanship…”

“No, maybe not. Look at that slack. He must be hiding something.”

“In the first place, the opponent is Baron Armageddon who defeated ‘that’ Graccas duchy. Obviously…”

In fact, I am a hot topic who got rid of the Duke of Gracas not too long ago, so the nobles around me as a spectator see me as a person who is too strong and has a lot of leisure, rather than a fool who can’t wield a sword. And at the reaction of the audience, the second son also began to be shaken. Maybe really, I’m thinking that I’m hiding my great skills and pampering myself.

Originally, what people say and do is not really important.

The really important thing is ‘what kind of person is the person who says and acts’.

Even if it is the wisdom of a sage, if the person who mentions it is wearing rags, everyone will ignore it and ridicule it.

Even if it is an absurd remark that makes you wonder if udon sari is in your brain, if the wisest sage says it, I think there must be some hidden meaning there.

And if it’s just one person, there’s a saying that when three people come together, there’s even a tiger that doesn’t exist.

“Geuh…!”

The option chosen by the second son, who constantly hesitated, was to stick to his original attitude. No matter what kind of attack I’ve made, receiving it, parrying it or sending it away, aiming the sword at the empty body. He is the best choice, the standard of the standard.

But does he really know? In fact, I don’t have the reflexes that are good enough to counter the sword he wielded, so if he swung the sword at me first here, I would have been unable to properly defend myself and would have collapsed unsightly.

Usually, at this point, he gets impatient and attacks first, but he was cautious. Even though he was careful, he was too cautious, so it became a failure.

As for the precision of swordsmanship, I am clearly a sewage. Even though he could have won enough by attacking first, he made the decision to make the most of his specialty, and thanks to his excessive prudence, Nara allowed sewage a chance to attack.

For once, he couldn’t have imagined that he would be defeated.

Five steps forward.

Yes, right now!

“…!”

I jumped to the floor and swung the dueling sword in my right hand. With the blade full of my magic power.

I love you so much…!!

“It’s big…?!”

The second son’s face became even more shocked. That’s right.

The blade that had been approaching at a speed of about 3 suddenly accelerated in the middle and rushed right in front of my eyes at a speed of 15.

Contain magical energy in the middle of the attack to accelerate the speed of the flying blade.

The blade that was swung through the wind clearly far exceeded the speed that a human arm could achieve.

Visor! Chaeeng! Aaaaang!

A quicksword with a speed that can’t be tracked by the normal human eye strikes his sword three times at once for defense.

The first blow struck the blade, blocking the movement of the sword, and after a brief moment it soared upwards, and then the second sword strike again bent the trajectory of his blade so that it pointed downward. I was hit by the third attack that went against me sharply upward and soared up into the sky.

The second son of the Marquis was unable to defend properly and completely blew his armament at the terrifyingly fast triple attack, and I forcibly pointed the sword at his unarmed chest and smiled.

“Okay, it’s over.”

“…This, what is this…”

“What’s wrong? As an aristocrat who volunteered for chivalry, I don’t understand this victory or defeat?”

I drew my sword and blatantly laughed at him.

“Could it be that you were a frog in the well that you couldn’t understand even this much of a disparity?”

“…!!”

Gritting his teeth, he lowered his gaze. Just then, his sword, which had been flying in the sky, fell to the floor. With that sound as a signal, the audience finally understands what happened just belatedly.

The second son of the Marquis of Daybreak, who was well versed in swordsmanship, was defeated in just three moves against the famous Ragnar Armageddon.

No, it’s hard to see it as a sum of three. Before the second son even had time to swing his sword, I unilaterally attacked three times and ended the duel.

“The winner! Baron Ragnar Armageddon!”

With the declaration of victory by the knight in charge of the referee, I returned the dueling sword to the knight as I could not handle the strong magical power that seemed to break at any moment. He gulped down his dry saliva as he looked at the sword that seemed to break at any moment. A sword that would have no problem even if a normal knight could use it without replacing it for at least two years was on the verge of being broken with just a duel, so he must be nervous.

With this, the story of my own powerlessness will be added to my notoriety, and the image of the villain Rag or Armageddon will be firmly etched in the minds of the people of Hermon Kingdom.

Wielding an unknown magic, leading an army of immortals, and destroying the duke’s family in a matter of days is not enough, he is a fearsome man who has entered the realm of superhumans with his natural swordsmanship…

“As promised, I’ll tell you that you never got engaged. She didn’t have the strength or the effort to protect what was important to her… She’s too much of a waste.”

“…Keuuuuu!!”

The second son blushed, returned his dueling sword to the knight, and kicked out the garden. Only the Marquis of Daybreak, who looked at the duel with his bitter face, could only sigh as the world fell apart. By not properly educating his children, he wasted not only the daughter-in-law of a wealthy count, but also the opportunity to establish a relationship with the strongest person in the kingdom. He hopes to go back and educate his children properly.

The fact that if people don’t distinguish where to go out and where not to go out, they will properly disgrace and see blood.

“Hmm…”

3 The prince seemed not to like this result, squinting his eyes and quietly clicking his tongue. I’m sorry about this, what should I do? I just nodded my head, said a rude greeting, and left the party. The purpose of coming here had already been achieved, and there was no reason to stay any longer.

Networking? I’ve already created enough fear atmosphere, so if there’s someone who really wants to connect with me, they’ll come on their own. The fact that I wander here and there to seek connections is nothing but nonsense that eats away at the horrifying image that I have worked so hard to build up.

I left the palace and boarded my carriage waiting at the entrance.

And I, who came back as a baron…

“Are you really crazy!!!”

After reporting what happened at the prince’s birthday party, he was properly strangled by Mars.

“You said you had a fight with the prince in the middle of the palace, nowhere else? If that wasn’t enough, you had a duel with the second son of the Marquis of Daybreak in the royal garden and forcibly broke the engagement? What the hell are you doing? Aaaaa!!”

“Whoa, whoa. Calm down, Mars. It’s not what you think it is.”

“What’s wrong! Are you planning to turn the other nobles in this kingdom into enemies?!”

Yeah, well… If the royal family decides that they can’t just leave me alone, they’ll find some excuse and mobilize other nobles to carry out a mass lynching… But the kind of thing Mars is worried about doesn’t happen.

If the royal family had the pulpit to do that, would it have been left unattended while the Armageddon family was beaten to death by two other dukes and reduced to barony status?

Had they been able to do that, the number of aristocrats would not have tripled the number of royalist nobles.

The pinnacle of incompetence, futility, and ignorance. That is Hermon’s royal family.

“What? Mars, are you really worried about me?”

“…Who, who cares! I wonder how pretty you are!”

“Really? So, are you going to use each room today?”

“…!!”

Mars, taken aback by the word ‘every room’ that came out of my mouth, immediately blushed and lowered his head. And she said hesitantly.

“Uh, that’s kind of…”

I put my arms around Mars’ shoulders and headed for my room.

“Now, wait a minute, Baron! Ah, we haven’t lost yet, and I have work to do…”

“No?”

“…Nope.”