Chapter 403 – Power
Wolfgang had lived a life far from power.
He did not have a particularly Stoic nature or was reluctant to be followed by others, and he had never achieved a high position where he could command thousands of troops with a single wave of his hand.
In the first place, he is a soldier.
At first glance, it may seem like a contradictory statement, since he has been holding a sword and throwing himself at the military gate since he was not even able to get blood on his head.
However, Wolfgang has really been like that all along.
Flock only when necessary. As you can see from my enjoyment of women, I am basically not the type of person who is reluctant to interact with people.
Is it because he was born with such extraordinary strength?
Regardless of his will, as time passed, the people around Wolfgang gradually moved away from him.
This is because their perspectives were so different.
It was similar to how you can have a brief interaction with a wild animal you accidentally encounter in nature, but further interaction is impossible.
It was easy to reach a level where we exchanged greetings in passing, but there were very few people we could call friends.
To a certain extent, until just before he became a saint, the only person he could truly open up to was his teacher.
It was a life in which I had no choice but to become more accustomed to being alone rather than in a group.
At least the interpersonal relationships I formed as a soldier were relatively better.
Since the rank is easily organized with just one rank insignia, there is no need to think about anything more, and even without having to worry about it, you can always naturally maintain an appropriate distance.
He was not much different from him when he was the leader of the Black Lion Knights.
As a commander, he had a sense of responsibility and maintained an appropriate level of intimacy with his subordinates. He was even often said to have excellent connections.
But that’s only because the period of interaction was short.
If he had stayed a little longer, the distance between him and the Black Lion Knights would have naturally grown.
In fact, it was certainly felt towards the end of his term. The fact that an invisible line is suddenly drawn between his subordinates and himself.
He rearmed the disused knights and raised them to the point where they won the knights’ competition, and his relationships with his members were also good.
But perhaps the problem was that he was too good of a general manager. C
At some point, his men were no longer able to behave with Wolfgang as freely as before. Except for Agnes, most people found him difficult.
To the members of the Black Lion Knights at the time, Wolfgang was no longer a friendly leader who was scary but warm on the inside.
He has become an extraordinary person who cannot be surpassed.
Fortunately, Wolfgang was promoted before a full-blown sense of discomfort was revealed.
Thanks to that, our memories as the Black Lion Knights were able to remain good for each other until the end.
That’s right.
For Wolfgang, human relationships were something very complex and subtle.
Maybe that’s why he indulges his relationship with her woman so much.
Females and males who crave each other’s bodies and affection. A very blatant relationship without a mask. As long as they were attracted to each other and liked each other, that was enough.
Love was the most primitive and easiest relationship for Wolfgang.
However, no matter how open the empire’s sexual culture is, no man with a normal mindset would dare to desire another woman over the empire’s princess.
Even if the princess herself gave permission.
However, for Wolfgang, love was also the easiest way to fill the warmth with someone who was always suffering from deficiency.
He was always so close to women that other people and himself thought he was lecherous.
Let’s summarize what was said earlier.
Wolfgang’s relationships were closer to those of nature than to those of humans.
Therefore, power can be seen as the most human concept.
It may be the type of thing that does not naturally suit Wolfgang.
But, nevertheless.
Now that he had reached the heart of the giant of the empire, the princess’s fiancé, power was something he could no longer stay away from.
After the phone rings go away.
“It’s loyalty… “
Wolfgang sat alone in his study and pondered his oath of loyalty.
—Dalgak…
Whiskey on the rocks.
Large, angular ice cubes float in a clear glass filled with dark khaki liquid. Wolfgang stared at it quietly.
He decided not to drink alone.
For some reason, I think it would be difficult to organize my thoughts without having a drink.
—Keep going!
Wolfgang empties his glass straight away without hesitation.
As a soldier, the word I heard countless times was loyalty.
However, the boss’ loyalty oath was different from that of a soldier.
It did not mean loyalty to the Empire or to His Majesty the Emperor. His loyalty will be solely towards Wolfgang.
“It feels a bit strange.”
What does that fact mean?
It means that Wolfgang has gained his own power.
In a broader sense, this would also be part of the power of Alicia, his lover and princess of the empire, but it was not a simple matter to think about.
It was a kind of deal.
The background is that what the president wants is Wolfgang.
Having lived as an eccentric but naive inventor, he was unable to withstand the storms of reality and entrusted everything to Wolfgang.
In any case, Wolfgang was currently one of the most influential figures in the entire empire, and he even had a clear connection to being the largest shareholder of the workshop. From the president’s perspective, it would be a natural choice.
What Wolfgang got in return was unconditional loyalty.
Now, the boss will follow whatever Wolfgang tells him to do without a word. He was in a position where he had no choice but to commit suicide unless there was an absurd order to do so.
Instead, Wolfgang must also protect the president unconditionally.
He must use all the means at his disposal to save the Telephone Battlefield from fraud or threats, and he can never abandon that duty.
So to speak, it has become a community of destiny.
Until now, in the imperial political world, Wolfgang has played the role of a kind of joker card rather than a player.
Now I can also jump directly into the game.
It could be considered the birth of the so-called ‘Wolfgang school’.
“I never thought I would be playing with power.”
Wolfgang smiled bitterly.
It was inevitable that this would happen anyway.
However, he constantly wonders whether buying someone’s loyalty is suitable for someone who only knows how to use his power.
Of course, there may be no need to worry this much.
All we can do is continue as we have done so far, but there will be more things to consider in the future.
—Giggle…
Wolfgang tipped the bottle and refilled his empty glass.
I thought it would be difficult to organize all my thoughts with just one drink.
The highest quality whiskey was buried in an underground warehouse.
Just as the glass bottle giving off a fascinating scent was about to empty.
Wolfgang raised his eyebrows.
“Hmm?”
A feeling of popularity felt right outside the door.
I must have told the butler not to let anyone in. Who on earth is being so selfish?
—Squeak…
He even pushed the door open without even knocking.
Wolfgang frowned slightly. When he checked the face of the uninvited guest, his face became even more frowning.
“What, will I be better? I’ll meet Cheongseung by myself.”
Palely white hair and blood-red eyes.
Looking at her appearance alone, she was clearly a great beauty.
Except for that dissatisfied expression and the horns on his head.
“What are you doing?”
Wolfgang responded coldly.
It was Ramiel, a demon who became his slave after being defeated by him.
Not only was my alone time interrupted, but I was also faced with a face I didn’t want to see.
You couldn’t be good if you felt good.
—Gooooo…
Wolfgang did not bother to hide his displeasure.
“I don’t remember being allowed to behave as I please.”
An ordinary person would be greatly shocked just by facing his power head-on.
This is because there is no need to look into the circumstances.
No matter how bad they are, demons are demons.
At most, this is not enough.
“Ugh…!”
“What are you doing?”
It definitely has to be that way.
Ramiel was breaking into a cold sweat and starting to panic in front of him.
“Well, I was wrong! So I guess I can live a little longer.”
“This is absurd. Are you being cruel to me?”
Of course, in Wolfgang’s eyes, it couldn’t help but seem like an absurd performance.
Even if they are rotten, they are high-ranking demons who can still deal with a single legion.
How can you pretend to be weak on such a topic?
“That’s not it…”
“Don’t stutter and speak straight. It’s starting to get annoying.”
The more Ramiel struggled, the more displeased Wolfgang became.
“Ha, haha…!”
Eventually, his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the floor.
At this point, Wolfgang also felt something strange.
“What? Are you sick?”
Ramiel looked up at Wolfgang with difficulty and muttered as if he felt unfair.
“Magic power… I was supposed to fill it up today…!”
