Chapter 340 – Episode 340 ― Dreamer’s Dream (6)
Episode 340 – Dreamer’s Dream (6)
He, the old man of the principality, seemed not to know what kind of expression he had. The other three envoys watched the old man’s actions with wide eyes, but the old man could not take his eyes off the small piece placed on Roan’s hand.
Roan’s eyes lit up at the reaction of the Marquis of Bültz.
‘Can the author feel something?’
Roan traced his hazy memories while looking at a small piece of magic stone that seemed to have lost its light somewhere.
The day of the attack on Sprouse’s palace. Roan saw Bülz’s magic stones scattering like sand.
This was not the first time the relic of ‘Greed’ had been destroyed, so Roan was surprised to hear that a piece had been discovered while clearing away the ruins of the shattered palace.
All the energy of ‘greed’ felt in the magic stone disappeared, and only a faint trace of power remained.
It was a trace of a mixture of the ancient power originating from the goddess Laurecia, the dragon’s life force left behind by Bültz, and Roan’s holy power.
Still feeling the warm divine power, Roan spoke to Bültz’s envoy.
“I have no doubt about the authenticity of this.”
“Excuse me… I committed it.”
It was only after hearing the emperor’s calm voice that Coron de Bültz, the Marquis of Coron, sat down in despair.
The Marquis stroked his white hair a couple of times as if to calm himself down and opened his mouth.
“Yes. “It is a fragment of Dragon Duke Bültz.”
It was an interesting assertion. Is there really a connection to Wültz’s blood? Or is it possible to feel something left here?
Regardless of Roan’s questions, the old man continued his words. It was a voice that still couldn’t contain its trembling emotions.
“We, Bültz, are a country founded by Bültz’s direct descendants. But in times like today, who would truly believe that?”
The envoys who heard those words exchanged glances with each other. The truth that Nouchak revealed was public knowledge, but it was a fact that all human diplomats did not dare to say out loud.
“Now is the time when even our duchess can have doubts. But…”
Looking into Marquis Khorne’s eyes, Roan felt his confidence. He didn’t even need to concentrate on ‘listening’.
“It’s true.”
“Yes.”
The Marquis of Khorne, one of Bültz’s direct descendants, seemed to have felt something in the magic stone fragment.
For those who rule a country named after a mythical dragon, the existence of Wültz would have been like a force difficult to handle.
In other words, if the existence of dragons is forgotten, their legitimacy is also forgotten.
The descendants of the queen the dragon loved were eventually driven out of Merde.
Leaving behind the most famous token of Bültz remaining in reality, the Bültz Magic Stone that protects Spros Castle.
It is said that Merde and the Duchy of Bültz had not always been on good terms until Roan first revealed about Bültz’s magic stone and extended his hand.
“You are our origin. I am truly honored that you are giving me such a precious item. “Your Majesty.”
The Marquis of Khorne, who was looking at the magic stone fragment on the table with an excited face, soon took out a small box from his chest.
“This is the artifact you requested.”
Roan’s eyebrows twitched and wavered at the sign of his ‘greed’ becoming stronger. However, the four humans just waited for Roan’s words with stiff expressions.
Tension and confusion were felt among the envoys, but no resistance to ‘greed’ was felt.
‘No one can feel it.’
The humans shook their heads as they looked at the items that Marquis Khorne had put up.
A relic, and a fragment of Bültz. The words that suddenly appeared were definitely a difficult subject to digest.
On the other hand, Roan opened the small box the Marquis gave him with his usual languid expression.
A relic was revealed between a small piece of cloth that had been carefully wrapped. Unusual shape.
The king of Kihan asked without realizing it.
“What is that shape?”
The Princess of Periel lowered her eyebrows and seemed to be suppressing a sigh, while Count Gravet raised his eyebrows and looked as if he was blaming the king.
He answered calmly as if he was okay with his old work.
“I don’t know either. Scholars tried to find out, but they couldn’t because it was so old.”
It was Roan, not Marquis Khorne, who answered the king’s question.
“It’s something that doesn’t exist here.”
Everyone’s eyes widened, but Roan said no more.
There is no need to explain wireless earphones to people here. However, an explanation was needed regarding Roan’s future actions.
“This is what the goddess wants.”
Roan picked up Bültz’s relic. The next moment, a warm light illuminated the room.
“… Ah.”
This time everyone had no choice but to open their mouths.
I saw Roan’s miracle in the chapel earlier, but it was hard to believe. The emperor of the demons uses the sacred power of Goddess Laurecia.
It takes time to accept shocking facts. However, an indifferent miracle happened again.
“Goddess Laurecia.”
As if he was a follower of the goddess, Marquis Khorne quietly recited the goddess’s name.
Roan slowly opened his fist.
The last remaining traces of the relic disappeared into thin air, shining like grains of sand.
Count Gravet asked blankly, with his eyes fixed on that light.
“It really is the voice of a goddess… Did you hear?”
“It must be hard to believe.”
Roan nodded his head. The roots of his horns were slightly revealed behind his curly hair in the wind.
“But…”
Count Gravet smiled slightly.
“If the power of the Goddess reaches a demon, it is not strange that the first person to do so will become Her Majesty.”
“Why?”
“I’ve never seen anyone try to save as many people as your Majesty. Regardless of race.”
The envoys looked at Count Gravet with excitement.
“Did you know how to say something like that? I thought he only knew how to cut the price somehow.”
When the Princess of Periel smiled and said, the Count answered seriously.
“It’s not about cutting the price, it’s about finding out the price.”
The atmosphere softened with the princess’s remarks. Roan smiled lightly.
“Then from now on, let’s talk about people, not goddesses.”
As Merde joined hands with Evirgio, the continent of Moira became unable to ignore the power of the two countries.
Originally, Merde was the powerhouse that occupied the center of the continent.
No matter how much King Spros III exhausted the power of the country, Merde will rise again someday. In addition, that wealth will also flow to Evirzio.
The reason the envoys met with Roan was to strengthen their relationship with Roan, who would become the actual ruler of Merde.
Periel, Kihan, and Arteala, north of Merde, can be connected to Evirzio by sea.
The port of Bukbaekryeong will become even busier in the future.
“Count Bertelia of Northern Baeknyeong is intelligent. He also knows a lot about humans. We will communicate well.”
It may not be kind to humans.
Count Bertelia will bring wealth to the Northern Territory and Evirgio while carefully walking the line between legal and illegal.
On the other hand, the Duchy of Wültz is located at the southwestern tip of Merde. Because the Duchy of Evirzio and Wülz were on opposite sides of Merde, trade between the two countries was almost impossible.
“The land route in the south will also be cleared soon. “If we can afford it, it would be a good idea to improve roads and bridges.”
“The Dark Forest blocks most of the land routes. How about using the port?”
Roan smiled slightly at Marquis Khorne’s suggestion.
“The forest fairy promised cooperation. Land routes will no longer be useless. If you go up the river and pass Spros, it goes straight to Namheuknyeong along the edge of the Dark Forest.”
“Forest fairy…”
Noohujak was impressed. The other silent envoys also seemed to sympathize with the marquis.
The war with Merde was completely over, and the continent’s envoys clearly realized this fact.
As soon as the meeting ended, magic birds flew busily in all directions and disappeared. It was to inform the calculation of the peace of the continent and the subsequent benefits.
**
Even at night, Spros Castle was as bright as day.
The nobles of Merde, unable to hide their expressions under the lights, were in a strange mood.
“Oh my god.”
“This is my first time seeing it this close.”
“You’re a cool guy, but those horns…”
The nobles lowered their voices and glanced at Roan and Grunent.
Everything that the Demon King and the Emperor of the Demons did here in Merde was something unimaginable.
This ball is the pinnacle of it.
Do the words demon and dance go together?
Common sense said it was not.
However, the emperor of the demons who stood before my eyes was more elegant, overwhelming, and beautiful than anyone else present.
All the nobles were struggling in the cognitive dissonance between the concepts in their heads and the sight before their eyes.
“This marriage will strengthen the harmony between Merde and Evirzio more than anything else.”
The young queen of Merde was speaking at the ball, holding her cup. Her other hand rested lightly on the arm of the demon emperor.
“The war that disturbed both countries is over. The only thing left to do is recovery. Merde, who has no enemies on the continent, will regain her former glory.”
The nobles each responded to Grünent’s words with subtle expressions.
They all remembered the day when Princess Grünent was taken hostage to Evirzio.
Upon hearing the sudden news, the ladies who followed her gathered in front of her palace and burst into tears.
The officials and noble heads of Grünent’s faction were refused entry into the palace and could only watch Grünent’s shabby carriage disappearing into the distance.
The sight of her, who had been kicked out like that, returning with Roan on her back and saying that she was ‘regaining her past glory’ brought out a strange sense of tension in her.
The people in luxurious clothes that filled the shining marble floor like flowers froze and bowed their heads to Roan, who stepped in front of the queen.
Emperor of Evirgius.
King of demons.
The devil opened his mouth.
“The previous king of this country shattered the peace of the continent, but fortunately, Merde had a wise queen.”
A wave of the strong emotions that humans feel surged upon Roan.
Anger. Sorrow. Awe. Confusion and doubt. Weak expectations.
“Merde, ruled by Jim’s second empress and new queen, will be Evirzio’s eternal family from now on. All the people of Merde will be no different from the people of Jim, and the princes and princesses born in the future will also be the princes and princesses of Evirgio.”
The nobles held their breath at the violence contained in soft words.
It was Evirzio who won the war.
Merde is now a vassal of the demons.
Some people closed their eyes tightly, while others clenched their fists.
In the meantime, the easy-to-listen bass sound continued mercilessly.
“We demons and humans did not know each other well and lived apart, so we were afraid of each other. Ignorance breeds fear. But from now on, Merde and Evirgio are one and the same. The era of fear is over.”
The useless war is over.
There was an ‘appeal’ in Roan’s words.
The strength of the human bodies that hid their shriveled bodies with robes began to slowly disappear.
The humans rolled their eyes at each other, embarrassed by the instinctively felt and unbelievable emotions.
The king of the demons is truly speaking of peace.
“Some people say I’m a dreamer, but if it’s a dream where the continent enjoys peace and the people prosper, wouldn’t it be a shame to end it as a dream?”
Demons and humans are clearly very different. As the Grand Duke said, there is a difference between a lion and a rabbit. Humans cannot eat demons, but demons eat humans.
Nevertheless.
Dreams can become dazzling ‘hopes’ because you hope for the right thing.
The audience was quiet.
However, the current silence was different from the cold air from earlier.
Softer emotions and concerns settled in the hearts of humans.
Roan’s true intentions seeped into humans and relaxed their guard.
‘You’ve changed. The atmosphere.’
With a faint smile, Roan suddenly turned his head towards the entrance of the ballroom.
The servant who made eye contact with the emperor opened his eyes wide and quickly lowered his head. As if I had something to say.
When Roan nodded, the attendant immediately cleared his throat and raised his voice.
“Her Majesty the Empress of Evirzio has arrived.”
