Chapter 242 – It’s Certain That It’s Ruined
I left the stunned Elisha in the carriage and went outside for a while to get some fresh air.
“Huh, I think I’ll live.”
A nobleman got off the carriage, but no one showed interest or greeted him.
After all, the capital is the capital.
When I looked around, most of them were brick houses, and there were very few houses made of wood like in other areas.
Until now, I had ignored it as a rural kingdom, but at least Haron could be considered a city.
To put it mildly, about twice as much as the Monas City I went to before?
So, it is a fairly large city.
It hurts my pride a bit, but the scale itself was a little bigger than Craspolis.
“We still have a long way to go.”
Now we have to decide where to go from here.
Two invitations are set for me.
An invitation to a royal party.
A personal invitation from the Duke of Prius.
In fact, it is an invitation to a party, but if you go to the capital, it is polite to have a private audience with the king before attending the party.
Still, I’m a count.
Isn’t it a bit like meeting the king for the first time at a party and saying hello?
“Master.”
When I was lost in thought, Temporary Juju 16 came and reported.
“Why.”
“The worms are twisted.”
“I know.”
There was a group of people who pretended not to be looking at me from earlier and glanced at me.
Diagonal left of me is the vendor selling sweets to the kids.
A woman who washes laundry in the two-story house opposite.
A gentleman in a bowler hat sitting in the outdoor dining room in the back, sipping coffee.
Just by looking at their eyes, I could feel that they were not mere citizens, but hardened assassins or warriors.
Above all, the demon candidate skill that I have is the devil’s eye.
I judged their level with this,
LEVEL 31
LEVEL 33
LEVEL 33
All three of them are expert level 30s.
It is absurd that people of that level ‘accidentally’ hang out laundry, do business, and drink coffee leisurely in the same place.
“Probably the ones on the Prius side.”
It’s not a guess, it’s a certainty.
He’s probably watching where I’m going as soon as I get to the capital.
Looking at this, I think I know how much the nobles, including Duke Prius, are holding the kingdom.
“Then do you go to the duke’s house first before going to the palace?”
“No? Why me?”
Am I sorry?
Prius also conspired with the devil candidate.
It was also the Prius who wrote in the letter that he wanted the power of the devil candidate.
The king said to free pass and eat it all by himself, but why am I?
“I just go to the King’s War as normal. Drive the wagon.”
“All right. Hiya!”
Heying
Clatter clatter
The chariot turned its horse towards the palace and disappeared across his alley.
Citizens disguised as the Goreps I mentioned earlier looked at the tail with cold eyes.
* * *
“Did you go to the palace first?”
-That’s right.
A magic orb for communication.
The one who showed up there was the man in the fedora hat Damon had seen earlier.
“Did you seem to notice your presence?”
-I don’t know.
“… I get it.”
Pop
The Duke of Prius, who cut off contact, brought the hot tea on his table to his lips.
The Prius, half white and half black, had a massive body, which made the teacup he was holding look small.
“Unexpected.”
“Why?”
The man sitting across from him is the Marquis of Janen.
He was very skinny and short.
He had thick white hair and a face full of wrinkles, but his eyes were sharp and poisonous.
“If you are a noble with a head, isn’t it obvious where he should attach himself?”
“Maybe he has a boring personality that cares about manners and formality.”
“With a guy like that, he couldn’t have beaten James Werner.”
There is truth in Marquis Janen’s words.
They are the humans who know best how strong the demon candidates can wield.
To be honest, didn’t they first ask James to tell me how to become a candidate?
“Anyway, it doesn’t matter if Damon comes this way first or that way first. Anyway, the trend has passed.”
“I know that. I mean it just makes me feel bad. Don’t you know He might think that he is the top and we are the E.”
Neither the Prius nor Janen made the assumption that Damon had not seen the letter with James Werner.
The reason they have been able to reign for a long time in the aristocracy like Yongdamhohyeol is because they have always prepared for the worst.
“Polison or something. Aren’t you the one who built the commercial city? It could be that he stopped by the palace on purpose with the intention of finding our weak points and extracting them as much as possible.”
A common tactic of aristocrats who deliberately pretend not to be interested and try to increase their ransom.
Janen and the Prius had been fed to it, and it had been done to make them sick of it.
“What would you do if the royal family and us tried to fight a tug-of-war?”
At Janen’s question, Prius’s eyes flashed with blue eyes, and then disappeared as if it had never happened.
Prince Prius, who was calm again, spoke lightly in a passing tone.
“If it’s as you say, I’ll have to let you know. The fact that if you try to walk a clumsy tightrope, you won’t be able to do it either.”
* * *
It was a short drive to Willet’s palace.
The guards guarding the palace checked the invitation stamped with the coat of arms of the Earl of Werner and the king’s seal on the carriage, and then bowed their heads in moderation.
“Welcome to Haron.”
Freepass effortlessly.
As the carriage came up as far as it could go, I saw an old man blocking the way.
“Welcome. Count Werner, my name is Chief Chamberlain Gordon.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Inevitably, I have to see Her Highness on foot from here.”
“Okay. You guys wait here.”
I put the members of the forest team on standby and followed the chief of staff named Gordon into the heart of the palace.
I was searched in the middle, but I didn’t bring any metal, so I passed without incident.
The audience room finally arrived.
Gordon shouted loud enough to be heard through the tightly closed door.
“Count Damon Werner, the rightful ruler of Count Berner, asks to see the successor of the 72nd Archangel, the ruler of the Southern Continent, the sun of Great Willet Kingdom!!”
It seems like this is a fixed format.
When I came to Rome, I was told that I had to follow the Roman law. I just stayed still.
“Stop by.”
A powerful, low-pitched voice coming from inside.
Up until this point, I thought I was a person full of the power of a king.
Dripping
The door opened, revealing an audience room.
A neatly laid red carpet in the middle and antique stained glass windows.
Strong ironclad knights lined up under it… It’s not a model
They were just works of art with iron armor on mannequins.
Took a brisk step.
I don’t intend to be polite, but I also don’t intend to appear servile.
With his head raised proudly, he knelt down on one knee, clenched a fist in his right hand, and held it at shoulder height.
“Count Werner meets Willett’s Sun.”
Appropriate greetings.
Proper courtesy.
And the answer to it.
“Cool! Cool! Here you go! Cool!”
It’s not an answer, it’s a cough.
It was a bit strange, so I looked closely at the king until then…
‘Aren’t they all dying old people?’
He looks over 80 years old.
Every time I say a word to my bony body, a cough comes out incessantly.
Can you live another year in that condition?
“Your Highness, don’t overdo it.”
“Thank you, Elizabeth.”
A woman with fancy ornaments sitting next to the king hurriedly took up her handkerchief and wiped the old king’s mouth.
She was so beautiful that her eyes opened, but I wondered if she was barely over 30 years old.
Seeing that she treats the king so comfortably, it is not difficult to guess that she is the queen.
‘Anyway, he’s a thief. A guy who looks like he’s over 80 years old is not his daughter’s age, but is he marrying a woman his granddaughter’s age? I’ll be like that when I’m older too.’
She is over 100 years old and should be getting her 20 year old virgin wife.
Because I’m the worst protagonist in history who can’t tolerate a bigger thief than me.
Elaborate
Now that I see it, the king is in a state of doing today and tomorrow.
It was not the king who responded loudly to the chief chamberlain’s words to enter the throne room earlier, but another attendant who spoke on his behalf.
‘Ugh, that’s why the aristocratic faction prevails.’
Suddenly I want to see the prince.
If the king goes back and forth, shouldn’t even the next king be healthy?
It seems that the prince has nothing to look forward to, even if he sees what the Prius and Janen are doing.
“Ah, anyway, thank you for coming all the way. Cool! In a few days, it’s my birthday and cool at the palace! I’ll throw a big party, see you then! Cool!”
“All right. You seem to be very ill, so let’s go back.”
“Cool! Cool!”
You even reply with a coughing sound.
What else can I say with this king?
I have nothing to say.
Kiki-Ik Kung
The door to the audience room closed.
The next place to go is the residence of the Duke of Prius.
Judging from the king’s condition, it seems easier to stick to the aristocratic faction.
Anyway, my goal is to become the worst villain in history, so I have to eat all the royalists and aristocrats.
So, it is of course easier to start by sticking to the strong side.
When you try to get on the carriage like that,
“Hey!”
A woman’s voice came from behind me.
I wondered what kind of old bitch would raise her voice like this in the royal palace where the king is.
“… Queen Mama.”
She was a woman in the right position.
“Where are you going in such a hurry?”
Even though the queen was at a distance from me now, her fragrant body odor tickled my nose.
It looks like you put on some kind of special perfume.
I wonder what
If you figure it out and distribute it to Craspolis, it will sell quite well.
Anyway, let’s answer her words for now.
“Seeing Haron for the first time, I am thinking of taking a tour of the city because there are many interesting artifacts.”
“Okay. Would it be rude if I asked you to have a little tea time with me before that?”
Ho? Is the queen requesting private treatment?
I didn’t expect this either.
“Queen Mama, who wouldn’t want to spend time with the most beautiful flowers in the kingdom?”
“Hehe, thank you for saying that. Then follow me. Do you have delicious tea and cookies ready?”
She turned around and followed her.
I wondered where the hell this woman was taking me.
The court Simcheo arrived before I knew it.
There was a garden so splendid that even a glance would lead to wonder.
To be honest, I am a stranger to flowers.
Even so, the flowers of various colors were arranged neatly, so I wondered if Damon Castle should be changed like this.
She led me to a pavilion made of white marble in the middle of the garden.
A sunshade the size of a parasol blocked the scorching sunlight, and there were three chairs.
Two teacups with hot steam prepared in advance.
And one of the three chairs was already occupied.
I wondered who had dared to come to the Queen’s secret garden beforehand.
“Mom!!”
Wasn’t the boy with freckles coming up to my waist running all the way to the queen with an innocent smile?
“Prince, call me Mama, not Mama. This is the royal palace, and the prince is the one who will be responsible for the future of this country.”
Looking at the child who seemed to prefer playing outside rather than politics, I had a rough idea of how the future of Willet Kingdom would go.
I’m sure it’s ruined once.
