Chapter 239 – Chapter 239 ― It’s Already Been a Year (6)
Episode 239 ― Already a year (6)
Something that is hard to buy with money.
Count Hilpe will not be supported by the people.
As a supporter of an emerging religion that seeks to protect all life without scattering a grain of rice or a coin among the people.
Right now, the king of this country is also busy fighting the nobles. He has no energy to fight the people. To be precise, he doesn’t even know that he has turned his people into enemies. And the Count will probably lead the people behind him.
“Raise the board with the greatest number of powers on your back. If you don’t like it, grow it enough to topple the board. Until even the king can’t touch your seat.”
“And the power that was obtained… Do you want to tell me to steal those people back to your country?”
Roan smiled silently.
But the count couldn’t smile. He was deep in thought with a serious face.
The words of this demon are the same as those of Princess Grünent.
In other words, it means that the princess really doesn’t care about the fall of this country.
“This Merde… What are you planning to do to this country, Her Highness?”
To that question, Roan put on a thoughtful expression for a moment, then answered.
“Probably not interested. It’s because you don’t try to destroy everyone with all your energy, and you don’t even try to care for everyone. Her priorities are different.”
“If I…”
The count’s eyes sank deeply.
Roan realized he had done most of his calculations in his head.
“Her Highness, when your words were properly carried out and this country was shaken from the ground up. What is my reward then? In a country where only chaff remains, there is nothing that cannot be obtained.”
“Gold is valuable everywhere. If you want to settle down in Arteala, we will help you to go into exile, ignoring your relationship with Evirzio.”
Roan swallowed a laugh.
As Grünent said, Count Hilfe was really honest with his own greed.
He is terrifying when he clearly knows what he wants. Such a person runs towards his own goal and does not look away from those around him. In this way, he has no room to turn his eyes to anything else, and therefore the possibility of anything other than the goal being a goal is lost.
In the end, such a person is isolated on the way to his goal. Some might call it concentration.
And for Roan, who has to attract such a person, he is also a very easy person to work with. He just needs to appeal that he can meet that person’s needs.
Even if the country of Merde is shattered from the inside out in the process, this person doesn’t get involved.
This person has no loyalty or even regret. Even aristocrats. A country eventually becomes suboptimal to something within my grasp.
“If not, you can come to Evirgio.”
Actually, the conversation is over. All that remains is Count Hilfe’s decision.
Did Merde’s jewel, which is said to be intelligent, go to the country of her demons and put her demons in her hands and try to move the world like this? Count Hilfe was impressed.
For the Count, who could not imagine that she was half-subservient to Roan and that she was strictly following his will, it was the best guess, and he had no intention of going against the Golden Goddess’ advice anyway.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to accept.
Roan casually turned his head toward the door.
The moment everyone looked at the entrance to the director’s office, puzzled by his actions, a belated knock was heard.
“Director! Leah is here!”
Sermo looked at Roan as if asking for permission at the voice over Urtellia’s door.
Earl Hilfe had clearly grasped the relationship between forces in the few seconds of silence.
Sermo, a former bishop, is a high-ranking priest who frequented the royal palace. He was a person who dealt with princesses, saints, nobles, and the pope.
The first person he asks for permission is the one with the most power in the room.
Roan nodded, and Sermo spoke for the first time.
“Come in. A guest is coming.”
“Excuse me.”
The door is open.
Count Hilfe’s upright posture did not waver, but his pupils widened.
“Oh my goodness. Long time no see. I missed you.”
“Hmm.”
The first thing that surprised Count Hilfe was the big man who was blocking the door like a wall as soon as he opened it.
Suin to be exact.
The young man, who had a hard and large body, had leopard ears on his head. It’s definitely the tail that moves slowly. Its white fur has light gray dots.
For the first time, Count Hilfe’s lips parted aimlessly. The little sorceress girl who was passing in front of her didn’t even catch her eye.
And when Count Hilfe saw the woman standing behind the young man, his eyes widened.
Elegantly styled silver hair. The alluring nape of the neck and overwhelming breasts that cannot be covered even with a blouse. A seductive body stretched out beneath it. And a longsword in a pitch-black scabbard that did not suit her slender waist.
A woman whom even the Countess, who did not frequent social circles, had his eyes on at a ball he had once been forced to attend. A woman who was said to have mixed blood from distant Rayorun.
“Fiora… ?”
As soon as she entered her director’s office, Fiora, who had been hugged by Roan and kissed her on the cheek as if she didn’t care about the eyes of others, only then turned her head at the earl’s hoarse voice.
“Ah, is this the helper Grunent was talking about? You are the count who is said to have the most money in the country, right?”
Fiora laughed softly. Helen and Yurtellia cast their eyes as if they were uncomfortable with her monopolizing Roan, but among the ladies in this position, she is nothing short of a queen.
Being able to occupy an equal position as a ‘friend’ with Roan was something that neither Elenia nor Grunent dared to do. So the two of them just kept silent and watched her actions.
And after reading the whole situation, Count Hilfe asked Roan in a trembling voice. It was the most passionate look he had ever seen.
“Have you guys already entered the palace?”
It was a rejection as a human being.
No matter how much he shied away from aristocratic society, he was born into an aristocratic family. He is, of course, supposed to have eyes on Merde rather than Evirzio, and on humans rather than demons.
The moment he saw Fiora, the Count was shocked as if he had actually seen the traces of the ‘collapsing Merde’ he had only vaguely thought of in his head.
And Roan, who saw that, responded softly.
“There’s no way I’d ask you to do something without even doing that. Of course, it would be a little easier if the count cooperated.”
And the count gritted his teeth.
‘Overwhelm’ followed by gentle words.
The Count was a man who did not know the sword,
I felt like I was about to collapse from the energy that the people in this room exude.
Everyone was watching Count Hilpe. With a look in his eyes, as if he couldn’t be assured of his safety.
A cold sweat broke out on the count’s back.
“And unfortunately, Grünent didn’t give you a choice.”
“…”
The count’s sharp eyes cast questions instead of words. Roan is the emperor who always kindly explains. So, Roan replied.
“Grunent. I. I decided. To use you as a chess horse. It won’t interfere with what you like, and will support what you want to do as much as possible. But there is no choice.”
Roan released the magic of the transformation tool.
Count Hilfe’s eyes trembled like never before.
I heard him bite his teeth hard so as not to open his mouth stupidly.
Roan was satisfied with this man’s restraint.
Grünent’s pioneering plan is also excellent. Maybe she has a skill for recognizing her human abilities.
“Really, demons… This, in the middle of the spruce…”
The Count let out his words like a moan.
But it wasn’t something he wanted an answer to.
Roan, who revealed herself as she was, gave advice to Count Hilfe.
“From the moment you chose to hold the hand of a princess who had already gone to an enemy country, you decided to betray your country. There is a physiological resistance, but you know how to defy it. You know what matters most to you. That’s it. Do what you have been doing.”
Roan’s tone changed, but
The Count couldn’t take issue with him.
Count Hilfe felt a deep fear.
It wasn’t because of Roan’s ‘overwhelm’.
With black horns that seem to suck in light,
A demon with purple eyes.
But none of the humans in this room
No one is surprised to see it.
Rather, some of them are sending affectionate glances at his words as if it were natural.
The count was horrified.
Former bishop. The former vice-captain and saintess of the Holy Knights. The princess of this country she is not here.
Everyone is being swayed by that demon male. I don’t know how he did it, but he even entered the middle of the enemy country, and stretched out his hand and eye to the center of the palace. This demon is a really strong person.
The Count seemed to have finally vaguely realized what this demon was like.
In fact, if this
It is only a matter of time before the demons dominate the center of this country.
The reason why Spross is considered safe is because of the sense of relief that demons, whose appearance is different from humans, cannot physically reach this place.
But they are already here.
If you overcome physical distance, there are many ways to do so. Assassination. Magic. Politics as now.
“Rejection… Are you going to die?”
Count Hilfe was still calm and had sharp eyes, but his voice could not hide fear.
Roan looked at the Count with an unhostile gaze. As if to reassure him.
“I know you can’t.”
Roan laughed lightly.
At the sound of his laughter, both Helen and Fiora. I smiled as if I was in a good mood. It was a trace of the ‘Miheun’ that oozes out of Roan.
“The calculation is already done. Who has the power and who will bring you more money. What will this country be like?”
Roan whispered.
“Race, it really doesn’t matter. Wouldn’t a human have been merciful to you just because he was a human being? As a demon, I am reaching out my hand to you. It’s just an appearance.”
The Demon King held out his hand.
It was an act of asking for a handshake.
“How is it.”
The Count stared blankly at the hand.
The hesitation was brief.
The answer has already been decided,
All he has to do is to casually swallow the rejection as a human being that arises in a corner of his heart.
His head, his experience was shouting.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that even the princess can guarantee. Being hated by the king is a good opportunity to shake the political world of this country from the root.
The Count reached out and took the Emperor’s hand.
Then he put his forehead on the back of his hand.
Complete allegiance.
What he did to his king.
It wasn’t a very reliable loyalty at the point of already betraying the king, but Roan could see the deep affection for money that the earl had by that gesture.
That’s enough.
There are many ways to make money for Roan.
“I will accept it. Please speak.”
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“I’m sorry that things went well, but I think I have to tell you some unfortunate news.”
Count Hilfe left the room as if nothing had happened.
He will fully support the Liberation Army and this orphanage in the future, and will take the lead in shaking up this country.
Even otherwise, Merde, which is in pieces, will indeed rock like a ship in a storm.
Watching him climb into the chariot,
Fiora leaned against the window and continued.
“Schlaner returned to the palace yesterday and disappeared this morning.”
“Disappeared?”
