Past Life 2nd Class 9 Warlock - Chapter 232



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Chapter 232

Episode 232: Appeasement

A royal palace with a sense of silence.

The king, who had defeated all the ministers, formed a private party with Yukiel.

“What calculations are made?”

“What do you mean by calculation?”

“Isn’t there a political calculation to push the aristocratic faction into a corner? That’s why they made such an unreasonable move.”

Is this the life of a king?

I felt really tired.

A life in which every word must be subject to political calculation.

The king did not seem to believe that he would subdue the enemy alone.

Rather, he seemed to think that by taking that stance, he was preparing for the next attack.

“I just said I would do it because I could.”

“Do you really mean to head to the Ers Plain alone?”

“yes. “So it is.”

“Don’t you know their intentions?”

“It’s obvious. It would be fine if he died on his own, and even if he came out alive, wouldn’t he seize the opportunity and try to kill me if he was in ruins?”

You accepted it even though you knew that?

King Henry Belcarte’s eyes widened.

“What on earth is your intention?”

In response to the king’s question, Yukiel looked around and slowly raised his magical power.

The two sword masters next to the king grabbed their swords.

However, Yukiel’s magical power was engraving letters at the king’s feet.

[There are too many rats to say that. If you would like to hear more details, please visit us at Wall Mary tonight at midnight… … . Please come to. 〕The King’s eyes trembled as he looked at the long list of letters.

What on earth do you want to say?

Soon, the two masters guarding the king frowned and whispered cautiously.

“Your Majesty, it is dangerous.”

“He doesn’t know his intentions.”

Escorts trying to dissuade them.

But the king was curious.

What on earth is Yukiel’s intention?

What is it that is kept so secret?

The king then lifted up a pen, wrote a message on a piece of paper, and threw it to Yukiel.

〔What do you believe in? 〕

A word with many meanings.

Yukiel wrote down the words again.

〔If you want to become a true king, join my hand. 〕

One of the guard knights who read the words drew his sword and let out a roar.

“Yes you bastard! “Ruthless!”

“Don’t interrupt presumptuously. “It is for Your Majesty to decide.”

In response to Yukiel’s words, he raised his Auror blade and bound Yukiel’s body with air pressure.

However, at that moment, Yukiel’s rogue magic soared and took control of the entire palace.

Even the remaining master drew his sword due to the magical power so concentrated that he could not breathe.

“That’s bullshit. “Are you, His Majesty’s faithful confidants, even ignoring His Majesty?”

“W-what!?”

“How dare you act rashly and pull out your sword in the presence of His Majesty, even though His Majesty has not commanded you?”

“… … .”

“You can kill him right now, but since His Majesty is there, he is holding back, so put away your sword. “Before I change my mind.”

An imminent situation.

At that time, King Henry Belcarte quietly turned his head and looked at the two guards.

The two guards met the king’s gaze, their eyes trembled violently, and they immediately withdrew their swords.

“Boo, I have committed disloyalty.”

“You have committed disloyalty! Please forgive me.”

The king took his eyes off the two guards and looked at Yukiel once again.

‘Is it confidence or arrogance?’

In general, a wizard cannot defeat a swordsman in close combat.

The difference between winning and losing between a wizard and a swordsman is a battle of whether to give distance or not.

However, he is not an ordinary knight, but a master.

There was no way they could stand a chance against a wizard at this distance.

However, he is talking as if he can kill the two masters of course.

And that too, as if there was going to be a real fight.

“That’s right. “Just go away now.”

Yukiel bowed his head politely at the king’s command.

I committed a rude act that could have ruined everything.

However, there is no way the King would risk his ass in a normal way.

Therefore, there was a need for some degree of adventure.

Well, somehow it seems to have worked out well.

* * *

I left the palace and took a step forward.

As I walked, doubting whether the King would really come out, the carriage door suddenly opened in front of me.

“So, is your private relationship with His Majesty over?”

“Marquis Arha… … .”

“Wouldn’t you like to ride? “It’s a bit awkward to stand and talk.”

Yukiel didn’t move even after his words.

He is a central aristocrat who is as cunning as a snake.

I don’t know what trick they’ll use again.

This could cause division between the King faction and Yukiel, and they could plot all sorts of things.

“I guess you’re suspicious. “If you do it, stand and listen.”

“What is your business?”

“Do you think the King faction can grant what you want?”

“But it’s not something the noble faction can agree to. “It requires the king’s approval.”

“Are you naive, or do you really want to believe it? It is nothing else but extraterritoriality. Do you think you will give it up easily?”

“… … .”

“Once is difficult, twice is easy. Even the king wouldn’t know that. It is a law that division may occur within the King faction due to extraterritoriality. A king who desperately needs to strengthen his royal authority would not want to do that just once. Even if the Marquis of Carlin made all kinds of promises, it would be okay if the King rejected them. “The King’s faction’s covenant is not necessarily the King’s covenant.”

Yes, I know that too.

That’s why I summoned him to negotiate with the king.

The king faction is also a central aristocracy like the noble faction.

It is foolish to take their word for granted.

As he narrowed his eyes and glared at him, the Marquis of Arha held out his hand and spoke.

“There was a little friction, but there is no reason to be hostile towards you. Especially in the current situation where Count Hargon returned safely.”

“So, join the hands of the noble faction instead of the king faction?”

“Yes. This is the era of the aristocratic faction. The tables are already tilted. What are you trying to do in this situation by joining the King faction? Do you think the king and the king’s faction will protect you?”

“… … .”

“Take my hand and come to the noble faction. Although it is not an extraterritorial right that requires the king’s permission and authority, equivalent authority can be given. “If you are worthy of that.”

Strengthening royal authority or rebellion?

Neither is good or evil.

They’re both the same anyway.

However, in terms of justification, strengthening the royal power is better than rebellion.

However, what Yukiel wants is not power, but war.

If the king faction is scared and has no intention of attacking the noble faction, one way is to join hands with the noble faction.

If I had a lot of time, I could build the game little by little and push the nobles in, but I don’t have time for that.

I didn’t know how long Etelos would give me.

‘The key must be with the king.’

Put it on hold for now.

If the king agrees, he will become the king’s hound and wipe out the noble faction.

If the king is too scared and refuses, he will become the hound of the noble faction and wipe out the royal faction.

In name, the rebellion is reprehensible, but that is only if it fails.

In any case, if it succeeds and a new dynasty is established, then it will become a ‘founding credit’.

After all, history is written by the victors.

“There’s no need to hold that hand right now, right?”

“Heh, you mean to get insurance? Well, good. “I didn’t think you would decide right away anyway.”

“Let’s think about it carefully.”

“I hope you don’t make a foolish choice.”

With those words, he closed the carriage door and slowly moved on.

Yukiel, who was standing blankly looking at the back of the carriage, let out a chuckle.

There was nothing wrong with having an option in case this or that didn’t work out.

It was a time when I was walking for a long time.

Another carriage stopped and the door opened.

“You were always fluttering your snout before. “Country bastard.”

“Who are you again?”

“Your gift was well received. “Thanks to this, twelve bones were broken and his entire body turned pale.”

“Oh~! That guy. They gave me lessons that I couldn’t learn even if I paid money. “If your son is capable of learning, he will feel something.”

He gritted his teeth and shuddered in anger at Yukiel’s joke.

“Be prepared! The noble faction will move soon. “In the name of Belto, I will make sure you pay a fair price.”

“I gave you a lesson and you take revenge? Is this why the school’s wizards tried to hide their knowledge?”

“Kill me… … . let’s go!”

He, Count Belto, said only what he had to say and left.

Yukiel laughed in bewilderment at that.

“One person says he will appease, and the other person says he will take revenge. “What do you want me to do?”

It was funny one way or another.

Well, from his point of view, it makes sense.

* * *

Kagang, cancankang-

A shower of sword strikes.

Stoll, who blocked the opponent’s repeated attacks, looked at his opponent indifferently.

‘Is it this much?’

Is your opponent weak, or are you strong?

Otherwise, is Tugui’s power that absurd?

The opponent seems to be trying hard, but thanks to his physical abilities being raised to the extreme by the power of the fighting spirit, there is no difficulty in dealing with him.

No, honestly, thinking about the preceding war makes me yawn.

“You damned brat! “You’re so good at running away with your small body!”

As the continued attacks were blocked, the opponent lost his composure and put his emotions into the sword.

And the already simple sword path became clear, as if he could understand it with his eyes closed.

‘Who calls someone a brat… … .’

Stoll was shocked.

I’ve been through several matches, but all of my opponents are at this level.

After seeing everything he needed to see, Stoll gradually concentrated his fighting spirit power into his sword.

Purple energy shimmered around the sword, spewing out intense power in all directions.

“… … !”

Sensing that something was unusual, the opponent collected his sword to protect himself from the blow that would immediately follow.

And at that moment, Stoll’s sword hit the opponent’s sword.

The opponent thought he had blocked it.

However, the moment the sword touched the sword, it flew away with a huge explosion.

The great player flies dozens of meters and tumbles out of the stadium.

The audience fell silent at that sight.

The atmosphere sinks heavily with a moment of silence.

At the moment when the space was about to freeze, the inside of the venue became more heated than ever.

“Fuck you! Isn’t it a scam!? “Where can you find something like that?”

“That’s right! “That bastard just orders it off the market from start to finish!”

“What a mess of swordsmanship, is it a swordsmanship to push the opponent and make him fall!?”

All of them were criticism.

However, even in the meantime, there were people who supported Stoll.

It felt refreshing to explode it all in one go.

At a time when the competition hall was overheating due to conflicting audiences, there was someone who became cold sweat as Stoll defeated his opponent and went up.

“Fuck you! Why do you keep going up?”

This is a guy whose name I have never even heard of.

So I thought it would fall soon.

But, doesn’t he win every match in a ridiculous way?

I was secretly anxious that I would not be able to win the championship like this.

“No, no! “The competition starts now!”

There hasn’t been a strong enemy yet.

Even if he makes it to the finals, it doesn’t matter at all if he loses there.

After all, the money was bet on him winning.

“please please… … .”