Past Life 2nd Class 9 Warlock - Chapter 233



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Chapter 233

Episode 233: Persuasion (1)

Late night.

King Henry Belcarte secretly escaped from the palace.

“Your Majesty, it is dangerous. “You don’t know much about him, do you?”

I learned a lot about a person named Yukiel Agnes.

However, before the Barony, he had never shown any special actions.

I know that he came from a fallen noble family of another kingdom, but he became an absurd figure in a short period of time.

It is a reckless act to trust the words of such a person and move one’s body on such a late night.

‘Yes, but…’ … .’

For some reason, I felt a strong sense of trust in his words.

I also wanted to know the true meaning of the being who threatened to kill the two masters in close combat.

Henry Belcarte looked at a master who was walking briskly and whispering with worry.

“I said it right then and there. “You really couldn’t defeat him?”

“W-how can that be possible!? “There is no master who will lose to a wizard right under his nose.”

“That’s why you’re going with the monks, aren’t you?”

The two masters remain silent.

Henry Belcarte, who hurriedly walked along that path, was able to reach the place Yukiel had mentioned.

It was an underwear store that only women would frequent.

“… … .”

I can’t believe I’m calling a place like this.

I’ve heard of a brand called Elle.

It is a brand that currently dominates the market through monopoly within the Kingdom and is increasing its market share in other kingdoms as well.

Since the brand was raising a lot of money within the kingdom, they tried to raise taxes and impose sanctions by creating special laws.

When I asked who the real owner of the brand was, I couldn’t believe it was him.

“Go in.”

The door was opened carefully.

There were no employees inside to guide you through the products.

A space where the lights are on but there are no people around.

It was a time when I was walking around quietly looking at the products.

Yukiel appeared at the top of the stairs and bowed his head politely.

“Please forgive my rudeness. your majesty.”

“Are you the real owner of this place?”

“yes. your majesty. “I took this measure because I needed a lot of money to run the territory.”

“You’re resourceful. “It must be an absurd amount of money to run a baronial territory.”

“Isn’t the more money the better? Now, please eat inside.”

With an unnecessary joke, Yukiel led the king to the office on the third floor.

Henry Belcarte, who entered a rather luxuriously decorated space and sat down on the sofa, looked at Yukiel and began to speak.

“So, what is the reason you called Jim to Ye?”

Yukiel got off the car without saying a word despite Henry’s words.

After a moment of silence, and the tea was well brewed, Yukiel carefully placed it in front of the king.

“Nate tea is good for mental and physical stability.”

Henry looked down at the warm, steaming tea.

However, rather than picking up the tea, he glared at Yukiel, who was savoring the scent of the tea.

Yukiel, feeling his gaze, cautiously began speaking.

“Absolute royal power.”

“… … .”

“Isn’t this what Your Majesty wants?”

A cold, subdued atmosphere.

Henry Belcarte quietly narrowed his eyes.

In any kingdom, there is no king who refuses absolute royal authority.

However, the problem is that realistically it is impossible.

“So, is there a sharp number?”

“Before that, I want to ask you something.”

“Tell me.”

“Will your Majesty risk your life for him?”

Henry frowned at Yukiel’s words, and the two masters trembled while holding their swords.

I want to pull out my sword right now, but something happened to Yukiel before.

“Yes you bastard! How arrogant you are! How dare you discuss His Majesty’s life!”

A master’s shout.

But Yukiel didn’t bother to answer.

I just looked at the king, who narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

At a time when the air was freezing and the battle between the two sides was intensifying, Henry’s heavy mouth slowly opened.

“I’m embarrassed. “You risk my neck.”

“Your Majesty’s intentions are the most important.”

“Wouldn’t it depend on what your proposal is?”

“I want to have absolute royal authority safely. “Is this what you mean?”

“… … .”

“I’m curious. Do you think that’s possible? “To be honest, the situation is already tilted.”

That’s correct.

It sounds impossible.

If that were possible, I would have done it already.

But why does he make this suggestion on that tilted board?

Is it to drive out the aristocratic faction and take over the power that was left vacant?

I was curious about his intentions, so I wanted to find out what his plan was.

“good night. Put your neck on the line. “Honey, tell me how.”

“Isn’t there only one way?”

“So what is the method?”

“To kill and destroy all trash that interferes with royal authority.”

Kwaaang-

As soon as Yukiel finished speaking, Henry Belcart slammed the table with an angry expression.

I was wondering if there was some kind of clever trick, but it turned out to be nonsense.

Not only is it not possible given the current forces, but even if it were possible, it would not be done.

How could he, as the king of a country, walk the path of decline in national power?

“There’s no need to hear any more! “Did you call me here to tell me this nonsense?”

“Is there any other way to deal with the current situation?”

“Yes you bastard! You only know one, but you don’t know the other! Even if we eliminate all the noble factions, what will we do about invasions from foreign powers? “You are trying to set the kingdom on the path to destruction!”

Yukiel smiled at the king, whose eyes were fluttering in anger.

“It will happen if we move the border forces. But, wouldn’t it be okay to prevent that from happening?”

“They won’t let you do that? “How do you mean that?”

“I will make the board. “Not as a member of the King’s faction, but as a baron.”

“What did you mean by that?”

“They will do whatever it takes to get rid of me if I am mortally wounded in this subjugation. “If it’s before you join the King’s faction, you can easily get over it.”

The King, who was about to get up from his seat at Yukiel’s words, sat back down with a serious expression.

“so?”

“I’m going to make them hit me. And, in his name, I will behead the head of the noble faction as soon as I arrive in the capital.”

“Well, what… … ?”

“If you do that, the noble faction under you will definitely rise up. However, in a fight against a baron who is not a member of the royal faction, there is no justification for moving the troops deployed on the border, and we will judge that we can win with internal forces alone without having to do so.”

“So, so?”

“If I win one or two battles, they will feel a sense of crisis. Because I would have figured out how much power I had. “At a time when they are concentrating their power and trying to suppress me by force, Your Majesty and the King’s faction must move.”

“You’re moving? “How?”

“Tell me about my sins and say that the royal family is trying to determine right from wrong. Then they will definitely reject it. Considering that they tried to join hands with the King faction, not only can we not trust the royal family, but we will never tolerate them as they were the ones who carried out the surprise attack in the first place.”

therefore.

Move the king’s faction under the pretext of rejecting the king’s orders?

What kind of absurd plan is this?

Are you saying that an individual is going to fight against one force?

Not only does it make no sense, but if it were possible, it would be even more dangerous.

That means that just as they dealt with the noble faction, they can turn the king faction and the royal family into enemies.

“Such nonsense…” … . Even if that were possible, it would only lead to the same result!”

“Why?”

“Don’t you know that if you move the army to punish those who violated the king’s orders, you will also give them a justification to move the army deployed on the border! Additionally, moving the military requires reorganization and a series of processes. “How can the noble faction not know this?”

“When did I tell you to move the military?”

“W-what? Then how… … .”

“The military must never move. The king’s faction must also suppress the noble faction with its own internal forces. There is already no justification, but even the border troops are being withdrawn? In that case, there is a high possibility that neutral nobles will turn their backs and side with the King faction.”

“… … .”

“More than anything! Even if we were to withdraw the military at that time, a minimum amount of time and preparation would be needed to do so. In other words, unless the aristocratic bastards in the central political world flee to a place where they have formed a support base, everything will already be over by the time the retreating army arrives.”

“… … .”

“When everything is already over, the army that has returned dares to draw its sword against the king? You will never do that. “They won’t have any justification.”

It’s all idealistic nonsense.

There is a huge blind spot in everything he says.

The question is whether he really has the power to do so.

How can you win a battle against an aristocratic faction with your own personal strength?

Also, how can they suppress the enemy if the military does not move at a time when the forces of the King faction are already lagging behind?

‘Is this a ploy by the aristocratic faction? ‘For the cause of anti-government?’

I heard that thought first.

Whether possible or impossible, he cannot be trusted.

Even if he had trouble with the aristocratic faction, it wouldn’t cause this level of resentment.

“What is your real purpose? Do you want empty power after the aristocratic faction disappears?”

“No way. Just think of it as a hunting dog. I’m not interested in politics. “I have no interest other than decorating my territory.”

“Then why on earth are you suggesting such an absurd and dangerous thing?”

“I am a warlock. All I need is a corpse and a prisoner. “It’s a neatly wrapped prisoner and corpse that won’t be a hassle later on.”

The king remained silent.

I don’t know how things will turn out.

There is no guarantee that everything mentioned above will go as planned.

Because each person has different thoughts and values, they may act differently than expected.

Many variables are bound to arise, and as I said, I have no intention of organizing the noble faction so neatly.

Anyway, once you get them involved, the king and his faction will have no choice but to follow, no matter how things progress from then on.

Meanwhile, King Henry Belcarte felt severe internal conflict.

‘Should I believe it or not?’

Honestly, it’s hard to believe.

Let alone trusting him, everything he says sounds like lies.

What is the point of saying this when nothing has been proven?

It is not a matter to be decided in a place like this, and the risk is too great.

‘Should I just pretend I didn’t hear it and go back?’

It’s a straight argument.

There is no need to take risks.

Even if you discuss it with the King faction, they will all unanimously say no.

If we make a mistake, it is like giving the aristocratic faction an excuse and a justification for rebellion.

However, I am curious about the basis for being so confident.

What on earth can he believe and be so confident?

“to be honest… … .”

“Please speak.”

“I can’t tell you anything. “As you know, Jim doesn’t know anything about you.”

“… … .”

“There is no way to know the basis of your confidence. Even if I believe in you, there is no way the King faction would accept this risk.”

“… … .”

“Jim doesn’t trust you. “All your words sound like lies.”

In the end, is this what happens?

Yukiel looked at the king with a cold expression.

Maybe I really should join the noble faction.

At that moment, the king spoke in a trembling voice.

“So, I want to know the basis for that. Prove it. “That you have that power.”

At that, the corners of Yukiel’s mouth slowly rose.

Those words were like saying that if we can believe, we can agree together.

Yukiel broke the black jewel bracelets he wore on both wrists by striking them hard against each other.

Ssaaaaaa-

Black air currents flew around, and strange energy exploded in all directions.

In the midst of the dreary black air currents, Yukiel slowly lifted the corner of his mouth and continued speaking.

“That’s right.”