The Devil Who Grants Wishes - Chapter 230



230 – Story of the Kingdom (1)

“Mr. Regent, this is…”

“Don’t make me say it twice.”

“…Yes.”

In a kingdom so unimportant that Faust doesn’t even bother to recognize the names, the regents and nobles exchange words. The nobles sweat profusely and try to make the regent’s remarks count as nothing, but they have no choice but to nod in the end due to the regent’s repeated pressure.

The regent’s words were not so wrong.

Excluding King Hyeon-guk, who rightfully owns the throne, the person with the highest right of succession to the throne is the current regent, the younger brother of King Jeon-guk and uncle of King Hyeon-guk.

Of course, strictly speaking, what the regent said was completely wrong.

Unless the current king is suddenly struck by lightning from the sky and dies, there is no way for the regent to take the throne, nor should there be. Because it is usurpation and treason.

“Your Majesty’s body is not perfect, so you cannot properly take care of your affairs. It is your duty as a subject to ease your Majesty’s burden of work.”

The words that it is normal for the body to not be perfect since it is still in the growth stage are filled to the top of the throat, but the nobles can barely hold back those words.

If you rebel against the regent now, the only return is death.

If the regent had revealed this ambition from the start of his reign, some, but not all, would have staged an uprising against the regent’s ambition.

However, the regent did not worry the nobles as he quietly served as regent for five years without expressing any particular ambition. As the regent slowly took control of the kingdom and carried out behind-the-scenes work during that period, he had already completed all the work. In this situation, there is no way for the nobles to defy the regent’s will.

It would be better to sit on the regent’s throne and be treated as a contributor to the revolution.

“…Yes, Your Excellency. No, Your Majesty!!”

“What if this man has not even performed a great deed yet and he is already calling me your majesty!!”

The regent yells at the nobleman who suddenly calls him his majesty, but his yelling does not contain any sincerity. The regent’s expression as he said that also did not contain anger.

It’s just full of happy emotions.

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“Ugh…”

And there is no way the young king would not be aware of the regent’s ambitions.

Even the nobles outside the palace must have felt something strange, but if the king, who is closely tied politically with the regent, does not notice, it only proves that the king is an idiot.

The King, who is not an idiot, spits, curses the current situation, and wraps his hands around his head.

‘No, if it continues like this, the only thing I can see is death.’

The King, who is 14 years old this year (15 years old in Korean age), is fully aware of what the future holds for him.

He will die soon.

The royal palace has already been invaded by the regent for a long time, and everything that comes to him, such as food, furniture, and clothes, is managed by the regent’s minions. It wouldn’t be strange if someone died from simply drinking a glass of water.

“Your Majesty, aren’t you eating?”

“…I will listen.”

But even so, a person cannot live without eating anything.

Well, even if you use some method to secretly bring in food from outside the palace, you can’t be sure that it’s the right food.

No, in the first place, since the king does not have servants who will be his servants, it is difficult to think that there will be servants who will obediently follow the king’s orders and bring in food from outside.

On the contrary, by turning the cause externally, it could end up making it easier for his uncle to take power, so the king just takes whatever food is given to him.

“Big, big…!”

And as expected, the king sees death.

Not long after the king started eating, he suddenly felt the sensation of his intestines regurgitating, and soon he grabbed his neck and started twisting his body.

The tableware in the king’s hand makes a metallic sound and is scattered everywhere, and the attendants who see it urgently, no, pretending to be urgent, call for the king.

“Your Majesty!! Your Majesty!! Come to your senses!! Your Majesty!!”

“How… What should I do…”

‘These… Damn… Bastards…’

A servant who just grabs the king’s body and shakes him to come to his senses without even calling a doctor, or a servant who just keeps talking too much and flailing his hands and feet and shows no will to do anything. It is impossible for the king not to have any thoughts.

As expected, he realized that he had no way to avoid death.

‘It’s only me… It’s unfair for me to die… If only I could kill all these evil things…’

-If I did that, I could at least sell my soul to the devil.

Seeing that the world literally wants his death, the king slowly closes his eyes.

No, he tried to close his eyes.

“Hee, hee…?!”

“W-what is this??”

“Guardian, royal guard!!”

It becomes very noisy in my ears. The attendants, who until now had been holding on to me without calling anyone else, were suddenly urgently calling out for the guards.

What on earth… Uh…?

“I can’t breathe…”

I can breathe. It’s as if I’ve gone back to before I ate the poison contained in the food.

No, it is not a level that has simply gone back.

Despite the fact that I had difficulty breathing due to rhinitis, now I can breathe so cheerfully as if the rhinitis has completely disappeared. It feels as if oxygen is being supplied directly to the brain.

This… What is this…?

“It’s you.”

At that moment, a very creepy voice scratches the walls of my ears.

A voice that seems to be a compilation of all the fears that exist, a voice that assures you that if even the slightest problem arises, your life will be lost on the spot.

And… It may be an illusion, but there is even a sense of holiness and divinity in that voice.

What on earth is this… Ugh?!

“Ah, ah… The devil…”

When I turn my head in the direction where I hear the voice, I see the devil looking down at me with his back and neck straight and his eyes rolling downward.

Even considering that I am currently lying down, the devil’s height seems very tall, so I feel intimidated and intimidated.

The devil’s yellow eyes, reddish-brown horns and whole body that sparkle in the light, and pale white hair that resembles a skull make those who see it automatically bow their heads.

It’s not just that.

Since his whole body is in the shadow created by the devil, he feels eerie and gloomy and cannot move his body.

“Because he was poisoned by a poison that ruined his respiratory system, I thought he would not be able to speak, so I treated him first. Make your wish.”

“Ugh… Ugh…”

Poison… Poison… You cured my poison-addicted body?

Or rather, what does wish mean?

I just can’t figure it out. The devil suddenly appears and heals me from poisoning and tells me to make a wish. No one will be able to understand this right away.

“Could it be that your wish was to be saved? If so, then you can say that your wish has already come true.”

The devil looked at me, unable to say anything and just flinched, and then he said that and turned his head.

As I watched the devil turn his head, I felt anxious and uneasy, not happy. My body and instincts are crying out for me not to let the devil go back.

And the crying body and instincts remind me of what I had temporarily forgotten due to shock.

‘…Yes, that’s right.’

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I did make a wish.

When your mind is dazed by poison, when your mind disappears as you face death…

I want you to kill everyone who made me like this.

So… This demon sensed that wish and came…?

“Hmm, the work is over, so I should go back”

“No, devil.”

After knowing that fact, and realizing that this devil is not the enemy, courage naturally wells up in my body.

I roughly throw away the servant who was holding onto me and pretending to be worried, and stand up on my two legs and look at the devil.

…It looked big when I was lying down, but it didn’t look that different after I stood up. If you stand right in front of it, you have to raise your head up.

“I want revenge on those who made me like this.”

“Revenge?”

“Yes, I want to make them face the same situation as me. I want to kill them. I want to kill all the servants who played this stupid play, as well as the uncle behind them!!”

It is common sense that you should not make a wish to the devil.

The devil takes a soul in return for granting a wish, and that soul will suffer forever in the devil’s hands and be forever raised as a hen that spits out eggs of negative emotions.

But that’s not what’s important to me right now. If the devil hadn’t appeared, my life would have been dead anyway, so shouldn’t I use my life in a more meaningful and valuable way?

If I can get revenge for something that was going to kill me anyway… It doesn’t matter. I thank God and the devil for giving me this mercy.

“Your Majesty!!”

I can hear the servants grabbing me from behind.

But that’s not worth listening to because it’s not like he’s telling you not to make a deal with the devil, but rather he’s begging you not to kill him.

Yes, I will give you my soul, so hurry up and get rid of these guys.

“I don’t understand why you want to face the same thing in revenge. Aren’t you alive and well like this?”

“…What?”

However, the devil’s answer after that was… So absurd.

It’s as if he won’t give me what I want, to the point where it makes me think he’s doing it on purpose.

No, of course it is not an illusion.

It is clear. It is certainly.

This devil gave that answer on purpose.