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265 – The Most Gorgeous Coffin for You (9)
Nostrum is a place where crazy people always appear.
They do crazy things in unusual ways, but there are times when they are so out of common sense that it is ridiculous.
The empire is not an enemy now.
Since the opening of the Port of Sirene, the culture of the empire has come in and the things of the empire have spread widely, and the current situation is that pro-imperialists are also emerging.
It is not the first time that an emperor of an empire has visited the royal capital.
I had already visited once when creating Orosol Academy, and there were no problems at that time.
So why did this accident happen now?
“Gray Governor of Gibraltar. Well done.”
While the Habsburg Emperor was resting for a moment in the palace’s guest room, I met separately with Viscount Hex, who approached me.
“There was almost a war. Damn it.”
Viscount Hex’s expression was distorted like that of a demon.
“If you hadn’t made the first move, a serious diplomatic disservice would have occurred.”
“If you think about it, isn’t it the emperor’s fault for not having anyone with him as a bodyguard?”
“That’s true, but how can we argue with that from our perspective? It was Nostrum who threw the rotten egg. Damn. It’s ruined…”
Viscount Hex was irritated with a nervous voice.
“Ha. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be this annoyed with you.”
“It’s okay. Have you finished investigating who it is?”
“Ah. His name is Santorian. He’s 64 years old. He used to run a bakery, but they say it’s closed now.”
“Closing business?”
“They said it went out of business because of the Imperial Bakery that opened across the street. After all, the people who call it the Imperial Bakery are Nostrum citizens who bake Imperial-style bread.”
“Hmm. So…The old man threw rotten eggs at the emperor for that reason?”
“Okay. …Why are you smiling?”
“No. Just.”
Considering the circumstances, it seems plausible.
“Execute that old man beforehand. In the name of Naria Geo Nostrum. Otherwise, he will be found dead tomorrow.”
“…Who?”
“Everyone has a basis and justification. Those who love peace should condemn those who dared to give cause for war, the imperialists should punish terrorists who tried to harm the emperor, and the loyalists should condemn them for no reason. “I want to cover it up before the incident escalates for fear of being suspected of instigating terrorism.”
“Uhm…”
“It’s not like we’re going to listen to that old man’s crazy nonsense and watch over him all night, right? It’s not like we’re going to check each of the bread and water that goes into his meals to see if they’re poisoned.”
“I didn’t know the words ‘kill’ would come out of your mouth so quickly.”
“If you are going to die anyway, if you have committed a fatal act, it is better for everyone to kill in the most peaceful and stable way.”
The queen sheds her tears and beheads the people who tried to harm the emperor.
Some people may feel sorry for the elderly, but their sympathy will soon be buried under the rational judgment of common sense.
“Anyway, are you trying to harm the emperor? It would have been okay to kill him on the spot.”
“That’s right.”
“Now that the investigation is over, we must kill him at all costs. Otherwise, things could go in a bad direction for Queen Naria.”
“…Huh?”
“The environment is too perfect for selling corpses to end up as a simple incident.”
I raised both hands.
“For St. Geo Nostrum, it’s a perfect situation to lash out and say, ‘This is anger towards the empire,’ and for Habsburg von Tersian, isn’t this a perfect situation to rationalize by saying, ‘This is why Nostrum must be destroyed?’ Just save it. If you leave it.”
“Do you mean to kill me in advance to prevent something like that from happening?”
“Someone will make a move. People who are afraid of the emperor’s displeasure and are worried that relations with the empire will collapse. They were trying to harm the king in the first place, but they can’t just sit back and not kill him, right?”
“…I understand. I’ll tell you.”
Viscount Hex is not the kind of person who will arbitrarily omit a report to Naria.
“If Queen Naria forgiveness shows to emphasize her virtue, this could actually become an excuse for her to go to war.”
“…I understand.”
“Do you want to go yourself, or should I go?”
“I’ll go and tell you.”
“Please be kind to me.”
Viscount Hex has left.
In the hallway, none of the maids working at the royal palace thought of coming near here, and when I heard a knock from inside the guest room, I opened the door and went straight inside.
“What’s going on?”
“Did you mean you didn’t want to get blood on your hands?”
I shook my head as I saw the Habsburg Emperor smiling leisurely while looking out the window.
“Shouldn’t the King of Nostrum be responsible for the mistakes of the Nostrum people?”
“What about Gibraltar?”
“Gibraltar takes care of it.”
“I see. It’s a shame. They just spoon-feed me everything. How could I be this evil of Queen Naria?”
“Ha.”
I closed the door.
“You have bad taste. Do you really want to ruin the peace like that?”
“To clear up any misunderstandings, I didn’t move it myself.”
“I guess so. He just used the shadows to create a situation so that those people could commit their actions.”
There was an incident where rotten eggs were thrown at the emperor’s visit.
There are only two cases of doing this.
Either he is a Nostrumist who is obsessed with Saint Geo Nostrum and believes that ‘the Empire must be killed at all costs’.
This is either a play by Habsburg von Tersian, who is trying to gain political advantage through this issue.
“He was the one who threw the rotten egg. The empire did nothing to him. Self-employed people who are not competitive in the market are eliminated and die. That is the basic law of capital.”
Although this is the royal room, the emperor has already used his magic power to spread the aura’s brilliance and create a barrier that prevents noise from escaping.
“Although I hate elves who are obsessed with capital, at least I have the same view as them on the logic of capital.”
“Anything that loses its competitiveness and is eliminated in the market must disappear and disappear?”
“To be exact, nostalgic people who expect a hero to solve everything without any struggle or trying to do anything on their own.”
“If you look at it from that perspective, wasn’t the old man trying to do something on his own?”
“By taking the rotten eggs prepared by Saint Geo Nostrum?”
“Speaking of that, it seems that His Majesty the King, our multi-talented king, secretly gave us rotten eggs by royal order.”
“Hehe. I also didn’t order him to open an imperial bakery to ruin that old man’s business.”
The emperor chuckles.
“So, is that your conclusion? “It was the work of Saint Geo Nostrum?”
“It’s a rude and dirty welcome. It’s an example of His Majesty the Incompetent King trying to ridicule the Emperor by taking a picture of him being beaten with a rotten egg.”
The culprit is an incompetent king.
“But we have to catch one more person. Isn’t there a crime of aiding and abetting a crime under imperial law? Is the imperial emperor an exception to that law?”
“It’s no exception, but this is a kingdom, not an empire.”
“It’s a shame.”
“Then how about abolishing the Kingdom of Nostrum and making it an imperial territory?”
“That’s enough. That doesn’t mean we’ll abandon Nostrum.”
I pretended to slit my throat.
“If we only weed out the idiots and loyalists who are swayed by the words of Saint Geo Nostrum, it can still be recycled.”
“Recycling… Does that mean it’s already trash?”
“Let’s see what judgment our Queen Naria makes. If she shows her mercy her with her her her her pathetic her pity her-“
Footsteps were heard, and the emperor was surprised.
Knock knock.
Heavy knocking sound.
It is a familiar sound.
“Please come in, Viscount Hex.”
“…Excuse me.”
These words are not directed at me.
This is addressed to the emperor in this room.
“Before the meeting with the emperor of the Thersian Empire, I have something to tell you, so I came here.”
“What is it, the Kingdom’s Minister of Foreign Affairs?”
“After completing the investigation into the puppet who threw a weapon at Her Majesty, Queen Naria gave an order.”
“Hoo, what did you decide to do?”
“Death penalty. Instead of putting it on the gallows, they decided to use the guillotine on the scaffold provided in the prison.”
“Hmm… “
I was relieved at Viscount Hex’s words, and the emperor pouted his lips as he looked at me.
“It’s a shame.”
“What’s regrettable? If he had been spared one more day, he would have found all kinds of faults with it.”
“I was able to make Nostrum’s average a little more favorable to me. I’m definitely not the type of person who kicks a prepared meal or is a picky eater.”
“That’s it. Viscount Hex, what about the queen?”
“…I am in the golden hall with Her Majesty Queen Carmen.”
Golden Scepter.
You might say it’s gold, but Nostrum is a place with a throne that boasts 500 years of history.
“We will finally meet in person. Gray Gibraltar. Please guide me.”
The emperor smiled and pointed to his entrance, and I stood in front of him.
What kind of reaction will there be?
The official meeting took place on February 10, 100 of the imperial calendar.
It was not Orosol, but the graduation day of Princess Astasia, who came to Nostrum Royal Academy as an imperial student.
The day when Crimson Gibraltar came to the Academy graduation ceremony alone to celebrate the graduation of Gray Gibraltar, who was graduating together.
At that time, my father and the emperor met.
I didn’t know what they were talking about because I was talking to Princess Astasia at the time, but in that brief meeting, they decided everything.
There may have already been sufficient rapport beforehand, but people who have reached a certain level can be gauged just by exchanging glances with each other in the same space.
Before regression.
The emperor withdrew all plans for an airship as an air force unit, which had been developed in utmost secrecy, and walked across the red plains and over the canyon on his own two feet.
They mobilized large infantry familiar to the Nostrum people and hastily mounted knights on horses that looked like they had been pulled from a racetrack.
It’s all because the Gibraltar family cooperated with the empire, but to put it the other way-
‘My father was stronger than the emperor.’
Even on the day of execution, my father was able to defeat the emperor.
Of course, the moment he opened the canyon and joined the Empire, the traitor Crimson after graduating from the Academy was much stronger than the Emperor.
If it weren’t for that, the Emperor would have carried out an attack by 9 Masters (including himself) against the Count of Gibraltar with the 8 Sword Masters of the Empire, including Lord Mente.
My father was strong at that time.
But what about my father now?
“Hehe, hehe.”
The emperor smiles and follows me down the hallway.
You could say it was unbecoming of an emperor, but I could see a bit of anxiety in him.
I know because I’ve seen it before.
I keep seeing him fiddling with his right fingers, a low smile flowing out of the corner of his lips, and his eyes blinking 0.1 second faster than usual.
After marrying Astasia, I can secretly see her actions when she asks me, ‘So when are you going to have children?’
Tension, nervousness, anxiety.
Anxiety about moments when things don’t seem to go as expected.
The monster seems to be the only human, but on the other hand, I also cannot relax because I think that the source of such anxiety is ultimately the monster.
“Gray. Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Well, isn’t that probably true? You seem a little nervous about who will be the strongest on the continent.”
“…Shall we make a bet?”
In front of the golden hall.
The emperor stopped and pointed to a tightly closed door.
“If I were stronger…”
“I will do it for the crown prince.”
As her relationship with her mother improved, her relationship with her improved, and Crimson Gibraltar, who was tormented every night and came to care for and love her family while taking care of her younger sisters, became weaker than the current emperor?
‘Then I have to bow down and go in.’
We must prepare to make a breach under the emperor.
“…It’s such a confident answer, it’s a little sad.”
“I trust my father that much.”
But since I didn’t expect that to happen, I immediately opened the door to the throne.
Squeak.
The throne door, which normally opens easily, makes a rough hinge sound.
There are two golden chairs at the end of the red carpet.
One is Queen Carmen, and the other is Queen Naria Geonostrum.
And next to Queen Carmen.
At the bottom of the stairs, a red-haired knight stands wearing the uniform of the Royal Knights, a black rose, and a golden seal.
“…Ha.”
As soon as the emperor sees the knight in red, he grins.
“Does this have to last another year?”
1 year.
Of course, it is because he is standing as a marquis to protect the royal family.
My father stands one step higher than the emperor.