A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 135
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Episode 135. The King of the Rotten Kingdom
The vast circular stadium was filled with the thunderous cheers of the crowd.
But the people who were the ones cheering didn’t seem to care at all.
Amidst cheers from all directions… … .
The Black Prince rose from his seat with a blank expression on his face and the crown on his head.
The king took a few steps back and looked up and down at the crowned third son.
“Hmm. It suits you quite well.”
“Is that so?”
The Black Prince responded indifferently.
It was a crown that only one person in the kingdom could wear, but he didn’t seem to have much interest in it.
In fact, the Black Prince did not find any special meaning in things like the crown.
To him, a crown was a symbol of an overly extravagant and splendid king. Nothing more, nothing less.
His mind was focused on wearing the crown and his work.
The king did not find the black prince’s indifferent appearance strange.
Because I know his personality better than anyone else.
Instead, I glanced at him and commented.
“He’s the epitome of a workaholic monarch. He suits you very well.”
“… … .”
The Black Prince glared at the king with a deep, determined look.
It was too shameless for someone to send three royal knights to the first prince’s side.
The Black Prince wasn’t the type to beat around the bush, so he asked directly.
“Father, weren’t you planning to place your eldest brother on the throne?”
As he said, if the devil had not destroyed the royal knights, it would have led to his own defeat.
The king, who was asked the question, answered as if it was no big deal.
“Is this your first word?”
The king glanced at the first prince who was sitting there in a daze and said.
“That guy is too narrow-minded to sit on the throne. He doesn’t know how to see the world in a broader way. He will lead the kingdom according to his own framework. A new era requires a new king. Don’t you think so?”
The Black Prince glared at the King, who was smiling in an unknown manner, with cold eyes.
“… … Are you saying that you were going to hand over the throne to me?”
The king replied, scratching his chin.
“Hmm… I’m worried about your cruel nature… … But I’m sure the winds of change will come. It’s not bad.”
The king nodded as if he alone was convinced.
“It would be more accurate to say it is the best choice rather than the best choice.”
The Black Prince snorted.
“Noise.”
The king smiled broadly.
“You’re talking nonsense.”
The father and son looked at each other with their own smiles on their faces.
The Black Prince glared at the King with piercing eyes, his laughter holding back.
It’s ridiculous. No one could have predicted that he would win. Not even the Black Prince himself.
It is a miracle caused by the devil in the red eye.
Moreover, these are not the words that should come out of the mouth of the one who dispatched three royal knights.
“Then why did you send the royal knights to your eldest brother?”
The king asked back with a shameless face.
“A royal knight?”
The Black Prince’s expression hardened.
“Stop being so ignorant. It’s not over yet.”
“What are you talking about… … .”
“The last three knights. Weren’t they all royal knights? Luthier the Quicksword, Victor the Silent, and Vandyke the Iron Cage? Aren’t they?”
“Why do you ask me about the first guy’s article?”
“… … .”
The Black Prince glared at the King, who continued to act ignorant, and asked another question.
“And did you even expect me to win?”
The question was whether he had expected the Red-Eyed Demon to work a miracle.
Of course, it was a ridiculous question.
The king answered with a puzzled expression.
“What do you mean? Who can predict what will happen in the future? I’m not a god.”
“… … .”
“Of course I didn’t know. Are you saying that?”
“Then how can… … .”
The king changed his words as if cutting him off.
“By the way, you keep staring at that guy whether I come or not. Are you in love or something?”
The Black Prince gritted his teeth as he watched the King chuckle and lightly brush off his questioning.
“Nagging… … .”
The king said to the red-eyed swordsman who was looking up at the sky without paying any attention.
“He is a desirable talent. Considering his performance in the final battle, it goes without saying.”
“… … .”
“Besides, he’s still young. There’s no way to predict how much stronger he’ll become in the future.”
The king looked at the black prince.
“So, what are you going to do with that guy?”
The Black Prince answered immediately.
“I plan to make it my article.”
The king snorted.
“It is not a vessel that you can hold.”
The Black Prince stared at the King with wide eyes, then glanced at the red-eyed demon who was still looking up at the sky and asked.
“Do you know that guy?”
“No. I don’t know.”
“… … .”
The king answered with a grin.
“How can mere mortals know the will of the gods?”
“What is that… … .”
“Third.”
“yes.”
The king smiled meaningfully and patted the Black Prince on the shoulder.
“Lead the kingdom well. I hope you won’t become a bad king like me.”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
“Hahahaha… … .”
The king’s laughter echoed.
The Black Prince looked at his back with a displeased expression.
As far as he knew, the king was not a believer in any religious sect.
It was a caution to do what one can while contemplating the will of the gods.
Due to the king’s disposition, the Blake kingdom was a place where various denominations were evenly distributed without any particular religion gaining prominence.
The Black Prince also agreed.
But suddenly God?
Has your thinking changed as you grow older and closer to death?
It wasn’t that strange. It was natural for humans to rely on God as they neared death.
But… as far as he knew, his father wasn’t that kind of weak-willed person.
“… … .”
The Black Prince looked at the king’s back as he walked away with deep eyes.
What on earth are you thinking?
What do you know and what do you not know?
But soon the Black Prince shook his head and shook off the thought.
That’s that. I had to do what I had to do.
The Black Prince approached Aaron and snatched the voice amplifying tool he was holding.
Then he said to him:
The Black Prince’s voice resonated throughout the circular arena.
He waited until the overheated stadium gradually became quiet before continuing.
People were in an uproar at the mention of a rotten kingdom.
The rumbling grew louder.
The Black Prince spoke without caring.
The Black Prince pointed to the red-eyed demon who was standing supported on one side of the arena.
He was still looking at the sky.
The audience was in an uproar.
I had a hunch, but it was just a guess.
However, the Black Prince himself revealed his identity with his own mouth.
It was quite a shock.
Murdering a noble is a felony among felonies. Therefore, the Red-Eyed Demon is currently the worst criminal in the kingdom… … .
It’s incredible that the newly crowned king himself said such things.
It was an expected reaction.
The Black Prince continued his speech without paying any attention.
Once again a rumbling broke out.
Are you someone who deserves to die?
No one has ever said to a nobleman that he deserves to die.
Even if he is the king of a country.
The Black Prince pointed to the red-eyed demon.
He had been looking up at the sky, but soon he lowered his gaze and looked at himself.
Groan, groan.
The Black Prince’s rough voice echoed loudly throughout the stadium.
The spirit in his voice instantly cleared the noisy room and focused attention.
The Black Prince’s murderous gaze was directed to one place.
It was a place where the nobles of the 1st Prince faction remained in a state of shock in the nobles-only audience seats.
Their faces became pale as they were still unable to accept the reality before their eyes.
The Black Prince continued speaking as he glared at their pitiful antics as they hurriedly left the stadium.
The commotion died down for a moment.
we?
People looked at the Black Prince with wide eyes.
Groan, groan.
The commotion was louder than ever.
The Black Prince nodded his head in satisfaction as he watched the sight.
The Black Prince’s speech did not end there.
People looked at the Black Prince, wondering what he was talking about.
The red-eyed demon looked at the black prince with an unreadable gaze.
The Black Prince, who had proven that his words were not empty, appealed loudly.
The Black Prince paused for a moment.
-Wow!!!
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge cheer filled the stadium.
It was louder than any cheer I’d ever heard before. It was loud enough to shake the arena.
The Black Prince finished his speech with a dark smile and a look around the stadium, which was hotter than ever.
After successfully completing his speech, the Black Prince threw the magical tool he was holding to the dumbfounded Aaron and walked back to where the group was.
As they watched him stride confidently across the stadium, people chanted his nickname.
-Black Prince! Black Prince! Black Prince!
At first, it was a nickname that started as a derogatory term for someone who was black like a mutant in an all-white royal family.
Now, it has become a nickname that is used as a name.
I quite like it, thought the Black Prince.
The Black Prince said as he passed by the group that was waiting for him.
“Go in.”
Looking at him like that, Ashvan, who had been used so meticulously from the final battle to the Black Prince’s speech, muttered.
“… … Wow. You use it wisely.”
Then, Bok-sil followed him, limping, supported by Gyeong-ui.
Ashvan followed the Black Prince and cursed at the back of his head.
“The knights do all the hard work, but you take care of all the show. If someone saw you, they’d think you fought yourself. Oh my, you loser. I hate you so much.”
“… … .”
“Hey you little punk. But why am I your knight?
“… … .”
“You’re sneaking it in. Do you want to lose?”
“… … .”
“Huh? Look at that kid. He’s ignoring me? Pretending not to hear me? Pretending to be deaf? Should I pierce his ears myself?”
“… … .”
“Your Majesty. No, you are no longer a prince. Your Highness. Do you want to go behind?”
The Black Prince was cursed at by Ashvan and left the stadium.
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