Game Mind of a Medieval Modern Person - Chapter 154



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154. Block the entrance without blocking the entrance. As I live a life that is a little more twisted than others, there is one saying that has struck me.

They say power comes from faith.

Power is the belief that makes even a scoundrel holding a knife bow his head.

But people are neither foolish nor pure enough to fervently believe in something abstract that cannot be seen.

So, they created symbols that would help people easily understand the abstract concept of power, namely the crown or the scepter.

The ancient people used all kinds of schemes and struggles to obtain power and this symbol.

This is where the misconception comes from.

I was one of the most adept at exploiting this illusion.

Of course, I didn’t learn the tricks of tormenting people the moment I was born.

Everyone has something to learn, and I too have learned from excellent teachers.

It was thanks to the lessons learned from the veterans in the multiplayer of [Fantasy Monarch], a battle between pure evil who commits unfilial and heinous acts.

And the users of [Fantasy Monarch], who learned while being bullied by previous users, tended to develop different play styles.

When you see users who enjoy different types of gameplay, you realize that people can’t be the same.

A person who persuades other users to stand at the top.

A person who is willing to take all losses to viciously control the users who will become his toughest enemies.

A person who is moderately settled and seeks isolationism.

[Fantasy Monarch]’s multiplayer is where countless users with various personalities come together.

But no matter how much we pursue play diversity, war cannot be avoided.

Because no matter how much diplomatic effort was made or how much tribute was paid, there were users who would draw their swords to achieve their goals.

In this chaos, my reputation slowly began to shine.

This is because they unconditionally oppose what others do, blindly pursue war to achieve their own dreams, or pursue a different direction from users who never acknowledge anything other than a victory or a quick buck without any basis.

No matter how long it took, he built a foundation step by step, did not rely on allies, defeated his enemies, and used strategy only at the most critical moments.

Even in the midst of all this, in order to avoid a meaningless war, they accepted a moderate amount of damage and made sure to maintain the alliance that had been formed.

My accumulated playing experience and this faithful action naturally attracted the attention of my lord and fellow vassals, and before I knew it, I was often active as a member of the user union.

As a result, the political situation fluctuated greatly depending on who I supported.

For example, if the user vassals plot a rebellion against their lord.

[Your power is so great, but would you like to join our faction that seeks to lower the king’s authority?]

[The royal authority seems too high, so let’s shake it. This country is our country, not the king’s country, right?]

Thinking about who to eat.

[ok]

[Good.]

[Okay, then I’ll give you the final ultimatum~. Have you heard of our king’s constitutional monarchy~]

[Everyone, gather your troops and get ready to run to the capital.]

I made up my mind just before the rebellion broke out.

[I sent an ultimatum, everyone run, hurry up]

[Wait a minute. What is this kid?]

[?]

[No, but you left the faction right after I sent you this ultimatum?]

Before moving, let’s run around mocking each other.

[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[You guys, there’s a war going on with the king, so hurry up and come to the capital]

[Oh, my army was ran to the capital of the fuck]

[Meme;; Then you can’t apply from there?]

[No, sir, how can you suddenly strike down someone after saying you are rebelling?]

[Yeah, I don’t talk to those traitorous kids.]

[Hey, come on!]

The moral of this touching epic about protecting the country by remaining loyal to one’s lord even in dangerous situations is simple.

If you betray others as often as you eat, no one will trust you.

But if I betray at a crucial moment, no one will be able to curse me, so I can protect my reputation.

It was the truth that I realized when I heard the news that a user who had been betrayed by me and had all of his territory trampled had quit [Fantasy Monarch].

And the lessons learned at this time were put to great use in cutting down both the Duchy of Penrad and Yuvas.

***

Upon returning to Phenolium, the commander of Yubas, Wenis, who had his unit confiscated, was quite opposed.

Wenis even went so far as to cross the palace with a few of his loyal lieutenants and hound Kardal into the conference room.

“Kardal! You want to take away my command? What right do you have?!”

“This is a measure to prevent meaningless sacrifices. You, who are not even a commander, should just stay put.”

“Nonsense! I will report your abuse of authority to His Majesty the King. Let’s see how great you are!”

A man with a goatee and sharp eyes, Wenis, was thinking in his own way.

Rumor has it that Kardal took Wenis’s unit that joined Phenolium.

There was no commander so foolish as to hear this rumor and join Phenolium without any preparation or thought.

Now that Wenis has lost her hands and feet, she is trying to create an excuse for the commanders outside the castle to join forces.

If he dies while reporting to King Yubas, then naturally more people will be suspicious of Kardal.

I came here to prevent Kardal from being pressured too much.

“That’s strange. Isn’t there a person in charge of mediating this situation in the Yubas Expeditionary Force?”

“Bishop Powis… hmm. I know it’s presumptuous of you to do so, but this is a family matter. Please stop interfering.”

But Wenis turned away, clearly wary of intervention from this side.

Kardal also seems to have noticed this fact.

As soon as Wenis and his men turned around and left after making their bold declaration, Kardal looked in this direction and asked.

“If word gets to my father, Yubas’s army will have a reason to attack me.”

“I’ve already found an ally to help you. From here on out, it’s a race against time.”

“Alliance? Are you talking about you, Bishop Hou?”

“Do you want to ally with me?”

How dare you want to be on equal footing with me, even though you are the one being sponsored.

As expected, he is a man with great ambition.

Luckily, Kardal was also a guy who knew his stuff.

“No. I have no intention of risking the reputation that would follow if I allied with you.”

Judging by the way he humbles himself in front of the water god, he doesn’t seem to be very discerning.

I nodded slowly with a satisfied smile.

“I am glad to see your humility in acknowledging that you cannot be equal to this good and noble Bishop.”

“…”

“Anyway, you’ve already found allies to help you… Move quickly and aim to defeat Yubas’s forces one by one before they can gather.”

“Who the hell is helping me?”

Kardal, this guy must be an unfortunate neighbor who has never received kindness from others.

I showed that altruism and beautiful camaraderie still exist in this world.

“King Penrad.”

***

May 21, 1216.

Prince Penrad, who had been persuaded by me, finally started to move in earnest.

It was around the time when the confrontation between Kardal Orne Yuvas and the rest of the commanders was in full swing that a grand proclamation was published.

“Yubas’ army went out to help Penrad, but at the crucial moment, they gave up on defeating the enemy. They treat Penrad as an arena for their own struggles and pastures to pillage, and under the pretext of cooperation, they persecute the poor and innocent. I can no longer stand by and watch!”

Here, Kardal, who received my timely advice, chimed in.

As soon as Kardal heard of Prince Penrad’s declaration, he went to the audience room and bowed politely and apologized.

“Forgive me, Your Majesty. They are blinded by their own selfish interests, contrary to my father’s will to help those exposed to invasion. Their sin is the sin of Yubas, who turned a blind eye to them. I also wish to join Your Majesty in the army, so please permit me.”

“Good! I don’t think all Yuvas are as evil as they are!”

As he spoke, Prince Penrad glanced in my direction, exactly where I was.

I nodded in response to Prince Penrad, who was looking for assurance.

It was obvious what this dramatic alliance meant.

That night, as I was fiddling with the quill by candlelight, I welcomed a guest.

I wondered who was knocking on the door in the middle of the night… It was Terveer, dressed in armor, who showed up at this hour.

Terveer delivered the news in a calm, gloomy voice.

“Wenice Orne Yuvas was captured while trying to escape.”

“Let’s send him to Kardal and have him killed on suspicion of desertion. If he has any sense, he won’t let him live.”

“Narva, the pagan hordes are still rampaging through Penrad. Do you really intend to sit by and watch as brothers of the same faith squabble?”

When I heard that, I put down the feather.

“Lord Terveer. Their beliefs and ours are completely different.”

“Different? We serve the same royalty?”

“They want the world of Yuvas, and I want Powis to survive, so of course it’s different.”

Personally, it was a family I liked.

Prince Athelton, a very generous father to his children, although he may be a bit lax.

Adelred, the successor to the position of Common Sense Position, was born with exceptional intelligence in the Mugol family and is often plagued by common sense.

Terveer, a knight who shows both tears and laughter, but also occasionally shows an unexpected side.

“Of course, if Yubas becomes king, things will be better than expected. Some people will see Yubas’ reign and praise him for being right.”

In addition, there are the Golden Sprout’s Yurid and the sisters-in-law I have yet to meet, but what is important is my heart that holds them in high regard.

“But the king I want to serve is not the right king.”

If someone in this world must be king.

If it is right to kneel before the king!

“My faith, my belief is that anyone in my family can be a better king than Yubas. I will help them be a better king.”

-The one who kneels should not be our family, but someone else.

“This is my answer, brother.”

“Narva…”

“Don’t ask me to think of others.”

I lowered my head and picked up the feather again.

“I am not God. I would rather be a narrow-minded, petty man, who puts up a fence and supports those inside, than hold everyone in my heart and do nothing.”

I didn’t want to know what kind of gaze Terveer was looking at me with.

Then, something suddenly occurred to me and I raised my head again.

“But if you want to do it for everyone, how about making a vow to the temple?”

“Ugh… What is that? I don’t really like strict rules like that…”

“You just have to kill pagans and foreigners. Why don’t you give it a try?”

“I won’t, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that. Ahem! Hmm! If I keep doing this, I’ll be asked to swear a vow of self-restraint. It’s getting late, so I should go now!”

I guess Terveer saw this as a build-up to the vow of moderation.

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud when I saw her running away in fear, knowing that her lower body was loose.

***

So on June 2, 1216.

As a result, King Penrad used the 5,000 troops he had gathered to fight against the pagans to fight against the Yuvas army, which shared the same faith.

Here, the 2,000 troops originally led by Kardal Orn Obas and the 1,000 who had usurped command joined, making a large army of 8,000.

The expeditionary force of Yubas, which was exhausted fiercely while fighting against Ariaba, was now on par with the quantity of supplies.

Encouraged by the fact that he could at least match the mighty Yuvas in numbers, Prince Penrad led his vassals on their campaign in an agitated tone.

“Go to war! We will strike down those who have abandoned the cause and turned into plunderers!”

“”Take back the principality!!!””

On the surface it was a punishment for plunderers, but in reality it was a usurpation of Kardal, and a power struggle between Yuvas and Penrad.

Eventually, the Duchy of Penrad soon turned into a fierce battlefield between the two sides.

Prince Penrad wanted to completely expel Yuvas, who threatened his rule, and Yuvas, sensing Kardal’s plan to usurp power, launched a desperate resistance.

It’s been two weeks since King Penrad took Kardal with him on his journey.

I made an excuse that I would rather focus on defense than burden the supply by forcing myself to attack with my insufficient forces, and then I heard a report from downstream along with Terveer.

The messenger brought news that was somewhat expected, with a sigh of relief.

“You, it’s Yubas. Yubas’ fleet is coming up the river!”

Was it really so desperate that they pushed ahead with the landing despite knowing Phenolium’s defenses, or was it the fault of the field commander who inspected Phenolium but did not report it?

Whatever it was, the Yuvas launched a desperate surprise attack to secure their position within the Duchy of Penrad.

Terveer, who heard the report next to me, laughed heartily, clasping his hands together with a flushed face.

“Hahaha! You must have been in quite a hurry. If you just hold out a little…”

“They are not enemies, they are allies. Put down the chains that were thrown into the river.”

“?”

I, too, tried my best to hold back the urge to follow Terveer and laugh heartily.

Instead, he spoke in a rather somber tone.

“While the evil pagan leader Ariaba is gathering the remaining soldiers and raiding numerous settlements, these people are busy cutting down their own flesh instead of fighting the pagans. It is lamentable that they are only too eager to point their swords at each other when they should be joining forces to fight the enemies of humanity!”

“…”

“I found out that the armies of Yuvas were not cooperating with each other because they coveted military achievements, and King Penrad was suspicious of them due to their repeated failures in battle. There was no one to mediate this distrust, and the conflicts continued, so now is the time to mend this wound.”

Still, he couldn’t completely hide the corners of his lips that were twitching.

“Bishop Hu, who is good, noble, and of great reputation, and who is a symbol of authority and faith that transcends the world, and who is the Apparition of the Stigmata, is by their side to mediate between them.”

This is truly the blessing of humanity.

I thanked him for this wonderful miracle, then immediately turned to Terveer and said:

“Sir Tervere, lead your knights to the main chapel of Bishop Penrad. I will temporarily take over as Bishop Penrad’s deputy, who has remained silent about this corruption.”

Then Terveer wiggled his eyebrows and asked back.

“I… Your Majesty. Why do you use such wicked tricks?”

“How wicked!”

This bitter feeling of betrayal.

I couldn’t bear the mental shock that was coming and had to suppress my laughter.

“How can you call me evil when you leave those who are planning to show their teeth instead of coming to Phenolium, even though I am the one mediating?”

It’s unfair.

Crazy!

Episode 155