Game Mind of a Medieval Modern Person - Chapter 175



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175. Prince Athelton, who leads the Duchy of Lawpowis where different races are active, is famous for loving only one person throughout his life.

It’s a rumor that everyone knows.

There was even solid evidence to prove this pure love. This was something that even those who disparaged Prince Aeselton could not dare touch.

Even after sending his wife away, Duke Athelton never remarried.

Considering the weak political base of Duke Athelton himself, it would have been much more advantageous to gain relatives through remarriage. In fact, there must have been a lot of pressure to do so, but he rejected it all.

He had a strong sense of family love, and he especially cared for his youngest son, who lost his mother at a young age, as if he felt a sense of indebtedness to him.

Of course, due to a series of minor misunderstandings, the days of caring for the youngest son became a thing of the past, but his love for his family remained the same.

The proof of this was that after returning to the castle and having a brief audience, he suddenly called me aside and spoke to me.

“You came to see what was wrong with Ethelred and his wife?”

A person who would normally have asked me why I came and started complaining greeted me with a bright smile.

Anyone who looked at it would be more delighted that his youngest son had come to help Aethelred than that he had come to visit after a long time. Still, as I chewed on the bitter aftertaste lingering in my mouth, at some point I was able to understand Duke Athelton.

Yes. It is natural to worry if the second son has more than 10 illegitimate children and the first son doesn’t have even one.

Moreover, it was not only Prince Athelton who was deeply troubled.

Sir Overt, who was serving as the spy officer and close associate of Prince Athelton, also nodded repeatedly and let out a sigh of relief.

“You came at the right time.”

“What’s the enemy?”

“There are growing voices arguing over the succession of Sir Aethelred. If Your Majesty intervenes, we may be able to put a stop to it for the time being.”

After hearing the detailed story from Lord Overt, I realized that the situation was more serious than I thought.

Our father, Duke Athelton, ascended the throne amid suspicions that he had murdered his brother, and suffered from the distrust of his barons as a result.

The lords finally changed their minds and began to cooperate after the second Terveir gained the reputation of being the strongest in the Duchy of Powis and achieved brilliant victories against the pagans along the coast.

It is also important that Aethelred, who was chosen as the successor, was superior to Duke Athelton in terms of manners and learning, and that he dealt with the lords appropriately, building up personal favor.

It would be attractive enough for people to see Bishop Huran, who is cultivating a bright and hopeful future for the Duchy of Powis with his amazing foresight, bold determination, and endless passion that never tires, assisting them from the side.

The current Duke of Athelton and the Duchy of Powis were granted a stronger ruling power than usual due to the external factor of the pagan invasion.

It is like a very intricate gear that holds each other tightly together and turns.

But what if Aethelred fails to produce an heir?

Sir Overt had been on guard against this part from the beginning and had detected the movement he was worried about.

“Some lords have already begun to deploy their men and take action.”

“action?”

“We have confirmed that suspicious-looking individuals have been making contact with priests outside the diocese of Powis. There are also indications that they are questioning the women who allegedly spent the night with Sir Tervere.”

“Odwiard, Gaitan, and Peathun. Have you figured out which of the three is doing this?”

“Be careful. He has fled from all attempts at tracking him so far, perhaps determined not to repeat the same mistakes he made in the past when he was targeting Yeha.”

If the successor, Ethelred, fails to produce any children, the inheritance will naturally go to Terveer.

Even if Tervere renounced his right to inheritance, that was only when Ethelred was functioning properly. If Ethelred did not produce a successor, it would naturally be Tervere, who was next in line, who would inherit.

The problem was that Terveer had more than one illegitimate child.

As someone who had hastily ascended to the throne of the once-collapsed kingdom of Ravansta, I could clearly see what was about to happen.

Let’s say that by some coincidence, Terveer becomes king.

What if that lucky coincidence even leads to Terveer?

“You used your head a little this time.”

I understand why you would want to contact priests outside the diocese of Powis.

I am relying on the power of other, more independent dioceses in case I do not recognize Terveer’s illegitimate children and refuse to baptize them.

It was clear that this was the work of someone who was well-versed in the internal strife within the church.

Knowing that there was a division between the local Praetorians, who were loyal to the Vatican, and the Institutionalists, who demanded an independent status for each diocese, he seemed to be trying to link this strife to the issue of illegitimate children.

And he will claim to be the guardian of the illegitimate child and attempt to wield absolute power.

“They are trying to involve other factions within the church, knowing that if the situation worsens, they will have no choice but to confront me.”

This is a malignant tumor.

If you don’t deal with it in advance, there is a high probability that it will eat away at your entire body in an instant, making it hopeless even if you cut it with a knife.

It was a much more sophisticated and terrifying ambush than the forced marriage and raid that Yubas and his thugs had planned.

There was one thing here that bothered me.

“But you seem to be acting with too much confidence for a conspiracy. Especially when it comes to matters related to the successor, there is so much uncertainty that you can never be certain.”

“Does that really look that way…”

If my guess is correct, the opponent was operating under the premise that Ethelred would never be able to have children.

There’s only one way I know of to make that possible.

Sir Overt, who was adept at dark tricks, seemed to have known what it was for a long time, but His Highness the Duke of Athelton was so naive in such matters that he just raised an eyebrow.

“I wonder why Bishop Hu and Lord Overt enjoy telling their own stories so much.”

“Your Majesty, I think we will have to strengthen Sir Ethelred’s security even more than usual.”

But it’s not like I’m clueless or stupid.

As soon as Prince Athelton realized what I meant, his face turned pale and he asked a question that wasn’t really a question.

“Narva, what are you talking about?”

“….”

Maybe this isn’t just a couples clinic, but a bigger problem.

I declared, feeling the air a little cooler than before.

“It appears that Sir Athelred has been targeted for assassination.”

***

There is no tree that will not fall after ten strikes.

This proverb, which tells us that persistence and patience are important, ironically also applies to assassination, which involves harming people.

The most important thing in assassination is persistence and patience.

This aspect was especially prominent in the pure evil battle, [Fantasy Monarch].

This is often the biggest mistake that users who are new to the game make. The stereotype that great people don’t die easily and the way of thinking that it’s impossible for the weak to overthrow the strong have led to this.

If you are a new user, you will often criticize them, saying that it is unreasonable for someone as great as the emperor of an empire to get beaten to death by a commoner.

These users are so fixated on the perpetrator that they forget the existence of the most important conspirator.

There is no reason to gather in a dark, basement-like place, wearing hoods and lighting a candle.

What if other people, knowingly or unknowingly, leaked information about the complaints of the commoner Naburangi who usually resented the emperor and helped him cooperate, and naturally induced him by providing him with the necessary funds or goods?

Just as countless people knowingly or unknowingly step forward to help a warrior defeat the Demon King, can it still be said that it is unreasonable if there are people who support a commoner behind the scenes to stab and kill the emperor?

Besides, the assassin’s poisonous mind should not be taken lightly.

Assassins are people who hang on walls to kill people, crawl up to the bathroom while their faces are covered in shit and urine, and then kill the person by slitting their anus with a knife.

These guys might be after Athlete, who is kind-hearted and works harder than anyone else to help with paperwork.

The suspicion that there might be a plot to assassinate Ethelred led me to make a decision.

I made this determination known to Sir Overt, who was my guide, as I was making my way to the mansion where Aethelred was staying.

“I think we need to clean up all the servants, servants, and even the vendors who deliver goods, renew the contract, and conduct a thorough investigation.”

Instead of staying in the main castle, the Ethelred couple were staying in a mansion located inside the outer castle.

Fortunately, the road to the mansion wasn’t as muddy as the common piss and urine stains.

There is a stream running through the castle of Powis, and the water quality of this stream, which has been a source of drinking water for people for a long time, must be preserved, so the surrounding sanitation is strictly managed.

Instead, there emerged day laborers who dragged carts filled with all sorts of filth.

As I watched from a distance the flies that landed on the cart and danced around with each rattling wheel, my already poor appetite was lost again.

It was at this time that Lord Overt opened his mouth.

“Huh… I understand that Your Majesty is already quite busy.”

“It’s okay to do something while you’re here.”

“Humble and humble…”

Fortunately, the musty smell subsided quickly after a while.

The moment I saw Ethelred’s mansion, protected by high walls and iron bars, the strong scent of flowers, as if caressing my nose, drove away all the unpleasant smells.

“It’s a little better here.”

At least I’m satisfied that I won’t have to see any ditches overflowing with black mud.

Perhaps the reason I don’t visit Powis’s nature often is because I know this situation better than anyone else.

But Sir Overt, who had long regarded the hygiene awareness of 21st century modern people as an oddly obsessive-compulsive disorder, just smiled bitterly and grumbled.

“Since this is where Sir Ethelred is staying, it should be better than the alley we were in just now. However… Sir Ethelred has already told us that he is sorry that he cannot come out to greet you as he is attending to his wife.”

“You’re taking your wife with you?”

Before coming here, I had already seen how Terveenne lived, so it felt unfamiliar.

Wasn’t the [Middle Ages] the place I knew a woman who took care of all the household chores and fed her useless husband?

Sir Overt sighed and shook his head with wide eyes as if he understood my question.

“I haven’t seen the child for years. Even if His Highness the King and Sir Aethelred don’t care, I can’t help but worry about the rumors and the pressure from my family…”

“Is your condition very bad?”

Sir Overt was an honest man.

He rolled his eyes.

“yes.”

It helped me prepare myself.

***

“Eek!”

A dusty woman crawling on her knees, running away from the sunlight into the shadows, whether her dress is torn or not.

“Honey, it’s okay. My brother, Narva. You know that little boy?”

“….I don’t know.”

“honey.”

“I don’t know…”

Ethelred, kneeling before the woman and struggling to console her.

Before anyone could say anything, Sir Overt and I quietly left the room and faced each other.

“As you can see, you are avoiding people.”

“You’re definitely not in your right mind. What kind of wildflower smell is that?”

In this day and age, there is no such thing as perfume.

If there is any, it is only perfume, but how much of that precious oil must have been applied to make it smell good even from far away.

If it weren’t for the fact that I was a beggar with superhuman patience and manners, and that Lord Overt was a man of manners, I would have already vomited.

It was impossible to infer that he was in his right mind because he was giving off such a strong odor.

“Smell?”

“Oh, really. I thought all the perfumes coming from the mainland were for women.”

“No…. I, Your Majesty.”

It was a moment when I was secretly groaning because of the strong scent of flowers that made one side of my head tingle.

“The lady used to look after the flowers, but that’s a thing of the past since she became like that. Besides, Sir Ethelred hates perfume, so he doesn’t even use perfume.”

“…”

Only then did I raise my right hand.

“Elf.”

On the back of his hand, a faint outline of a blue cross was shining, which could not be hidden even by the leather gloves.

Episode 176