Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 122



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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 122

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How does copyright enforcement work? First, intelligence is collected. Then, the intelligence is secretly verified to be true. Then, personnel are suddenly dispatched to secure the scene and evidence.

It was not difficult to confirm the intelligence, but it was difficult to secure the scene and evidence. A clear demonstration of force was required, and numbers were important here. This was because the equipment that could be held in one’s hand was limited to a club.

If you pull out a knife and see blood, things get worse, and of course the security guards get involved and it becomes a headache. Guns go without saying.

In order to exercise rights on one’s own, a tacit agreement with the security forces was essential. No matter how lazy the public power was and how it did not work properly, public power was still public power. If one treated it as a joke or ignored it, one would have no choice but to personally experience the horror of public power.

So, if you tell the guards in advance, “We intend to exercise these rights,” or ask for their understanding later, “We have exercised these rights,” the possibility of legal problems arising is reduced.

Although postpaid is more expensive than prepaid due to the bribery structure that requires prior oiling, the problem that Johnson is talking about is that this implicit custom does not work whether it is prepaid or postpaid.

“The guards keep interfering with us. And the reason is because of the influence of Count Zeltny.”

“Do you know why that is?”

“I know it’s a matter of passion.”

“… … .”

Arthur was speechless when he saw Johnson staring at him.

No, really? You brought the emotions from that duel last time here?

Arthur was dumbfounded. Not only did he not know how to distinguish between public and private matters, but wasn’t the person he was fighting with Attorney Sangswart? He was his rival, so why was he picking on him?

“I will go and see Count Zeltney.”

Arthur said that and sent Johnson away. This was a problem that Johnson could not solve.

Arthur went straight to find Cato Zeltny. He was at the Imperial Household.

Cato Zeltny was a royalist nobleman who had just emerged from the ranks of nouveau riche and gained the trust of the royal family by helping with their finances.

“What’s going on?”

Kato Zeltny greeted Arthur with a cold expression. The marks of the bloody battle at the riverside were still visible on his face.

“I heard you’re interfering with the crackdown on illegal music box duplication.”

Arthur got straight to the point.

At his words, Kato snickered and said, “Is that it?” and then replied,

“There are strict laws in the kingdom. If someone does something wrong, they should be punished according to the order and rules established by His Majesty the King. They are not even punks. How can we ignore this and ignore it?”

That’s right. It’s a word that deserves to be spoken.

There is nothing wrong with what Kato says, but what is the reality?

Since the public authorities are just watching and turning a blind eye, aren’t they trying to help themselves?

While everyone else was doing that, he was picking on Arthur’s business and interfering with it, spouting out things like that.

An unfair law is not a law. The moment the law is applied to a specific person, it is no longer a law, but a club in the hands of a thug.

Well, that kind of club is better than nothing, but it makes the person who gets hit unilaterally and alone feel like shit. He said he wanted to become an anarchist. Law? He fell asleep talking about fucking laws.

Arthur had a history of going one step further and becoming an anarchist terrorist, but he held onto his senses and responded calmly, thinking of the child growing in Viana’s stomach.

“This is not good for the kingdom either. If business prospers, won’t more taxes be collected?”

“Not going into the pockets of the nobles? We also know that you have joined hands with Count Stan.”

“We are not joining hands, but we are asking for mediation to smoothly resolve a dispute that arose with a factory owner.”

“But isn’t it true that the amount of disk music boxes that the neutrals were looking after went to the top? There’s no way to know what they talked about when they were alone.”

Arthur, looking at Kato with a bitter smile, concluded that it was impossible to persuade him with a public cause.

Cato pressured Arthur for public and political reasons, and Arthur sensed malice in him, not wanting to distinguish between public and private.

Could it be that a man’s ugly jealousy made him seize upon a public weakness for a private reason?

Going further, talking about the queen and the royal family’s interests would only lead to the issue of Arthur’s identity, because Cato was determined to cling to that.

You’re a royalist, right? What? No? Really? Prove it. It would have been right to change the game before things got this way.

So I said it out loud.

“Are you doing this because you think Madame Zeltney loves me? Are you blinded by jealousy?”

“… … .”

Kato, who had been hit hard by the sharp tongue, glared at Arthur with hostile eyes.

Arthur said with a sigh.

“I don’t know where you heard it, but it was a misunderstanding.”

“Misunderstanding?!”

Kato raised his voice.

“Are you toying with me right now?!”

“It’s clearly a misunderstanding. Honestly, I can’t do anything to change your trust. Even if it’s not a misunderstanding, I don’t understand why you’re acting like this with her. Didn’t they end up getting divorced?”

“You’re married!”

Kato shouted. It seemed like he didn’t hear the misunderstanding that came before and only heard what followed.

Arthur interpreted the cry as follows. It seems that he was a married man who had an affair and got divorced, but his ex-wife, who he divorced because of the affair, was in love with Arthur, a married man, so he couldn’t stand it any longer.

Arthur also fully understood that point. Why can’t I, and why can’t that kid?! Even monkeys get angry at unfair treatment.

But in Arthur’s opinion, Cato’s anger was entirely due to his own incompetence.

“Yes. I am a married man. That is why I could not accept Madame Zeltny’s feelings. But is that something for Viscount Zeltny, who is divorced, to be angry about? Don’t you honestly think that it is the karma you have sown?”

“what?!”

“It is not your fault that Mrs. Zeltney has fallen in love with a man who does not betray his loyalty and faithfulness to his wife.”

“Shut your mouth!”

Kato picked up his pencil case and threw it at Arthur. Arthur tilted his head back slightly to avoid the pencil case flying towards his head, and Kato strode over to Arthur, grabbed him by the collar, and shook him while yelling.

“What do you know to yell like that?! Do you know how much effort I put into making her happy?! Do you not know what sacrifices I made, you idiot!”

Arthur gently grabbed his collar to calm him down, but it was hard to hold back the saliva particles flying into his face.

So after Kato spat out a quarter, he grabbed his wrist and twisted it free. And then he replied:

“So? What should I have done? I should have accepted her feelings and rolled around in bed with her?”

“If that were the case, you would have died by my hand!”

“So, Viscount Kato Zeltny, if you still love her, shouldn’t you be grateful to me instead? You should show me your respect and gratitude for keeping the sacred vows of marriage. Do you think it’s easy not to be swayed by the attentions of a beautiful woman like Madame Zeltny?”

Kato licked his lips, but was unable to formulate a rebuttal.

“And please, let’s keep the work and private life separate. You seem excited, so let’s stop here for today. Next time, please be rational and talk.”

Arthur left with those words.

And a few days later I heard from Johnson Cordelli that there would be no more disturbances. And three days later Cato came again.

“Count Kato Zeltny. What is it?”

“Let’s talk.”

Arthur briefly looked at Cato’s face as he answered Arthur’s indifferent question with a calm face, then picked up his coat and followed him.

The place where Kato and Arthur arrived was the terrace on the second floor of a tea house in a noble district.

Kato, whose bruises had disappeared from his face, looked up at the sky and spoke as if reminiscing.

“It was a sunny day like today when I first met her.”

“Personal complaints are not welcome.”

At Arthur’s cold response, Cato looked at Arthur as if he was displeased, then smiled and said.

“Why is this happening between us?”

Between us? Another line?

“We are actually grabbing each other by the collar.”

“How common is it to grab someone by the collar?”

Despite Arthur’s sharp remark, Kato responded with a cheerful smile. He didn’t look like the person who had shown excitement last time.

“Just get to the point. I want to go home quickly and take care of my pregnant wife… … .”

But Arthur did not change his cold, businesslike attitude, and Cato, feeling embarrassed by his attitude, licked his lips and brought up the main topic.

“How can we reunite?”

“… … .”

Arthur was so shocked that he put down the teacup he was about to drink and looked at Kato’s face. If we were to translate Arthur’s gaze into words, it could be said something like, ‘Has this guy gone crazy?’

“Do you think it would be possible?”

“Is it possible… … not?”

“I enjoyed the tea.”

Arthur put down his half-drinkable cup and tried to stand up. If Cato hadn’t grabbed his collar, he would have walked out of the teahouse.

“Let go.”

“no.”

Arthur had no choice but to sit back down, as his clothes were about to tear if he insisted on going out. Why were bourgeois clothes so expensive yet so fragile?

Arthur sat down with a discontented look on his face and declared,

“If you say that to me, I have no answer.”

“But aren’t you the only man who knows her best?”

“You’re not even married?”

“It was a long time ago. I can’t tell what kind of person she is now.”

“You still love me even though she’s not the same as before?”

“Ah, yeah.”

Arthur tilted his head as he watched him nod with a smile.

“It seems to me that your Highness does not want to reunite with her, but rather wants an opportunity to put an end to the lingering attachment he cannot let go of?”

Because you’ll be able to end your feelings, whether you reunite or just end it for real.

But Cato jumped up and denied Arthur’s words.

“Absolutely not! I fully realize that I was a bad man in the past. So this time, I’m going to make her happy.”

“Your Majesty. In the world, that is called regret, foolishness, and obsession.”

Romance novels often feature regretful men, foolish men, and obsessive men, and they do become popular. However, there is a reason for their popularity.

‘The handsome and talented guy who abandoned me and hurt me regrets it and is obsessed with me?’

Isn’t this a character that is enough to stimulate women’s fantasies? The problem is that there is no such man in reality. Even if there were, someone else would have already snatched him away.

But Kato showed unfounded confidence.

“So? How many people in the world don’t have regrets and don’t have any attachments? Obsession? Love is also an obsession. Where in the world is there love without obsession?”

He asked Arthur for cooperation, revealing his self-affirming tendencies, but Arthur had principles.

“I don’t interfere in other people’s love lives. Never.”

“Just tell me what she likes. I’ll be satisfied with that.”

“Hmm… … .”