Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 166



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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 166

29-2nd Trava War

At those words, Countess Tzak responded with a sly smile.

“Since you are a semi-noble by name, you have become a noble as well. Good. I will do as you say. In return.”

“instead?”

“You should find a good man around you. We can’t let Isabella grow old alone like that.”

“Hmm.”

Arthur nodded at the words, which he somehow sympathized with, but the conditions were not easy.

A good man… … Simply put, a cool, capable, and trustworthy man, right? But it wasn’t as simple as that. What was cool, how capable, and how trustworthy depended on each person’s standards.

And above all, the question was whether or not they were destined to be together. No matter how wonderful a man or how beautiful a woman they were, if they were not destined to be together, they could not love each other, and even if they did love each other, they could break up.

It was such a difficult problem, but fortunately, Countess Tzak set a condition for payment later. She said she would first accept Arthur’s request. She also knew that fate did not come easily.

* * *

“Are you doing well in your relationship these days?”

When Arthur asked Jaran, he nodded, looking embarrassed.

“I think I managed to convince my family.”

“Then I’ll set a date soon.”

“Because it’s wartime, they decided not to have a large wedding.”

Arthur nodded at Zarran’s words. People meet and part ways repeatedly even in difficult times.

Arthur gave a moderate amount of luck to such a person.

“Is there anyone around you who would be a good husband?”

“Husband? Did anyone ask you a favor?”

Jarani asked back. Arthur usually didn’t ask for such personal favors.

“Uh… that… … Mrs. Zeltney.”

“Yeah. Why?”

“I broke up with Attorney Sangswart.”

“No, how could that happen?”

Arthur’s head started to hurt as he tried to explain the pitiful tone in Jaran’s voice.

So, the truth is that Countess Tzak was Madame Zeltny’s sister-in-law, and she tested whether Attorney Sangswart could become her brother-in-law, and Attorney Sangswart failed the test and broke up with Madame Zeltny because of that, and Madame Zeltny broke off a relationship with Countess Tzak, her sister-in-law and friend… … Isn’t that what you can say?

“I just happened to find out. The other day, when I went to the salon, there was another woman next to Attorney Sangswart.”

“Aren’t we just acquaintances?”

The question came from Samuel.

Arthur shook his head at him.

“But Attorney Sangswart was really struggling with that woman. It was like her nose was pierced.”

“Your nose is pierced?”

Arthur shrugged his shoulders in response to Samuel’s question, saying he didn’t know anymore. Then Samuel seemed to be lost in thought for a moment.

He was so deep in thought that he didn’t even notice Arthur and Jaran looking at him closely, and then their eyes met and they smiled sinisterly.

As Jaran looked at Arthur, he nodded with a meaningful and sinister expression. Arthur nodded back with a similar expression.

Only then did Samuel notice the sinister expressions on their faces.

“What did you two talk about?”

“I wonder if someone who lacks courage is finally gaining courage.”

Samuel’s face flushed at the sight of Jaran’s amused, sinister expression and the gaze directed at him.

“What are you talking about?!”

Arthur spoke to him calmly, like a monk, as he raised his voice in a fit of anger.

“A courageous man wins a beautiful woman.”

“Oh my god!”

Samuel got up with a flushed face and stormed out of the room, making it obvious that he didn’t want to deal with her.

Arthur thought as he looked at Samuel’s back. Samuel and Mrs. Zeltney… … They weren’t a bad match. To be honest, it wasn’t that they didn’t know each other and it wasn’t that Samuel didn’t like Mrs. Zeltney, but if Samuel wondered why they hadn’t had something going on until now, he would have said that he had been too busy. Arthur would have told him not to make excuses and that he just didn’t have the courage.

Jarani blurted out a word.

“Will it be okay?”

“Well? Mr. Samuel certainly makes a good husband, but I wonder what Mrs. Zeltney thinks… … .”

Aren’t you already in a relationship with two men?

Although the two men may have their own excuses, from Mrs. Zeltney’s point of view, it is true that she was disappointed by the men twice.

Her heart would be tightly closed due to wounds. It would be extremely difficult for Samuel, who has never been single and does not know women’s hearts, to open the heart of such a woman…

Hmm. Should I give you some advice?

As Arthur thought so, Jarani opened her mouth.

“Oh, there’s someone who said he wanted to see you today.”

“Who is it?”

“Member of the People’s Assembly, Fried Papaka.”

“… … Yes? Why that person?”

In response to Arthur’s question, Jaran asked back.

“Of course it’s because of the field hospital work, right?”

* * *

“I’m sad that you left me out of such a good event.”

After a while, Freed Papaka arrived and looked at Arthur and said.

Why are you upset?

Arthur thought so, but being a mature member of society, he was skilled at not revealing his true feelings right away.

“It has nothing to do with politics, right?”

“But wouldn’t it be easier if I got some help?”

Arthur studied the friendly smiling face of Fried Papaca.

To Arthur, he was something like… a competent troll?

To use a metaphor, he was like a person who was good at laning but couldn’t read the overall situation well, causing confusion by distorting the board. It could be summarized as someone who could see one move ahead but couldn’t see two moves ahead very well.

As Fried Papaka said, it was clear that it would be easier to provide field hospital support if we received political assistance. But didn’t Arthur not know that and go out and meet people from all walks of life to plan the plan without even telling the king first?

Even the best intentions start to change strangely when politics gets involved. An emperor who killed people who were just hoping for a piece of bread for their starving children as a mob that threatened his power ended up ruining his own family, and a head of state who tried to suppress the parents’ demands for information on the cause of their children’s deaths because they were being used for political purposes ended up experiencing a political crisis.

But even after such an event, were the people able to get a piece of bread for their starving children? Were the parents able to understand enough about the cause of their children’s death?

Before we can judge whether something is politically right or wrong, there is one thing that must be clearly considered: the more we try to interpret and resolve some issues politically, the more unexpected side effects emerge, and we end up moving further away from solving the problem.

It’s like trying to solve an earth science problem by bringing in the Bible. If you bring in the Bible to solve a problem related to dinosaurs and start shouting, “Dinosaurs are a lie! There is no such thing as dinosaurs!”, will that solve the problem?

And Arthur didn’t want that risk added to his support of the field hospital, so his words to Rep. Fried could not have been kinder.

“Be honest. After all, isn’t the goal to gather public support through the People’s Assembly?”

I don’t think that Rep. Fried would help out with something that was not beneficial out of pure good intentions.

Fried responded with a disappointed look on his face.

“Of course, there are such calculations, but I also sincerely hope that as many soldiers as possible return alive. Aren’t they all our neighbors?”

Arthur laughed bitterly at those words.

“Our neighbors… … I saw a disabled veteran before. He was begging on the street. Our neighbors, those who risked their lives fighting for us, are already being treated like this.”

Arthur’s reason for volunteering at the field hospital was extremely personal.

If we raised the survival rate of the soldiers, Hans would also have a higher chance of returning alive, that was all. We didn’t take into account our neighbors. Arthur knew that there would be side benefits, but that wasn’t the goal.

So Arthur could point out Fried’s hypocrisy without any hesitation.

“Since support for field hospitals will be handled at the civilian level, how about the People’s Assembly thinking about a bill to help disabled soldiers like that?”

At Arthur’s words, Senator Fried also laughed bitterly.

“Haven’t you ever tried it? But it was crushed by the nobles. There’s no budget for such a place. His Majesty the King felt sorry and gave us a budget that was barely enough to make it look good, but it’s like peeing on someone’s lap.”

I haven’t tried it before… … Arthur shut his mouth.

To him, Rep. Fried continued speaking in a lamenting tone.

“The People’s Assembly is powerless. But if it gathers public support, it will be different. If it plays a part in supporting this field hospital, the public will certainly support the reason for the existence of the People’s Assembly, and that will in turn give the People’s Assembly strength. If that happens, it will also give strength to future reforms.”

Arthur looked at Senator Fried, who was quietly speaking passionately. He had a cause. If Arthur were in his shoes, he would have tried to help support the field hospital. It was understandable.

But it was in Congressman Fried’s interest, not Arthur Hurt’s.

Arthur said.

“His Majesty the King would not wish to see the influence of the People’s Assembly grow.”

Those words startled Rep. Fried, and Arthur continued.

“Not to mention the nobles. Oh, I don’t know about the neutrals, but one thing is certain: the moment the People’s Assembly tries to raise its hand in the field hospital agenda, those with different political stances will also try to raise their hand. That hand will probably be much bigger and more powerful than the one raised by the People’s Assembly. And to that extent, the pure meaning of supporting the field hospital will be damaged. Because of that, it will be difficult to estimate how many of the wounded will survive. Do you understand what I mean?”

Councilor Fried responded with a look of disappointment to Arthur’s words.

“Okay, I see. You refuse.”

“What you just said is not a rejection. It’s a question.”

“Questions?”

“Congressman Fried, are you prepared to push your cause forward despite the sacrifices it may require?”

If political noise gets mixed up with the pure meaning of supporting field hospitals to save as many wounded as possible from the battlefield, the bigger the noise, the greater the side effects. And in such a situation, people who could have survived could have died.

That was exactly what Arthur was asking. Could a politician like Fried Papakar sacrifice the small for his greater cause? Was he the kind of politician who could do that?

In response to Arthur’s question, Fried Papaca looked down with a serious expression for a while. Then he closed his eyes slightly and looked at Arthur as if he had decided on something.

“yes.”

Arthur responded with a smile.

“But I’m not ready for that.”

“……yes?”

“Therefore, I cannot cooperate with Rep. Fried’s proposal. I apologize.”

“Okay, just a moment… … .”

Arthur smiled and continued speaking to the bewildered Rep. Fried.

“What if the support plan for the field hospital gets caught up in political logic due to the greed of the assemblyman or the people’s assembly, and my brother dies because of it without receiving proper treatment?”

The smile disappeared from Arthur’s face.

“I don’t know what I’ll do then.”

Is it alive? Rep. Fried swallowed dryly at the intimidation radiating from his expressionless face.

And that pressure didn’t stop at just a sense of foreboding. The thought that Arthur’s warning might come true also crossed my mind.