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The battle later called the ‘Battle of the Six Dragons’ was over. Casualties were surprisingly low. Civilian damage was virtually non-existent.
The attrition of the soldiers also ended at the level of a big battle between the lords. It was unusual considering that a city would normally be destroyed when a single dragon appeared.
“I’m really glad.”
“Goddess helped.”
When the nobles let out a sigh of relief, Bruno laughed and said,
“My lord must have helped. Speak straight.”
“… … .”
The nobles’ mouths were shut at the straightforward remark. It wasn’t wrong. Many people tried, but in fact, only one person, Luke, could not exist.
It was all the more so considering that Bruno and Ray were Luke’s vassals. In fact, the ball between the two was the same as Luke’s ball.
‘Kkeuh, things are going back and forth with trouble.’
‘Sir Luke’s balls are too big. At this point, it’s almost like being the king has been decided.’
‘What is the meaning of future voting?’
All the northerners gathered in the manor saw Luke’s performance. Even if you voted here, most Northerners would absolutely support Luke.
In fact, it was no exaggeration to say that the king had already been decided.
“Chemm! We’ll talk about that later. Isn’t non-gong pedagogy not important right now?”
“Right. First of all, we have to repair the damage and sort out the situation.”
Supporters of some nobles struggled to divert their words. Even if Luke’s election cannot be prevented, there is no need to conclude early on.
Something might happen in the meantime that might turn the current situation upside down.
“Right! The most important thing right now is to clearly reveal who is responsible for this situation!”
bang.
The group of aristocrats, who had been changing the topic with a shallow trick, turned their heads in surprise. On the other side of the sound, Viscount Thorburn stood up and shouted.
“Six dragons have invaded the territory! This means that someone has apparently lured a dragon into the territory!”
“Like he said! It can’t possibly happen by chance!”
“Now, we must find out who brought the dragon and hold him accountable!”
The people around them responded to Viscount Thorburn’s cry and stood up. They were nobles who had spoken with Viscount Thorburn in advance.
“Isn’t it a coincidence? Are you saying that there is someone who has attracted a dragon?”
“No, what kind of madman would attract a dragon?”
The other nobles murmured in bewilderment. Because common sense made no sense. Viscount Thorburn took a look at the nobles and said to Marquis Serge.
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“Does the Marquis have anything to say?”
“… … .”
Marquis Serge lowered his head. It was originally an old marquis, but it seemed that his wrinkles had increased by 10 years because of this incident.
“I’m sorry. This is all my fault for my poor son.”
“That, what kind of small grain is that?”
“Karl, that bastard attracted the dragon. He knew he couldn’t become king himself, so he tried to ruin everything.”
“… … !?”
All the nobles were stunned by the shocking confession. Karl Leiningen is the culprit behind all of this, what the hell do you mean?
The Marquis let out a long sigh and looked at Viscount Thorburn. The viscount looked surprised as if he hadn’t thought that the viscount would also reveal it obediently.
“Viscount, tell me.”
“What, what do you mean?”
“I want you to tell me what Carol did. Didn’t he already deliver all the evidence?”
Viscount Thorvern’s brow narrowed.
‘This old serpent… Will you surrender first before attacking?’
Although it differs from case to case, usually, when a person’s infidelity is revealed by others, in addition to the crimes that were there, the crimes that were not there are added.
Before that, it was clear that he wanted to avoid female sins by surrendering early.
“I will gladly do that! Everyone, look at this!”
The Viscount delivered the letter from Carol to the nobles. Astonishment and exclamation erupted whenever a letter passed among the nobles.
Sometimes a voice filled with rage, sometimes a scream in disbelief.
“How did you do this!”
“Is this really something that can happen?”
“Hey, you’re not crazy.”
Every time the nobles said a word, the inside of the Marquis rotted away. Among those expressing anger, the faction of the Marquis was also included.
‘It’s over.’
In fact, contrary to Viscount Torvern’s prediction, the Marquis didn’t think much of it. It was an incident that could have killed all the nobles who participated in the Platinum Conference.
Whether or not they surrendered, the situation was certain to be destroyed. Hiding it doesn’t change anything anyway, so I just revealed it first. The viscount, unaware of the fact, exclaimed triumphantly.
“Even if it is Karl Leiningen’s dogma, he is also Leiningen! Even the Marquis cannot evade responsibility!”
“Right!”
“This is something that can never be left unattended!”
The nobles each raised their voices. From those who had a grudge against the marquis, to nobles who were in the faction of the marquis and were about to step out.
There was no one on the side of the Marquis right now. However, an old nobleman spoke cautiously.
“But how are you going to ask for guilt against responsibility? We don’t know if it’s compensation, but we don’t have the right to punish. Even if it’s treason.”
“… … .”
Those who had been talking about the old nobleman all shut up. That was right. Punishment is from above to below.
The problem is that there is no noble in the north higher in title than the Marquis of Serge. The nobles were in trouble.
‘If it’s treason, there’s nothing wrong with killing him on the spot. It’s actually not that difficult to drive, but… … .’
‘If that happens, a new lord will come down from the center to replace Leiningen. Even the king was elected, but if the imperial family’s intervention intensified, it would be a total disaster.’
‘But if we decide on our own, there is a possibility that it will be seen as treason. It’s really difficult, difficult.’
The punishment was sufficiently legitimized that even the imperial family couldn’t be bothered. It was a time when the aristocrats faced with an unexpected problem were immersed in their own troubles.
Viscount Thorburn bared his white teeth and looked at the old nobleman.
“That’s not easy.”
“Shh, is it easy?”
“We do not have a king.”
“… … !”
Yes. Currently, the North was electing a king. If the elected king wants to punish the marquis, no one can stop him.
It is a royal title recognized by the imperial family, so the justification is also perfect. However, there was one problem.
“Is there a king? We do not yet have a king.”
“Who, besides Sir Luke, recognizes anyone else as king?”
“No, that… … !”
Some people were taken aback, but the viscount said with a straight face.
“Let’s see where it goes. The reason why Sir Luke had to be eliminated from the kingship. And an account of a king superior to Sir Luke.”
“… … .”
Those who tried to protest all at once became dumb and drank honey. Who would open their mouth to say something like that? No matter how you say it, it will be a sound that puts Luke down.
‘Damn it, what are you saying after saying that?’
‘If I say something wrong here, I’ll get beaten up everywhere.’
At the reaction of those around him, Viscount Thorburn smiled contentedly. Then he shouted at Luke.
“Come on, Sir Luke! Please tell me! What punishment will you give to the Marquis of Serge?”
“huh? therefore… … .”
When the arrow suddenly flew, Luke scratched his cheek and said,
“I’m not going to be king.”
“… what?”
The round table froze. Everyone wondered what they had heard wrong. However, Luke spoke again with a calm expression.
“Just resign from here. Choose the King of the North from among the rest.”
“… … .”
A silent scream echoed through the conference room.
* * *
“Sir Luke, what the hell is this!?”
After the meeting was over, Viscount Thorburn ran to Luke and shouted. I felt like I didn’t know what to do in despair.
“You wouldn’t be king in this situation! why!”
“If I had to tell you why… … .”
“as it were?”
“Because I’m not hungry.”
“When, Ding… Cuckoo!”
Viscount Thorburn groaned and grabbed the back of his neck. I felt like I was about to collapse because the blood was really rushing to me. Luke tapped Viscount Thorvern on the shoulder.
“Please calm down.”
“Is this something to calm down!? Giving up the throne in front of me!”
Eolssigu, Jondae has returned to Haoche as it was. I thought that as soon as the king said no, he changed very quickly and quickly.
Viscount Thorburn said while walking back and forth with his hands behind his back.
“Look at the candidates now. Karl Leiningen is finished, and all that remains is Prince Bjorn, the warchief, and his right-hand man, Logaine! If you get lost in this situation… … !”
“Ragnar will become king. If you put in one vote for yourself, and Logain’s vote is added, you’ll have two votes, just a majority.”
“You know that!?”
“Well, the barbarian king isn’t bad either.”
“this person… … !”
Luke smirked, and Viscount Thorburn’s face flushed red. The Viscount, who took several deep breaths to calm his anger, continued.
“Yes, let’s say the warchief is a barbarian. In fact, I am not one who despises barbarians.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“If you look closely, our ancestors also came from beyond the snowfield. In terms of bloodline, there is nothing much different from them.”
“Then what’s the matter?”
“The warchief’s ideology is the problem!”
With a bang, Viscount Thorburn slapped the table. Ray frowned at the rude look.
“Gong, courtesy… … .”
“done.”
When Luke lightly stopped Rey, Viscount Thorburn gave an impassioned speech.
“The Warchief has shown unmistakable dislike of the Empire since the first Platinum Council. Let such a man be the king. What do you think will happen?”
“well.”
“War! A war for independence from the Empire! There will be a great war that has not happened in hundreds of years!”
“Hmm.”
“What do you mean ‘hmm’? It’s a great war, but ‘hmm’ is all!? If you give up your throne, countless blood will soak the ground and corpses will fill the rivers… … !”
Luke, who was listening to the speech in the middle of the day, laughed.
“Bong, please stop. You can see clearly.”
“What are you talking about?”
“To be honest, it’s all thanks to you that I became a candidate for king at the Platinum Council.”
“Yeah, but why are you talking about that now… … .”
“You didn’t intend to return the kindness I gave you when I became king, did you? In fact, the ball is my first benefactor.”
“… … .”
The viscount shut his mouth. It was too harsh to say no. In fact, the Viscount has never been of much help since the beginning.
But isn’t that first important law? If Luke knew grace, or at least if he was thoroughly in debt, he should have been rewarded.
Of course, I was looking forward to the rice cakes that Luke would receive when he ascended the throne.
“I must have felt a little bitter because I suddenly resigned as the king candidate.”
“… Are you kidding me now?”
“No way. I wanted to tell you not to worry.”
“Don’t you worry?”
“The king will be Bjorn. And the ball will be properly rewarded. Let me tell you.”
The unexpected sound made Viscount Thorburn widen his eyes. What does this mean?