How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 266

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People tend to curse when they are put in a situation they cannot understand.

"world."

I'm not human, so I won't curse in situations I can't understand, or I'll curse in situations I can understand.

"world."

Rudy pulled me into a chair.

The movement of hugging the waist and exerting strength in one breath was quite impressive.

“Valentine, come to your senses!”

“Yeah. Yeah. I came to my senses.”

I'm going crazy.

I don't understand why Benoit doesn't retreat even after all this trouble.

Maybe they've been taken hostage, or they've been threatened, or something.

In Doroisen, the eroders have even planted fragments of Az crystals inside people's bodies, so what can't they do in Langsowa, where their base is presumed to be?

When I met Bnoah, I didn't feel the slightest hint of erosion.

But is erosion the only way to threaten people?

As I thought about it, my mind began to cool down.

good.

I've done enough.

I swept my hair back once out of habit and emptied the remaining bangsho in one gulp.

“Rudy. Just give me a cup of tea.”

“Yes? Right now? And you made it pretty toxic?”

“No. The real car. Eric’s share too.”

Rudy ran out and soon returned with two cups of tea on a silver tray.

A fragrant scent and gentle heat spread through the tent.

The more I inhaled, the clearer my mind became.

The things I had to say to the congressman who was trying to save people were put together like a puzzle in my head.

“Congressman Eric.”

When I called his name, he raised his head.

Her beautiful face was distorted to the point where it could be distorted.

“Let’s stop here. You’ve done enough, and I’ve done enough.”

He shut his eyes tightly.

I continued speaking without blinking an eye.

“The image of begging for alms from the Grand Duke of the Empire to survive is not helpful to you either.”

“100,000 soldiers are the family of 400,000 citizens.”

“I will block the formation of a pursuit force and a slaughter force. The promise not to pursue you if you retreat is still valid.”

therefore.

“Let’s go back now.”

I pushed away the person who tried to save my life.

This is what I had to do now.

Rudy looked at me with an expression of indescribable pity.

That's what a fight is.

Whether I hate that guy or not, if that guy hates me, we have no choice but to fight.

It is no different between servants and maids, between maids and servants, between knights and knights, between lords and lords, between kings and kings.

General Benoit of Langsowa finally shook off my hand.

Now I'm going to take a sledgehammer in my hand and crack that bastard's head open.

okay.

This is all his own doing.

* * *

widely.

Then Eric put down his teacup loud enough to divert my attention.

"majesty."

There was still heat in his blue eyes.

Some might call it passion, but I call it foolishness.

“I understand if you can’t let go of your obsession. I won’t force you out. Even if you cool your head-.”

“I will not ask for mercy.”

“It seems like you’re already begging?”

Eric paid no attention to my sarcasm.

The blonde hair and shadowed face shining under the tent's luminous orbs, and the vivid blue eyes reminded me of the saints of the Gwangmyeong Church who had served all their lives.

“I will propose a deal. Your Majesty, unlike me, is a natural born person, so even if your pride is slightly hurt, I am sure you will not lose your position.”

When I said, "You are a natural," Sereraji gave a strange smile.

I shook my head leisurely.

I had to figure out if this was gambling or trading.

“Don’t you know that the nobles of the royal family waged a hundred-year war because of their pride?”

“I believe that Your Majesty values something more than pride. Otherwise, the title of ‘bad boy’ would not have come out from all sides.”

I shrugged, and Eric shook his head firmly.

“There may be a bastard who is drunk on alcohol, gambling, and women. There may be a bastard who goes around murdering the great nobles of the empire. There may be a bastard who steals land after the capital is recaptured. There may be a bastard who shoots and kills merchants who lent him money in the process. But they cannot be the same person.”

I felt my interest piqued.

“Are you sure?”

“It’s a common story among the Langso and the members of the National Assembly. Every election season, the candidates’ intelligence goes up and down. What matters is not the facts, but what people consider to be facts.”

Gambling and trading.

I guess it's the same for members of the National Assembly.

Eric took a map out of his pocket.

“And the people who gave me the congressman’s badge are the ones who truly believe that human life is more precious than national pride.”

The names of each mine and their expected profitability were briefly written there.

Sereraji leaned towards me with a strange expression.

“Brother. That reagent is definitely valuable. There’s also a high-purity open-pit diamond mine. It’s also rich in rare metals.”

“Is this a deal worth taking?”

“Of course. It may be a bit odd to say this, but each and every one of these mines is worth fighting over.”

Eric showed Lancelot all the mines northeast of the border with Solettaras.

“I will transfer the mining rights for these five mines to you through the Jahan Alliance Merchants.”

I recited the names of those rare metals one by one.

These were metals that, when added in small amounts when making an alloy, greatly increased its solubility and strength.

“How about spending a little more? These guys probably wouldn’t be able to mine without magic anyway.”

… … There is a reason why so many of these metal mines remain.

Not only are the buried places rare, but the refining process is even more difficult.

If you don't separate them with magic, you'll have to use something extremely toxic like vinegar or lye, which will destroy the entire environment.

Eric bit his lip and nodded.

A few more mines were pointed out on the map.

“Then I’ll come here-.”

I shook my head.

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“What I want is not wealth, but people and knowledge. Send three bishops from the Langso side, seven combat priests, and seven research priests to study abroad in the Empire. Of course, you should also bring a few mass-produced relics.”

Eric swore at me with his eyes.

“That, that is… … .”

Even if we don't know, the prestige of the clergy and theologians within the Republic of Langso and France will be sky-high.

Since they have rejected magic and mana under the value of equality for all people, the only supernatural power they can rely on is divine power.

Even if you are a member of the National Assembly, it won't be easy to make a decision.

But I really needed a mass-produced relic and its manufacturing method.

Because in the fight against the encroachers that would unfold in the future, divine power was essential.

Also, you have to take this much so that when Jaylilith asks, "Why did you send them back alive?", you have something to say.

If my neck is tied, I can do whatever I want, whether I want it or not.

Eric still looked hesitant.

I was willing to give him a push on the back.

“Actually, we can have as many mines as we want. If we give the great lords around here permission to declare war first, they will rush in like hungry beasts and tear Langsowa apart. They will also donate a few mines to the imperial family.”

"ah."

Eric let out a sigh.

I said with a mischievous smile.

“What you can have at any time is worthless. Do not forget. To us, Soletaras, the Republic forces including Ransoir are traitors, and I am also dissatisfied with the fact that you do not bow to my Emperor.”

Eric looked me up and down when he heard the words, "My emperor."

There was a strange look of astonishment in his narrow blue eyes.

“Is there a problem?”

"no."

“Why should I not punish those of you who do not bow to my Emperor?”

Eric was a man who had visions but was grounded in reality.

“… … .”

He bit his lip as if to hide his fangs, and I burst out laughing.

“It’s good to be honest. Now, hand over the priests and the relics, and I will return the sons and daughters of Langso with minimal blood.”

Rudy created two sheets of parchment on the spot.

Above, it also came with high-quality ink and magic seals that could not be tampered with.

“Both of you, please read it carefully and sign.”

There were three key points.

1. We will not pursue the retreating Langso and army.

2. After the retreat is completed, send the priests and holy relics within one year.

3. Hand over the mining rights to five mines.

I signed and stamped it, and he did the same.

In fact, this piece of paper and my name had no value to me.

As Eric said, I am royalty.

But Eric suffers a fatal blow when this fact is revealed.

There were many people in Langsowa who would accuse me of begging for peace from the empire.

Now Eric will not hit me in the back of the head and refuse to send me the relics and priests.

Of course, they were the ones who would have been burned to death by my hands if Eric had not begged me for peace.

Eric was smiling as he looked at the first clause of the scroll.

"under."

I muttered softly with a sigh.

“You’re being unnecessarily kind.”

Eric said angrily.

“Why are you saying that-.”

I shook my head slightly.

“I like that kind of person. Because I’m a loser.”

* * *

After Eric left the tent, I called out to my people.

Rudy, Sir Tentia, Sereraji, and Marcus sat on either side of a long table.

Sir Tentia's bloodshot eyes sparkled.

“Your Majesty, you have made a truly righteous choice. I don’t know what Her Majesty Jerilis will say, but Saint Matheos will certainly praise you.”

“I need your praise, not your majesty’s!”

“So what do you plan to do now?”

“I wonder that too. Helena has already set out, and there will be a fight soon. Is there any way to make all those idiotic fanatics retreat?”

I nodded confidently.

Rudy blinked nervously, and Marcus chuckled.

“When Valen-nim laughs like that, he must be thinking of something strange.”

“I think so. It’s a really great idea.”

It was Marcus, after all.

I slowly started to lose my luck.

“Since you’ve also experienced life in a secret organization, you know that it’s dangerous and difficult to talk about the Ivory Tower or the Platinum Knights. Even within that organization, how different are the people’s thoughts?”

Sereraji nodded, and Tentia frowned.

“There has always been a question, ‘How can such a foolish person be in the ivory tower?’”

“There are some among the knights who would be better off as mercenaries rather than knights.”

I nodded.

“That’s the same. Even if Benoa acts like a madman, that’s not what the entire Republic of Langso thinks. In the first place, on the day Sister Helena ambushed him, he didn’t retreat, but he didn’t advance either.”

Sir Tentia said.

“So there were differences of opinion even among the officers. Considering that the rear and supply units were the ones blocking the foreign objects sent by His Majesty, it is quite possible.”

Those who were originally supposed to loyally follow the main force turned their backs instead.

If the rear units that have been obeying the command out of inertia are like this, then the command must already be divided.

“We will infiltrate the enemy lines and cut off Benoit’s head. They are weak individually, but strong as a unit. If Kyung and I are together, we can send them all to God’s side before the main force officers can even pray.”

Rudy opened his mouth wide and smiled happily, as if Marcus was very pleased.

I leaned back arrogantly and listlessly.

As if telling a very everyday story.

“Then we have to negotiate with the officers of the Hui army.”

Sir Tentia asked.

“What will you do if the negotiations fail?”

I answered awkwardly.

“Then wouldn’t it be okay to just kill them until someone comes out to negotiate?”

Sir Tentia stuck out her tongue.

“Your Majesty, indeed.”

I don't know if this is an insult or a compliment.

Sereraji asked.

“What are you going to say to Helena?”

I lowered my voice just enough for everyone to hear.

“I won’t say anything.”