Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 228

Episode 228. Unity (1)

Honestly, I didn't know.

With Tenellon dead, the remaining power of the 'Dawn Society' will be less than half of what it once was.

Isn't that a given?

The reason the Dawn Society changed from its past nature and came to worship the evil god 'Mashin' was because of Tenelon and his holy relic, the 'Mashin Castle'.

What would those who became 'members of the cult', blinded by the miraculous power of such a holy relic, think of the 'Order of Dawn' after Tenelon's death?

'An organization that is meaningless and only causes risk.'

No one would trust himself to something that brings more harm than good.

In that sense, I was thinking that this request regarding the 'Aristocrats' Council' would take time, or in the worst case, could fail.

“It is said that the resolution ordered by Lord Yurian has been safely submitted to the noble council.”

I smiled and stroked my chin at Pintel’s indifferent, yet seemingly obvious tone.

'Why does it work?'

I heard it from Pintel, but I still don't quite understand it.

Why is the 'Noble Council' listening to the 'Dawn Council'?

To be precise, it is about whether the members of the 'Dawn Society', which belonged to the 'Aristocratic Council', are listening to my orders.

‘… … Actually, I didn’t want this outcome.’

I glanced at Pintel's face.

My ultimate goal.

That was to make it public how little force the 'Dawn Society' had left after this incident, and how narrow my position was.

Even though he was the most firm in his stance among the members of the 'Dawn Society', it is safe to say that there are other people who are fit for the title of 'Patriarch'.

Pintel or something.

Eleanor.

Further on, to Colparan.

It was to show that my power was mean, in order to hand over the position to such people.

'It won't work.'

From what Pintel has said, it seems that the 'Dawn Society' has successfully taken control of the noble council.

'I said no.'

Now that Patriarch Tenelon is dead, my ultimate goal is to derail the Dawn Order.

Even if we look at the remaining members, it doesn't seem like they'll worship 'Mashin' like before, so it doesn't seem like it will have a big impact if we leave it like this.

In that situation, do I completely withdraw?

There's nothing better than that!

“With this, Sir Yurian’s position will be further strengthened. Now that the noble council is completely under his control, no matter how hard Ornn tries, no teeth will be able to reach Sir Yurian’s neck.”

Pintel continued to babble, not knowing whether he knew what I was thinking or not.

As if he had no intention of hiding his elevated emotions, he kept spouting nonsense like it was finally bearing fruit.

“What is the right response?”

Now that it's come to this, I have no choice but to cruise this way.

Just in case, I asked about Orun's movements. As if he had been waiting for the question, Pintel coughed once and answered.

“I think I’ll probably be seeing Sir Yurian in the near future.”

me?

“It seems like he’s hoping for some leniency, or maybe he’s just trying to put a little pressure on his modest pride.”

What's there to be afraid of when a guy who has nothing left talks big?

'No matter what.'

Thinking about the path I have walked so far, it is safe to say that there is nothing in the system that I have to fear now.

At best, the royal family.

A single gesture from them could wipe out an entire village.

"and……."

Pintel, who had been talking in a raised voice until now, showed a slightly hesitant reaction. The moment he was about to ask what it was, the guy opened his mouth first.

“It looks like the injured rider will be returning with his eyes closed.”

The knight's eyes are closed?

Oh, you're talking about Fern.

“Is that okay? He is the one who knows the secret of Sir Yurian.”

“Isn’t that the end of the story already?”

“If you say so, I will refrain from speaking further.”

But since he doesn't say anything, it seems Pintel also thinks that Fern won't do anything strange.

If he was that kind of guy, my neck would have been cut off long ago.

***

“So, among the former members of the Dawn Society, is there anyone who is skeptical about the current state of the Dawn Society?”

If there is even the slightest possibility of getting out, I will get out immediately. I asked Pintel with the mindset of grabbing at straws, but even after thinking about it carefully, there didn't seem to be any such people.

“……It’s not that there isn’t anything at all.”

Pintel's words gave me hope. Fortunately, my smiling face didn't show it.

“As I told you before, there were also those who worshipped the miracles of the Demon God.”

I've heard it.

There are some who worship the miracle of the 'Mashinseong' and are therefore displeased with the Dawning Society after Tenelon's death.

'Actually, those guys are the essence of the Dawn Society.'

Those who remain now and wear the skin of the 'Yeongmyeonghoe' are the 'nobles' who remain only for their position.

Rather, only the easy-to-handle guys are left.

'……ah.'

I found a good way.

In this situation, it is nearly impossible to get the 'Yeomyeonghoe' out.

There is no one to bond with.

'Pintel… … .'

As long as this guy is in this position, it will be nearly impossible for me to easily escape the Dawn Society.

'So, wouldn't it be okay to just have one good substitute?'

Well, not exactly a substitute, but he will be taking on the role of 'Patriarch'.

'Eleanor.'

For some unknown reason, now that Colparan is preparing to take a step back, the only one who has their eyes on the position of 'Patriarch' is Eleanor, who was the Arch Bishop.

'Even Eleanor has her own legitimacy, you know.'

He is from the Demicell family, the founder of the 'Yeongmyeonghoe'. Doesn't he look like a good person just by looking at him?

“Who is the bishop who was looking for the miracle of the demon castle?”

In that sense, I asked Pintel, who was the one looking for that miracle?

“There are several, but the most influential one is Rondel of House Griasson.”

The Griasson family.

‘… … unexpectedly.’

One of the families with connections to the Magic Tower. It is a family with a certain status among magicians.

A family that deals with the 'water element', which is good at healing magic rather than attack magic that kills enemies. Thanks to this, they are a family that is trusted by both nobles and commoners, and they are also famous for caring about the welfare of the poor.

That's why it was unexpected.

“If it were the Griasson family, they would never have touched such heresy.”

A question came out of my mouth without me knowing. Pintel caught it and answered it.

“I understand that one of your children became ill and you joined the Dawn Society to solve that problem.”

Then again, this part makes sense.

“It’s a shame. Who would have thought that something like this would happen to the Griasson family, who serve their people?”

A good idea occurred to me.

While Rondel Griasson still harbors rebellion against the 'New Dawn', I wonder if a great man who can resolve it appears and make him unfit for the position of 'Patriarch'.

No, even if it doesn't work out that way, it could be a breath of fresh air that could help someone take my place as 'Patriarch'.

And that's it.

'Eleanor would be nice.'

I've made up my mind.

“I would like to meet you, Sir Rondel Griasson.”

After meeting Rondel, I decided to hand this job over to Eleanor.

***

“I never imagined that Lord Yurian would come to our mansion.”

“Don’t worry. We once had the same goals, didn’t we?”

Rondel, the head of the Griason family, couldn't help but be flustered when he saw Yurian, who had suddenly made an appointment.

Right next door is Pintel, which brokered this appointment.

‘… … It’s truly a tremendous sense of pressure.’

Still, Rondel felt a cold sweat run down his back at the aura that Yurian was giving off.

This is not the first time I have seen Yurian. I have seen him in the audience chamber of Patriarch Tenelon when he was still alive.

However, this was the first time that 'individual to individual' had met for a purpose like this.

“I heard that Lord Rondel has no intention of joining the new Dawning Order.”

Yulian spoke first. When I heard him speak, I started to feel dizzy.

'Could it be that you came here to pressure me?'

Rondel also knows that after the dissolution of the Dawn Society, there were quite a few who did not join the 'New Dawn Society'.

I also know that it is difficult for them.

'Those who know the secrets brought by the Dawn Society.'

Therefore, the 'New Dawn' will make a decision. It will absorb all the bishops of the 'Dawn', and only those who refuse.

'I will not hesitate to purge even the bloodiest of people.'

Rondel could not have been unaware that this was the process of forming the 'New Dawn Society'.

And, his anxiety became reality when 'Yurien' came to him in person.

"yes."

Overcoming his anxiety, Rondel answered Yurian's question positively.

No longer with the 'Dawn Society'. That was Rondel's conclusion.

'Now that the demon god has disappeared, the miracles Tenelon performed have become unclear.'

In such a situation, it would be foolish to rely on a group like the 'Dawn Society' that was hostile to the royal family. Rondel thought so and insisted on a firm stance.

“This is difficult.”

Yurian got up from his seat, saying that he was in trouble. His face still had a smile on it.

At the same time, if you look down, you can see the corners of the mouth twisted to the sides.

“Now is the time when we can no longer expect miracles from the god of magic. Now, I want to be a proud father to my hopeless child.”

“Rondel, it sounds like our new Dawn Society is acting against the rules of the Imperial Court.”

“That’s right, Pintel. The Dawn Society really is a ‘cult’, isn’t it?”

“Lord Rondel, the new Dawning and the old Dawning. It is difficult to put the two on the same line.”

If so, then what is the reason for establishing the ‘New Dawn Society’?

That question was nagging at Rondel, but he barely managed to hold it back.

“You won’t be able to convince me with those words, Sir Yulian.”

Leaving aside his doubts, Rondel showed his determination by only denying the truth.

“That’s too bad. If you’re going to act so decisively, then there’s nothing we can do.”

Rondel gulped at the nuance that he now had nothing to say.

There is no negotiation.

That means, it wouldn't be strange if Yurian pulled out his sword here.

With the intention of resisting until the end, Rondel raised his head and met Yurian's gaze.

“Lord Rondel, where is your son who is said to be incurably ill?”

“Surely you are not planning to threaten me, Sir Yurian!”

Rondel's voice grew louder. The tense atmosphere made it seem as if he would suffocate at any moment, but Rondel did not back down even an inch.

“I just wanted to help you, Lord Rondel, because I heard your son has an incurable disease.”

Hehe, smiling Yulian.

'I must protect my son at all costs.'

Even if I have an incurable disease and won't live long, I must avoid falling into the hands of this devil at all costs.