Chapter 338 Lesson 336: The Status of the Prince

After one night, we were unable to approach the mansion.

I was able to rendezvous with Nerbe Ritter, who was waiting in a nearby inn, but the Duke, of course, is not allowed to see Char.

"Have they made it impossible to do anything extra"

"You're going to have me bring you a pledge anyway."

I sighed at Sebastian's words.

I don't have time to go back to Empire now and convince my father.

We have to persuade the Duke somehow.

"Is it true that the Duke of Roenstein is sick? Tran sl a ted by Jpｍ t l.ｃo m

A room in an inn.

Only me and Sebastian and Lars are there.

I only told Lars about the Duke of Roenstein's illness.

But Lars still looks half-hearted.

"Almost certainly"

How to cough, how to tease your body.

I've seen them all before. T ran s l a t ed by jpｍ tl .c om

It would be the same disease as your mother's. And that must be the same for Shall.

The symptoms are too similar.

"You look sure, but isn't it difficult for the Duke to come out then?

"Depending on the progression of the disease, but as far as that stubborn thing goes, I guess I understand my period of death. Otherwise, I'm not going to jump the proposal and bring a pledge."

Because it is necessary to speak impotently.

The Duke of Roenstein is a symbol of the North.

It's only with that guy that the North will come together and increase the presence of northern aristocracy.

If he dies after the war, the northern aristocracy is a U.N. crowd. Even if they break their promises, they won't even have the power to protest.

If I die, I can take it lightly. I know that, so I'm asking for a pledge.

"We can do as much as the Duke wants if he's alive. But the Duke's life is not long, and there is no substitute. The only person who might have been in charge of replacing him passed away first"

"That's hard. Miss Charlotte."

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Losing two grandfathers at the same time can only be good as unhappiness.

If I can, I want to give you a serene day, but it doesn't work either.

T ransla t e d by Jp ｍ t l .ｃ oｍ Ancient magic is pointless against disease.

I can't cure the Duke's disease any more than I can cure my mother's.

At times like this, I resent the fact that my abilities are biased.

"The Duke must be hiding his illness from Shall. Not to shock you... but I can't hide it through forever anyway"

"Contact? To Miss Charlotte."

"That's the only way. It all depends on Shall."

Succeeding after the Marquis of Zweik means forcing the Duke to do so.

Conversely, a desire for calm days beside the Duke of Roenstein would mean not succeeding the Marquis of Zweik.

The road is one in two.

Charles should have chosen better than us.

"We're infiltrating. Can you do that?"

"It's easy."

That being said, Lars willingly retrieved the map of the mansion.

"You ready?

"When I had to, I was willing to control it."

"I'm glad the negotiations ended peacefully." T r a ns l ated by jp ｍt l .c o m

With that said, I started listening to Lars.

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The Duke of Roenstein's mansion was a lot tougher than the usual aristocratic mansion.

But long after retiring from the army, his subjects, who ran with the Duke on the battlefield, were also old.

With Nerbe Ritter trained to bury, infiltration was not as difficult.

"Take care, then"

I quickly took control of the west side of the mansion, and Lars, who secured the route, said so and sent me and Sebastian out.

Because if you go inside the mansion, Sebastian can handle the rest by himself.

With the map of the mansion in your head, look for a room where Charles will probably be.

Doing so, I found a room with two escorts.

It's not the Duke's room.

I turn to Sebastian and head straight to the room.

The guards who noticed me opened their eyes, but they were stunned by Sebastian from behind.

"Shull! We're going in!

Knock lightly and I'll open the door. T r ansl a t ed by Ｊp mt l.ｃom

I'm like Elna and I have resistance, but I can't keep it long.

"Schwartz!?

I hear a surprised voice coming from inside.

But farther than I thought.

If you look at it, Char was trying to get out of the balcony. I keep the curtains together, like a line.

I wonder what you're doing, and then I run over to you, but they're out of balance because of me, and Shall starts to rock with Gragras.

"Wow, wow!!

"Dude!!

Hurry to fill the distance and grab Schal's arm with both hands.

I managed to regain my posture and pulled the Char up to the balcony, and I said a word.

"Ha ha... I told you it was dangerous.

"Haha...... right. Sorry."

Charles gets up with a bitter laugh.

I was trying to get out.

I guess it had some purpose.

"I have to go see Grandpa. Help me."

"I don't mind... okay? Probably the Duke's sick, huh?

"Yeah... probably with me. Unexplained ill health. When it's bad, I spit blood, and I can't stand up. And yet when I'm fine, I'm fine. It's a nasty disease."

"... you and the Duke are different. I'm old. If you can't do it, that's how long it lasts."

"I know... but I am the granddaughter of the Duke of Roenstein, the granddaughter of the Marquis of Zweik. I'm obliged to do what I can for the North. Just like you came north."

With that said, Charles smiled furiously, turning his heel towards the door.

Honestly, I watched readiness sweetly.

Charles is already strongly prepared.

"I'm sorry. Let's apologize."

"What do you think?

"I looked sweet. Someone named you."

"Right. I hope you don't insult me. I am the granddaughter of Thunder God."

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"Let it through. I need to talk to your grandfather."

"Dear Charlotte... but..."

"Should I go through with strength?

With Schal's right hand, the thunder started pounding.

Seeing that, the escort who was guarding the Duke's room gives way.

And Charles slowly opened the door.

"You little bitch... who does she look like?"

The Duke of Roenstein was lying down in bed.

The face looked ten years older than it was yesterday.

Maybe the disease is worse than I think.

"He looks like your grandfather."

"Right..."

When Charles puts me in the room, he closes the door.

The Duke of Roenstein looked at me and narrowed his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to make a move yesterday today... you're an inconspicuous man..."

"I don't have time."

"Well... but we don't have time for this."

That said, the Duke of Roenstein wakes up with his face distorted by bitterness.

Charles rushed to support it, but the Duke of Roenstein stabbed it hard.

"Ooh! Oh, my God! Ha-ha-ha... As you can see... Noh can't move..."

"So you think I need a pledge?

"Yes... after my death... I need solid physical evidence to make the North respect... no matter how much I hate him, I'm an emperor enough to hate him... but I also rate him as not foolish enough to missee the situation..."

If you write a pledge and rebel against it, you lose trust from nobles everywhere.

Father, who is attacked by another country and wants to solve domestic problems, does not commit that foolishness.

That's why the Duke really wants a pledge.

But.

"Father never writes a pledge. If you succumb to your subordinate demands, it will lead to a loss of courage."

"It's your job to do something about it..."

"Persuasion takes time. In the meantime, the war situation in the north will be irrevocable. I can't take the time. Please believe me. Not my father, the emperor, but me, the prince."

"You want me to trust the outcast prince...? Do you have that much power?

"... I'll write the affidavit. I'll bet my greatest strength to win respect for the Northern aristocracy."

"The greatest strength...?

"Let's bet on the prince's status. Because of the blood muscle, it would not be to the civilian population, but I would accept it in any position, in a political marriage, or in experiments. I defend the North at the cost of my freedom. So... I want you to convince me with my pledge."

That being said, I slowly fell on one knee and bowed my head to the Duke of Roenstein.

It is fundamental that the royal family bow its head beneath its subordinates, it should not be.

But my head is light. I have to lower it. Let's lower it as much as we can.

That way it weighs in on my words too.

I can tell the Duke that I am not obsessed with the prince's status.

Even as a father, I can't say no when it comes to betting on the prince's position. I would do that, which means the northern nobles are fighting for their merits. I demand a proper evaluation of it. If you poke at it, that undermines the trust around you.

"Why... get that far...?

"I thought I told you. The Marquis of Zweik owes a great deal. I return the favor to Charles. We'll solve the problems in the north, and we'll secure the status of northern nobility. Not just because I want to."

"... Charlotte. Do you believe that?

"... I believe. I'm sure... if you tell me you want us both to die, you will die together. That's who I am."

The Duke of Roenstein nodded many times at Shall's words, and exhaled deeply as he was tired.

And.

"So... what do you want to do?

"I will succeed Marquis Zweik. Meetings will be held by Northern nobles to bring together the opinions of Northern nobles"

"If that's the opinion to fight...?

"I propose the Northern Alliance of Hordes. Nothing else, because I, the granddaughter of the Marquis of Zweik, should propose"

Hearing Charles, the Duke of Roenstein had a small grin.