208 Lesson 59 Tribute to the Third Hand - Exam of the Wise

Shizukai Forest......

In that forest, where the Loulou people live, came a man.

Brown eyes with luxurious blonde hair and sensible light...... Under Viscount Berman, a civilian of the Red Moon Province involved in the construction of the town of the Empress…, the name of which is Balthazar Brandt.

Lived in the world as the Count's three sons, he was also an old friend of Ludwig's and a man of the same gate.

Here recently, at a meeting for the construction of the town, his face, walking on a narrow road that came and went many times, was sinking into deep thoughts. Go past the villages of the Loulou tribe and further into the back of the woods. A small tabernacle (tent) appeared before his eyes.

Made of a shitty thick cloth, it was an improvised dwelling passed down to a certain minority tribe.

Found himself a familiar young man standing in front of him, Balthazar spoke with a reassuring voice.

"Hey, Ludwig. I'm not at Her Royal Highness's, so I thought," Where are you? "

So Ludwig, looking back, shrugged his shoulders small and showed them.

There's nothing you can do without me.

"What, that's a lot colder. You must be swearing allegiance to that princess, right?

"Well, even without me, didn't Her Highness impress you and show you?

Balthazar grinned bitterly at Ludwig with a pranky grin.

"Sure. Your Highness, how dare you stop building that giant statue and show it to me?"

"No, Balthazar......, that would just ridicule Her Highness Princess Meer too much"

Ludwig shook his head with a shuddering face.

"It must be natural to stop that one. How much do you think this is gonna cost?

Balthazar shook his head, though, to an old friend who looked natural.

"No, you're not. Historically, there are quite a few rulers who admire giant statues. The hypertrophic self-manifesting appetite is characteristic of corrupt rulers. Not many lose their desire to tip the nation's finances."

"I see, you're certainly right... While serving His Royal Highness Meer, it seems that he was thinking of things by reference to the wisdom of the Empire."

Ludwig acknowledged the correctness of Balthazar's words.

There was a king throughout the country who built his own bronze statue and ordered him to worship it hourly.

There was an emperor who craved the most gigantic statue in the world.

The desire to make oneself worship and deify is so great for a ruler.

"In those years... and I didn't know you had that kind of beauty, but you wouldn't be dominated by self-expression greed... I see, I feel like I know a little bit about you getting drunk too"

He nodded with his arms around him, and then, fu Balthazar tilted his neck.

"When Ludwig, what are you doing?

"Oh, I thought I'd attach my promise in advance so that my master could meet His Highness the Princess..."

Ludwig smiled bitterly and looked at the tabernacle.

"Apparently, something's on my mind"

"I see, so much for that. You're still a master."

Oh, boy, Balthazar shakes his head.

"That's troublesome. And to my master."

"Heh heh, not at all"

They were two people who shrugged their shoulders and laughed.

"Ho, a lot. In front of the master's residence......"

All of a sudden, I jump up to the voice I was called.

If I rushed to correct my posture and turned my gaze, there was one old man standing there.

The old man, with his long and beautiful gray hair, also white and splendid mustache, looked at Ludwig and smiled.

"Damn, people are thinking, but make a scene. I wouldn't be able to concentrate..."

"It's been a while. My Master."

Thanks to Ludwig, the old man also bows his head deeply.

"Um, my apprentice, it's Ludwig. Sounds spectacular, more importantly."

The old man said, lightly with a long beard dripping down to the area around his chest.

"And what could I do for you today? I thought I said you already had nothing to teach...?

"Yes, I would like to help my master, I am here"

"Hmm, I don't know what I can do with this old bone..."

"Please, listen. Master, this is about the survival of the Empire."

Ludwig in a serious tone. In contrast, the old man shook his head troublesome.

"I'm listening. Ludwig, you, they're serving the princess of the empire... What does that have to do with anything?

"Yes, I serve His Highness Meer Luna Tiermoon"

"Is it the wisdom of an empire famous for rumors? I don't really care...... see, you know that too. I don't hate nobles..."

"I know that. I'm asking you on top of that. My master."

"Is that it? Ludwig. Enough to try to get me involved?

"Overtaking…, because I am the one who set my mind to devote my whole life to loyalty"

To the words, the old man narrowed his eyes only slightly.

"Well, someone like you can get in that far... That would certainly be interesting. Balthazar, are you thinking the same thing?

Balthazar, told the story, nodded deeply before

"Man is a royal castle, man is a castle wall..."

"Well, did you know that adage? You're not very diligent."

Balthazar shook his head, though, to the old man, who nodded as impressed.

"No, I didn't know the words themselves. Now, I was firmly seized of the truth contained therein. Even though he did not know the adage, he had arrived at one side of the truth by his own thought. I would also judge that person to be exactly the right person to call him Ji Ji."

Balthazar felt a faint goosebump, remembering what Meer had seen earlier.

Ludwig told me. But the surprise when I actually saw it was extraordinary.

"My master. Meer, meet you. And talk to me. With your own eyes, please help me identify him and help me if it is in the mind of my mentor."

"Hmmm...... well, it's not a favor for a cute apprentice. Why don't you listen to me? Look, as you know, I'm sweet."

Where is it? and two people who want to put in a scratch, but this place is much easier.

"I just don't... I don't doubt you... but let me try it, the ancient story of the East... with the thanks of a triple patron"

It was Ludwig who had a bad feeling about some invincible grin on his master.