214 Episode 65: The Last Teachings of the Old Sage - Every Ludwig Consultation

At the end of the banquet in the village of the Loulou tribe, the evening was also late......

Ludwig came under the wandering sage Garve, who was staying at the chief's house.

"Hmm, you, Ludwig"

The sheikh's house, built of giant trees, its entrance is a little high, and you need to go up the Marutai stairs to get there.

Inside that staircase, Garve was sitting down.

In his hand was a wooden vessel with cloudy liquor. It seemed that the moon, which seemed to be watering down the trees of the forest, continued to be served with liquor.

Seeing that look, Ludwig is just a little surprised.

Because Garve, who was strong on booze and had never seen much drunk, was blushing in an upbeat mood.

"Not too much to drink, my master"

To Ludwig, who whispers his eyebrows, Garve smiles ill will.

"Well, it's your fault. Look, I still have to work, too, because you brought me a delightful encounter. Ha, I'm going to die of uninhabited death, but it's hardly a good calculation."

Behind words, Garve's voice is bright.

That's good, but I'm concerned Ludwig won't be able to talk to you if you're so drunk.

but......,

"Anything to talk to you about? Ludwig."

At first glance, the master's eyes were filled with sharp and bright light.

Ludwig sat down next to his teacher, smiling bitterly.

And so, after breathing out small,

"As a matter of fact, I'm thinking about being an empress to you, Meer... As for you, Master, I'd really like to ask you to help me."

Cut it out as a stand-alone entry. I don't like going around, considering my teacher's character.

"Hmm... Empress"

Garve dropped his eyes on a drink filled with cups and narrowed his eyes to his thoughts.

"I see. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer is a bright one. If he deserves the name of the Empire's wisdom, the country might move in the right direction... Bye..."

Then, Garve pointed his sharp gaze at Ludwig.

"Ludwig, I have one question for you."

"What is it, my master?"

Ludwig to correct posture. In that ear came a deep and quiet voice, no different from when I was once taught.

"Are you pushing Her Highness to be the Empress because of her wisdom?

and.

Ludwig is bewildered by that overly obvious inquiry. For a moment, isn't there something behind it? and even anxious, he nodded loudly.

"Exactly, Master. That man's wisdom is comparable to yours. If you become an empress, you will surely guide this country well and make bad habits…"

"So if that one doesn't have the wisdom, how about it?

To the words that followed, Ludwig twisted his neck.

"What does that... mean?

"Right...... let's hear it another way. What are you going to do if you use that wisdom to make it worse?

"Such a thing, it can't be done. He has excellent intelligence."

"Evil also has excellent wisdom, Ludwig. It is not the fools who make evil. The fool has the evil of the fool, and the good of the fool. In the same way there is evil in the intellect, and there is good in the intellect. Wisdom is something that can be used for good and for bad."

In a harsh tone, then the wise stare quietly at Ludwig.

"Let's ask on that. Ludwig. What makes you serve him? Is it because of his wits? Or does it come from something else?

"It's..."

Ludwig was unable to answer.

"Why do you follow that one... Depends, you can be hostile to him. I guess we should be clear."

That said, the teacher laughed quietly.

It was about that night.

Ludwig dreamed.

It was a strange dream.

The ominous dream of the Tiermoon Empire welcoming the slopes and yangs.

Holodomor, the plague exacerbates finances, and officials leave the country one after the other. In that, Ludwig moves towards rebuilding the country under the Empress Meer... such a dream.

Strangely enough, Ludwig in his dreams hated Meer.

Impotent Imperial princess, a spitting man who should live in peace by leaning on his country. A situation in which I am reluctantly cooperating with you because I don't have an in-laws at all to help you, but I have no choice but to rebuild the country.

Ludwig was visiting a small village with Meer that day.

Villages spared from the spread of the plague and relatively little affected by the Great Famine. Nonetheless, the villagers were hungry, and people had abandoned themselves to a renunciation, or hated the nobility, and cursed their fate.

Meer, even against a single line, it wasn't very favorable, but until it defied the Kingsguard, no one wanted to take the sword.

So after seeing what was going on in the village and finishing the condolences of the soldiers who would be corrupt in maintaining law and order, in the carriage, Meer said.

"Oh, I want cake, cake. I don't know if it's anywhere. Hey Ludwig, even if the bread is gone, the cake is somewhere..."

"There isn't. Because cakes and bread are made from wheat."

"Yes...... is it?

Meer slowly drops her shoulder. Ludwig, who sees it, is just a little irritated.

- Says it's a struggle to even get a small piece of bread, but it's lacking to say, cake and haha...

"It would be nice to have a one-hole."

- Besides, what is a one-hole... How luxurious...

The irritation quickly turns to fright. This is why your nobility... and it was Ludwig who sighed...

"If that's all you have, you'll go to the children, even if you don't say all those in that village..."

"Huh...?

To the words that follow......, it only solidifies for a moment.

"Big cake would be nice. Big enough for strawberries to go across to everyone...... If you do, you'll calm down your frustration."

- I thought you were willing to eat everything yourself...

At least, that's what Ludwig imagined Meer to be. That's why he accidentally wanted to hear something mean.

"Your Highness, what would you do if I told you I could prepare a piece of cake for one?

"It's true!?

"No, hypothetically. Only hypothetically…"

"Uh... um, yeah, right... For one... One of them means one soldier of the giant..."

"I won't. It's only for Her Royal Highness Princess Meer."

That's only a hypothetical story. Nonetheless, Meer was a really serious face, um, after the takeover,

"Well, in that case, come on, and I can't help it. I will put up with you in one bite too... Oh, but isn't strawberry a bite size? That means I get strawberries, so..."

I'm wrinkling between my eyebrows, bumps and something. Meer. Seeing that, Ludwig was shocked.

- Do you bother with that...

If you're a hypocrite, you don't bother. All you can say is give way to the people.

I wouldn't bother if I were a proud imperial princess. When you eat it all yourself, you just have to say it as normal.

Despite this, Meer bothered. In that sentence, I said I would get strawberries. I said, if only I could get strawberries.

If you have enough to eat, there are people who want to bless others. That would still be better, and nobility is something I do not intend to impose on the people, unless I have the assurance that I will be able to stay hungry today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, a year or ten years from now.

Ludwig, even against Meer, had such an impression.

So Meer's answer was shocking.

"Hmm? What is it? Ludwig. You said something."

Ludwig shook his head small at Meer, who looked suspicious.

"No, I'm just a little surprised. After all, it's just something I'll be alone with..."

"Well! Ludwig, you saw what was going on in that village. That's what I thought when I singled out the cake!?

"Yeah, I never doubted it at all"

Meer toothpicks on a no-time response.

"Grunt......, these fucking glasses......"

Meer was bumpy about something, but to calm herself down, she sighed softly,

"Even though I... know and can reach out, I let the fallen go... and what seems to me is, come on, it's out of my mind. 'Cause if I did that, I'd feel so bad."

Oh, boy, I said, shaking my head. To Meer like that, Ludwig answers in a way that impresses him wholeheartedly.

"I see...... Your Highness Princess Meer, you are apparently, to some extent, a decent person."

"Become!? What do you mean, to some extent? These fucking glasses...... you still have a bad mouth!

"Which one… even if the princess is more 'shit' and has no product"

That's how Ludwig thought while poisoning him.

This man may not be the best as a master... but he may be worthy of service.

And he'll know.

I see, Meer is arrogant. While complaining about it, I listened carefully to Ludwig's prophecy.

I see, Meer is a cautious man. Without running away, he is trying to stay in the empire and rebuild his country.

I see, Meer is retarded. That's it, Ludwig tells me he hates me, and while I cry, I try to remember what I desperately need.

In looking at her like that, Ludwig was starting to wish.

Please, I hope this stupid princess's hard work pays off at all.

And when did I only start dreaming?

What if on that day the Empire was able to get out of this predicament...

To advise and work for her beside this helpless and unreliable master. to do everything in her power as her subordinate to make this country a better form.

Ludwig was well aware of himself, who didn't think he was such a bad future.

That's why when Meer was put on the headstand, he...

So I woke up.

"Is that... a dream, was it?

Ludwig was cold sweating.

The dream I've been having until now…, it's so real that I can't help but remember….

"Do something stupid...... Her Royal Highness Princess Meer can't be so stupid..."

Impossible dream. It was a lot of rude dreams about the Empire's witty Meer.

Ludwig tried to laugh bitterly, but couldn't.

A deep part of his heart refused to laugh.

That was something you shouldn't laugh at... an important memory you'll never forget...

And I thought at the same time.

That said, whoever was in that dream is the undisputed lord of his own, Meer Luna Tiermoon...

Though completely different on the surface, the part of its core was the same….

Behind Ludwig's brain, the sight rises in the Glades.

Running over to the thin dirty child, Meer through it.

Well, if a child was down in front of you, it's only natural to help.

We should do so morally, and we should, even if we consider the eyes around us and judge them intentionally.

But whether it's intention, calculation, or wisdom..., even if my head knew that was what I needed to analogize...

How many aristocrats will help the filthy weak?

Even the civilian himself hesitated to enter the Glades.

But Meer did it.

It's Meer Luna Tiermoon who does it.

That's the core part of Meer, knowing that there are those who are falling, and that it feels bad not to reach out...

"... oh well"

Ludwig finally realizes.

I have a lot of respect for wisdom. That doesn't shake.

But I'd rather be on my way to my loyalty...

"That's what I owe my loyalty to, Meer."

Coming to Ludwig's chest like that is a feeling of universe.

I felt like I'd remembered a dream I'd forgotten all along...

- Oh, I... not to the wisdom of the Empire... to serve Her Royal Highness Princess Meer and work as her arm..., I feel like I've always dreamed of it.

The next day, again, Ludwig visited his teacher.

Seeing his disciple's, somewhere blown out, Garve smiled quietly.

I don't have a drink cup in my hand today.

Because if you are drunk, you will be rude to hear your apprentice's readiness.

"The answer seems to be, Ludwig."

"Yes, my master."

"Then let's ask. Ludwig, why are you pushing Her Royal Highness Princess Meer to be the Empress?

Ludwig answers, silently for just a few moments, then…, as he digests the questions thrown within himself.

"Meer... even if you make mistakes without knowing, knowing and not making right mistakes is because if you don't..."

There may be times when you are unaware that there are those who are falling. Now, if you find out about it, you'll never let it go. I have an aversive mind to leave it alone.

Therefore, Ludwig vows that he will be faithful and that he will give his life.

"If that one loses that wisdom, I'll let you know. Then he'll never make a mistake."

To that answer, Garve nods as satisfied.

"Brilliant......, have you found your way, Ludwig"

"Yes, my master. Thank you for your teaching."

"That will be my last lesson to you. Encourage for Her Highness Princess Meer, Ludwig."

"Ha, Master, thank you for your cooperation."

That's how Ludwig bowed his head deeply.

not dew that such an extremely serious meeting had resulted,

"Huh! Ludwig is no big deal either! Summarizing that level of talk, if it's on me, it's choroy!

Meer returned to the capital of Viscount Bellman in his best interest.

By the call of Garve, the problem of the instructors of Meer School, who added his disciples, is solved once and for all.

After this, a little commotion occurs as we welcome the Princess of Perugia, Asha Tafrief Perugia, as a lecturer, but that is another story.