Chapter 464

My Villains Episode 464

66. The Silver Prince (19)

“...just as I heard.”

The voice of the imperial guard muttered was as heavy as his eyes.

I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

It’s like you’ve heard it’... what kind of story did you hear?”

He stared at me and turned his head in silence to Prince Ulkar, who was sitting in front of him.

“I heard that he has a violent and cruel temper and makes fun of his tongue without exception.”

Instead of Fabio, who withdrew his gaze from me as if he was unworthy of an answer, the one who opened his mouth was the middle-aged sword master ‘Gombak’ with a stern look.

“It’s not worth listening to the speculators talking about joining, but the reputation of the red knight doesn’t seem to be so.” “Huh? Then, how is His Excellency?”

“You mean me?”

“yes. I’ve heard the ignorant thugs of Eisbowald say that loyalty to the Emperor is far better than a dog. There was a story that sometimes even licked the master’s back hole, but that’s an exaggeration, right?”

At my question, the black and white tuacelo’s face immediately froze. As he glared at me with bloody eyes, I shook my head and stuck out my tongue.

“... and fuck. It looks real.” “You lowly fellow!” A silver prosthetic hand knocked on the table at the moment Geombaek kicked off his seat, possessed by a lifelike growl.

bang!

“stop.”

Prince Ulkar’s calm gaze turned to Tuaselo.

“Sit down.”

“under! Do you want me to be patient with such a lowly insult?”

“What if you can’t stand it? Are you going to draw the knife before the meeting even starts?” As Geombaek hesitated in an ambiguous position, the prince turned his head towards me.

“Sir Phoenix.”

” yep.”

Understanding his intentions, I straightened my posture, sat down, and bowed my dog to Tuaselo.

“I made an excuse, sir.”

“...her.”

When I immediately apologized, he burst into laughter as if he had raised his voice in excitement alone. Then, with his mouth firmly shut, he sat down in his seat.

As soon as the atmosphere calmed down, the person sitting across from me, to the left of the guard, Fabio, opened his mouth.

“Since I unexpectedly heard the message of reconciliation, I expected blessings... but it seems I made a hasty decision.”

He was an impressive man with a neatly trimmed mustache and chubby cheeks. When the eyes of the silver prince gathered, he pretended to be surprised and quickly introduced himself.

“Ah, I am ‘Rupyrtus’ who manages Miteltang’s court. His Majesty the Emperor appreciates my humble talents, so I’m also consulting on diplomacy and ceremonies.”

“Rupyrtus... Come to think of it, I think you’ve heard of a court bag called ‘Tu Tu’.”

“Oh, what an honor. I never thought that the Silver Lion of Milano would know my nickname.”

A guy with a round face and an exaggerated tone of voice...

This is the first impression Miteltang’s courtier gave me that he holds the power second only to the electors in the empire.

“But is that a hasty judgment? What do you mean?”

It’s not surprising that the nickname ‘the gifted messenger of Lee Sang-seung’ came about for nothing, so it’s no wonder that His Highness has such confidence.”

Her voice was so calm. It was a contrast to the bloody atmosphere that flowed over the table before,

and it made me feel uncomfortable.

“However, His Majesty the Emperor is also confident that if there is a battle with His Highness, we will surely win. He believes that even if not only His Highness’ army occupying Angst and Obdorf, but also the crown prince’s army on the march and the fresh-blooded army anchored on the southern coast, we will be able to defeat it.”

What a great confidence.

While I was grumbling inwardly, Viscount Anyanelle continued to persuade me.

“Nevertheless, His Majesty the Emperor arranged this event because he judged that the war with Milanol was futile.”

“You are absolutely right.”

Prince Ulkar nodded in agreement with her words.

“What His Majesty needs is the land of gold in the Southern Continent. It’s not the east, where wars are frequent on the border with the kingdom.”

“Yes, that’s right. This war began with the ambition of Duke Avillamber. Your Majesty regrets that His subjects are caught up in these worthless things.”

“So you mean you accept my offer?”

“First, check the details of the proposal, Your Highness.”

As if the snarling at each other was a lie, Viscount Agnanel opened up a conversation, and the negotiations progressed quickly.

When Prince Ulkar, the ‘blind viper’ Sir Ariad, and the ‘arrogant’ Sir Layam presented their demands, Olpobao’s daughter-in-law and Mitteltang’s courtiers coordinated them, and the royal scribe wrote the document.

The imperial scribe filled three pages of parchment in just thirty minutes. Because it was the same for the other party and us to want peace.

No matter how strong Prince Ulkar and his army were, fighting against the emperor’s army of over 40,000 was insane, and the emperor’s side was inconvenient, but if we even joined hands with Crown Prince Zacharis, we would suffer huge losses in an endless war. He was in a situation where he had to give up Angst and Obdorf.

In addition, it served each other’s purpose to divide the Strawn family of Duke Avillambus, the strongest rival of the current imperial family, the Sdamterk family.

In addition, Prince Ulkar made an attractive proposal that the emperor could not ignore.

“Whoever becomes the Elector Count after receiving the transfer of rights from my niece must of course also have the right to vote as the Elector Countess.”

“...the right to vote?”

Viscount Ayanel, who was conducting the meeting smoothly, slightly narrowed his forehead and showed disapproval.

“Isn’t that obvious? Isn’t the right to vote for the throne the most important right of an electorate?”

“That is correct. However, since the edict 130 years ago, the number of electors with divine right has been limited to eight, so this rule, both imperial law and custom, cannot be changed overnight.”

“I don’t know what the problem is. Wouldn’t it be fine if the two Elector Counts of House Strom exercised their share of rights?”

When the prince asked in a calm tone, the viscount blinked for a moment before asking again.

“The fact that the two Elector Counts exercise their share of rights... does that mean that they will split and exercise one vote?”

“exactly.”

“...impossible. Dividing the sacred right set by the Emperor Judvik III

.”

“Of course, this should be kept confidential.”

After being silent for a moment, Viscount Ayanel wet his lips and spoke.

“...I think the draft is roughly finished, so can we take a break?”

“Do whatever is convenient for you. I’ll have to go back to the main camp, so I’ll give you plenty of time.”

As soon as the prince had finished speaking, the viscount paid his respects and left the tent with the courtier Rupyrtus and the royal secretary.