The Second Son of the Count Is Too Good

“Why do you say I am a traitor?”

When Luke asked back with an impudent face, the marquis narrowed his brows.

“Is it not a rebellion to appoint a king?”

“He’s not the emperor, he’s the king.”

“Hundreds of years have passed since the king disappeared.”

Once upon a time there was a king. When the empire was bigger and stronger than it is now, the kings governed the provinces and were loyal to the emperor.

However, as the imperial power was strengthened, the kingship gradually disappeared. The king became the electoral empress, the electoral empress became the grand duke, and the grand duke became the duke again, becoming an honorary position for the powerless imperial family.

Even if you try to resurrect the now-defunct Grand Duke, there will be an uproar.

“But let’s appoint a king who isn’t even a grand duke, much less.”

It is a sound that even the emperor who plays and eats will hear. It was perfect for being a real traitor, no kidding.

“But if the imperial family acknowledges it, it won’t be treason.”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Will the emperor, who is crazy, strengthen the provincial power?

“You just have to make it impossible not to do it.”

“for example?”

“The entire northern part is pressuring the imperial family.”

“this guy!”

With a bang, the marquis hit the desk. If you hear something breaking, you must have hit it fairly hard.

It’s an old man, he’s getting older and correcting himself.

“How dare you say to pressurize the imperial family! Are you still a nobleman who swore allegiance to the imperial family!”

“A king will be born.”

“This guy is still!”

“If we don’t appoint someone, that king will be Ragnar.”

The Marquis’ body stood still. His face changed over and over as if he was confused.

“… He’s not a vessel for that. At best, he is the warchief of the barbarians.”

“Don’t lie. Just looking at it, it looks like we met right away.”

Luke knows what kind of man this old man is. Before returning, he was the one who kept his own territory by walking a tightrope in a situation where the northern part was devastated.

Even the imperial family, which neglected other lords, spared no support for this man.

‘Because the moment the Marquis passed, Ragnar would have become independent while holding the North.’

Taking full advantage of such a situation, he created a picture of dividing the northern part of the country by consuming support as much as possible.

Not even caring about the fact that other territories are being devastated. There is no way that a person with such great political dexterity would be unaware of Ragnar’s power.

“Ragnar said. He has already placed the six lords of the border under his command.”

“It’s an outright lie. They are still loyal to the Empire.”

“Stop speculating, you know everything.”

The Marquis will know right away. Otherwise, there would be no reason to go out of our way to do a vanished tradition like the Platinum Conference.

This remark is a bait to gauge whether Luke has the right information. Luke sighed and crossed his arms.

“Who do you think came with me?”

“Three escort knights.”

“Two of them are escort knights, and the other is the new lord of Veldine.”

“… Bjorn Veldine!”

The Marquis widened her eyes. As expected, the collection of information has already ended. But no matter how much it was, he couldn’t have predicted the situation that the new lord would come in person.

“Ragnar also came to the Veldain estate.”

“why?”

“It looks like he wants to have all seven lords submit under him.”

“hmm.”

A moan escaped from his frowning face. Most of the borders have been cleared, but there is a huge difference between having at least one remaining and not having one.

“What did you decide to do?”

“Well, Bjorn will take care of it.”

“Bjorn, Bjorn.”

When referring to nobles who have received titles, they are usually called sir, and nobles who are not close to them are given the title of duke. But I mentioned the name in half words.

Even this hint was enough to guess Luke’s location. The Marquis, who closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them, turned to a complex and subtle gaze.

“Who are you?”

“This is Luke Bernstein. He’s a no-nonsense acolyte.”

“ha ha ha.”

The Marquis let out a soulless laugh. As if he wants to hear everything that isn’t even funny.

“There’s no way an ordinary trainee knight would destroy demons, overthrow the west, and even get involved in a dispute over territory in the north.”

“… … !”

This time it was Luke’s turn to surprise. Have you been pretending not to know this inspiration?

‘I heard that old ginger is spicy.’

The Marquis opened his mouth to Luke who was muttering inwardly.

“What are you thinking? No, what is Count Bernstein planning to do?”

“The former is correct, Your Excellency. My father won’t even know what I’m doing.”

It has absolutely nothing to do with the family name. It was something Luke did only for himself. And what do you mean?

“The ulterior motive is simple. I want the North to be strong.”

“Oh, is it pure kindness?”

“Of course, it is pure courtesy. Enough to make me wish the imperial family would be frightened when they saw the strong and prosperous North.”

The Marquis’ sarcasm was met with sarcasm. Luke was the winner. Unlike Luke, who had a single smile, the Marquis’ face hardened at once.

Well, that’s all for teasing. If you don’t reveal your true intentions, I’ll seriously accuse you. Luke, who changed his expression seriously, said.

“The crown prince is targeting the Bernstein family as an example to the lords.”

“… … !”

* * *

It’s not a lie. To be precise, I’m hoping that any one of the prestigious great families will be caught. The Bernstein family is no exception.

‘Actually, no matter how hard I tried, it wasn’t a family that could be defeated.’

Before the regression, that actually happened. This is because something happened inside the family that could shake the roots of the elongated pillars.

The crown prince, no, the next emperor, probably thought ‘it’s time’, and suddenly raised an army and declared the extinction of the Bernstein family.

“You’re crazy.”

The Marquis muttered with an absurd expression.

“No matter how much you are the crown prince, you are going to mess with the Bernstein family?”

“People aren’t always rational.”

Even before the return, it was not a rational choice to destroy the Bernstein family. There is no guarantee that the same thing will not happen again in this life.

“I know about your plans.”

“What do you mean you know?”

“Aren’t you planning on dividing Ragnar and the North into two?”

The Marquis, caught off guard, was taken aback. A pursuing blow was dealt to the marquis who had been stabbed in the head.

“But for Your Excellency’s plan to come true, a close connection with the Imperial Palace is required.”

To put it bluntly, the Marquis is far behind in terms of military power. The only thing that can bridge that gap is the support of the imperial family.

In other words, while receiving support, you cannot pretend to be with the imperial family.

“If the Bernstein family is under attack, will your Excellency be able to make a statement?”

“… … .”

“I think it’s best to keep quiet.”

de facto acquiescence. This is the attitude the Marquis took before returning. And, of course, the Marquis’ attitude caused a tremendous backlash from other nobles.

It was like passing a precedent that the emperor would annihilate the nobles.

“Well, if His Excellency is willing to accept that, then I have nothing more to say.”

“Okay.”

The Marquis groaned and sighed. The seasoned serpentine aura was gone to reveal the image of an old man facing a vexing problem.

“Okay. I will listen to you.”

“Are you rejecting the position of overlord who divides the north?”

“Don’t be sarcastic.”

The Marquis shot at Luke’s laughing words.

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“If it goes as you say, even if my ambition is fulfilled, it will become a castle on the sand. So what’s the point?”

What the Marquis wants is a structure between the evil warchief Ragnar and the popular hero Marquis Serge. However, the moment the aristocratic extinction is tolerated, this structure is reversed.

‘It’s just that Ragnar will inevitably turn him into a necessary evil in the commander’s seat.’

When the war is over, wait and see, all the northern lords will gnashing their teeth. Then, let alone ambition, I will spend each day wrapping my head to survive later.

“I’d rather join your plans. tell me What are you thinking?”

When everything went according to plan, a smile formed on Luke’s lips. After a moment of silence, Luke opened his mouth.

“It’s simple. What Ragnar is doing now is using the old ethnicity to unite the entire North.”

Barbarians, imperials, and originally all Koreans. So, we want to unite and separate altogether. Then you can use the plan itself as the reciprocal.

“We can make a warchief on our side.”

* * *

After a while, the entire northern part was turned upside down. It was because of one letter that reached all the northern lords.

“Platinum meeting? What the hell is this all about?”

“You’re going to hold the old-fashioned meeting right now?”

“what? Even the savages are participating!?”

Those who at first thought it was the Marquis’ senility soon changed their minds. Because the lords who expressed their participation were too big.

“what? Are all the seven lords who guard the border participating?”

“The barbarian warchief? Could it be the return of Warchief Agrim?”

At this point, it was hard to say it was a joke. More than anything, the ripple effect of being the ‘Chief’ was too great. What happened when Agrim became warchief in the past?

The entire north had been conquered and nearly ripped from the empire at the feet of the barbarians. That terrible memory was a nightmare passed down from generation to generation.

Above all, the last warning was strong.

-You are free to exercise your right to refuse the invitation. If you refuse to do so, you will not be invited again after this.

It is said that the right to speak will disappear in matters that may decide the fate of the North. Lords hurriedly prepared to participate in the Platinum Conference.

“Call the escort driver! I must go see the Marquis immediately!”

“expected? Cancel everything! It is to decide the fate of our family!”

All the northern lords who received the invitation moved without omission. The Platinum Conference was the moment when an old tradition that had not been held for a long time was truly revived.

* * *

“Warchief, the entire North is in awe.”

“That is good news.”

Inside the colorful tent. Upon receiving the report, Ragnar burst into laughter. Now, a real platinum meeting was held, not just a name.

“Give me a toast! It’s a resurgence of the Platinum Conference!”

“Ohhh!”

At the same time as the cheers, the chiefs raised their glasses. But one of them didn’t look very good. The warchief looked at him with subtle eyes.

“Rogaine, why is your expression like that? You don’t seem to like it at all.”

“I wonder if it has to be like this, Warchief. Can’t we just push it away with all our strength?”

The one called Loghain openly grumbled. The warchief was able to complain because he was an unquestioning aide.

“We all joined forces. In addition, six of the border lords came under the command. Isn’t this more power than old Agrim? Do I really need to convince them?”

“I know your heart.”

Ragnar, who put down his wine glass, opened his mouth in an admonishing tone.

“Certainly, we fought for a long time with those who went under the empire. In the meantime, there are not a few people who have developed a grudge.”

“… … .”

“But grudges cannot accomplish a great cause. Our enemy is not the North. It is the empire that created all this.”

If it hadn’t been for the empire, if it hadn’t been for the first emperor, the northern part wouldn’t have been split in two. Then there wouldn’t have been a bloody fight with each other until now.

Ragnar did not hate the northerners. they were compatriots Those who were possessed by the evil emperor in the distant past, and those who are still suffering.

“Listen, they say that even now they are treated badly by the imperial family. Even though King Seonjo worked so hard, the imperial family said that they delivered food just like throwing beggars to beggars.”

If so, the dissatisfaction with the imperial family would be considerable. What would happen if even some of them sympathized with Ragnar?

The unification of the entire North would be much easier, and Ragnar would come much closer to being the true King of the North.

“So you understand. you are now my right hand After all, old grudges must be laid down for the sake of the future.”

“… All right.”

Reluctantly, Loghain nodded. He was full of dissatisfaction, but he meant that he would follow the warchief’s orders.

It was when Ragnar finished his admonition and tried to raise his glass again.

‘… He won’t show up at the Platinum Conference.’

Suddenly, Luke’s face passed Ragnar’s head. A guy who revealed himself as the lord of Bjorn, and had two knights of equal strength under his command.

Even though he was small, he was relaxed as if he didn’t know fear. For some reason, Ragnar was uncomfortable with Luke.

‘Strangely, it feels like a natural enemy.’

Humans have something called sangseong. It’s not the strength as a warrior, but the compatibility as a human being. Even if you are ahead in strength, there are people who fight strangely, and win and lose are reversed.

For some reason, Ragnar felt that Luke was his nemesis. However, Ragnar soon shook his head.

The one he investigated was not of northern blood. He is an Eastern man who has only been forced to occupy a small piece of land.

‘Cancer, even the marquis can’t involve him as long as he’s sane.’

At best, making Bjorn their spokesperson would be all they could do. Then you don’t need to worry. After all, the wind can change in an instant according to the improvisation of a meeting.

I drank the glass with the thought that the limit would be clear anyway. As if trying to sweep away the anxiety remaining in my heart.