82 Two-two-two-two. Wise man who chose eternity, not the face of the earth (1) (1/2)

Those with death in sight are generally one of two things.

Accept everything, be steadfast, be bald to the last minute.

Marquis Montpellier was the latter.

The Marquis, who has been robbed by the Swordsmen, falls on the bald gear and my feet.

“I, Your Majesty... Please spare my life...”

Halfway through the night, Marquis, who was completely out of his mind, desperately begged me.

“If you will spare me, I will be your dog. If you bark, if you die, I will pretend to be dead! ”

He has a really ugly attachment to life.

If I bark, I'll bark and die soon, but I don't say I'll die with my mouth.

“The Orb, the patriarch of the House of Huron, is a cuckoo child born between the Countess and the government. The eldest son of the Valtes family in central Italy is in solidarity with the wives of the witches...”

The Marquis has stretched out the nobles' teeth before me.

“There are many more! I have proof of the chieftaincy and misconduct committed by the nobles! If you'll spare me, I'll give you everything! If that's all it takes, the nobles won't dare disobey your words! ”

In the meantime, I felt like I knew how the Marquis had moved the nobles of the kingdom.

“Please have mercy! Then I will be your dog! ”

Marquis hangs on my feet. I tuck and push the marquis's hand like a piece of dirt on my body, rather than staring at the marquis.

I looked far beyond the snowfield. The sun was about to pop.

I saw the Marquis suffer during the night, but it was not pleasant at all.

It was too deep for me to catch an empire dog. The blood value of the dead Northerners can only be fatigued by the same weight.

There was a long way to go. I woke up from my seat. I snowed at Gunne.

With blood on her white skin, she approaches with an expressionless face.

Kiss, kiss.

Marquis sausages at the sound of his feet resonating in the snowfield.

“Your Majesty! I will cover the eyes and ears of the Empire! Then many things the kingdom has lost will come into your hands! ”

Gunne grabbed the marquis's hair and wetted it back.

“Billion!”

Gunne's knife touched Marquis' neck.

“Don't worry, I can break the seal of the Tower! ”

I raised my hand to the marquis's depressed voice. Her sword halfway through the throat stops.

“Seal of the Horse Tower? ”

“With the authority of the Ambassador, I can grant you the training of the Wizard and the opening of the Tower of Horses, which was restricted under the Treaty! ”

The marquis hanged himself with a face that looked like he had caught a lifeline.

“Tell me more. ”

When I saw the Marquis, I sat down again.

“First of all, let's start with what the treaty is. ”

* *

The more the Marquis explained, the harder the facial muscles felt.

This was practically a wolf, not a treaty.

There was no provision in favour of any of the kingdoms in the passage.

The treaty was in fact either a declaration to cut off my own hands and feet, or a declaration to put my country in harm's way.

The Kingdom also needed the permission of the Empire to train the army of my country. Not only the army, but the Knights as well.

The Knights of the Kingdom cannot exceed a certain number, and the Kingdom is obliged to report to the Empire a list of all the Knights to which it belongs. The list must include its materials and landmarks.

There can be no omission.

It was an absurd provision. However, there were more humiliating and disastrous provisions.

Knights and armies could still train.

Provisions concerning wizards were, in fact, a vicious act of blocking the training of wizards at source.

The Horse Tower is locked, and you can't study new magic. War magic research and training is forbidden and only healing magic can be learned.

No one would want to be a wizard under such poor conditions if he wasn't a fool. The wizards are not fools, but rather those with fast head rotation.

Those who were in a state of emergency would go to a place where research and training would be free.

I thought I knew now.

Why not just one wizard in the war in the North.

I wasn't in the war. There was not a single one left in the first place.

“Ha.”

It's ridiculous. I just got a laugh.

This was not even a country.

The Kingdom has already lost its sovereignty and has become like an empire. It was not unusual to call it the Empire's sovereign deception.

Everyone knows the kingdom, but only I didn't know it.

I saw Marquis Montpellier.

The fact that this insignificant man, whose skin touched a few knives, was in a position to sell even my country, filled me with the stranglehold of a dog.

I seem to have noticed that my planting is not very good. Marquis quickly suggested it with a dull, white face.

“I can't make a provision that was completely absent, but to some extent mitigating constraints is also possible for my good. As you know, the damage suffered by the North is enormous. ”

“Thanks to whom. ”

Marquis became more desperate.

“I will temporarily grant you limited war magic training and research, and release the seal of the Tower to the third floor. ”

The Horse Tower was not just a building.

The Tower was the law itself, created by the ancient sages in order to consolidate the mysteries of the world, and a gateway to the mysteries themselves.

And since the number of floors of the Tower was a measure of the depth and number of mysteries that the wizards had access to, unlocking the seal up to the third floor meant allowing magic research and training corresponding to the third circle.

It was a decent proposition elsewhere.

If it wasn't for the ambassador of another country who offered it.

I'm going back to my country.

But what am I gonna do?

The kingdom of lions, which the empire made astonished 400 years ago, no longer exists, and the kingdom now is but a small country that will fly once the empire blows.

For now, it was important to make time.

“Besides this, there's a lot I can do for you. ”

Whether the uncomfortable planting was evident or not, the marquis cried out in the face of the death penalty hanging from the faculty.

I've been thinking.

Cutting the Marquis's throat here is easy.

If you pull down the Earth like this, Marquis will scream like that ungodly caveman.

But it was only a brief puddle, and the afterstorm was separate.

Nevertheless, I tried to behead the Marquis.

I didn't know the existence of the treaty then.

He investigated the death of Marquis Montpellier and found it problematic for the imperial people to roam the north.

As far as I am concerned, all the actions to be taken in the future were prohibited in the Treaty.

I made up my mind, and I made up my mind.

“All right. It's not a bad idea to raise an empire dog. ”

Marquis had a half-tone in my words.

In the face of the horror of death, I don't even care about pride and body. Or he thinks he can repay you as much as he can if he's out of the crisis.

“You will never regret it! ”