Kill the Emperor Chapter 81 : Chapter 81

Translator: AkazaTL

Pr/Ed: Sol IX

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Chapter 81 : Ga of Thrones (2)

Goodness.

The word that could best describe Duke Rosbach would probably be ‘goodness.’

In the political world of Zodiac, where dregs of society in human shapes ran rampant and it was full of insolent ruffians, Duke Rosbach was a truly rare good and conscientious person.

He did not know how to perform trickery or plotting, which could be called essential virtues of Zodiac nobles, and he never lost respect even when dealing with commoners whom other nobles treated as less than human.

And thanks to this nature, he inevitably ended up losing wealth, honor, and influence in the political world.

‘Since a single rabbit has been thrown into a cage where cowardly wild dogs are running wild, he has no choice but to suffer…….’

Judging by title alone, his rank was within the top ten in all of Zodiac, but his influence in the political world was less than that of an average Viscount.

The Duke, who instantly rose as the eye of the storm in Zodiac’s political world due to my single word, was kneeling while shedding tears.

“I understand that Young Lord Friedrich possesses extrely outstanding qualities. Couldn't this opportunity be considered a blessing bestowed upon the Duke’s family in a way?”

When the na ‘Friedrich’ ca out of my mouth, the Duke’s shoulders trembled even more greatly.

‘Friedrich Rosbach’s’ age was now rely 14.

However, despite that, he was a talent who had been on people’s lips due to his outstanding talent for several years ago.

‘A boy equipped with a good nature that resembles his father closely and outstanding talent that his father does not have.’

A faint smile rose on my lips as I recalled the modifiers that always followed Friedrich.

What would that kind child think if he saw his father kneeling?

“Your Excellency, I am afraid. I am so afraid that my son’s na is being ntioned in this wild wind currently sweeping the capital.”

If soone else had co to and talked about a wild wind or whatever, I would have ridiculed him saying, ‘Calling it a wild wind just because a few idiots are excited and running wild?’

However, even I could not bear to ridicule Duke Rosbach.

I simply could not treat the ‘timid father’ who loved his son terribly so cold-heartedly.

“Duke, was there perhaps soone who inflicted harm or made threats regarding the succession right to the throne?”

So instead of ridiculing the Duke, I threw a question.

“T-There was nothing like that. It’s just that I am afraid of my lacking son being ntioned by people…….”

The Duke shook his head with an urgent expression.

‘Sothing happened.’

Whether the one who played tricks was ‘Albert Celsran’ or ‘Mackin Batavia,’ it was unknown.

‘They probably don't think he will be a serious threat, but do they intend to trample the sprout just in case?’

Right now, the Celsran Duke Family and the Batavia Marquis Family were making painstaking efforts to win over even one more royal family mber.

But in the midst of this, do not forget to trample a competitor who wouldn't really be a threat.

‘Indeed, it’s hard to do bad deeds if you aren't ticulous.’

Suppressing the bitter smile that was about to co out, I spoke to the Duke.

“Duke. Do not worry. I said I would follow the opinions of the royal family in the decision, I never said they could do whatever they wanted. I will take asures so that no harm cos to the Duke and the Duke’s family in the process of the successor being decided.”

“Your Excellency! It has been said since ancient tis that an undeserved opportunity given to a lacking person is a shortcut to harming oneself. I am afraid that the opportunity given to my foolish son will harm the child. Please withdraw the nomination.”

However, despite my dissuasion, the Duke could not raise his body.

In fact, if it were up to his heart, he wanted to shout loudly.

‘Hein Reichart, you bastard, you know nothing! Even if the successor nomination ends safely, do you think those vicious bastards will leave my son alone! Right now they are staying still because they are wary of you, but soday they will try to eliminate my son!’

The reason the Duke was begging in his seat was not only because of the imdiate threat.

He knew too well how vicious and persistent the nobles of Zodiac were.

Even if it was a position obtained just by nomination, it was clear that they would try to eliminate the competitors who once competed with them first.

Of course, if I protected Friedrich until the end even after returning to my territory, he might not need to beg to this extent.

But there was an ill-fated relationship spanning 150 years between Reichart and Rosbach.

150 years ago from now, the Rosbach Duke Family, which boasted powerful influence even back then, had blocked Reichart, which was attempting to advance into the central political world.

The head-on collision between ‘the region’s greatest warlord’ vs ‘the prestigious family of the central political world’ was fierce enough to make Zodiac buzz at the ti.

‘There is no way he would protect Rosbach, who blocked Reichart’s advance into the center at the vanguard, until the end!’

Considering this fact, it was no wonder the Duke was anxious like this.

“Tsk, Reichart’s successor, has made up his mind to send Rosbach away for good using this opportunity.”

Therefore, as soon as it beca known that Friedrich was included in the successor candidate group, rumors imdiately circulated that I was trying to kill Rosbach with a borrowed knife.

“Duke, ascending to the throne and being responsible for the future of this country is a sacred duty, not a right. Surely you are not unaware of that fact?”

“Your Excellency! Please listen to my words…….”

“However, for a person who inherited the blood of the royal family to try to ignore that sacred duty. It is an unacceptable matter.”

However, despite the pleading that was close to begging, I did not seem to have the heart to grant that wish.

“There will be no withdrawal of the nomination. Go back and wait for the results.”

“Your Excellency!”

“What are you doing? Not escorting the Duke out.”

I, who coldly cast aside the Duke who was begging in tears, sat in my seat, took out a quill pen and paper, and began to write sothing.

“Kik.”

Laughter burst out from my mouth as I was writing the letter.

When I thought about it, it was truly funny.

‘How can they not deviate even an inch from expectations like this?’

After opening the safe, I checked if the treasure I prepared was safe.

‘This much should be overflowing.’

After finishing the check, I wrote the recipient's na on the envelope that would contain the letter.

The recipient's na written on the envelope was.

‘Mackin Batavia.’

‘I look forward to that day.’

A smile thicker than the beeswax ford on my lips as I sealed the envelope with a wax seal.

***

Marquis Mackin was not in a good mood.

No matter how much he thought about it, he felt that he was being pushed back by that arrogant Albert in this succession battle.

Although Marquis Mackin’s title was lower than Albert’s family, he had the advantage of possessing ‘Batavia Union,’ one of the largest rchant guilds in Zodiac.

So for the past few days, Mackin did his best to win over the royalty by using money, his greatest advantage, unsparingly.

But despite making all kinds of efforts, he had an ominous premonition that he would eventually fail to overco the gap in titles.

“Musty old fogies…….”

Mackin spat out a grumbling sound towards the royalty who stuck to Albert being bound by titles.

“Hmph, stupid bastards. You will regret your foolish choices soon.”

However, a grin rose on Marquis Mackin’s face, which had been terribly crumpled.

The place his gaze reached was a letter envelope on the desk.

The sender's na written on the envelope was ‘Hein Reichart.’

“Kuk, he acted all noble to the fullest. In the end, you are also a hopeless guy.”

Batavia, who welcod the hidden card that would soothe his uncomfortable insides in one shot, vomited out ridicule.

“Well, in this case, it is rather more fortunate that you are a snob. Kuku.”

Marquis Mackin signed the share transfer deed and stamped it.

The content contained in the deed was that as of tomorrow, 80% of the shares of ‘Batavia Union’ would be transferred to Grand Duke Reichart free of charge.

“With this much, even if the Grand Duke retires to the countryside, he won't be sucking his fingers. Of course, it’s a rchant guild raised by whom.”

The letter from the Grand Duke wasn't short, but to summarize, it was as follows.

-The circumstances of our territory are not very good, so could you please provide support, Sir?

And Mackin responded to the Grand Duke’s request almost excessively.

With a bold decision to hand over more than half of the shares of the rchant guild, which could be called everything of the Batavia Marquis Family.

‘Sothing like this rchant guild, I can give away as much as I want.’

Mackin wasn't dull enough not to know the aning of the Grand Duke sending such a secret letter requesting support at this timing.

Of course, as long as he held military power tightly, he would have to be wary of him.

But even the moon wanes when it becos full.

Reichart’s power will gradually decline, and eventually, power will pass over to the King.

No, even if Reichart’s rule continued, it didn't matter.

Even if he could just seize the capital vacated by the Grand Duke, this would be a business that leaves several tis the profit.

“Deliver this to the Grand Duke’s ssenger.”

Mackin prepared two envelopes and handed them to the Head Chamberlain.

In one envelope was the share transfer deed, and in the other envelope was the ‘gift’ he prepared for the Grand Duke.

“Make sure to tell him that if the Grand Duke sees this, the necessity for worry will decrease further.”

Originally, he intended to burst this gift himself at an appropriate timing.

But since he decided to be in the sa boat as the Grand Duke, it would be more effective if he burst it directly.

“I will deliver exactly what you ordered without omission.”

The Head Chamberlain disappeared holding the envelopes to deliver to the Grand Duke’s ssenger.

“Kuhuhu-”

Laughter burst out from Mackin’s mouth, who sensed victory.

He could not bear the wait for the King successor selection day, which was now 3 days away.

***

“Lord Batavia, Duke Celsran is over there.”

“Hmm…….”

King successor selection day.

Wrinkles were engraved on Mackin’s forehead, who appeared in the Royal Audience Chamber with his confidants.

To see that unlucky face as soon as he ca here of all things.

“Ahem!”

Mackin snorted once and went to his seat.

Of course, it seed Mackin wasn't the only one who felt unpleasant seeing the other party's face.

“Hmph!”

It was the sa for Duke Celsran to openly crumple his expression upon seeing Mackin.

Grin.

Albert, who could be called Mackin’s direct competitor, went a step further.

A guy much younger dared to throw a ridicule full of provocative aning.

‘Arrogant bastard. You are acting so impudently just because the imdiate situation is favorable. Just wait and see later. I will make you shed tears of blood from your eyes without fail.’

Mackin, who grasped the ‘hidden card’ in his hand, bit his lip pledging to show hell to Albert.

While fierce gazes that seed like sparks would fly at any mont were coming and going between the figures of the Batavia family and the Celsran family.

“Father.”

“It’s okay. Everything will be okay.”

The ‘Rosbach father and son’ were just holding each other’s hands sitting alone in the corner.

To the other two families, they were beings outside of their gaze anyway.

“His Excellency Grand Duke Reichart is arriving!”

Around the ti the war of nerves between the two families reached its peak.

I, the ringleader who directed the current situation, revealed myself.

‘He ca!’

Mackin rose from his seat welcoming his appearance ‘sincerely’ for the first ti since seeing my face.

However.

“……Huh?”

Suspicion ford on Mackin’s expression upon seeing my appearance.

My appearance was different from usual.

Until now, the number of knights I brought every ti I ca to the eting hall was at most five.

Clank clank.

But the number of knights following behind right now was a whopping fifty.

Their attire was also not the usual light armor, but heavy armant.

“…….”

Around the ti anxiety, the reason for which was unknown, was heightening at my appearance directing an atmosphere no one expected.

I sat in my seat receiving the escort of the knights.

Smirk.

An incredibly chilly smile ford on my lips as I scanned the faces of Albert Celsran and Mackin Batavia once each.

And a voice slightly colder than that smile stabbed them.

“Then, since it seems preparations are done, shall we slowly start?”