Chapter 71 – Housewarming

After all, it seems that a noble’s carriage is good. Other wagons and peddlers are inspecting their luggage at the checkpoint, and are being interrogated about the purpose of their visit and their identity, but this is just a high pass. The guardsmen saw Ricardo’s face and immediately…

“Pass!!! Pass!!! Get out of the way, you crazy bastards!!!! Get out of the way if you don’t want to be followed!!!”

because I shouted Should I say it felt like a posta visited the military base? Can those soldiers sleep at night tonight? After passing through the checkpoint and going to the High Pass, I thought I could understand a little bit why people are so obsessed with power. Ah, that’s why if Putin mentions more than that… fuck, radioactive black tea can come through the dimension, so I’ll stop. If you drink a magician or something, you’ll go see Mr. Lenin right away.

“Werner’s house, where you guys are supposed to stay, is being cleaned up. So, just stay at my house for today.”

“The house I lived in was just a single room, so how do you organize it?”

Werner said that after running away, he found a shabby single room and settled in there. Four people couldn’t live there, and there wouldn’t be any need to tidy up or anything.

“Not that single room, but a proper mansion.”

“Did I have a fucking mansion?”

Werner, did you deliberately live in a single room while having a mansion and cosplay as a commoner? The goal is to evade taxes. Living in a shabby house, having prepared a house under a different name, living in a single room, he must have profited from tax evasion. If you think of all the shit this bastard has done so far, it will remain like that. Or are you trying to get into fucking politics? They must be planning to plant an intimate image while cosplaying as ordinary people, visit the market and eat market food that is not often eaten while campaigning for elections.

Come to think of it, this is a monarchical country. However, while preparing for the election campaign, and creating an image for the common people, he said he was concerned about creating an image…?

One conclusion. Verner’s fucking baby must have been preparing for the rebellion. He must have been thinking of achieving democracy through revolution and standing tall as the head of a new magic democratic nation with the common people image he has always maintained. That’s why you hated the crown prince and the princesses. This is all a big picture to assassinate the emperor, no, the czar… It was clear that this bastard, Werner, was a great revolutionary born with the qualities of a revolution.

But such a civil war always brings only confusion and pain to the people. As long as I’ve taken over your body, that’s all you shit, Werner Alton.

“No, I just bought it under your name.”

“What? Buy something in my name?”

“Then did you plan on living in your single room with the four of you?”

“No, the mansions in the capital aren’t worth a penny or two…”

Regardless of the East and the West, houses in the capital are extremely expensive. By the way, you bought a mansion in the capital? And that’s just because your brother needs a place to live?

“hehehehe, can’t this older brother buy a mansion for the youngest?”

Ah, god of fucking chivalry. Was Ricardo your incarnation? Buying a house for my younger brother, I think this shining personality is worthy of the embodiment of chivalry.

“So, so that I don’t get disappointed, I’ll build up my track record as an imperial mage.”

After all, you had a purpose. Shit to shine, you shouldn’t trust tin cans. I’ll give you the house, so forcing me to pay it back reminded me of the raccoon kid in a certain loan payment game. Could it be that the raccoon pup also came from the Karven family? The Carven family was not a knight family, but a moneylender family. This is why people hate Shylock in the Merchant of Venice world.

“Fuck the dog-like imperial wizard…”

“But don’t worry too much. I’ll look after you as much as possible.”

Yes, fucking Shylock is pitiful. Just because I was a Jew, I was hated when I was only doing a loan business with legitimate permission. If I were at the tribunal in Venice, I would feed the Confucian punch to the bastards who discriminated against Shylock. Neo-Nazi bastards who discriminate against Jews, I, who inherited the blood of the Allied Forces, must give the mace of justice.

“Oh, you can see my mansion. Let’s stay overnight there today.”

What appeared was an antique mansion that, at a glance, felt like it was steeped in history. It was an antique in that fucking jargon, or an antique gear golem. Aren’t there some mansions that make you feel like they look expensive just by looking at them, but you’re sure that Wi-Fi won’t break?

When the door of the mansion opened and I got out of the carriage, the fragrant smell of flowers wafted out.

“Did you raise the fucking flowers too? Hyung?”

Searching Werner’s memories, Ricardo was far from a creature as emotional as a flower. I’d rather have a Doberman for a watchdog. And it seems that I wasn’t the only one who thought that.

“… Ricardo, is this really your mansion?

Ricardo responded with a frown at our reaction.

“How does everyone usually view me, so I’m treated as a trap because my house smells like flowers?”

“A madman of chivalry. A man who won’t keep anything but practical things in his house.”

“Knock… No, if you let a hound loose in your house, you let it go. A Druid hater who will never grow flowers.”

“My evaluation was unexpectedly harsh.”

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No, he’s a nobleman who says he’s never had a snack before going on an adventure in his life, but isn’t it unreasonable to think so? Although he is sincere and takes care of the people around him, he is a person with a strong sense of integrity.

“To be honest, I had no intention of growing flowers, but my wife likes to grow flowers because she has experience working in a flower shop. So the whole backyard has been turned into a flower garden.”

“Wasn’t that a gymnasium? And it must be very big, so that the wife-in-law manages it alone?”

“The training ground has been moved to another place. And some of my enlisted men volunteer to come to work.”

“Is that really a pure resource?”

“Of course. I asked if anyone wanted to volunteer.”

This evil boss at work. If your boss asks you about going hiking on the weekend, and you say yes and follow him, that’s not a resource. That’s the fucking power.

“Brother, no matter how you look at it, they look like poor victims of authority.”

“I never forced you. I have no intention of punishing you for not volunteering. Aren’t they all here because they like flowers?”

You may think so, but people below you won’t. Of course, Ricardo isn’t a piece of garbage that’s penalized just for that reason, but as a subordinate, I can’t just ignore it.

“Okay then I’ll show you.”

“What do you want me to show you?”

Ricardo called a soldier passing by with a bucket in the distance.

“Hey Thomas, come here.”

A train called Thomas… No, a soldier came running towards us.

“Thomas, you are volunteering to help with the gardening today, but perhaps you were forced to come out because you felt pressured by me?”

Then Thomas’ face became contemplative like the real train face.

“That… it can’t be! It’s all because I love gardening, Captain!!!”

Thomas, oppressed by power, I sympathize with you. But there is really no malice towards that person. It’s just that I can’t understand your grievances and stance because of the background you grew up in.

“Ha ha ha, that’s right.”

However, if you don’t notice it like that, I think it’s a crime area. Couldn’t that bastard really be a spy from the Black Round Table? It may be a conspiracy to destroy the empire from within by spreading an authoritarian culture.

Didn’t the teacher of the hero movie say the same? An empire that has been attacked from the outside can rise again somehow, but an empire that has collapsed from the inside cannot rise again.

“Then Thomas, you can go now. Oh, by the way, you’re having a baby soon, too? Buy some good food for your wife and feed her.”

Ricardo pulled out a pocket full of coins from his bosom and handed it to Thomas.

“No, Captain, this kind of money…”

“If you do not receive it, you will be beheaded for disobeying orders.”

“I’ll accept it. If you ignore people’s kindness, you’re not even as good as a dog.”

Thomas grabbed the bag of coins and ran away.

But something was strange.

“Brother, by the way, are you close with that knight? Seeing as you know his name.”

“Is today the first time you’ve had a private conversation?”

“No, then how do you know the name? You even knew that a baby would be born soon.”

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Not one or two knights under Ricardo’s command… How could he remember them all? If not ten thousand, it will be thousands.

“As a leader, what kind of idiot can’t remember the names of his subordinates?

He was a really stupid and ignorant person. But at the same time, it was also a purely good article.

Could this person be a spy of the Black Round Table?