53 – Tosa Gupaeng (1)

Even though His Excellency Schwein did a lot of trolls, Viscount Kreuttel, Baron Crescent, and I Ciel von Kreuttel’s performance made it a complete victory in terms of judgment anyway.

As a result, a few days later, Hellsmann had no choice but to swear an oath to dedicate his territory to Schwein von Nantes, Count of Nantes, for the ‘Late of Count Helsmann’.

And today, Count Hellsman and his subordinate barons entered the castle of Count Hellsman and the ceremony of writing the oath began.

All nobles with titles above baron were obliged to attend, so I also participated.

**

Before writing the oath in earnest, a banquet was held to encourage Count Hellsman and his subordinate nobles who had fought a great battle.

Count Nantes and Count Hellsmann sat on the highest seats in the castle, the barons under Count Hellsmann sat on the long desks on the left, and the barons under Count Nantes sat on the long desks on the right.

In a place like this, usually, if the title is the same, people are seated in order of age, but someone who has made a special achievement like me is promoted to the top among the vassals…

Our great His Excellency Schwein has at least some hatred for me and the viscount, no, he is burning with jealousy when he sees me who is better than him, so he put me at the very bottom.

And after a while, the Count of Nantes raised his cup and shouted loudly in a pretentious voice.

“Now then, let’s have a drink in honor of the noble nobles and brave soldiers who fought and died in this war. For honor!!”

According to what I’ve been told, the person who ruined honor the most here is His Excellency, Earl of Schwein, and such a person is talking about honor here and pretending to be proud…

The atmosphere in the audience suddenly calmed down, as if I wasn’t the only one who thought so.

Hellsman must have thought that his last war couldn’t be like this, got up, raised his glass high and shouted with a lively voice.

“To my knights who died fighting with honor, and to the brave soldiers… and toasts to the knights and soldiers of the victor, Count Nantes, who had no shortage of opponents!!!”

“toast!!!”

“for!!!”

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly revived when Hellsman shouted a toast, Schwein crumpled his face, as if he didn’t like that he ignored himself, the winner.

However, Count Hellsman seemed to think nothing of it, and just silently, without saying anything, began to eat the delicacies placed in front of him.

No matter how much the custom here is to laugh and chat while talking about the war like the enemy, I still have Korean sensibility…

There was no need to do that with the people who were hostile and killed.

However, Viscount Kreuttel and the other barons, according to custom, were drinking and talking as if they were very happy, whether they were serious or false.

“Wahhahahaha, Baron Heiltz… Your charge was really sharp!! I would have died if I hadn’t worn three layers of quilted armor because I was anxious on the day I marched out!! No, what kind of lance did you use? To come in through the cracks in the iron armor and stab them…”

“Nothing. Mr. Creutel, I was just lucky. It was nice to see Your Excellency leading the knights!!”

“Hey, look at this dude…”

“Well then, if I find another lord and serve him and become stable, would you like to make a marriage alliance? For the time being, I don’t think the count of Nantes and my family will be hostile.”

“It’s not necessary, your estate will be preserved and you will serve the surrounding counts… but my son has someone else in mind!”

“Sorry…”

It is also a master of survival who survived safely even after exercising practical power as a ‘guardian’ in the family of the Count of Nantes, headed by a patient in the terminal stage of a suspected disease, where Kwon Mo-soo is rampant.

Even though a guy named Heilz openly feeds him taffy, he repudiates everything without damaging the honor of the nobleman.

As I observed my surroundings, I was just quietly eating fine wine, grilled beef, and bread in front of me.

For one thing, since they didn’t say anything for about half a day, the barons’ faces gradually started to turn red.

However, in that state, neither one of them showed disrespect to the other because of his drinking habits.

“Ah, no… Big, Viscount Creutel!! Why are infantry so strong? What kind of weapon did you give the serfs?”

“Weapons, Oh Hae-il, Ilse. It’s just that our serfs have been eating well lately, so they’re strong.”

“Is that so… Nantes is rich after all. That, but… Our county of Hellsman is also a rich place. Please share that abundance here as well. That, so… won’t we stand in our face?”

“Your Excellency the Count will do well.”

Hearing those words, the unknown baron couldn’t bear to open his mouth any more and just smiled bitterly and quietly went back to his seat.

By the time the banquet was over, Helmsman slowly started walking toward me, leaving Schwein, who was drunk and his face flushed red.

Damn, don’t come… I mean, if you come and tell me anything, the damn Count of Meat will find fault with me and harass me…

However, Hellsman ignored my small wish until the end and came to talk to me.

“Are you Ciel von Kreuttel?”

I answered that with a sigh.

“Yes, it is.”

“You look pretty good. Are you even that smart? I heard from Rance, it’s only the second war, but he used his mobility to move faster than we did, and he besieged the castle and opened it.”

Now, outwardly, he seems to be praising me, but Hellsmann is feeding candy to Nasiel von Kreuttel, who destroyed himself while taking care of his honor one last time.

Because no matter how much that nobleman is the lord of a country different from the Count of Nantes, he must have understood that I was being ‘checked’ just by seeing me sitting here at the end…

Talking only to me means openly focusing attention on me and trying to do something.

It’s really gross.

“It is overrated. I’ve only provided a small amount of help to His Majesty the Countess of Nantes in his splendid strategy. All these feats are due to Your Excellency, Count of Nantes.”

Hellsman seemed to think that there was no place to touch my remarks that were completely flawless on the outside.

“That Nantes bastard is an idiot. To hold a guy like you in check like this. If it were me, I would have given my daughter to make her a viscount or assassinated her… Now that we have completely defeated our family with a long history of 200 years, you must survive.”

After he had said that, Hellsman went back to his seat with dignity.

And soon after, the banquet ended.

**

The day after the banquet, in which the winner and the loser expressed their ‘respect for each other’ while eating alcohol and meat, we continued the ceremony to write the oath to hand over the Earl Helsmann’s territory as scheduled.

First, in a state of drunkenness, the ‘Worship to Commemorate the Honorable Battle’ hosted by the bishop of ‘Country of Hellsmann’ was held.

Worship, which is normally held every Sunday, usually ends in an hour, but this service lasted over four hours.

And the wicked bishop… continued to preach a sermon for three hours with a message that he hoped that the Countess of Nantes, who would occupy this territory, would increase his offering.

Even the tone of voice was the sleepy tone of old professors, so I had a hard time staying awake.

Seriously, during the worship service, I must have even thought of the design of the clothes I want Ella to wear today and the child’s name…

Fortunately, however, I was able to avoid committing an unfortunate incident at the worship service, and now the ceremony of writing the ‘transfer oath’ has finally begun.

In the center, there was a desk with a scroll written on the reasons for handing over the long territory that had been drawn up in advance, and around the desk were Helsmann and the Count of Nantes.

A short distance from there the highest-ranking viscount and bishop, with the exception of the earls, volunteered to be ‘witnesses’, while the other barons stood aside, clad in armour, behind their respective lords.

After confirming that the line had been lined up, the bishop and the baron opened their mouths at the same time.

“Praise to the Counts of Hellsmann and Nantes who fought honorably under the name of a noble God!! And now, according to the results of a fair war, God wills, Count Helsmann will cede his realm to the Count of Nantes! Alas, my God!! Give us peace who obey your will.”

They say that war is fair, even in ancient times, they are sitting there talking nonsense… And how are people who fought wars so peaceful…

Oh, the pretentious phrases of the nobility of this era are really insane.

Then, the bishop handed each other’s signet rings, dropped candle wax in the space where the signet rings were to be stamped, and said.

“Now, in the presence of God, this contract will be rightfully fulfilled. The two Counts, please put your signet rings together.”

After hearing this, the two of them quietly took the signet ring.

“Now God will protect this contract. You worked hard.”

After the words were over, Schwein held out a pocket full of ‘gold coins’ to Count Helsmann and said.

“I wish you and your family peace for the rest of your life.”

Hearing that, Hellsman said with a smile as if mocking Schwein.

“Thank you. Countess of Nantes I wish you a long life too. And as written in the oath, I hope you don’t hit my men for three years.”

“Is it possible? Come on. Health only.”

Wow, that crazy bastard… Surely his ‘reputation’ would have been restored just by sending him off, but in that situation, you’re trampling on the other person’s honor by omitting the ‘honorific title’?

After all, he’s a Schwein, a pig whose only thoughts are on hanging out with women and drinking alcohol…

Seriously, those bastards who follow must be idiots who deserve to die.

**

After His Excellency Schwein took possession of Hellsmann Castle, we stayed inside the castle for about a week until the non-profession took place.

And in the meantime, unexpectedly, His Excellency Count Schwein did his best to normalize the internal affairs of ‘Heelsmann’ Castle.

Well, if I had to do my best, I would order my subordinates to sprinkle food in moderation, and occasionally show their faces to bow down and bow down, but…

Still, thanks to these actions, the county of Hellsman was occupied and the uprising did not occur…

fortunately it was

If there had been an uprising… Hellsman could have come back with the barons…

As I was immersed in such thoughts, the ‘Self-praise of Schwein’, punctuated with all sorts of rhetoric, came to an end before I knew it from the audience room of Count Helsmann’s castle.

“For this reason, my victory is quite natural.”

As soon as the words were finished, a young knight came in holding a scroll with the works of ‘Schwein’ written on them.

And I started reading right away.

“Since it is customary to keep guardians until the first war, hereby first remove Paul von Kreuttel from the position of guardian! However, considering his achievements so far, the title of Viscount is recognized as a single victory. And in recognition of his achievements in this battle, two territories, Windhelm and Pinthelm, were bestowed on his family. In addition, Ciel von Kreuttel bestows Orvo and Sautron upon the bloodless occupation of Castle Helsman! At the same time, considering that I have not been able to get married until now, I allow you to marry Lady Alice, the daughter of the late Countess of Nantes!!”

For his own honor, he gave away a decent place in his county’s territory, but that madman gave the ‘concubine’s daughter’ as a legitimate wife to me and my family, to which the viscount belongs?

Isn’t this a declaration of war that will gradually isolate our family within the family of the Count of Nantes?

Isn’t that kind of situation with that man?

Ah, now that he has eaten Count Helsman’s territory, he has secured a position that will not be shaken by himself?

Shit, they said that when the hounds are no good, they’ll make dog soup in the pot, so you’re thinking of making our family that way, right?