chapter 64
64 – Duties of Nobility (4)
Before returning, traitor Gray’s life was full of lies.
To be precise, in order to become a traitor, he did not hesitate to lie if necessary.
I even falsely whispered love.
I even wrote a false letter.
He also used lies to create division between people.
In that sense.
“It’s easy to fabricate a love letter.”
I immediately began writing the letter in front of Queen Carmen and the Duke of Winchester.
“And don’t worry, I’ve already been given full authority for half of it.”
“To what extent?”
“Even if you fabricated the letter and reported it after the fact, is it to the extent that you won’t be scolded?”
“…”
My father believes in me.
From the moment I decided to betray the country, and based on the results I showed, I built trust.
“You don’t have to worry, father. No matter what Gray Gibraltar does secretly, he will support me. As long as he doesn’t do that.”
“Something like that?”
“He manipulates his mother’s letters, but his love for the king is mixed in them.”
No matter how much he entered his father’s fence, the evil of his father his swinging his sword clearly exists.
“I’m not going to write a letter like that. The only content of the letter is my concern for my son who was suddenly summoned.”
Of course, as much as I care about my neck, I have no intention of going that far.
“Instead, it will contain content that could confuse the King. Under the premise that the King will secretly intercept it in the middle.”
“What kind of content would you write? It would be difficult to deceive with ordinary content.”
“If Saint Geo Nostrum treats me carelessly, I will never set foot in the royal capital again.”
“That was and is still-“
“No. It’s different.”
The situation has changed greatly.
“Three years ago, my mother was invited by her maternal grandfather, Baron Gunther, to commemorate Baron Gunther receiving the Medal of Honor.”
Three years ago, my relationship with my father was estranged.
So I got on the carriage heading to the royal road, but that’s not the case anymore.
“Just once. That one time will be a snare for the king.”
“Even though you swear you won’t come to the royal capital at all?”
“So, we need to investigate appropriately.”
I remembered her mother before her her regression of her.
“If you cleverly twist the words to threaten not to go to the royal capital again.”
When I think of my current harmonious relationship with my father, it is an image I don’t want to think of in many ways, but it is a great help in catching the incompetent king.
“It’s the same as saying that I intend to visit the royal capital as long as no major accidents happen here.”
“Is that how it can be interpreted…?”
“0% and 1% are different. And it is Saint Geo Nostrum who accepts that.”
I directly showed the lightly written phrase to the two people.
“No matter what His Majesty the King did, in his youth he was widely known as the future of the kingdom, comparable to your father.”
Although it seems like a simple list of past facts.
“What if the person saying this is Countess Charlotte, and the person reading it is Saint Geo?”
“…At least I’ll try to live like I did when I was normal. Hmm.”
The Grand Duke scanned the contents of the letter with faint eyes.
“He was once called the sun of the kingdom, the new light.”
“…It was already 15 years ago, father.”
“If there’s anything I regret, it’s that I was tricked by Saint Geo back then into marrying you. I could apologize for this for the rest of my life.”
“So, I’ve said it several times.”
Both of Morgania had seen Saint Geo’s time his as a ‘competent prince’.
The difference between the two is that Carmen watched from the side as a competent prince turned into an incompetent king.
“Are you using illusions about the past?…”
The Archduke smiled bitterly as he handed the letter back to me.
“That’s right. If that’s how you can suppress that b*stard, then you should do it. Please, Gray Gibraltar.”
“Not much to say.”
I quickly filled in the contents and then held the feather pen firmly again.
“And in fact, it doesn’t really matter what the content is. This is the real story.”
A more certain remedy than the interpretation of the content is staying at the end of the letter.
“Whether or not it contains all the swear words about St.
“Wait, that signature is…?”
Carmen immediately realized the identity of the cause of death that I had put so much effort into writing down.
“Yes. It’s the signature her mother used when she was a student, or rather, before she got married.”
“…How do you know that?”
“My father is not the one to throw away love letters. And I can go in and out of his study without permission.”
“…”
Can I freely see the love letters my father exchanged when he was young?
“At this point, I can clearly tell you what kind of position I have in Gibraltar.”
“I see. Did he actually think of you as the successor to Gibraltar, the next margrave?”
The Archduke strokes his beard with a serious face.
“That guy who is crazy in love…”
Because I know the person called Crimson Gibraltar better than anyone else.
“Please note that this is still under design and the possibility is very low.”
I folded the letter ‘the way my mother did’ and turned my head towards Queen Carmen.
“There are quite positive signs regarding the issue of my father’s second wife-“
“What?!”
Carmen jumped up and shouted.
“Is that true?!”
“…”
“Hmm, hmm. Forget it. Father too.”
Carmen waved her hand at her archduke, who closed his eyes, and then sat down politely again.
“Is it true that the Crimson Margrave of Gibraltar has any intention of taking a second wife? There must be no lies whatsoever.”
“1%.”
“Hey.”
In an instant, Carmen’s face cracked.
“Are you kidding me?”
“Now do you know the difference between 0% and 1%?”
“…”
“It’s not really a joke, because I’m really designing it that way.”
For my father personally, it would be a breaking of his beliefs in many ways.
“Do you think your father will be persuaded that way?”
“The target is incorrect.”
Because you don’t break your beliefs, you have to attack someone else than your father.
“I am having a deep conversation with my mother.”
“…”
“Every time my father went to the training center to train Noir, I would go to her mother and talk about various things. It wasn’t a very frequent conversation.”
When my mother and I are alone.
“I suggested that we take a second wife and have children, and hope that the children born will be friendly with each other.”
“…”
“There is no way a Gong Wife can beat her.”
I suggested to my mother.
“Also.”
To think only about love.
“It is said that it is the original duty of a noble to expand the power of the family through political marriage.”
The political interests intertwined between our Gibraltar and the kingdom-empire are very deep.
“If we form an alliance with Morgania, we will be able to send our children to the royal capital with peace of mind. Even if they are Charlotte’s sons and daughters, Queen Carmen will at least not harm them so as not to be disliked by Crimson Gibraltar.”
“Ha…”
“And if there are children who continue to be born, they may be able to grow up in a better environment with Morgania’s support of her.”
I stimulated my mother’s ‘motherly part’.
“As someone who grew up in Gibraltar for 13 years, I can assure you that Gibraltar is not a very good environment for children to grow up in.”
When treason fails.
“If something happens to you, wouldn’t you need a stepmother to protect your bloody children?”
At the very least, he and the Margrave were persuaded that they needed a trustworthy authority figure to whom they could entrust their children, even if it meant cutting off their heads.
“That is why, when I first met Her Majesty Queen Carmen, she asked if she could call me mother.”
“You really, from then on… ?”
“Hehe.”
I lightly shrugged my shoulders and lightly put the folded letter into the envelope.
“I don’t want to be murdered by association because of my parents’ fault.”
Morgania is our ally, our insurance, and our way out.
“If I wait another seven years, maybe there will come a time when I have to officially call you mother?”
“…”
“And that means officially declaring it, if you maintain a common-law marriage relationship before then?”
“Ha.”
Insurance you can’t help but trust.
“You really play with people’s hearts so cruelly.”
Because Queen Carmen still loves Crimson Gibraltar.
“Okay. Instead, leave it to me to pass on the letter to the king.”
Carmen crossed her legs and smiled.
“I’m the best at this.”
* * *
The next day, early morning.
“Whoosh, whoosh…”
An undead walking through a hotel in the early morning, clutching a bottle of alcohol. No, a blond-haired, red-eyed man is staggering down the hallway wearing only a robe.
The smell of alcohol lingers all over his body, to the point where he doesn’t even know when he started drinking, but no one can say anything to this man.
The King is walking around drunk. Who would dare touch him?
Many people tried to help the king, who was already staggering, but the next day after he sobered up, all of them had their fingers cut off for daring to touch his body.
Even if you fall, it’s better to just leave it alone.
So no one cared whether St. Geo Nostrum stumbled or not and avoided being noticed as much as possible.
It was early in the morning, so there was no one around.
“…Huh?”
Even though it is early morning, there is a rumbling sound somewhere.
St. Geo rested his body halfway on the staircase railing and listened to the sounds coming from the lobby.
“No, I mean, this is…”
“They told me to wait until morning.”
“I have to go back too…! I stayed up all night running…!”
“Or leave it to me.”
“Such unreasonableness…! My master told me to tell him personally! The Countess…!”
Countess.
Just hearing those words makes my ears perk up.
Now that I think about it, did you say that a little boy from Gibraltar came yesterday?
“I have to return to Gibraltar quickly…! Please let me see you, Master. Please!”
“…”
If someone had seen this scene, they would have thought magic had been used.
“Who are you?”
“Huh, huh!?”
“Uh, Your Highness.”
The dust-filled servant’s eyes widen, and the knight blocking the lobby hastily lowers his head.
“Where does the letter come from, and for whom is it written?”
“Well, that is…”
“Well, isn’t your height asking a question? Answer quickly!”
The driver shouted urgently.
“The postmark is from the Earl of Gibraltar…! Lady Charlotte Gibraltar sent a letter by urgent post on the same day…!”
“This?”
Sak.
“Ah, ah…?!”
“It’s not even sealed.”
A movement too fast for the servant to react.
“Uh, when… ? Ah, that… “
“What. Why? I said I would see it.”
Although he said to be drunk, the exhausted messenger could not notice the king’s hand.
“I’ll just check the contents and return it…”
The king’s expression turned pale as he opened the envelope of the letter.
“…Huh?”
As if the alcohol had gone away at once, he straightened out the folded letter inside the envelope.
“!!”
Even though the letter was upside down, the King just stared at one side of the letter.
“Well, Your Highness…!”
“…I read it. I didn’t find anything special. Here.”
The king threw the letter and envelope into the messenger’s chest and turned around.
Jeopuk, Jeopuk.
Then he went straight back to his room.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha.”
Breathing heavily.
“As expected, there’s still a chance… !”
The King said something incomprehensible and as soon as he returned to his room, he poured a lot of the remaining wine into the glass next to the bed.
“My Charlotte…!”
Then he took something out of his pocket, and soon white powder came out of it and soaked into the wine glass.
Jump, jump.
The King emptied the wine mixed with white powder.
“My…”
And then-
“This time, definitely…”
Just like that, he threw himself on the bed and closed his eyes.
Is it because I was already heavily drunk?
Or is the drug mixed with alcohol somehow a sleep inducer?
Hehe, hehe…”
The king burst into laughter and fell into a deep sleep.
Wow.
The act of hugging a pillow and grabbing the bed sheets was reminiscent of something similar.
Puck, puck puck.
The action of moving up and down even in his sleep is something that only happens in his room
“…”
If there were anyone watching the scene, it would only be a shadow.
* * *
Dawn.
“…I think the letter smells like alcohol.”
A fabricated letter arrived, but the envelope was torn and the letter was open.
“What is your Majesty the King doing?”
“I guess I fell asleep after drinking. I had delusions of doing strange things to Charlotte. Haam.”
Queen Carmen yawned long and stretched her legs.
The appearance resembled a cat, and I laughed for a moment.
“Why are you doing that?”
“No. You stayed up all night, but aren’t you tired?”
“I’m tired.”
The Duke of Winchester had already returned to his room
“We talked about the Gibraltar territory all night long.”
Currently, the only people in the queen’s bedroom are Queen Carmen and me.
“You’re sleepy.”
“Shall I call a maid?”
“No. There’s no need for that. No one will enter this room until noon today. Hmm, then…”
Queen Carmen grinned with her young playful eyes.
“Would you like to sleep with this mother?”
She sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to her.
“Like sleeping in the same bed as the imperial granddaughter?”