From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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“I can't go. ”

The answer was fixed. I admit it's a good opportunity. But I couldn't go to the king. Then there was what was left to get here. Moreover, knowing the future of the royal family, we cannot go any further. Especially, I didn't want to live on the side of Prince 3.

“... did I just hear that? ”

“Yes. I appreciate the offer, but I don't intend to avoid my trial here, and I can't leave since Earl van Ludwig appointed me Squire. ”

That's a good excuse. Count Van Ludwig appointed me an apprentice, but no matter how good a royal escort may be, I'm no better than a defensive hero. That's where my trial is taking place. I was obligated to attend. Accepting Lord Nelson Foster's offer would certainly benefit me.

“I want to be judged for what I did. ”

If I said this, I would look like a curious person.

“… indeed. ”

Nelson stands up to see if there are any more excuses.

“I hope you have no regrets about your choices. ”

I have honored him and sent him away. Nelson turned around and told me before he left.

“Let me know when you change your mind. ”

“Thank you for the opportunity. ”

It was a tone of mutiny. He was generous and considerate of me. And in the end, I thought I was coming to me.

After all, if Earl Ludwig had abandoned me, he might think I was the only one who could go. I didn't want to read Nelson's insides. It didn't mean anything to me. I fell asleep for a while at dawn, and when I woke up, it was time to go out.

“Apprentice knight Chris, the Lord is calling you. ”

And the morning was inevitable. Not the ones I saw the other day. He had a thin jawline. I see a coat with the crest carved into its chest. I heard that you are a member of the Ludwig Knights.

“Follow me.”

“Yes."

A knight and two apprentices walk back and forth, leaving it in the middle of the day. I walked through the fresh air in the morning. The weather was very good. Of course, he appeared moderately calm.

“Don't worry too much. The Lord is thoughtful. ”

The knight from earlier. I salute the innocence of the knight who guides me into the depths of his answer.

Yeah. They're a tribe of knights. You fight well. You don't have to be so smart.

It's hard to live with a bad head on a good fist.

I agree that Earl Ludwig is thoughtful, but that didn't do me any good.

It was not difficult to predict what would happen if you knew the periods of the nobles, the current situation, and the predisposition of Earl Ludwig as a hero on the contrary.

I don't think I've ever been on trial. There were employers who didn't pay gold coins properly from time to time. They were always powerful men or gold coins. And he insisted on a fair trial.

“Here. Go in. ”

A place where two guards stand at the door with spears. A Lord's Office. It's not a great battle, but it's a place where the Earl sits at the front with a long table and chairs on either side. It was a structure in which sinners sat in the center of the center with a table wall on three sides.

“Can we wait? ”

I knew and asked.

“Yes."

When I put myself on the wooden chair in the middle, the chair squeaks and groans.

Earl Ludwig is not a man of many talents. It could be seen from Whelken's position.

If I thought of the servant, I had no reason to harvest the wheelchair. Killing him is the best way, but he picks up the Whelken and puts him on his side. I could see the Whelken and read the thoughts that underpin the Earl's actions.

He will not abandon the talented. Originally, the escort's responsibility in the current situation was to be executed or deported.

But you will not be executed. Banish, reap, and use as a shadow. Given the circumstances so far, Earl Ludwig is the best choice.

A trial judged by nobles is like a fixed race. The battle is fixed and only the results remain.

Queek, you hear someone's voice with the door open.

“Come now and regret it. ”

Ludwig, the servant, was the mastermind behind this. I'm glad you're not wearing a mesh. If you were wearing that again, you'd want to punch me in the face.

“It didn't fit. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“I don't think it's mesh. Wear armor instead. ”

A servant would never suggest such a garment. A workplace where you get clothes for yourself.

Caddeuk.

This skill surpasses the craftsmanship level of a mechanic who bites his molars tightly.

“You can't even chew good meat with a bad molar. Take care of your teeth. ”

Unemployed.

A servant with blood smeared on his forehead trembles. You son of a bitch, you're only mad at me for a few words.

Perhaps this son of a bitch is too small a vessel to inherit the Earl's lands and his authority. It's a nasty hobby.

“Come, let's see if it's that premature in the face of death. ”

From the behind-the-scenes to the Earl Ludwig's estate, some nobles and knight captains. I hardly knew him. The High Guard's only son, Sand Cyan.

The last one is Earl Van Ludwig. The leader of Ludwig's territory, the hero on his side, all stood up to pay his respects as he stepped in. “Have a seat.”

My white hair and wrinkles looked older than before.

“Then let's get started. ”

Glug. With a chair pushing, the servant rises from his seat.

“It is the matter of Squire Chris, who failed to fulfill my duties as Prince's Escort. ”

The Noble Tribunal begins by explaining the situation. At the end of the explanation as to why I went out to meet the three princes as an escort and how this happened, Vizier said.

“So I'll ask. Lord Stein.”

Stein is the name of the Knight Captain Ludwig. I sat there staring at that scene.

“What kind of punishment do you punish an undertaker for failing to fulfill my duties? This means that the honor of the royal family and the lives of the royal family are threatened. ”

“Any member of my Knights will be banished or executed. ”

Stein Douglas, half Earl Van Ludwig's right arm. His words weighed. The servant heard the words and lightly slapped the table.

“It's virtually impossible to infiltrate the Triangle without sound. But the effluent disappeared without a trace. ”

That's because you've been smuggling and withholding information.

“This is impossible without a facilitator. ”

So that's who you are.

The servant looks around the throne and speaks. No one would argue with him if he had already kissed him. Even Earl van Ludwig bends his chin and watches the situation.

“I think Squire Chris conspired with the pleural effluent to do this. So I think we should sentence him to death. ”

Yo, look at this motherfucker. You're blaming me for what I did.

It was frustrating. I wanted to say something, but I don't actually have the right to speak here. Apart from my accomplishments, I am merely the identity of a civilian and an apprentice knight.

“He used to hang out with wallpapers in the city. ”

I worked hard to get the herbs. Thanks to this, neither the Refined Water nor the Medicine Storage caused any problems.

“As an apprentice knight, I've often been in and out of the city while staying in the barracks. Moreover, he recently stayed in the home of a man who was unclear. ”

It's the story of Tequila. Don't touch him.

“He's not a pleura. ”

Earl Ludwig throws a word. The servant looks back at his father and nods.

“I understand.”

Earl Van Ludwig's word is the law. And tequila is a man of his talents.

“Is there a reason why Squire Chris would do this? ”

The nobleman asked, neither name nor face matter. It was all in an orderly order. This is a victory race. If their breeds are riding on excellent horses, I'm tied to the starting line and I'm on a horse that can't even start.

I couldn't solve this on my own.

“The reputation of saving three princes. By the way, I heard yesterday that the prince's escort knight, Sir Nelson, suggested we leave with him on the royal road. I don't think we can just let that sinner go. ”

The servant tried to resolve the situation by framing me for his sins.

The commoner knight who pledged himself to the Pledge of Pleasure to the Three Princes, that was me.

Teacher Treasure Hunter used to say that. Without authority, I cannot possess the treasure I have found. If you do not have the strength, you will be able to find the treasure and take it away.

“So, if you find something good, don't tell anyone, don't show it to them. ”

If you have no background, no power, keep everything a secret and then hide it. Only then can I possess the treasure.

In my past life, I have found a treasure that will ring the continent. And I hid it my whole life.

But do we still have to? The opponent presses me with the authority of the nobleman, and I need the authority to do so. I anticipated the situation, taking the prince with me. I spilled blood for him, cooked, and spoke to him, and at the end I planted a psychological device for him.

The prince told me he would never see me again.

Boom!

Someone has roughly opened the door to the Oval Office. The door was about to fall off. This was Lord Nelson Foster, a neatly combed knight. He looks around and opens his mouth.

“Lord Edric Sercado Gabsch, the Third Prince of Cercado. ”

Through the open door, the prince entered after eating well and resting well in one day.

The moment I saw his eyes, I wondered if he was the same boy I was with. A prince who scoffed with one eye and one tail of his mouth. Maybe that's what a prince looks like, a jackass, a prince of three.

“Let me be a part of the trial. ”

He said, "I saw Earl Ludwig's face. His eyes were slightly trembling. If I didn't look carefully, I wouldn't know.

I looked into the other nobles. Everyone was shocked, and his mouth was tingling like a crucian carp. I had no idea why that wretch had gotten in here.

“Honor the prince. ”

Lord Nelson's words agitate everyone and open their mouths.

“Noble and wise.... ”

“I can see how devoted I am.... ”

“It's an honor to meet Prince 3... ”

That's some bullshit you're talking about.

“That's some bullshit you're talking about. ”

Wow, I'm creeped out. The prince and I are at peace now. The prince's face is covered with a rotten smile. That smile is clearly rotten. It was the only expression I could express.

“Why? Because I'm involved? ”

Wow, Prince Fucker, you're not so tough. I glared at Earl Ludwig. His eyes tremble. It was obvious to anyone.

“Greetings. Earl Ludwig, I almost went to see the king who died to see you. Have you nothing to say?" ”

“I dare to search for the horde that has plagued the prince's prison. ”

Authority falls before a greater authority. The Earl's authority did not dare raise his head before the royal family's authority.

“Come on, let's talk again. Kill who? ”

The prince smiled and said. The silence settles. The Earl steps aside and the prince takes his place. Lord Nelson guards his back with his sword. The Royal Escort Knight could always possess a weapon.

“It's an honor to meet the prince. ”

Meanwhile, the servant breaks the silence and opens his mouth. He pretended to be Tae-yeon. However, as a skilled actor, I saw a great deal of embarrassment in my eyes. The prince's eyes turn to his servant. Smooth, crescent-shaped eyes open. It was a clean and fresh smile contrary to what I have shown so far.

“Oh, right. You.”

When the prince saw him, he opened his mouth and looked at me.

“Choose your words well. ”

“Yes?”

“You don't look so good yourself. ”

No reason, no excuse. The Three Princes are bastards, and they live on their own terms. A bastard who spreads anything if he likes it, but stands on the other side of him and makes him regret it deeply. And that son of a bitch is in my back now.