A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

181 – My Nostrum, Your Nostrum (1)

This place is a memory made of silver.

Sometimes, in order to talk directly to the person I was before returning to, I would summon the person in my dreams through Baek Eun.

“I didn’t know you’d want to see it in person.”

The emperor in my dream appeared.

Unlike the young Habsburg emperors I usually see, the emperor, who seemed to be forced to stay young through magic, served tea in front of me wearing a light outfit of a shirt and trousers rather than an imperial uniform.

“How should I speak to you? Like the emperor in my real memories? Or as if I were talking to you while recognizing that you are in a dream?”

“Please send it electronically.”

“To do that, I think we need to start with respect. I always treated traitor Gray with respect, except for one moment.”

“…How does the Emperor evaluate the current Nostrum?”

I sat in front of the emperor.

“Several months and a year have already passed since the incident at Gyeongryongjang.”

“Congratulations on turning 18. How many days from now will the first semester start?”

“The Nostrum was divided in half, no, in three.”

“Yes. You were the one who split it. You may or may not have referred to ‘my strategy’.”

When the emperor stretched out his hand, a wide cheesecake appeared in front of him.

“St. Geo’s defenders. Naria Gios supporters. And the imperial faction.”

Candles began to be placed on the cake.

Instead of a wick, a human-shaped doll was tied to the end of the candle.

“I thought that in order to occupy the kingdom, there had to be internal strife in the kingdom. If you want to win a war, wouldn’t it be easier to deal with Nostrums that have fought and bitten each other rather than intact Nostrums ?”

Like those who are tied to a pillar and killed right before they are shot at the execution site.

“It would be best if the Royal Family of Nostrum and the Count of Gibraltar caused strife. Before the world turned upside down, something happened that made it right, and the Red Wolf hid its claws until the end, but immediately revealed them on the day I was crowned emperor.”＜ Br＞

Grumbling.

The candle in the camp of St. Geo burns.

A doll that looks like a blond-haired, red-eyed man in uniform catches fire and melts in an instant, and the top of the cake, glimmering with flames, shakes as if it were being burned at the stake.

“What’s the point in continuing to talk about the past? We should just keep talking about the present.”

Sarak.

When the emperor waved his hand, the flame on the candle disappeared and the candle erupted again.

“The loyal soldiers you speak of… People like Zeros Barcel are, in a word, ‘bitten people’. They should be thrown away, but they all can’t get over them for one reason or another.”

The top of the cheesecake was colored black and white.

It is monotone and covered with chocolate film in a chessboard-like shape.

“Illegality. Corruption. Crime. Corruption. Luxury and pleasure enjoyed by clinging to the side of an incompetent king. That seems to fly away.”

Under the melting candlelight of St.

“That could be said to be the ‘privilege’ of nobility.”

Some are looking at Naria’s territory, but the majority have not yet lifted their heads from their candles.

“There will be a great purge.”

The Naria doll tied on top of the candle is holding a musket and pointing downwards.

“There is nothing easier to strengthen royal authority than purging the power of previous kings, and if it is purging those who committed crimes, it is even more justified.”

He selects those who try to cross over to his territory, and mercilessly fires his musket at some dolls, piercing them between the eyes.

“No matter how much you think about it, you don’t think Naria Geo Nostrum will leave you alone? Then what is the answer?”

Underneath the plate of cheesecake that no one can see.

“Shouldn’t we realize early on that this is a sinking ship and escape somewhere?”

The whipped cream inside the cake is melting.

As the entire plate becomes hot, whipped cream naturally flows out, and the whipped cream that begins to melt from the bottom causes the plate itself, with Saint Geo on it, to tilt and collapse –

“But that is only possible for those who can see from above; it is invisible to the ants with their heads down here.”

Whether it collapses or not, those buried in candle wax do not care.

Either they don’t know, or they think it won’t collapse, or they suck it all up until it’s about to collapse and then move to another place.

“But, don’t you think I’ll go here?”

The emperor pointed to the third zone.

“No matter how different it is now from before the world went cold, it doesn’t change the fact that the Earl of Gibraltar is a den of crazy people.”

“…”

“Isn’t that so? They caused such a fuss against the king in the royal capital…”

The emperor dipped into the cheesecake with his fork.

“The Count returned to the kingdom, and his eldest son and second son did not leave the Academy, but instead settled down.”

“…”

“I don’t know why you’re acting so boldly just because of the distance from the palace. But what if an assassin comes out? Huh?”

“The assassin-“

“Not you, but your younger brother Noir.”

The emperor took a bite of the cheesecake and chuckled.

“If it were your younger sister, I don’t think you would continue to care about Noir, like sleeping in the same building or something.”

“It’s true that if you don’t have a master-level escort, it’s dangerous.”

I also took a big bite of the cheesecake.

“Nostrum has been divided, and now it is the Kingdom, not the Empire, that is trying to kill Gibraltar. Whether you are on the side of Naria as a traitor or the Empire as a traitor, you are not on Saint Geo’s side. “

Saint Geo Nostrum has become the enemy.

They have already been enemies for a long time, but the fact that they openly declared it is definitely a different story.

“It was fine until the end of the semester. I moved my dorm room to the lower level of the foundation’s director’s office, and although it was inconvenient, I stayed in the same building. I brought in the ‘Nines’ who hunted vampires over there, including Sir Robert, as staff, and appointed them as Noir’s guards.”

“He’s not at the master level, is he? Let’s say Sir Robert is an exception. So far… About 4 times?”

“It’s number 5.”

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Noir Assassination attempt against Gibraltar.

“There were rumors that they were trying to secretly assassinate him at night because they couldn’t get direct reports to the academy, but that’s not to say it didn’t happen at all.”

Clearly, it existed.

“It was okay until the second semester of the first year. As long as you didn’t leave the classroom, there was no way someone at the level of a high-level knight would come in with a sword.”

Orosol Academy, although not perfect, had sufficient safety measures in place against the threat of assassination.

“After the incident, the entry of outsiders was strictly controlled. I could only go down to Gibraltar during vacation. But…”

“The first semester of the second year when the dragoon riding class begins.”

“Besides that, there will be a lot of field experience learning outside of Orosol Academy. Are you fully prepared for that?”

“Perfectly.”

I plan to protect Noir as a person, not as a place.

“You don’t have to worry about Nostrum. Nostrum has now split into three, but the discourse taking place among people now is more healthy and fierce than ever, and it is a ‘verification process’ for Nostrum’s development.”

“The traitorous Quislings must be happy. They just sat there quietly, and suddenly it looks like Gibraltar will be on their side.”

“To be precise, we are just at the stage where such a ‘possibility’ has opened up, but we are not sure yet.”

“The Margrave pointed his sword at the king?”

“From common sense, do you think that means going over to the Empire’s side?”

“It may not seem like common sense, but it’s not exactly wrong.”

According to common sense, my father’s position straddles the line between traitor and traitor.

“Noir is attached as a knight of Naria, and Gray is attached for connection with the imperial family. This is quite a political move.”

“It is a move that completely rejects Saint Geo Nostrum.”

“What can he do then?”

“Nothing.”

There is nothing St. Geo can do because his father is confrontational.

“My father exposed it. Although not directly, it at least clearly revealed that the incompetent king had done something against his mother.”

“…”

“Those words would never have come out of my father’s mouth without my mother’s permission.”

Just as my father changed, my mother also changed.

“My mother was willing to protect me and Noir through herself. Even if malicious rumors were spread around the world.”

“Maybe that rumor is true?”

“The authenticity of it is not important.”

It became unimportant.

“If nothing else, it is clear that those who dislike St. Geo Nostrum are gradually starting to gather in Gibraltar.”

Compared to the current situation, what led to the current situation?

“From now on, it is time to run thinking only about the present and the future, not the past. And as a first step toward that, I will take out this card.”

“Are you crazy?”

As soon as the emperor saw the card I took out, he was astonished.

“Even the real Habsburg emperor would be horrified.”

“It was really hard to take it out, but luckily they gave me permission.”

My card.

“It was very fortunate that freshmen, freshmen, were coming in at the right time. If it wasn’t for that, it would have been close to impossible for these freshmen to come in.”

* * *

February 28, 1998, Imperial Calendar, Entrance to the Student Affairs Office.

“Over there… “

“Hello?”

Dean of Students, Viscount Hex Romana, felt a shiver run down her spine when she saw the ‘girl’ who appeared in the academy’s freshman uniform.

“Why are you doing that?”

“…You are quite a beauty.”

What are you saying to the students?

“Oh my, why are you being so respectful? You can just talk to me! Oh hoho.”

“…”

As she looked back and forth between her application form and her new student ID card placed next to it, Viscount Hex checked her partner’s age again.

“So… “

“My name is Epheria! I’m…17 years old!”