A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

305 – The End of Incompetence (5)

An airship rises high from the ground.

Fly through the empire’s dawn sky from the canyon and head to the end of the empire.

“Do you know where this is?”

Inside the reception room inside the airship.

The Habsburg Emperor unfolded a map in front of me and pointed to the end of the Thersian Empire.

“It’s the destination.”

“Do you know what the name of the city is?”

“I don’t think it’s particularly important.”

“…”

The Habsburg emperor twitched the corner of his mouth as if he was a bit disappointed, but all my attention was now focused on the gray sarcophagus lying next to us.

“Years ago, there was a rebellion in the empire. It was a rebellion that occurred right before I ascended to the throne.”

“If it were back then… “

“Isabella.”

Crown Princess.

The emperor grinned and revealed his sharp fangs.

“Descendants of vampires who were deeply rooted in this land called Thersian, who are like the vassals of the empire.”

“…”

“Princess Isabella is dead. She, her collaborators, and those who tried to rebel with her are all dead.”

On the surface, they are the crown prince’s maternal relatives and their rebel forces his.

But behind it all, he was a part of the empire’s powerful, vampire group that was with the empire from its beginning.

It seems that the emperor had already eliminated all the vampires in the empire when he was the crown prince, before he became emperor.

“And the place we will go is where all the traitors were executed.”

There is no name on the map.

However, it is too disappointing to just leave it as land.

In the first place, the home of vampires – the place where the powerful figures of the empire were located – means that it is a land of great geographical value.

The fact that all the rulers there disappeared-

“Is it rebuilt or redeveloped?”

“No. Not yet. But still.”

The emperor lightly drew a circle on the map.

“There is no one alive here anymore.”

“A living person.”

“That’s right.”

A lot of meaning can be conveyed even through subtle nuances.

“All that exists are magic machines, the alchemists who operate them, and slaves who work day and night for the well-being of the empire.”

“Day and night, slaves.”

Is the Habsburg emperor asking this question knowingly, or is he wondering if I know?

“You made the surviving vampires into slaves. So that they can no longer interfere with the history of the empire.”

The place we are going is the bag factory.

It is a magic engineering research institute, and the only people there are the administrators of the empire.

“Exactly. I’ll give you 120 points.”

“What is the vague score of 120?”

“Out of 100 points, getting the correct answer is a 20-point bonus. The reason you didn’t get the remaining extra points is because you’re not concentrating on me right now.”

Boom.

“Will I be able to concentrate if I do this?”

The Habsburg Emperor lifted one leg and stepped on the sarcophagus with his foot.

“It is an insult to the deceased.”

“It’s bittersweet when the person who created the deceased says something like that. And with this, I try to do more than I thought.”

I lightly shrugged my shoulders and relaxed as I pulled the cane extended towards the coffin.

“Thank you.”

To be honest, I was feeling a little mentally exhausted.

My father was much more exhausted than me, so I sent him back to the Marquis Castle with Naria, but that didn’t mean I was in perfect condition and would take over the cleanup.

Just because I am confident that only I can completely finish St. Geo Nostrum.

Since it seems like other people would be tempted by gold, I was constantly paying attention to suppressing the presence of gold that might pop out of the coffin at any moment.

“Please wait a moment. Until we arrive.”

“You can keep asking.”

“…”

If it were the emperor, maybe I could just turn off my mind for a moment.

Based on the mana flowing toward the coffin, you can relax a little and monitor activities such as things inside the coffin being resurrected or regenerated by some other miracle.

‘Even the emperor would hate something like a surprise revival show at Saint Geo, so he won’t let down his guard.’

It may not be as much as me, but if I had to count on one hand who distrusts and is wary of Saint Geo Nostrum after me, the Emperor would be in the top three.

“…Is the place we are going to be the largest bag production factory in the empire?”

After my mind cleared for a moment, I looked at the map again and asked.

“That’s correct. From now on, you can take the points however you want.”

“Do the people there have citizenship?”

“To put it in the easiest way for the people of Nostrum to understand, there are no people here. There are only slaves.”

There are no citizens, only slaves.

There are no people, only vampires.

“You are talking about prisoners, traitors, or those who stand in the way of the development of the empire. Did you make a judicial transaction through labor reform?”

“I learned it through you. Hehe.”

The Habsburg emperor lightly grabs his neck with one hand.

“Only the vampires that could be properly controlled were captured and made to work for the empire forever. Internally, several levels of hierarchy were created, and when the highest rank was reached, they were released as ‘free people.'”

“And when you die, are you turning it into silver?”

“They were the ones who had to be killed anyway, and the ones who should have disappeared anyway. It allowed those people to keep their lives alive for a few more years, but of course they should keep their mouths shut and work. Rest assured , those who were going to be killed were thoroughly killed.”

Probably people like Viscount Balzac, Marquis de Jeros, or St. Geo Nostrum.

Those who should have died have all died, and those who survived in the silver factory over there are probably practitioners who worked under those people or people who survived because they could not die on their own.

“In particular, the thing I am most grateful to you for is the ‘slaves who work day and night.’ If it weren’t for the idea you gave me, I would have killed all of those people with excellent labor values. And turned them into nothing more than drugs.”＜ Br＞

“I didn’t say anything.”

This is not something I specifically suggested.

There was no suggestion in this direction to the emperor before his return

“Original ideas start from small things.”

“From what idea did this terrible and efficient method come about?”

“The suggestion that you recruit the blood of Nostrum’s outstanding hero as a graduate student and run it day and night.”

Ah.

“That was something I said to Director Bathory as a joke. Was information being leaked as expected?”

“In the early days of Orosol Academy, even such trivial conversations were overlooked, but not anymore. It seems that Director Bathory is also infatuated with you.”

“…”

I never would have thought that the saying that a physically superior hero should be used as a graduate student and researcher would manifest itself in this way when it comes to the Empire.

Transformation of humans into vampires.

Enslavement of prisoners.

And silver coins on the corpse.

Many of the empire’s industrial products are produced day and night by factory vampire slaves who, if not properly worked, turn into silver and are shipped out.

Even if the kingdom sets up a factory from now on to compete with imperial industrial products, will it be able to keep up with the production speed?

“You took Bathory Erzsebet from me, but thanks to you, I have gained tens of thousands of vampire slaves who can work day and night.”

“I never specifically stole Director Bathory, but… “

“She already betrayed.”

The emperor said with a stern look.

“When choosing between the Empire and Gibraltar, not being able to choose the Empire on the spot is itself a betrayal of the Empire.”

“Would Director Bathory do that?”

“Do you have any objection to the situation in which the Empire and Gibraltar are at odds?”

“Is that so? Since your Majesty has assumed that, I can only speak of Major General Bathory’s choice.”

Director Bathory simply enjoys conducting research in the new environment of Gibraltar.

“I’m not defending her, but she’s just doing her research her in Nostrum to the fullest that she can’t do in her her her her empire her her her.”

“Research… Where she truly excels is in espionage.”

“The areas where an individual demonstrates his or her greatest ability and the areas that the individual most prefers may be different. I hope that Director Bathory will focus more on technological innovation for peace on the continent, rather than on espionage or information warfare. It’s the wind.”

“It’s technological innovation.”

It’s not just something the emperor wants to hear.

“Then would you like to show it as part of the technological innovation? If you show your method to the people working at the silver factory, it will have a greater effect than ever before.”

“The effect will be enormous.”

For a ruler driven by fear and oppression, this method would be able to instill more terrible and overwhelming fear in the ruled than any other method.

“But that’s not what I came here for. It’s just that I wanted to borrow some materials, so I decided to show you how. Except for a human named Saint Geo Nostrum, no one would even think of asking like this.”

It’s just a way to put an end to someone who was playing with time.

* * *

In a moment.

I arrived at the ruins of an old castle close to a cliff, at the end of a factory site filled with the sound of gear wheels spinning non-stop even in the dark.

“This isn’t a factory? Is this an example?”

“That’s correct. It was the castle where Crown Princess Isabella fell.”

“…”

The collapsed ruins of an old castle that must have boasted a very long history.

It was night, so I couldn’t see the surroundings very well, but the spicy smell of silver and the thick smell of earth were unfamiliar to me, yet very familiar.

“The land has been sown so much that it cannot be used again. Do you have any intention of using it again?”

“The traces of a traitor have meaning in leaving traces of destruction like this intact.”

“I understand. The extent to which the Empire becomes cruel towards traitors remains intact.”

A place where silver is made and what is left over is disposed of, or what used to be humans is burned.

To put it nicely, it can be called a crematorium, but to put it more bluntly, it is no different from a corpse incinerator.

“That’s it. Everything I need is here, so I’ll just use it.”

“Here, everything is ready.”

The emperor waved his hand back excitedly, and soon several shadows wearing identical uniforms brought carts.

“Now are you planning to make a tomb with this?”

“It’s a tomb.”

I stirred the limestone, other sand, gravel, and silver powder with a shovel until they were well mixed, then poured water into the powder.

“I will make a tombstone.”

“Monument?”

“Yes. Fill the inside of the coffin with this, and apply this on the outside of the coffin to make it stand taller. Also, write some text on it.”

“What phrase? Leave at least an inscription?”

“Hmm… “

I opened the coffin lid.

“Well, I don’t know.”

Fortunately, there was still no movement inside.

The eyes were directed at me, so it seemed like they were trying to see what I was doing, but in that case, it was actually an illusion.

“If you don’t want people to know that there is a severed human head inside the gray brick made of hardened limestone and silver, you should leave a message that no one with intelligence and common sense would ever touch.”

A phrase on a tombstone that no one would think to check inside.

“Don’t touch it. If you touch it, you will become an incompetent king.”

Saint Geo Nostrum, rests here.

“It’s a joke.”

Half of it.