I Killed the Academy Player

Miram Elisabeth L. Ras (5)

“Is this document strange?”

Deputy Minister of Public Administration Baroch tilted his head after looking at a payment document.

“Who is in charge of passing this?”

It was almost by chance that Baroch discovered it at a time when the Mine Suppression Army was in full swing and formed.

“Reconsider this again. What kind of person passed this document in this situation? Huh? Do you want to die?”

She was an aristocratic member and a devout Catholic. That’s why I broke into a joint with ‘Count Manyoshka’ who let each other pass from time to time. And that Count Manyoshka…

“It… didn’t pass.”

“ha······.”

I hurriedly reported this news to Lenya and Josephine who were waiting for passage in the royal capital.

“This is getting into real trouble.”

“Choi, I did my best! So please don’t reveal my hobbies!”

While the count’s hobby of cross-dressing was in danger of being exposed, Josephine visited Corinne, who was dealing with the kingdom’s army.

“Who’s the problem?”

She brought Marie Dunareff with her.

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It was Vice Minister Baroch of the Administrative Office who rejected the document passed by Count Manyoshka.

“We are a true noble faction.”

“He is a devout Catholic.”

It’s only been an hour since Marie Dunareff arrived in the royal capital. Experts from various fields gathered at Sergeant Dunareff of the Royal Capital Branch.

There is only one goal.

In order for Marie’s desired documents to be passed.

“Is persuasion difficult?”

In response to Marie’s question, Torov, head of the Dunareff distribution royal capital branch, shook his head.

“It is possible, but the key is how many steps you will allow.”

“How many steps?”

“This is the level of pressure. We are bribing servants who commute to Baroch’s mansion and digging into secrets to put pressure on them. This is a method used in the past to withdraw the agricultural and marine products regulation bill, and it worked well──”

“That’s too extreme! And we don’t have time! We have to do it by tomorrow!”

“Hmm… time is running out.”

“Then wouldn’t it be quicker to go to the minister? He seems to understand what he says well.”

“Minister Yosen is currently inspecting the eastern part of the country. Currently, there are only two vice ministers with the highest level of power in the administrative office.”

The task force began to gather information again on the spot.

Minister, Vice Minister, Secretary, reconsideration application and time consuming route can be taken as quickly as possible.

Lenya, an information guild executive, also contributed to this.

“Oh, come to think of it, Vice Minister Baroch is allergic to potatoes.”

“Huh…!”

“hmm!”

“Not this···!”

The Dunareff family lamented that they were the ones who did not receive the blessings of the earth. There are people so unfortunate in this world.

That evening, while eating out after work, Baroch ate bread mixed with potato starch and developed an acute allergy.

No one knows that the restaurant is operated by Dunareff, and that the free same-day meal ticket was given to Baroch ‘by chance’.

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Vice Minister of Administration Gorgol went to work at the administration building only after lunch time.

It was normally an off-duty day, but Baroch, another deputy minister, went to the hospital due to acute allergies.

“Huh, really. Be careful of people.”

Thanks to this, I go to work on my days off.

-smart!

-Vice Minister. Count Manyoshka came to visit.

Count Manyoshka. He was a nobleman who had been transferred to the royal capital from the west, and because he held the title of earl, he was immediately promoted to a mid-level official in the administrative office.

It is questionable why a nobleman as high as a count entered the administrative office. This is because usually bureaucratic aristocrats do not necessarily become bureaucrats unless they take an elite course aimed at becoming a government official.

“Ask them to come in.”

But this one also comes from a noble family. Deputy Minister Gorgol straightened his clothes and allowed him to enter.

“Deputy Minister Gorgol, this is Manager Manyoshka.”

“Hmm~ What’s going on, Count?”

“Please, please call me comfortably.”

Count Manyoshka was a handsome man who looked very gentle. Her body lines are so graceful that from a distance, you might mistake her for a woman.

“Sir, I actually came to apply for this document. It’s urgent, so I asked the Vice Minister to stamp it right away…”

“No, there are procedures for everything… Let’s read them.”

Deputy Minister Gorgol gradually stiffened as he read Count Manyoshka’s document. After reading until the end, he threw the pile of documents at the Count and screamed.

“What the hell are you doing!”

“Ugh…! I, I am a count…”

“What does it matter whether you are an earl or not? I don’t know where this agenda will be connected! The royal family has decided to form a punitive force, so what do you think will happen if this document passes!”

-Vice Minister? A guest has arrived.

“Who else…! Please wait──”

-This is Lady Marie of the Dunaref duchy.

“What?! Dunareff?!”

That southern Dunareff? Gorgol jumped up.

“You’re out! No! Put your papers away! Quick! I’ll help you too!”

After the strange situation of picking up one by one the documents that the Vice Minister of Administration had thrown away, he hurriedly told his secretary.

“Tell them to come in!”

Marie Dunareff comes in immediately after hearing those words. Deputy Administrative Minister Gorgol swallowed his saliva and bowed.

“Lady Dunareff, it is an honor to meet you. This is Count Gorgol Lucard.”

“Ah… Hello, Count Gorgol. Is Count Manyoshka there too?”

“Ah, do you know someone?”

“Yes, I have some connections.”

sh*t. If I had anything to do with Dunarev, I shouldn’t have thrown the documents.

“I hope the Duke is safe and well. I have to meet him sometime and say hello…”

“Oh, it’s okay. Dad is very busy too.”

It was a standard answer, but Gorgol saw it differently.

There is no way that someone as high as the Duke of Mard would have time to meet someone like that.

There was no way that the emperor of that empire would allow the Iron-Blooded Duke to have an audience with a mere administrative vice minister.

One day, the administrative office asked Duke Dunareff for help in passing a new grain law.

The Chief Executive was able to pass the bill only after assessing the situation in the South for three months.

“Huh, but… how did you come to visit this shabby place?”

“Oh, it’s nothing special. My family runs a small farm.”

Small farm? Two million hectares?

The combined agricultural land under the Dunareff family is 5.7 million hectares. It is a place that goes beyond the kingdom and is the lifeline of the continent.

To be a small farm while running the largest farm on the continent… is too humble.

“My father has been very worried lately. Is it depopulated these days? There are many cases of young people moving to cities.”

“hehehe, I see.”

This is the first time.

Isn’t the South overflowing with people? Isn’t that a place where babies just pop out of that fertile farmland when you just sprinkle potatoes on them?

“That’s why it’s not easy to find people to work these days… Wow, this is it!”

Mechanical speaking style, as if reading a Korean language book. What Marie caught was a document that Count Manyoshka had brought.

“Wow! This is a very important document!”

“Huh? It’s been less than 3 seconds since you just saw it…”

“This will solve Dad’s worries too!”

“Yes? It can’t be…”

“Gorgol ‘Deputy Minister for Administration’.”

Marie’s golden vision pierced through him.

“Can you take care of this right away?”

At this point, Gorgol realized what she wanted.

She was telling me to pass this paper. Right Now.

“B-but…”

That can’t be possible. This is political suicide. It could have had a negative impact on the punitive force that the royal family stepped in and manipulated.

Putting a candle to the royal family’s actions? About 10 years later, this will have a huge negative impact on Gorgol, who will become Minister of Public Administration and aims to become Minister of the Royal Family.

“Vice Minister. Do you know the Minister of Justice, Wolf Schacht?”

“Well, of course. Aren’t you the eldest member of the royal bureaucracy? Ah…!”

As an elite bureaucrat, Gorgol was quick to notice.

Viscount Schacht. Dunareff’s collateral.

Wolf Schacht, the head of the family, is in charge of the justice and security departments of southern cities and is a heavyweight in central politics. That’s not all.

Minister Tocqueville, Director Lamartine, Director Darlan… Many of the great figures in politics are from the South.

Although most Southerners do not move to other countries, they also needed a voice to represent their interests, and the voices mentioned are the voices of the South.

“There will be a small party at my house next month to serve as a harvest festival.”

Marie handed me a ring. It was a golden ring with a potato flower engraved on it.

“Very. It’s a party where only very close ‘friends from the South’ are invited. If you bring this, my dad will treat you as a ‘friend’.”

“Oh oh······.”

This is an admission ticket. Free pass admission to the Royal Club for the truly upper class.

Dunarev is on a different level from himself and Manyoshka, who only have titles.

Dunarev is a true nobleman.

Unlike the royal aristocrats, whose power was weakened and who had to become officials rather than fiefdoms and serve the royal family, they were the ones who owned real fiefdoms and private armies.

Those southern conservatives. They supported the kingdom’s primary industry and still monopolized the power of the land, and they were cartelized so that even the royal family could not easily touch them.

Dunarev is such a family.

The untouchables of a kingdom with real history, tradition, power, and money.

Now, you have a ticket to enter Dunareff.

If only ‘this document’ is passed.

“Um, is this really all I have to deal with?”

“Yes, then the Vice Minister becomes the ‘Voice of the South.’ Next year, you should become Minister, right? By the time you retire, a nameplate for the president of our affiliate will be enough.”

The ministerial position that was likely to be pursued only 10 years from now, next year? And even military honors after retirement?

This was the string and the back.

Elite course? That ultimately boils down to it. But it gets entangled like roots. Directly with the next duke, Marie.

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There is so much information pouring in that it is confusing. I was worried because all the things that were too good for me were too many.

What if I get sick after eating this? Dunareff did not wait for such natural concerns.

“Hmm, you haven’t thought about it. Ah, then I’ll have to take this to see Deputy Minister Baroch.”

Deputy Minister Baroch. A contender for the next ministerial position. Gorgol became anxious when he heard that he was going to find his competitor.

“Now, wait a minute… I’m going to stamp it now!”

“Yeah~? Shouldn’t you read the document?”

“Ugh, it’s something that can save Duke Mard’s trouble, so what kind of review is necessary? I’ll stamp it right now!”

-Trash!

Pass.

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“That’s right, Count Gorgol.”

“Yes, Lady Marie.”

Marie was hesitant to speak with a reddish face, wiggling her fingers somewhere.

“Well… this is a very… personal business.”

“Yes, yes. Say anything.”

Gorgol, who has now officially become the voice of the South, is ready to lick Marie’s shoes.

“Can you pass that marriage report even if I submit it without my spouse’s consent?”

“yes?”

A question that is too trivial to involve the Vice Minister of Administrative Affairs. Before Gorgol could express a question, Marie blinked and stepped away.

“No, I’m just kidding! Forget it! Oh, me too.”

I don’t think it was a joke…

* * * *

When the contract made with the wizards expired, Miriam immediately marched his army.

I thought about trying to make a fuss with the sun… but it had the opposite effect as it went out without even developing. It is largely due to the fact that the mana has been depleted due to the confrontation with Breath.

In the end, the best thing was to mobilize the wizards to destroy the canyon and buy time.

“Chunsik, how long do you think you can last?”

“If we unleash a large amount of magic… we can last a few more days.”

“Let’s go in a direction that doesn’t kill people, you bastard.”

When I hit the top of his head, the old ghoul mage held his head and responded in pain.

“Ugh… If I do my best to focus on debuff magic, it will last for a few hours…”

“Well, there are a lot of wizards over there too.”

More than anything, the articles are the problem. A punitive force mobilizing hundreds of knights would rush into the rocky terrain even if a small road were opened in the gorge.

“Are you not holding a sit-in protest?”

At that time, I heard a voice from behind me. It was Kush, the werewolf.

“If you protest, people will die.”

“······This is war.”

“Yes, war is all about overcoming things too easily. But not yet.”

“······.”

Kush looked at me blankly. This is a guy who often leads a group during break time after a duel.

He still looks like he doesn’t understand.

“Why do you do this?”

“Didn’t I tell you that from the beginning?”

-The best thing is for less people to die.

“······is it.”

“Hey, no time to get sentimental. Tell your men and the vampires to destroy the canyon. If you do your best, you’ll get a few more hours.”

“If we destroy all of these canyons… we will lose the magic to go to war.”

“You’re saying we’re not going to war? And I’m your leader now? I’m Finneva? Listen to me.”

“······I understand. I’ll trust you.”

Indeed, it seems like there was a change of heart, as I saw him struggling to keep the army at bay with a duel for several days.

Kush and the other prisoners followed my instructions as the leader of the foreigners without any complaints, and we were able to gain a few extra hours.

However, it is not as fast as tens of thousands of kingdom troops can quickly clear the canyon. Eventually, the speed catches up and the sound of a pickaxe is heard right in front of us.

“Student Corrin!”

“Corin…!”

The space opened and Josephine and Marie came.

“That’s it…! I passed the documents here!”

“Wow!”

At this moment, Marie looked like the goddess of luck who had come down from heaven. I was so happy that I kissed her on both cheeks.

“Corrin?!”

“That was really fast! You did a great job!”

“Uh, um…! That’s right! I used some strength!”

“I wonder what I would have done if it weren’t for my senior! I really, truly, am my goddess of luck.”

“Really? It’s okay if I give you a little more reward.”

“You can tell me whatever you want later. For now, let’s settle this first.”

-Patter!

Crumbling rocks. A road is opened in the canyon, and soldiers can be seen beyond. I stood in front of them holding the documents I received from Marie.

“Move that!”

The army really stopped at my sudden shout. Since I was shown something, I felt awe and fear.

“Okay, everyone, check this out!”

“Corin… Locke?”

I see Miriam beyond, staring at me. I waved the document that had just completed administrative procedures as if to show off.

“This is an official document from the administrative office to incorporate ‘2,895 people from the Five Danashis’ as citizens of the kingdom…!”

-Kingdom citizens?

-What are you talking about?

-The demons have become citizens of the kingdom?

The document I was trying to get Count Manyoshka to pass. It was the resident registration application form for all Danash residents.

Yes, as long as this application has been passed, all 2,895 demons of Dana Shi have become official citizens of the kingdom.

What does this mean?

“Citizens of the Kingdom have the right to judgment, orders, and judgment in accordance with due process according to the law!”

They are now citizens of the kingdom. If you are a citizen of the kingdom, the moment you commit a crime, you have the opportunity to go to trial and defend yourself.

“You… no way!”

There is a suspect here. There are victims. Counsel? Tell him to defend himself.

The important thing is the judge and the prosecutor. But who am I?

“Born! First-class magistrate certified by the royal family! Corin Locke…! The trial for the attempted assassination of the second princess Miriam Elisabeth El Ras begins now!!”

A judge and prosecutor with emergency trial rights in a ‘foreign area’ where the court’s influence is not exerted.

That’s me.

Did you properly turn the table over?