I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake. Chapter 49

I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake.

Chapter 49

Caesar looked at a man who was getting out of the carriage late.

He was also someone Caesar knew.

Viscount Bellum.

A branch descendant of the Arch Duke family and a figure who faces tragedy at the hands of the Royder Order and Gloria.

Caesar offered a handshake to Viscount Bellum first.

“Nice to meet you, Viscount Bellum. I’m Caesar Sylvatil.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Hegel Bellum. Thank you for inviting me.”

“Not at all. I’m grateful that you accepted the invitation.”

Hmm…

It seems Gloria takes after her mother a lot.

Still, just looking at him, there’s a strong aura of goodness.

I wonder if his inner thoughts are the same?

-It’s the first time I’ve seen Gloria act so demurely.

-Does she like this style?

-I heard she was an unpredictable character.

-If he lays a hand on our daughter today… I should bring the double-barrel shotgun I prepared in the carriage.

…He’s just an ordinary doting father.

Right.

At least he’s much better than those who think of their daughter as a pawn.

“By the way, why did you request our Gloria as a lady?”

There are many reasons.

I want to see what the future saint looks like.

Also because the future of the Royder Order depends on what choices she makes.

Whether Gloria will become a saint or not depends on the player’s… No, in this case, Caesar’s intervention.

Of course, I can’t explain it that way, so instead, I brought up the prepared words.

“I heard rumors about Miss Gloria’s outstanding beauty and wanted to see for myself. I thought if I didn’t invite her personally, she would never show herself.”

“Haha. That’s true. Our child is quite pretty. I wish she would dress up like this usually…”

Viscount Bellum glanced at Gloria, who was glaring at him, then chuckled and said.

“Well then, I entrust our daughter to you. Gloria, see you later.”

“Yes, Dad.”

Bellum entered the party venue with a fairly satisfied smile.

Gloria carefully looked at Caesar and opened her mouth.

“I’ve heard that Sir Caesar’s reputation is so great that even my father has heard of it. A knight who excels in both literary and martial arts, was it?”

“There’s a saying that I would have been an even more splendid knight if I hadn’t picked up the axe.”

“Ahaha… So, about that… Perhaps…”

“You’re asking if you could become a knight?”

Gloria flinched at Caesar’s words.

“Pardon?”

“You’re already an aura user, aren’t you?”

“How did you know that?”

“I’m a bit sensitive to aura, and I felt it when I touched your hand. You took care of your palms today, but they were slightly hard. There aren’t many reasons for a noble lady to have calluses on her palms.”

“You can tell just from that?”

No way.

I’m not that world-class.

It’s partly because I read it through psychometry and also because I know Gloria’s future.

“I’m quite extraordinary.”

“Ah… Yes…”

“So, are you thinking of becoming a knight?”

Gloria lowered her eyes and opened her mouth.

“…Yes. That’s right. Actually, I came here today because I wanted to ask Sir Caesar about that. I’m sorry, but I’m not interested in dating or marriage for now. You must be disappointed…”

“It’s alright.”

In fact, that’s what I was aiming for too.

Given Gloria’s personality in the game, she won’t cling to me asking to keep meeting after the party.

“You just need to go along with me for today.”

“Thank you so much for understanding, Sir Caesar.”

“In return, you’ll have to explain it well to your father.”

“Leave that to me!”

Her smiling face is quite cute, unspoiled and fresh.

I wonder if her inner thoughts are the same? Let’s check again.

-As expected of a knight, he’s very gentle and clean-cut.

-If I were to marry, it would be nice to marry a man like this.

-By the way, they said they were in there, right?

-I wonder how they’re doing these days?

They?

Does she know someone who’s in there?

There shouldn’t be any nobles in the party venue yet.

-I kind of want to feel the thrill again.

-Should I ask to play poker together?

-No, if someone who just said they want to become a knight asks to play poker, wouldn’t that look really strange?

Good heavens, the future saint is a gambler.

I’m so dumbfounded I can’t even speak.

But how was this woman able to play poker?

Is there a separate gambling den in Sapientia?

Caesar’s question was resolved in an unexpected direction.

-Still, I want to play comfortably without the clown mask.

-If not now, I might never get the chance to play.

-Should I casually ask about it later?

Caesar looked at Gloria in shock.

“What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?”

“…No, it’s nothing.”

Caesar looked into Gloria’s deep thoughts and could understand her identity.

Gloria is a Clown Family member.

Not just any member, but the boss of the Clown Family.

***

Although shocked by the fact that Gloria was the boss of the Clown Family, Caesar recovered faster than expected.

He was just grateful that he met her this way before planting an axe in her head.

After all, killing the future saint could twist this world in unpredictable ways.

Of course, the future had already changed quite a bit.

Caesar decided to stop his wandering thoughts and focus on greeting the guests.

“Welcome, Committee Member James.”

“Haha. I’m grateful for the invitation. By the way, who might this beautiful lady be…?”

Gloria extended her hand to James and said,

“Nice to meet you. I’m Gloria Bellum.”

James hesitated.

“…So you’re Viscount Bellum’s daughter. It’s truly a pleasure to meet you.”

Caesar used psychometry.

-Is this really that notoriously boisterous young lady?

-I guess she’s becoming more demure with age.

The opinions about Gloria were somewhat ambiguous.

From being called boisterous to being a real firebrand.

There were widespread rumors that her pretty face was marred by her personality.

However, it wasn’t all bad rumors, as young women evaluated Gloria very positively.

“Oh my! It’s nice to see you, Lady Gloria. Do you remember me?”

“Of course, Audrey. How have you been?”

“I’ve been doing very well, thanks to you.”

Caesar used psychometry again.

-She saved me from being harassed by those rascals at a party.

-It felt so satisfying when she stabbed that guy’s thigh with a fork.

“It’s nothing. I hope you enjoy the party.”

“Of course. I’ll see you later at the party.”

Gloria was somewhat of an idol from a woman’s perspective.

Aren’t those kinds of friends quite popular in school?

A boyish style that speaks her mind freely and expresses her emotions openly, despite being a woman.

Gloria fit that image perfectly.

“You seem more popular than me?”

“It seems there are quite a few people who like me.”

Why would such a person become a mafia member?

And why is she an aspiring knight?

It’s impossible to imagine how this woman has been the boss of the Clown Family.

Could Viscount Bellum have made her do it?

No, what doting father would just watch his daughter be in the mafia?

I really can’t imagine it.

As time passed, almost all the expected guests had arrived.

Caesar looked at Gloria and said,

“You’ve worked hard. I’ll lend you a rest room, so why don’t you take a short break?”

“Is the guest reception over now?”

“Yes, that’s right. Ah, and since I have some guests I need to meet privately, please don’t come looking for me and enjoy chatting with the other guests.”

“I see. Thank you for your consideration.”

-Yes! Time to go play poker.

It’s so absurd I can only laugh dryly.

After Gloria left, Caesar spoke to Harrison.

“Is that all the rumors about Gloria I’ve heard? Just that she has a rough personality?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Nothing about the mafia?”

“Mafia? What connection could there be between Lady Gloria and the mafia?”

It seems Harrison doesn’t know either.

That means almost none of the nobles or committee members know that Gloria is the boss of the Clown mafia.

Caesar waved his hand.

“Never mind. Forget I said that and just call in the people who want to see me.”

“Yes, understood. The reception room is ready, so I’ll guide you there.”

I’ll have to think about the Gloria issue slowly.

***

People started to come one by one to the reception room where Caesar was.

One of the reasons he held this party was because it was troublesome to visit everyone individually, so he decided to get it all done today.

The first guest to arrive was Councilman Gregory.

“Have a seat and rest.”

“I will.”

In fact, Gregory and Caesar had been meeting often to discuss the customs law issue, so there wasn’t much left to talk about.

Nevertheless, the reason he came to the reception room first was a simple political action to show people that he and Caesar were closely connected.

“By the way, I had no idea you were dating Miss Gloria?”

“We’re not dating. I just asked her to be my escort because I was worried people might think I’m gay.”

“Using a viscount’s daughter as an escort? Viscount Bellum would be furious if he heard that.”

“Gloria will explain that well herself. Gloria wants to become a knight rather than be someone’s partner.”

“A knight? Is that possible?”

“She’s an aura user.”

Gregory blinked as if hearing this for the first time.

“What? Since when?”

“I don’t know when. She probably realized it unconsciously without training, so she must be a genius.”

“Viscount Bellum must have a headache. He can’t just marry off an aspiring knight as he pleases.”

Gregory blew out cigar smoke and opened his mouth.

“Do you plan to teach her yourself?”

“Me? Nah, that’s not possible.”

“Why not? Among the knights in Homigraphy, you and Joseph are the only ones who can be called geniuses.”

“The knights serving other nobles would feel slighted if they heard that.”

“They must know that all the real knights are in the demon realm.”

“I still won’t do it.”

“Would you reconsider if I asked you?”

Caesar tilted his head curiously.

“Why are you so interested in Miss Gloria’s future?”

“Actually, I have a favor to ask of Viscount Bellum. When I heard you invited her as the party lady, I thought it might be easier to talk to him.”

“Why Viscount Bellum?”

“There’s been a slight hitch in persuading Arch Duke, and I thought with Viscount Bellum’s help, it might be resolved more easily than expected.”

“Come to think of it, I heard Viscount Bellum is involved in all of Arch Duke’s business operations… Is he such an impressive figure that he can greatly influence Arch Duke’s decisions?”

“Didn’t you know that when you invited him?”

“Hmm… I didn’t think it was to that extent.”

Caesar used psychometry.

-His Excellency Arch Duke is reacting sensitively to the magic stone distribution and refining business this time.

-Since Viscount Bellum is involved in all of Arch Duke’s businesses, if we persuade Viscount Bellum, the chances of persuading Arch Duke will increase.

As expected, he thought this customs bill wouldn’t be as easy as anticipated.

From Arch Duke’s perspective, he’d have to give up almost half of a thriving business.

“Hmm… So you need Viscount Bellum’s help…”

“Do you just need me to build a bridge for you to talk with Viscount Bellum?”

“I don’t need a bridge between Viscount Bellum and me. I just need some leverage to persuade Viscount Bellum.”

“This is absurd. So you want me to teach Gloria? Do you think that will work?”

“Still, if you’re involved, his heart might open up a bit. Even better if you marry her.”

Caesar let out a dry laugh.

From the Royder Order’s standpoint, they wouldn’t give up Gloria, their only source of holy water production, so they would do anything to make Gloria a saint.

And you’re telling me to marry Gloria?

Simply committing suicide would be the cleanest way to die.

“I’m not interested.”

“Do you really not have even the slightest feeling for Gloria?”

“That’s right.”

“Maybe the rumor about you being gay isn’t entirely false. Not falling for such a beautiful woman.”

“Why don’t you just curse me instead?”

Gregory chuckled and walked out.

“But I do need your help. Think about it.”

“Alright.”

About 5 minutes after Gregory left, Miles came in.

“You too, just kill some time and go.”

“I’ll do that.”

Miles also put a cigar in his mouth and sighed.

“By the way, it seems all the prominent nobles of Sapientia have gathered. Thanks to that, I’ve been harassed by many.”

“Who would throw a party during a war? Only someone as tactless as me would do that.”

Miles giggled.

“Who would dare say anything to Sir Caesar? You have a good reason, and besides, it’s nearing the end now.”

“I heard rumors that it’s still far from setting off the end-of-war fireworks.”

“Seems you’ve heard roughly. That’s right.”

Caesar used psychometry and opened his mouth.

“The fact that the knights and nobles on the battlefield aren’t uniting suggests there’s a problem with the central figure. Has some issue arisen with the sudden replacement of the allied commander?”

Miles shrugged.

“I’m not sure either.”

-The crown prince is groaning with an endemic disease.

-So we can’t move the magicians, and the nobles won’t follow the orders of the vice commander instead of the crown prince, that’s why it’s in this state now.

As expected, Miles knew the truth.

With the allied commander suddenly falling ill, the allied forces lost their central figure.

Moreover, with the imperial finances hitting rock bottom, how can they make the crown prince step down from the position of allied commander when there’s already so much talk?

This would not just crumple but crush the imperial family’s face.

“I wonder if dragging on like this won’t cause problems for the magic stone mining business as well.”

“There’s a lot of discussion going on because of that issue.”

-We’re trying to negotiate a ceasefire with the demon race now.

-But the biggest problem is that we don’t know who can represent the entire demon race.

-Moreover, the moment it becomes known that we negotiated a ceasefire with the demon race, the Emperor will lose face, so it has to be a secret negotiation, but will the demon race accept that?

-This has become quite a predicament.

Oh… A ceasefire negotiation.

That’s probably the best card, but originally, the Empire and the Orders regarded the demon race as ‘monsters’.

What human would negotiate with lowly monsters?

Of course, those on the frontlines would know that the demon race can think like ‘humans’ just like them, but other nobles and citizens might not understand it at all.

“Well, I’m sure you’ll figure that out.”

“Ah, and there’s some good news for Sir Caesar.”

“What’s that?”

“You know the mercenary business you mentioned? There are quite a few people who view that proposal positively.”

“Oh. Really? I thought they’d definitely say no.”

“Instead, should I say the term ‘mercenary’ doesn’t suit Sir Caesar? So it seems they’re looking for another way.”

“What kind of way?”

“For Sir Caesar to establish your own knightly order.”

What? A knightly order.

Caesar laughed dryly in disbelief.

“Only nobles can establish knightly orders. I’m an illegitimate child, so I can’t inherit the Sylvatil Baron family.”

“Then you can receive a new title.”

This guy isn’t one to make up stories.

“What do you mean?”

“There’s talk from the Redfield Viscount family about conferring a Viscount title on Sir Caesar.”

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