A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

189 – I Decided to Do What I Wanted (1)

There are five people, but only one is the final winner.

Winner, Balzac Lembourg Gunther.

Many people will be puzzled by this decision, but the problem is that they will direct those confused gazes towards me.

‘It must be embarrassing.’

The academy staff executes the budget and makes decisions.

Academy staff are also the ones who audit it and analyze the results on their own.

But why are you looking at me?

This is because the Kingdom is not the only one contributing budget in relation to this field experience learning.

“Her her her her her Royal Highness her her Princess Naria Geo Nostrum.”

When I got up and called Naria, everyone’s eyes focused on me.

“This field experience learning project is an educational project in which a huge amount of budget is being invested not only in the kingdom but also in the empire.”

“I know.”

Budget: 100 billion.

All of this is not only accomplished with Nostrum’s taxes and academy operating funds.

“I heard that the Empress of the Empire, Erwyn Ipheria Thersian, has provided a large amount of funds through her company. She is also planning to select scholarship students through field experience learning, and the authority for the selection belongs to the Chairman of the Board of Gray Gibraltar. I know that too.”

“Then, how about making a selection in a more rational way?”

The eyes of four people are fixed on me.

The facial expressions are different, but even the person who disliked me seemed to welcome me, as if seeing someone who had subtly extended a helping hand.

“I think there are many problems with deciding in that way.”

“Then I can choose whoever I want?”

“…It’s not about people, it’s about deciding on a place.”

“Whether it is a Viscounty or a County, it is enough as long as the students learn and practice well. I believe that no matter who prepares, they will do their job and do their best.”

Naria openly confronts me and turns her head towards Viscount Lembourg Gunther.

“Isn’t that so, Viscount Gunther of Lembourg?”

“…If you leave it to Soshin, I will prepare so that no noise comes out.”

I know I’m not that kind of person, but it sent a chill down my spine for a moment.

“This is an honor bestowed upon me by the majestic Nostrum. I will do my best without being ashamed.”

Ah.

I got a feeling.

It seems like the idea is to prepare people who can cut their tails to avoid harm to themselves, even if they fail or have to take responsibility during the preparation process.

“That’s right, Chairman Gray Gibraltar. Is there any reason why it shouldn’t be the Viscounty of Lembourg Gunther?”

“…”

Objectively, there is none.

“Is it possible that Chairman Gray Gibraltar is reluctant to take on Viscount Balzac rather than Viscount Gunther of Lembourg due to personal issues?”

“…”

Don’t answer.

An ambiguous attitude that neither confirms nor denies.

If I had led the Quislings as a traitor, Gray, I would have definitely declared ‘that’s not the case’ here-

‘Unfortunately, Astasia seems to be reluctant to accept you.’

Regardless of her relationship with her father and mother, I do not really like Astacia, so I have no intention of defending the author.

‘In the first place, that human is a bat, a bat.’

Originally he was a follower of Saint Geonostrum.

Just like Marquis Zeros Balzac, who was looking at me with an intense look that said, ‘If you don’t give me more strength, I’ll kill you,’ he was a person who supported the incompetent king.

A scum of scum who tried to get ahead by sacrificing his daughter, who was married to an incompetent king.

That person is now trying to sneak his way to Naria’s side his.

However, such a person is secretly trying to extend his other foot towards me, the Empire.

Three legs?

That’s not it.

With both his arms he raised on the ground of St.

I’m saying this as a joke, but he is a typical man of strength and weakness who acts according to power.

A person who is very greedy and wants to be close to power, and crawled all the way to this conference hall to gain that power.

‘I recognize your skills.’

He is a man who succeeded in tearing his mother away from his father.

It was my ability that brought me here, and although I didn’t want to hear it, I just turned it off to one ear, but the number of professors who thought positively about going to Viscounty of Lembourg Gunther has increased.

Then.

‘I guess it’s okay if I just get lost in my thoughts like this.’

I kept quiet for a while because everyone was watching what I thought, but if I’m taking too much time, I guess I’ll open my mouth again.

That’s right.

I waited for others to organize my thoughts on Viscount Balzac.

I’ve already been thinking about why I shouldn’t get close to him, but others are confused about whether I want to be close to Viscount Balzac or not.

‘Because my maternal grandson was not burned by his maternal grandfather.’

Blood.

Blood relationship.

A relationship that transcends generations.

“Chairman Gray.”

“I’m sorry. I was thinking deeply for a moment.”

At Lia’s urging, he immediately apologizes and corrects his posture, sighing loudly on purpose.

“If that is what Naria Geo Nostrum wants, then so be it. However, you cannot interfere with my judgment as the chairman of the foundation. I am the chairman, and Princess Naria is a student.”

“I understand. Selecting scholarship students is the sole authority of the chairman. “I have no intention of going into that.”

“The Viscounty of Lembourg Gunther…Ha.”

I scratch my head and turn my head.

For some reason, I felt like I couldn’t manage my facial expressions well, so I deliberately let out a faint smile and twisted the corners of my mouth.

“I hope it creates an environment where students can live comfortably. Well… For me, it would have been nice if it had been somewhere else.”

It can’t be.

“This is an important matter that Princess Naria decided based on the lyrics of the national anthem, so I will gladly follow it.”

What sounds sarcastic is the perspective of those who don’t know the truth.

‘I decided.’

Finger stamping.

‘The lyrics were decided by Naria.’

I never thought it would be a national anthem.

* * *

After the faculty meeting, a classroom in the lecture building.

“Why did you make it a national anthem?”

I decided to sit down with Naria separately and talk.

“…”

“There is no one around. No listening devices, no people.”

“I’m sorry. I’m not there yet.”

Naria tapped her feet on the floor and took a deep breath.

“Can I just relax for a moment, Lord Grey?”

“Yes. Comfortably… Aren’t you too comfortable?”

“What?”

Nariah lay down on her student desk in her classroom.

She laid down her desk like a bed, as if she didn’t care whether her academy uniform was wrinkled or not, so I took off her suit and covered it with her skirt.

“Damn it. I’ve never done this to Astasia before.”

“Then you don’t have to.”

“If you don’t do this, Astasia will yell at you later.”

“If there is any misunderstanding, I will explain it well.”

Naria chuckled and closed her eyes.

“For Astasia.”

“What about other people?”

“Whether you misunderstand or not.”

“Are you by any chance angry?”

“Not to you, Lord Gray, but to the scum that was there.”

Naria continued her sentence sarcastically, tilting her head to the left and right.

“It is obvious that Gamos Sevilla will take on his business in a big way even though he is not capable of doing so, and then, if it does not work out, he will shout ‘Help Gibraltar ‘”

It’s not that I doubt Gamos Seville’s ability, but he lacks the skills and skills to carry out a project of this scale.

“Marquis Zeros Barcel seemed intent on setting up an on-site assassination experience center and secretly disappearing and killing imperial students. It was probably an order from Saint Geo.”

Although there is some degree of conspiracy involved, if Saint Geo is involved, the 0.1% chance turns into 99.9%.

“In addition to being blinded by money, Count Sirene is running around like a fool trying to make a living out of the empire.”

“The sea is pretty.”

“Lord Gray’s goal is to go see the sea with Astasia, and he has no intention of even looking at the sea.”

“…”

County of Seirene.

Um.

There is nothing else than being close to the sea.

“The only one saved is the Marquess of Falwood Roland, but he is not normal either.”

“That’s because you hate Saint Geo, aren’t you a typical loyalist?”

“His own son…” ” .”

Has it become too loose?

Or did I think I knew.

“…”

Naria frowned and stopped speaking, as if she had made a mistake.

“I know. When the Marquess of Hastings brought his son to the funeral of the writer Seville, he saw ‘the real Falwood.'”

“You know.”

“It wasn’t close, but I couldn’t help but be concerned because the person suddenly changed.”

“…Lord Gray.”

Naria opens her eyes and looks at me.

“Which Falwood Roland is ‘marked’ as mine?”

“…”

“It is not common for a person to be selected as a scholarship recipient for the ‘Golden Cup of the Valley’. And they are all black roses and white shadows… Excuse me, they are people who are not focused on by Morgania and the Empire’s intelligence department.”

“On the surface, I received a scholarship simply because my grades were excellent.”

I made a gesture as if I was raising a glass towards Naria.

“It’s my gift.”

“So, which one?”

“Do you want me to spoon-feed that to you?”

“Ah-ang.”

“…Shall we rebel?”

“Now King St. Geo.”

“Ha.”

It was a moment when I felt the urge to commit treason, but I responded by calmly extending my hand and closing Naria’s jaw.

“It will be revealed in a year. Is it the real Falwood that the Marquess of Hastings hid because he was too weak to show it, or is it a fake that he disguised himself as Falwood and sent to the Academy?”

“Tell me.”

“Falwood Roland is of service to you-“

“When we go on field experience learning, I will be in the same group as Astasia. I will do Astasia’s share as well.”

“I am a fake currently attending the academy.”

I am not telling you this because I am cooperating in taking out Astasia separately.

“Well, I guess it’s not that bad. Naria, you’re starting to need a loyal soldier just for you.”

“There’s no need for that.”

“I’m kidding. The loyalist is the Marquess of Hastings, but he’s not that good.”

Although he showed that kind of temperament in the future, now he is just an ordinary student A.

“Now that I think about it, I think I’d fit in well with Lord Gray.”

“…If we were the same students, we might have become friends. The kind of best friends who can be open about their romantic relationships with each other.”

“What about now?”

“Now…Why?”

It is true that we were close.

It is true that he helped me a lot as the leader of the revolutionary army who jumped in to save my life.

“It doesn’t matter because I have Astasia.”

The past is the past, and the present is the present.

“If Falwood Roland were a woman and she was like Astacia, she would have jumped right in.”

“But she is not Astasia.”

“…Then, I will eat it.”

Naria suddenly stood up.

“I think the time has come when I need someone of my own.”

“Try to make a lot this time.”

“Are you going to help me?”

“Yes.”

“In what way?”

“Well, for example… “

I whispered softly to Naria.

“All the food prepared by the Viscounty of Lemburg Gunther was junk or hard-to-eat waste, but as if she had anticipated this, Naria Geo Nostrum prepared food for the students. “What do you think?”

“What if I prepare it neatly?”

“Naria. That doesn’t happen.”

Corruption is something that happens even if you stay still.

“And even if you prepare with all your heart and soul to get Naria’s attention, the result will be the same.”

“…What are you going to do?”

“There are many ways, but why not leave it as a surprise for that time?”

“…Ahh.”

“Okay, so please stop doing that.”

I said, closing Naria’s chin again with my own hands.

“I don’t know. That day, the food warehouse suddenly caught fire.”

“…Oh.”

“A heavy rain suddenly pours from the sky, causing all the food to become wet, moldy and rotten, making it uneatable.”

“…Ohh.”

As expected up to this point.

“They are not ordinary soldiers or prisoners of war. Sawdust is mixed into the bread dough that ordinary students are given to inflate the amount.”

“Grey.”

“Yes?”

“That was a bit harsh.”

“…Right?”

It’s a spoiler, but Naria doesn’t seem to have noticed.

“Could it be that Viscount Balzac Lembourg Gunther would do that? Still, he is your maternal grandfather?”

“…”

“Lord Grey?”

“…”

I don’t know anything else, but I have to tell you this.

“Naria.”

“Yes.”

“It is said that when humans are in extreme situations, they chew arrowroot and tree trunks and boil them to eat.”

“…”