A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

232 – How to Dispose of Waste (1)

The Marquis de Barcel was executed as a traitor, and all the Golden Dawn knights under him were also exterminated.

The winner is Gibraltar, and the one who planted the Gibraltar flag atop the Marquess Castle is Gray Gibraltar.

They commit a terrorist attack against Gray Gibraltar by throwing tomatoes at the Marquis Castle and protesting by screaming?

They are crazy people.

Aside from the fact that they are the family of the deceased Golden Dawn Knights, they are fearless to say the least.

If you think about them, ‘Are they crazy?’, You can say that you are close to the mentality of an imperialist.

Especially those who, rather than sympathizing with the bereaved families and slandering and insulting Gibraltar, think that the bereaved families are saying strange things and should be put away immediately.

“Shall I kill you, master?”

“Hang in there, Sir Robert.”

Sir Robert was very angry, and I had no choice but to restrain him from swinging his sword carelessly.

Because I thought that Robert could really swing the sword.

“You seem very angry.”

“Aren’t they all begging you to take responsibility for their own lives?”

With a red face, Robert stretched out his hand to the other side of the window and wiped the tomatoes off the window with a rolling pin.

It is a job for servants, but the current situation in the Barcelona Governor-General is that there are no servants to do this work.

“That’s right. Since the head of the family has died, there is no way to make a living, so they are doing this.”

It is necessary to prevent controversy, but allowing them to make such a fuss is partly due to the lack of manpower to deal with them.

And it’s not people like me or Robert who have to disperse or subdue people like that.

“Master. Shall I come out?”

“No. If that were the case, wouldn’t you have stuck to the Lord and asked him to take us away?”

“Ugh…”

It is the social power class, and from their perspective, it is a new host to cling to after the Golden Dawn disappears.

“Each person has their own role. If you or I were to step out in front of those women, we would immediately have to take responsibility for the widows hanging around by their pants, right? There are no separate vampires. Or, to put it harshly, I should say parasites.”

He may be a bit harsh, but fortunately there is no one else in this room other than Sir Robert.

“There may be wives and children who truly believe and follow their husbands…”

“That husband has a job as a Knight of the Golden Dawn, so shouldn’t he be thankful he survived? Damn it.”

“That’s right.”

You should be thankful that you survived.

“Three generations of traitors had their heads cut off, but the only thing that survived was that Gibraltar showed mercy and killed the Marquis de Barcel.”

Of course, from our perspective, we should think that way.

“You saved my life, so take responsibility for it. They are great people.”

They are different.

“You should be thankful for saving your life, but people like that don’t know anything like that. Rather, they are the ones who stretch their necks out and lie down. They don’t know how to feel shame and don’t know how to do anything for themselves.”

“I think killing him would be the quickest way…”

“Even if I killed him, hey.”

I know.

“How difficult would it be to kill people, get rid of the bodies, clean up empty houses, and deal with the deaths?”

It doesn’t end with just killing someone.

There are many factors to pay particular attention to, especially if you are the person executing the death penalty.

“Don’t you know this well because you also had a hard time getting rid of the bodies in this castle?”

“That’s true, but wouldn’t it be resolved well if we received support from Morgania? I don’t think the Archduke would find it particularly strange that we would provide support in this area.”

“We will mediate and settle things. That’s good. But we won’t take action ourselves.”

I held a teacup full of somnus tea.

“It is Queen Nostrum’s job to take care of the people of Nostrum.”

“…There was a reason why the co-king of Naria came.”

“Yes. It’s not just about signing a pact with me, it’s about coming to clean up the remnants of the Golden Dawn.”

The people of Nostrum have no such concept.

“If you don’t want to live in Barcelona anymore, the only way is to make you go somewhere else.”

Relocation of residence.

“Barcelona is the land of Gibraltar. Right now, Gibraltar has a small number of knights to maintain security. Sooner or later, when the number of people increases, they will leave, even if it is out of fear.”

It may seem easy right now because it looks like it’s okay to touch something, but it will leave soon.

“If you don’t want to leave, you really have no choice but to ‘deal with it.'”

* * *

At that time, the area where tents were concentrated near the Marquis Castle.

“Oh, princess…”

The women are kneeling and bowing their heads.

The children clinging to the side lie down on the floor together, watching their mother or adults.

“Not a princess, but a queen.”

I, Ria Zionostrum, sat down on her chair, with her legs spread, fiddling with her spear in her arms, and spoke in a cold voice.

“I blocked you from going to your father through negotiations with Gray Gibraltar. Are you trying to ruin the negotiations like this?”

“Well, that is…”

“Shut up.”

The woman who was about to open her mouth lowered her head when she heard Naria’s words her her her her her.

“Daughter of Viscount Gersi Olivenza. Wife of Jarfianne Olivenza, a member of the Knights of the Golden Dawn, right?”

“Yes, yes…!”

“It is said that the man she brought in as her son-in-law was accused of being a traitor and died, but she should also know that if she tries to get involved, Viscount Oliventha could be killed along with her in -laws her her her her.”

“Well, that’s…!”

The woman identified as Jersi raised her head in contemplation.

“It’s unfair, Queen!!”

“It must be unfair. I just quietly helped her at home. My husband was just loyal to the royal family as a knight. Unfortunately, because he worked under a rare traitor named Zeros Barcel, he could not disobey his orders and was killed along with the traitor. It must be unfair.”

“Yes, it’s unfair… “

Lady Zersi’s heart sank when she saw Queen Naria’s expression looking at her gravely.

“But just because it’s unfair, doesn’t it mean we should say something else than crying about the dead?”

“Well, that is…”

“You seem to be mistaken, but it’s not that I didn’t want to kill you so I didn’t kill you.”

Naria tilted her head slightly to the side, leaning her head against the pole she had draped over her shoulder.

“It’s a waste of tax money being wasted on removing the bodies of traitors, and it’s also a waste of tax revenue being reduced by your deaths.”

“That’s…!”

“It’s not like the bereaved family’s pension is being paid out. Because the knights who were with the traitor are dead.”

“Huh…!”

Some bereaved women bite her lower lip and lower her head.

Because the Knights of the Golden Dawn, including the Marquis de Barcel, were all accused of being traitors who defied the king, there are no pensions or compensation for the bereaved families of soldiers and knights who devoted themselves to the country.

“If there was such a thing, the right answer might have been to kill them all. Isn’t it a waste of taxes to pay for those who despise the royal family for their own gain and corruption? Considering the local lords and residents who faithfully pay their taxes.”

No one could raise their head towards me or Lia.

Each person’s facial expression as she lowered her head would be different, but Naria just crossed her legs without thinking about it at all.

“Still, out of consideration for your children, it is too bad for their future to continue to live in the land where their families died, so let us give them an opportunity.”

Just.

“Viscount Balzac Lembourg Gunther.”

“…Yes.”

Naria snapped her fingers, and soon a haggard-looking old man stepped forward.

His clothes were old and frayed, but Viscount Balzac was so haggard that it would be no exaggeration to say he was a living corpse. He looked as if he had been tortured for a long time.

In fact, as if he was having trouble with his legs her, he staggered on his right leg her and stood in front of Naria and lowered his head her.

“Viscount Balzac was in charge of Lembley Camp, the place where the Knights of the Golden Dawn attempted to assassinate Gray Gibraltar. Is that right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Did you know about the assassination in advance?”

“Oh, no. “I had no idea.”

“That’s right. But just because I didn’t know doesn’t mean I’m relieved of responsibility. It’s also about what happened inside Camp Lembury.”

Naria slowly got up from her seat.

“That responsibility. Instead, let’s take responsibility for them.”

“Uh, Your Highness.”

“To build a new building on the site of the Lembori camp. To create a place for the bereaved families of the Golden Dawn to live, so that they can leave Barcelona and live.”

“…”

It’s so obvious that there’s no need for the person involved to mention it.

“What is the answer?”

“I will follow the king’s orders.”

King’s order.

If you refuse, there is only death.

“Do you have any complaints? If so, go and complain to someone who can listen to your complaints, not here.”

Naria pointed her index finger to the sky.

“Saint Geo Nostrum, to your Majesty the King.”

* * *

By order of Queen Naria Geo Nostrum, the entire bereaved family was transported to the Viscounty of Lemburg Gunther.

Actual exile.

It is a natural procedure.

Even though he did n’t know at any moment if he just stayed still, a sword would come to his throat, he touched the most untouchable governor of Barcelona, so it was a proper action for Queen Naria, who was creating a peaceful atmosphere for him and her.

Thanks to this, Barcelona Castle welcomed silence for a while.

Although it was quite late, the only thing that could be heard in the room was Astasia sound asleep.

“…”

Barcelona is quite large.

The driving force that made the Marquis of Barcel shine with brilliant gold as the Knights of the Golden Dawn since ancient times lies in this large land called the Marquis of Barcel.

Golden Dawn.

It is also a color that symbolizes the Gold Dragon, the guardian dragon of Nostrum, but at the same time, there are two types of gold in the Marquis of Barcel.

One is wheat.

The wheat grown on the wide plains is responsible for a huge amount of production as one of the three major plains of Nostrum, and the quality is so excellent that most of the wheat harvested is supplied to the royal capital.

And another one is a literal gold mine.

There is a mountain range in Barcelona.

There is a fairly large vein beneath that mountain range, and there is a huge amount of gold buried there.

Some people joke that the gold came from a gold dragon that died and turned its bones into gold to give to Nostrum’s descendants, but there is an amount of gold lying dormant that will not dry up even if mined for at least the next dozen years.

It’s not for nothing that the Knights of the Golden Dawn draped their armor in gold.

Since there were that many, they were coated in gold.

Infrastructure and resources are plentiful.

However, the manpower capable of developing those resources is currently lacking.

‘To be exact, they are all people belonging to the Marquis de Barcel.’

Those who plowed the fields and mined gold all worked under the Marquis de Barcel.

Such people would follow Gray Gibraltar, the governor of Barcelona, just because the Marquis of Barcelona suddenly died-

50:50.

Half of them are just people who are embarrassed because their lord has changed, but their daily lives have not changed, so they live as they are.

The other half are the kingdom’s cancers, including Zeros Barcell, who follow the same path as the Golden Dawn.

The former is of the position that it doesn’t matter whether it’s Gibraltar or anything else as long as you can live a normal life, but the latter is not like that.

Literally, nostalgic people who live without laws.

If there were a law, they would be caught for committing violence, injury, theft, and all kinds of other crimes.

Burning a cigarette in a rice field, stealing a sack of wheat, secretly stealing mined gold, or taking gold panners and secretly making gold coins at a blacksmith shop.

All kinds of Nostrum-style corruption are rampant here in Barcelona, and the cancer of Nostrum that has committed such crimes and corruption is deeply rooted.

To remove such a cancerous lump, a lot of manpower is needed-

“…?”

Astasia, who was sleeping soundly, wakes up.

At the same time, I lightly grabbed the walking stick that was placed next to the bed.

Sabak, Sabak.

Someone is climbing up the wall of the castle.

Directly towards the room where we are sleeping.

“Hello.”

“…”

The person who appeared as he opened the terrace was a blue being wearing a suspiciously blue mask.

“My name is Master Kvers. I am the blue bird that will solve your problems and grant your wishes.”

“…”

It is a harmful bird.

“Do we need slaves to work at the Government General? There are about 300 of them right now.”

Helpful.