Chapter 314: 314 33rd Statement: "The Secret Covenants Bite"

After Largd-Anne had left the room for a while, she opened her mouth just in time.

In the room, Philos-Treit was sitting in a chair, shaking his leg, looking uncomfortable.

As I said, I need your help. I have business in the Kingdom of Garleist.

Hearing my words, Philos-Treit looked up and narrowed the whites of his eyes tightly. Then, before you can see much hesitation, she opens her mouth wide.

I'm sorry, but I don't want to. I can't hear those words. I think you've mistaken me for a servant or something, Lugis Vriligant.

Philos-Treit's lips quirked up in a way that seemed to knock my request down to the ground.

It's a clear indication of rejection. Of course, he had anticipated some such reaction, but he hadn't expected it to come back so strongly.

He wrapped a bandage around his arm and asked why. Philos replied as if it were obvious.

I told you. I'm not your servant, and I'm not your ally. Right now, I'm more like a temporary ally or prisoner.

Well, an obedient prisoner would have nodded his head in agreement with the guard. If he were an obedient prisoner, he would have nodded his head in agreement.

I am grateful to you for your salvation, and I will help you rule if it is for the good of the people of Philos. But I cannot and will not play along with your agenda.

In a room where they were the only two voices, Philos assured them without hesitation. There is no other way to do this.

What was behind her words was clear. In other words, she is worried about the safety of the city of Philos.

Regardless of the actual situation, it is an undeniable fact that Philos-Treit was the ruler of the city of Philos.

If that person becomes an ally of the heraldic religion, and if he sympathizes with its intentions and shows hostility toward the Garlist Kingdom, it would be akin to jumping into destruction himself.

If we turn against the Garleist Kingdom, a giant dragon, we know what its future will be. The city of Philos has survived to this day because it has not defied the powerful.

If you show any hostile intentions, whether they are true or false, the Garleist Kingdom will definitely take away the autonomy of the city of Philos. Sometimes even with force.

To be honest, even a temporary alliance with the heraldry is dangerous enough. I don't know how much she'll listen to me, even if it's a personal one.

For Philos, making an alliance was the last line of acceptance, and she could not go any further.

As I listened to Philos' words, my bandaging fingers unconsciously stopped. There was even a hint of admiration in my heart.

She, Philos-Treit, is the one who was betrayed.

Even though there was an instigator named Roseau, it is an undeniable fact that the citizens of the city of Philos sold her out and beat her with a stick.

Then you should have at least a shred of hatred or resentment in your heart. You should have a muddy desire to plunge the citizens into the abyss.

Even a so-called saint would have his eyes glaze over in the same situation.

No, she probably has such emotions as a matter of course. It's just that she's bound to them by her own foolish autonomy.

My hat's off to her. I applaud you. I'd rather you didn't do that right now.

Hold the words in your mouth once and say. Add embellishments to make it as acceptable to her as possible.

"-I'm not asking you to bite the Garlist Kingdom. I just want you to write a few greetings, that's all.

Philos raised both eyebrows questioningly at my words. I guess he can't read my intentions.

On the other hand, I put a smile on my cheeks and continued to speak. There was a sticky muck on the inside.

Oh, I hate it. I really hate it. Something was grabbing me around the pit of my stomach. I couldn't help but feel that way.

"I'd like to know how the Garristian nobles are spending their time, and I'd like to find out.

The city of Philos is without exaggeration the city that is currently attracting the most attention in the Garleist Kingdom.

Under the occupation of the heraldic religion, are the citizens friendly or rebellious to its rule? Which side does Philos-Treit, the ruler of the city, intend to take, the Great Saints or the heraldry?

As if to find out these things, even in the age of deadly snow, there must be many agents who have entered this city.

If a letter, albeit a greeting, comes in from Philos, a party to this, he will react in some way. I would like to probe with that response.

The thing to watch is the speed of the reaction.

If a hexenbiest group, a sign of a catastrophe, has entered the Garleist, the reaction will be delayed as they are busy dealing with it. If not, the reaction will be swift. Emphasize that's what you want to know, and tell Philos.

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What? If you just say hello quietly, they won't think you're hostile or anything.

As I said this, Philos put his finger on his chin and made a hard expression. He seems to be thinking a lot and his steps are taking a step back.

I swallowed the bitterness rising in my chest and narrowed my eyes. I lowered my words slightly and whispered.

I'm not sure what to say. Then let's call it a deal. In the future, if the heraldry comes to the conclusion that the city of Philos will be harmed, I will do everything possible to accommodate you.

I don't know how much my words are worth," he added, pulling out a chewed tobacco from his pocket and sucking on it.

To be honest, I don't think it's right for me to say such a thing out loud, but cases are cases. You'll have to forgive me.

Philos's eyes widen for a moment at the words, and his lips move.

If you're going to be on my side when I'm at odds with heraldry, then I'll help you, Lugis-Vliriganth.

For a moment, I locked gazes with Philos. It was as if both of them had stopped breathing. The flavor of the chewing tobacco was strangely thick in my nostrils.

Always, huh? I said, chewing on the inside of my skull.

All right, I'll help you as much as I can without betraying you. So we are now betrothed to each other.

With a chewing tobacco in his lips, he took Philos' hand. I thought that his hand was much smaller than the impression I got.

He sat down on a chair and inked a piece of parchment. Philos corrected them into a noble language and composed the sentence.

There was nothing bland in the letter, and I could not see any intention other than greeting. I don't even know if it's meant to be a letter.

Philos occasionally asked him if this was really all he wanted to write, but he replied that it was fine. Yes, it doesn't matter what it says.

And it doesn't matter what the response time is, as I just told her. All that was needed was the fact that she had sent the letter.

At the end, when she was about to drop her signature on the parchment, she opened her mouth with a pretense of remembering. As much as possible, he was careful not to let her know that he had intended to do so all along.

"There, in the name of Philos-Treit, will be a letter of governance. I suppose--

His brow furrowed reflexively. I bite the edge of my lip, unaware.

Shame. Yes, shame. Now I'm trying to trick her and use her for my own ends. I'm offering her a fraudulent deal to get her to step out on her own beyond the point of no return.

It's the height of viciousness. Apparently, the Daishonin are very good at seeing through people's true nature.

I have no defense against the fact that my body and soul will be torn into eight pieces later. Rather, I will accept it.

Open your lips.

"You have your real name. Will you sign your name to it?

The letter was sent to a group of noblemen who had once discovered the existence of a concubine princess and tried to seize control of the Garlist Kingdom. People full of ambition.

Philos-Treit does not know his own bloodline, but they do know the name of the concubine princess.

They receive a letter from Philos, who has abandoned his name, under his own name.

It is enough to make us imagine some kind of background. At the very least, it should be enough to stimulate and arouse the ambitions of those who are not in the king's favor.

Now, if only things would work out.

There are a lot of things to hope for, but if it results in the political arena becoming nothing more than a place of simmering and shouting, so be it.

This will surely disrupt the movement of the military. The cooperation between the national army and the private armies of the nobles, which is essential in order to fight against the sea of magical beasts, will vanish into thin air.

If that's the case, even the Garlist Kingdom can't prevent themselves from getting hurt in any way.

Well, that's just wishful thinking. Not everything is going to work out. We should do everything else we can. At any rate, we need to delay any response to the Garliest Kingdom's hexenbiests.

--After all, the great nation of Garleist will not easily coordinate with other nations just because a pack of hexenbiests is approaching.

At least, they didn't before. When they lost half of their bodies, they finally realized that the situation was beyond their small control.

After all, a man cannot defend himself unless he is torn to the bone and cornered.

Then, it is a good conscience to give them a chance to do so. Even if it means bleeding profusely.

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