I Became the Vassal the The Tyrannical Is Obsessed With

243 – Episode 243 Let’s Bring Father in

Episode 243: Let’s bring father in

Lucia hung from the ceiling of the duke’s banquet hall and waited for the aristocratic gathering to end.

As the meeting broke up and members began to flow out, she walked down the wall and quietly passed through the door.

‘It’s definitely sudden.’

I knew in advance that Duke Montersen was plotting a treason. However, it was unexpected that he chose such a barbaric method of threatening members and recruiting private soldiers.

Lucia rushed to the imperial palace to quickly tell Cecilia the news. It wasn’t long before she arrived at Cecilia’s room.

At that time, Cecilia finished her lunch break and was about to head to her office.

Lucia quickly took off her cloak of invisibility and raised her bow to her.

“Lucia…”

Cecilia let out her low voice. A serious expression appeared on her face.

The fact that Lucia, who was supposed to be watching over me, Duke of Montercene, came to visit me meant that something strange had happened to her.

She walked closer to Lucia, who was kneeling on one of her knees.

“By any chance, did Duke Montersen summon the members of the noble faction?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“What did you talk about there?”

Lucia reported in detail not only the conversation in the banquet hall, but also the situation in which Theorod and the guards oppressed anyone who spoke out against her.

“Uncharacteristic of a duke, he moves quite hastily.”

Cecilia crossed her arms and closed her eyes tightly. At the same time, she thought back to what Lucia had reported.

‘While the elders unconditionally followed Montersen’s will, the younger members reluctantly followed… There is definitely a possibility that there will be problems with organization.’

However, if Montersen controlled them through fear, that might not have been a big problem.

The important thing was that, as expected, they decided to launch an offensive from the other side.

‘I’ve already decided on that.’

There were two things to prepare here.

One is to prepare for invasion. This was recently resolved to some extent by receiving military support from Duke Kylos.

The only thing left is to reliably counterattack and crush the opponent.

This required the power of all the imperial nobles.

‘I am indebted to Duke Kylos in many ways.’

Cecilia let out her soft sigh. But the past year has taught her the hard way that her pride will not get her anywhere in times of need.

“Lucia. From now on, let’s figure out the troops gathered at Duke Montersen’s residence. Establish a communication line in advance so that they can immediately report to me the timing of their invasion.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“And there will definitely come a time when you need to be active, so prepare in advance.”

“!”

As soon as the second instruction was given, Lucia looked up at Cecilia with her eyes wide open.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Are you, by any chance, assassinating key figures?”

“Hmm? Ah.”

Cecilia shook her head slowly, saying no.

“The most important thing in this fight is cause. If we move first, it would be like handing over legitimacy to them.”

“That means…”

“If you cause trouble over there, I plan to send you into battle.”

“I understand your Majesty’s meaning.”

Lucia lowered her head again. Cecilia instructed Luna to convey the message to her crew, and then she issued an order to congratulate them.

Lucia disappeared from her sight in an instant.

“Whoa…”

Cecilia let out a long sigh and went to her bed and sat down.

It was something she had already prepared herself for, but when she thought that it was right in front of her, she was suddenly filled with fear. It was clear that the other side would desperately try to destroy it. Whoever loses this fight will pay with their life.

‘No. ‘You can’t be afraid before you even start.’

This is because, just as that side is mobilizing as much as possible, this side is also planning to be mobilizing as much as possible.

“I must…” …”

Cecilia, with a grave tone, lowered her gaze. She slowly cupped her hands that were placed on her legs.

“We will defeat Montersen and the forces that lead him.”

Steeling her resolve, she lifted her head. There was a sharp blue glow in the red eyes of hers, reminiscent of blood.

Standing up from her bed, she walked over to her desk. She then wrote and sent a letter to Duke Kyleros informing him of her current situation.

* * *

After breaking up the aristocratic gathering, Montersen took his son his Theorod into his office his his his. Theorod sat on the sofa in the office while wearing his armor

“Theorod.”

“Yes, father.”

Theorod straightened his shoulders as he answered. Montersen stared at his son’s face with serious eyes.

Did I do something wrong today?

Thinking about that, Theorod became very nervous.

He attended a gathering of the noble faction today, wearing armor and a greatsword, following his father’s instructions. He had only one role.

It was to oppress those who opposed Montersen’s will.

‘I think I did a pretty good job…’

Immediately after he thought that, Montersen spoke.

“You did very well today.”

“Father…”

Only then did Theorod feel his tension dissipating. He was worried that he might be nagged again.

“And it looks like there aren’t as many people against it as I thought.”

“Yes. That’s how I saw it too. I think it was something that everyone wanted deep down.”

“Yes. That is to carry on the will of the Duke of Hundrey.”

Theorod nodded his head in agreement with Monte Lessen’s words his. Watching this, Montersen recalled a day in the past when he had a conversation alone with the Duke of Hundrey.

At that time, it was a month before the Duke of Hundrey rebelled.

-Montersen. Do you know why I want to destroy the imperial family?

-Isn’t it because they are trying to oppress our aristocratic faction?

-You’re half right and half wrong.

Montersen felt puzzled by Duke Hundrey’s answer. After telling Hundrey not to tell anyone, he revealed the truth.

-I have maintained the title of duke for a long time, but my thirst has never been satisfied. I’ve been thinking about the cause for a long time, and it wasn’t until last year that I realized the reason.

-What is that, Duke Hundrey?

-It’s because we haven’t reached the peak of the empire. I really want to achieve that much before I die.

In addition, Hundrey even promised that he would guarantee good positions to the aristocratic elders. Although it was never observed.

Anyway, there was only one truth.

In reality, the Duke of Hundrey did not start a rebellion to achieve a noble cause.

And Montersen himself had no noble intentions in treason. His only goal was to advance himself and his family.

‘It is literally like inheriting the will of the Duke of Hundrey.’

Montersen thought about that and laughed inwardly.

“Theorod. Soon, private soldiers will gather at our duke’s residence.”

No sooner had he finished his remarks than a nervous look appeared on Theorod’s face again.

“You become their commander-in-chief.”

“Me?”

Theorod asked, pointing at himself with his index finger. Monte Lessen clicked his tongue at his son, who seemed unreliable. Theorod quickly lowered his index finger.

“Then are you going to leave it to someone else than yourself?”

“Oh, no. It’s not like that…”

“Don’t worry about command. “I will plan my strategy and hand it over to you.”

“Father. If unexpected variables arise…”

“Why does the guy keep crying!”

When Monte Lessen’s command of disapproval fell, Theorod kept his mouth shut.

“Don’t talk nonsense and just do what I tell you!”

“Yes, father.”

Theorod answered in a timid voice, and only then did Montersen calm down.

‘That guy’s petty nature will never be corrected…’

He rested his forehead and sighed. Then he motioned for me to go in and get some rest.

“Hey, father. “Can I ask you one question?”

“What?”

“If this revolution succeeds… “Can you take the Empress?”

He looked at my son with dumbfounded eyes. Theorod’s expression was infinitely serious.

Montersen, who could no longer tolerate his son’s stupidity, stood up and punched Theorod in the head.

“Evil!”

“Hey! “You’re saying this without knowing what happens to the royal family who loses the war!”

“…”

There were two fates for the royal family who lost the war.

Either be executed or sold into slavery.

If Montersen succeeded in the revolution, Cecilia’s fate was naturally one of two things. Also, her secretaries, maids, and their families who followed her.

“I was just asking… “Just in case.” …”

“Don’t think nonsense, you idiot, and think about commanding your soldiers properly!”

“Yes yes. Father…”

Theorod bowed to him and hurriedly left the office. Montersen looked at the tightly closed door and sighed.

I wanted to scold Theorod so that he would come to his senses, but he could not be distracted by personal matters right now.

‘We need to bring in more power.’

He closed his eyes tightly and lost himself in the swamp of his thoughts. Before long, his thoughts focused on one person.

The name is Calcia.

He was a warlock who helped them meet Russell.

* * *

There wasn’t a lot of paperwork today, so I was able to spend the afternoon work comfortably. At 5 p.M., A letter addressed to Cecilia from someone arrived.

“Who sent it, Your Majesty?”

“This is Duke Kylos.”

Cecilia, who answered my question, opened the letter. She quickly scanned the letter and then showed a relieved expression.

Have you requested additional troops from Duke Kylos?

The moment I felt her doubt her, Cecilia looked at me and her maids in turn and opened her mouth.

“To tell you the contents of the letter, I requested that the private armies of the imperial nobles be gathered at the duke’s residence as much as possible, and the duke readily accepted.”

“!”

Not only I, but Flora and Mulia also showed shocked expressions.

Requesting support for private soldiers from members of the imperial faction…

“Your majesty. No way… Did Duke Montersen mobilize private soldiers from the aristocratic faction?”

“Exactly, Luke.”

She said in a calm tone. But despite her tone, her face showed concern. Flora and Mulia also looked at each other with worried eyes.

“But thanks to Duke Kylos’ cooperation, I don’t think there’s any need to be anxious. “The number of noble soldiers and our soldiers is similar.”

In fact, they are trying to reassure us.

Flora and Mulia seemed to have felt it too, raising their hands and making a request.

“Your majesty. I’ll tell my father. Then we will be able to get help from other families.”

Flora’s voice conveyed the sincerity that she wanted to help in some way.

“I will also tell my father.”

Mulia’s eyes contained the same sincerity as Flora’s. And like her maids, I also wanted to be of some help.

The problem is that our Nedville territory is so small that we don’t have any private soldiers…

But my worries did not last long.

“Your majesty. “I will ask my father to come directly.”

“Are you talking directly to Baron Harald Nedville?”

“You may be older than you used to be, but you will still be able to use it with all your might.”

“It’s worth using, so why not show a little more respect?”

Heh heh, I accepted it with a smile. Meanwhile, the maids reacted in surprise upon hearing my father’s name.

“Are you sure this is the Herald Baron Nedville I know?”

“Oh my god…”

I nodded toward them.

“That’s right. “He is a man with fearsome strength who once roamed the continent of Arsenia and eliminated numerous bandits and pirates.”

“It’s safe to say that it was actually a heroic act.”

The maids expressed sympathy with Cecilia’s evaluation of her. After hearing it clearly, it seems to be true.

“Anyway, if the Baron joins us, it will be like having an extremely reliable ally.”

“I will send you a letter right away today.”

“Please, Luke.”

I answered that I would do so in a clear tone.

Surviving was the priority now rather than escaping the empire.