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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 202

Chapter 202

About‌‌ ten days had‍⁠ passed since Fernan‍​ Pellenberg sent Aint​‍⁠ Armian with mercenaries‌‍⁠ to the north.​‌‍

The​ first prince of​‍​ the Kingdom of​ Esrin, Ferant Esrin,‌⁠‌ noticed that something​‍ strange was happening.​​

“Explain‍ yourself in detail!”⁠‌⁠

As⁠‍ soon as he​‌⁠ heard the messenger’s⁠ report, he sounded​‌ the alarm and‍​ gathered all his​⁠ close associates. The​‌‍ nobles who followed‍‌⁠ him gathered at‍​ his villa.

“Yes,‌⁠ your highness. Currently,​‍‌ Viscount Balrotan has⁠ gathered soldiers, and‍ some divisions have‍⁠‌ moved near Mount‍​ Hagal.”

“Mount​‌ Hagal…?”

“Yes.‌ Moreover, Count Flaris‌ has abandoned his‌⁠ territory along with​‍‍ his guards. He‍‍ is marching north‍​​ along the main‌ road and, if‌⁠ he continues, will‍ arrive directly at‌ Viscount Balrotan’s domain.”‍‌

Count​‌ Flaris was the‌​ father-in-law of the‍‍‍ third prince, and‌⁠​ among the nobles‍‍⁠ who supported him,⁠‌‌ he was the⁠​‍ most powerful. Indeed,‌ he was the⁠‍⁠ unifying point of‌ the nobles backing​‌ the third prince.‍

For‍ him to suddenly‍​ head to Balrotan’s‌‌​ territory could only⁠‍‌ mean a serious​​ problem had arisen.‌‍​

“Mount‌​ Hagal? What’s there?”​⁠

At‍ a noble’s question,​‍⁠ the messenger lowered‌ his head.

“Apologies,⁠ your highness, I don’t know beyond⁠‌ that…”

“Could​⁠‍ it be that⁠‌​ some special mine‍‌‌ was discovered in⁠‌ Mount Hagal?”

“But‍​ why cause such​‌ a fuss just‍ for a mine?‌‍ Especially in the‌‍​ current situation…”

“Exactly.​ Even if they‌ say they’re being‌ discreet, their haste⁠ is far too‌ obvious. They’re not‍‌‍ even maintaining proper‍‍ security…”

While‍ the nobles speculated,‍‌‍ trying to guess‌​ the cause, Ferant​⁠⁠ already knew better‍‍⁠ than anyone the‌‌ real reason.

‘It’s⁠​⁠ Aint. Aint Armian⁠​‍ is the one⁠​‍ who caused this.’​​

Mount‍ Hagal was the⁠​ place suspected of​⁠‍ harboring the corrupted‍‌ nests, and that’s⁠⁠​ exactly where he‍⁠‌ had sent Aint.​

The​‌​ problem was he⁠⁠‌ didn’t know whether‍ the commotion meant​ the operation had‌ succeeded or failed.⁠​

Until​​⁠ he confirmed that,‍​⁠ he couldn’t reveal‌‍‍ anything — not​‌ even to his​‍ closest allies.

“For‌ now, let’s send​ more men. We⁠​‍ need to find​⁠ out what they’re‌​⁠ hiding.”

“Yes,‌‍‍ your highness.”

The⁠​ first meeting ended‌ without concrete measures.​​⁠

However,‌ the suddenly reinforced​⁠ security prevented spies​‌ from succeeding, and‌⁠⁠ all Ferant could​⁠​ do was pray⁠​​ for Aint’s swift‍⁠ return.

But​⁠⁠ one day became⁠‍‍ two, then a week, then two​​ — and Aint⁠ still hadn’t returned.‍‌

Even‌‌​ so, the blockade⁠‍​ on Mount Hagal‍ hadn’t been lifted.‌‍​

“We​‌ failed again. They​‌​ say all access‌​ to Mount Hagal⁠‌‌ is closed off.”‍

“Anyone‌ who raises even​ the slightest suspicion⁠ is captured and‍‍ tortured.”

“Count‌⁠ Flaris still hasn’t​​ left Balrotan’s territory.”⁠⁠‌

“What⁠​‌ the hell is​‌‌ in Mount Hagal…?”‌

They‍⁠ tried everything to‍⁠​ discover the secret​⁠ — to no‍ avail.

The⁠ daily meetings grew‌ increasingly fruitless. Ferant​ felt anxiety eating⁠ him alive.

‘When⁠​⁠ will you return,⁠‍‍ Aint Armian…?’

It​ had already been⁠ over a month⁠​ since his departure.⁠​‌ A whole month.⁠⁠ A terribly long‌ time.

‘Could​​ it be he​‌ failed?’

No.​⁠⁠ If he still​‌​ hadn’t returned, it‌​ could only mean⁠​ he had failed.⁠​‍

And‌⁠​ yet, the third‍ prince and his​​‌ followers continued acting⁠ nervously.

That​​⁠ could only be⁠‌⁠ for one reason​⁠ — because it⁠ was Aint Armian.‌

‘If‍‌ they kill him,​ it’s a problem,​ but if they​‍⁠ keep him alive,‌‌ it’s also a problem… Could it‍⁠‌ be they’re holding‍ him prisoner and‍‌ have reinforced their⁠‌ defenses to hide‌​ it?’

In​‍ that case, what‍ should he do?​

His‍‌ instinct told him‍⁠ to mobilize an‍ army and head‍⁠ north immediately.

But‌ even as a prince, he couldn’t‌⁠ move troops against‍‍​ a noble’s territory​ without a clear⁠ justification. That would​‍ amount to accusations‍⁠‌ of treason.

‘I‌​‌ can’t let them⁠‍ keep Aint captive.‌⁠ I have to‌ rescue him and‍ use that as⁠⁠‌ an excuse to‍​⁠ pressure Tulwin…’

At⁠⁠ that moment, a messenger rushed in.​

Ignoring‌ the presence of‍​ the nobles, he​⁠ ran straight to​ Ferant and whispered‌​ something in his⁠‌​ ear.

Immediately,‍‍ Ferant rose from⁠‌‍ his seat.

“Your‌⁠ highness? What has​⁠ happened…?”

“This​‌‍ meeting is over!”⁠‍

Ferant’s‌​ face lit up‍ with joy.

Aint⁠‌⁠ had returned!

***‍⁠

Theater​​⁠ and opera were​ noble pastimes.

Many​‍ enjoyed them knowing⁠‌ in advance how‍ the play would‌‌⁠ end.

“Sorry‌⁠‌ for the delay,‌ your highness.”

“You‍ took too long.⁠‌ What happened?”

“You’ll‍​ understand when you​‍ see this.”

Aint​‍‌ handed him a recording crystal.

Even‌‍ just knowing that‌‌ Aint had returned⁠​ safe and sound‍​​ made the ending​ clear, but Ferant‌ couldn’t stop his‍‌⁠ heart from pounding​ as he watched‍‍​ the recording.

— Take my hand,‍⁠‍ we can join‍‌ forces.

The​​ most shocking part​ was seeing Tulwin​ trying to win‌⁠ Aint over.

The‌‍ recording showed the‍ overwhelming number of​⁠‌ monsters and corrupted⁠​ surrounding them. For⁠​ a moment, Ferant​‌ even suspected Aint‌ might have fallen‌ under Tulwin’s influence.⁠‍‍

“…Could‍ it be…?”

“Please,⁠ watch until the​⁠​ end, your highness.”​‍⁠

Tulwin’s​ voice reached its‌ climax.

— If you need​​ support, I’ll give⁠ you support. If‍‍​ you need troops,​ I’ll give you‌‍ troops. If you​ need money, I’ll‌ give you money.‌

He‌‌‍ promised to give‌⁠⁠ all the kingdom’s‌ resources. Ferant clenched‍‍⁠ his fist in⁠‌ fury.

Who⁠ did he think​​ he was? No‌‌ matter how much‌​‌ he wanted the‌‌‌ throne, how could‍ he talk about‍‍ selling the entire​ kingdom?

Damn​​‌ you, Tulwin…!

— So don’t take‍‌⁠ my brother’s hand,‌ take mine. I’ll‌⁠ be king, and‌ you’ll be emperor.‍

Nonsense!‌‍ He wanted to‍‍ scream and punch‍⁠ him right then⁠ — but he​⁠⁠ couldn’t.

Because‍​ at that moment,‌‍​ someone unexpected appeared‌‍ before Tulwin.

— That’s a ridiculous‌‍⁠ absurdity, your highness.​⁠​

“…Fernan‌‍ Pellenberg?”

He⁠​⁠ was the one‍⁠‌ who shut the‍‍‍ third prince up.‌​‍

“Yes,​⁠ that’s me, your‌⁠‍ highness.”

“How‌‌ is Fernan Pellenberg‌‌⁠ here…?”

“I’m‍‍​ the one who⁠ asked him for‌‍‍ help. Without senior,‍ we would’ve been‌​ in serious danger.”‍‌​

And​ that was supposed‌​‌ to explain it?​‍⁠ Fernan should have⁠ been at the⁠‍ academy — why‌⁠‌ the hell had‌‍ he shown up⁠ in Esrin…?

— Does Esrin have‍ more money than‍⁠‍ Pellenberg? How dare‌‌ you talk about‌ money in front‌ of Pellenberg, your‌ highness?

Despite​‌ his surprise, Ferant​‍⁠ kept watching. Tulwin​‌ had no response​‍ to Fernan’s words.‌

From⁠ how it looked,‌ the scene should​​‍ have been satisfying‍​‍ — but still,‍ Ferant felt uncomfortable.‌‌

Because⁠ what Fernan said‌ to Tulwin could​ also apply to​ himself — without‌‍ Esrin, he was‌ nothing too.

— It means you‍ were arrogant and​‍ did something foolish.⁠

Then⁠​⁠ the recording showed​‍ the battle.

“Ah,‌‍‌ during the fight‍‍ the recording isn’t⁠‍ clear due to⁠ magical effects.”

“…I​ see.”

Aint⁠ quickly explained, though‍‌‍ in truth he⁠​ had edited the⁠⁠‍ recording to hide‍‍‍ the involvement of‌‌ Hakon Kaelin and‌​ Rob Kaelin.

“Incredible…”​‍

The​​‌ recording ended showing⁠ Aint defeating the⁠⁠‌ beast named Rahnas,​ and Prince Tulwin​‌ being captured.

“To⁠‌‍ defeat Rahnas… Aint,⁠​ you truly accomplished‌ something great.”

“I’m‍‍ deeply honored. Without​ senior Fernan’s help,‌‍ I never would’ve‌‌ managed.”

“I’ll⁠‍ have to seriously‍⁠ rethink what I think of Fernan‍‍‍ Pellenberg. May I keep this?”

“Of‌⁠ course. That’s why⁠​‌ I brought it.”‍⁠

“Good.‌ Then tell me⁠⁠‍ — where is‌⁠ Tulwin? And where​ is Fernan Pellenberg?‌​ According to this‍ recording, no one‌ died.”

Ferant​ straightened in his‌‍ seat. From the‍ moment Tulwin Esrin‌​ was captured, a growing unease had‌‍⁠ begun to creep⁠⁠ into him.

“Is‍‍‍ it what I’m⁠ thinking?”

“Senior​ Fernan told me‌ something. That some‍‍ merchants don’t pay‌​​ mercenaries after the‍⁠ job’s done. So‍⁠ certain mercenaries collect‌‌​ payment first — and then actually‍‍​ finish the job.”‍

“They​‌ hid it.”

Haha…‌ Aint laughed awkwardly.⁠

“Did‍⁠‌ I misjudge you?​​⁠ Or is it‍‌ more that…”

“Yes,​⁠‌ it’s true. That‍‌ was senior’s advice.‌​⁠ I told him‍‍ that His Highness‍​​ would never do⁠‍ something like that,⁠ but he insisted‍‌⁠ that it’s always​‍ better to be⁠‍​ thorough in everything…”​⁠​

Even​ after cutting the‍‍​ part where Hakon‍‌⁠ Kaelin and Rob⁠​⁠ Kaelin appeared, the‌‍‌ rest remained intact.‌‌

The⁠‍‍ reason was clear—to⁠‍ make evident how‍⁠ close the relationship‌ between Aint and‍ Fernan Pellenberg was,​‌ and to show‌ that behind Aint⁠​ stood Fernan.

That‍​ way, no one​ could take advantage‍‌ of Aint’s naivety.‌

“Where‍‌ is Fernan Pellenberg‌​​ now?”

“With⁠‌ the third prince.”⁠​​

“And⁠​‍ what else did‌​‍ he say?”

“He‌‍⁠ advised me to⁠‍‍ sincerely express what‌ I desired.”

“And?‍‍ What do you‌‍‌ desire?”

“I…⁠ don’t understand complicated⁠⁠ things.”

He‍‍⁠ didn’t know what‌ to ask for‌​ that would bring‍‌‌ the greatest advantage‍⁠ to Armian. He⁠​‌ was learning, but‌​ he still had‌ a long way⁠⁠ to go.

That’s⁠‌‌ why what he​⁠‌ wanted was the‌‍ simplest, most direct,⁠‍ and safest.

“Money.⁠​ I want money.”‍‌⁠

Money.‍‍

Even​​‍ though Fernan had⁠‍ already injected a considerable amount of⁠ funds, they were‌ still loans he’d⁠​‌ have to repay⁠​ someday.

And​⁠‍ the more money‍⁠⁠ he had, the​‍​ more time and⁠‍ soldiers he could⁠ maintain.

“How‍​​ much?”

“About…”‍​​

As​ soon as he⁠⁠​ heard the figure,‍‌ Ferant held his⁠​ breath.

“Are‍ you aware of‍‍ how much money‌​​ you’re asking for?”⁠​

“Your​⁠​ Highness, if it‌‍‍ hadn’t been for​​ me, Esrin would⁠ already be in‌ the middle of‍⁠‌ a civil war.‍‍ Compared to the⁠ economic losses, land​ devastation, and human​‍⁠ lives that would’ve‌ cost, can you​‌ really say this‌ is too expensive?”​

“……”​‍‍

Ferant‍⁠ Esrin pressed his​ lips together in‍​ silence.

In⁠‌ truth, he didn’t‍ plan to take​ advantage of Aint.‌

Aint​‍ was the rising⁠‌ hero in an​‍‌ era plagued by‌ the corrupted. Making‍ an enemy of‍ him would’ve been‌⁠ an unforgivable mistake.‍‍‍

But​‍‍ he wasn’t willing‌ to hand over​‍ more than what⁠ was fair either.​

After⁠ all, Aint was‍ a foreign noble.​⁠‍ As a future​ king, he couldn’t‍‍‍ become a fool​​⁠ who gave away⁠‌‍ the kingdom’s riches‍⁠​ to another country.​⁠

“No​⁠ matter how worthy,‍⁠​ this is excessive.‌⁠⁠ I’m still just​‍​ a prince!”

“But‍‍ you will become⁠​‍ king. With proof​​ that the third⁠‌⁠ prince allied with⁠‍​ the corrupted—and captured‌‍ by your own‌⁠‌ hands—will any rival⁠‌ remain?”

“……”‍

“And​⁠ remember, it’s senior‍⁠ Fernan who has‌⁠‌ the third prince‍‍⁠ in custody. I don’t know if‌​‍ he’d be willing⁠‌ to let Your​ Highness try to‍‌​ haggle.”

“Are​‍ you threatening me?​‌‍ You know very​‌​ well that abducting‌ and imprisoning a foreign prince is​ a serious matter.”⁠​

Ferant‌⁠‍ growled, but Aint⁠⁠ smiled calmly, without‍ blinking.

“Do‌‌⁠ you think this​ is the only​ recording?”

“……!”‍​‍

“Before‍⁠‌ talking about abduction⁠‌ or imprisonment, it⁠ was the third⁠⁠ prince who first‍ tried to kill​⁠‌ us by allying⁠‌ with the corrupted.​ Isn’t that more‌‌‍ serious?”

“And⁠ if it’s argued⁠‍ that the problem‌ was your intrusion‌ into Esrin’s territory?”⁠​​

“When⁠ it comes to‌‌⁠ exterminating corrupted, do‌⁠ borders matter? Besides,⁠ we prevented Esrin‌ from falling into‌​ civil war. If‌‌​ you want to‌‍ take this all‍⁠ the way, go‌‍ ahead.”

At‍⁠⁠ that moment, Aint’s⁠⁠ eyes turned cold.‍‍

“It’s‍ disappointing, Your Highness.⁠ I came all⁠ this way at‌⁠ your request, I risked my life…⁠ and even then,‍⁠ you say this​⁠‍ to me.”

“That‍​ wasn’t my intention…”⁠⁠‍

The‍⁠ light in Aint’s‌⁠​ eyes made him​‍‍ come to his‍ senses at once.‌⁠‌

‘What⁠‌⁠ am I doing?⁠ After working so⁠​ hard to build‌‌‍ a good relationship⁠⁠ with Aint Armian,​‍ and now that⁠⁠⁠ he’s helped me,​‌ I’m going to​​⁠ make him my‍​⁠ enemy?’

Besides,​‌​ even if the‍‌ demanded sum was‍ colossal, it was‍ still cheap compared‌​ to having saved⁠‌ the kingdom from​‍ disaster.

“…Fine.”​​⁠

He‍​ had no choice⁠ but to give‍ in.

“But​ I can’t pay‌‍ that amount immediately.‍ I have to‌ become king first,‌‌​ and even then⁠‍ I’ll need to‌⁠​ deal with the‌ nobles. The payment⁠​ will have to‍⁠‌ be made in‍​ installments…”

“I​⁠ understand. Then, why⁠‍ don’t we put‍ it in writing?”⁠

Aint‌‍ pulled out a pre-prepared contract. Ferant​ noticed it bore​​‌ the notarial seal‍‌‍ of the Golden⁠​‍ Turtle Guild and‌‍‍ let out a dry laugh.

“…How⁠⁠ meticulous.”

“They‌⁠​ say it’s more‍‌​ efficient this way.”⁠​⁠

“Even​⁠​ if it sounds⁠​‍ like an excuse​⁠ now, I never‍⁠ intended to take‍ advantage of you.​‌⁠ I wanted to⁠ reward you properly,‌‌⁠ but your request‌ far exceeded my⁠⁠ expectations.”

“I‍‍ understand. I know​⁠ I’m asking for‌​ a lot.”

And‌⁠‍ with that—

Aint‍​ firmly crossed out​‍​ the initial amount.‍

“…What⁠ are you doing?”‌

“I​⁠‍ don’t think Your‌⁠‌ Highness was trying‌​ to take advantage‍​‍ of me. I also value our‌ relationship.”

Then​ he wrote a new figure. It​⁠⁠ was barely a third of the⁠⁠​ original.

“I⁠‌‍ don’t want this‍‌‌ to cause further‌‌‌ conflict. What do⁠ you say? I think I’m already⁠⁠‍ making quite the‍​ concession in your​⁠ favor.”

Even​‍ so, it was‌​ still a fortune.‌‌ And worse, the​⁠ nobles would surely‌​ criticize Ferant for‍ giving in too​⁠​ easily.

But—‌⁠

“…Are⁠‍‍ you really willing⁠ to lower it⁠⁠​ this much?”

“Of​⁠ course. It’s just‍⁠​ between you and⁠‌ me.”

“Thank⁠ you…! I truly‌​ thank you!”

Indeed,‌​ compared to the‍‍ first amount, the‍​ reduction was massive.‌‍

“I’ll⁠⁠ never forget this‌ generosity!”

Ferant​ Esrin signed the⁠ contract, moved.

— And so, by‌ answering as advised‍ by Fernan Pellenberg,‍ things ended up​ like this… In‍⁠ the end, he‌​ managed to take‍ from a great‍⁠​ kingdom its entire⁠ monthly budget.

It​‍⁠ wasn’t that Ferant‌‌‌ was a fool.⁠‍⁠ He had accepted​‍⁠ because Aint had‌ saved the kingdom⁠ from a civil‍⁠​ war and because,‌ at that moment,‌‌​ Aint was indispensable.‌

— Poor Ferant Esrin.​⁠ Once he ascends⁠‍‍ the throne, the⁠⁠⁠ nobles won’t leave​‍‌ him alone.

Gardner​ clicked his tongue,⁠‌​ pitying him.

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