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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 35: Arken Empire

Chapter 35: Arken Empire

There‌​‍ is nothing that‌‌ humanity cannot conquer.​

Under‌​ that motto, the⁠​⁠ Arken Empire has‌‌ enjoyed an era‍⁠⁠ of prosperity after⁠​⁠ the death of‌ Godwin.

The⁠ first emperor, Jeffrey‍‍ Arken, was a great hero, strategist,​‌‌ and politician.

He‍ declared that he​ would establish the⁠‌‌ foundations of an⁠‍​ empire that would​​ not collapse even‌‌​ in hundreds of‌​ years.

And⁠‌‍ that declaration continues​⁠⁠ to prove true‍⁠⁠ to this day.​‍

The​‌ current emperor of⁠​ the Arken Empire,‍‍ Godfrey Arken, is‌‌‌ the most incompetent⁠⁠ and greedy king.‍

If‌‌ it were another‌‍ kingdom, his capricious⁠ policies and greed​⁠​ would have led⁠​​ it to ruin‌ in less than⁠‌‌ three years.

However,⁠‌​ he has ruled⁠​ like that for‍‌ forty years.

He​ is still in‍‍ power, and the​ empire still stands.​​

It‍‍​ could be said⁠ that the emperor’s⁠‍ authority comes from‍​ the heavens themselves.⁠⁠⁠

‘But‍‍ the emperor’s authority⁠ comes from the⁠ warehouse.’

The‌​ treasures accumulated by⁠ previous emperors and‌​ the sacred artifacts​‍ are what sustain‌‌​ the empire.

To⁠‌⁠ be able to‌ touch that warehouse‌​ means to share⁠ in that authority.‍‌

And​ there is no‌​​ noble who does⁠‌⁠ not know it.‌‌‌

‘They‌‍ are blinded by‍ gold and submit⁠‍ to it.’

The‌ more incompetent the​⁠ emperor is, the⁠‌ more they flatter​‍ him; the more‌⁠ he errs, the⁠‍⁠ more they praise​ him.

Corruption‌⁠⁠ will only accelerate,‌​ the foundations of‌‍ the millennial empire‍​ of the first​​ emperor will collapse,‌⁠‍ and the fall‌⁠​ will be inevitable.​⁠

“So,⁠‌ what do you‍‌‍ plan to steal?”‍‍

Zed‍ asked, incredulous.

“The⁠ sealed warehouse.”

“The‌​⁠ sealed warehouse…”

The​​ sealed warehouse.

If‌ the treasury warehouse‍ holds riches and‍‌ sacred artifacts, the‌ sealed warehouse holds‍⁠ the opposite evil‌​‍ things that must‌ not be revealed.⁠

There⁠‍‌ lie magical books‍ left by demons,‌‌ as well as‌​‌ objects and texts‍ developed by their⁠‍​ followers.

Zed’s⁠ expression became even⁠ more bitter.

Robbing‍ the treasury warehouse​ was already a suicide mission, but​ the sealed warehouse‌⁠ was like adding‌ fuel to the⁠‍‍ fire.

“Just‍‍⁠ in case… could‌ you tell me‍ what you plan​ to steal?”

There​‌ was no problem⁠ in saying it.‌

“From‍​ the grimoires of⁠‍‌ the great demons,​ something called Barbatos’s⁠‍​ shadow magic.”

Barbatos,​‍ one of the⁠ seven great demons‌‌ of hell, known‌​⁠ as the demon⁠ of shadows and‌ intrigue.

“Barbatos…”‍⁠

Zed​ murmured seriously, then​ raised his head.‍​‌

“…Who‌‍⁠ is that?”

“You⁠‍ don’t know him?”⁠

“Not⁠ even those damned‍ followers of Amon⁠⁠‍ mention him much…‍ but Barbatos… I have never heard⁠​ of him.”

Although‍ he is one‌⁠‍ of the seven⁠ great demons, he‍ is the one⁠‌​ with the least‌‍​ influence and is‍‍‍ almost unknown.

“It⁠ is normal that‍​‍ you don’t know​‍ him. Unlike other​ demons, he has‍ no followers.”

More⁠ than being insignificant,‍ it was intentional.‌‍‍

Barbatos⁠‌ prefers to act⁠‍ in secret.

He⁠‍ knows that maintaining⁠​ a low profile⁠​‌ is advantageous for⁠ using his abilities,‌‍ so he does‍ not demand rituals‍⁠ or great sacrifices.⁠‍​

‘Although‌‍⁠ the conditions are‌​ extremely demanding.’

Shadow‌‌‍ magic has the⁠ most difficult requirements⁠‌‍ among the magics⁠ left by the​⁠ great demons.

Even‍⁠ the most basic‍⁠‍ spell that Perda⁠‌ used, “Shadow Hand,”‍​‍ is difficult for​ most mages to‌​ handle.

That‌ is why there‌​‌ are almost no‍​​ followers of Barbatos,‍​⁠ nor people interested⁠ in his grimoire.⁠

‘That‍‌⁠ is why it​ can be used⁠ as a trump‌ card.’

Being‍ a little-known magic,‌⁠ no one knows​ how to counter⁠⁠ it.

In‌‌‍ magical combat, surprising‌ the opponent is‍​ key.

“Suppose‍​ you steal that⁠​ shadow magic…”

Zed⁠⁠ expressed his discomfort.​

“How⁠ do you plan‌ to get there?”​‌‌

Perda​‍‍ crossed his legs.‌

“You​ tell me. How‍ would you do​ it?”

“You’re​ leaving it to‌ me?”

“It’s​⁠⁠ your specialty.”

“I’m​‍ not a thief.‍‌ The only thing⁠‌ I’ve stolen are‍⁠ women’s hearts.”

“Stop⁠ the nonsense and‌‌​ answer.”

“Hmm…”​‍

Zed‌‌ rested his chin‍⁠ and thought.

After‍‌ five minutes of⁠‌ silence, he spoke.​

“There‍​ have been many​‍ who tried to‍‌ rob the empire’s⁠⁠‍ warehouses. Even a group that is​ said to have​‍ half succeeded was⁠‌ made up of‌ ten people.”

“And?”​⁠‌

“In​​ my opinion, it​‌ would take at​‌ least twenty people​ and a year‍‌‌ of preparation. Are‍ you going to‍​ hire twenty thieves?”‍

“No.”‌‍​

Twenty‌ people for a year.

He⁠ did not have‍⁠ time for that.‌‌

“Then,⁠‌​ how much time?”⁠

“Right‍​​ now.”

Zed‌‌‍ was speechless.

It​ seemed useless to⁠‌ even argue.

“If‌⁠ you want to​‍‌ do it right‌‌​ now and without‍​‌ leaving a trace…⁠ then it means‌‍ I have to⁠ do it alone,‍​‌ right?”

“That’s‍ right.”

“Ten⁠ people failed. How‍‍ do you expect‍​ me to do‌​‌ it?”

Perda‍‍ looked at him⁠ seriously.

“You‌​ can.”

Zed‍‌‍ felt like he​⁠‌ was going to‍ lose his mind.‌‍​

But​​ the absurdity was‌​ not only his.⁠‍

‘He‍⁠‍ exaggerates too much.’​‍⁠

Zed⁠ Swallow.

Now‍ he was only‍​​ a womanizer, but‍‍⁠ he had talent​‌ as a master‍⁠ thief.

One‍‌⁠ of his achievements‌ was having infiltrated‌‍ the imperial treasury‍⁠‌ warehouse, something no‌​‍ one else had‌‌​ achieved.

‘And​⁠ without planning.’

Officially‍​ it was three‍⁠‌ times, but according‍​‍ to him, it​ was twelve.

That​‍‍ meant he already‌ knew the weaknesses​ of the security⁠‍‍ system.

‘Of⁠ course, that’s in‍‌ the future.’

He‌⁠ could not expect‌ that level yet.​⁠

For‍‍⁠ now, he was‌​​ still just a seducer, not a thief.

Perda⁠‍‍ knew it and​‍⁠ still proceeded with‍⁠⁠ the plan.

“There​ will also be‍ information about the‌‌ red eyes.”

“…!”​

Zed⁠‌ stopped complaining instantly.​⁠

His‌ eyes sharpened.

“Are​ you sure?”

“I‍‌‍ have no intention‌‍ of breaking our⁠ deal.”

Zed‍​​ had made it‌‍⁠ clear that he⁠⁠ would leave if‍⁠ he were used‍‌ or deceived.

That‍ is why he‍‌ did not hesitate.‍⁠‌

His‍​⁠ answer was simple.‌

“Then​ I will do⁠‍​ it.”

Everything‍​ was proceeding according‍​ to Perda’s plan.​

***⁠

Before⁠‍​ acting, Perda went‌ to see Count​ Consilus.

“Greetings,‍‌ regent. I have‌‌‍ heard that you‌ will travel to​⁠​ the empire.”

“That’s‌‌ right.”

“May⁠‍⁠ I ask the​‌ reason?”

“In‌⁠⁠ fact, I wanted⁠ to ask you⁠ that. There is‍‌‍ no reason to⁠ go, but even‍ so I must⁠⁠​ do it.”

“Ah,⁠​ I understand.”

Consilus‌ stroked his beard.‌⁠

“Would‌​‌ it not be​‍ a good idea⁠‌⁠ to mention the⁠‌ vacant position of​⁠ Thessalos Walcher? Something‍‍ like that a new candidate is‌‍‍ needed…”

“I​​ have already thought‌ about it. There‌ is a suitable‌​‌ candidate, but he⁠‍ has not appeared​ yet.”

“If⁠‍ you allow me,‌ I can search‌⁠ for him.”

He‍ could give details,​‍‌ but he did‍⁠‌ not want to.‌​

If‍​‍ that person found‌‍ out, he might⁠‍⁠ hide.

So⁠ he responded briefly.​

“When⁠ you see him,‌‌ it will take​‌ your breath away.”⁠‍​

“B-breath‌​ away? What exactly‍‍​ do you mean?”‌⁠

“There⁠ is no need‍ to specify. You‌​ will know when​⁠‌ you see him.​‍ Give the position‌ to that knight.”⁠​

“Understood,⁠⁠‌ as you order.”‌‍‍

They⁠ had not managed⁠ to recruit wandering​⁠ knights, but they‌ were still searching‍‍ for defenders for​‌ the territory.

Someday‌⁠ one would appear.‌‍‍

Consilus​ thought of something‍​ else.

“Would​ it not be‌‌ convenient to consult​ about the Grand‌​ Council?”

“The‌​‍ Grand Council?”

“Yes.​⁠ All kings and‍ nobles of ducal​​⁠ rank or higher⁠​⁠ of Serdes must‌‌ attend. We need‌‌ someone to confirm‍⁠‍ your identity. It‍‌ would be good‌ to go there‍​ under the pretext⁠ of informing the‌‍ emperor or the‌‍​ imperial family.”

The‍⁠ emperor and the⁠ princes.

He‍‍⁠ did not like‌‌‍ them, but he⁠ would inevitably have‍​‍ to deal with​​ them.

“Fine.‌​ I will use⁠ that as an⁠ excuse. How is‍‌ the situation of​‌ the empire?”

“A⁠‍⁠ disaster.”

Consilus​ shook his head.‌‌‍

“A​​ tripartite conflict is‍⁠‍ currently forming.”

“Who‍ are the leaders?”⁠​⁠

“The​‍ emperor, the crown​‌ prince… and the‍‍​ second prince.”

“The‌​⁠ emperor is fighting⁠‌ against his own‍​‌ sons?”

Consilus‌ nodded.

“I‌ know it sounds‍⁠​ absurd, but that‌‍‌ is how it‍​ is. There was‌‌‌ a time when‍‍ the crown prince‌⁠ and the second​‌ prince tried to​ dethrone the emperor‌‍ through politics.”

“But‌⁠‍ they failed.”

“Yes.‌‌​ Although the emperor⁠⁠‌ is incompetent, when​​​ it comes to​‌ his power he‍‍ is ruthless. He‌⁠ provoked a conflict‍​​ between the crown⁠⁠‍ prince and the⁠⁠‍ second prince over⁠ the right of​ succession, and thus‌ managed to suppress‍ the situation.”

Instead‍ of confronting an‌⁠⁠ existing enemy, he⁠ creates a new‍⁠ one by proposing‌‌ a different future.‌‌‌

If‍​ in that process‍‍‌ he only generates‌​ conflict, power weakens⁠ and its essence‍‌ is lost.

‘As⁠⁠ they say, even⁠​ a rotten fish⁠‌​ is still a fish…’

If‍⁠‍ he has survived​‌‍ this long, it‌​ is for a reason.

“On​ the surface, then,​​‍ it is a three-sided struggle.”

“On⁠‍​ the surface… yes,‌ on the surface‌‍​ it is so.”‍

Consilus‍ felt curious about‌‍‌ the use of​ the word “surface,”​‍‍ but did not‍‌ pursue it further.‌​

Perda‌⁠‌ thought about the⁠‌ three and asked.‌

“If⁠⁠ you were in‍​ my place, whom​‌ would you support?”​​⁠

“In⁠‍ my case… I would say the​⁠ second prince.”

“Why?”⁠

“The⁠⁠ second prince has‌​ always prioritized national⁠‌ defense. He has‌​‍ traveled through many‌⁠ regions defeating monsters‍ and securing territory‍ for the empire.‍​‍ He is also‍​​ interested in the‍ eradication of creatures.⁠‌​ He is as⁠‍‌ outstanding as the​​‍ first emperor.”

Just‍⁠ as Consilus said.⁠

In‌ fact, the base⁠ of the second‍‌‌ prince was formed​⁠ by military forces​‌ that the crown⁠‌ prince could not‌‌ recruit.

He​‍‌ tried to compensate⁠‍‌ for his lack​‍ of power with​‌‍ achievements.

“Of⁠​ course, it is​‍ not a perfect‌ answer either. If‌ he truly cared​‌⁠ about defense, he‍‌ would have extended​⁠‍ his hand to‌‍ this eastern frontier‍ region.”

“That⁠ is true.”

After‍ hearing his opinion,⁠‍​ Perda nodded.

“Then⁠‌ I will write⁠⁠‍ three letters. To⁠​‌ the emperor, to⁠⁠ the first prince,​ and to the⁠‍ second prince.”

“Do⁠‌⁠ you want me‍⁠ to help you?”‌⁠

The​‌ empire still believed‌‌ that Count Consilus​‍ had more influence‌ than the regent.‌⁠

But​ Perda shook his‌ head.

“It‍ is not necessary.⁠​ I will send‍​⁠ them in the‌‌​ name of Regent‍ Valdrova.”

“If‌ that is your​ wish…”

Perda⁠‍ wanted to know‍ their intentions.

The⁠ one who is‍ thirsty digs the‍‍‌ well, and the​⁠ one who needs‌​‍ it reaches out.⁠

He⁠ wanted to see⁠‌ which of them‌ would approach him.⁠

Consilus‌ withdrew for the​‌ same reason.

“There​​ is something else⁠​ I want to‍⁠‌ ask you.”

“Tell‌‍⁠ me.”

“Is‍ there any unidentified⁠​⁠ corpse?”

A body without name‌‍ or origin.

“An‌​ unidentified corpse… yes,‌ I think there⁠‌‍ is one. Recently‌ one was found‍ near the territory.”‌‍

Perfect.​

“Good.‍​ Burn it.”

“Burn‌​​ it…?”

Consilus‍‍‍ blinked.

Not‌‌ a cremation, but‍‍ an execution at⁠​ the stake.

He⁠​ could not help⁠​ but ask.

“Just⁠⁠‍ to confirm… is‍‌ this for the⁠ good of this‍‌‌ region?”

“Of‌⁠‍ course. It is⁠​⁠ not for a personal whim.”

“Then‌‍‍ I will do⁠‌‍ it.”

“Make‍‍‌ it look like​​ the worst kind⁠​‍ of wretch while‍​ it burns. That​‍ is enough.”

“Heh…⁠ the gods will‌‍‌ be angered.”

Consilus​​ touched his necklace.‍‌​

It⁠‌‌ was an amulet​ of the followers​‌​ of Alte, the‌ empire’s religion.

“Who⁠ has not committed​⁠‌ a sin at‍⁠ some point?”

“That⁠​⁠ is true.”

Although‌‌​ it troubled him‌‍⁠ to profane an‌ innocent corpse, Consilus⁠‌ did not protest.‌

If‌‌⁠ he wanted this‌⁠⁠ region to prosper,⁠‌ he had to‍​ trust Perda.

***‌

After‍⁠ sending three letters‌​‍ to the empire,‍⁠​ Perda boarded the‌ carriage.

It‍ was impossible to‌‍ receive a response​ immediately, nor did⁠ he expect one.‍

That‌​ was the purpose‌⁠ of the letters.‌‌

‘What⁠ matters is seeing‍​‌ what they do‍ in response to⁠‍ a unilateral communication.’‍

Accompanying​​​ him were Zed,​‍ the knight Arwen⁠⁠‌ under Consilus’s command,​ and his soldiers.​‌

After‍‌​ a week of‍ travel, they finally​‌ saw a massive​⁠⁠ wall on the‍‍ plain.

‘The‍⁠ Arken Empire.’

The⁠‌ landscape of the⁠‍ capital, with cultivated​‌ fields and vegetation,‌‍​ made the heart‌ beat faster.

Zed,‍‍‍ looking out the‍​ window, smiled excitedly.⁠

“The‌‌⁠ empire is always‍ impressive. It feels‌‍ good to come‌‌ here.”

“I⁠⁠ see.”

All‌ nobles and commoners‌⁠‌ dreamed of the⁠ imperial capital.

The⁠ Rosnova family had‍ also aspired to‍‍ become central nobility.⁠

But​ Perda did not‍​ feel that need.⁠⁠‌

Entering​​ there was like‌ entering a den‍‌⁠ of monsters disguised‌‍​ as humans.

The‍ true hell began‌⁠‍ there.

They​ arrived at the​⁠ gates.

Perda‍‌ informed the guard‌⁠ of his identity.​

“Please‍‍‌ wait a moment.”​‌

The⁠​ guard went to​ verify.

But​ minutes passed and‍​​ they were not​ allowed to enter.‍⁠​

“I⁠⁠⁠ think we started​‌‌ off badly.”

Zed⁠ muttered uneasily, but‍‍ Perda did not‍ see it that​ way.

“It​​ is a good⁠​ sign.”

“A‍ good sign?”

“If‌​ they make a noble wait, it‍⁠⁠ is because there​ is a reason.”‍‌‌

Shortly​⁠‍ after, a white​​ and luxurious carriage⁠‍‍ appeared inside the⁠‍⁠ gate.

Having‌ to change carriages‍ meant entering the​​ imperial palace.

In‍​ other words, they‍‍‍ had responded to‍​ his letter.

A knight at the‌⁠ front greeted respectfully.‍

“Welcome‌ to the empire,‍‍‍ regent! I am​⁠‍ Marco, commander of‍‍ the fifth imperial‌⁠⁠ squad.”

“A‌‍​ pleasure.”

“This​ way…”

Perda‍‌ changed carriages under‍‍⁠ his guidance.

Zed‌⁠ tried to get​⁠⁠ on, but Marco‍​ stopped him.

“Excuse​‍‌ me, who are‍‌ you?”

“An‍ employee.”

Marco’s‌ face hardened.

“Employees​‍ cannot board. Only‌‍⁠ guests may enter​​ the palace.”

“Ah…​ I see.”

“Step‌‍ aside.”

Zed⁠ moved aside uncomfortably.⁠

Thus,⁠‍‍ only Perda continued⁠‍ toward the palace.​

‘What⁠‌​ excessive luxury.’

His​‍⁠ own carriage was​‍⁠ elegant, but the‍⁠ imperial one was⁠‍ on another level.‌

Perda‍‌‍ looked out the‍‍ window.

The‌‍ streets were clean‌‌ and full of⁠‌‌ smiling people.

It⁠ was a place‌⁠‌ full of hope.​‌​

That‍ is why many​‌⁠ nobles fell ill​‌ when leaving it.‌‌

Where⁠‍‌ there is happiness,‌ there is also‍‍​ misfortune.

And⁠ that misfortune was‌⁠⁠ now aimed at​​‌ Perda.

His​‍⁠ sharp perception detected​ a suspicious gaze.​

A man hidden in‍‍⁠ an alley was⁠ watching the carriage.‌​

‘He‍‌ is targeting this‌​​ carriage.’

The‌​ soldiers had not​ noticed.

‘I‌⁠⁠ can neutralize him⁠‌​ before he attacks.’‌

Perda‍‌ generated a sphere⁠⁠ of mana.

He‍ prepared to counterattack​‌ at any moment.⁠

As⁠‍‌ the distance shortened,‌ the man stepped​‌​ out and blocked⁠⁠ the carriage.

Hiiiinn!‍​

The‌⁠ horses neighed and​‌⁠ stopped abruptly.

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