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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 246: The Mage’s Wish (2)

Chapter 246: The Mage’s Wish (2)

“Was‌⁠‍ that what happened?”‌

When‌‌​ Yuri returned after​ finishing his talk​⁠⁠ with Ainzer, Jared⁠​‌ told him about‌‌⁠ the altercation between‍⁠ the knights earlier.​‌‍

Yuri‌⁠ nodded.

“You​ said they were​​ knights who studied‍ in the Empire?”‍​

“Yes.”‌

“Perfect.”‍‍

“Excuse⁠‌ me?”

However,‌ Yuri showed no​ discomfort.

“If​‍​ it’s something good,​ we should take⁠‍ it. The Empire’s‍ Knight Academies are‌‌⁠ better structured than⁠⁠ those in Briol.⁠‌ We could adopt‍‌‌ a new training​ system through them.”⁠​

“That‌‍‌ may be true,‌‍‌ but they were‌​⁠ picking a fight.”​⁠

“Isn’t⁠​ that normal for⁠⁠​ a knight?”

“Doesn’t‍ it anger you?​‌ Those guys, despite​⁠ you publicly denouncing⁠‌​ the Empire for‌‍ using black magic,‍‌⁠ since they fed‌‍ from the same​ imperial hand, now‍‌ show hostility. They⁠⁠ think they’re imperial⁠​ knights!”

“Jared.‍​ They simply don’t‌⁠⁠ know. You can’t‌​ punish ignorance.”

“That‍​ doesn’t sound like​‍ something you’d say…”​⁠⁠

“I⁠‌ forgive ignorance. But​​⁠ not incompetence!”

Hernando,‍​‍ who had been‍​ listening silently, flinched‌​‌ and looked at‌‌‍ Yuri.

Maryrose⁠ pointed at him‍‌ with her finger,‍ laughing.

“Ignorance‌ and incompetence! Having‌ both is the‍ worst!”

Then⁠‌‌ Yuri pointed at‌ Tirbo.

“Tirbo!”⁠

“Yes!”⁠‌

“You’re‍‍ going to be​⁠‌ the one to‌‌ make them taste⁠​‍ humiliation. Understood?”

“Humiliation?‌‍ Um… how?”

“You⁠‍ just have to‌⁠‍ defeat them with‌⁠‍ your sword.”

Tirbo​ opened his eyes⁠​‍ wide in surprise​‌‍ and tilted his⁠‌⁠ head. Then he‍ scratched his neck⁠‌‍ with a somewhat‌ goofy expression and​ said,

“But…‍‌ is it really​ humiliating for a weak knight to‌ lose to a strong one? Hehe…”‍‌

At​ his carefree comment,‌ Jared clutched his‍​‍ chest as if‍⁠ his heart had⁠ been stabbed.

“Kh…!”⁠

“Do‌​‍ you feel it,‌ Jared?”

“Yes.‌‍ Damn it… it’ll​‌ be the greatest⁠‌ humiliation of their​‌⁠ lives as knights.”‍

“Exactly.”⁠‍

Tirbo​ still didn’t quite​ get it.

“Tirbo.‌‌​ Have you studied‌⁠⁠ abroad?”

“No.​​ Hehe…”

“Any‌​ expensive private swordsmanship⁠⁠ tutor?”

“No.​​‍ Should I have​ one?”

“Then‍​⁠ how did you​ learn?”

“I​‌ just bought swordsmanship​​​ manuals at a bookstore and…”

“See?!⁠‌⁠ We’ll use this‌​⁠ Tirbo to make​‍⁠ the difference in‌​ talent clear.”

“Hehe…”‌

And⁠‍‌ yes.

Tirbo​ was a genius.‌⁠‌

Not‍ on Yuri’s monstrous⁠ level, but while‌ others took private⁠​ lessons or studied‌‍ at imperial academies,⁠‍ he had reached‌‌⁠ his current level‍ by reading books‍⁠⁠ and training on‌‌‍ his own.

“The‍‌ son of a count learned on​​ his own?”

“My​ family isn’t famous​‍ for its swordsmanship…”​​

“The‌‍⁠ House of Romance​ has a good‌​⁠ head, but it’s‌​ not known for​‌⁠ using swords.”

“A​‍‌ good head? Are‌‌⁠ you joking?”

The⁠​ House of Romance,​​‌ to which Tirbo​‍ belonged, wasn’t recognized‌​ for martial prowess.‍ That’s why he‍⁠​ was considered an​‌​ oddity even within‌ his family.

Tirbo‍‌​ smiled confidently, though‍‍ it didn’t inspire​⁠​ much.

“Sir⁠‍ Jared, I’m smart.​ Hehe…”

“Don’t⁠ lie.”

“It’s‌ true.”

“Are⁠ you serious?”

“Yes.”‌⁠

“Alright,‌ you…”

Jared‍⁠ asked,

“How‍‌‍ much is 24‌​​ times 56?”

“1,344.”⁠‌‌

The​ answer came before‌⁠ Jared finished speaking.‍⁠⁠ His eyes shook.​

“18⁠​‍ times 75?”

“1,350.”‍‌

Tirbo’s‌​ face remained calm.⁠

Jared,⁠ looking incredulous, threw‌​‌ another problem.

“144​‍‍ times 754?”

“108,576.”‌‍⁠

“441‍⁠ times 553?”

“243,873.”‍‌

“Are​ you answering seriously?​ You’re not just​‌ throwing random numbers,‌ right?”

“You⁠‍‍ can check it.”⁠

“This⁠‍ brat…!”

Jared‍ tried writing the‌‍​ calculations on paper,‌‍‍ but forgetting the‍‍​ exact numbers he‌⁠ had said, he​‌ crumpled it in‌⁠ frustration.

Tirbo​ kindly reminded him,‌

“You​​⁠ said 144 times‍ 754, and 441​‌⁠ times 553. My‍ answers were 108,576‍ and 243,873…”

“Shut‌ up!”

“Hehe…”⁠

Seeing⁠ that scene, Yuri​‌ slowly nodded.

Everything‌‌​ made sense.

Yuri‍ spoke.

“Jared.​​ Why do you​ think those who​‌‌ studied abroad looked‍⁠ at you with​⁠ hostility?”

“Because‌ they don’t like​⁠ me?”

“Not⁠‌‍ wrong, but if​ you dig deeper,‌‌‍ it’s because of​ desire.”

“Desire?”​

“Human‌‍‍ beings desire to‍ prove their superiority.”⁠‍

“That’s⁠​ true.”

“If‌​ it turns out‌⁠‌ the Empire has‌‌​ been corrupted by⁠ black magic as‍‍ I claim, then‌⁠‌ those knights who‍​⁠ pride themselves on‌​​ being from Parcent⁠ will be seen⁠​ as trash. That’s⁠ why they want⁠​​ to refute me.‍⁠‌ And that feeling‍⁠ is projected toward‌​​ you and yours.”⁠​⁠

“I⁠‍‍ see.”

“It’s‌‌ a trait common⁠ to all humans.”⁠

Yuri‍ patted Tirbo’s shoulder.​‍

“I⁠​⁠ want to use‌‌‍ that. Humiliation comes​⁠ later. For now,‍‍ we’ll use their‍ desire.”

“Use‍‍‍ their desire?”

“With⁠ that desire… we’ll⁠​⁠ stir the magician’s‍​ desire.”

“Excuse‌⁠ me?”

***⁠

Yuri⁠⁠‌ asked Ainzer for⁠​ permission and summoned⁠⁠‍ the knights who​​‍ had studied abroad.‌

Since‌​ they sent people⁠ every year, the‌ group had grown‌⁠⁠ considerably. The Order‍ of Vengeance had‌‍⁠ about fifteen people,​‍​ including Yuri, Hernando,​‌ and Maryrose, but⁠‌ when all the⁠​‌ graduates from the‌​ Parsent Knight Academy‌​‍ were gathered, the⁠ number doubled.

Even⁠‍⁠ so, the Order‌ of Vengeance showed‌‌⁠ no tension at​ all.

“Why⁠​ did you call‍⁠ us?”

One⁠ of the knights‌‍⁠ who had studied​‍ in the Empire​ stepped forward and⁠​​ asked. Even with​‌‍ Yuri—now famous across‍​​ the continent—in front​‍⁠ of him, his⁠​‍ attitude was blatantly‌‍⁠ insolent.

From‍​​ behind, the members‍​ of the Order‍‌ of Vengeance reacted‌ irritably.

“Hey,‌ watch your attitude.”‌‍‍

“My⁠ attitude? If something’s⁠‌⁠ wrong with it,⁠ why don’t you⁠‌‍ explain it clearly?”‌⁠‍

“This⁠‌ idiot…”

Yuri⁠ calmed them with​‍ a gesture, then​⁠ put on a friendly smile.

“I⁠‌ called you because‍ you studied in‍‌​ the Empire. You’re​‍‍ all from Parsent,​ right?”

“That’s‍⁠ right.”

“Well…​‍‌ I have a little problem…”

Yuri‍ put on an​ uncomfortable expression.

“The‍ thing is…”

Then​ he mimicked a gesture he had‌ learned from watching‌​⁠ Tirbo—scratching his neck‌​‍ while leaving his‌ mouth slightly open.​‍‍ That single action​‍‌ was enough to​‌⁠ completely dissolve the‌​⁠ arrogant atmosphere that⁠‌‌ usually surrounded him,⁠‍ making him look​​ clumsy and naïve.⁠‌

Without​ going so far​⁠ as to laugh‌⁠ like Tirbo, Yuri‌ kept that pose⁠​​ and continued,

“I-I‍ thought it would​ be good if‌⁠ those who studied‌ in the Empire⁠ could help me​​‍ a little…”

“Oh,‌​ I see. Hahaha…”​⁠‌

Seeing‍ Yuri imitate Tirbo,​ the imperial knights‌ instinctively felt superior.‌‌‌

“Well,‍ leave it to‍ us. We can‌​ help you. Problems‍⁠‍ in the Empire‌​ can only be‌‍​ understood by those⁠ who have lived⁠ there.”

“Thank⁠ you. The master⁠‍ of the Magic​ Tower hasn’t agreed⁠⁠ to meet us.​ I want you‌ to go and‍‍‍ talk to him.‌ Tell him the⁠ Empire is using⁠‌ black magic.”

“Black‍ magic?”

The‌‍ knights looked at⁠⁠ each other, then‌‍ smiled and nodded.‌‍

“Yes.‍‌​ We’ll tell him‌ clearly.”

“Thanks.‍‌⁠ Gentlemen!”

Yuri‍ shook their hands‍⁠ with a big⁠‌‌ smile.

“Then,​⁠​ let’s go right‌ away.”

“Right​ now?”

“Of‍‍​ course. Is there‍‌ a problem? If‍​⁠ we don’t go‌​⁠ now, we might‌ not get another‍ chance…”

“No,⁠ it’s fine. Let’s‍​ go. Anyway, the‌​ tower is in⁠​ Mathehorn. Since you⁠ probably don’t know⁠‍‍ the area, we’ll‌⁠‌ guide you. Hahaha…”⁠​​

Ignoring⁠ the death glares‌⁠ from the Order‌ of Vengeance, the‍ imperial knights took‍ the lead and‍ began moving forward.​‍

Jared‌ approached Yuri and​⁠​ asked,

“Your‌ Highness, are you⁠‍‍ sure about this?”‍​⁠

“Why‌⁠​ do you ask?”​‌​

“Those‌‍‌ guys are looking​⁠‌ down on you.”‌

“No‌⁠⁠ adult gets angry​‍ over a child’s‍‌​ boasting. To me,‍‌‍ they’re nothing more‌ than that.”

“Oh…”‌

“Let’s‍‍⁠ see if they⁠​​ do what I expect.”

“Understood.”​​‍

The‌ mixed group of‌⁠​ imperial knights and⁠​⁠ the Order of‌ Vengeance soon arrived‍⁠​ at the Magic‌ Tower, located in⁠‌ the center of‌ Mathehorn. Though they‍​ called it a tower, from the‌‍ outside it looked⁠ more like a solid mansion.

Once‍⁠‌ inside, Hernando and‍ Maryrose took the​‍‌ lead. They climbed‌⁠ to the top‍‌‌ floor of the‍‍‌ tower and, together,​‌‍ activated a spell.⁠‍‌ On a blank⁠​‌ wall, an arch​‌⁠ appeared drawn, transforming‌ into a real‌ door.

Hernando⁠​ explained,

“This⁠​ is the interview‍​ room with the‍​ master of the‌ tower. If he​⁠ decides to receive​‍ you, you’ll be​‍ able to meet‍​ him there.”

“Yes?”‍‍‌

“By⁠ the way, neither‍‍‌ Maryrose nor I managed to get⁠​ him to show⁠ up, no matter⁠ how much we​‌ called…”

Following⁠⁠ Yuri’s instructions, Hernando⁠ scratched his neck‌ with his mouth⁠ half open, also​⁠ imitating Tirbo’s gesture.‍‍ Immediately, his appearance⁠ changed, making him​ look like an⁠⁠⁠ incompetent mage. The⁠⁠‍ effect was truly⁠ remarkable.

The⁠ knights asked,

“Our⁠‌ job is to​‍‍ go in there?”‌‍‌

“That’s⁠‌⁠ right. Go in⁠‍ and convince the⁠⁠​ master that the⁠​ Empire is involved⁠ with black magic.”‌

“Alright,‌ we’ll give it⁠​ a try.”

One⁠​ by one, the​ more than twenty​ imperial knights passed⁠ through the door⁠ and disappeared. It‌⁠ closed behind them.‍

Yuri⁠ turned to Hernando‌‌⁠ and asked,

“When​‌⁠ you said you⁠‍⁠ were investigating, you⁠​ weren’t just sitting​‍​ in there complaining,​⁠‍ were you?”

“Of⁠ course not. I conducted all kinds‍ of magical analyses.”‍​

“Yes?”‌‍​

“But,‌⁠‍ Your Highness…”

Hernando​ looked worriedly at‍ the entrance to‍‌ the room.

“How​ are those knights​ supposed to convince⁠ the master of‍ the tower? All⁠‌‌ they’ll do is‌‌ criticize you and⁠ praise the Empire.”‍‍‌

“That’s​‌ exactly why.”

“Excuse⁠​⁠ me?”

“You‍​‌ two were too‍​ naïve in your⁠‍⁠ approach.”

At⁠‍ those words, Hernando⁠‍ blinked in confusion.‌

“Naïve,‍‍ me?”

Maryrose,⁠ on the other⁠⁠ hand, winked.

“His‌‍⁠ Highness is right.​ I’m very naïve.⁠⁠‍ I don’t understand‌​‍ anything.”

Hernando‌‌​ frowned at her.‌‌‌ Maryrose looked back⁠ seriously, lifting her⁠⁠ chin.

“What‍‍‍ are you looking⁠⁠​ at?”

“I’m‍ looking at someone⁠ naïve.”

“Don’t‌ look at me.‌‌ It wears out.”​⁠⁠

“Even‌⁠‍ if you ask,​ I don’t want‌⁠ to.”

While‍​ the two argued,⁠‍ Yuri sighed and⁠ explained,

“Of⁠‍ all human desires,​ there’s one that’s‍ particularly irresistible. And​‍ mages feel it⁠‌⁠ stronger than anyone⁠ else. Do you‍‍ know what it‌ is?”

“What?”‌⁠

“It’s…”⁠

Yuri⁠‌​ opened his eyes‍ intensely.

“The⁠ desire to correct⁠‌ stupidity!”

**‍​

The⁠ imperial knights entered⁠‍​ the interview room.‌​ Unlike the exterior,⁠ the interior was​⁠ surprisingly spacious. There​‍‌ were even chairs​​⁠ prepared, exactly the‍​ number needed for‌​ everyone present.

They‍​⁠ sat in order.⁠‌‌

In​⁠ front of them⁠‍ was a table⁠​⁠ with a crystal​⁠​ sphere and an‌​‍ ostentatious empty chair.⁠ An invisible barrier‍‍‌ prevented them from⁠‌⁠ getting closer to‌‍‍ it.

One​​ of the knights​​ spoke,

“So,‌​‍ we’re supposed to‌ talk here and‍‍‌ the master of​ the tower or​‍ whatever will show⁠‌ up?”

“Seems⁠​​ like it. He‌‍​ must be listening‍ through that crystal​​ sphere.”

“Hm.”‌⁠​

They⁠⁠ exchanged glances and​‍ signals.

From​ the start, these‌‍​ knights had no⁠ intention of cooperating‍​​ with Yuri’s plan.⁠ They were sympathetic‌​ to the Empire‍​​ and didn’t believe‌ in black magic.⁠ In fact, they‌‌‍ thought Yuri was‌ conspiring with other⁠‍‌ countries to discredit⁠ the Empire.

One⁠⁠‌ of them spoke,​‍​

“Master⁠ of the Tower,⁠ can you hear‍​ us?”

“…”⁠‌

“Allow‌ me to say‍ something. Black magic‍⁠‍ doesn’t exist. His​​‍ Highness must have⁠​‌ misunderstood something. In⁠⁠⁠ fact, black magic‌​‌ isn’t as evil‌‍ as they say.‍ It’s just another‌⁠⁠ branch of magic.​‍​ And I know⁠​ what I’m talking‍‌ about. What is‌​‍ magic? It’s using‍ nature’s mana! A mage imposes his​‌​ will! And produces‌ miracles, plain and​‌⁠ simple!”

“Oh…”‌

“Not​‍ bad, this guy!”‌​

The‌​ others applauded his​‌‍ words.

“Please,⁠ scold His Highness‌ for speaking without‌‌⁠ knowing. We beg‌ you!”

Another‌ knight continued,

“That’s‌ right. Black magic?‌‍ Human sacrifices? All​‌ of that is‌‍⁠ conspiracy theory nonsense.​​​ Hahaha, how exactly‌‍⁠ is one supposed​​ to get magic‍​‍ from something like‌ that? If it’s⁠‌‍ not pure mana,‌⁠‍ magic can’t be‍​ created. I had‌⁠⁠ lessons as a child! Only the⁠​ pure mana of‍‍ nature! Only a kind and pure‍⁠ personality can feed‌⁠‍ magic!”

“Are‌ you a prodigy‍‍‍ or what?”

“This‍⁠‌ guy’s too good​‌ to be just‌ a knight.”

“Exactly!⁠​‌ You need a good heart to⁠‍⁠ use magic!”

“I⁠‍ heard that from‍ my nanny too.”⁠‍⁠

“What‍‍ if your nanny‌ was a secret‌‍​ mage?”

“These⁠‌ idiots…”

The⁠​ crystal sphere in​​ front of them⁠‌ trembled slightly, but‍‌ the knights, absorbed‌⁠ in their own⁠⁠​ words, didn’t notice.‌

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