genius prince vol 8: ch 13

“If you think of your highness's achievements, your height may grow, but your back will not be curled."

"Achievements, etc., after all, it just meshed with the current of the times."

Wayne shrugged his shoulders, but Cardomeria shakes her head.

" How many people can't keep up with the times ? Natra is lucky to have his Royal Highness the Crown Prince in this upheaval."

"Well, I'm not sure if I was really lucky yet."

Wayne said.

"Anyway, the flow of the times will be even more intense. Will I be Natra's savior in future generations or a quack who only prolonged the life of the country that was dead......the verdict will only be made after everything is over. "

"I see ... you're right."

"Let's say, a ridiculous rogue wave is just around the corner."

Wayne ironically said, but Cardomeria parried and smiled.

"Shall I reach out when His Highness is about to drown?"

"Thank you for the offer, but you may get drown."

"Fufu, if i drown with His  Highness, that would be fun."

Meanwhile, the party arrives in front of a large door. When Cardomeria's subordinates opened the door, they saw a large room, a throne placed behind it, and a human sitting on the throne.

"--- Your Highness Wayne has arrived."

The person, who was deeply meditating on Cardomeria's words, slowly raised his eyelids.

(This guy ...)

Holy King Silverio. There was a man sitting at the top of the levetian religion of the Holy saint.

"His Highness, please go ahead"

Prompted by Cardomeria, Wayne observes Silverio.  as he walks through the audience. As far as he can see, he is a very old person. His back is petite and his hands are like dead trees. Perhaps because of his aging, his eyes are cloudy and his legs are bad, and a cane is leaning beside him. If he does poorly, he may be crushed by the robe I'm wearing -- the impression is so weak that I think so.

( Thinking of the people affected by the disaster, he continued to pray for a bridge without drinking or eating for a month, and climbed into the bandit's fortress alone and persuaded them, but I heard the appropriate reputation. But they were all trained by Cardomeria, and in reality they were puppets...)

Compared to Cardomeria, who stood next to the Holy King . you will see that cardomeria is full of youth on one side and the Holy King Silverio is like a decaying grove on the other side. It is no wonder that the Holy King is said to have had his life force sucked out by the Witch.

However, there was no piece of carelessness in Wayne's mind.

(After all, he is the man with the most precious blood in the world.)

While many other elected saints have royal status, Silverio is the Holy King, but he has no secular status. If he stepped down from the position of Holy King, he would become a mere clergyman. But even if that were to happen, he would never be treated as a priest. Because Silverio is the founder of Levetian-that is, the descendant of Levetian.

(I can't speak for others either, but I'm amazed that his bloodline is still accurate from hundreds of years ago.)

One of the conditions for becoming a Holy saint is to have the blood of his founder Levetia or his high-ranking disciples. But he is a person of the past. The blood lineage is complicated and unclear, and it is not uncommon for him to be forced into the bloodline with power and money. It's unclear if most of the current members of the Holy saint are really bloody, so it's a big deal.

Wayne and Silverio are rare examples of clear blood ties. However, of course, there is a difference in the value of the blood between Wayne, a descendant of his younger brother, and Silverio, the descendant of the founder.

The Silverio family is born in Lucian, spends its life in Lucian, and lives out its life as a Lucian clergyman, but in the process, most of them become elective saints and even holy-kings.

(When an elected saint with a secular position is made a holy king, the country to which he belongs gains power.

There are many cases in which the family of Silverio, which has no secular position or territory, is offered the position of holy king as a result of checks and balances, because they do not want to create such an outlier state. As a result, a noble lineage that has produced numerous holy kings has been completed.)

This exquisite position is no doubt intended, of course. Wayne does not value bloodline in the slightest, but he understands that there are many people who value bloodline. The Silverio family probably feels the same way. That is why they have continued to increase the value of their blood over the years.

He is a set of descendants of a clan who accomplishes such a conspiracy and a witch who loves to drive people to ruin. Anyone who can relax with this must fall asleep even in front of a hungry tiger.

"... It is a pleasure to meet you, Your Eminence. I have come from Natra to accept your invitation to the holy meeting."

Wayne looks at Silverio, uttering a standard greeting. However, there is no reaction. Suddenly he whispered to Cardomeria beside him, wondering if let alone his eyes. He can't hear from here, but Cardomeria nods a little.

"I'm very welcome to visit you."

It is not unusual for a ruler not to speak directly with vassals and people in order to maintain his mystique. In this case, but it might be troublesome to raise the voice from the age.

(But the reaction is hard to read. I'd like to explore the Holy King a little more-)

If you think that.

" The Election Conference will be held the day after tomorrow. Until then, please stay in the mansion we have prepared for you and recover from your journey."

Wayne inwardly clucked his tongue as he was forced to quickly end the conversation.

"Thank you for your concern, but before that, I would like to ask His Eminence again for the true intention of calling me to this congregation."

Yes Wayne cuts in, but Cardomeria replied as if she expected.

"As I mentioned in my letter, there are now signs of turmoil across the Vuno continent. Especially when the turmoil of the eastern empire will spread to the west. How will we deal with it at this congress? we planning to discuss it, but I've invited you to hear the opinion of His Royal Highness Wayne, who has a deep insight into the empire. "

"... I see, I understand."

As I responded, I glanced at the Holy King, but he didn't move an inch. It seems that we cannot expect a spontaneous reaction from him.

(  should I try provoke him ?)

It's a few steps to the Holy King of Thrones. The escort is also thin. If you want to do it, you can approach it. Is the sentiment that the holy king shows at such time confusion, fear, or anger ?

(Because the witnesses have not been dealt with and the escape route has not been secured, it is not realistic to manage the Holy King here, but for example, one step-)

What happens if you take a step forward? A moment when he thought so, a white blade was struck at his throat.

Wayne reflexively stepped back.

"How was it? Your Highness Wayne"

Cardomeria suspiciously tilted his neck. Wayne notices it. I can't find the blade anywhere

(This guy......)

Intimidating enough to give the illusion that the blade has been struck. Not Cardomeria. Other escorts are confused by Wayne's appearance. The only thing that doesn't make a tremor-only the Holy King. Wayne smiled lightly, feeling the sweat on his temples.

"... No, don't worry. It seems that I'm a little tired of traveling."

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