CH 80.2

When the nobles who came to seek his audience had left in exasperation, Camille exhaled heavily and sat down deeply on the sofa, while his second butler took away the cold tea and brewed a new cup of tea.

“Is that all right, sir?”

“No problem. The problem will not be solved just because the King has been replaced now. They just want to suck the sweet sap after the King has been replaced.”

It was true that if Camille became king, confiscated the property of the nobles of the Royal Capital, and distributed the crops around the Royal Capital to the bad harvest areas, the chaos would temporarily stop.

However, with the subsequent decline in national power and the aristocrats of the Royal Capital as enemies, it would take overwhelming charisma and a politics of fear to repel even the interference of other countries.

Camille envisioned three girls who could do it, and laughed at himself.

“Camille-sama…?”

“No, I’m really realizing how small my capabilities are. I can never be a King. I’m the kind of person who still thinks first about his fiancée who left the country, rather than the future of this country.”

The trusted servants in the room look at Camille with warm eyes as he mocks himself.

Camille had not yet left the country, partly because he was under close surveillance by his brother, the king, and another reason was he was in great danger of assassination on his way to his mother’s homeland, but also because he was investigating the cause of the people’s suffering to end it quickly.

Some of the sorcerers’ guilds and commercial guilds – those who had been in close contact with Carol, the adventurer – were cooperating with this investigation.

As part of the process, it was reported that the existence of the “beloved child” was relevant, but the investigation was apparently having difficulty because the atmosphere in the Royal Capital was such an atmosphere that even a further suspicion of the beloved child could lead to imprisonment.

“Camille-sama, a letter was just delivered from that commercial guild from Nicholas, the first butler who went on an inspection tour.”

“Let me see it.”

Unexpected to receive a report from Nicholas so soon, Camille leaned forward to receive the letter, opened the seal, and examined its contents.

The contents of the letter, ostensibly in consideration of censorship, described the contents of his inspection of the countryside, but there were certain key phrases, and after reading them, Camille leaned back against the sofa.

“I see… that’s good.”

The message said that Carol was safe. She was staying with a daemon tribe. The Queen and Duke Prata were found dead.

And Carol apparently wouldn’t stay on the run, but would make things happen in time for Flare’s execution.

“I would have preferred her to be in a safe place if possible, but… it’s certainly not like her.”

This time, Camille’s eyes had regained their vigor as he chuckled.

“Then I still have to work too, don’t I?”