Become Tyrant On My Own Way
Chapter 94 – VISIT TO THE HOLY TEMPLE
The head of the holy temple then invited me into his room. However, as soon as Albert was about to enter, the middle-aged monk immediately prevented him. I pacified Albert until finally, though grimacing, he was willing to wait outside with the middle-aged monk.
“An honor for your visit, Your Highness Prince.”
Although the words of the head of the holy temple seem friendly, but there is no visible sincerity behind his words. The one, instead, looks the old wolf trying to hide his fangs.
“No, no, no. It is precisely me who is honored at your invitation, Monk Vindycta.”
“Oho, I'm flattered to hear that, Your Highness Prince. Lately, I have indeed heard a lot about the success of His Highness the Prince. Not only did it manage to overcome the crisis in the western city, to the extent that it also overcame the deadly plague in the northern city. After I met His Majesty in person, now I understand. That's apparently because you are indeed a person who is good at taking the hearts of others.”
Instead of praising me as talented, Rahib Vindycta prefers to say that I am a person who is good at taking the hearts of others. It's clear what he's trying to say. All the achievements I have achieved so far are not purely for my hard work efforts, but only because I am good at standing in front of taking the achievements of others by appearing as the leader.
“Hahahahaha. Is that what you think it is? I'm so honored to hear that. But by the way, isn't it time for you to reveal your purpose of inviting me here?”
I honestly don't want to linger here anymore feeling this awkward atmosphere. I immediately told him to go to the point.
“By the way, Your Highness the Prince, what do you think of the existence of gods?”
“Ha, if based on the understanding of the sacred temple of the sacred fire worshiper sect, is not it a kind of spirit gathered from the existence of the belief of the worshipers of holy fire?”
I wanted to vomit saying that. Clearly in the ancient empire that was the origin of the Meglovian Kingdom, there is absolutely no history of worship of inanimate objects. Worshiping holy fire, worshiping the sun, worshiping the stars, everything is just nonsense.
The holy temple has actually covered up the existence of the real god with an absurd thing that tells us to worship inanimate objects that clearly will never give any benefit to living beings. With a shrewd look, the sacred temple covered all true history, even with all the intelligence I gathered, I could not find a single archive.
“Your Highness Prince is indeed knowledgeable..”.
“Saying is enough with those pleasantries. There's no way you invited me here just to listen to a religious lecture right?”
I immediately cut off the old wolf's speech before it crept everywhere further.
“Alright, Your Highness Prince. I'm getting your point. But before that, did you know the role of the sacred temple for the kingdom? As a religious organization, we assume the role of supporting the kingdom from the side. Without the holy temple, people's lives would be filled with anxiety. We play a role to calm the hearts of people who are overwhelmed by anxiety for the realization of synergy and harmony with government policies.”
“The basis on which our organization stands is trust. It sounded absurd, but it was actually the strongest foundation that was as different as one would imagine. However, that strongest foundation at once had a very vulnerable weak point that was very easy to destroy. And just now His Highness the Prince has touched that vulnerable part. If left this way, the existence of the sacred temple can be destroyed.”
He spoke at length smartass, but at the end of the day he apparently asked me to fix the image of his broken organization that he was no longer able to handle alone.
“That's enough. I more or less understood the outline. It's about the cholera incident yesterday right?”
To my answer, Rahib Vindycta nodded his head.
“Not that I also intentionally caused the problem. It naturally occurs by factors we cannot control. But I have indeed thought of a solution to socialize to the public about the contribution of holy fire magic to the handling of the cholera outbreak. After all, I am not a shameless person who will take on alone the achievements that should belong together.”
“Thank you for your understanding, Your Highness Prince.”
“If there is no need anymore, I say retreat first, Monk Vindycta.”
After a grueling conversation, Albert and I left the temple and were escorted back by the middle-aged monk.
However, suddenly something unexpected happened at the end of the road just as we were about to leave the central sacred temple building.
“Puk.”
“Go you base of despicable demons!”
A group of children who appeared to be holy temple visitors from among the commoners, immediately pelted me with stones.
Albert and I could clearly see how the middle-aged monk laughed in secret before scolding the children for being disrespectful to a prince and asking me not to extend this matter alone was because they were still children who knew nothing.
Is this some sort of stratagem from the sacred temple? Were those children deliberately told by them to be rude to me in order to humiliate me in public?
One thing I can conclude about how the middle-aged monk seemed to be unhesitating in the slightest concealing his hidden laughter that seemed to provoke me. It will develop into even more insolent bullying if I let it finish here.
It's not a problem they're still kids or how. Precisely because we are still children, we must give them the right education so that when they grow up, they do not go down the wrong path.
I finally told Albert to call the palace soldiers to discipline the children and find out about whether the mastermind told him to do the act.
Unexpectedly, it turned out that the middle-aged monk himself was behind the scenes of the children's actions. Instantly the problem became great because this was an instinct for the royal family carried out by one of the members of the holy temple itself who should be the support and loyal servants of the kingdom.
Under royal law, any act of instinct against the royal family as both perpetrator and instigator will be subject to the death penalty. Of course, there is a ban on the death penalty for children under the age of 12, but instead, it is their parents who will receive the death penalty.
How do I respond to it? Do whatever I care about them.
But it is unfair if the parents of the children were also sentenced to death only for trivial matters. I finally decided to grant amnesty to all of them. After all, surely with a major incident like this, the children have been knocked over and will no longer do things that are beyond the limits of their parents' ability to handle.
At the same time, their parents will be more intensive in watching their children to better maintain their behavior in the community.
So what about the fate of the middle-aged monk? There was no reason for me to cover him since he himself had submerged himself into a mud pit. So why should I save him? You will reap for yourself what you sow. It is a law of nature that no one can dispute.
It's not about me being so angry that I put the death penalty on him. It was indeed according to what was written on the royal law that became the highest guideline in running the government in the Kingdom of Meglovia.
What was beyond my expectations was that when his men were sentenced to death, Rahib Vindycta quickly severed his ties with him as if a lizard was severing his tail. He had no intention at all to defend his men under the pretext of his loyalty to the kingdom.
Do you think I am cruel? But to me it's better to act like a mad dog than to act like a pessimistic coward who ignores all the other people. Thus, at least my enemies would think twice before bothering me. Don't you agree with that too?