Return of the Class 8 Mage
53. unexpected heroes (1)
The free city of 'Demijera' is not involved with any country, and is literally a 'free neutral city'. Three other major countries also recognized the need for Demidera, so the city has existed as a neutral city for hundreds of years.
"That's right here."
'Mayor' Demidera, Engolo, presided over Greenriver's own embassy. The wholesalers were the nobles of the free city, and they elected the Mayor every 6 years, and Engolo was elected as the 19th Mayor.
(ED Note: do these names, McGedie, Engolo.... sound like gigolos??)
"What about the other embassies?"
"We're taking them to every guest house."
Demydera remains neutral with the support of the three countries. Of course, they have luxurious guest houses for every country. It was superior to most of the giant mansions on the continent, 20 percent of the city budget was used to maintain such guest houses.
"You can use this guest house. And for His Highness the Crown Prince, please use the special house there. It's only for the most precious guests."
(ED Note: rip forgot if it was His Majesty for the Prince and His Majesty for the Emperor... Really true?)
Indeed, there was the largest and most luxurious mansion, within the other mansion. The Crown Prince looked at the mansion.
"Hm. Not bad, indeed."
After being satisfied, the Crown Prince nodded.
He would stay there for a week, and it was an amazing mansion.
"Hey, Tower Lord. Is there another schedule for a while?"
The Crown Prince asked the Tower Master.
His unique pride has returned.
"Until the board, we don't have a specific schedule."
"Hm, so?"
Touching his chin, he smiled. There are still many days left until the council. He was looking forward to enjoying all the entertainment of the free city.
"good. Everybody rest. Ian, come with me. Come on."
After which, the Crown Prince headed to the inside of the large mansion, followed by Ian, Oliver, the knight and the 2nd royal servant.
"Master of the Tower."
After a while, the 5th prince Ragnar summoned Tower Lord.
His voice was rather hurried, and a very small expression that most people would not recognize.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Ragnar goes to the guest house.
Tower Lord followed him calmly.
They need a place for their secret conversation.
"I won't blame you for this."
It was Ragnar's first word after arriving at the room.
'This' means Ian's unexpected interruption.
"But, the witch who stuck next to my brother,"
Ragnar has also been looking forward to this council.
It was his political debut stage. While the idiot Crown Prince wasted this precious opportunity, he planned to become the hero of this council. However, an unexpected disturbance had just appeared at the last moment.
"He keeps making me uncomfortable. This time, I felt something bad about him."
"I understand."
The Tower Master agreed.
He also felt uncomfortable with Ian, especially today.
"However, don't worry too much. Ian Page does have great magical talent, but we're dealing with diplomacy here."
Ian is 17 years old. He is not a noble, nor is he a noble. Although many show unexpected achievements, diplomacy has been out of the profession. Where can he learn the art of diplomacy?
"There are only a few things he can do with magic. He won't have a chance to talk. Even if he had the chance, he would have nothing to tell. What could the little boy think?"
The Archmage invited to the council was just a decoration, an ornament to show off the magical power of each country. Only the Tower Master might have a chance to speak.
"All processes and results of diplomacy are decided only by speeches and plans. Your Majesty, you will be the hero of this council as you have prepared."
The Tower Master also felt uneasy and angry in his mind, but they had been planning this for many years. Ivory Tower Empire, the key is the 5th prince. The Tower Lord tried not to affect the 5th prince's mind.
"Huh, so. I see, but still his existence makes me feel uncomfortable. As soon as possible, please take care of him."
Over the past 5 years, Ragnar's hatred of Ian has grown like a snowball. He tried many things to persuade Ian, but every time he failed. Most of the time, he didn't even have a chance to greet Ian.
'You dare ignore me?'
Characteristics of Ragnar surfaces are artificially made. Gifted, but gentle and kind-hearted, a prince who plans to become a great Emperor. Until he had social power, he decided to live like that. However, that bastard, Ian, took out his original characteristics for the first time.
"Remove him, by whatever means necessary,"
"Don't worry about him either."
Tower Lord has been preparing a lot since 5 years ago, to get a dangerous weapon named Ian Page. From black magic, shaman spells, to various voodoo from faraway continents.
"Soon, it will be done as you wish."
"That sounds good."
While the Tower Master and the 5th prince were having a secret conversation, Ian went to the mansion with the Crown Prince. It was not inferior to the house that Ian had received from the Emperor.
"Let's see. As I know, the Demidera night street festival is quite interesting, it must be very fun. Haha!"
The Crown Prince's mind was already full of games. He does not have a single awareness of the responsibilities of the board. If the Emperor saw him, it would make him sigh, and Ian and Oliver felt the same way.
'Imust.'
It would be the stage of Ragnar's debut, and the beginning of the Crown Prince's downfall. Although it was several years earlier than his previous life, its essence was the same.
'Dividing the forces of the conquest army, and perfectly dividing the territory and the aboriginal slaves.'
Ragnar created many benefits for the Greenriver Empire through this council in his previous life. In addition, he solved the complicated problem of dividing this region. It should be similar to his previous life.
"Only if I let him do it."
Of course, Ian wouldn't let him do that. He will do his best to prevent Ragnar from receiving any credit. To do it,
"I need that idiot."
Even though it has been 5 years, the Crown Prince is still an idiot. However, he was the only chess piece that Ian had. Although he was not a good chess piece, Ian had no choice. The Crown Prince has the authority to speak first between these embassies.
"Sighs....."
After sighing, Ian approached the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince had already ordered some servants to investigate the details of the nearby entertainment and food venues, while putting a lot of money in their hands.
"I need to sneak out, so bring me some cloth to cover myself. No fancy decorations, it will reveal me easily.The most normal fabric you can find, okay?"
"Your majesty."
"ah! And you know I hate red, right?"
"Your majesty."
"Huh? Why, Ian?"
Finally the Crown Prince looked at Ian.
His eyes were full of innocence.
"You can't go anywhere."
"What's? Wh why? We still have time many times....."
"You need to prepare."
"We can prepare for the next few days ......"
"We have to start now."
Ian's nailing. He never let the Crown Prince make excuses. The others would not dare to answer him like that, but only Ian could.
"You are the one who has the authority to speak first between embassies. If you can't say anything, the 5th prince will intercept your chance."
"To be honest, the 5th prince will be the hero of this council without a doubt. He must have been prepared all along. Do you still want him to do it?"
"Emmmmm...."
The Crown Prince's face turned ugly quickly.
The stage where the 5th prince became a hero?
The Crown Prince had never wanted it, he had preferred to die.
"H, honestly,"
With Ian's words, the Crown Prince had thought for a moment. Immediately, he took out some papers from his personal container. Then he said while handing it over to Ian.
"My father gave me some advice before I came here. Of course, he didn't give me an answer."
Ian had opened the papers. It is written in detail about the background of these councils, and what they will debate, and what problems they face. Besides it seems like the Emperor wrote it himself.
"He asked me to fill it, so I tried my best, but...."
Under the written details, there was also the Crown Prince's reply. The Emperor asked him to fill the void, and the Crown Prince tried his best. Of course it's full of rubbish. It was a bit surprising that he was actually trying to fill it.
'The emperor must be in a complicated mind.'
Ian could understand the reason why the Emperor did not give an answer. The emperor is a smart man. He knew the Crown Prince was not the type of man enough to be a good Emperor.
'He wants the Crown Prince to improve himself.'
The Crown Prince was obviously not good enough to be the next emperor, but the Emperor loved him very much. He wanted her to learn it while listening to the debates between the other talented smart men.
"To be honest, I don't know. Army troops and bla bla supplements, territory and slaves bla bla. I would definitely be laughed at if I suggested some stupid idea, so it might be better for me to keep my mouth shut."
The Crown Prince looked depressed.
He must have thought about it a lot.
He definitely wanted to escape and forget about it by playing around in the entertainment of countless cities.
'But I won't be able to fulfill the Emperor's wish.'
Wait until he learns on his own?
Sitting next to him during the debate?
Ian didn't have time to wait.
Instead, he could give her an answer.
'To prevent him from being laughed at.'
Once determined, Ian inspected the Crown Prince's bundle of papers one by one. Immediately, using mana, Ian removed the dry ink, the Crown Prince replied.
"I'll give you an answer."
"Huh? A, what answer?"
"I'll give you every board question, and every solution. So Your Majesty, until the day of the council, your duty is,"
Ian didn't write it himself.
However, many pens write in the air, automatically. They wrote everything Ian knew about the council, and its contents made Ragnar a council hero in his previous life.
"Prince. You should."
Of course, Ian had alternative plans if the Crown Prince did not manage to memorize.
However, he wanted to give the Crown Prince a chance, to build something on his own.
'And it's better to have a stronger chess piece.'
Since that day, a week has passed. Unlike the expectations of others, the Crown Prince never left the guest house even once. He didn't even sneak out. To be honest, the army knew every time he sneaked out. They just pretend they don't admit it. But this time, he really did not sneak out.
"What's he doing in the mansion?"
The imperial soldiers whispered softly.
"He called a lot of whores, maybe?"
"Ah ha, play with them inside, right?"
There were two reactions coming from the imperial soldiers. One reaction came from soldiers who still believed the old rumors that the Crown Prince was a dirty, stupid pig,
"But hasn't he changed much recently?"
"Ah yes. I told you before, didn't I? When I was guarding in the royal palace, I met him, right? Then he patted me on the shoulder and encouraged me...."
There were some soldiers who acknowledged the change of the Crown Prince during the previous 5 years. Of course, people who still did not believe him were outnumbered.
"But what is all that for? We have the 5th prince."
Of course, both cases still had more respect for the 5th prince. It's natural. Ragnar had lived a perfect life for the previous 19 years on purpose.
"Maybe this time too....."
As they grew more and more excited about this topic, a handsome blonde man was walking in from a distance, followed by a knight and a mage.
It was the Crown Prince, the captain, and the arch mage.
He finally left the mansion.
"Y, Your Majesty!"
The soldier guarding near the mansion bowed to him. They were scared because they heard rumors that a witch could raise her ears to listen to a quiet voice. Although they whispered very quietly, they could not confirm it.
"Ah, you guys are doing a good job."
Fortunately, such a tragedy did not seem to happen to them, as the Crown Prince smiled at them while waving his hands. As they knew, he would not easily ignore such rudeness.
"Y, Your Majesty, we will prepare a guard...."
"No."
The Crown Prince shook his hand.
"That's pretty close to here, no need. What's his name, the town council meeting room, right? After all, the council will be held there today, right? I just want to visit them early."
The soldiers know it.
They were ordered to bring the Crown Prince to the place in the afternoon.
The problem is that it was morning.
Why did he go to the meeting room this early in the morning?
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, but the first meeting will be held today afternoon ...."
"I know, I know. I just want to practice."
Practice? Practice what?
With curious eyes, the soldiers looked up for a moment, to examine the Crown Prince's face.
"......?"
Immediately, every soldier was shocked. There was no mischievous facial expression on the Crown Prince, but he looked extremely tired. Look at the dark shadows under her eyes, the withered chick and the purple-colored lips. They didn't know what had happened to him, but it seemed like he was going through great suffering.
'What did he do?'
Did he really play around with prostitutes all day and night?
But then, what kind of training should he do?
The soldiers did not dare to imagine what he meant.
'Don't know.'
The army gave up guessing about it.
They stepped back and made way for the Crown Prince and his followers.
'Anything! He's with the captain and arch mage, he doesn't need our guards.'
The army does not know.
In the council between the three countries that will probably last a few more days,
unexpected consequences will shake the board,
and change the fate of the Crown Prince, Hayden