
“Good. Then your highness please arrange the documentation of our contract. Then, by the way, isn't the person there a little tense because of you, aren't you trying to cheer him up?”
I chuckle. Jean Jacques was staring at us with our conversation. The look on his face fell between despair in ignorance of what exactly we were talking about. His body gasped when Claude and I looked at him.
“Is there a problem, Commander?”
The trembling Jean Jacques did not know what to say, his lips went up and down, then he steeled himself and looked at the figure of the leader in front of him.
“Y-the noble, please say, are you seriously stating the agreement?”
“Ya, sure. Is there anything that bothers you that I can't do this with Saint?” and Claude answered. Even his expression when I was different, he never smiled at others who made him disinterested.
“You are the emblem of this country. And make such an agreement, will not your name be the subject of public discussion. If the queen knows about this, then she..”.
“Commander.”
Hush up!
A beautiful golden aura. That's what it looks like. But when it was felt, it was extremely gripping and suffocating. It was as if just the aura coming out of Claude's body could make one hallucinate seeing their own self-destruction. I'm fine because I'm resistant to this, but I'm not sure about Jean Jacques.
Jean Jacques' body trembled.
“Do you try to say that I have no right to act? Actually you are on whose side the commander is. If you don't like the way I make decisions, I won't stop you from going by my side.”
It is a pity that I saw Jean Jacques as a commander but helpless in front of his master. It looks like oppression. But what oppression? He could be free if he wanted to then why didn't he run away from this side of the madman. Well, it's none of my business in pitying him.
“I will not play the game that the queen prepared. Don't ever mention the guy's name or his title in front of me.”
“...Well, prince.” he can not fight, in the end he resigned.
After the affair with Jean Jacques was over, Claude looked at me and spoke with a smile back.
“Let's continue the conversation. Ah, where we were..” Claude tried to think up where our topic went. Before he finished thinking I was talking first.
“Yes noble, about the advantages you said.”
“Ah, right about that.” cutely she clapped her hand with a small punch. “Then, how...?”
“I want to ask.”
“Ya, please.”
“Au— No. I'd like to speak to you, your highness the crown prince Claude La Zariel.”
At that moment Claude was a little surprised by the change in flow that occurred. And my next words, made a shock in the emotional.
“Can you be faster to ascend the throne?”
Claude was surprised, his eyes wide open. Same with Jean Jacques. Don't say anything more, he has now drawn his sword.
“Saint! What are you saying!? That means you want a rebellion against the royal family! His sentence is not only limited to prison you know it!”
Why do I hate this type of person seems like I can tell right away. I looked at him with a down look.
“What are you talking about commander. I said something that I think is a must. It's about the benefits of our agreement, that's of course. Then is it not when the noble is appointed king, that my advantage may be seen. If only use his name when his noble is only this limited, what I get.”
“Stay alone it—”
I cut his sentence in anger, “Please do not underestimate me, commander. Do you think I'm as hypocritical as it says a jurisdiction that could destroy myself.”
Then when I was in a conflict with Jean Jacques, Claude chuckled there.
“No, no. It's just that your statement surprised me so much that I didn't know what to respond to.”
Jean Jacques was involved in screaming.
“Your majesty are you going to let it go!?”
Then the coldest answer was something he got.
“Commander, you're too noisy.”
Then Jean Jacques didn't understand anymore, why it was like he was wrong here. Is he just stupid or just can't follow the direction of their conversation. Right, from the start he had forgotten that it was not because he did not understand this scenario. But he wasn't crazy enough to get involved in this conversation.
Yeah, now he's conscious. Why did he goosebumps, why was he scared, now he knows everything. The two people who were in front of him, were too similar. Both lost their minds in morality.
It was as if there were two demons chatting in a way to destroy the world. The two demons looked at him. Ah, haha, I won't be able to understand the way these two people thought.
“I want to ask why you want me to quickly ascend the throne.”
“Isn't this for the benefit of each. I myself do not know how you will use me, nor will I. Therefore I want to see if it can be proved.”
“And the proof is that you want to use my name not as a crown prince but as a king, is that it?”
“Haha... I'm glad you quickly caught my point, your highness.”
“No no, Saint is just too smart.”
Jean Jacques thought. If any longer than this were to hear their talk, soon the time for madness would come.
“But, if that is what I do then there will be a great conflict of division between the nobles.” Claude touched his chin as if he was thinking of a plan. “You know the nobility now can not be set easily.”
Hearing her words, I can only smile.
“Isn't it easy if it's you, your majesty.”
Claude paused for a moment, he even lowered the hand that touched his chin, his pupils widened and there was a slight tremor. He knew, what the words meant he knew fully, what this cunning demon in front of him actually wanted from him.
“Haha, so. So that's what you mean Saint.” Claude put on his crazy face as he squeezed and pulled his hair up. “I don't know if you're that terrible, Saint.”
“Thank you, praise from your majesty is too much for me.”
Jean Jacques who was confused about what they were talking about could only go so hard. ‘What? What were they talking about with that horrible smile?!’ he'll never know.
Claude chuckles and talks “But, it will take a little time.”
“I am a person who can be very patient.” my casual answer.
“Wah, you really really are..”
“During the wait, it would be better if we often meet and talk about other work that is a little more profitable for future plans.”
“Hahaha, of course. I'll invite you when I'm not too busy.”
“Thank you very much.”
In the end, Jean Jacques, he could not understand what they were discussing lightly and casually. It was like waiting for a terrible tragedy to come.
“I can't wait for Saint to see that future with my own two eyes.”
Only a fellow madman could understand each other what they were thinking.