I’m Going to Destroy this Country

“What? The Red took a vision potion and went to the sickroom?”

Hirei Berit, the Gold Cardinal, raised his blood pressure. Of course, under normal circumstances, Gold wouldn’t have cared what the Red did.

Why, you ask?

Because 8 out of 10 things the Red Cardinal did were for his own amusement. There was nothing good about being swayed by him.

But the remaining 2 out of 10 were the problem.

Usually, you can ignore it, but when it’s one of those 2 cases, you have to be on high alert. Because that’s when the Red reveals their true colors to the extent of harming other faiths.

Witch hunts, bloody inquisitions, and family wars were exactly those times. And right now is the time to be wary.

‘These crazy bastards. Of all things, Sephet’s vision potion?’

Each family had special secret elixirs that only they could make. The effects vary, but the common effect is wound recovery through body activation.

They’re taking that to Isaac?

What does that mean?

‘Are those Sephets finally trying to interfere with us?’

They’re going to make Isaac recover instantly and send him out for choosing a god.

But the Berit family couldn’t let Isaac go to that place at all.

No, he mustn’t be sent out!

‘The Supreme God will come out!’

It’s not for nothing that they even gave Isaac a special room in the Papacy’s sickroom.

They intended to appease him as much as possible while delaying treatment and making him stick to the bed. For the Berit family, they were putting in quite a bit of effort.

But not only the Black Cardinal, now even the Red Cardinal!

‘These unhelpful bastards.’

As it is, due to the Black Pentagon, all the apprentices are choosing a god at this Offering Ritual, aren’t they? And once it becomes a Pentagon task, it will be revealed to everyone which god they will make a contract with.

But these crazy bastards! Who are they trying to recover and send out where?

Moreover, the Red’s vision potion?

‘I need to at least make him fail the summoning, but they’re trying to add fuel to the fire?’

In particular, the Red family’s potion had the effect of increasing compatibility with the connected god.

Moreover, the Supreme God is a god that even the Pope and Gold’s direct line couldn’t choose.

If word gets out that the Blue’s kid chose it, something truly irreversible will happen.

So according to the original plan, they were going to make him unable to go to the official god selection and give him a suitable god as an additional selection.

That’s why the Gold Cardinal instructed his attendant.

“No matter what, stop him from taking the potion. He must not be sent out for choosing a god.”

This was a matter that could shake the foundation of the Empire.

But the attendant bowed his head and told him not to worry too much.

“Why would the Blue take the Red’s vision potion? They’re the kind of people who would mix truth serum into it.”

Yeah. That’s right.

There’s no way he’d take it unless he’s out of his mind.

Yeah. If he’s in his right mind, that is.

…

‘Damn it! It tastes fucking delicious!’

The problem is that Isaac isn’t just out of his mind, he’s a crazy bastard.

Isaac chugged down the Red’s vision potion, gulping it down.

The Red’s vision potion, which tasted like red wine, burned Isaac’s throat as it went down smoothly. No, it went down so smoothly that, heh, this will get him drunk.

If the Gold’s vision potion looks like a solid pill shaped like iron dung, though it was called the elixir, these guys have well-fermented wine. It tastes fucking amazing, it’s crazy.

And seeing that sight, Naiser had an expression that was either smiling or crying.

‘Drinking a vision potion that costs an astronomical amount just like water…’

Is it really okay to do this, Father? Is it okay to feed him something even I couldn’t eat? Huh??

“Heh, this tastes fucking amazing. You guys must be good at making alcohol too, right?”

Naiser held his forehead.

“Yeah… Sephet is based in the southern territory. For wine and oil, they’re the best in the Empire… No, wait. How long are you going to drink that…”

“Why? Didn’t you say to drink as much as I want?”

“No, even I haven’t been able to drink that… No, that’s not it, I said to drink just a single drop…”

“Really? Drink just a single drop? Seriously?”

At Isaac’s tiger-like gaze, Naiser sighed and looked at the sky.

“…No. Drink to your heart’s content. Yeah.”

Gulp, gulp, gulppp!

As even the last precious drop of that potion went down Isaac’s throat, Naiser felt like crying.

Damn it. That bastard got to drink a potion that even he, the heir of the Red family, couldn’t drink! That precious vision potion that only his older brothers got to drink, that kind of bastard got to drink it!!

No, if only that bastard was the only one drinking it, he wouldn’t even say anything!

“Hey, can we really drink this too?”

“Didn’t they bring this for Isaac?”

“Don’t be shy and have a glass each, both of you.”

Why the hell!

Why are Lilai and Shuri also gobbling up this precious thing!

The two seemed quite reluctant to take the potion, but Isaac forced them to drink it.

And if they received and ate such a precious thing, they should at least eat it gratefully.

“For something expensive, it tastes like shit.”

“The ones we make don’t taste like this.”

These damn Blue bastards!

‘They’ve never even seen something like this normally! Do they even know the taste of elixirs?’

As the faith of patience, the Blue originally relied on vision potions less and stupidly honed themselves.

They only take elixirs when they’re prepared to die in a fight and need to burn their last fire. Not only do they not take vision potions well, but even if they have them, they tend to sell them and give them to their vassals.

To that extent, the elixirs should work well on them, so they should be grateful! Bastards whose financial scale is inferior to the Red family!

“It would be too bitter for Isaac. Next time, make it better so that Isaac likes it.”

Argh!

Naiser felt wronged, but he couldn’t say anything.

‘Because the Blue went on strike because of that one brat.’

The Blue’s strike also turned into a blade for the Red. When the Blue stopped moving, the Red’s businesses that were organically intertwined with them also came to a complete halt.

‘Damn it, who would have thought the Blue would do something like a strike!’

Of course, they didn’t just sit still either. In the nobles’ fight, securing justification first was the top priority.

-Stop the strike and apologize for tarnishing the Red’s honor. Otherwise, we will completely suspend all businesses linked to the Blue!

-We will also expel all the Blue people residing in the southern lands!

If they came out strongly like that, they thought the Blue would back down to some extent. Because the Blue usually yielded when their vassals were touched.

But before the Blue could back down, rather, the merchant groups in between flocked to the Blue as if it was a good thing-

-Can we trust the Red family who lost the Sixth Demon? Rather than trusting those fickle bastards, we’d rather trust the Blue.

-It’s not good for us if the strike is prolonged.

-Rather, it’s a good thing. Take this opportunity to go to the Blue. Hasn’t the Blue become trustworthy recently too?

-Aha. You mean young master Isaac?

-?!

Rather, big shots who were in the Red showed signs of defecting.

Anyway, if it turned into a prolonged battle, the Red’s losses were quite significant. If they could just brush it off with a single vision potion, it would be a cheap price to pay.

And that wasn’t the only purpose.

‘First, heal this guy and send him out for choosing a god.’

Have the Red family’s god summoned there and examine Isaac!

Well, if Isaac chooses a high-ranking god, they might be the ones getting attacked instead, but it was fine.

‘There’s no way that bastard can choose a high-ranking god.’

With that level of faith? Hah, a passing dog would laugh first. There’s no way he missaw the goddess statue opening her eyes wide back then.

‘That bastard is definitely a traitor.’

And above all, Naiser wasn’t just feeding him that drink.

‘There’s a truth serum in there. He should feel like his throat is being slit by now.’

‘Heh. It feels like my throat is being slit, slit!’

Isaac flipped the bottle over, burping loudly. Compared to the Blue who wouldn’t even let a young child drink alcohol, Sephet! How lovely are these guys!

‘Well, it does seem like there’s a truth serum mixed in.’

As evidence, the expressions of the two people whom he gave a drink first to see if it was harmless to Isaac were dazed.

“Our cute Isaac, hurry and grow up so we can go crush the Skeleton King’s skull together with this uncle.”

“Ah, damn Isaac. Actually, I once put boogers in your food… Blargh!!”

Ha, these stupid priest bastards.

Why are these guys using magic cores even for truth serums? Of course, magic cores are the best for drugs that harm priests. So Isaac understands that.

‘But if you look at me expectantly like that, I feel guilty.’

[…Do you even have a conscience?]

I do. That’s why I’m quietly emptying the bottle.

[Your conscience is quite distorted.]

How round, pretty, and upright is his conscience?

‘Well, even if it’s not a truth serum mixed with magic cores, a normal truth serum would be a bit dangerous for me too.’

But even so, this is the land of priests. Would these dirty priests think of using a normal truth serum on fellow priests! Haha!

Anyway, if they’re going to mix magic cores into delicious alcohol, there’s no reason to refuse! Well, the two Blue people have already passed out, probably due to the poisonous energy of the magic cores.

[It seems to have a blessing effect too. It will be useful when choosing a god.]

Yeah, his faith is in this state, so he had no intention of choosing a god the normal way anyway. But still, it’s better to be in top condition when doing it. It would be a family disgrace if the summoning fails.

Isaac tapped the empty bottle and said:

“Ah, it’s all gone. Hiccup.”

“Oh, so now you’re in the mood to end the strike?”

“No. Give me more.”

“…What?”

“Give me one more bottle.”

“What the hell, man?!”

“You have one more in your bosom, don’t you?”

“No, this is…!”

Naiser reflexively touched his chest.

This bastard, how did he know… No, this is the blessing potion he prepared for his own god selection.

As if he’d give him the one he saved to choose his patron god!

But Isaac’s eyes gleamed even more.

“If you don’t give it to me, I’ll tell them to continue the strike.”

“Damn it! Then just one sip, just one sip… Ah! No more! Stop drinking!”

In the end, Isaac snatched away even the blessing potion Naiser had and smacked his lips.

Is this cognac, not wine? The Red family’s elixirs are all fucking alcohol, so it’s fucking great.

Naiser despaired as he looked at his own empty elixir bottle. It was a special gift he received from the family head for his own god selection…!

‘Endure it. Endure!’

Now with this, the strike issue will be resolved too, and he can send that bastard to the god selection place…

“Hey. Got any more? There’s more at your house, right?”

“Are you trying to bankrupt someone else’s family?!”

But Naiser, who was raising his blood pressure, soon had an ‘uh-oh’ moment.

‘No. It’s even better if he says he’ll come to the house!’

Isn’t he willingly coming to be interrogated!

Naiser hurriedly grabbed Isaac.

“No, it’s fine. Let’s go! I’ll help you choose a good god!”

“But my legs still hurt from the injury.”

“Oh, really? Then I’ll give you my equipment. These are shoes that help with movement. With these, you can move comfortably and quickly.”

Isaac grinned as he put on the shoes he received.

“Ah, what to do. I think I need to train before choosing a god because I lack holy power. I don’t think I can go to your house.”

“I’ll lend you a sacred treasure that increases holy power!”

“Ah. I want to choose a good god, but I think I need to train more with this.”

“Argh! I’ll lend you one more, so…!”

In the end, Naiser, who had all his sacred treasures taken away, panted.

“There! Now let’s go!”

“And food.”

“Argh! You’re really pushing it!”

It was when Naiser ordered expensive snacks with his own money.

“Good news! Cardinals have finally found the Sixth Demon!”

“What? Is that true?”

“We can catch him again!”

“Yes! So they requested support from the Papacy!”

“Ooooh! It’s done, it’s done!”

The inside of the Papacy began to flutter with the news of the Fourteen Demons.

Naiser clicked his tongue at the commotion.

“You should maintain your dignity. Well, it’s none of our business anyway. Anyway, you’ve eaten and borrowed things, so now let’s go ho…”

But when Naiser turned his head, his eyes widened.

“What the, where did this bastard go! Hey!”

Naiser pulled his hair at the sight of Isaac, who had disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile, Isaac, who had pulled a dine and dash, escaped the Papacy with the power of the shoes.

Well, going to the Red family in this state is like entering a tiger’s den. If he’s going to go, he needs to make them more desperate.

‘That subordinate bastard is stubborn. Nom nom.’

It was a bonus that he got to eat expensive snacks.

Well, he’s worried about his subordinate, but it’s better for both of them not to face each other right now.

There was something he was more concerned about. When the surrounding bastards come out like this, he can’t help but be concerned.

‘The Red is trying to make me choose a god. The Gold is desperately trying to stop it.’

Is that all?

The White left a note saying ‘good luck’.

Even the Black Cardinal suddenly made choosing a god the evaluation task, which is strange.

‘They wouldn’t do this just for a nameless low-ranking god.’

Just who is it?

I’ll have to find out.

But then, as if on cue, there was someone who could give him that answer right in front of his eyes.