I’m Going to Destroy this Country

Isaac smoothly moved his hand to his waist. Soon, what he drew from his waist was the golden rattle!

At that bold action, the pupils of the Eshua family shook.

‘Isaac! You can’t!’

‘Not the rattle!’

Of course, it’s no longer a rattle, but to the Eshua family, it’s still recognized as the ferocious weapon that is the rattle.

‘How many people have been sent flying by that rattle!’

‘All the new recruits were hit and sent flying by that thing!’

When even Lilai, the world’s greatest doting uncle, is trembling with anxiety, that says it all.

Sure enough, Shuri hurriedly grabbed Isaac’s arm. He shook his head left and right with a terrified face.

‘No. Kid. No! Not to royalty! The moment you lay hands on royalty, it’s really over!’

At that gaze, Isaac looked at Shuri as if he was pathetic.

‘Hey. I’m not completely thoughtless.’

‘Then why are you drawing that?!’

‘Ah. This is just habit.’

Really?

‘Don’t worry. I don’t intend to be too harsh on the Prince.’

Isaac tapped his own shoulder with the golden rod.

At that sight, Shuri and Lilai were relieved…

“If you’re going to whine like a baby about hair color, you should go suck on your mother’s milk some more.”

Isaaaaac!!

You should have just hit him with the rattle instead!!

At Isaac’s words, the 3rd Prince looked at Isaac as if doubting his ears, and his brother and uncle trembled in fear.

But Isaac didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping.

“How on earth did your mother raise you? Ah, were you raised by a wet nurse so you have no manners?”

Isaaaaac! His mother is Her Majesty the Empress!

“Ah. Sorry. That was just talking to myself.”

What kind of talking to yourself is that! Everyone can hear you!

However, Isaac sneered at Prince Lucas with a pathetic look.

“What? The blonde hair that’s the glory of the Empire? Does plastering all that gold on your head make you work better, make money come out, or make you think about the Empire’s people? I don’t know what’s so great about you compared to your brother. Isn’t all you can do is hide behind the Pope’s skirts?”

“…You! How dare you!”

As Prince Lucas widened his eyes, Isaac smiled mischievously.

“Ah. By the way, this isn’t about Your Highness, it’s about some dimwit in front of me, so don’t misunderstand. You’re not so narcissistic as to think it’s about yourself, are you, Prince Lucas?”

No, it’s not narcissism, it’s clearly about Lucas no matter how you look at it!!!

“I didn’t mention any names, you know?”

Isaaaaac! Just because there’s no subject doesn’t mean everything’s okay!!

At his uncle’s gaze, Isaac pointed at Shuri nonchalantly.

“For your reference, I was insulting the blonde kid from our house.”

Shuri held back tears.

You crazy bastard! I’m not blonde!!

However, Lucas’s face had already turned red as if sufficiently humiliated. His lips twitched, unable to know what to say, and his face stiff with humiliation was surely one of reason and emotion fighting.

He probably has never heard such words before. No, if a Prince had heard such words, that would be a big problem in itself.

Finally, Lucas swallowed his fist and glared at Isaac.

“I see clearly how the young lord thinks of me.”

Oh, he still maintained his reason as a Prince in his own way?

“You’ve been hanging out with my brother, so your thought process has become similar.”

And it seems this side chose to fight with words instead of fists too?

Prince Lucas smiled provocatively, as if trying to return the favor.

“If you stay with that pair of siblings, your hair color will turn black too? Are you okay with that?”

“So what if it does?”

“…What?”

Lucas doubted his ears, and this time both the Crown Prince and Imperial Princess looked surprised.

And at Isaac’s reaction, Lucas asked again as if wondering if he heard correctly.

“I’m saying your platinum blonde hair will turn black?!”

“…So what?”

This time even his family was surprised. Shuri exclaimed in shock to Isaac.

“Do you not know what it means to have black hair?!”

However, Isaac was just exasperated.

‘Telling a Korean that their hair will turn black has zero impact.’

To begin with, 60% of the world’s population has black hair.

“Do you not know how beautiful black hair is?”

At Isaac’s words, everyone present was shocked. Did he just say black hair is beautiful?

The servants were flustered and murmured, but especially the Crown Prince and Imperial Princess couldn’t take their eyes off Isaac.

Particularly, the Imperial Princess’s eyes trembled in surprise as she looked at Isaac. Because there wasn’t a single person who spoke of black hair like that.

Lucas, shocked in a different sense, stuttered as if at a loss for words. He never imagined that of all people, a priest would react like this.

‘Aren’t priests the ones who taboo black the most, saying it’s cursed?’

What’s more shocking is that Isaac himself is saying this while having God-blessed platinum blonde hair.

“Did a priest just defend black hair? Huh?”

Isaac smiled as if it was detestable.

“What about Prince Lucas who’s worse than that black hair? Are you livestock worse than black hair? A loyal dog raised by the Pope? No, a puppy mutt?”

As soon as Isaac’s cold smile fell, Lucas bit his lip.

Look at how this guy dares to run his mouth at a Prince just because he’s from one of the Five Great Faiths! And to the future ruler of this Empire at that!

But soon Lucas, who had been blushing, suddenly burst into laughter.

“So that’s why the Saintess’s family is in that state, that shape.”

“!”

“They say birds of a feather flock together, you’re all the same. I wondered why they were friendly with black-haired people. Now I see, it’s because Eshua is cursed too?”

Isaac’s eyebrow twitched upward.

Huh, still he’s royalty. I gave him a chance to realize his situation himself, but look at this bastard climbing up?

However, Lucas still looked at Isaac with disgust.

“Well, if the junior family head is like this. The level is obvious. It’s only a matter of time before the Blue collapses.”

At that sneer, Isaac grabbed one side of his neck and nodded. Ah. The kid doesn’t understand even when given a chance.

Crunch. Crunch.

As expected, for guys like this, the rod is the answer rather than words. Soon Isaac was about to swing the rattle, but what’s this?

‘Huh?’

The hand holding the rattle felt empty.

Huh?

What’s going on?

Looking at his hand, the rattle had disappeared. Isaac blinked his eyes as he waved his hand.

‘Uh…? Where is this?’

The flustered Isaac turned his gaze. The rattle was in a familiar place.

‘Uncle!!’

The rattle was tucked into Lilai’s belt. Fearing his nephew might cause trouble, he had taken Isaac’s rattle without a sound.

Right. If only it ended there…

Shing.

“!?”

Lilai, whose eyes had rolled back at the insults to Isaac and Eshua, was about to draw his sword.

His blue eyes were emitting killing intent as if enraged. His usually round, kind eyes had changed to be like blades. It was assassination mode.

Isaac rarely opened his mouth.

‘Hey, you crazy bastard! Not the sword!’

The only ones allowed to carry swords within the Imperial Palace are the Imperial Knight Order. In addition to that, only Lilai, who received the title of the Empire’s silver sword, was allowed. That qualification and honor must never be broken.

Isaac hurriedly looked at Shuri.

‘Shuri! What are you doing! Stop Uncle!’

However, Isaac was startled when he saw Shuri. Perhaps because Isaac was insulted, Shuri’s eyes had also rolled back and he was wearing gloves… no, gauntlets.

Isaac could only gape.

‘Kid! That’s a combat weapon!’

Unable to bear the insult to Isaac, they were trying to kill the 3rd Prince… What?!

‘These crazy bastards! They’ve gone even more berserk!’

Isaac rubbed his forehead.

‘Haah. Can’t be helped.’

At this point, only he, the only sane person in Eshua, can resolve this. After finishing his thought, Isaac hurriedly pointed at the sky.

“Aah! There! There!”

“Huh?”

When everyone’s gaze there went up to the sky, Isaac threw his fist first.

Bwakak!!!

“Kuhek!!”

Isaac’s fist cleanly struck the 3rd Prince’s face. The 3rd Prince, hit squarely, flew far away.

Bang!

“Kyaak! Prince Lucas!”

The Crown Prince and Imperial Princess’s eyes also widened.

The servants, turned pale white, rushed to Prince Lucas. Lucas, bleeding, barely raised his body and glared at Isaac.

“You! You’ve shown your true nature! How dare you hit royalty?!”

“Huh? What?”

“Don’t play dumb! You just punched my face with your fist! I’ll charge you with insulting royalty!”

“Go ahead then.”

“What?!”

Isaac covered his mouth with a puhub and smiled with crescent-shaped eyes.

“The Supreme God said so. That the 3rd Prince seems to be possessed by evil.”

At the name of the Supreme God, Prince Lucas’s face turned pale.

“…W-What? Supreme God?”

“Didn’t you hear? I said the ‘Supreme God’ who contracted with me said so. That Prince Lucas is possessed by evil!”

“!”

At the name of none other than the Supreme God, the servants, Eshua people, and the Crown Prince and Imperial Princess were startled.

Since it’s the words of Isaac who contracted with the Supreme God, they can’t say it’s a lie.

The servants murmured at the unexpected words.

“Is it really the Supreme God?”

Prince Lucas froze pale white. At that complexion, Isaac grinned.

That’s what you get for trying to compete with divine revelation?

Moreover, if it’s the Supreme God, it’s also the Pope’s family’s god. When it’s said that the Pope’s family’s god spoke, what can he do?

And just as the Crown Prince is troubled by rumors, it’s the 3rd Prince who will be in crisis due to bad rumors spreading.

‘I was planning to go easy too.’

Isaac cracked his fists.

“Ah, it seems Prince Lucas needs more purification because he seems to be possessed by evil.”

“!”

Crunch. Crunch.

Isaac grabbed the 3rd Prince’s face as if about to crush it.

“Let’s see. Shall we dye your hair blood red? If black means curse, what does red mean? Hmm?”

Isaac’s gaze was fierce. The 3rd Prince, having a mental breakdown, turned pale white and shook off Isaac.

“You who can’t even receive the Sacred Dragons’ blessing! How dare you put the Supreme God forward?!”

The 3rd Prince hurriedly stood up, afraid of being hit by Isaac. Then he uttered a curse.

“How stupid do you have to be to take the side of a Crown Prince who can’t even summon Sacred Dragons? Eshua made a mistake. Shablis’s dethronement is already decided! Go ahead and perish together! You’ve already been marked!”

At those words, Isaac grinned.

What should I do?

I already have that Sacred Dragon, you know?