I’m Going to Destroy this Country

Chapter 93.1



Tl/note: I will rename nanny Ashley to the more correct name ‘Asili’. The first one sounded more convenient, but since the new character Ash appeared, I’m afraid it might be confusing.

“What? What did you say just now?”

At the Papacy, the Gold priests doubted their own ears.

The hand that was diligently writing something while flipping through the scriptures had stopped a while ago.

No, it would have been better if it had just stopped.

“The Blue team returned to the Holy Empire?”

“With survivors?”

Oh, you’re going to hit me with that scripture book.

The novice priest who came to report was drenched in sweat.

After all, who wouldn’t be afraid to speak in front of the Gold priests, whose members were all ultra-elites and pure-blooded nobles? Just look at their gaze that makes you feel awkward for interrupting them. It’s terrifying even to report.

‘Well, it’s understandable.’

“Currently, the Blue team is on their way to the capital. According to the confirmation, the headcount of the Blue team has increased, and they were all kidnapped survivors. We have also received a report that the survivors are receiving treatment at the Papal monastery on the border.”

At the novice priest’s report, the Gold priests let out a hushed sigh, unable to keep their gaze fixed.

They were elites who could only be satisfied when everything was perfect without any variables. Such were their true natures.

The Gold Pentagon hosted by the Gold was no exception.

But what?

“The Blue team survived the interference from the demons?”

No, the problem was before that.

They rescued survivors? From the land of magicians??

‘What have you done, Eshua.’

What on earth did you do… Eshua’s fourth brat and those magician bastards!

Being elites, they couldn’t help but catch on to what kind of future this situation might lead to.

Seeing their expressions that seemed to ask ‘what the hell happened?’ the novice priest slowly took a step back. It would be fortunate if that scripture book didn’t come flying his way.

“Actually… the magicians were unable to attack.”

“Why??”

“That’s… because among the survivors the Blue team rescued was the prince of the Magic Empire.”

Everyone fell silent.

And 1 second later, they questioned.

“…What did you just say?”

“Who was there?”

“The prince… Hiberius Britannia, the youngest prince of Britannia…”

Everyone fell silent again.

“…So you’re saying one of the people kidnapped by the demons was the prince?”

The Gold priests couldn’t turn their heads.

The air was suffocating.

Cardinal Berit, sitting at the highest seat and reading the scriptures, had stopped moving a long time ago.

It was terrifying.

He was a nobleman who seemed to have groomed everything, from the part in his hair to his eyelashes, with the purest and most precious things in the world.

His skin was so pale that it looked like it would feel cold to the touch, and the vampire-like cardinal looked like he could devour them at any moment.

“Who was there?”

At his blade-like voice, the Gold priests squeezed their eyes shut.

It was understandable for the cardinal to be furious.

‘Of all the people who could have been kidnapped, how could the prince of the Magic Empire be one of them!’

‘This is insane!’

Moreover, Isaac’s team was the one who rescued him?

What did that imply?

‘Even if they’re an enemy nation, he’s still the prince.’

If they played their cards right, rescuing the prince would count as a favor to the Magic Empire.

In other words, they sent the team to die and suffer humiliation, but instead, they ended up achieving an accomplishment beyond imagination!

‘No, that’s not the issue right now.’

The Gold Faith had set a trap for the Blue team to prevent them from returning, like an ambush by the magicians. The apprentices were expendable anyway, so cleaning up after them would have been easy.

That was their status. No matter how noble their origins, once they joined the Papacy, they were all demoted to an equal, lowly status.

In other words, novices were at the very bottom.

But then…

“Isaac Eshua strongly requested an investigation into the magicians behind the attack. He said he would definitely find the culprit who tried to assassinate the prince.”

That damn brat?

How dare he turn out like this?

While apprentices were as worthless as flies, the prince was a different story.

The incident would be thoroughly investigated. Of course, the investigation would inevitably uncover the ones behind it. Then, they wouldn’t be able to act freely.

No, if they messed up, they could even be framed for attempting to assassinate the prince.

In the end, Cardinal Berit gritted his teeth.

‘Isaac Eshua.’

His good-for-nothing father also gave him headaches. Who would have thought that unruly brat would have a son just like him? The father and son were a matching pair…

But then, a servant approached Cardinal Berit and whispered to him.

“Your Excellency. The head of the Blue is invading the Berit estate and causing a ruckus. He says he’s taking his son back…”

…No, even the grandfather was joining the father-son duo in their shenanigans.

Damn it.

* * *

“Haha. This is great, just great!”

In the capital Roman of the Holy Empire of Hella, Isaac was rolling with laughter at the words of his nanny Asili, who had come to welcome him.

“So you’re saying the fourth brat was at the Berit estate’s villa? And grandfather barged in again?”

“Yes. As soon as he found the fourth young master in the study, he grabbed him by the hair and threw him out.”

Well, it’s not like the Pope’s family would open the door for him, so he didn’t even bother calling a servant and just smashed through the door.

Isaac rolled with laughter again.

He had thought his grandfather’s personality was unusual, but he didn’t expect him to actually barge into the Pope’s estate.

‘But still, I didn’t think he would go that far.’

Like they say, birds of a feather flock together – he was just like Melissa.

“No. He did send a messenger first before visiting, so he said he was a million times better than the Madam…”

But what’s the point of sending a messenger if he arrived before the letter?

“He also said that at least he only smashed the door and not the wall, so he was a billion times better…”

Whether it was a door or a wall, he still ended up destroying something, didn’t he?

“But I didn’t think grandfather would go that far for us.”

“Don’t even say that. After seeing your letter, our estate was turned upside down. The Master was also incredibly furious.”

It seemed that during the two months Isaac was away, the head of the Blue family had been eagerly waiting for nothing but Isaac’s letter.

In fact, whenever Asili saw him-

-Has it not arrived yet?

-No.

He would ask if Isaac’s letter had not come, and after eating lunch-

-Still not here?

-No…

He would ask again at lunchtime, and then again that evening-

-Are you sure he didn’t send one?

-No…

-Why isn’t he sending at least one?

It seemed the head of the Blue family really wanted to receive a letter from Isaac. He must have been worried about his safety.

But the letter that finally arrived…

-Grandfather. I almost died. The fourth brat tried to kill us. He tried to have the magicians kill us.

That was the message it contained…


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