I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution - Chapter 64

Governor Government – King of the Wasteland (1)

The content sent from the border guards in the southern mountains was very unusual.

It is said that an orc who claims to be the king of the wasteland has requested a conversation with our high-ranking officials.

The image of barbarians in Francia was that they were close to uncivilized beasts incapable of conversation, but according to the border guard’s report, they had already shot arrows several times and sent letters in our language.

It was quite an interesting incident, but no one in the National Assembly wanted to go all the way to the southern mountains and face the orcs in person.

Even most of the Central Party’s nobles reacted more negatively than other members.

Because Christine and the Marquis were closer to merchants from the beginning, unlike me, who was adamant about chivalry, most Frangian nobles learned about the history of this country, fighting against barbarians as knights.

However, I ignored it without even hearing about it, and since I did not know how they would react, I, as the commander of the Southern Army and a member of the National Assembly, had to go down.

As I rode my horse and headed south, I was worried.

Did something like this happen before the regression?

At that time, I was not a commander in the Confederate army, much less a member of the National Congress.

However, if the barbarians in the wasteland established a kingdom, the rumor would have spread somehow, and the news would have reached the Lafayette estate in the south.

But I never heard anything about this until I was executed at the age of 28.

The point in time when the revolutionary army completely collapsed the old system and declared the victory of the revolution was brought forward by as much as six years, and it is unclear where and what variables may have arisen…

However, the changes in Franzia will also affect the barbarians in the wasteland. Do you have work?

From what Christine checked through the top of Aquitaine, it looks like something happened in the wasteland…

“You seem to be in a lot of trouble, Your Excellency the Marquis.”

I turned my head when I heard a voice from next to me.

“ah. “Because it’s such an unusual thing, General.”

Lan Gaston, who became a general along with Louis Desget through my strong recommendation, is still looking at me with the attitude of an enemy who is my bodyguard.

When you become a general, there is no reason for you to follow me all the way, so I am both grateful and burdened that you followed me.

“Keuhum khum. “It would be easier if you treated me like before, but…”

Gaston, who had actually been treated with such honorific treatment by me, looked very awkward and opened his mouth.

“But now he’s a general.”

“Before I was a general, I was a knight to His Excellency the Marquis.”

Gaston answered without any hesitation.

Even the historical nobles of the kingdom of knights do not act like knights, as depicted in this picture, but it is quite foolish.

I chuckled and looked at the procession following us.

Now, not only I but also Gaston has a considerable bodyguard as a general.

-This time, I will make sure your loyalty is rewarded.

This is what Gaston said to Gaston, who had just recently returned, joined hands with Christine, took control of Aquitaine, and wandered the south together to find Eris.

Still, if you made me a general, I would have repaid you in some way, so wouldn’t it be okay to ask now?

“Lord Gaston.”

“Please speak, Your Excellency the Marquis.”

“…May I ask why you are so loyal to me?”

This was something I had been curious about for quite some time.

After returning, I was kind to him out of pity, but before returning, I almost killed Gaston during the knighthood.

After that, instead of apologizing to him, I felt uncomfortable.

It was just an excuse anyway, and even if it weren’t for him, the Marquis would have tried to find my faults and undermine my authority, but at the time, I thought that I had been defeated by him and that I would be criticized as a disgrace to the nobility.

Nevertheless, Gaston remained loyal to me as a knight until the end and was defeated by the revolutionary army and died.

Gaston looked a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

A man of the same age as me, who seemed like a quiet and courageous knight, somehow had a boyish expression on his face.

“I think it might be a bit embarrassing…”

“If it’s not too difficult to talk about, I’d like to hear it.”

“As you know, Marquis, my father was a mercenary. “It was an unrewarding job where you did anything for money.”

“Yeah, I know.”

None other than Raphael Balian was a mercenary. Among mercenaries, he is the type that is very capable and lucky, but I know that most are not like that.

“Whenever my father came home, he would always say how dirty it was to be a mercenary, and he told me not to become a mercenary, but to join a noble family and become a knight. So, ever since I was young, I was interested in stories about nobles and knights, and I thought knights looked much cooler than mercenaries.”

I tried my best to suppress the laughter that threatened to burst out.

Francia, the kingdom of honorable knights.

Naturally, the stories about knights in this country are epics of heroes full of honor and dreams who endlessly glorify and embellish them.

Come to think of it, Gaston listened to the story Eris told with great interest, right?

The knight, who was so naive compared to his incredible bravery, scratched his head and said.

“So I really, truly admired being an honorable knight and tried to become one. Then, I was lucky enough to be accepted into the knighthood system, and it was great. That’s what it is.”

“Ah, it’s okay. Because it’s in the past. … It’s late, but I’m sorry. “I almost killed you.”

“Oh no! Rather, I am sorry. I thought Your Excellency would kick me out because of the humiliation he suffered because of me. But he continued to believe in me and allowed me to remain as a knight to the Marquis.”

I opened my mouth without realizing it.

If you make a mistake and do it shamelessly, you have no conscience. But did you think of it as a favor?

“So I made a promise from then on. I will become an honorable and loyal knight and be of help to Your Excellency, who has helped me achieve my dream. Hahahahahaha that’s all.”

Oh my. He seems like an upright and naive knight with no political interest or anything.

I opened my mouth, deciding in my heart that I should find a counselor with political ability and give him that position.

“So now I guess I have to create a new dream?”

“yes?”

I turned my gaze away from Gaston and looked at the Marquis de Lafayette, who had come for a long time, and those who were waiting in front of him.

“Now look. “You are the ones who opened the way and protected me by offering loyalty and bravery.”

Gaston slowly turned his gaze to look at Baron Dumont and the servants who had come to meet us.

People whose faces are full of pride and joy because they won the battle against the Storm Witch.

“You have already been more honorable and loyal than any other knight in the story, and have been of great help to me and my people.”

I’m such a lucky person that I look so pathetic that I didn’t know anything before returning.

My fiancee was Christine and the driver was Gaston, so even though it was too much, I couldn’t save it before returning.

Nevertheless, I started with the goal of surviving the chaos of the revolution and becoming a better person than the marquis when I die, even if I had to start a new life.

But now, not just for survival, but for Christine and my people, as I work with Eris to protect this country and change it into a better place.

“I hope you can enjoy some other happiness too. “That way I’ll feel a little less sorry.”

Gaston looked touched but scratched his head.

“Thank you, Your Excellency the Marquis. “But I can’t think of anything right now.”

“Hmm well. “Then how about dating?”

Gaston cleared his throat.

The reaction to this is quite interesting.

“Why did you say you became a knight because you admired the stories of knights? “In most stories, the story with Lady D will be included.”

“Your Excellency the Marquis.”

Gaston seemed to be in trouble, so I laughed too.

“Ah, stop it. Still, it is true that I would be happy if you found someone precious to you.”

I recalled the moment when Christine, who usually had an extremely calm expression, saw me and her eyes opened and a smile spread across her lips.

I felt a surge of happiness just thinking about it, and spoke with all my heart to my most loyal driver.

“Because that is happiness that can only be known by experiencing it. “I hope you feel it too.”

–

We were able to take a short break at the residence of the Marquis de Lafayette, which we visited after a long time.

Baron Dumont must have adapted quite a bit by now, and although he exuded the authority of a republican official, he spoke with great excitement about how happy the people of the old Lafayette estate were over the saga of me and Gaston.

I can’t help but feel like it was a bit exaggerated, but it still felt like I was being praised by my family at home, so both Gaston and I had a pretty good time.

After resting for a day, we departed immediately and arrived at the southern mountain range.

The majestic mountain ranges stretching across the southern part of the Kingdom of Francia and the Iberica Peninsula, the so-called ‘wasteland’, are endless, and the walls of the southern fortresses built along the mountains are visible.

We followed the road, seeing the mountain ranges and walls, and arrived at the gate where the messenger had been sent.

“Welcome, His Excellency the Marquis de Lafayette. This is Major Jean Okon, manager of the 3rd Gate of the Southern Fortress. “You came faster than I expected.”

“Because the issue is the issue. “Are you the one responsible for sending the messenger?”

“Yes, Your Excellency the Marquis. “I can’t tell you how fortunate I am that you came here.”

Relief?

I felt puzzled as Major Okon’s subordinates seemed a bit frightened as they spoke like that.

I had the group undress and immediately began interviewing Okon.

“The council only received rumors, but are you sure that the barbarians established the kingdom?”

“It is difficult for me to give a definite answer as it cannot cross the barrier, but I presume that is the case.”

calculation. It’s an estimate.

“What is the basis?”

“The wasteland is a barren and dry region, but there are still a few people living there. “They mainly live by paying protection taxes to the barbarian tribes that rule the area, but according to them, the tribe of the man who recently claimed to be king is continuously waging wars of expansion.”

“hmm. Interesting. “You live by paying protection taxes to barbarians?”

Is this a form of paying taxes to barbarians instead of the king?

“Yes that’s right. However, as the tribes that were protecting them became embroiled in wars or increased the protection tax, the number of cases of people fleeing to the gateway increased, and this is information we confirmed with them.”

Perhaps because it’s a border area, I learn things I didn’t know before.

If coexistence is possible in that way, I might have to change my perception of the barbarians a little.

“And most trade ships heading to the Mediterranean pass through the southeastern Franzian ports of Perpignan or Montpellier. Their common testimony is that Porto is purchasing a large amount of war materials.”

This matches the information Christine gathered.

Porto is a small country located at the southern tip of the barren Iberica Peninsula.

Although it is closer to a city-state than a country, it is one of the few areas in the wasteland where humans live stably and serves as a base for ships heading to the Mediterranean.

The upper part of Aquitaine, a trading port in the western part of France, is also a frequent stop for maritime trade with the Holy Church.

“Hmm, a city-state with no interest in anything other than trade is preparing for war, and a war between barbarians continues to rage in the wasteland?”

“Yes sir.”

I automatically frowned.

Even if you just listen to it, you can smell a troubling smell.

For hundreds of years, ever since Francia expelled all the barbarians from the south and built a wall, there had been only sporadic raids and defensive battles along the border with the Wasteland.

However, the emergence of a barbarian nation in the wasteland that remained a lawless area divided into tribes is enough to instill caution in the city-state that has served as a trade hub in the south for a long time?

Since we are in a position to go to war with the Germanian Empire at any time, I want to avoid a situation where we have to prepare for an attack from the south.

The good news is that

“So their king said he wanted to talk.”

“Yes sir. At first, I tried to ignore it, but it became increasingly difficult to ignore…”

Major Okon seemed worried that I was displeased, so I reassured him.

“No, it was the right decision to report this.”

I also received and read the letter that their king had shot with an arrow, and although it was a little difficult to read, it was written properly in our own writing.

At least it’s a positive sign that they want to talk about everything rather than antagonize Franzia right away.

“But it looks like your subordinates are quite scared. Why is that? Even if they are a military threat-”

Before I could finish my sentence, a loud shout rang out from outside.

[When will the meeting be held?]

Even though we are clearly inside the gate, the air seems to tremble from the shouts filled with magical power.

Even as a driver, I couldn’t help but laugh as I felt my skin prickling and standing on end.

“…Is that why it was like that?”

“I’m so sorry. Your Excellency the Marquis. “The author has been urging me like that intermittently.”

“Huh, let’s get a facial at least once.”

I immediately got up and went out of the room.

“Your Excellency the Marquis!”

“Go with Gyeongdo.”

As I climbed the stairs with Gaston, who had rushed out of the room, and stood on the wall of the gateway, I saw an orc standing alone under the gate.

“oh.”

He calls himself a king and is alone. You have good guts.

I’ve seen what orcs look like in literature, but this is my first time seeing them in person.

It looks like a human, but it wears only leather pants, with its upper body showing off its muscular green skin and a grim face with sharp fangs in its mouth.

His face and body are full of scars, giving him an intimidating look, and he looks much bigger than me and even Gaston.

When the orc made eye contact with me, he slightly tilted his head.

It seemed like he was measuring me, so I gathered my magic power and opened my mouth.

“Do you want a meeting?”

“Yes!”

“Go down now.”

Instead of answering, the orc smiled with satisfaction.

When I immediately turned my back, Major Okon was startled.

“Your Excellency the Marquis? What will you do with the escort?”

I glanced at the soldiers on the castle wall, but their faces were bloodless as they were frightened by the Orc King’s shout.

“I do not need. Sir Gaston, please.”

“ancient!”

Okon doesn’t know what to do, but he can understand just by looking at it. Even if he takes a soldier, it won’t be even a fist away, right?

Okay then.

Let’s find out what the King of Orcs wants.

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