I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution - Chapter 86

Episode 86 Governor’s Government –

The Germanian Empire, a kingdom of mountains, is struggling with the delegation alone, so the Kingdom of Franzia and the Germanian Empire have requested that a meeting be held in the neutral Kingdom of the Alps, accompanied by the heirs to the thrones of both countries.

Although they made very small concessions, it is true that they deliberately dragged out the deal slowly, so there was no good reason for them to refuse this time.

Even if both sides know that this meeting is not a meeting but rather a preparatory process to reaffirm that there is no room for compromise and declare war.

Still, I thought I could earn it for about a year, but the time I actually succeeded in earning it was about half a year.

This alone will be of great help as it will not only buy time, but will also increase the burden on the Empress and there will be quite a few princes who defect…

Anyway, our delegation left the capital and arrived in Franche-Comté, eastern Francia, and is visiting an orphanage. It was.

“Saint, saint, ah. Should I call you princess now?”

“You can call me whatever you prefer, Pierre.”

“Wow, saintess, you remember my name!”

“Then~ Pierre is a good name. “It’s a cool name, right?”

Eris, who was stroking the head of an orphan boy she likes, glances in this direction.

I can clearly see him smiling mischievously with a face covered by a veil.

The princess, who will soon turn 20, behaves childishly with a child’s name.

Eris looked at me for a moment, then looked away and accepted another child’s greeting.

“Hello, saintess!”

“Is Sophie’s mother healthy now?”

Although Eris traveled around the country doing charity work for orphans and the poor, I wondered if she remembered the names of all those children, and as expected, the girl answered with a bright smile.

“Thanks to your saint!”

As I watched Eris greet the children warmly, I recalled the conversation I had with her before leaving.

-To be honest, even if you go, it won’t stop the war. This is a meeting held to achieve the results the Empress wants. Anyway, the actual negotiations will be done by President Talleyrand.

-But if I don’t go, the cause over there will survive a little longer, right?

-…okay.

-Then we should go. I’ll go.

Eris answered simply and then added with a grin.

-I don’t know if you are the Minister, but will the Marquis come with you?

-uh?

-So, are you planning to send me alone with the president of the Revolutionary Party, who hates the royal family? Wow, you came all this way with me and then abandoned me…

-…President Talleyrand is not that indifferent.

– While I’m on my way, I want to start a little early and look around the areas where charity work was done last time, so please give me some strength, Mr. Central Party leader. Honestly, it would be difficult for me to ask the President of the Revolutionary Party for something like that, right?

I woke up from my thoughts and looked at the sight of Eris scattering light and the orphans getting excited when they saw it.

Just traveling a long way must be tiring, but stopping by every place you pass and taking care of the poor and sick or playing with orphans gives you good energy.

Perhaps what Eris really wants to do is not climb the throne and reign as queen, but these things.

Are the benefits we will gain by placing Eris on the throne really worth the freedom that this noble princess will pay in return?

As I was thinking a little disturbingly, Talleyrand, who was quietly watching next to me, opened his mouth.

“…It’s definitely not for show.”

When I saw what Eris was doing at the beginning of the trip, I was struck by the change in his cynical attitude, so I smiled and turned my head.

“It’s only possible if you like it.”

Talleyrand’s face became ambiguous.

Maximilien Isidore and the Revolutionary Party were wary of me.

Because I thought that my very existence made the meaning of the revolution fade.

And what about Eris?

Eris is not even a noble, but rather a member of royalty.

If they had originally followed their revolutionary ideology, they would have been the first to be eliminated, and in fact, before returning, they were falsely accused and even executed.

However, no one in the National Assembly will be more moral than Eris, and no one in this country will be as loved by the people as Eris.

Talleyrand, who was quietly looking at Eris, spoke softly.

“The fundamental ideology of the revolution ultimately originated from the desire to regain the rights of the Third Estate that were taken away by the oppressors.”

The theory of status published by Bishop Richelieu and Sieyes Ani Halfas sparked a revolution, but at the same time, it also placed fundamental limits on their revolution.

Christine and I knew that much of the content of the identity theory was derived from the Abyss Corporation, but we never revealed it.

Even if it were true, it would only be seen as a ploy by us, nobles, to destroy the foundation of the revolution.

however.

“Have you changed your mind a little bit now?”

Talleyrand smiled bitterly.

“I guess I have no choice but to admit it in the end. “Dedication to the people is not based on social status.”

See, eventually.

“Whether it is an ideology or a person, there can be problems. The only difference is whether you accept it and change or not. “The old system collapsed because it failed to do so, so we who brought it down must be different.”

Even if this revolution was the work of the devil and had limitations, if we face them and change, we can overcome those limitations and go further.

Talleyrand looked at me, frowned slightly, and then answered.

“I admit it, but that doesn’t mean the Revolutionary Party will become ardent supporters of Her Majesty the Princess and the Marquis.”

“Haha, I don’t expect that either. That doesn’t work either. To put it bluntly, if it weren’t for your revolution, I wouldn’t have been able to think the same way and live the way I do now.”

Talleyrand quietly twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled.

“I think we will have a lot to learn from each other in the future.”

* * *

We traveled along the narrow and rough mountain path of the majestic and rough Alps and arrived at the gateway to the mountain range built by the dwarves.

The dwarf who came to meet us with his soldiers was wearing full body armor made of metal.

A stocky, muscular body that is roughly around my waist.

In addition, he had a blunt face with a bushy beard that reached almost to his waist.

It’s my first time actually seeing a dwarf I’ve only heard about-

“Nice to meet you, Commander Glastec!”

“Hahaha, welcome! Talerang Dwarf’s friend!”

As soon as the dwarf, who looked solemn, saw Talleyrand, he was delighted and started making a fuss.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you again, friend of Francia!”

Talleyrand greeted Glastec without hesitation and hugged him.

As we were all dumbfounded, Glastek looked at me and opened his mouth.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Glastek of the Seventh Peak! “I am the commander-in-chief of the Gate Guard!”

They would say that they use the peak where they were born as their family name, and the Gate Guard is the name of their military unit.

In other words, you are on the same level as me.

“Nice to meet you, Commander Glastek of the Seventh Peak. “This is Pierre de Lafayette, Commander-in-Chief of the French Army.”

“Glasstec will do, Commander Lafayette! If you’re Talleyrand’s friend, you’re my friend! Now, let me guide you!”

Glastec began to guide our group without even looking at Eris, who was obviously higher than me or Talleyrand in the hierarchy.

-Dwarves interpret a man talking to an unmarried woman as flirting. So, even if they ignore Her Royal Highness, please consider it lenient as it is their way of decorum.

Talleyrand told me about it before entering, but it feels a bit strange when I actually see it.

In fact, Eris didn’t seem to be paying attention as she was looking around curiously and chattering to Lord Beaumont.

Guided by Glastec, we passed through the gateway and went down to the basement through the passage.

The passageway, which was carved entirely out of the mountain and reinforced with stone, is rough, but looks wider and sturdier than most human buildings, and muscular dwarves holding muskets are lined up at the entrance and passageway.

And in the meantime, Glastek was constantly talking.

He was pouring out an infinite feast of words without stopping, so we followed him, half listening with one ear and flowing with the other.

“Did I tell you how Talleyrand and we became friends? To begin with, I can’t help but talk about what this guy has done for us! As you may know, we eat potatoes, cheese, and beer as our staple food. Even humans know that much!

But Tale and this friend are amazing! Human! You have done in-depth insight and research into our dwarves’ food culture and its taste! So, we made a wonderful dish that suited our tastes using wheat that we didn’t even look at because we thought it was trash, and gave it to us to taste!

I didn’t think they were people that I would trust very much if I were a human, but if I were someone who knew how to show such sincerity and consideration, of course! You can become a dwarf’s friend! Nothing like cancer! As for what happened after becoming friends with Talleyrand-”

I only heard that Talleyrand succeeded in selling our wheat to Mithril, but hearing this makes it seem like it was quite a big deal.

by the way.

Where have the dwarves, who were said to be arrogant and blunt, gone?

After passing through such a long passage, a faint magical light illuminates a huge cavity that seems to have been carved entirely out of the inside of a mountain range.

Underneath the high communal ceiling, countless buildings and dwarves wander around, giving the city a completely different appearance from the human city.

“Wow-”

Eris heard a soft exclamation and turned her head, her long hair swaying in sync with the movement of Eris taking off her hood, and shining silver under the light of the magical power.

Hmm, such a huge underground city.

Normally, basements are damp and musty, but strangely enough, there is almost no such feeling in their city.

Is there some special skill?

Glastec guided us out of the cavity, through the gate again, and into the passage.

“How long will you be moving?”

When I asked, Glasstec answered right away without talking non-stop.

“But I still like the Germans better when it comes to beer! You Fransians must learn how to make good beer – ah, we are going to the ninth peak. Because this generation’s king of the mountain range is from there. “The meeting place has been set there too!”

“okay.”

Did they build a city on each peak of the mountain range and connect it with passages like this?

In a sense, can it be seen as one huge city-state?

As soon as Glastec answered, he went back to the original topic and started talking non-stop. I started to respect Talleyrand, who listened to it all and added compliments from time to time…

Anyway, with Glastek’s endless chatter as our guide, we passed through several gates and faced Lazurin of the Ninth Peak, the king of the mountains. I was able to.

Razurin is a dwarf as muscular as Glastec, and his long white beard that almost reaches his toes gives him a somewhat mysterious feel.

They say that whenever a king dies, the dwarves elect the craftsman with the most recognition as king, but it feels more like a wise man than a craftsman.

“On behalf of the Kingdom of the Alps, I welcome you, the delegation from Francia, who has come a long way.”

Lazurin’s voice was solemn and his words were short, so they did not hurt the ears like Glastech did.

Fortunately, it seems that the glass tech was not average for dwarves.

“Both Frangia and Germania have friendly cooperative relations with our country, so I am presiding over the meeting as a mediator this time…” The

moment he thought that, Lazurin opened his mouth while looking at us, paused for a moment, and then added with a twinkle in his eye. .

“Know that those who are caught trying to commit unsavory acts will be judged by the anvil.”

“Of course, Your Majesty. “There is nothing to worry about.”

I glance at Talleyrand and see that he is still smiling. Is this dwarven diplomatic rhetoric?

Since we had nothing special to do and said hello to the King of the Mountains, I thought I was going to leave like this, but he called me.

“Are you the Marquis Pierre de Lafayette?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“I heard from my Talleyrand that thanks to you, we were able to secure the mithril to provide to us.”

heard?

What do you want to say? Thank you?

As he was thinking that, Lazurin stroked his white beard with his hand and spoke bluntly.

“A knight? “Show me your sword.”

It wasn’t a question of whether I could see it, but a request

to show it…. But there was no reason not to show it when the head of a nation asked to see it, so I untied it from my belt and handed it to a guard. Razurin, who had received it from the guard, pulled out the sword halfway, put it back, and handed it to me.

What?

“There’s nothing to see.”

Lazurin said only that and gestured as if to go away.

No, what rudeness is that?

“Then I will leave now, Your Majesty.”

While I was getting my sword back from the guards, Talleyrand made a quick remark and we had to retreat together…

Unlike Crocs, I can’t believe I’m confirming in this way that my prejudice against these damn dwarves is not wrong!

“Are you okay, Marquis?”

“What’s not okay?”

Eris whispered softly and I responded with a smile.

It’s ridiculous, but the culture is different, so I’ll have to put up with it.

While I was walking with that thought in mind, I blocked Eris with my hand.

Rather than the dwarves commonly seen here, a man wearing the uniform of the Germanian Empire is approaching.

“I send greetings to Maurice Talleyrand, head of the delegation of the French Republic, Marquis Pierre de Lafayette, and Her Royal Highness Princess Esiliste Liliane de Francia. “I have come to deliver an invitation to Her Majesty the Third Princess under the order of Her Highness Cecilia, Kaiserin of the Germanic Empire and the rightful successor to the Kingdom of Francia.”

The legitimate successor to the Kingdom of Francia.

The sculpture was created naturally.

When Eris nodded, Lord Beaumont walked over, took the invitation, and handed it to Eris.

“Her Highness Kaiserin Cecilia will be waiting for a reply from Her Highness the Third Princess. “Then I will leave now.”

After saying those words, the attendant walked away, and Eris opened the invitation on the spot, looked at it, and then showed it to me and Talleyrand.

“This is another classic.”

Talleyrand laughed with an amused expression.

“Hmm. It’s tea time.”

Inviting rival heirs to the throne to tea time before a formal meeting?

“What will you do, Your Highness?”

When I asked Eris, her distinctive purple eyes sparkled and she answered energetically.

“I will win!”

…Are you going to fight like it’s natural?