How To Suck Honey With Extras [EN]: Chapter 240

267. Everything but Episode 267! (1)

As always, the aftermath is naturally the responsibility of those around the perpetrator, rather than the perpetrator themselves.

From all the explanations to the cleanup, and even persuading or threatening the noisy nobles, it was all Marquis Roant’s responsibility.

More precisely, he had no choice but to take it all on.

Because I disappeared without doing anything.

That was a condition agreed upon from the start.

He couldn’t start complaining now.

Keeping the peace is always painful.

“Fortunately, fewer nobles than expected are opposing your actions.”

“Well… they probably don’t have time to look after their own territories.”

I nodded in agreement, listening roughly to what he was saying about the cleanup process.

I came here today for this.

After that day, I slipped away as if to pass the rest on to him.

More than anything, I was exhausted.

I hid in a corner of the capital, lazing around and resting for about two weeks.

When I showed my face, thinking the heat had died down, Marquis Roant greeted me as if he had expected me to come, and explained the situation.

“As you said, most of the lords in each region seemed to be preparing to raise armies in collusion with Duke Rupel.”

Most of the lords, or if the lords didn’t cooperate, their children or reclusive fathers.

They were apparently preparing to raise armies all over the kingdom.

‘I knew it, but…’

In the original story, a civil war broke out all over the kingdom.

But this time, I deliberately caused an accident to skip the intermediate process, so it seems to have stopped there.

As intended.

There’s nothing good about a civil war breaking out.

The kingdom’s economy will only be disrupted, and the common people will have a hard time.

It’s better if that doesn’t happen.

268. Everything but Episode 268! (2)

“Come to think of it, I forgot to ask the most important thing. How do others perceive this incident?”

“Hmm… You or Sylvester might be a little upset to hear this, but they seem to think of it as just an attack by a madman.”

Originally, Pelen Throne had to attack the royal castle, issue a statement, and make his presence known in the civil war.

But that was blocked in advance, and everyone flew into the dungeon together!

Those who don’t know the situation seem to think of it as just a madman’s intrusion.

“Even so, it doesn’t mean they aren’t grateful to you.”

“…Well, we made a scene at the end.”

Dungeon fall prevention.

The struggle to stop the falling dungeon seems to have remained in people’s memories.

“Oh? Did Aileen also hear their evaluation?”

“Yes… well, they even stopped by the inn where I was hiding.”

Citizens who don’t know the truth don’t know it’s a dungeon.

They just thought a giant meteorite fell from the sky.

The nobles also have the same perception, and they thought it was magic dropped by Pelen Throne.

Those who stopped it and saved them were treated almost like heroes.

“There were also quite a few people who witnessed you.”

Those who couldn’t evacuate saw me or Cruise doing something.

“It seems like you’ve already been half-heroized.”

“I’m a little embarrassed about that, so let’s skip it.”

I decided to skip this topic.

“Whatever the public perception, there will definitely be compensation for what you have done.”

“…Hmm, is it a cover-up?”

The intention is obvious.

It is an unspeakable humiliation for the royal family.

A shameful incident for the nobility.

They solved it, so of course they’ll be worried.

However, they are afraid of the power we currently have to physically silence them.

Also, the remnants of the Continental Integration Council have disappeared somewhere since then.

Even I have no idea where they are.

‘I have questions about their actions, but I can’t ask them now.’

Well, anyway, the higher-ups will be uneasy about this result.

If so.

‘Give a satisfactory reward to avoid dissatisfaction… and try to win them over.’

Rewards are important.

Because it’s important, I’ll say it again.

Rewards are very important!

Humans must be tamed with rewards.

“Speaking of which, they want to ask you about your intentions.”

“Ah, they want to hear what I want?”

At least I can avoid what I hate.

In the original story, Sylvester chose several types of artifacts as a reward for solving the problem.

‘I have to exclude that for now…’

I can’t steal it, so I’m looking for something else practical.

So what should I say I want?

‘Being mediocre won’t do any good…’

I have to make good use of this opportunity, because it’s no exaggeration to say that I got involved in this incident for this.

“First of all, you and Sylvester… and that young wizard lady who was with you will be awarded medals.”

“Under what name in the world?”

“The merit of stopping the giant rock dropped by the madman.”

“Well, if it had fallen, the capital would have been destroyed, and the casualties would have been countless.”

“That’s right. So we have to praise it.”

“Then you can grant even somewhat strong requests?”

Merchant switch. ON!

I smiled brightly as if it was an opportunity and revealed what I wanted to request.

I decided.

“Actually, I’m going to open a store soon.”

“Oh? Come to think of it, I heard from Sylvester that you’re a merchant.”

I got involved in this incident in the first place because I wanted to open a store early.

After all, that’s what I want.

Wealth.

But prize money is ambiguous.

I need to ask for something more sustainable and long-lasting.

“For the next three years, please have the trading companies that mainly trade with each territory purchase the products sold in my store with priority.”

“…….”

Marquis Roant closed his mouth and saved his words.

“It won’t be a difficult request. I’m not asking for permanent forced sales, just for three years.”

Well, it’s still a forced sale, but does it matter?

If you don’t like it, try stopping a rock falling from the sky.

I won’t do it twice.

“What should I say to persuade each lord…?”

“It’s simple. If you don’t like it, reveal your dark history and experience a civil war.”

If you reveal all the circumstances of cooperating with Duke Rupel to prepare for a civil war, the damage will be great.

Now that there’s a dark history, there’s no reason not to dig it up.

‘Well, it’s a bluff.’

It’s an empty word.

Even if they actually rebel, I don’t intend to cause it to that extent.

When you ask for something, you need momentum.

I’ll do it if I say I’ll do it. That guy will really do it.

It’s easier to live with that perception.

Sometimes it’s better to live as a strange guy than a nice guy.

“…I’ll give my opinion on that.”

“I don’t think they’ll refuse.”

“Speaking of Duke Rupel…”

It feels like he wants to explain that since the story came up.

Come to think of it, what happened to that guy?

In the original story, he tried to stop Sylvester and met his end.

But this time, the planned plan flew away before it could be executed, so he couldn’t go back and forth.

I heard that he was dragged out of his house afterwards.

Does that mean he’s in prison?

“He died.”

“Did you execute him right away? That’s surprisingly fast.”

The charges are clear and everyone saw his betrayal at the banquet, so there’s no need for a separate deliberation.

Even so, to execute him right away.

“No, that’s not it.”

“Then?”

“He was found murdered in prison.”

“…Yes?”

That’s unexpected.

Murdered… who on earth?

“It seems like Aileen has no idea.”

I wonder if he also intended to sound me out.

But I am innocent.

I’m hearing that news for the first time now.

“Any clues?”

“There’s nothing special… um… A phrase like this was found in the prison where he was brutally murdered.”

It seems to be letters carved on the wall with his blood.

“Um?”

When I saw it, I reflexively tilted my head.

-Since the one who should have died is alive, let him meet his destined end here.

“…I don’t know what it means. Well, the royal castle sees it as the act of someone who resented him.”

“I think that’s usually the case.”

I looked convinced and took out a question in my head.

The one who should have died?

I wondered.

But for now, there is no clue to draw a conclusion.

* * *

After expressing my intentions and hearing a rough explanation.

There was another person waiting for me.

Sylvester.

“Did you wait?”

I don’t think it’s unexpected.

He probably has something to say to me.

When I waved my hand as if it were natural, Sylvester made a complicated expression for a moment and then quietly turned around.

“Follow me. I have something to say.”

“It seems so.”

But it was a little strange.

I thought he just wanted to question me about how I got involved, or about the incident.

For some reason, Sylvester is anxious.

After a while.

The words I heard from him were about a problem that was far beyond what I expected.

“Aileen, can I see the sword you wielded back then?”

“Sword? Ah… you mean that.”

The chain sword broke at that time.

I wanted to repair it, but the alchemist Elmerot also shook his head.

The broken part was broken, but the trigger was that it was detonated in Pelen Throne’s body.

Then the sword must be referring to this.

I put my hand into the subspace and took out the newly acquired sword.

A sword that can manifest aura just by holding it, and automatically performs swordsmanship.

The magic sword Killmuris.

The problem is that as soon as Sylvester saw the sword, his expression stiffened terribly.

Caution?

Something to be afraid of?

That’s what it felt like.

“What’s wrong with this sword? Ah. Do you want to have it, or something?”

“That’s not it. Um… I’m sorry for making you misunderstand.”

Sylvester hurriedly returned the sword to me.

“It’s nothing, Aileen. That sword… can I hear where you got it?”

“Tell me… wait? What the hell is this sword?”

“Just… it’s similar to a sword I know. …I don’t think that’s the case, but.”

Sylvester couldn’t continue speaking as if he was agitated, but finally took a deep breath and said.

“That sword, no matter how I look at it, looks exactly like my teacher’s sword…”

“…Huh?”

It was a completely unexpected answer.

Sylvester’s teacher’s sword?

I inadvertently shifted my gaze to the sword I had received back.

“Is this sword really your teacher’s sword?”

“I can’t say for sure… but at least that’s what it looks like to me.”

There’s no way a disciple could mistake his teacher’s sword.

Moreover, Sylvester was taken in by his teacher when he was young and followed his teacher for many years.

If Sylvester has come to a conclusion, the possibility is high.

“No doubt. ‘Killmuris’, it’s definitely my teacher’s sword.”

‘Well, there’s a possibility.’

I was aware of that too.

For some reason, the swordsmanship reproduced with this sword is similar to his.

At first, I thought it was just my imagination, but if Sylvester himself mentioned it, it must be true.

Sylvester’s teacher. Melas Difrex.

Is it really his sword?

“Actually…”

I told him the truth.

From how I got the sword to the magic formula built into this sword.

However, I left out the messages that only I could see.

Because I can’t even guess how to make him believe it.

“…So, you got it by chance.”

“When I first picked this up, it was in bad condition. It felt like it had deteriorated over a long period of time… and for some reason, it moved on its own and attacked people.”

“No way! There’s no such function!”

Sylvester denied that alone as if he couldn’t believe it.

“In the first place, my teacher’s sword… doesn’t have that kind of ability.”

That’s also an unexpected fact.

Originally, the effect of the magic sword Killmuris he was talking about is said to be a sword that warns the user of danger.

A sword that only has a kind of alarm effect.

Sylvester’s teacher believed that swordsmanship should only be performed with his own skills, so he didn’t like swords with powerful power.

The effect is completely different from the sword I’m holding now.

‘Is he confused…’

It’s absurd that his teacher’s sword is in the hands of a completely random person.

“Well, I don’t know who your teacher is. Maybe it’s just a sword with a similar basic base.”

Don’t think too deeply.

“Isn’t there a possibility that it’s just a sword with a similar design?”

In reality, I also think that the suspicion is not false.

However, that’s not something he should think about.

“Or would you like to investigate?”

“…There’s no need for that.”

Sylvester shook his head.

“Above all, the ability of that sword will be more valuable if you use it, Aileen.”

Sylvester, who has already perfectly mastered swordsmanship, does not need the ability to use aura and reproduce swordsmanship.

Above all, he has awakened additional power by contracting with a spirit this time.

He probably thinks he has almost caught up with his teacher.

Then you don’t need it.

“Maybe my teacher left it behind with some intention. If so, it would be better for you to keep using it, Aileen.”

“Then I’ll use it without hesitation.”

I smiled and took the sword back and said jokingly.

Shall we change the subject?

To a more constructive story.