My Lucky Encounter From The Game Turned Into Reality - M.L.E Chapter 65: Saint Candidate (Part 2)

In a situation where armed conflict could break out at any moment, my words were enough to change the atmosphere.

Earl Acres was bewildered, and Lady Otis stared at me wide-eyed.

“You truly are an extraordinary individual.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“What is the performance level?”

“I can proudly say it’s on par with other Force equipment produced in our kingdom.”

“Oh, if it’s Force equipment from the Reinhart Kingdom, it’s quite exceptional. Do you happen to have a prototype?”

“I only have a Force converter, but here you go.”

An unexpected trading atmosphere.

I presented a prototype Force converter I had produced through the acquisition of the magic tower in the subspace to Isara.

The Force converter was the core of the Vanguard that converted Aura into Force, as the name suggested.

“The design is unique.”

“While performance is crucial, aesthetics matter too.”

Since the Force converter was an item nearly impossible to disassemble, it couldn’t be analyzed just by looking at it. Therefore, to confirm its authenticity, they had to directly infuse Aura into it.

When the Revolutionary Forces’ Aura Master infused Aura, the Force converter emitted a bright blue light, and Force was released.

Upon this, a smile spread across the face of Commander Isara.

“There’s no room for doubt. You truly are remarkable.”

Though the plan deviated, as long as they achieved their goal somehow, there was no reason for them to reject my proposal.

“However, it’s surprising. What’s the reason for revealing a closely guarded secret just to help us?”

“Because I like you guys.”

Was my answer unexpected?

Isara seemed momentarily surprised but soon burst into hearty laughter.

“Receiving Marquis Adrian’s attention is an unexpected gain.”

“So, please negotiate the price accordingly.”

“Haha!”

With a hearty laugh, Commander Isara seemed quite pleased.

However, at that moment, Acres, who had been silent, interjected with concerns.

“But, are you sure about this? A technology exchange, this is clearly illegal.”

“All of us here can solve it by keeping our mouths shut.”

“Huh?”

“Since we know each other’s secrets, let’s handle it ourselves. The true identities of these individuals treated as rebels by the Republic government, Lady Otis, who holds a treasure that could face an attack from the Bringum Empire anytime, and my illegal dealings – it’s already a complex web.”

In simple terms, it was a threat.

A veiled threat that if they spoke carelessly, Lady Otis could be in danger.

Thanks to that, Acres became completely dumb and kept his mouth shut, realizing the potential danger.

It seemed like I needed to have a separate conversation with this individual.

“Does that mean we’re sharing secrets now?”

However, Lady Otis, proving once again that she wasn’t an ordinary person, was directing her attention to an unexpected place.

“That seems to be the case.”

“Wow, okay. I’ll be sure to keep the secret.”

Actually, it wouldn’t matter even if it got exposed. It could be settled with a bluff.

“Now, shall we discuss the payment for the transaction?”

“It somehow feels intimidating.”

Ah, by the way, the reason I readily engaged in the deal was not only because I liked them, but also because the thought of someone else making money with the Fate I acquired made me uncomfortable.

After pouring 10 trillion into the Saintess Creation Operation of Ivril, there was a financial gap, and this opportunity came in handy.

* * *

In the royal prince’s palace, Acres and Lady Otis, summoned there, deeply nodded at the visibly angered demeanor of Prince Michael.

“Do you realize that your actions could pose a significant threat to our faction?”

“I-I’m sorry.”

“We deeply regret it.”

Afterwards, the two of them endured the prince’s admonishment for quite some time.

Prince Michael demonstrated what it meant to scold someone verbally, and it seemed impossible to follow his example.

“Behave properly from now on.”

“We will keep that in mind.”

With that, the lengthy 30-minute reprimand came to an end, and Acres, with a tired expression, finally brought up the question he had been holding back.

“But, aren’t Marquis Lawrence and Count Klein on the Second Prince’s side? Why are they here?”

A glance directed at me and Arcia, sitting casually, enjoying a cup of tea, in one corner of the prince’s room.

‘This is tricky; I should have been more cautious.’

I lowered my head and asked the prince for an explanation. He let out a deep sigh and responded.

“Well, they’re from our faction.”

“What?”

It seems Lady Otis has already caught on.

She looked at Earl Acres, her elderly relative, as if he were pitiful, and spoke.

“It means they created a smokescreen to make it seem like they belonged to the Second Prince’s faction. Did you think we wouldn’t notice the moment you tried to manipulate us? The Second Prince probably wishes for my uncle’s death.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Is it because I’ve spent my whole life swinging a sword that he became this dumb?

My brain is truly that of an innocent noble.

Lady Otis seemed to think they had become closer through this incident and sent a wink.

Then, Arcia, who had been silently observing the situation, spoke up.

“I think it would be good to kill him.”

While the unexpected windfall brought joy, Lady Otis’s presence remained burdensome. It seemed necessary to seriously consider Arcia’s proposal.

Lord Acres, understanding the situation, seemed delighted, applauding naively as if relieved merely by being in the same faction.

“Your Highness, you should see the news.”

Although I wanted to return to the estate, Lord Acres insisted, and reluctantly, we gathered in the parlor. A subordinate, whom I had encountered several times in the royal palace, rushed into the office.

“The news?”

We all exchanged glances, manipulating the terminal. Soon, realizing what he intended to announce, our expressions hardened.

[Brigum Empire Declares War on the Freeus Republic!]