I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 173
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【Chapter 173】
I was only pretending to lower my guard, not actually doing it.
While I wondered if there were really no other intentions, the members continued their conversation.
“I was shocked out of my mind. Haha.”
“He’s an amazing young master. If that young master were to use his abilities in earnest… I’m curious what rosy future awaits the Frozen Kingdom.”
Even as they answered this way, they absolutely never mentioned the truth that Kail was a Maein, not an ability user.
Well, even if Bishop wasn’t a spy, Kail’s identity was classified information.
“Aren’t you curious? If the ability to control monsters is real, and it must be real. Then humanity would completely change.”
Having said that much, Bishop took a sip of his tea.
“So, I was thinking of hosting a monster training competition at the Academy soon…”
His gaze, which had been subtly trailing off, was now looking at me.
“Aisha. You seem to be on good personal terms with Young Master Kail, could you extend an invitation?”
“Huh?”
“I was originally going to ask Grace Majesty, but she’s not here right now… Hahaha! Meeting you worked out even better!”
An embarrassed hearty laugh echoed through the room.
What? Was this why he participated in the meeting?
“…Teacher. So there was a reason you participated in a meeting you had no interest in.”
“What do you mean? I came because I received an invitation from Grace Majesty.”
Despite his seemingly prepared excuse, I looked at Bishop with coldly cooled eyes.
At least it was fortunate that he hadn’t approached with impure motives as a spy from Doctia.
He, who seemed to have iron plating on his face, playfully nudged my shoulder.
“Come on-. Don’t be like that and please extend the invitation? Who knows what might happen if Young Master Kail comes and uses his abilities. Even I, who’s in the opposition, might switch to supporting him?”
“You’re quite good at sweet-talking young Miss Aisha, Bishop Viscount.”
Maria made a straightforward diagnosis of Bishop’s current state.
“I think age doesn’t matter when dealing with someone I can gain something from. Hahaha!”
“Wouldn’t it be something to ask for rather than gain?”
“Come on-, Marchioness Maria. She’s my student.”
Bishop, who had been winking, seemed embarrassed by his own behavior and scratched the back of his neck again.
Our teacher was the strongest at the Academy, but this is how he is in social circles.
It’s a bit pitiful, but it was probably because of this honest personality that he could win Grace’s favor.
‘And if Kail participates in the competition and proves his abilities… wouldn’t that be a good thing?’
For reference, the monster training competition was the first event hosted by the Academy to commemorate the newly completed Monster Training Facility.
Grace, the Academy’s chancellor, had always wanted Academy students to become familiar with monsters.
Even if not to make them feel affection, she wanted to eliminate the fear of monsters in preparation for potential threats.
Due to safety concerns, there was much opposing public opinion, and various plans had been scrapped.
But as the Monster Training Facility was completed by the Crosht Family and many nobles began visiting the facility, public opinion shifted slightly positive.
The rules for this competition were simple.
Successfully communicate with the gentle monsters released in the forest behind the Academy and bring them to the competition headquarters.
Because of this, for weeks before the competition, the library had no empty seats due to students researching the characteristics and favorite foods of the monsters that would appear.
Moreover, since it was hosted by the Academy, students of various social standings from nobles to commoners would participate.
While nobles’ word-of-mouth spread faster than light, commoners’ word-of-mouth, though not fast, had strong solidarity.
If they saw Kail’s abilities directly, it would surely increase his popularity among the empire’s citizens.
‘Reputation needs to be good not only among nobles but also among commoners.’
Perhaps this competition could be a good opportunity?
“Hmm. I’ll ask him about it.”
When I accepted after consideration, Bishop’s mouth fell wide open.
“Really? Yes!”
“Teacher. As I always feel, your way of speaking is really frivolous.”
“What does it matter? Everyone’s laughing. Hahahaha!”
“…You really are incorrigible.”
“Grace Majesty likes unique people, doesn’t she? That’s why she keeps us around.”
As he said, the members of the Monster Appreciation Society also burst into small laughter as if they couldn’t help it.
The meeting ended on such a harmonious note.
Bishop, who had even gotten promises from them to visit occasionally, patted my head with a triumphant expression.
“Prepare hard for the competition. Of course, you’re close to monsters, but don’t be overconfident that you’ll come in first!”
“Yes!”
“Though you’ve always come in first.”
“Right?”
“The monsters really followed you to a strange degree!”
Well, that’s because I can communicate with monsters.
Of course, that’s a secret. Shh.
“Anyway, see you then.”
Bishop was cheerful until we parted.
Every time he burst into laughter, the sheep-shaped pendant necklace swaying near his neck sparkled and shone.
It was a pleasant meeting.
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At the same time.
Crash-!
Thunder struck between the gray storm clouds that covered the sky.
The entrance to the Duchy of Tia Palace, where the weather was particularly harsh today, was swept only by cold winds.
“Even the weather dislikes it when those bastards come.”
Ptui.
The gatekeeper spat on the ground with an indifferent face.
Today was the day Croste Duke would visit as part of the Frozen Kingdom’s delegation.
Usually, when other foreigners visited, they would try their best to make a good impression, but Croste was different.
“I mean, really. What kind of shameless face does someone who killed his own son just for being from Doctia have to come visit the Kingdom of Doctia?”
A few days ago.
An article was prominently featured on the front page of the Kingdom of Doctia’s newspaper.
[The Crosht Family of the Frozen Kingdom kills their blood relative after 20 years of separation… Just for being from Doctia.]
The citizens of the Kingdom of Doctia who read the newspaper were initially confused, then later outraged.
Duke Calips Crosht, the hero who had saved humanity from monsters, had killed his own child just because of their origin,
And especially because they were from Doctia, where they themselves were born and raised!
“He lost the child himself, then mercilessly killed his blood relative who must have grown up struggling?”
“I never knew he was such a cold person without blood or tears. Moreover, killing someone for being from Doctia – isn’t that hatred toward our kingdom?”
The gossip about Duke Calips Crosht wasn’t circulating only among the gatekeepers.
The maids preparing tea and refreshments for him, no, everyone throughout the entire Kingdom of Doctia was reluctant about the Duke’s visit.
In this situation, it was natural that even those who had secretly admired the Frozen Kingdom while clashing with it as rivals began to distrust it.
The delegation visit had been planned quite a while ago, but to maintain those plans even in this situation.
“What kind of scraps is he trying to get?”
“Whatever it is, we won’t let him in nicely.”
That’s when it happened.
“…I think they’re coming?”
The ground began to shake slightly along with the sound of hundreds of horses approaching.
The gatekeepers reluctantly straightened their posture, but didn’t hide their disgust.
It should be the delegation, not the gatekeepers, who should be reading the room and being intimidated.
However.
When they saw the roughly 200 mounted guards and the man leading them at the front.
The gatekeepers realized something was wrong.
Though it was dark and hard to see clearly, the distinctly shining red eyes flickered like the gaze of a top predator.
That’s right.
For some unknown reason, despite coming as an envoy, they were absolutely furious.
He had the intuition that if the conversation didn’t end positively, there was no telling what the 200 knights might do right away.
Soon Callipus, who had quickly approached, stopped his horse in front of them.
“This is an envoy from the Frozen Kingdom’s Croste Ducal House. Show proper respect to His Grace the Duke and open the gates.”
“P-please enter.”
When one knight spoke with dignity, the flustered gatekeepers unconsciously bowed their heads deeply.
As Callipus’s party entered the royal palace—
‘What, what’s this?’
‘I don’t know either.’
The procession of countless horses and knights passed by, and the gatekeepers who had somehow gotten caught in between exchanged glances in conversation.
After the Sedric incident, this was the first official meeting between Frozen and Doctia.
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“Your Majesty, the Frozen envoy has arrived at the royal palace entrance. Duke Callipus, who came as the envoy representative, is moving to the audience chamber.”
“Is that so? How many knights did he bring?”
“About 200… or so it seems.”
It was far too many troops to be considered an envoy.
The aide bowed his head as if frightened, but King Burey only chuckled.
200 men.
Was this a declaration of war saying they’d start a battle at any moment?
Since he had fully expected this from the moment they said they’d send an envoy, there was nothing to be flustered about.
Rather, the King’s mood improved.
The more the Duke rampaged, the more certain the public enemy became.
If he could successfully conclude this audience with the Duke, his reputation would naturally rise and the scattered foundation of the royal family could become solid.
And he had a gift of apology that the Duke would find acceptable.
“Quickly escort him to the audience chamber!”
King Burey shouted triumphantly.
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