That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 222

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Chapter 222

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Add a few more chests to the gifts being sent to Briyang.”

 

Benjamin Fluas.

 

At his cold command, the Chief Attendant hurriedly bowed his head.

 

“Yes. Your Highness the Prince. I will prepare and load them immediately.”

 

The servants led by the Chief Attendant could barely breathe properly. Only when Benjamin gestured for them to withdraw did they quickly exit the bedroom.

 

The luxurious bedroom was thoroughly permeated with the smell of medicine. All the thick curtains were drawn down, blocking out the sunlight and breeze from outside, filling the room with a gloomy atmosphere.

 

The procession of gifts bearing the name of the Sorsen Royal Palace and heading to Grand Duke Frazier House was thus prepared with an enormous sum totaling 30 billion gold.

 

“You… you…! If you waste the national treasury so recklessly… cough… cough!”

 

A weakened voice flowed from within the bed behind thick curtains.

 

Benjamin shifted his gaze.

 

“Please do not be angry. It will harm your health.”

 

It was an affectionate voice. However, not even a trace of warmth could be found in Benjamin’s eyes that seemed embedded with pure gold beads.

 

“You, you… cough, cough!”

 

Benjamin strode toward the bed with his long legs, knelt on one knee, and spoke respectfully.

 

“Royal Father.”

 

“Are you… determined to… ruin this kingdom… cough…!”

 

“The national treasury was not used for the gifts sent to Frazier. It is entirely my personal funds. Royal Father.”

 

“That’s impossible…! How could such money… exist as a mere prince’s private wealth…!”

 

“Why don’t you believe me? Ah.”

 

Benjamin smiled as sharp and cold as icicles formed on glass.

 

“You must have thought that a prince with such a lowly slave as a mother would remain poor even after becoming crown prince. Royal Father.”

 

The King could not answer properly as he kept coughing. A faint scent of blood could be detected among the medicinal smell filling the bedroom.

 

“But unfortunately, I have that level of ability. So I bought your country and bought your position too, didn’t I? Royal Father.”

 

“How dare you, how dare you… mock my decisions with such words…!”

 

“Royal Father. If you hadn’t sold yourself to me, this country would have collapsed long ago trying to feed all the women you touched. As a son, I’m truly embarrassed that someone so lacking in ability is so fond of women.”

 

“Insolent, such an insolent bastard…!”

 

The King rose up in anger then collapsed again. Benjamin stood up and looked down at the King with cold eyes.

 

“A father who sold himself to his son talks too much. I didn’t spend a single penny of your money, so just die slowly.”

 

“Benjamin Fluas…!”

 

Golden eyes looked toward the window where a little light seeped in. The warmth outside seemed so far away it would never reach him in his lifetime.

 

The cold golden eyes took on a lonely light. He quietly murmured.

 

“This country must be offered entirely to that woman…”

 

“Someone, is no one there…! Is no one… cough, cough!”

 

But no one came in. The Sorsen Kingdom was already in Benjamin’s grasp.

 

However, Benjamin did not look pleased at all. He didn’t even show the exhilarated expression typical of someone who had succeeded in revenge.

 

He felt suffocated.

 

As always, he felt suffocated.

 

Benjamin lowered his head and breathed slowly and deeply. It felt as if his chest had been clawed open with blood spilling everywhere.

 

This splendid bedroom of the King of Sorsen, the kingdom, and even countless gold.

 

Everything would eventually become his.

 

Everything would fall into the hands of Benjamin Fluas.

 

Yet he felt no satisfaction.

 

He had grasped handfuls with both hands, but nothing meaningful was there.

 

No matter how much he chewed rotten meat, his old hunger could not be satisfied. Even if he grabbed his starved throat and screamed until it burst, he could never hear the answer he had wanted his whole life.

 

What he wanted was only one thing.

 

But she had granted him nothing.

 

She had only coldly thrust a dagger into Benjamin’s chest with a look full of contempt.

 

Benjamin slowly walked across the blood-red carpet. He moved his feet leisurely.

 

When did it start.

 

When did I dare to covet you.

 

Because she had cared for his young self, he must have thought he was something special.

 

Like gold buried in mud, he must have inwardly boasted thinking he was a precious treasure.

 

So he dared to think that she might desire him.

 

That if he offered to sell his body, she would gladly buy him.

 

That he had at least that much value…

 

It felt as if eternal winter had settled in his chest.

 

“Your Highness the Prince.”

 

“Your Highness.”

 

As he emerged from the King’s bedroom filled with medicinal smells, Benjamin’s eyes grew even colder.

 

“How strange. Why is my youngest brother kneeling?”

 

Benjamin’s last remaining brother, the last prince remaining in the palace, was kneeling on the cold marble floor, grasping his legs and pleading.

 

“Your Highness! Please, just once, just once let me meet Royal Father!”

 

“Royal Father is in good health, so there’s no need to worry.”

 

“Please, Your Highness the Prince…”

 

The prince pleaded desperately.

 

“Aren’t we still brothers who share the same father? How can you prevent me from seeing him even once when Royal Father is so critically ill? How can Your Highness be so cruel to your brothers!”

 

Benjamin, who had been looking down at the prince with an expressionless face, suddenly trampled his palm with his boot.

 

“Aaah!”

 

“What’s cruel is how you all treated me like this when I was young.”

 

“Aaaah!”

 

“And my brothers taught me, didn’t they? That this is how you treat beggars under your power.”

 

The prince’s hand was crushed, blood seeping out and bones twisted. Only then did Benjamin lift his foot and mercilessly kick the prince’s chest.

 

“Take him away.”

 

The knights standing behind immediately bound and dragged the prince away. With his face drenched in cold sweat, the prince shouted in resentment.

 

“Benjamin! You dirty slave’s son! You’ll never be safe! Selling all your brothers as male concubines? You trash worse than garbage, you lowly bastard!”

 

Benjamin, with both hands in his pockets, laughed as if it were ridiculous.

 

“Just like the trash who share my blood. The curses you all shout when being sold are exactly the same. Did you all practice together…”

 

To Benjamin, it was resentment he had heard so often it was utterly boring.

 

“Well, since you all got sold to similar places, the hatred festering in your hearts must be similar too.”

 

Benjamin had sold off all his brothers. They had all been sold to foreign countries very far from the Sorsen Kingdom.

 

The people who bought the princes had different statuses and nationalities, but they had two things in common.

 

One.

 

They were wealthy enough to buy beautiful princes as playthings.

 

Two.

 

They were aged old ladies.

 

Now that even that prince had been sold off, no more of Benjamin’s siblings remained in the Sorsen Royal Palace. Not a single one.

 

Unlike the warm sunlight, the outside temperature was gradually dropping. Benjamin walked while feeling the lonely and cool air touching his nose.

 

“Your Highness the Prince.”

 

It was then that an advisor approached.

 

“There’s strong opposition regarding the Somer Mine matter. Deploying new workers to the mine is really…”

 

“Proceed as planned.”

 

“But Your Highness the Prince. Although they are all prisoners, the advisors are expressing concern that it’s too inhumane…”

 

The advisor was genuinely worried.

 

“It’s a treacherous mine where once you enter, you can never come out again, and the intensity of physical labor is extremely high…”

 

“So?”

 

“…Your Majesty.”

 

“If there’s labor that can mine the veins more cheaply than using prisoners, present it to me. If it’s not bad, I’ll review it personally.”

 

“….”

 

“Speak up.”

 

“….”

 

There was no warmth in Benjamin’s eyes. Eyes that couldn’t find life, like rusted metal.

 

Crown Prince Benjamin had recently been obsessed only with scraping together money.

 

He was originally a person crazy about collecting money, but now that degree was excessive. He didn’t sleep properly and barely ate any food.

 

The Advisor couldn’t adapt to his suddenly changed master at all, but he also couldn’t answer Benjamin’s words.

 

“Execute it without delay. Labor is 18 hours a day. If they collapse, whip them awake, and if they get injured, there’s no need to spend money on treatment. Leave them as they are, and when they stop breathing, throw them in a pit and bury them.”

 

The money accumulated in Benjamin’s personal warehouse over the past few weeks had surpassed the level of the past few years, but.

 

“Not enough. Sickeningly not enough.”

 

Benjamin gave a self-deprecating laugh. He moved his steps toward the next business partner. There wasn’t even time to sit and rest for a moment.

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