A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

303 – The End of Incompetence (3)

To conclude, St. Geo overlooked one thing.

There is a possibility that Naria transferred her right of return to someone else.

‘Maybe the reason I’ve been hiding my identity until now was so I could see that today.’

“aaah!!”

The incompetent king continues to scream and swing his fist at the golden dragon.

“Do it! Please do it! Please send me back to the past!!”

Until now, I have kept the regression completely hidden.

I kept it a secret not only from my family, but also from Naria, who sent me to the past.

Even to Astasia.

I never mentioned the ‘my own return’ part to Robert, who I could talk to about most things with ease.

‘If I had told anyone, the information would have leaked out and reached the ears of the Incompetent King.’

It wasn’t because of distrust of those around me.

I just knew that if I said all the information out loud, it would be reproduced and reproduced to others if there was someone who heard it, so I was just careful and careful as much as possible.

So I was able to hide the fact that I had regressed until now.

‘I adjusted it well.’

To the limits of what the genius of the bloodline can show.

At times, he showed a foolish side and made people let down their guard by saying, ‘Of course, that’s what a child does.’

Thanks to that, this was possible.

Because he didn’t display a level of genius that would make you think he was a child, he was able to prevent others from thinking, ‘This guy has a child’s body, but isn’t there actually an adult inside?’

The Habsburg emperor who knows the other side of the world is out of the question.

Platinum Lord Aperia is also out of the question, as she cannot tell the truth even if she wants to because of her contract with the Golden Dragon.

‘Honestly, it wasn’t something I revealed, it was just that these two were strange.’

Even though White Gold Lord knew that Nostrum’s bloodline could return, it is strange that the emperor inferred information based only on historical records and the activities of heroes.

What’s even more strange is the emperor who noticed something strange through my actions and quickly deduced that ‘Gray Gibraltar has returned’.

In other words, it can be said to be competent.

In other words, Saint Geo Nostrum, who never noticed that I had regressed even under similar conditions, can be said to be truly ‘incompetent’.

‘Since I regressed, I should have known that other people can regress too.’

Of course, it is not easy to notice.

Maybe he has been scolding and tormenting Naria to find out.

But Naria did not return.

Perhaps she knew about the princess of the ruined country who gave me the right to return?

‘He must have known that if he returned and was caught by the incompetent king, he would definitely be killed.’

10 years old.

If Naria, not me, had returned.

When she returned to the past, if Saint Geonostrum had discovered that Naria had returned.

‘With a lottery, you don’t know if you win or lose until you open it, but if you lose, it becomes trash.’

For St. Geo Nostrum, Naria was insurance.

If she knew that Naria herself had used the insurance, she would have killed Naria or tried to wait another 20 years by giving birth to a new child.

‘Both in the past and in this life, in the end, I got the last shot right.’

It’s thanks to Naria.

How can we see an incompetent king broken and falling like that?

“Now, she is irreversible.”

It’s good to keep watching, but now it’s time to end.

“Saint Geo Nostrum. Every king could rewrite history by rewinding his failures. Gold remembers all time, but people do not remember history.”

I slowly climbed the golden dragon, leisurely tapping the dragon with my staff.

“The miracle of return. It was natural for someone to leave such a record for future generations, whether in an essay or a history book. This was the king’s prerogative, and it was a surer means of strengthening the royal authority than anything else. “

Are you trying to kill me?

If you fail, I’ll go back to the past and kill you.

“If you don’t disclose it once, you may think it is possible infinitely, so it could have been an overwhelming reign of terror based on a miracle not given to ordinary people.”

Power, assets, wealth, and ability.

In the end, it is said that things built up like mountains turn to dust when someone ‘clicks’ and rewinds time, so how can one point a sword at the king?

“But it doesn’t work anymore.”

“Ugh, yes, you b*stard…!!”

Climb up to the golden dragon’s head and look down at St. Geo Nostrum from its forehead.

“It’s ugly.”

Except for the upper part of the neck, the entire remaining body had turned into writhing gold. It was truly an appearance that would have insulted the entire Nostrum if left in history.

“There is a saying that imperial historians often say: History belongs to the victors. Only the information chosen and left behind by the victors becomes the truth and is passed on to future generations.”

“Ugh, if it weren’t for you…!”

“Even if it wasn’t me, even if someone else than me had come to the past, you would have been ruined.”

I glanced at my father and then at Naria.

So that Saint Geo can openly feel those gazes.

“My brother Noir, or Letard. Even if my knight, Sir Robert, had returned to the past, he would have definitely succeeded. You are more incompetent than anyone else in Nostrum.”

“Shut up!”

“What would a person without any abilities other than inheriting the blood of Nostrum do? Except use the miracles and powers left behind by the Golden Dragon.”

I came down from the top of the golden dragon’s head and lightly stretched my staff forward.

“You are just a person who was lucky enough to become king.”

Pa-ang.

When he extends the tip of his staff as if scattering it using his aura, the head of the Incompetent King falls from the hourglass.

“Ah, ah…!!”

He stretched out his hand toward the hourglass, flailing through the scattered golden body, but his hand could not grasp anything.

He cannot correct his posture in the air like other knights or float in the air like wizards, and he cannot even use powers that might be able to produce similar miracles.

Per-eok.

It just falls to the floor.

The golden body spread like slime barely succeeded in protecting his head his, but his eyes his his his rolled back as if the shock was spreading throughout his body his

“This will be recorded in history.”

I jumped off the golden dragon’s head and landed lightly in front of the Incompetent King with one foot.

“Saint Geo Nostrum. The shame of the kingdom. He enjoys only luxury and pleasure, and enjoys a debauched life with only sycophants around him. He is a rare cancer lord who accuses Gibraltar of being a traitor in order to ruin the peace of the continent and turn the empire into an enemy country.

“Hey, you traitor!!”

“He is a traitor. Whose point of view is that?”

The gaze of the incompetent king is on me.

“Ultimately, you are the one who made the Guardian of the Valley lower his sword from the Empire. Once this is done, I will announce it to the whole world as soon as I go outside.”

After taking a light breath.

“King St. Geonostrum unjustly branded our family as traitors. He made ridiculous demands on us, and he could not accept them.”

“When did I… !”

“When? Always.”

Saint Geo Nostrum is a person who takes it for granted that he has everything.

“You don’t have to explicitly ask for this or that, just clearing your throat can be enough to make a demand. No. Coercion.”

It may be because he is a king, but the fact that such a person ascended to the throne in the first place created the worst synergy.

“Forcing them to build a golden airship, stealing the magic automatic ship given to them by the Emperor of the Empire and burning it, or embezzling a large amount of funds provided in good faith by the Empire to create Orosol Academy.”

“That’s…!”

“This is what I experienced firsthand, and the data remaining in the Barcel territory is enough to reveal all of your actions.”

“What, what… ?”

“Zero Barcel.”

I lightly waved my hand at the Incompetent King.

“So, shouldn’t you have been nice to him on a regular basis?”

“S-No way…!”

“Yes, that’s it.”

Leaving a ledger, accumulating evidence, writing a memorandum-

‘I didn’t do it.’

Zeros Barcel was a foolishly loyal soldier, so he only watched Saint Geo Nostrum’s actions from the sidelines and did not try to use them to betray anything.

On the contrary, after the Barcel Post was taken over, he was the first to secretly use his subordinates in the post to destroy materials related to corruption.

But.

“You really have a good subordinate.”

“Ugh, wow!!”

The dead have no words.

“You piece of trash!! I will definitely take revenge!! As soon as I return, I will purge everyone from Barcelona for treason!!”

Even though Zeros Barcel wants to prove that he is innocent, he is not here.

He is already dead, and unless the incompetent king resurrects him, he can never be revived.

“That’s strange. Why do you think you can definitely go back to the past?”

“W-what…?”

“Let’s end this slowly, father.”

“Hmm.”

My father walked slowly behind me.

The incompetent king didn’t even think about reforming his body, just kept turning his head back and forth, looking up at us with an urgent expression.

“This…!”

“How hard it was to re-knit the tube.”

Boom!

My father stamped something huge and gray on the ground in front of the Incompetent King.

An item that my father and I personally prepared during the end of the year for the incompetent king, who was the only gray person in the golden temple.

“Grey. I’m only going to put the head in, but wouldn’t it be a bit awkward if I just used this?”

“You should be given the freedom to move your head around inside. Isn’t it true if a prison is too tight on the body?”

“Is that the level of mercy you would show?”

“It’s not mercy, it’s oppression. Even after death, even if the soul escapes, it cannot escape this coffin.”

“W-what did you do…”

The Incompetent King rolled his eyes as he looked at the gray object his father had stamped on the floor – the ‘sarcophagus’.

“You’re trying to trap me in there?! No way! I, I don’t die! I’m immortal!”

“Gray. I know you don’t want to talk, but let me ask you something.”

Before my father opened the door to the sarcophagus, he lightly held his sword back with one hand.

“Did this person come back to life in the time you remembered?”

“No.”

I shook my head firmly.

“He was executed in front of 10,000 people in a way that was so ugly that it could not even be compared to now.”

“…Then at least it will be a better death than now.”

“Wait a minute! Lord, you’re killing me?! I-I’m dying?! That can’t be possible! I’m immortal-“

“Queen Naria.”

My father turned his head towards me.

“In the end, will the queen do it?”

“…”

Naria held her musket upside down and shook her head.

“I will close the coffin lid.”

“In that case.”

My father raised the sword imbued with red aura high.

“I will deal with this person.”

“Now, wait a minute…! That’s right!! If you send me back to the past, I’ll never see Charles again-“

Phu-uuk.

“Don’t talk nonsense with that dirty mouth.”

The father cut off St. Geonostrum’s head faster than ever before, even before his mother’s name was said.

And.

“…”

“…”

He looked at me for a moment and noticed, but I simply responded by closing my eyes.

Long story short, no need.

Just.

Because only one fact was important.

St. Geo Nostrum.

Here, die.