World's Strongest Troll

Chapter 211 Fall of the Empire (2)

The Harmel Empire dominates the eastern part of the 2nd continent of Arcadia.

At the conference where the aristocrats who support this huge empire gathered in one place, a fierce debate continued to take place.

“Continent conquest! What the hell are you talking about!”

“The time has come for our empire to finally fulfill its long-cherished wish. How can one who does not take risks get glory?”

Radicals who want to start a war, and moderates who say what kind of bullshit that is.

The nobles, who had been divided between Prince Dmitry and Prince Vines, opposed each other's opinions with plausible reasons.

“It is to fulfill the long-cherished wish of unifying the continent that Emperor Wilhelm Crouch, the founder of our empire, wanted to achieve. I don't know what's wrong with trying to do what our ancestors couldn't do. Do you refuse to exalt the honor and glory of the Empire?”

The Harmel Empire dreamed of unifying the continent in the past. However, the strong Bamal Empire, built in the cold of the northern cold, stood in the way.

“It's not like that! No matter how valuable the Dragonborn is, the Barmal Empire is not a place that can be touched so hastily. If an attack fails to bring them down, they will fight back again and again, targeting the heart of the Empire. Not to mention losing influence over all but a few southern kingdoms!”

The Barmal Empire, the eternal rival of the Harmel Empire and a thorn in the eye.

The reason they were able to hold the Harmel Empire's leash and make a strong check was none other than the Great Forest Amil region located right next to the Harmel Empire.

“No matter how much Elves have started interacting with humans in the Amil area, they still reject those who do not accept their permission. Not to mention the dangerous poisonous insects and monsters scattered around. Like it or not, in order to advance to the center of the continent, you have no choice but to go through the territory of the Bamal Empire, but you cannot break the peace that has been maintained for a long time with hasty judgment. The damage to the empire if this plan fails is too great.”

The Harmel Empire had to maintain a strategic friendly relationship with the Barmal Empire because of its geopolitical location. Prince Vines vehemently opposed the claims of Prince Dmitry's faction because he did not want a catastrophic event in which all economic and political channels stretching across the continent were blocked at once after proceeding with only uncertain possibilities. .

“Your Majesty, please stop this crazy plan. This is not the glory and revival of the empire, but the downfall and ruin. Please, I beg you to reconsider this matter with your wise wisdom.”

Vines bowed his head and asked the Emperor. However, Dmitri muttered while looking at him with contempt.

“He must be afraid to go to the battlefield because of the war. A cowardly bastard.”

Dmitri speaks to himself in a loud voice as if to be heard. Hearing his words, Vines looked at him with an angry, hostile look and tried to argue.

“What are you saying right now...!”

But before he could finish his words, Dmitri exuded a strong force.

“Are you unaware of how many benefits and glory our Harmel Empire has been robbed by the Bamal Empire in the fear that the road to the continent might be blocked? Even if they insulted and ridiculed us as cowards, we had no choice but to remain silent no matter what kind of humiliation we suffered. Because I was engulfed in fear and anxiety without ever having fought properly.”

Countless various wars of nerves that took place in the past with the Barmal Empire. However, there were many times when they backed down without saying a word of regret to those who were always holding on to their lives, so the eyes of the nobles began to change little by little at Dmitri's words. Then he took out an antique scroll from his bosom and started a counterattack.

“Last night, I secretly received an answer from the 5th Mage Tower. You will stand by us in exchange for the dragon bones.”

Five magic towers that exert a strong influence on the entire continent.

At the word that all of them had turned to their side, exclamations of astonishment were heard from all over the conference hall.

“All of the 5 5 Magic Towers...?”

“How can it be...they always stick to neutrality and only seek profit...?”

“Dragonborn... was that enough...?”

It was an unusual situation where not only one specific magic tower, but all the magic towers that dominated the continent stood on one side. Excluding the attack of Argamer, the black magician who led the Legion of Death in the past, it was the first time this had happened, so everyone's eyes began to look in amazement.

“Along with that, I summoned the best artisans of the empire and ordered them to secretly process the dragon bones. I haven't figured out the exact processing method yet... but since the Mage Tower dispatched excellent mages, I'll figure out how to smelt it soon. Then, under the full support of the Empire, we will create powerful weapons that have never existed before.”

“That's like that...”

The nobles opened their eyes wide and opened their mouths as if they were so surprised that they lost their words. Looking at them like that, Dmitri asked with a funny expression.

“Have you guys thought about it? What will happen if hundreds of powerful weapons like the proud treasure of our empire, ‘Excalibur', are created?”

“.....”

His question fell into silence in the conference room.

The aristocrats who had been vehemently against it until recently. However, they seemed to be in trouble with strange expressions on their faces. Calmly and prudently, Dmitri started pounding furiously on the calculator in his head about the chances of success for his dream plan and the benefits it would bring to them and the empire.

And the Duke of Diern, who noticed just by looking in the eyes that the nobles had almost crossed over, looked at the emperor and said,

“Your Majesty, in the past we have been working hard to weaken the influence of the Barmal Empire. However, the plan that Prince Vines had conceived was recently turned into a blank slate by adventurers. Not only did the Maroon Kingdom lose all influence, but the war with the Paquel Kingdom, a powerful ally of the Barmal Empire, was also in vain.”

The Harmel Empire has been working for a long time by handing over enormous goods and interests to the Duke of Bergen in the Maroon Kingdom. However, the situation of the Maroon Kingdom began to return urgently due to the absurd death of the Duke of Bergen and the Holy Empire that started rampaging right before the start of the uprising.

The Duke of Diern spoke to the emperor, citing the painful failure of a mediocre adventurer to become the king of a country for the first time and become a duck egg in the Nakdonggang River without even finding the end result.

“We need to move before the Barmal Empire tightens our throat any more. Our empire has no tiles left. As Chancellor of the great Harmel Empire, Duke of Diern de Carfloss, I hereby officially declare that I support the will of Prince Dmitri.”

Official declaration of support for Prince Dmitry.

The first person who did it was the Chancellor of the Empire and in charge of all internal affairs, so the aftermath was enormous beyond imagination.

“As the lord of the Karkin domain of the vast Harmel Empire, the Marquis of Kybel von Arbenian, I support the will of Prince Dmitry...” “Count Baimir de Buddyvi...”

“

Carme Yes bazaar.....”

Starting with the Duke of Diern, the nobles jumped up from their seats and began to declare their support for Dmitri. Watching them rise from their seats like dominoes, Viness couldn't hide her bewilderment.

“Oh no! What are you doing now!”

Seeing that most of the nobles who had sworn allegiance to him were among the nobles who declared support, he shouted as if he couldn't believe the current situation.

“These traitors! How dare you... how dare you turn around like this with me in front of you!”

Prince Vinesse Lee loses his temper and runs wild in front of nobles who are trying hard not to make eye contact with him. Seeing him lose his composure in front of the emperor and go on a rampage, talking about betrayal, Duke Myers lowered his head in despair.

‘Everything is over.....'

Vines, who worked in the Maroon Kingdom and worked hard to attack the Bamal Empire for a long time. However, in a situation where that effort had recently been in vain, there was no convincing way to thwart Prince Dmitri's plans.

However, the presence of the Dragonborn is too strong to encourage fear and carefully create an atmosphere with only the anxiety. As with the previous logic, talking about the failure of the plan and its dangers would now only insult the power and honor of the empire, so Duke Myers had no choice but to admit Prince Vines' defeat.

“Everyone be quiet.”

cooong.

The emperor of the Harmel Empire, whose disease is evident.

However, when he opened his mouth for the first time, a great sense of intimidation and silence lingered in the meeting room.

“Looking at the situation, it seems that a decision has been made.”

More than 70% of the people in the conference room are standing up and giving support to Dmitri. The rest of them were also watching Prince Viennes with anxious eyes, but they seemed to be contemplating whether or not something would happen. Since he had ruled this empire for decades, it was easier than breathing to read the current situation in the meeting room.

“Dmitry.”

“Yes, Your Majesty the Emperor.”

Dmitry bowed his head and bowed his head at the emperor's call. The emperor looked at him with an expressionless face and asked softly.

“Do you know what a huge impact the plan you are trying to have on our empire?”

“I know enough, Your Majesty the Emperor.”

Dmitri looked up and looked straight into the Emperor's eyes with eyes burning with conviction and confidence. The emperor, who stared blankly into his eyes, looked around the conference hall as if he had made up his mind on something.

“As the emperor of the great Harmel Empire, I command everyone. As of this time, the Harmel Empire enters an emergency wartime system and temporarily delegates all military authority to Prince Dmitry Il.”

Entering the exhibition system. delegation of military authority.

Everyone in the conference room looked serious, as no one was stupid enough to not understand what it meant.

“Focus on finding and eliminating the Bamal Empire's kin in all provinces and cities, and prepare wartime materials and troops. Also...”

An order given to all nobles by the emperor's authority that continues after that. The emperor, who temporarily limited the rights and interests of the nobles for the sake of the war and gave Prince Dmitri power and authority, looked at Dmitri and gave a word that sounded like a warning as well as a request.

“I hope that the decision you made will increase the glory of the empire, Prince. If not, this will be your last.”

After saying that, the emperor walked out of the meeting room. It was Dmitri who spoke first in the conference hall, where silence lingered for a long time after he left.

“The nobles of the proud and great Harmel Empire.”

Whoops.

“For many years, we have been insulted by the mean and greedy Barmal Empire.”

Dmitri started talking to the nobles with a strong sense of intimidation. By recounting all the diplomatic humiliations and insults he suffered from them, he irritated all the nobles. And when their anger was ripe, he said.

“The Harmel Empire is strong and strong, so in the face of our attack, the cowardly and vicious will fall, and we will give them a fair judgment and show the entire continent the wrath of the empire.”

“Raise your sword.”

Chunk.

After the emperor leaves. He even performed a performance of pulling out the sword brought by the attendant and proclaimed it.

“I will plant the flag of the Harmel Empire all over this continent.”

A war against the Barmal Empire and the entire continent.

And at that moment, a new scenario was renewed at the Korean branch of Arcadia Co., Ltd.

[The main scenario has been created.]

[Act. Four Continental War]

And the staff who saw it all cried out in despair.

“Quaaaaa!”

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!”

“I will not! don't do it! I will write a resignation letter! I'd rather kill it! I can't do it!”

It was the scenery of the Korean branch, which always spends a peaceful life.