Chapter 405: The Spider and Viper (2)
Count Palatine, I am sure you are aware of this as well, but our government currently does not have the spare funds to pay back the interest.
It is only a seven percent interest annually.
I took a sip from my fruit beverage. It was insanely sweet for alcohol. It was so sweet that I was sure even children would spit it out in disgust.
Lately, Ive found myself deliberately sipping on this unnaturally sweet fruit alcohol. The reason? Lapis managed to clear out every last bottle from my wine reserves in my Demon Lord Castle, including those hidden away in my office and bedroom. Its absurd; all 13 of my secret stashes, large and small, obliterated.
How did she know that I had secretly dug out a storage underneath the lake in my castle? Is my private life perhaps a concept that doesnt exist to Lapis?
In the end, my only permitted beverage is this alcoholic concoction, indistinguishable from sugar water. Lapis handed it to me with a casual, If this works for you, be my guest. Its almost like the cigarettes people use to quit smoking. I, the wealthiest Demon Lord, cant even relish a proper drink. Life is indeed unjust.
Originally, among the Demon Lords, Paimon was the wealthiest. Her wealth had now entirely gone into the imperial treasury. Thanks to that, the Empire secured a budget for the next 20 years. Habsburg was my empire, so in a way, it was my pockets that were being filled.
Paimons estate became entirely mine, not a single thing was left behind.
I smiled.
Normally, I should have lent that money to you at an interest rate of over 10 percent. However, after seeing your face, Earl Bercy, I decided to lower it to 7 percent. This is no different from simply giving you the money. Yet, are you telling me it is difficult to even repay this interest?
It is already extremely difficult to find a city where taxes can be properly collected.
Earl Bercys face contorted with humiliation and sorrow.
The prime minister of a nation was trying to explain his situation like a creditor. Theres probably nothing more humiliating than this.
The southern cities are not paying their taxes at all. Some nobles are taking advantage of the fact that we do not have an emperor to avoid the law.
In that case, should you not mobilize an army and administer some punishment?
Are you teasing me on purpose!? You know that we have entrusted the public order and defense of the capital to the Batavian troops. We do not have the capacity to punish the southern nobles!
The imperial capital of Frankia, Parisiorum, was currently being protected free of charge by the Batavia army.
The issue was the fact that this volunteer work would only last a year, and that promised year had passed. They were now in a state where the Batavian army could leave at any moment. Earl Bercy must be extremely worried because of this.
As a side note, Anna de Bis is the one in charge of Batavias army. The general manager of the Liberation Alliance. Essentially, the finance and national defense of the Frank Empire were under my control.
In that case, you should abandon the south. The southern nobles have been practically demanding independence at this point. Accepting their request would solve all your problems.
!
Earl Bercy stood up and grabbed me by the collar.
While I didnt recall the exact details, Earl Bercy was a fairly skilled swordsman at one point. The reason he had not succumbed to exhaustion yet from his workload was likely due to the stamina built up during that time. Demonstrating this, he pulled my collar with formidable strength.
Say that againJean Bole.
.
You said that you cut me a good deal since it was me. I appreciate that. However, there are also many things I have overlooked since you are the one I am dealing with.
Earl Bercy threatened me with an expression that looked like he could bite off my face at any moment.
All you have done is sow war and massacre in Frankia. Each time you did, you hypocritically claimed that it was a patriotic decision for the sake of Frankia. You even put forth a nonexistent farce of an actor, Jean Bole, as a front! Yet, the reason I have not erupted in anger is because you cowardly proposed an immense loan at a considerably low price!
Frankia desperately needed funds, and committing mistakes driven by personal emotions when dealing with matters important to the state were most likely intolerable to Earl Bercy.
I am aware as well. That is why I presented this loan to you at a favorable rate.
What?
Yes, I played on your sense of dignity and pride. I dangled a proposal you could not possibly refuse as bait when you were in no position to get angry. What of it?
A slow smile crept across my face.
In the end, Frankia was rescued from its financial crisis. By sacrificing something as inconsequential as personal emotions, you managed to save your nation. If anything, you should be grateful.
!
Earl Bercy clenched his right fist, preparing to strike my face.
Just as his fist was about to connect with my cheek, Earl Bercys arm froze.
What?
Earl Bercy tried his best to move his body, but all he could do was let out a strained groan. His entire body was suddenly incapable of moving as if he had become a statue.
If you make any further moves, I will interpret it as an assassination attempt and end your life.
Daisy, who was acting as my bodyguard, was holding the Earl from behind. She was perfectly holding back Earl Bercy whose body was twice her size. All she did was seal the movement of his armpit, neck, and hip, but that was enough to limit the Earl to only breathing.
I let out a sigh.
I never ordered you to move.
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