Volume 1 - CH 22
Volume 1: Chapter 022: Ulysses, Retiring from the Front Line
[1] The conversation just now was so intense that I ended up forgetting to eat. Therefore, during a break in the talk, I pick a bit at the lemon cake and sip my tea.
Yes, having something sweet after a difficult topic really helps the body recover.
“Ah, that’s right… may I ask you a question?
“What is it, Your Highness?”
“Honourable Uncle, why do you treat me so well? Surely, under normal circumstances, we would be a hindrance?”
“Hahaha, well, that’s true. Under normal circumstances, that is… However, this is my second battle for the throne,”
“… …?”
“Back then, I was too young to understand everything. Even so, I realised what a ridiculous thing it was for brothers to play a survival game to determine who gets to rule the country… back then, only I and the current king remained.”
Ohh, I see. I overlooked something important.
When Royal Father was fighting for the throne, this uncle of mine was there too.
Uncle ate the whole lemon cake, which he had not touched until now, in two bites.
“I have great respect for His Majesty. After becoming king, he did not treat me like a nuisance nor did he get rid of me. The reason why I am able to participate in this battle for the throne is due to His Majesty’s benevolence. Under normal circumstances, wouldn’t you get rid of all your rivals and only allow your sons to fight each other to succeed as heir? This was the customary practice in this ‘War for the Throne’ games.”
“… Eh, is that so?”
“Yes. In fact, the best result would be getting banished from the Royal Palace. The War for Throne is like a regular event game in this country. I never liked it. After I become king, I want the royal sons to settle down in a safe and proper position… However, there are only two of you left.”
“………”
I had always wondered why Royal Father never talked about his struggle for the throne before.
Even as the princes were dying one by one, Royal Father never said anything or took any actions to prevent the hidden struggles, letting each faction do as they like.
Did he believe that death among royal brothers is something inevitable?
However, the fact that he kept my uncle in the Royal Palace and allowed him another opportunity at the throne… is this his way of rebelling against the system?
Surely, Royal Uncle is the only person who can respond to Royal Father’s silent appeal.
“Your Highness Ulysses, I do not believe that you will remain a neutral person in this country. You say that you are not going to challenge for the throne, however, your presence alone belies this. Unlike me or Alfredo, you have nearly no support and yet, you have survived every single attempt against your life. I believe this proves your wish to fight for your life… Ah, how about another cake?”
“Oh my, Honourable Uncle, you give me too much credit. But, I’ll take that cake.”
My dear Honourable Uncle is too amusing, I thought as I laughed to myself.
Naturally, with my White Mage power, isn’t taking the throne too easy? [2] If I exert myself just a bit, wouldn’t it be too easy for me to change the whole country?
As I take my second bite of the lemon cake, I say, “…Still, Honourable Uncle, if this world has a will, it would be impossible for me to be king. This is something I know innately.”
“Hoho, what makes you say that?”
It is getting close to dusk, and I could hear the breeze fluttering past the flowers on the terrace. [2] I often wonder why my powers are always restless around this time.
Still smiling, I desperately tried to suppress the powers inside of me. [2] I am aware that some words should not be said.
Deciding that it was time to leave, I stand up.
“Oh my, I should be getting back soon!! Bastion told me to return by dusk!!”
“… my, my, that old butler of yours is a real worry wart, isn’t he?”
“Ah, [1] speaking of which, the lemon cake is pretty delicious. I did hear that Delia Fields produces a lot of lemons, but I did not know they produce such delicious desserts. I should like to go there someday.”
I said a few more irrelevant things to put off my uncle’s last questions.
Honourable Uncle is also smiling, letting out glimpses of his ambition and inner passion but never truly revealing his intentions.
I am the same.
“Honourable Uncle, you must invite me to tea again. I should have gained a little more knowledge by then.”
“No, no, Your Highness is already very wise and knowledgeable. I do hope Your Highness would become an existence who will change the country with me.”
“Ahaha, me? I wonder…”
Without making any concrete promises, I say my goodbyes and left. [2] Uncle saw me off, waving at me as I left his palace.
Right, first, let’s think about my uncle’s question.
What will I become?
This is something that had already been decided the moment I am reborn into this world.
Demon King.
If the world has a will of its own, it would not allow me to become the king of this country.
This power is not meant for that.
As before, I shall tread the path it leads me.
[Gumihou: This kind of good guy who with a detached from the world mentality made me hate him a little]
[1] Filling in the ‘Unspoken’. Often, when it comes to Japanese novels, the translation might feel a bit lacking since the author deliberately chooses to use fewer words and let the reader fill in the blanks through a preset cultural understanding.
If the missing info looks too sparse, Gumi will fill in some of the blanks. This is not to imply that the writer’s craft is lacking, but we do have a cultural gap. Gumi will try to fill in these gaps unobtrusively.
[2] Adjust paragraphs, for aesthetic purposes. Also, considering the style of writing, the author would inevitably repeat information. Gumi will at least adjust the delivery of the information so that it’s not verbatim to what had appeared before.
[1] The conversation just now was so intense that I ended up forgetting to eat. Therefore, during a break in the talk, I pick a bit at the lemon cake and sip my tea.
Yes, having something sweet after a difficult topic really helps the body recover.
“Ah, that’s right… may I ask you a question?
“What is it, Your Highness?”
“Honourable Uncle, why do you treat me so well? Surely, under normal circumstances, we would be a hindrance?”
“Hahaha, well, that’s true. Under normal circumstances, that is… However, this is my second battle for the throne,”
“… …?”
“Back then, I was too young to understand everything. Even so, I realised what a ridiculous thing it was for brothers to play a survival game to determine who gets to rule the country… back then, only I and the current king remained.”
Ohh, I see. I overlooked something important.
When Royal Father was fighting for the throne, this uncle of mine was there too.
Uncle ate the whole lemon cake, which he had not touched until now, in two bites.
“I have great respect for His Majesty. After becoming king, he did not treat me like a nuisance nor did he get rid of me. The reason why I am able to participate in this battle for the throne is due to His Majesty’s benevolence. Under normal circumstances, wouldn’t you get rid of all your rivals and only allow your sons to fight each other to succeed as heir? This was the customary practice in this ‘War for the Throne’ games.”
“… Eh, is that so?”
“Yes. In fact, the best result would be getting banished from the Royal Palace. The War for Throne is like a regular event game in this country. I never liked it. After I become king, I want the royal sons to settle down in a safe and proper position… However, there are only two of you left.”
“………”
I had always wondered why Royal Father never talked about his struggle for the throne before.
Even as the princes were dying one by one, Royal Father never said anything or took any actions to prevent the hidden struggles, letting each faction do as they like.
Did he believe that death among royal brothers is something inevitable?
However, the fact that he kept my uncle in the Royal Palace and allowed him another opportunity at the throne… is this his way of rebelling against the system?
Surely, Royal Uncle is the only person who can respond to Royal Father’s silent appeal.
“Your Highness Ulysses, I do not believe that you will remain a neutral person in this country. You say that you are not going to challenge for the throne, however, your presence alone belies this. Unlike me or Alfredo, you have nearly no support and yet, you have survived every single attempt against your life. I believe this proves your wish to fight for your life… Ah, how about another cake?”
“Oh my, Honourable Uncle, you give me too much credit. But, I’ll take that cake.”
My dear Honourable Uncle is too amusing, I thought as I laughed to myself.
Naturally, with my White Mage power, isn’t taking the throne too easy? [2] If I exert myself just a bit, wouldn’t it be too easy for me to change the whole country?
As I take my second bite of the lemon cake, I say, “…Still, Honourable Uncle, if this world has a will, it would be impossible for me to be king. This is something I know innately.”
“Hoho, what makes you say that?”
It is getting close to dusk, and I could hear the breeze fluttering past the flowers on the terrace. [2] I often wonder why my powers are always restless around this time.
Still smiling, I desperately tried to suppress the powers inside of me. [2] I am aware that some words should not be said.
Deciding that it was time to leave, I stand up.
“Oh my, I should be getting back soon!! Bastion told me to return by dusk!!”
“… my, my, that old butler of yours is a real worry wart, isn’t he?”
“Ah, [1] speaking of which, the lemon cake is pretty delicious. I did hear that Delia Fields produces a lot of lemons, but I did not know they produce such delicious desserts. I should like to go there someday.”
I said a few more irrelevant things to put off my uncle’s last questions.
Honourable Uncle is also smiling, letting out glimpses of his ambition and inner passion but never truly revealing his intentions.
I am the same.
“Honourable Uncle, you must invite me to tea again. I should have gained a little more knowledge by then.”
“No, no, Your Highness is already very wise and knowledgeable. I do hope Your Highness would become an existence who will change the country with me.”
“Ahaha, me? I wonder…”
Without making any concrete promises, I say my goodbyes and left. [2] Uncle saw me off, waving at me as I left his palace.
Right, first, let’s think about my uncle’s question.
What will I become?
This is something that had already been decided the moment I am reborn into this world.
Demon King.
If the world has a will of its own, it would not allow me to become the king of this country.
This power is not meant for that.
As before, I shall tread the path it leads me.
[Gumihou: This kind of good guy who with a detached from the world mentality made me hate him a little]
[1] Filling in the ‘Unspoken’. Often, when it comes to Japanese novels, the translation might feel a bit lacking since the author deliberately chooses to use fewer words and let the reader fill in the blanks through a preset cultural understanding.
If the missing info looks too sparse, Gumi will fill in some of the blanks. This is not to imply that the writer’s craft is lacking, but we do have a cultural gap. Gumi will try to fill in these gaps unobtrusively.
[2] Adjust paragraphs, for aesthetic purposes. Also, considering the style of writing, the author would inevitably repeat information. Gumi will at least adjust the delivery of the information so that it’s not verbatim to what had appeared before.
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