Chapter 294

Chapter 294

Otherworld Demon King Survival Guide.

Episode 294: What Is Politics? (3)

“Since they are defectors, verification is necessary. Before allowing them to meet the Count, I, Viscount Kelson, will personally confirm it. Of course, this is something I’ve already discussed with the Count.”

At this point, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of absurdity.

The viscount was blatantly displaying his desires. The lust simmering around him was clear to my eyes.

Well, angels were objectively beautiful and sexy. Their bouncing breasts drive men mad, and their firm hips and pelvis stirred up sexual urges. Their faces were also incredibly beautiful. When such sexy women, possessing such stunning beauty, exuded sexual allure, it was no surprise men lost their minds.

Though angels had a fascist mindset, that was only on the inside. Outwardly, they were nothing but seductive females brimming with sensuality.

Even if he was a noble, fundamentally, he was still a male. It was only natural that he would be drawn to such females.

Yeah. What was the purpose of seeking power? Wealth, glory, and women. It was not at all strange that nobles desired angels. With power in their hands, how could they resist the sight of such women?

Mongol warriors, after invading Europe, took blonde women as trophies. They were so consumed with looting women that they lost their minds. In this way, it was an entirely natural expression of male instinct to desire females.

“So, where are the angels? I want to speak to these defectors immediately. The sooner, the better.”

“What kind of interrogation do you plan to conduct?”

I asked lightly to probe.

“I have nothing to discuss with you, barbarian knight. I’m speaking with your master.”

“Haha, is that so? Lady Saintess, I shall oversee this man’s interrogation of the angels.”

“What?! What is the meaning of this?!”

“Now, calm down.”

At the Saintess’s words, he immediately shut his mouth.

“Viscount, did you say you wish to interrogate the defected angels?”

“Of course.”

“What kind of interrogation, specifically?”

“Well, how they view humans, whether they can be trusted, and what their combat capabilities are. That kind of interrogation.”

“That has already been completed. There’s no need for further questioning. I will send you the relevant materials.”

“No… that’s not right.”

Kelson’s agitation grew stronger.

“I must see them with my own eyes.”

“Is that really necessary?”

“It is the Count’s order! Do not hide the angels, Saintess!”

“Haha, I understand. However, the angels are not here at the moment, so please wait in your quarters.”

“But I want to—”

“How can I summon angels that aren’t even here yet? Wait patiently.”

“…Fine.”

The conversation with Viscount Kelson continued like that, and after it was over, I sent him back.

“He was being quite blatant, wasn’t he?”

“Haha, indeed he was.”

As soon as he left, it was analysis time.

“Relying on the support of the Count and the current situation, he is forcing his will on those weaker than him. Using such forceful methods… the Count must be feeling quite desperate.”

“It’s always the ones with backing who act the most brazenly. And the more anxious they are, the more reckless they become.”

“The viscount himself is insignificant, but the source of his confidence is certainly a threatening force.”

“Indeed. Watching him speak, all I could think about was how much I wanted to kill him.”

“Everyone must feel the same. But if we kill him… wouldn’t that give them an excuse to invade?”

“So, that’s what they’re relying on.”

In other words, he came here fully prepared to risk his life. Daring us to kill him if we could, relying on that to provoke us.

“That’s how he has earned the Count’s trust. To use his own life as a weapon… it seems he does have some courage.”

“Yes. Even though his words were unpleasant, he does seem to have some warrior spirit.”

“He has probably made many lower nobles kneel through this kind of brinkmanship.”

“In any case, the Count’s goal is clear. Not only does he want us to submit, but he also wants to absorb us. He intends to marry his son to the Saintess.”

“Just the thought of it sends shivers down my spine. To think that you would belong to another man!”

“That will never happen.”

That was a condition we would never accept.

If negotiations were impossible?

Then we must fight.

“What if we kill the viscount? We can hide it well enough.”

“There’s no way someone like him would have come this far without securing some safety measures. He probably sent regular letters at every village, city, and estate, confirming his safe arrival.”

“That’s likely.”

“If he suddenly dies, we would be the prime suspects, and even if not, his disappearance would provide more than enough justification for an invasion. Justification doesn’t matter; after winning a war, they can create any reason they like.”

“Ah, the nobles.”

“In the world of nobles, this kind of thing is all too common.”

“So we can’t kill him recklessly.”

“Unless we want to provoke the Count, killing the viscount is not a good option.”

“But negotiations seem impossible. So we’ll have to provoke them.”

After discussing for a while, the conclusion became clear.

“Negotiations with the Count are impossible. No matter what, he will try to take the Saintess for his side.”

“We can’t just sit back and let that happen.”

“We should kill the viscount and strike at the Count.”

“Are you sure?”

The Saintess asked with an evil smile.

“Yes. I’ve calculated it.”

Right now, the situation looked like angels vs. the great nobles. But I planned to make it angels vs. the great nobles vs. the Saintess. By turning this into a three-way battle, the Count wouldn’t be able to attack us so easily.

“Even with a powerful enemy in front of them, politics remain crucial. Humans can never unite.”

“There’s something I need to say to the Count.”

“Scared?”

Even if the Count is afraid, he can’t withdraw from the war with the angels.

Which meant there was an opportunity for us.

“The Count is currently fighting the angels, so he can’t easily send troops our way. This is all bluster. He’s imposing impossible conditions to make it seem like he’s in an unbeatable position, signaling that we should submit if we don’t want to be destroyed.”

Immediately, I shared my judgment with the Saintess.

“What do you think is the reason for sending such signals? It’s because an actual invasion would require too much effort.”

We could not simply sit idly by after receiving such threats.

If we did, it would give the impression that we were weak. Once you showed that kind of impression even once, it was over. You’d be devoured.

Anyway, the Count must fight against the angels. This was something he could not avoid. Pride or whatever else, if he pulled out of the war with the angels, the Count would ultimately lose his power.

The war with the angels was ultimately a struggle to maintain power. Since defeat would mean downfall, the Count had no choice but to focus on this war.

Would he pull troops away to attack the outskirts in this situation? What if the angels gained the upper hand because of that gap? There was no turning back. The Count had to focus on the angels, no matter what.

“So, we can push them a little here. What are they going to do about it? If they don’t like it, tell them to bring an army. But they’d be the ones getting stabbed in the back by the angels.”

This was why a three-way battle was so dangerous.

It made it hard for anyone to move recklessly.

“Hmm… It’s an optimistic judgment, but I find myself nodding along. You plan to counter bluster with bluster?”

“That’s about right. We’ll show them our strength here and then decide how to respond based on the Count’s next move.”

If we killed the viscount and some time passed, the Count would send some kind of signal. If he realized we were not easy prey, he might treat us with more respect.

But if not?

Then the only answer was a struggle.

“I understand. It is risky, but given that we are weak right now, there is no other way.”

“I will do my best.”

The Saintess smiled.

“Then let’s proceed with eliminating the viscount. Honestly, after seeing him lusting after this Saintess earlier… I could barely contain my murderous intent.”

“Haha, I agree.”

“How dare a lowly male lust after this Saintess… Truly disgusting.”

Before that, we needed to understand what the central nobles thought of the angels. Before killing him, let’s give him a chance to meet the angels.

If we could understand how the nobles viewed individual angels, it would be a great help.

If the other central nobles were also powerless in front of these beautiful angels? Then we could use that tendency to our advantage.

After the conversation ended:

“Lilriel! Lilriel! Come quickly!”

I immediately called for Lilriel.

“Ah! What is it?”

—Bounce, bounce.

Because I called her in a hurry, Lilriel came running. As a result, her large breasts bounced. As expected, being an angel, she really is beautiful.

Lust surged within me.

“Is something urgent?”

“I have an order. Tomorrow, please meet with a human noble.”

“Hmm? A human noble? What is this about?”

Lilriel tilted her head with a displeased look.

“Speaking with humans is extremely unpleasant. As the captain of the fallen angels, I will need compensation for this…”

“Haha, understood. Of course, I will give you your reward.”

“Well, then.”

Of course, the reward is anal sex.

“I want to know how human nobles perceive individual angels, and coincidentally, this noble wants to interrogate the angels.”

“What?! Those inferior humans dare to interrogate angels!”

A fit of rage.

“Exactly. Anyway, I just want to hear what they have to say. I’ll count on you tomorrow.”

“Unpleasant as it may be, I understand. But… in return for that task…”

—Squeeze.

I immediately grabbed Lilriel’s buttocks.

“Will it be enough if I do something rough?”

“Ah…”

At my words, Lilriel nodded quietly.

“Now then, let’s send a letter to the viscount.”