Even Though I was the Real Saint, I was Exiled—Which Means my Country is Over

70 · The Duke of Ice

Hearing about the visit of the Duke of Vincent, we were to welcome him between the thrones.

"Elaine, what's going on? My face is dark."

Douglas standing next to me called out worried.

Apparently, Douglas, like us, has decided to welcome Vincent.

"Is it dark?

"Hmm, your dark face doesn't suit you. Laugh."

"If it's that easy to laugh, it won't be hard."

Good to see you, Vincent. Suddenly I was confused, but Nigel's words were always missing. I'm not going to say this anymore —— no, I just want to complain, but it's mostly fine.

The problem is with Vincent's personality, as Abby told me.

"Do you know what Vincent said about Douglas?

"I'm sure you don't know. I think he's a great duke, but he has nothing to do with the dragon's self."

"Well, I guess you are...."

Always amazing.

But now I envy the proud shore of Douglas.

"Master Vincent... there seems to be a nickname for 'The Duke of Ice'."

Oh?

The glass was intriguing and the eyebrows twitched.

Duke of Vincent.

He has been a classmate of Nigel since college and is now a young lord of a territory.

Locally, the new dungeon created the other day, and the village where the spirits live.

He said he was very good, and he was always competing with Nigel for top grades in college.

"Why are they called such aliases?

"That's true....."

Explain to Douglas.

Vincent's territory seems to be more heavily militarized than other towns and villages.

Nevertheless, compared to the kingdom, it is only the tears of sparrows. Besides, Vincent's territory is situated close to other countries, so there's no choice but to allocate a budget to military forces.

Sometimes, however, they make what can be described as ruthless decisions and are feared by ministers and some residents.

"Ruthless judgment? For example, what do you have?

"Well, according to what Abby told me, we've all been able to silence Vincent's rebel ministers at once."

"Oh, that's funny."

"It's not funny. If you were solemnizing those who disagree with you, would you say that you don't..."

"Well, if you change your mind, some might call it 'dictatorship'."

"Am I right?

And after the solemn minister, although there are various theories, there are rumors that everything has been sentenced to death for the entire family...

Of course, this is just a rumor. I don't know if it's true.

But there must be a common understanding among people that such rumours are "unusual for him to make such a ruthless and ruthless decision."

Either way, you're scared.

"Hah...."

"The Duke of Ice. Mmm, I think you and I are getting along. I agree with his actions. I don't know how much of that rebellion is, but the enemy should be wiped out. If I were you, I'd tear you apart...."

Douglas is announcing things, but I feel heavy.

Is it possible to have a good conversation with such a scary person?

Be a little rude and get slashed!

No... there's Nigel, and I don't think that's going to happen.

But when I think about Vincent, my stomach gets tingling and painful.

"Oh, Vincent's here."

Someone said that.

When I raised my gaze, a group of five or six people was about to enter the throne room.

Someone in costume who looks expensive in the middle of it.

Isn't that Mr. Vincent?

"Pretty one....."

I saw a man like Vincent and unexpectedly whispered his voice.

Cut eyes.

Hair and skin are pure white, leaving a cold impression on the viewer.

Beautiful enough to be horrified.

When I was inadvertently deprived of his sight, my face turned towards us unexpectedly.

Giroli.

I feel my spine freezing as I look at him.

Why do you look at me so much!?

Eventually, the man turned away and knelt before the throne where His Majesty the King and Nigel were sitting.

"I'm out of time. His Majesty the King, His Highness the Nigel."

"Well, it's been a long time —— Duke of Vincent. Well, it doesn't have to be that hard. Face up."

Ha.

The man looks up when the king tells him.

Looks like he's more of a Vincent.

"I'm listening. At that age, he brings his people together in a splendid way. Invasion from other countries will never be tolerated. I inherited the territory from my deceased predecessors and developed it so well. I'll reward you later."

"Thank you."

"Hmm... then..."

His Majesty the King and Vincent have a few words to share.

In the meantime, I wanted to escape immediately, but I could not imitate it in front of His Majesty the King, so I held back patiently.

Vincent is pointing his back at me now.

But I remembered the illusion that I had eyes on my back, and while I was doing that, I was still staring at him.

Did I do something you hate?

You just stood here!?

Honestly, I don't feel alive.

"All right, let's talk about the rest with the minister tomorrow. It must have been a long journey. I also have a room. Rest easy today."

"I understand."

Vincent replies briefly.