Became a Strategist With an Intelligence of 100 and an Accuracy Rate of 100%

54 – Episode 54. Throne Room / Annell Castle (2)

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A few hours ago.

Inside the castle before the Kalintz party arrived.

“…….”

Lin was sitting on the throne and reading Farfalle’s letter handed to her by the messenger over and over again.

To summarize the contents, it was as follows.

[All of Swen’s predictions came true. From the beginning, Mr. Charam was in secret with Mr. Acious to stab us in the back. I also heard news that a rebellion had broken out. Everything he said was correct. His abilities are extraordinary. Even if his opinion doesn’t agree with mine, I think it’s trustworthy.]

Farfalle was not an arrogant person, but he was also not the type to be humble and deny his outstanding abilities.

As confident as she was, she rarely listened to the opinions of others, and she did not like it at all when others intervened and modified her opinions.

She was speaking to her master for the first time in her life. ‘It’s okay to trust his opinions even if they don’t match your own,’ she says.

Like Irene, she is not someone with talent in a completely different area than herself, but someone who is competing in the same waters as herself, like Swen.

At this point, Lin’s mind was in an uncontrollably complex state.

It is clear that a great talent came in…… Her mind was never at peace.

How on earth is everything he says so unrealistic?

There is a general who gets everything right…… Why on earth is the emotion felt not ‘reassurance’ or ‘reliability’ but ‘fear’?

Lynn Brans, she basically did not trust others.

The biggest reason she was able to become her successor was because she did not trust anyone.

It was already known among her three siblings that the reason her father, Orlando Brans, chose Lin over Cel or Calinz as her successor was because of her disposition to absolutely rely on and trust no one. .

Honestly.

Even though Farfalle was one of the smartest men in the Central Continent, he also knew that compared to the strategists of other countries, he did not have such outstanding abilities.

But that’s why Rin was able to use her with peace of mind. She

She believed that in the end she could control herself. She used her very much, but at the same time she did not trust him 100%.

Part of this was her trip to gather talented people buried in weak countries.

Instead of not trusting one person absolutely, she gathers as many people as possible who might give her their opinion.

Then she will have a lot more options to choose from.

But.

Her peaceful ‘plan to run Brans County’ began to go awry due to a man named Swen.

The one who recruited Swen was herself, not someone else.

For a tactician belonging to a weak country, he seemed to be quite intelligent.

All she had to do was occasionally give a mantra that would give you goosebumps.

Yes. That was exactly what she expected from him. Listening to advice on the situation on the continent and talking about plans, that’s it.

But.

He continued to make ‘nonsense’ claims that were difficult to persuade.

As time passed, that ridiculous claim eventually became a ‘correct’ claim and appeared before my eyes.

Is that all?

Now he remains in the fortress, even in defiance of himself, in a battle he thought he could never win……

He was offering a sacrifice to the sky and even summoning a stone.

Lin had a hunch.

Swen knows that he is not a person who exists in a realm that he can control.

That’s why I was afraid of him.

His subordinate general, who seems to be unable to handle it according to his own will, and who continues to say only the right things…… As a monarch, he himself was afraid.

At first, I didn’t want to reveal it.

Anyway, he was Swen’s lord.

I thought that if I saw a chance that it might escape my control, I would be able to handle it somehow.

When he actually entered the throne room with Kalinz, he wasn’t that nervous.

Yes. It won’t be a big deal.

After sending out Kalinz and Airen, even at the moment when I had just started fighting alone with him…… It was okay.

But.

The more I talked to him, the more I started to fear him again.

She was convinced that no matter what she did, she wouldn’t be able to manipulate him the way she wanted.

Without realizing it, my voice began to tremble.

Without realizing it, I was feeling chills throughout my body.

Obviously, the monarch is himself.

Even though it is he who can give an order right now and send him to prison with no reason, or even frame him and cut off his head.

And yet – the presence of Swen, who knelt before his eyes and weakly mumbled things that could not be said at all, such as ‘reading the stars in the sky’ or ‘reading people’s actions’, was maddeningly scary.

“Swen… What on earth are you…?”

I barely manage to squeeze it out and ask him about his existence.

What on earth are you?

How much do you know?

Do you know that I am afraid of you?

Just like that, I opened my mouth without realizing it and was ruminating again in my mouth the words he had spit out.

Swen said with a slow smile.

“Lin, it’s okay.”

“You’re okay…?”

“My talent belongs solely to you, Lin. There is no need to be afraid.”

‘…… !!!’

Yes.

As expected, this man could see right through my fear of him.

But at the same time……

With his back bent all the way, he was speaking to himself as if he was begging.

“Please use me as your compass, Lin. I will be happy to oblige.”

‘…… ?’

I was a little embarrassed to see Swen suddenly appear in a low posture.

Still, somehow he regained his composure and asked.

“…That means…”

“It is literal, my lord.”

Swen looked up at Lin and spoke in a polite tone.

“It’s a mediocre talent, but I was able to join Brans County because Lin valued that talent. I think this is a very good stage for me to pursue my dreams. My dream is that I “It’s not about taking the world into one’s hands. My dream is to help someone who will take the world into their hands.”

“If you are the one who will hold the world in your hands…”

“Yes.”

Swen confidently spoke to Lin, who was slightly trembling.

“I’m talking about Rin.”

“…!”

“My goal is to achieve success and fame. I don’t want anything in particular. Please give me what I want. Lin will give you what you want.”

After Swen said that……

She said again, lowering her head further to the floor.

“Please, give me wings, my lord.”

*

After Swen withdrew.

Finally, when Rin was left alone in her throne room, she melted and melted time until she was finally able to regain her composure.

As soon as she was able to think more or less rationally, all she did was think over what Swen had told her.

‘Please use yourself as a compass…’ … Is it.’

In other words, does she want to make her the country’s secret agent?

Even if it wasn’t necessarily that, it was clear that she meant to use her as a priority.

He said he wanted to make a name for himself. And he also said that the person who will hold the world in his hands is not someone else, but me, Lin Brans.

So to sum it up – he was telling people not to be afraid of him and to please use him.

‘… ….’

Honestly.

When I heard that my goal was to become successful and famous, I honestly felt like I was losing steam.

You have that much ability, but only that much ambition?

Furthermore, he proudly told Lin himself that he was ‘the person who will rule the world’.

Although she thought so herself, it was a bit different for her to hear it from someone else’s mouth.

She really doesn’t think like that…… I feel like they are flattering me to look good to me, the monarch.

Rin couldn’t get that thought out of her head.

‘I…’ … ‘Have I overestimated him?’

She thought, twisting her hair with her fingers.

Swen clearly sensed that I, my lord, was afraid of him.

So, she said, ‘It’s okay not to be afraid.’

So, even though he knows that I am afraid of him, he bows down to me like that and says that he will use his abilities for me?

Seeing Swen in an overly authoritative role made her mind even more complicated.

Thinking about that, my first meeting with Swen naturally came to mind.

She said, ‘Lord Luna Lien Iniang thought that he was a traitor who was in cahoots with Branth’s army.’

Apparently, his former master, Runarien, was also afraid of Swen’s abilities and treated him in that way.

How wide would a weak monarch of a seemingly weak country be if his vessels were wide?

It would be understandable if, because of such an experience, he chose to serve God rather than dream big.

‘I evaluated Swen’s abilities too highly…… It may be that Swen has put a high value on the human being himself.’

Because the extraordinaryness of his abilities and his bold humanity were not proportional.

If you think about it, the reason he protested was quite simple.

To make a mark.

Perhaps he was trying to ride the line of Kalinz. As a new general, it will be difficult for me to maintain a connection around me where Farfalle and public officials are holding out.

In the first place, his desire for success and fame did not feel false in the sense that he defended a meaningless fortress to the point of defiance in order to get on the line in the first place.

Thinking like that made me feel a little relieved.

Of course, there was a real reason why Swen stayed in the fortress, but there was no way for Rin to find out.

‘…… In fact, that level is just right. If you are a person who is clear about what you want…….’

Lin smiled bitterly.

Yes.

Give him what he wants, but don’t trust him 100% and only take what he can.

She thought that maybe it would create a win-win relationship between her and Swen.

If Swen’s goal was truly to achieve success and gain good fortune, he was confident that he would take care of it.

If I could just make him depend on me and be loyal to me – from then on, I was confident that she could somehow handle him.

Because there was no one easier to deal with than someone who had a clear idea of what he wanted.

“hehehe.”

Lin’s laughter filled the quiet throne room.

Yes.

She didn’t need to be scared. No matter what anyone said, I was the absolute one.

‘Swen…… Would you like to slowly prove your abilities? If you just do that, I will make you into a body that you can’t live without…….’

As she thought so, she continued to twirl her hair, twirling her fingers.

She stopped doing that after another 30 minutes had passed.

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When I finished my audience with her and went out of the castle, Irene was waiting for me.

“Swen.”

“You should have gone home first.”

“How could I leave you first? We have the same destination.”

After saying that, she suddenly lowered her head slightly and-

She said, looking up at me with her face blushing.

“And… It’s been a long time since I returned home. I wanted to go in with you.”

“I see. Me too.”

Iren smiled brightly at my words.

In recent years, she could often be seen smiling.

“…I’m glad.”

On the way back home from the royal castle.

She asked me a few questions.

“Did your conversation with the lord end well?”

“Yes.”

“What did you talk about?”

“It’s nothing special, I just created an illusion.”

Irene tilted her head at my words.

“You planted an illusion?”

“Yes.”

I said with a grin.

“It gave her confidence that she might be able to control me at will.”

“You said it gave me confidence… Why on earth?”

“That’s right, you’re more likely to be deceived by someone you think you can handle rather than someone you’re afraid of.”

“It bothers me to say I’m afraid, but what does it mean to be deceived?”

“Now it’s time to leave.”

“……!!”

After hearing what I said, Irene’s pupils suddenly shrank.

“Before leaving, wouldn’t it be profitable to take care of everything you need?”

She looked around her briefly and then asked in a cautious tone.

“If you say it’s time to leave…”

“Yes. Irene, please prepare your heart as well. We will go to serve our new master soon.”

Yes.

Before me, at least for Iren’s safety.

We had to leave this place quickly.

Irene listened to me and she didn’t say anything and then-

Soon, she spoke with a faint smile.

“…Okay. Swen, if you’re going to do that, I’ll follow you to any extent.”

“That’s fine.”

I made her smile with me.

The bond between me and her was clearer than ever.

“Shall we go back now? To my house.”

“My house…”

Irene repeated the word ‘we’ several times, and then she looked at me and smiled.

Her face, bathed in sunlight, seemed more dazzling than ever.

“Okay. Let’s go back, Swen. Come with me. To our home.”

Where our story began.

It was time to return to 32nd Street, East Arnell.