62. I just love seeing your expression when you ask for monthly votes!

The hot-tempered little bomb of Rosia, Letty, still gave me a little chance—after she majestically led her people to Siberia to join the troops here, she didn’t immediately flatten Reyev’s family’s territory and towns with great momentum, but gave one last chance—persuasion to surrender.

No, given Letty’s temper, it’s more accurate to say persuasion to come out and die. To deliver such a “persuasion letter” that leaves no room for survival to Reyev and her people, someone had to act as a messenger, the high-risk job where the enemy leader often shouts, “I would rather die than surrender, kill the messenger to show our resolve!” and then the messenger gets beheaded.

Yes, that’s me, Euclid!

After all, to avoid the already anxious Letty from “exploding,” this sensitive task could only be done by me. Even if the death script appeared, my role as a messenger was extremely dangerous, but for Kefir’s safety, I had to go alone and couldn’t bring Kefir.

With the “persuasion letter” Letty gave me, I returned to the lord’s town of the Reyev family and openly went to the lord’s mansion.

At this moment, I was facing a highly dangerous situation: I, the “messenger,” was surrounded by a large group of Reyev family’s private soldiers. As far as I could see, I saw Reyev, but with her were other members of her so-called “National Salvation Organization.”

I didn’t need to think to know that these people wanted to stab me to death! From the moment I reported Letty’s name and identified myself, [National Salvation Organization member Nicholas killed Euclid!], [National Salvation Organization member Lackey B killed Euclid!]…

Such scripts kept appearing!

Of course, I was scared, but now I had no other choice but to appear strong.

“National Salvation Organization, is that right? Just as I identified myself when I reported in, I am just a messenger, here to deliver a letter from Emperor Ivan Letty.”

I withstood the pressure and broke the deadlock first, flaunting the parchment Letty had given me before tossing it onto the round table surrounded by these people, which only drew more hateful glares.

“A letter? Hmph, that tyrant wouldn’t kindly send a letter! I bet it’s a trap!”

Damn, to deal with you bunch of small fry, Letty wouldn’t need to go to such lengths!

I sighed. Although meeting again, these “National Salvation Organization” lackeys still looked like small fry, I couldn’t be happy at all. After all… Letty’s “declaration of war” played right into the hands of a certain girl sitting here, dressed like a noble with a big hat.

[Claudilus expects Ivan Letty’s declaration of war to cause internal chaos!]

It was that chaotic fairy; she indeed appeared beside Leyef, and all the recent rumors in the city were probably instigated by her, encouraging those foolish extras around her!

But now I had no way to deal with this fairy; I couldn’t just rush over and hit her, could I? Doing so would only result in me handing myself over for free.

“It’s a letter of surrender; don’t you all listen?”

So, I could only sigh helplessly and continue, “The content is quite simple. Emperor Ivan Letty gives you, including Leyef, the members of the ‘Patriotic Organization,’ a few days to clean yourselves up and surrender to your deaths. Otherwise, you and your subordinates, those who serve you, can just wait to be crushed by the armies of the Rosian Empire!”

Clearly, my “rephrasing” was much more tactful than the original words of Letty in the parchment, which were filled with “Bret,” but… before I could finish speaking, the script had already unfolded!

[Member of the Patriotic Organization, Nicholas, attacked and killed O’Jilid!]

I saw that the most “prominent” one among this group of extras, a golden-haired fellow, didn’t even wait for me to finish before he grabbed the parchment from the table and threw it at me!

And it didn’t end there! As I caught the parchment, this guy pulled out a firearm from his pants and, without a word, fired a shot in my direction! If I hadn’t glanced at the script earlier and dodged his aim, I might have already met my end!

“Damn you, Bret! Hmph! Tyrant’s lackey, do you really think you can win!?”

After doing all this, Comrade Nicholas didn’t even care why I could “dodge the bullet,” but instead, he excitedly and somewhat crazily roared at me, “Everyone in this territory has long been prepared to resist that tyrant Ivan Letty! With your little band of misfits, you think you can seize our land!?”

“Wait… wait, Nicholas, I…”

Leyef tried to intervene, but as I had thought before: the so-called “Patriotic Organization” was no longer the “reformist” faction of the past; it had simply turned into a group of thuggish usurpers, and Leyef had become an innocent victim caught in the crossfire.

Because Nicholas and the other extras didn’t even spare her a glance!

“How dare you send someone to provoke us! Watch me shoot you down with one shot…”

Saying this, Nicholas aimed to shoot at me again! Although I knew what he intended thanks to the script, to be honest, I had no confidence in dodging bullets… I wasn’t Keanu Reeves in The Matrix!

But the next moment, I didn’t know whether to feel relieved or… sorrowful: Nicholas’s action was clearly stopped by the chaotic fairy, Claudilus, who had already disguised herself and blended in.

“Mr. Nicholas, it’s basic etiquette not to kill envoys. If you really take action, it will be quite troublesome afterward~”

“Tsk! Get lost!”

Nicholas completely failed to realize how dangerous this “noble girl” beside him truly was; this fool… was entirely swayed by “beauty” and let me go just like that at Claudilus’s words!

Even next, Claudilus offered to escort me away, and none of the extras present opposed.

“Envoy, let me see you off; otherwise… I fear you might be killed on your way back by these people~”

I was relieved that I didn’t have to continue avoiding the death script, but… I was also troubled by a greater issue: the situation here was entirely under Claudilus’s control.

I said nothing more, turned to leave, and then… I watched as Claudilus followed me outside, her expression one of triumph and mockery in the deserted space.

“Your Majesty, I suggest you return to your master sooner rather than later~ You’ve chosen the wrong side; even you can’t always help that mud-like woman up against the wall, can you?”

Her sarcastic “well-meaning advice” indicated that everything was within Claudilus’s plan. After all… she could easily escape during the chaos in the Rosian Empire and then go “sabotage” the cosmos.

This fairy… in some ways, was even more detestable than Louis IV.

“By the way, don’t look for any ‘fairies’ anymore; they are destined to be destroyed by the master…”

I… had no way to retort.

“Shut up, Claudilus, don’t think this is over!”

“Hahaha~ Your Majesty, don’t make yourself look like those lowly creatures with your impotent rage~”

Claudia approached me, bending down as she walked, her face full of mockery as she looked at me. “That fish-like expression really doesn’t suit you at all~ The master would be heartbroken to see it~”

“If you keep playing your little games beside me, I could easily have Nilu break you in half. A broken iron ring, a few colors to your face—do you really think you’re something special?”

I shot Claudia a glare. “Do you think Nilu would agree to that?”

“Tch… Hmph, King, just keep struggling in vain for them. I wonder what else you can do!?”

Claudia stopped in her tracks, and all I could sense was her gloomy smile. “Anyway… the Rosian Empire is about to start fighting among themselves.”