Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

The next day, a ship left the port of the Grand Duchy of Foal. The ostensible reason for the departure was to invite a doctor to treat Grand Duke Taste, who was seriously ill. The Grand Duke Taste himself was on board, and although he was dressed in the clothes usually worn by the nobles, he did not hide his face or anything, and boarded the ship without hesitation.

When this plan was announced by the Grand Duke, the Duke Fantasic and the Chamberlain Lilleyne naturally opposed it. They strongly suggested that they leave the country under cover of night, but the Grand Duke was adamant in his opinion.

The Grand Duke insisted that the departure should be made in the daytime and in a dignified manner. Sneaking around in the shadows at night would be conspicuous. Besides, the emissary of the Church of Crimiana was in the country. Naturally, they would be keeping an eye on the Grand Duke and the other principal figures in the country. If we do this in secret, it will be them. They will definitely get wind of it. So it would be better to do it openly, so that we can deceive them. The Grand Duke said these words with a somewhat relaxed tone in his voice.

Fearless is the word. ....... Lil' Rain growled in his heart. He marveled at the audacity of the Grand Duke to actually do such a thing at a time of great national importance, but at the same time he felt depressed inside, thinking of what would happen if this were to come to light.

What pushed him back was, after all, a word from the Grand Duke.

A small lie is easily exposed, but a big lie is not so easily exposed. Where in the world does a man who claims to be seriously ill board a ship and sail away? No one would think of such a thing.

Indeed it is. It is a lie like a child would tell, but surely no one would do such a thing on a matter of national importance. A feeling of amusement grew in Lil Rain's heart.

All you have to do is to keep telling me that I am very sick, and that tomorrow will come. All you have to do is to keep saying you don't know. It's an easy job. Make yourself comfortable.

With these words, he summoned his attendants and ordered them to hurry up and pack their bags.

I will go and talk directly with the king of Agartha and decide what to do. ......Don't look so worried. I will go myself. I have no intention of making a fool of myself by not coming to a decision.

With these words, he strode swiftly back to his room.

As he walked down the corridor, the Grand Duke thought of the worst case scenario, that is, that Agartha would come under his control. At any cost, he would give Crimiana a blow. ....... The flames of vengeance were burning in his heart. He would protect his country, his people, and his niece, whom he loved more than anyone ...... at all costs. He swore firmly in his heart.

He was a man of his word.

"Are you seriously ill ...... with no idea of tomorrow?"

A few days later, when Klimiana's envoy visited the Grand Ducal Palace, he was met with a dubious look. The answer was beyond his expectations.

May I ask, by the way, what is the name of your disease?

"The cause is unknown."

"As I recall, you were ill the other day and were not able to visit us, were you?

Since then, he has become even more seriously ill.

The Duke of Fantasic replies curtly. The messenger slowly lowers his head and speaks to him in a gentle voice, as if he were soothing a baby.

I am truly sorry for your ...... loss. We, the Church of Crimiana, have excellent doctors ......."

"We don't need it."

"......"

"I have already requested that a competent doctor be dispatched."

"...... where?"

The Kingdom of Hradime.

"Hladime?"

The messenger's voice is hoarse. It was an option that had never crossed his mind.

"I have heard that the Great High King Reborn has been restored from an incurable illness. It is said that the country is training excellent doctors under his guidance.

"Is that right? ......"

For these reasons, I am unable to answer what you said the other day. I am sorry. No, as soon as the Grand Duke recovers, you will give your orders. Until then, you are free to return home or remain in our country.

"......Awe. I will get back to you soon.

The man then left.

"...... are you all right?"

Taking one look at the worried expression on Lil Rain's face, the Duke Fantastic sighed loudly.

"I guess we'll just have to do it."

"......"

"We too must clear our name. We have to do whatever it takes to get it done."

"...... Yes, sir."

Lil Rain slowly bowed her head.

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Meanwhile, the messenger returned to his room and walked quickly to his desk. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and began to write something on it.

"......What?

"......"

He controls the man who shouted out with his hand, and at the same time, he brings his index finger to his mouth, urging him to be quiet.

"......"

The messenger silently unfolds a piece of paper. The following words were written on it.

His subordinates nodded their heads in agreement. At that moment, one of the men reverently accepted a piece of paper the man was holding and added a few more words to it.

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The messenger shook his head slowly from side to side. He shook his head slowly from side to side, as if he wanted me to confirm the authenticity of the report before making it. The men who had understood his intention quickly turned on their heels and left the room.

The messenger mumbled something and suddenly his hand burst into flames and caught fire on the paper he was holding.

Information about the Grand Duke's condition was quickly gathered. However, it was limited and could not be confirmed.

"Has anyone seen the Grand Duke?"

No, sir.

"......"

"His doctor, a man named Bergnai, is attending to him."

The messenger looks up to the heavens with his arms folded as he listens to his subordinate's report. Then another man comes back into the room, approaches him, and gives him an earful.

"...... what?　A ship?　Where are we going?"

"I don't know. But it looks like a nobleman boarded the ship with a retinue."

"......"

The man closes his eyes again and thinks. If the aristocratic-looking man has set sail on a ship, the destination must be Hradime. This is consistent with what we have just heard from the Duke Fantastic. So, it seems that it is not a lie to say that the Grand Duke is in a serious condition. But .......

The man slowly opens his eyes. When a king of a country like the Grand Duke falls ill, the information is usually covered up thoroughly. It doesn't make sense that he told her without any hesitation. Moreover, Crimiana and the Grand Duchy of Foal are half-enemies. Would he reveal a matter of national importance to such a country without hesitation? The answer is no.

Now, this country is about to be swept away by the flower of friendship. No matter how much we try, it is impossible to stop the reproduction of the flower. For the Foral, there are only two choices: accept our demands and open the country, or sit down and perish. The Grand Duke is not likely to choose the latter. Then, the only way is for Foral to join forces with Kulimiana.

...... Are you sure you're not hoping for support from Agartha?

The messenger's mouth relaxes.

"...... In any case, it's hard to say. We will have to wait and see. Until then, we'll just have to wait and see.

The man mutters to no one in particular. Hearing this, his men bow their heads in unison. .......