I Became A Black Merchant In Another World-Chapter 353: Imperialism led by Fabio (6)

It seems His Majesty, the King of the Kingdom of Lyon, was very pleased with my counsel.

Otherwise, there would be no way to explain the current situation.

"I hereby award the Legion of Honor Grand Officer medal to Fabio de Rothschild, Baron of Rothschild, for proposing an alliance between the Kingdom of Lyon and the Toscana Empire, thus improving relations between the two nations and striving for mutual development."

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As these words were spoken, the Grand Chancellor carefully came up to the throne with the medal set, a sash, and the ceremonial sword that is usually bestowed as a set.

The King, having received the set, personally pinned the medal on my attire.

Is this a privilege only afforded to national war heroes or those in the military with at least three stars?

"Your Majesty, I am profoundly grateful." "What have you got to be grateful for? Thanks to you, I've gotten rid of two major headaches."

Duke Condé, who had been playing the role of opposition in the Kingdom of Lyon, was thrown to the angry populace as fodder for biting, tearing, and tasting.

Just as the country falls and everyone # Nоvеlight # from the king to the ministers and even the common soldiers can be killed, those following Duke Condé also fell.

Barons under Duke Condé, influential nobles were either wiped out with their families for treason or hanged themselves.

The merchants and traders close to him, accused of causing riots by exploiting their workers, had all their properties confiscated and were sentenced to life in penal labor.

It's a typical act of a country where the instinct to drag down those riding in a Ferrari to make them walk is alive.

They all dropped dead like flies.

'It's none of my business.'

"Duke Condé's territories and vast wealth have come into existence. The royal authority has also strengthened." "Your Majesty, I am at a loss for words to match your praise."

If there were no eyes here, I would be rolling on the floor laughing right now.

Gave them a little money and blatantly pushed them to death.

The one falling off the cliff is thanking me and even giving me a medal.

Being stupid should indeed be a crime.

Especially when a politician is stupid, it's as bad as being a pro-Japanese traitorous nationalist.

'Like that bastard Injo.'

"I would love to bestow upon you the highest order and have you under my command. How about it? If you defect now, I will grant you a county and make you a count."

The King of the Kingdom of Lyon doesn't know, but his nation will soon be utterly ruined.

It might seem fine to dive into a war with the Holy Empire...

But once they do, they'll be sucked into an endless mire of war and end up pouring all their nation's capabilities into it until they become extremely impoverished.

Just as most domestic troubles stem from poverty, most of the negative phenomena in a country come from economic issues.

'Can they handle everything once they throw everything into the war?'

A 'revolution' that makes the current riots look like child's play will occur.

If it doesn't happen, I'll make sure it does.

"I have no intention of leaving the Toscana Empire." "That's unfortunate."

That gentleman probably didn't think I would actually come over.

Just touching the food you can't eat, that must be his sentiment.

Lastly, the King bestowed a sword upon me, saying,

"I hope you continue to do your best for the friendship between the Kingdom of Lyon and the Toscana Empire, Baron Rothschild." "Yes, Your Majesty."

Well, I'm not sure if that's possible.

If the Kingdom of Lyon becomes a vassal state to the Toscana Empire, we'll inevitably get along.

Because then we'd be one body.

We call this an eastern military alliance, and if the relationship becomes even tighter, we call it a 'colony.'

"I pray for the everlasting prosperity of the Kingdom of Lyon, Your Majesty."

They'll never truly prosper.

That would be against my interests.

I'm sorry, but it can't be helped.

Everything is a competition, and if you do well, I can't be happy.

And then I returned straight to the Toscana Empire.

I would have liked to stop by the United Kingdom during the Thirty Years' War to bait the Russians with the glory of the Roman Empire, but...

'It's not yet time.'

We must wait until the fruit is fully ripe.

Only then will it be beautifully sweet.

Unknown to Fabio, in the Demon Headquarters of Hell.

There, the demons were busily reporting their deeds from the human world today.

Successful temptations leading humans to kill their families and steal their properties, or failing to restrain hideous sexual desires, causing a father to rape his daughter.

Truly devilish actions were continuously reported and scored.

Barbatos, overseeing the demons' performance reviews, nodded in satisfaction at the demonic acts of the demons.

"These young ones are doing quite a demonic job."

Leading humans to corruption and chaos in the world is a command from Satan, the overlord of the great demons, and what God entrusted to them.

Although occasionally surpassed by some humans' mysterious creativity and wickedness...

Lately, the young demons had committed many atrocious deeds that Barbatos could not even have imagined in his youth.

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"One demon made a mother believe her daughter was stealing her husband's love, tempting her to poison her daughter's food and kill her. Another made a man fall in love with his friend's wife and then grow tired of her after acquiring her."

Truly devilish atrocities.

By the standards of hell, where earthly ethics are completely reversed, this would be enough to brag about in a textbook corner saying, 'Such demons exist!'

"In my time, the worst we did was drop humans into the toilet while they defecated, or make siblings fall in love with each other."

Such petty demonic actions were highly rated back when the standards of demons were low.

Compared to those times, Satan and the demons have advanced significantly, and it's purely joyful...

Barbatos felt 2%, no, 80% was still lacking.

All because of a human called Fabio.

"What is Fabio up to now?"

Fabio, Baron Rothschild, was a living demon himself, showcasing new wicked deeds every year, if not every day.

Indeed, even the archdemon himself would applaud the wicked deeds he concocted.

Not touching straightforward atrocities like murder or rape, but deceiving humans into killing and being killed by the hundreds of thousands in wars and corruption.

'Except for that guy Fabio, he's the real deal.'

The archdemon didn't say it out loud, but when he split the Deus Church in half and delivered the worst war to the Holy Empire...

Barbatos also clocked out on time that day, went home, and cried his eyes out with his fist in his mouth.

To think he would wage a war that could kill over ten million out of a population exceeding sixty million, all because they swindled him out of 20,000 gold coins.

Ashamed that he couldn't come up with such a brilliant strategy as a demon, and grateful to be alive to witness such a monumental moment in history.

As Barbatos was pondering about Fabio, a demon rushed in and exclaimed,

"Lord Fabio has done it again!"

Using honorifics for a mere human, something unimaginable under normal circumstances, like a marine not doing chores, or a private calling a corporal 'sir' in front of a sergeant – it's just not done.

But no one in this room found such a trivial nitpick strange.

After all, they were dealing with a human who could invent sins worthy of demons' admiration in politics and corruption, cleansing his rivals.

"Lord Fabio has tricked the King of Lyon into pushing his entire kingdom into a civil war within the Holy Empire. The King of Lyon is praising him and awarding him medals, completely unaware that his country is being ruined."

The other demons were moved by Fabio's demonic act.

To push an entire nation into hell and receive sincere thanks while plotting revenge.

"Milk-colored Fabio! We love you, Fabio!" "Even our lord Satan must be moved by this news." "To wreak such havoc in the human world... Indeed, he breathes like a great demon, Dauscher."

Some demons even began to worship Fabio impulsively.

"Indeed, all demons must be reborn through the spirit of Fabio. To push anyone who even slightly opposes him into war..."

In the midst of this chaos, the reporting demon added one more thing.

"Lord Fabio believes he has acted righteously."

Archdemon Barbatos was moved by these words.

Ordinary people might be tormented by guilt if they pushed another nation into war, hesitant about such a deed.

But to act for the nation, for one's own benefit, and feel no guilt whatsoever.

'Like a living textbook for demons.'

Barbatos naturally stood up from his seat.

And then, with a few tears, he clapped his hands.

"Among all the archdemons in hell, none have executed or even conceived of such wicked deeds. But our Lord Fabio thinks of new evils every day. He must be habitually worshipped and respected."

Then, he used his powers to create a framed portrait.

And he hung it on the wall.

A place of honor among the beautiful demons of hell.

"Lord Fabio is not yet deceased and is young, but he is undoubtedly qualified to be an archdemon. I will recommend him for this position by my authority. You all should strive to catch up to him."