I Became a Level -99 Vicious Lord

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The knights and soldiers would revolt.

‘My head will be hung on the city walls.
Ugh.’

The thought of his head hanging above the walls made him nauseous and his legs wobbly.

“It’s an emergency.”

“I know.”

“The question is how….”

“It’s alright.”

“What?”

Camille frowned.

“Is there… a way?”

“Of course, there is~.”

“What do you mean, a way?”

“We can borrow it~.”

At that moment.

Sling.

Camille’s hand touched the hilt of the sword.

“Now, WAIT a minute!”

Otto shouted in surprise, pointing at Camille.

“You can listen to me first!!! Why are you so quick to get angry!!!”

“… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Camille said, struggling to control his anger.

Camille’s reaction was completely understandable.

He’s already in debt, his estate is in financial crisis, and he wants to borrow more money….

“That’s right, let’s borrow it! Let’s put out the fire first!”

“Where can we borrow money? The debt we owe is already enormous.
Who would lend money to my lord?”

“I know someone who will lend it!”

“Who is it?”

Camille glared at Otto with a look that said, ‘What kind of fool would lend money to someone like you?’

“If we borrow from the lord of the Sorun estate… WHOA?”

Otto couldn’t finish his sentence and was forced to flee in a panic.

“… Just die.”

The enraged Camille lunged at Otto, wielding his sword.

“S-stop him!”

“Sir Camille! Be patient!”

“My lord, dodge!”

The servants had to struggle to stop the enraged Camille from cutting down their lord, Otto.

The idea of borrowing money from the Sorun estate was enough to make even his only loyal servant, Camille, lose his cool.

* * *

The Lota and Sorun estates had been fighting for two hundred years due to their geographical proximity and overlapping activities.

How much do you think a bunch of rural estates on the fringes would fight?

That’s a myth.

The weaker ones are the ones who are most desperate to protect their meal.

Even the smallest piece of land would cause them to react sensitively.

As a result, Lota and Sorun have fought dozens of wars over the past 200 years.

But borrowing money from Sorun?

That was not something that would come out of the mouth of a Lota lord.

What’s the difference between that and saying you’re going to sell the whole estate?

If he borrowed money from Sorun, the Lota Estate was doomed.

It would give Sorun an excuse to legally take over Lota.

This was a time of great economic and military weakness under Otto’s tyranny.

The Sorun Estate was likely just waiting for an opportunity to swallow the Lota Estate complete.

“Now… Repeat what you said?”

Camille glared at Otto with a searing look in his eyes.

“You’re saying that you’re going to open your hand to the Sorun estate, now?”

“Ugh.”

“Just die.”

Camille’s sword sliced Otto’s throne in half.

“Aaaah!”

Otto flailed for his life, trying desperately to convince Camille to stop.

“Now, wait a minute, just… no, you’re supposed to listen to people!”

“Talk.”

“I have a plan…?”

“You… have a plan… really?”

Camille glared at Otto in disbelief.

“There is! There is!”

“What is it?”

“Uh… it’s….”

Otto couldn’t quite explain his plan.

‘How do I explain this?’

He was at a loss to convince Camille.

He knew what was going to happen in the near future, and he could use it to his advantage.

The problem was, explaining it to others was far less convincing.

“Because… I don’t have to pay it back?”

“Why don’t you have to pay it back? Are you saying that the Sorun estate is suddenly charitable?”

“Not really.”

“Then what is it?”

“Sorun Estate is about to perish.”

“Yes…?”

“It’s going to be ruined in exactly two weeks, *Boom*.
So there’s no need to pay back the borrowed money.
Because there won’t be anyone to take it.”

“On what basis do you expect the Sorun estate to be ruined?”

“Well… that’s…”

Otto stammered.

“Just… a feeling?”

“….”

“It’s a hunch? In just two weeks, the Sorun Estate will be… Eeeee?”

That day.

Otto had to spend the entire morning running from Camille, who was trying to kill him.

* * *

That afternoon.

Eventually, he decided to send a messenger to the Sorun estate to ask for a loan.

“Thank you everyone for trusting me as your lord.
I’ll live up to your expectations… huh?”

Otto was slightly offended by his subjects’ reactions.

“What will you do if we are absorbed by the Sorun estate?”

“I’ve enjoyed your company, everyone.”

They didn’t believe him.

He gave up.

Whether he borrowed money or not, the Lota Estate was going to go bankrupt due to poor management.

They were merely agreeing with Otto out of desperation.

“What are you going to do now?”

Camille asked Otto, watching the messenger’s back as he walked away.

“I have a plan.”

“And is that plan to pray to God, by any chance?”

“… No.”

Otto’s eyes flicked to Camille.

‘Ugh.
Damn you, Otto, you’re the one to blame, you bastard.
If you’d just been a little nicer, I wouldn’t be in all this trouble.’

Otto grumbled inwardly, then turned to Camille.

“So the plan Is….”

“….?”

“Because I’m going to make it so.
In just two weeks.”

Otto said with a smirk.