I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution Chapter 85

You can change the novel's language to your preferred language at any time, by clicking on the language option at the bottom left.

Episode 85 Governor Government – Delayed War (Diplomacy)

The proposal to elect the King of Francia through a national referendum seems to have caused considerable animosity and confusion within the Germanian Empire.

Of course, even if that were the case, they did not immediately go to war as long as Eris, who had the backing of the Church, was put forward as the heir to the throne.

Instead, the Germanian Empire sent a delegation to adjust our proposed king selection process and king’s authority to a level more acceptable to them.

The Northern United Kingdom, where the second princess is located, also sent a delegation, but they probably only sent it to show that the two countries with heirs share the same opinion.

The person who welcomed their delegation upon their arrival was Maurice Talleyrand, the head of the Revolutionary Party and an expert in Frangian diplomacy.

“Kaiserin of the Germanian Empire is deeply concerned about the rights of the elected king you propose. “If you truly want to reflect on the unscrupulous actions of the past and acknowledge the rightful monarch’s succession to the throne, shouldn’t you also grant the king that same authority?”

Talleyrand responded to the imperial delegation’s rude request, which at first glance seemed like interference in internal affairs, without changing his complexion.

“okay. We will consider the issues you have raised by submitting them to the National Assembly as an agenda item.”

“It’s a problem right from the selection process. How can the king’s sacred legitimacy and rights be judged by the votes of the common people? At the very least, the right to elect should only be granted to legitimate Franzian nobles…”

When the representative of the Northern United Kingdom spoke, the representative of the Germanian Empire went one step further.

“Frangia has already lost many of its legitimate nobles due to your so-called ‘revolution’. If you really want to prevent this kind of situation from recurring and build a normal country under the king’s order, wouldn’t it be right to reflect the opinions of qualified foreign nobles in the king’s election process?”

It seemed as if he had intended to anger our representative and use that as an excuse to break up the meeting, but Talleyrand once again responded with a grin.

“Giving foreign nobles the right to vote in electing the King of Francia is an interesting proposal, but one that could complicate the situation. Still, we will consider it if conditions acceptable to the French people are met.”

At this point, the delegates also slowly narrowed their eyebrows.

“As I said, we cannot accept the draft you presented as is. If things continue the way they are now, it’s no different from the commoners putting a puppet king on the throne and trying to control Francia!”

“It was beneficial to hear your honest opinions. Of course, the National Assembly is also reviewing your opinions from various perspectives, so I hope that we will be able to reach a significant agreement in the near future.”

Talleyrand’s expression did not waver until the end and he kept possibilities open, so the delegation had to withdraw without saying anything.

Once the delegation withdrew, the National Assembly was held and they pretended to discuss it for a long time without any support, and before the next meeting, only a small part of what they had requested or items that seemed like concessions from the National Assembly were approved.

Afterwards, Talleyrand listened to their demands again, tied them down in vague terms, and held another meeting.

As a result, what we passed as a concession was limited to rights that a king would naturally have, such as granting the elected king the right to veto bills adopted by parliament or granting immunity to the king himself.

At least this was passed on the grounds that the National Assembly had to pretend to accommodate something that it originally had no intention of guaranteeing.

In fact, there was little change in the election process, which they took issue with the most, and the delegates, who stayed in Francia for several months and went through a slow process, left Francia without any results, promising the next time.

* * *

My mansion in the winter capital as the year comes to an end again.

I was sitting at the table, looking at Christine and smiling.

Christine rolled her eyes as she cut the chicken into appropriate sizes with her fork and muttered.

What I have learned from observing Christine for quite some time is that she is both hardworking and lazy.

It may seem like a ridiculous combination at first glance, but there is no more appropriate expression for Christine.

When it comes to paperwork, top management, and brain activities, I’m more enthusiastic than this, but activities that I’m not interested in or things like spending time eating are endlessly annoying.

If you look at the way she is reluctantly eating with a look on her face that says she wants to quit right now and discuss it with me…

If I deliberately take the time to invite her to a dinner party, she will respond, but if she deliberately cuts it up so that she can eat it, she will eat the food out of sincerity, so I’m glad she did. easy.

“It doesn’t seem to taste very good. “This time, I put my head down and discussed with the chef that I would prepare a dish that would touch your taste buds…”

Christine, who was putting chicken into her mouth with a truly annoyed look on her face, stopped.

“…No, it’s delicious.”

Then he smiled awkwardly and answered, put it in his mouth, mumbled a little, and then looked a little surprised.

“This is delicious, really.”

I smiled wryly because it seemed like she was really serious as she put her fork to the next piece.

What on earth is her brain thinking and how busy is it when she is eating food without even knowing the taste?

“thank god. “I’ll have to invite you every day from now on.”

“…every day?”

The ambiguous expression on Christine’s face was that she didn’t know whether to like seeing each other every day or dislike the idea of spending so much time eating every day, which made her laugh.

“If you work like that all the time and only eat things that can be easily picked up, you will get sick. “I will take care of your body.”

Christine tilted her head slightly, seemed to be thinking, and then answered.

“…It would be difficult to have a dinner like this every day, if it were just a simple meal.”

I ended up bursting out laughing because it was a very cute compromise for a compromise that a genius in planning and financial management that I couldn’t match came up with after much deliberation.

* * *

In the office after finishing the meal.

Christine handed over the reports she had brought with her and opened her mouth.

“The atmosphere inside the Revolutionary Party is not bad. “I think President Talleyrand has decided to accommodate you in this matter for now.”

“okay. “Even though it was the president’s decision, I thought there would be some people within the Revolutionary Party who would oppose it because it was ultimately the restoration of the monarchy.”

Christine nodded cheerfully at my words.

“A little bit. But it’s not at an explicit level. “You and Her Highness are popular, and the farmers who most avoid war are their core supporters.”

I really expected that to some extent, but it seems to have worked better than expected.

“It’s even better because the Liberal Party is led by President Brissoe, who has viewed us favorably from the beginning. “At this rate, I don’t think there will be any problems due to the domestic atmosphere, at least for the time being.”

“Thank you, Christine. Thanks for your efforts.”

“It’s my job.”

Christine smiled and answered.

It’s funny that the person who just a moment ago was trying to make a cute compromise to reduce the time spent on dinner and the person who understands the internal situation of the National Assembly and other parties as if it were a given are the same person.

Christine opened her mouth and handed me another report.

“The planting of Sejak in the Germanian Empire using the Alpine Kingdom and the Holy Church that are trading with us is going smoothly. “It’s still just the beginning, but if we have time, we’ll be able to understand their internal circumstances to some extent.”

“Well, since it is being built in an enemy country, this is great. By the way, it looks like their empress is still accelerating her preparations for war.”

Christine nodded slightly.

“Your princes may not know it, but the Empress is definitely completing her preparations for war. “I didn’t think they would just back down, but it seems difficult to avoid war.”

The fact that such preparations are possible with just the imperial family and not the entire empire…

is, of course, thanks to the cooperation of that damned Abyss Corporation.

“…We need to prepare too. “Just buying time is enough income.”

“Oh, and…”

Christine handed over another document.

“This?”

“There was a collateral royal family that survived the revolution. “He is lobbying the Central Party and looking for sponsors.”

“her.”

I looked at the documents on a man in his 30s named Baron Henri.

Before the revolution, it was just a collateral royal family that had no significant presence, but after the royal family was completely wiped out during the civil war and revolution, they entered the line of succession.

“No matter how direct, it is right for a man who was educated at the palace to ascend to the throne rather than a woman who was away from the palace…?”

I laughed at his claim that he had sent it to the Central Party.

I wondered where this person came from all of a sudden, but he was lucky enough to escape to the south with his fortune in the north where the revolution was in full swing. He must have had some business acumen and had some fun by opening a textile factory.

You’ve been living quietly in the south, doing business, but now the madness of the revolution has cooled down and your life is getting a bit more comfortable. But now that the restoration of the monarchy is being discussed, you must have felt like taking on a challenge.

In the first place, the restoration of the monarchy was possible because Eris was a saint loved by the people, but did this person who did not know the inner workings of the National Assembly think that he could at least defeat a foreign empress if he was given concessions only by a saint?

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Shall we handle it?”

When I turned my head to see Christine in a strange tone, as if asking me if I wanted to eat something, I saw Christine smiling lightly, covering her mouth with a fan.

“Hmm.”

Instead of sticking their noses into the soup, they passed a bill that slightly increased Eris’s authority by using foreign pressure, but they were such uninvited guests.

There is almost no chance that such a person could become king, but if left alone, he would have become entangled with anachronistic nobles and could have caused troublesome noise in the otherwise well-functioning National Assembly.

I sighed lightly and opened my mouth.

“No matter what, killing him is a bit awkward. The atmosphere in the National Assembly is good, but it seems like it is a bit of a cautionary tale…”

“Yes, then I will handle it so that it does not cause any problems without killing you.”

Christine added softly with a very sinister smile on her lips.

“If the Aquitaine merchants get into the textile business at this time, they will make a good profit, so it’s a good thing.”

“Haha…”

I wonder if that royal family, Henri or whatever, is now losing the business he built in return for his excessive greed to make a living.

I looked at Christine, smiling and lost in thought, as if she was in a good mood, and I promised myself never to do anything that would make her angry.

At that time, there was a knocking sound.

“Please come in.”

The servant who came in showed courtesy to Christine and me and handed us a letter.

“This is a letter from President Talleyrand.”

“Thaleran?”

Did he ever write to me personally?

Puzzled, Christine and I opened the letter and found that it was simple but important.

[Dear Marquis de Lafayette, Commander-in-Chief of the Revolutionary Army of the French Republic.

Today we received an official diplomatic document from the Germanian Empire.

They requested that the two countries’ delegations personally accompany the heir to the throne for a meeting, not here in Francia, but in the neutral dwarven Alpine kingdom.

I think we will need to discuss measures regarding this issue with Her Majesty the Princess and the Marquis.

Maurice Talleyrand, President of the Revolutionary Party.]

“…The Empress came out strong.”

I also sighed lightly at the words that came out of Christine’s mouth as her eyes narrowed.

The Empress herself came forward and demanded that Eris come out here as well?

It may be okay if it is an envoy with acting authority, but if the opponent is the one with decision-making authority and succession rights, it is difficult to waste time like now.

We have no intention of just being dragged along by our tricks.

It seems that the Empress is planning to bring war with spring.

If you have any questions, request of novel and/or found missing chapters, please do not hesitate to contact us.
If you like our website, please consider making a donation:
Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution

I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution

내 혁명에 단두대는 필요없다
Score 8.6
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
As a noble of a corrupt kingdom, I died after failing to quell the Revolution. When I opened my eyes, I returned to the time before the Revolution erupted. Now, to survive, I must join the Revolution

Comment

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Options

not work with dark mode
Reset