Build a Human Empire by Creating Clans

‘Sudret is a descendant of the Germanian royal family. Having the northern part occupied by such a being is a problem that will cause a match for Wallochia.’

Wallochia is a traditional competitor to Germania.

It was not a simple competition, but an atrocious relationship where blood was washed with blood.

Even when the world perishes, sticking knives in each other’s backs.

‘So you’ll be quite wary of me, but you can buy a crush on the contrary.’

I was treated as an illegitimate child by the Duke of Sudret and abandoned.

Don’t you have a reason to be hostile to Sudlet more than anyone else?

Publicizing this could have lessened the reluctance.

‘It’s just a family, after all. You’ll have to meet him in person to know.’

I put the report down and stood up.

Outside the window, I could see the outer wall under construction.

Thousands of workers were mobilized to work.

From daily laborers hired for simple labor to artisans such as masons, carpenters, and quarryers, and their immediate family members, they have been immersed in their work, cutting, stacking, and gluing stones for several months.

‘Right now, to the outer wall. And Lagoa, Anbas… We have to build the walls in order of relatively high importance.’

The aforementioned two villages were developed as gold mines and grain fields.

If I was attacked, I had to use my hands because it would be quite painful for me.

‘The obstruction of the representative process is getting worse, so we need to increase the number of patrols. There’s no sign of the job.’

ki-

I raised my head at the familiar cry.

Far out the window, a kite glided down from the sky.

Knowing that the guy was Griff’s familiar, I reached out.

The scroll fell onto the palm of my hand.

‘Kussdorf.’

I read the master of the seal on the wax scroll.

The seal belonged to the Wallochian royal family, Kuslorp.

Most of the contents filling the papyrus are the titles of the royal family.

The contents of the letter are only one line at the bottom.

– Edar of Sudret. I invite you to Sodomora.

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Sodomora, the capital of Wallachia.

The royal palace in the northwest of Sodomora.

Seven people were sitting in the VIP room.

Each of them is an aristocrat wearing clothes embroidered with gold thread.

They formed pairs of two or three, each whispering a subject.

Among them, a young man opened his mouth with a disgruntled expression.

“What will the North do?”

The conversation ended abruptly, and the other six nobles looked at him.

“Hugo. What about that story again? Didn’t you think about it a bit more?”

A nobleman called Hugo snorted at the fat man’s answer.

“How long is a little bit? You’ve been thinking about it for months already. Long enough for him to have full control of the North!”

Even though he raised his voice, the fat man reacted indifferently.

His interest seemed less than the fruit on the plate.

Listening to it, Dungma picked up the Dung fruit and looked at the cooking.

“That’s right, I’m impatient.”

“The star is…”

“Now, now, listen to me. What was the reason we said let’s wait and see? Isn’t it because there’s a lot of other things to do, but there’s no reason to be interested in a corner like that?”

Except for Hugo, the nobles nodded.

“The North is a vast, but barren place. Everyone knows. The population there is only about the same as here, Sodomora. What can you do in a place like that?”

“Is there anything to do? How much will you collect if you gather soldiers in the north?”

“At most 10,000? Even that is a conscript, so the level must be low.”

Nobles were virtuous.

“I seem to have used it quite a bit lately. Well, that’s an exception because he hired a mercenary by robbing his money.”

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“I can’t do that for long.”

“yes.”

The fat man smiled at the nobles’ response.

“Honestly, it is. Did we leave the North alone because we were powerless? Because there is nothing to do with money. Isn’t that Pinto talking about selling tax-free privileges to commoners?”

“that’s right.”

“It’s a place where only beggars live.”

“What are you going to eat at a place like that?”

Hugo was about to say something, but the fat man raised his hand to stop it.

“In addition, we were also busy cleaning up after the rebellion. Didn’t you decide to give the lowly people who occupied the corner of the village know my subject and give it time to find it on its own? Have you forgotten?”

“It did. But things have changed.”

“Are you changing?”

“There’s no way he’ll find us first.”

The fat man tilted his head.

Hugo let out a long sigh and answered in a low voice.

“He’s a sadlet.”

“Sudret?”

The nobles blinked their eyes.

Fudo looked back at the nobles and spoke clearly.

“The one who occupied the north. That means he’s Sudret’s eldest son.”

“…”

The atmosphere subsided.

The nobles stopped laughing and looked at Hugo.

The fat man also put down the fruit and leaned forward.

“Is that true?”

“Are you sure. I checked again and again.”

“count. How did you find out?”

“Should I even say that?”

When Hugo glared at him, the fat man licked his lips and withdrew.

A silence rang in the guest room.

“Sudret…then the words are different.”

“Are those scum in Germania reaching out again?”

“I think I gave you too much time.”

The composure he had shown a moment ago had gone and the atmosphere had become serious.

Because it was six years ago that we had a fierce battle with Germania.

Even more so, it was Walloquia who lost in that fierce battle.

The wounds that had barely healed were stimulated.

“We need to strengthen our borders.”

“Shouldn’t we deal with the northern part before that?”

Hugo smiled at the atmosphere passing over him.

“So I want to propose again—”

“for a moment.”

The nobles looked at the old man with his mouth shut and his hand raised.

Until this time, he was an old man who had been silently watching.

The old man stroked his beard and continued.

“I also heard Hugo’s story that the stranger was the child of Sudret. I think it’s too much to take a hard line right away.”

“Anything else you know?”

The old man nodded when the fat man asked.

“From what I hear, he’s Sudret’s eldest son, but he’s an illegitimate son.”

“bastard?”

The nobles perked up their ears.

“I heard that he was an illegitimate child and was even exiled to the Great Plains.”

“Until expulsion? To the Great Plains?”

“Interesting.”

“You’re an illegitimate child abandoned by Sudret…”

The tense atmosphere quickly subsided.

Exiled to illegitimate children… The aristocrats who caught the interest were quiet and quiet.

“I wondered how he appeared in the Great Plains, but he was banished.”

“I think he was aiming for reckless murder rather than deportation.”

The short man and the lumpy man muttered.

“I guess so. The Great Plains will be full of different races.”

The man with the big nose scratched his chin.

“You led the Orcs to fight the North?”

the thin man asked.

“Didn’t a guy named Pinto leave an orc behind him? It will be the same.”

“What an outstanding fellow! Do you like it.”

The fat man laughed heartily.

“It would be great if it wasn’t for that bloodline.”

“That’s what I mean. Still, it would be fun to meet as Gong said, right? If you’re an abandoned child, you’ll hate the blood that flows in my body.”

“I’m a little worried, but I agree with that.”

The five nobles made a noise.

Hugo’s expression contorted at the sight.

At most, I wanted the atmosphere to lean toward me.

A few words from the old man were silenced.

Hugo reddened his neck and glared at the old man.

The old man responded by raising only one lip.

cringe…

“It’s not a problem to laugh at like that!”

Suddenly, Hugo got up and hit the table.

The virtuous nobles stopped talking again and looked at him.

I frowned at his rude behavior.

“Well, I can hear you well even if you don’t scream.”

“Is there a concubine who has run away to the north? It’s very hot.”

“Since the hook is attached, I think I will have to make a decision soon.”

“What… that’s okay.”

It wasn’t a spirited atmosphere, but the nobles agreed.

“Agenda?”

“Shouldn’t we first figure out whether that sudlet’s illegitimate son will fight with us or join us?”

“I agree. I don’t want to fight for nothing over that beggar land.”

“It seems to be related to the Orcs.”

Fat nodded.

“Then let’s send out the summons and convene a meeting.”

“Who is against bringing this bill to Congress now?”

The nobles looked at the fat man and were speechless.

The fat man caught that gaze and nodded.

“Good. You passed. The matter has been raised, and Sudret’s illegitimate son will be ordered to appear in Your Highness’ name.”

“ah! I’m going to rest now. Because there is too much work.”

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“They are all assholes.”

After leaving the VIP room, Go Tsaiken spat out a curse.

The sound of grinding teeth spread through the hallway.

“Things that would be nice to chew on….”

The guards standing in front of the wall flinched at that fierce temper.

I averted my gaze in case our eyes met.

‘A thing that should have been dealt with a long time ago… It’s because the piglets were squirming, it’s time to issue an order to show up instead of marching out.’

My chest was stuffy, so I wanted to hit it with a clenched fist.

The nobles regarded the outsiders who occupied the north as mere children.

But Hugo knew full well that the kid was a formidable fellow.

It was because Hugo had a string that other great nobles did not have.

‘I’ll have to report it to the owner soon.’

I scratched the nape of my neck.

Even though there was no wound, the nape of the neck was throbbing.

There were two holes in that spot years ago.

Traces of being bitten by sharp fangs, sucking blood and being injected with blood.

At that time, Hugo Tsaiken had become a vampire’s servant many years ago.

‘You might get angry because you’re too late to act. But you can’t help it. From the beginning, the orc was bluffing and couldn’t reveal that he was Sudret’s eldest son.’

The great nobility was greedy but not stupid.

If I had any doubts, I bit them until my doubts were cleared.

If he was holding information he did not know, he would ask why.

Didn’t his eyes light up when he revealed that he was Sudret’s eldest son?

Well, after a while, nothing was said.

‘The old man knew that too, so he must have taken out his tile after I said that.’

The old man who destroyed the board he had made, Duke Mazenkin.

The oldest among them, but a great nobleman who is respected as much.

Other great nobles did not easily ignore the old man’s words.

‘Respect is bullsh*t. A traitor who was attached to Germania.’

It was the truth I had heard from Vlad’s blood relatives.

Duke Mazenkin passed secrets to the enemy for his own gain.

That was the decisive factor in losing to Germania six years ago.

‘The subject who is acting as the chief among us with the territory that has been expanded in that way. How dare you ignore me, who is protected by blood relatives?’

teeth were split

‘Let’s see. On the day the elder arrives on this land, you will beg for your life under my feet.’

Hugo stopped in front of the main gate of the palace.

The sun shone brightly, as if it would burn the skin.

Carefully, he stretched out his bare hand toward the sun.

When I touched the sun, I felt excruciating pain.

“Damn it…”

I hurriedly withdrew my hand.

The hands were not melted, burned, or cooked.

Compared to before exposure to the sun, it was no different.

The excruciating pain was an illusion created by the mind.

However, even knowing this, Hugo could not erase the pain.

It was a curse that he had since becoming a servant of his clan.

– If you kill that human, I will tell my father. To make blood fall upon you, so that you may become blood kinsmen, not servants. If they become blood relatives, they will not be afraid of the outside even in the morning.

what his master had said.

Remembering this, I put on my gloves.

‘First of all… let’s think about how to kill him. In order for the elderly to come, we have to get rid of all the intruders. son of a b*tch I don’t know what crime he committed against the elder, but he will not be able to avoid death since his blood relative sentenced him.’

Sin City, Sodomora

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“It’s hot. hot.”

Pasimea grumbled.

Sweat beaded on his forehead.

“Isn’t it summer now?”

I said as I took the cloth from her shoulders.

She let out a long breath and put on a sullen expression.

“Still, Olymus was cool.”

“It is unavoidable that the temperature differs from region to region.”

At least it’s not midsummer, but you should consider it fortunate.

It is not enough to say that southern Wallachia in midsummer is really hot.

It is a place where there is no fallow season due to the fact that there is no winter.

It was a land no less blessed than the Great Plains of Oroko.

“Ha, I’m glad you came early.”

Pasimea put the leather pouch to her mouth and tilted it.

Then, he frowned at the strong smell of leather.

Water flowed out of his mouth in an inconsolable manner.

I sighed and wiped her lips with my sleeve.

“You are sore. Isn’t the workshop hotter than here?”

At my point, Pasimea stabbed her side with her elbow.

“That is it. this is this Anyway, I want to rest soon.”

“…”

Calliope stared blankly at Pasimea.

As always, the expressionless expression of not a single emotion can be read.

However, his thoughts were fluctuating quite terribly.

It’s her own warning.

“what.”

Pasimea snorted and turned her head away.

Watching the battle of nerves between the two, I shook my head.

Pasimea’s whining and tickling was intentional acting.

I knew with my thoughts that I was acting because I was craving my attention.

Calliope doesn’t like that, so she keeps it in check.

‘They all look like children.’

Griff and Gerhard too.

“Hold on a little. You won’t be here very long.”

“Not long? how much?”

“A few days at the latest, today at the earliest.”

what am i I ignored Pasimea’s question and looked ahead.

The southern gate of Sodomora, the capital of Wallachia.

People walking through the gates lined up in two long lines.

Even though the guards weren’t checking, the congestion was exceptionally severe.

Apparently, it’s because the west and north have been sealed off due to the recent rebellion.

While the gate was being repaired, crowds flocked to the remaining two gates.

“Looks like the rebellion was pretty big, right? Enough to damage the capital.”

That’s right, didn’t the ransom of mercenaries drop dramatically when the civil war ended?

20,000 mercenaries flocked to the north to receive a ransom that was less than half the price.

Those who didn’t come would be several times that number, so I guessed the scale.

“It is the limit of the country called Wallochia.”

“okay?”

I gave the answer to Pasimea, who asked the reason with a tilt.

“Walochia is an association of lords. The king is only the strongest of the lords. When the king is weak, it is only natural that the lord who wants to become the king will challenge. Considering that this civil war is called a rebellion, it seems that the royal family is still in place.”

The current royal family of the Kingdom of Wallachia is Kuthrorp.

It is the 3rd dynasty of Wallochia and the reign is less than 200 years.

When it comes time to play, the 4th Dynasty is in effect.

I’m barely breathing because that time hasn’t come yet.

“Huh. Wasn’t it the king who called us?”

“Nominally yes.”

“nominally? So in reality?”

“This is an order from the Council of Wallochian nobles.”

Council of Wallochian nobles.

A governing body composed of 133 influential nobles from all over Wallachia.

Wallochia was a monarchy, but the parliament was stronger than the king.

It was an institution that did not have the power to elect a king, but had everything else.

Even the king could not pass laws without parliamentary approval.

“Declaring war, deliberating on special taxes, electing ministers… all prerogatives of Congress.”