Disappointing Teleportation Magic ~ Even Though The Movement Distance Is Only 1 Millimeter, I Will Rise Through Ingenuity ~ - Chapter 54.3

“Huh?”

“He will pretend to be dead.”

“So, you’re saying Tariq will fake his death and live as someone else?”

“That’s correct.”

Araseli nodded firmly.

“Well, that’s… no, that’s not good. If he fakes his death, won’t he never be able to see his family again?”

“That will be the case. But it’s the only way to prevent him from being reduced to slavery.”

“No, no, if everyone here agrees to keep this a secret, won’t that be enough?”

“That will probably be impossible. The faction of the second prince, which is pulling the strings behind the scenes, has likely already reported Tariq.”

“Reported? Like they’re trying to kill me?”

“Yes. Tariq had a hidden weapon, sought an audience with you, and actually met with you. It will be difficult to cover up.”

Even just the rumor of a commoner plotting harm against a noble would lead to punishment unless their innocence could be proven. In this case, the plan was actually put into action, making it harder to suppress the story.

“Damn… are they really going that far? But, can’t we just claim that Tariq was ordered by Pedrada?”

“It’s difficult. The trustworthiness of a servant versus a head of the castle’s domestic staff is vastly different. Pedrada has also been using his own wealth for the recovery efforts after the wyvern disaster.”

“Damn it… isn’t there anything we can do?”

“It’s alright, Yuto… I’m grateful enough that you’re saving me from slavery.”

“Tariq…”

“Yuto-sama, we will take care to protect Tariq’s family. Although he won’t be able to meet them in the royal capital, if they move to another territory, there’s a chance they can live together.”

“Please, protect Tariq’s family.”

How pathetic. No matter how many wyverns I defeat or how high I rise to the rank of marquis, there’s so little I can actually do.

Even saving a friend who almost went down the wrong path is something I have to rely on others for.

After we finished lunch, Tariq changed back into his old clothes and had his hands bound behind his back.

“See you, Yuto.”

“Stay well, Tariq. When I get my own land, I’ll call for you. I’ll bring your family too.”

“Yuto… I understand. I’ll look forward to it.”

“Until next time, Tariq.”

“Yeah, until next time…”

As I watched Tariq being taken away, for the first time, I felt a strong desire to obtain power, land, and a mansion as a noble.

If I could hire Tariq and his family in my own mansion, on my own land, no one would be able to say anything.

To do that, I need to acquire true power, not just the title of a noble in name only.

“Araseli, I want power. Enough power to protect the people I care about. Will you help me?”

“Of course, Yuto-sama, I will protect you.”

“Then I will protect you, Araseli.”

“Yuto-sama…”

From that day on, I asked Araseli to help me resume my studies on the inner workings of the Kingdom of Yurefelt.

I studied everything—how to manage any land I might be granted, how to build good relationships with the surrounding nobles, and the local products, temperament of the people, and traditions.

First, I would learn. Then, using the knowledge I brought from Japan, I would fully utilize everything to prosper my land and build my strength.

And someday, I will get my revenge on those who tried to erase me.”