Chapter 270: Loyalist of the Empire (7)
The general of the war, Ragusa, patted my shoulder and laughed.
“No matter what anyone says, you’re the number one contributor to this war. You did really well!”
At this moment, there were many other high-ranking individuals present, including General Ragusa.
If this were a military setting, people would be making a big fuss, saying that a great catastrophe had struck, as though a falling star had taken out the entire sky.
In such a setting, they went beyond mere praise for a great achievement and called me the “number one contributor”—is this even possible?
For generals who straddle the line between soldiers and semi-politicians, it would be enough to make their stomachs churn.
“Some rookie, a civilian at that, has upended their own plate of food,” they’d think.
But the supreme commander spoke as though he didn’t know any of this and laughed jovially.
“By the way, Guillaume the Baron, isn’t the King of the Kingdom of Lyon a rather short-sighted individual? Even in our Toscana Empire, I, who only guard a remote corner, can’t touch you because I’m scared of what might happen if I do!”
General Ragusa glanced around, his words carrying an air of caution and warning toward those around us.
“When we get scammed by conmen and lose money, when you think about it, it’s really our own fault in the end,” he continued.
Throughout history, conmen have always existed, and they’ve never stopped trying to scam people.