The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 809 - 24 volumes, Beacon fires connecting camps, - 19: So that’s how it is!

Chapter 809: 24 volumes, Beacon fires connecting camps, Chapter 19: So that’s how it is!

"Freeman, every word you say is a dagger to the heart; be careful not to bring us both to fatal disaster," Renta said with some insincerity, glancing at a maid who was still busy in the distance.

"Is that so? Does His Highness Prince Hoffman even have the mind to bother with these matters now? He should have realized that I am not a part of the loyal faction of the Romanov family," Freeman said with a rare slight smile, showing his yellowed teeth.

"I would very much like to hear your opinion," Renta said, seeing that he was somewhat reluctant to speak, she boldly took the initiative to mention it.

"Your Highness, don’t you think you are very suitable for Viscount Komer? I think if you could engage in a marriage alliance with him, it would greatly benefit both him and you. Precisely speaking, it is a rather compatible marriage. He could enhance his influence through you, and you could achieve what you desire," Freeman finally laughed.

"Oh? What do you think I want to achieve? What can I achieve?" Renta’s eyes sparkled curiously, obviously touched by Freeman’s words.

"Does Your Highness really need me to spell it out?"

The smirk on Freeman’s face caused Renta some embarrassment, but in front of this elder, who seemed to have an almost uncanny insight into her heart, Renta felt as though all her thoughts and intentions had nowhere to hide.

Seeing that Renta remained silent, Freeman shook his head slightly, "Your Highness, desiring glory and power is not something shameful or hard to speak of. Who in this world does not covet power? Who does not wish to dictate the fate of others? Who wishes their fate to be controlled by others? It’s only circumstances that constrain people, forcing them to accept reality. Now that you have such an opportunity, why not make good use of it?"

"Oh? I am very interested to hear your plan," Renta’s eyes gleamed with divine light.

"Viscount Komer has not only acquired the lordship of the entire Homer region, but the original territory of the Greater Caucasus has also effectively become a direct territory of the kingdom. Though the Greater Caucasus was previously ignored due to its remote and barren conditions, it has now developed to a degree that demands respect, becoming an undisputed direct territory of the kingdom, comparable to places like Livonia."

"What I have come to understand is that Viscount Komer also acquired a territory in the Flanders Region of the Iberian Kingdom during his travels in the Southern Mediterranean Region. No matter how he acquired it, the Iberian Kingdom officially recognized his status as a noble lord within the kingdom. This means that Viscount Komer has acquired lordship qualifications for three territories. I even heard that Princess Katya also promised him the Quke Valley in Livonia as a reward. Even without this territory, owning three territories with considerable size, location, and wealth is extremely rare among kingdom nobles and these territories are far apart, each with different political and economic centers. I think Viscount Komer will likely be hard-pressed in the future to manage so many territories,"

Freeman paused intentionally, observing her reaction. Seeing her motionless, clearly intrigued, he continued, "According to customs of our Continent, a lord who owns multiple territories, if not of the same land, can have multiple marriages, and the wives can also gain noble status and even inheritance rights of each territory. Of course, this only applies to common people; it’s not applicable to Your Highness. But what I mean to say is, once Your Highness enters into a matrimonial alliance with Viscount Komer, if Your Highness intends to manage one of the territories, it might be much easier, especially considering that Viscount Komer might have even greater prospects for advancement in the future."

Renta was moved by Freeman’s words. She had never thought that Freeman’s observational skills could be so sharp and precise, capable of such accurate analysis of her mindset. To be precise, she was not a person who coveted vain honors, and she could perhaps forego those superficial honors, but her desire for power was much stronger than that of the average person. Accustomed to the ebb and flow of power in the Kingdom Court of Nicosia, Renta believed that every member of the Romanov family had a strong desire for power, only hers was more intense. As Freeman said, everyone has this mindset; it is not something to be ashamed of.

Whether it’s Katya or Hoffman, circumstances had once pushed them to the pinnacle of opportunity, but now the peak has passed, the kingdom’s power center has been occupied by Beastmen, and neither Cartin nor Godeburg can bear the transfer of power from Jazair. The kingdom’s power has indeed become dispersed among several political centers, including Cartin and Godeburg, and it seems that both Cyprus and Ugru will occupy a position among them.

Homer and the Greater Caucasus are unlikely to integrate again, although they can be united under the rule of the lord Komer; however, the vast geographical range, uneven development degrees, and vastly different racial compositions and local customs have created a clear distinction between these two regions. This has become an undeniable fact; these are two different territorial ranges.

Komer might be stationed in Cyprus later, perhaps spend more time in Ugru, and undoubtedly, the distant Flanders would also consume a lot of his energy. As Freeman pointed out, this situation harbored many opportunities for her. She neither harbored any preposterous notions of overthrowing Komer’s rule, but acting as the wife of a noble lord to exert her substantial influence or even control seemed a rather good choice. Perhaps she really should give this serious consideration.

Renta’s moved expression did not escape Freeman, who understood the character of the princess he had watched grow up all too well. He might not have liked to show it, but that did not mean he was unaware. Renta was constantly in a state of bewildered confusion, never finding her path. The Romanov Dynasty was nearing its end, and she really didn’t need to struggle for a waning kingdom. Instead, she could focus on understanding what she ought to do. Although it seemed somewhat mismatched for a princess to marry a viscount, this viscount was no ordinary noble. He controlled a territory now the largest in the kingdom, and his economy was booming—a rising political figure that many noble girls had set their sights on. If she did not seize the initiative, losing this opportunity would indeed be an immense regret.

"Freeman, do you think Komer would accept such a marriage?" Renta suddenly asked.

"Why wouldn’t he accept? As a noble lord, he always needs marriage, and currently, a member from the Romanov family is most suitable for him. It can’t be Katya; therefore, Your Highness, you are the most suitable candidate. Whether he likes you or not is unimportant, and whether you like him or not is also unimportant. The issue is that your union can bring considerable benefits to both him and you. Why wouldn’t he accept? Do you and he still fantasize about the elusive existence of love happening between you?" Freeman shook his head, "Your Highness, this is not a farce; this is a merger of interests. You and he should understand the reality of this more clearly than I do."

Renta was speechless—Freeman was obviously more clear-headed and rational than herself, although harsh and even venomous, but it was the truth. Her heart stirred slightly, and recalling something, she looked up meaningfully and asked, "Freeman, how did you suddenly come up with all this? I mean, did you think of this on your own?"

He suddenly laughed, looking as if the princess was not too dull after all. Even though people tend to be less sensitive about their personal matters, she indeed proved herself quick-witted as a member of the Romanov family.

"What do you think, Your Highness?" Freeman asked with a smile, his arms crossed in front of him.

Renta instantly understood a lot. This former old servant was not so simple today, yet this was irrelevant. As long as their interests aligned, they could both shake hands and be merry. "I was just a bit curious. Can you satisfy my curiosity?" she asked.

"Of course, Your Highness. We have no conflicts of interest, and in fact, I’ve never hidden anything from you. I am a devout follower of the Salvation Society’s teachings, a fact your mother has long known," Freeman said without any air of boasting, for indeed it was nothing to boast about. As an important servant from Renta’s maternal family, following Renta was just to be able to contribute one day.

"The Salvation Society?" Renta suddenly realized, so that was it. No wonder Komer was so arrogant and confident. The Salvation Society’s alliance with Komer had fortified him, and it also provided the Salvation Society a great opportunity to expand its influence. This was a situation both parties were happy to see. Now that the Salvation Society facilitated her marriage to Komer, this seemed to be a win-win result—in some respects, even a triple win, allowing her own desires to be realized as well.

"Yes, Your Highness," Freeman’s smile looked a bit more nuanced in Renta’s eyes.

"Good, I am not a worshipper of the Church of Light. The Salvation Society, very well. Perhaps we can find opportunities to cooperate," Renta nodded with a smile.

"Certainly. I believe we can find opportunities for cooperation, but that depends on Your Highness taking the step I just mentioned," Freeman was realistic and direct, "Of course, as long as you agree, we will help and ensure the success of this matter."

"No problem, I agree," Renta was more forthright. Why wouldn’t she seize such an opportunity? To hell with it, let him meet his own doom. (To be continued. For more, please log on to WWW.QIDIAN.COM. More Chapters are available. Support the author, support authorized reading!)