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** Author Note **

Sorry about that guys all better now and as thanks today will be a triple release to make up for the solo Chapter yesterday

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- Days Later -

The port of Carthage was huge.

It would be an exaggeration to say that it was like looking at the Suez Canal, but the scenery of the wooden ships was solemn.

The entire port of Carthage was filled with warships, there’s too much to gain here in Carthage.

It would cost a fortune to build a new fleet of that size.

Not just money, but ti as well.

I’m not even sure if the fleet would be complete by the ti the continental conquest is over.

The more I looked at the ships in the harbor, the more I wanted them, but there was nothing I could do about it now.

I turned around and headed for the royal palace in Carthage.

My goal for now was an alliance.

Of course, that was never going to happen.

Anyway, I sent an envoy to confirm my intentions beforehand and was given permission to visit, so I ca to the royal palace.

The king of Carthage was quite old, as I had heard.

That ant that the king had no surviving children.

The fact that he was childless ant that he had a problem with his lower body, sexual dysfunction or sothing like that, kings generally had harems to ensure an heir but this king had only ever produced two offspring, both girls and both died relatively young.

The ga’s setting is that the nobles were fighting over the next king’s throne because of this, and he was letting his magnificent fleet rot instead of using it.

The king of Carthage, with his shaggy white hair, stared at .

This king is an ordinary king that you can find anywhere.

The king’s power is not strong, but that doesn’t an that the nobles have completely taken over the governnt.

"Are you a vassal from Aquitania?"

"Yes, my lord."

The king looked at blankly and opened his mouth.

"Aquitanian...His Majesty has granted you a visit because he thinks your lord is the heir to the ancient empire, but they are now a family with the status of frontier lords. It’s not like occupying Bridget will make you a nation, so what qualifications did you have to request an audience with His Majesty? Moreover, your master is so cocky to send his vassals instead of coming in person!"

A nobleman who is overtly hostile.

It must have already been rumoured that I had destroyed Visigoth’s 200,000-strong army, but I could tell that the reason he emphasized my escape, excluding that part, was to gain diplomatic advantage.

I didn’t feel good about it, but I wasn’t going to show it.

Because now I’m not Julius Aquitania, I’m pretending to be his vassal, Haddin rja and my goal is not an alliance, but to enter the palace.

Whether I was turned away or insulted, my goal was to co in first.

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[Retin Kashak]

[Age: 34]

[Power Level: 92]

[Intelligence: 81]

[Command: 90]

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Moreover, my first objective was this very nobleman who was humiliating ahead of ti, Kashak Retin.

His abilities are quite good.

He’s even better than Fihatri, who’s all 80 .

He is the one who will stage a coup d’etat to take control of Carthage and attempt to conquer the continent.

If this coup is successful, he will invade Bridget, and our new Aquitania Territory.

He’s the kind of guy who’ll get even more aggressive when he hears about .

I’m confident I can win, but I don’t want to waste my country’s power in a war when I should be gaining strength.

That’s why I ca to this place to get rid of this man beforehand.

Of course, that is the reason why I hid my true identity.

"Yes, that..."

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