Rising from the Slum City of Reincarnation in Another World ~ Gathering, Hunting, and Living a Slow Life by Eating - Chapter 132

Rising from the Slum City of Reincarnation in Another World ~ Gathering, Hunting, and Living a Slow Life by Eating

Chapter 132    Execution of the Marquis Kumeer Balmisan

Let’s see, how does the nobility hierarchy work again?

Duke, marquis, earl, viscount, baron, right?

So, dukes are like the king’s family members or old lords, right?

The Kumeer Balmisan Marquis family, being aligned with the prime minister faction, would be one of the top-ranking households in reality.

Already, the Kumeer Balmisan Marquis himself has been arrested by royal decree and is currently residing in the royal palace’s prison hotel.

With three meals a day and nap time included, it’s an enviable lifestyle, to say the least.

We headed slightly south from the port and had some fun by the sea.

“Look, Ed! The waves go ‘splash!'”

“Yeah, Minya. Those are the waves crashing onto the shore.”

“It’s fascinating.”

“Yes.”

Lania and Ciel also stared in wonder, captivated by the scene.

We hadn’t seen the sea much before since our previous home was a bit inland.

“Look, there are crabs!”

“Yeah.”

“This is amazing!”

“And a starfish!”

Crabs, starfish, and various other creatures like sea slugs, sea urchins, mussels, and oysters crowded the rocky shore.

Each time, Minya pointed her finger and asked me questions.

“Ed, what’s this?”

“That’s… a sea cucumber.”

“Sea cucumber!”

“Minya-chan is full of energy.”

“Ahaha, Minya-chan is having so much fun, meow.”

Even Ciel seemed to be excited, frolicking around.

Despite trying to act like the older sister, Lania’s eyes darted left and right, showing she was just as engaged.

Though it’s a secret from Minya and the others, the sea urchins, for example, are apparently quite delicious, so they keep insisting on collecting them.

If you dig around the sandy part, you might find clams too.

A few people seemed to be there for precisely such seafood.

Some were picking up washed-up seaweed.

While keeping an eye on the passing ships, I joined in the shoreline play with Minya and the others.

And so, I learned of the fate of Marquis Kumeer Balmisan.

Initially, after his arrest, he vehemently asserted his innocence and appeared steadfast in his stance.

However, something seemed to have shifted within him. Perhaps driven by desperation or a sudden release of guilt, he underwent a dramatic transformation, confessing everything openly.

It could be a reaction to years of secrecy, a desire to finally share their ambitions with someone.

Firstly, it appears he had been orchestrating interference in funds related to the royal family, specifically those transfers that seemed too conspicuous to be concealed.

He had apparently swindled those under his charge, convincing them that they could freely use the embezzled funds.

This was more of a nuisance rather than a primary job, a mere annoyance.

The shocking revelation came next: the mastermind behind the series of attempted assassinations targeting us, the consecutive members of the royal family, turned out to be Marquis Kumeer Balmisan himself. The actual executioners were disposable agents he had arranged each time.

In essence, he was the true instigator behind all the previous events.

Of course, the fact that I ended up fleeing to the slums, struggling with limited funds for basic sustenance, and every other hardship was all due to him.

Under normal circumstances, being consumed by furious anger would be the appropriate reaction.

Yet, whether it’s due to my reincarnated nature or something else, I find myself oddly indifferent.

The silver lining is that my time in the slums led me to discover Minya, form a friendship with Lania, and even pick up Ciel. The current relationships I cherish were born from my time there, making it difficult to indulge in “what ifs” now.

Had I been living a comfortable life in the old man’s mansion in the capital, what kind of person would I have become? I imagine myself as a rather dull kid, likely out of sync with noble children or even high school students.

I would have likely been disliked for my unpleasant demeanor, targeted for having dark hair and eyes, ending up alone, and leading a truly unremarkable life.

While I can’t deny harboring resentment towards Marquis Kumeer Balmisan, I recognize that it’s because of him that I am where I am now.

It’s a complex mixture of emotions.

I’ll never truly forgive him, but as someone with a loving fiancé’s, I’ve grown indifferent.

“Ed, back to the royal palace again?”

“Yes, I’m sorry. I couldn’t join you for fun.”

“No worries. Is this about the king deciding punishments for the bad people?”

“Yes.”

So, it was necessary for us to be present as involved parties to witness the sentencing of Marquis Kumeer Balmisan.

“Ed-kun, and the lovely young ladies, welcome once more.”

“King, greetings.”

They all performed the practiced greeting together.

“Very well, very well. You all look charming and nice.”

“Thank you.”

“However, today, we will be delivering judgment upon a wrongdoer. Pay close attention.”

And so, amidst a bit of casual chatter, in the grand and lively audience chamber, the king rose from his seat.

“Marquis Kumeer Balmisan, you may enter.”

As the royal guard announced, the doors swung open, revealing Marquis Kumeer Balmisan, still bound by ropes, entering.

“Your Majesty, it was all my scheme. I’ve confessed to everything. I implore you, please show leniency.”

Saying this, he pressed his head against the ground.

The middle-aged marquis, a blend of chestnut and silver hair, appeared quite ludicrous indeed.

It seemed like a monkey’s performance, truly.

His head bowed to the ground, his pride seemed to have vanished entirely.

“I too have believed I contributed to the kingdom for a long time. Please. Spare only my life.”

Understandably, he’s begging for his life.

“You aimed at the royal family’s lives. It’s clear you’ve taken the lives of at least three individuals.”

“W-well, that… It couldn’t be helped. They posed a threat to our faction.”

“I haven’t been inquiring about the reasons.”

“However… Your Majesty, please, I beg of you.”

Ah, I see, he’s trying to appeal that he’s confessed and regrets his actions.

His goal might be to secure a lighter sentence. As long as he survives, he believes he can manage anything.

“Marquis Kumeer Balmisan, it’s regrettable. You shall face death penalty.”

“Your Majesty, how can you—”

“That’s enough. Take him away.”

The marquis, who just begged for his life, was then dragged away by the royal guards.

“I apologize, Ed and everyone, for showing you such an unsightly spectacle.”

And so, the audience concluded, and we returned to the Baron’s residence.

That evening, just before the sun set.

In the back courtyard of the royal palace, it was reported that Marquis Kumeer Balmisan had been executed.

Among those affiliated with the marquis’s family, only a few were privy to the full circumstances, yet they too met the same fate.

The common maids who were unaware of the situation were dismissed from their posts.

The marquis’s family was dissolved, and the relatives bearing his bloodline were stripped of their titles, reduced to a life of servitude.

This sums up the course of events in this incident.

In a few more days, we’ll tour around without hesitation and then return to Eldania.

There’s no need to live in fear anymore.