The Kingdom’s Greatest Fool? No, I’m the Ruler From the Darkness ~The Hidden Face of the Fat Prince~ - Chapter 50: Supreme Strategy

Chapter 50: Supreme Strategy

(MC POV)

Walking down the corridor, I, the great one, smiled with satisfaction.

The plan is proceeding smoothly.

Having completely subjugated Eleanor and Leia, I was ready to move to the next phase.

Leaving the pathetic pair behind, I headed to my study.

Tonight’s events were not mere amusement.

They were part of the process to fully break them, turning them into pawns absolutely obedient to my commands.

And they will play crucial roles in my strategy.

Through the Frostheart and Braveheart families, I will bring more noble houses under my control.

Passing through the long corridor, I opened the study’s door to find Iris and Mia already waiting.

Iris, a genius in magical pharmacology, and Mia, a master of commerce, are my most loyal subordinates, privy to my secrets as a prince, my ventures as Earl Silver, Marcus Gray’s enterprises, and Hugo Black’s dark dealings.

“Report.”

I sank into a luxurious chair, giving them a glance.

On the heavy desk, documents of my business empire, surpassing the kingdom’s finances, were piled high.

Iris stepped forward, projecting an economic chart into the air with a magical device.

“We’re becoming one of the largest economic forces domestically, Master.”

Iris’s voice was calm and analytical.

A former Royal Magic Academy researcher, she excels at handling data.

Her mad eyes gleamed as she gazed at the graph showing my empire’s expansion.

“The magical device industry is nearly monopolized, and our manipulation of magic stone prices is functioning perfectly. Many noble houses are at the mercy of our set prices.”

I nodded with satisfaction.

Noble houses once thriving on magic stone mining are falling into financial ruin due to my price manipulations.

The Frostheart family’s mine explosion was a perfect scheme I orchestrated behind the scenes.

And when nobles need money, Earl Silver “kindly” offers loans.

At high interest, of course.

“The refrigerator sales stealing demand from the Frostheart’s ice magic stones was flawless.”

I reveled in past successes.

As Leon Silver, I developed refrigerators far more efficient than ice magic stone cooling, captivating nobles across the kingdom.

The sharp drop in magic stone demand plunged the Frostheart family deeper into crisis.

“Our assets are steadily growing.”

Mia began her report.

Looking like a teenager despite being 23, the former con artist is a genius in finance and psychological manipulation.

“Last month’s revenue rose 20% from the previous month. Magical device exports are strong, especially with Skarge.”

I sneered.

I’m extending my reach to neighboring countries.

Domestic domination is no longer enough.

Once Seiichi Yamada, a Japanese businessman, I’m steadily climbing the ladder of supremacy in this world.

“We’ve acquired significant shares in noble-run businesses.”

Mia presented the next chart, showing shareholding ratios in major noble enterprises.

My investment firms, under Earl Silver, hold 20% to 40% of many companies.

“Eleanor and Leia’s family businesses are practically becoming mine.”

I pointed out two key names.

The Frostheart’s ice magic stone business and the Braveheart’s earth magic stone business.

Both are struggling, their stock prices crashing.

I buy shares not only as Earl Silver but also as Prince Victor or Marcus Gray.

In reality, their voting rights are negligible.

By buying under multiple identities, they’re unknowingly acquired in their distress.

“Buy low, raise the company value later, and profit massively.”

That’s my strategy.

Lower the company value, buy shares cheaply, then strengthen the businesses with Earl Silver’s backing.

In the process, the original noble owners lose control, becoming my puppets.

“The Granblue family’s situation?”

I asked about a particularly interesting house.

Alexander Granblue’s family.

“As planned,” Iris replied.

Her sharp green eyes gleamed, reflecting the magical light.

“Their debt, with the high interest you provided, is snowballing. For their recent business expansion, they took massive, high-interest loans from your investment firm. But the market, as you manipulated, ignores their products. In six months, they’ll be bankrupt.”

“Excellent.”

I smiled with satisfaction.

Alexander Granblue, Eleanor’s fiancé, the darling of high society.

His family’s ruin will extinguish Eleanor’s last hope.

“On another note, Master, tonight’s training of Eleanor and Leia went well, it seems.”

Mia smiled meaningfully.

She knows my sexual proclivities well.

“Oh, it was perfect. Both are completely under my thumb. Seeing haughty Eleanor fall to licking Leia’s excrement-covered floor was a sight.”

I stood, pacing the room.

The magical lamps cast elegant shadows on the luxurious furnishings.

“The next phase is to fully control the Frostheart family through Eleanor and the Braveheart family through Leia. Using their social standing, I’ll probe deeper into other noble houses’ affairs.”

My mind was already forming the next plan.

Using my four faces—Earl Silver, Hugo Black, Marcus Gray, and Prince Victor—I’ll rule this kingdom from the shadows.

And ultimately, the world.

“How are the two doing now?”

“We’ll relay it here. It’s being recorded, of course.”

Iris produced a small crystal ball.

It showed the two noble ladies, naked, crawling on the floor, licking the filth-covered surface.

“Heh heh heh. Perfect evidence. If they ever rebel, this will silence them. Mia, how’s the slave export to Prince Vlad of Skarge?”

I shifted topics.

The Skarge trade is a key revenue source.

“Smoothly. Combat-enhanced slaves are highly popular. We exported fifty last month alone.”

“All with the special modifications?”

“Yes, all dosed with Iris’s enhancement drugs. If exposed to the separate antidote via smoke, the side effects will strip their strength and magic, rendering them useless.”

“Perfect.”

I sat again, spreading a map.

It showed the kingdom and neighboring countries, with areas under my influence marked in red, covering over half.

“Next is Princess Serena.”

I said suddenly.

Mia and Iris’s eyes widened.

Serena, the “holy mother-like princess,” is beloved by the people.

Targeting her carries great risk.

“But, Master…”

“No worries.”

I said confidently.

“I won’t touch her directly. Bribe her personal maid and administer the drug gradually. Iris, can you prepare it?”

“Yes, I can.”

Iris adjusted her glasses, explaining professionally.

“A drug to weaken will and make her susceptible to suggestion. Administered in small doses, she’ll believe she’s acting on her own while following suggestions. In two weeks, it’ll be fully effective.”

“Good. Prepare it.”

My ambitions knew no bounds.

After Mia and Iris left, I stood by the window, gazing at the night view.

The capital’s lights sparkled like stars from the palace.

The irony: the once-despised fat second prince now pulls all the strings.

“I’ll take everything.”

I looked at the starry sky, vowing revenge on all who scorned me.

Eleanor, Leia, Alexander—all pawns in my hand.

No one can stop me now.

As night deepened, I walked the corridor again.

Having finished Earl Silver’s work and trained Eleanor and Leia, it was time to return to my room as Prince Victor.

But first, I’d check on them again.

My lips held a constant, satisfied smile.

The plan is progressing steadily.

I’ve secured the economy, politics, and now the social stars, Eleanor and Leia.

Next is Prince Lucius.

The plan to bring down that effeminate first prince is already in motion.

I paused, gazing out a window.

The moonlit capital spread beautifully.

Those who once looked down on me will kneel at my feet.

The thought thrilled me.

“Everything will be mine.”

I muttered, resuming my walk.

I reached the corridor to the secret underground room, accessible only to my closest aides.

The room where I trained Eleanor and Leia tonight is here.

Stopping before the heavy door, I took out a special key.

Custom-made by Iris, it activated complex magical patterns, opening silently.

“How are they doing?”

I stepped inside.

What I saw exceeded expectations.

The room was perfectly cleaned.

The floor gleamed as if polished, the sheets, though damp, were free of stains.

The platform shone, meticulously licked clean.

The air still held a faint odor, but the stench of excrement was gone.

In the center of the room, Eleanor and Leia sat facing each other.

Both still naked, their faces pale with exhaustion, it was clear they had faithfully followed my orders, licking the floor clean.

Their lips were dry, their eyes vacant, their bodies marked with red bruises.

Eleanor’s once-transparent blue eyes, the “Ice Beauty,” were now clouded; Leia’s red hair, the “Flame Sword Princess,” was wet with sweat and tears.

“Impressive work.”

I surveyed the room, laughing loudly.

My booming laughter echoed through the space.

Eleanor and Leia trembled but didn’t raise their eyes to meet mine. They no longer had the will or strength to defy me.

“Hahaha! Did you really lick the floor clean?”

I approached, grabbing their chins to peer into their faces.

Traces of licking the floor lingered around their mouths.

Their eyes were lifeless, filled only with fear and resignation.

The traces of the “Ice Beauty” and “Flame Sword Princess” were nowhere to be found.

“I’ll commend you. It’s more perfect than I expected.”

I said with satisfaction, taking two bags from a shelf by the wall.

Inside were their clothes.

I tossed the clothes before them.

“As promised, I’m returning your clothes. Put them on.”

They nodded silently, slowly reaching for the garments.

Their movements were sluggish, their muscles clearly aching.

It wasn’t hard to imagine how long they had crawled, licking the floor.

Eleanor, hands trembling, spread out her dress.

Her silvery-blonde hair was disheveled, and the once-expensive dress that made her shine in high society was now merely cloth to cover her fallen state.

Leia, too, took her armor.

Her once-healthy skin was now pale with fear.

I watched closely as they dressed.

The once-noble ladies, now exposing their nakedness before me, moved at my command.

This contrast brought me deep satisfaction.

“Now, you’ll leave through the back exit.”

I began explaining.

“Going out the main gate would spark rumors. If the maids saw you, word would spread quickly. Then your secrets would be known to the world.”

They nodded silently.

They were completely under my control.

“Starting tomorrow, you’ll have new roles.”

I sat in a chair, crossing my legs, and continued.

“Come to my private residence, this detached palace, tomorrow night. I’ll explain the details there. Understood?”

“Yes…”

They replied in small voices.

“Louder.”

“Yes!”

They answered more loudly.

Tears welled in Eleanor’s icy blue eyes.

Leia turned her face away, shutting her eyelids tightly.

“Good girls.”

I stood, patting their heads.

Like petting animals.

“Now, go. There’s a back exit at the end of this corridor. A carriage should be waiting to take you to Eleanor’s house.”

Eleanor showed a brief flicker of surprise but quickly returned to her vacant expression.

“Let’s see, before you go, I’ll check your work.”

I picked up the crystal ball.

It held a record of all their humiliation.

I played a bit of the footage, nodding with satisfaction.

“Gahaha! What’s this? You were sucking each other’s crotches? Developing such tastes on your own? Truly my meat slaves.”

“This… this is…”

“Ugh… to clean…”

“You make me laugh. I’ll send you to Eleanor’s house, so spend tonight together. Here’s a new crystal ball. Comfort each other—body and soul.”

I laughed coldly.

“Of course, the crystal ball is watching you. Everything you do is known to me. Don’t forget that.”

They finished dressing and staggered out of the room.

I watched their retreating figures, smiling with satisfaction.

“Now, this will be stored as my precious collection.”

I took another crystal ball from my pocket, transferring the footage.

The noble ladies’ disgrace will hold great value someday.

Until that day, I could wait patiently.

Before leaving, I looked back once more.

The place where Eleanor and Leia were humiliated.

Now, even their scent was gone, leaving only silence.

But the memory of this room will last forever.

In their hearts and mine.

“This is just the beginning.”

I muttered, quietly leaving the room.

In the darkness of the night, as I headed to my princely chambers, new plans swirled in my mind.

Having fully subjugated Eleanor and Leia, and secured the Frostheart and Braveheart families, my next target was already set.

“Next, I must seize the throne.”

A cold smile curled my lips.