Became the Weapon Monopolist of the Gods-Chapter 1: Napoleon ()
‘Is this real?’
To think that my first customer after opening the shop is Napoleon?
It was hard to believe such an unbelievable reality.
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He’s a historical figure from centuries ago, someone who you’d only find in textbooks.
A man who, even if buried, would have been buried hundreds of times.
And now, this figure from history was sitting in front of me, drinking water as if he were alive.
It was strange to believe this was happening.
‘It must be fake... right?’
It seemed like it couldn’t be real, but the resemblance to Napoleon’s portraits was uncanny.
Then again, there could be someone similar out there, and I had never actually seen Napoleon in person.
But that alone couldn’t explain my current situation.
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─Napoleon de Bonaparte
‘An awakening message.’
Since meeting this man, the awakening messages had started to appear in front of me.
What truly made me believe in this reality was something more decisive.
“Goodness...”
Outside the shop,
“Ihiing!”
“Extra! Extra!”
What I saw outside was 18th century France, the scene of modern Europe.
Ting!
─Help Napoleon and win the Toulon Siege!
“You’re a Royalist, or do you support the revolution?”
Napoleon was the hero who led the French Revolution to victory.
Although he later proclaimed himself Emperor, at this time, Napoleon was still a revolutionary.
“I support the revolution.”
“Good.”
After finishing his ideological check, Napoleon’s expression softened.
“You’re a soldier, I take it?”
“I’m just a low-ranking officer.”
My conversation with Napoleon gave me a lot of insight.
At this point, Napoleon had not yet risen to fame as a war hero.
He was an unknown junior officer.
This led to a question.
─Help Napoleon and win the Toulon Siege!
‘What exactly am I supposed to do?’
The Toulon Siege was a battle between revolutionary forces and Royalists in the port city of Toulon.
It was also the stage where Napoleon first became a hero.
At the age of 24, this unknown junior officer retook Toulon and made his name.
He was promoted from a low-ranking officer to a brigadier general.
‘An absurdly fast promotion.’
How could a 24-year-old low-ranking officer become a two-star general in one go?
It was the kind of thing you’d expect to be criticized if written in a novel, but this great historical event actually took place.
By the genius of war, Napoleon.
The status screen was telling me to help that very Napoleon.
The Toulon Siege was the beginning of Napoleon’s legendary rise.
‘How?’
I knew nothing about war or strategy, and I was an E-class emotional appraiser. How could I possibly help Napoleon?
No matter how I thought about it, this wasn’t something I could intervene in.
But still, I had to do something.
Unless I wanted to live the rest of my life in 18th century Europe.
‘Ugh.’
It was hopeless, but first, I needed to understand the situation.
“Napoleon, how is the situation in Toulon?”
“If you’re talking about the battle for Toulon, I haven’t participated, so I don’t know the details.”
“?”
What was he saying?
I tilted my head in confusion.
The Napoleon I knew had fought in the Toulon Siege as an artillery commander and played a huge role.
That battle had elevated him from a junior officer to a general.
“You haven’t participated?”
“I’m just a logistics officer. How could I participate in the battle for Toulon?”
Napoleon gave a wry smile, as if resigned to his situation.
‘So this is what they mean by a failed timeline.’
Something was definitely going wrong.
Napoleon, who should have been an artillery commander during the Toulon Siege, was still a low-ranking logistics officer.
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Things were going in a different direction than history.
‘Why hasn’t Napoleon become the artillery commander?’
Somewhere, a twist had occurred.
I needed to know what it was.
‘Napoleon’s rise to artillery commander.’
When dealing with artifacts, one naturally learns about the biographies of historical figures.
I knew how Napoleon became the artillery commander.
‘It was the pamphlet.’
Napoleon, born to a lower noble family and looked down upon, was a man desperate for success.
One day, while contemplating how to rise in society, he encountered a group of Royalist merchants.
He engaged in a heated debate with them and later wrote a pamphlet about it.
【The Supper at Beaucaire (Le Souper de Beaucaire)】.
A pamphlet that gave legitimacy to the revolution by arguing that when Royalists and Republicans debated, the Republicans would inevitably win.
Napoleon caught the attention of the revolutionary leaders with this pamphlet and was promoted to artillery commander in Toulon.
Later, when Napoleon became Emperor, this pamphlet became one of the most banned documents of the era.
Ironically, the pamphlet supporting democracy helped create the Emperor Napoleon.
It was a pamphlet with many layers of meaning for Napoleon.
But...
“Pamphlet? What’s that story about?”
Napoleon didn’t know anything about the pamphlet.
“Didn’t you have a debate in Beaucaire?”
“I stayed in Beaucaire, but I never had a debate there.”
‘So this is it.’
It was then that I realized what had gone wrong.
This version of Napoleon had never had the debate in Beaucaire.
As a result, the pamphlet had never been created, and this had caused Napoleon to miss out on becoming the artillery commander.
A simple pamphlet had caused a huge butterfly effect.
But now that I understood the cause, the solution was simple.
“Napoleon, how about we go get some food?”
“Food?”
“Yes, it’s almost dinner time.”
I just needed to make the pamphlet.
‘The Supper at Beaucaire.’
‘It really happened.’
I looked around with curious eyes.
The streets were lined with Rococo-style buildings.
Carriages drawn by horses rode down the avenues, and gentlemen in suits and ladies in wide skirts passed by.
It was pre-Victorian.
The 18th century, early modern France.
I felt like I had stepped onto a movie set, and there was a strange sense of nostalgia.
“If we’re going to eat, wouldn’t it be better to go to a restaurant?”
“Wouldn’t a coffee house be a good place to have a quick bite and talk?”
Instead of a restaurant, I took Napoleon to a coffee house.
Of course, I didn’t choose the coffee house just for a quick bite.
My goal was to make Napoleon the hero of the revolution.
The first step in my plan was to recreate ‘The Supper at Beaucaire.’
I needed to get Napoleon to debate with the Royalists.
‘There’s no better place to find political junkies than a coffee house.’
France, with its countless cafes, was often called the ‘kingdom of coffee.’
But these coffee houses weren’t just places to drink coffee.
They were places where philosophers, writers, and politicians could gather freely, exchanging knowledge and ideologies.
Anyone could come and have a discussion, and these coffee houses symbolized equality and republicanism.
And by freedom, it meant that all kinds of people gathered there—artists, philosophers, and political junkies.
It was a chaotic place where debates raged.
Finding a Royalist in such a place would be easy.
‘Bingo.’
Maybe I was lucky, but as soon as I entered, I heard a noisy table.
─What’s all this about the National Convention?! I’ve never heard of a country without a monarch!
A man with a thick beard was arguing in a rough voice.
He was a typical Royalist denying the French Revolution.
“What do you think of Napoleon?”
“What do you mean?”
I stirred my mocha coffee as I asked Napoleon.
He smiled coldly.
“There is no such thing as a useless monarch. I’ve experienced it firsthand.”
He was referring to Louis XVI.
Because of him, the French economy collapsed, and the citizens were starving to death without even bread.
“It’s the path France must take to end the civil war and stabilize the republic.”
Napoleon spoke in a calm yet clear voice.
His words reached the ears of the Royalist man sitting at the next table.
The man stood up and approached Napoleon, asking,
“Are you saying we must stabilize the republic now?”
“Exactly, the current civil war is just a rebellion.”
Napoleon’s assertion led to a heated debate with the {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} Royalist man.
Voices were raised, and ideologies clashed.
It was the typical scene of a coffee house.
But for someone, this would be a life-changing experience.
And that night,
“I wrote today’s debate into an article.”
Napoleon wrote a piece.
The Supper at Beaucaire
The pamphlet that would go down in history.
