I Became A Black Merchant In Another World-Chapter 382: The Merchant of Death, Fabio (5)
There is no such thing as unconditional in life.
I really like this saying.
Since there is no such thing as impossible, it is a saying that authors who ruin lives by forcing young people into passion pay and cutting the service period to 11 months, not giving retirement pay, and not giving career recognition would like.
It is also a fact that there is no unconditional way to succeed in life, and no unconditional way to fail.
There is no 100% guarantee that dragging the Sultan of the Mahbad Sultanate into war will succeed...
‘We need to work to increase the probability of success.’
We need to work to increase the plan that has a 90% probability of success to 95%, no, 97%.
“Did you say Aziz?”
“Yes, Viscount.”
“Sebastian praised you a lot. I heard that you made a lot of money by selling the Sultanate’s unique art, crafts, and clothes to neighboring countries, including the Tuscan Empire.”
“Yes, that is true.”
If an incompetent person is confident, it is human nature to want to fire them right away.
However, if a competent person is confident, it is also human nature to think that their salary should be raised.
Although I have never personally ordered Aziz to do anything, I have heard that he is quite competent.
“Aziz, I will ask you directly. Can you abandon Allah? Can you join hands with me, who is trying to drive those who serve Allah against Allah’s will into the pit of hell? If you can’t, then you can refuse.”
Even if I say I can’t, I have no particular plans to do anything to Aziz.
I haven’t even said what I will do, and there is no reason to purge him for the sake of maintaining security.
‘If you try to do something, you might end up in trouble.’
“I’ve been praying to Allah since I was little. Please save me and my family. But Allah, that son of a bitch, instead of answering my prayers, sold me and my younger brother to some son of a bitch who only wanted to see the backs of men. And my brother became a male prostitute and suffered all kinds of humiliating things until he went crazy. He ran away because he didn’t want to be like that and was picked up by Sebastian.”
“It must have been hard. I bought Chloe when she was about to be sold.”
“Like Chloe, my brother and I didn’t have good luck. And I want to get revenge on Allah for making my family miserable. I’ll do anything for him, Viscount.”
Aziz showed me his rosary and beads.
“I believe in Deus, whom Sebastian and the Viscount believe in. I am living now thanks to the grace of Deus, who allowed me to meet my wife, who loved me as a pagan born with brown skin, and who allowed me to enjoy my current happiness. Allah is my enemy.”
“Good. Then I will give you a chance to take revenge on Allah and also to rise in the world.”
I handed Aziz a letter of appointment and a check.
“From now on, you will work directly for me at the Rothschild Company. At the same time, I will promote you from assistant manager to manager within the company.”
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“Thank you, Viscount.”
“If you successfully complete this task and return, I will grant you a small mansion in Florence that I own. Oh, and of course, I will pay for the salaries of the servants who will maintain the mansion, so don’t worry.”
“It must be a very important task.”
“It is a matter of national importance.”
Aziz showed no sign of joy at all, knowing that the task assigned to him was enormous.
I really liked his cautious attitude.
“I will leave for the Sultanate in exactly two months. Before that, you must spread the heretical doctrine in the Sultanate.”
“Heretical doctrine?”
“Create a group that believes in the doctrine that Allah has handed the Holy Empire over to the Mahbad Sultanate.”
“Will it be possible in just two months?”
Common sense tells us that it should not be possible.
However, things are a little different now.
The Holy Empire is now divided into two pieces, and the Kingdom of Lyon is invading, so its very existence is in danger.
On top of that, the feelings between the two are at their worst since the Crusades.
‘If we use their ill feelings, it’s worth a try, right?’
Originally, cults were created through luck, social situations, and excellent rational analysis.
“Of course, the usual method won’t do. So what you have to do is lure the poor imams.”
“Poor imams?”
“Not all priests belonging to the Deus Church are corrupt, depraved, and wealthy. Village priests eat well without skipping three meals, and priests in relatively large cities wear silk clothes and live in luxury. Moreover, imams can be anyone who is unemployed and can read.”
“That’s true. When I was a slave, the oldest man among the slaves served as imam and worshiped.”
There is one very unique custom among Muslims and Mahbadists.
In large cities and such, there are people who study their faith while working as imams full-time, like Catholic priests and Protestant pastors.
In Mahbadists, even if you don’t have professional training, you can act as an ‘imam’ if you are the highest ranking member of your group.
So I heard that people who wrote a lot in the slums were living off of the job of imams.
“How many of those poor imams are truly devout?”
“Less than one in a hundred. If you don’t have money, your faith will eventually fade.”
“We provide the imams with a huge amount of capital and give them provocative topics. We tell them that the Holy Empire is now divided in half and fighting a civil war, and that the Kingdom of Lyon is fighting because Allah has given the territory of the Holy Empire to the Sultanate of Mahbad.”
Aziz opened his mouth wide after hearing my words.
Why are you surprised? I still have a lot to say.
If you are surprised, you will die of a heart attack.
“And this happened when Allah exercised His power, just like when Prophet Mahbad drove out the wicked and established the current Sultanate. Let’s see, what should I add to make it sound plausible?”
This kind of thing has to sound cool.
It shouldn’t be like the dark, western, sensibility that middle schoolers would like, but...
A knight whose sacrifice and honor, duty, and loyalty for His Majesty the Emperor are rewards in themselves, a merchant who is looked down on by others but whose joy in life is to willingly spend his private money for the weak.
Because it has to sound like something, like the righteous thief Hong Gil-dong.
“Just as Mahbad was chosen by Allah’s will, the current Sultan has also been ‘chosen by Allah’, and all the nobles and commoners living in the Sultanate have the honor of joining that great expedition. If you participate in this battle and survive to the end, you will gain the land of the Holy Empire and become rich, and if you die, you will live forever in heaven where you will be invited by 72 virgins.”
“...... That is truly a great idea. If I had heard it when I was a slave, I would have wanted to take up the Shamshir and join the holy war right away.”
“If the Imams of the country said this, it would be quite funny. I think so.”
“Would Deus like it?”
I am ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) not a priest, so I do not know.
But I can clearly see this one thing.
The country of those who believe in Allah, the enemy of Deus, will be a mess.
‘Five minutes before the battle, no, it will be a battle.’
“I don’t know about that. But one thing is certain. The Sultanate might fall. One thing that is unfortunate is that with the national power of the Tuscan Empire, it will be difficult to absorb the Sultanate into our territory even if it falls.”
There is a bomb that I have prepared in advance in case the Sultanate fights too well in the Holy Empire.
However, it is not the time to explode it now, so I should keep it sealed in my heart.
‘It is polite to use a secret weapon at the most critical moment.’
“Poor Imam, spread this teaching widely while providing food and money to the group they lead. Rumors are likely to spread in an instant, and this kind of pseudo-doctrine is very provocative, so people will like it.”
In this era, the poor live miserably, in some ways, or rather in many ways, much better than slaves.
Is there a teaching that can save their souls, that can even turn their lives around, being spread to them?
That is absolutely, absolutely unacceptable.
‘Because it would be like a drug.’
It is not for nothing that the saying that religion is the opium of the people is still circulated.
“By the time I arrive at the Sultanate’s palace, I hope this false teaching will have spread to the capital.”
And soon after, Aziz arrived at the Sultanate and went to see the imam of the slums.
He threw him a small bag full of silver coins and asked,
“Do you have a moment?”
