I play a Evil God in Otome Game

Chapter 108 Chapter 107 Night of the Long Knives (Nacht der langen Messer)(10/?)

Two days later, the fruits of Morrigan's plan began to show their effects. The new ideological movement in Berlen, the Fairy-Human movement, was gaining popularity.

Morrigan had declared that the people of these lands had a holy bloodline descended from fairies while speaking. This quickly became popular, especially with Jülgen's clever tactics.

Supporters started to form among the people. Though still a minority, it was expected that the foundation would be established within two months. Morrigan had spent almost 500 million gold on various schools.

These schools were religious, with lessons focused on history, Genesis, and the God of Creation. In addition, the racial divisions among people seemed to be decreasing.

People began to slowly refer to themselves as Aryans, a name created by Seth. Though things were going well so far, racism was beginning to rise.

This was especially true against foreign nations. People were already blaming them for everything. Thanks to Morrigan, this had now transformed into an ideology.

Though Morrigan had heard of some racist incidents, she ignored them. After all, she needed hatred now, and she was overlooking the people's behavior.

Outside of Berlen, Morrigan's influence was nearly nonexistent, but the news of Morgana being crowned Empress had been passed to the people by the governors.

Newspapers had started reporting on it, but Morrigan had given them gold to prevent them from publishing anti-imperial news.

Some socialists and opposition groups were still persistent. Seeing this, Morrigan had them arrested. At that moment, it wasn't yet known that there was censorship in the country.

Morrigan was careful to carry out these plans secretly and skillfully. Meanwhile, relations with the Aurelion Republic were in a downturn.

The Harmonia Kingdom did not recognize the newly established Empire. Furthermore, the Holy Mary Kingdom had not yet taken any diplomatic steps. Therefore, they remained silent.

The civil war in the Holy Mary Kingdom was severely damaging. While the Kingdom could not intervene, the armies of the Church of Light were still strong.

For this reason, Morrigan continued to maintain good relations with the Wargans. The harshest part of winter was approaching, and the Wargans were becoming increasingly aggressive in their attacks.

Many small skirmishes had already spread across the continent along the border. Stromwind was currently in a civil war. Therefore, the Church of Light would lead the war against the Wargans.

This was turning the conflict into a religious war. For the first time in 700 years, the Church would be at a disadvantage on the battlefield.

The Orcs, however, were strangely silent. This silence was unsettling. Despite rumors, Morrigan was unaware of what was happening.

It seemed that Thomas had a certain idea but was reluctant to speak. Morrigan didn't interfere with that.

The Elves, as always, were annoying. They constantly made empty threats, threatening the people. Morrigan was irritated by the hypocrisy of the Elves, who were always peace-loving.

The Dwarves were silent. Morrigan didn't care about what they were doing in the great mountains. After all, she had no issues with the Dwarves.

"Lady, are you ready?" George asked calmly. Morrigan nodded. The second purge was about to begin. The Church of Light and the old government had been destroyed. Now, the generals, officers, and commanders among the army who were partisan and posed a risk of rebellion would be targeted.

Afterward, the armies would be distributed to the borders, and some would go to patrol the countryside.

Morrigan had united three different armies and called George and the military leaders for a meeting. Four armies had merged, totaling 50,000 men. It was a good number of cannon fodder for war and enough to eliminate enemies.

At the meeting, there were three Generals, five division commanders, seven border commanders, 124 officers, and the former head of intelligence. Additionally, there were two influential figures in the army: Red Commander Bernard and the former captain of the Royal Knights, Hammer Jörg.

These two figures were especially targeted. They were respected for their many achievements and their status in the army, which made them a serious threat to Morrigan.

Morrigan knew Bernard was a good person, helpful, and kind-hearted. She knew that someone with such a reputation would not hesitate to lead a rebellion to protect his men from death.

Though it was a shame when a good person died, Morrigan could only sigh. As her thoughts ended, she stood up. Just as she was about to leave, she felt Seth's aura and stopped.

"George, will you wait for me outside?"

"As you wish, Your Majesty." George obeyed and stepped out. Morrigan turned around. Upon seeing Seth, she wondered why he had come.

Seth simply smiled and looked at Morrigan proudly. He had been very proud of Morrigan recently.

"You did a good job over there, Morrigan," Seth said with admiration. "You performed even better than I did."

Morrigan just smiled. Seth sighed lightly and got to the point. "I came here for Bernard."

"One of the people we need to eliminate," Morrigan said indifferently. Seth nodded and continued. "Bernard is young and very talented. It would be a shame to kill him."

"But he might rebel."

"If you can manipulate his emotions, it won't be a problem," Seth said seriously. Morrigan frowned, confused. Seth then explained. "Bernard is 18 years old. He's young, but very talented, and he has great potential."

"What do you mean?"

"Bernard has no family. He's an orphan, and his biggest dream is to have a family," Seth explained calmly. He knew who Bernard was in the Otome game. Bernard was very innocent and kind for a commander.

"If you approach him like a son, he will support you."

"Aren't I younger than him?" Morrigan said slightly annoyed. Seth laughed. "You are playing the role of Morgana, a 700-year-old witch."

Morrigan wasn't sure whether to take offense, but she didn't care. Seth continued. "Although Bernard is kind, he is a beast when it comes to war."

Morrigan was surprised to hear that even a god praised Bernard like this and became curious. Perhaps she should reconsider her plan.

"Act like a father to Bernard, tell him he has a family," Seth said confidently. "Believe me, you'll be surprised at how much he will change. Family means more to him than anything else."

Morrigan nodded in approval. "Then I will do as you said."

"Good, I will watch over you. If there's a problem, I will help you."

"I understand."

Then the shadows of Seth's body dissipated, and he left. Morrigan didn't waste any more time and left. George was still waiting patiently. When he saw Morrigan coming, he stood up straight.

"Can you call Bernard for me?" Morrigan asked calmly. "Please have him come to the guest room."

"Bernard?" George asked, a bit surprised. Morrigan nodded. George took the order and went to summon him.

Morrigan slowly walked to the guest room. When she arrived, she quietly sat on the couch and waited for Bernard to arrive. Not long after, the door knocked.

"Come in."

"Your Majesty," Bernard knelt down and spoke calmly. Morringan, however, was surprised by Bernard's appearance. He was a short young man, 1.68 meters tall, with braided red hair and blue eyes.

Morringan was surprised at how someone of such height had managed to avoid ridicule and was recruited into the army, but she decided to overlook it. Bernard was talented enough to become a corps commander at such a young age.

He was the youngest colonel, a handsome boy with strategic intelligence, and his qualities were fire and lightning. The first thing he did when he entered was to look at Morringan kindly and with curiosity.

"Yes, I called for you, my son," Morringan said in a gentle voice. Bernard was a bit surprised, but quickly recovered from his astonishment and took his place.

In an unexpected turn, Morringan removed her veil, which surprised Bernard. When he saw Morringan looked more like a young woman than a mature one, he was taken aback.

"You expected something else, didn't you?" Morringan said with a gentle laugh. Bernard blushed. "I—"

"Don't worry, I don't mind. Even though I'm nearly 700 years old, my youth still remains," Morringan said gently, looking at Bernard. She didn't like the idea of manipulating such a kind and shy person and felt bad about it.

But she decided to ignore it.

Bernard still couldn't get over his surprise. After all, he had expected Morgana to be just like the stories, but what he encountered was the complete opposite. He was truly bewildered about what to do next.

"Do you know, Bernard," Morringan said. "You resemble Mordred. He was a handsome young man like you. He was smart. He was my favorite son."

Morringan tried to make her expression as gentle and sad as possible. Bernard looked at Morringan oddly.

"Every time I look at you, you remind me of him," Morringan said, creating a touch of sorrow on her face. Bernard felt the need to comfort her, but his rank held him back.

"You felt like I called you here for something else, didn't you?" Morringan looked into Bernard's eyes. "But no, I just wanted to see you up close."

Morringan then lowered her gaze. "I truly thought you were Mordred. How foolish of me, huh?"

"You're not foolish, you are a loving mother, Your Majesty!"

Bernard nearly shouted. Then, he froze in embarrassment. Morringan laughed. "Thank you. Don't hold back your words. You are truly a good boy. Your family must be proud of you."

Hearing this, Bernard stopped and looked at Morringan with sadness. "I don't have a family, Your Majesty..."

"I didn't know. I'm sorry." Morringan apologized with a slight concern. Bernard didn't mind and looked at Morringan with a half-smile.

"You haven't done anything wrong, Your Majesty. Please don't apologize."

As Bernard became more withdrawn, Morringan fell silent for a while. She gave him a thoughtful look. Then the deep silence was broken by Morringan.

"Bernard, come here," Morringan called him gently. Bernard received the command and walked to her side. Morringan indicated for him to sit down next to her.

"Come and rest your head here."

"I'm sorry, but this—"

Morringan gently took Bernard's head and placed it on her lap. She then gently stroked his hair. Bernard didn't resist and simply froze.

For two minutes, Morringan gently stroked Bernard's head. Then, she spoke softly, "Look, this is a mother's love for her son. Something I never did for my sons before."

Morringan spoke in a nostalgic and sad tone. Bernard was surprised by the warmth rising inside him and curled up under Morringan's hand like a child.

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"I don't know what to say, Your Majesty."

"Would you like to be my son?"

"What!"

Bernard tried to lift his head in surprise, but Morringan held him down and didn't allow him to rise. Bernard could no longer hide his astonishment.

"I—"

"I told you to be my son." Morringan said seriously. "Accept me as your mother. Call me 'Mother'."

Bernard hesitated. Then, he took it as an order. "Y-yes, Mother..."

As Morringan smiled, Bernard couldn't help but smile back, a smile appearing on his lips. Morringan gently stroked his hair.

"People often call me cruel, loveless, a demon, a witch. Despite all that, do you still want to be my son?" Morringan continued, asking seriously. Bernard, feeling the love in Morringan's voice, was very surprised and smiled gently.

"I don't care. You're my mother, and I'm your son, aren't I?"

"Yes, you are my son, and I am your mother," Morringan said gently. Bernard smiled even more and allowed himself to grow in the warmth.