Calling Arthur Findsor a troublemaker was an inadequate term.
The crazy, unimaginable, brain-shattering, logic-defying, sanity-numbing, borderline war crime levels, utterly deranged stupid things this guy did...
It takes a special kind of stupid, not the 'I lack intelligence' kind of stupid but the 'I have intelligence and I want to use it for stupid.' kind of stupid.
Flirting with the prince of the merfolk, creating a fake cult dedicated to worshipping the sun, deciding to collapse one of the largest underground fighting rings and managing to steal an entire castle from a duke ranked demon.
This was a small list of the things he had done.
The worst part wasn't even the fact that he was stupid enough to do things like this. It was the fact that he was almost always successful.
