“…You guys turned the entire comital into a wasteland for such a reason?”
“Mm?”
Eleanor replied, her tone suggested that she didn’t understand what was wrong with what I had just said.
As if trying to tell that what she had done was nothing and she could go even further if my life was actually in danger.
“…”
While yes, it was sothing I should be extrely grateful of…
It was still…
“…Don’t you think you’ve gone a little too far?”
Count Ravel’s territory was small compared to those extrely large territories like Duke Tristan’s, but it was one of the more stable territories in the empire.
It was like a self-sustaining mid-sized territory, I guess.
But all I could see in this place was ruins with no trace of its forr glory.
It was almost a miracle that there were no casualties at all.
[…No, it actually is a miracle.]
What?
[Just think about it, in a normal situation, there’s bound to be a few casualties out of this. The fact that there was none at all ant that those guys showed their rcy at them. Which ans, everyone’s gradually getting better at ‘handling’ their own power.]
Caliban’s words made my eyes turn wide.
Because it wasn’t so hard to see what he was trying to say from there.
[Just like how your ‘devilization’ is accelerated, their ‘fusion’ with their Fragnts is also gradually getting faster.]
“…”
As he had said…
I was aware that the more I opened the Seal, the more active the interaction between the Vessels and their Devils beca.
They had grown so skillful in handling their power to the point that even though they were causing sothing that was close to a disaster like this incident, they didn’t cause any bloodshed whatsoever.
But, at the sa ti, this ant…
The progression of the main scenario had begun to completely deviate from the ‘knowledge’ that I had.
Because I couldn’t find the knowledge of this kind of situation—where the Devil’s Vessels would cooperate with while handling their power ‘skillfully’—in the ga, not even a hint of it
This ant, while I could still use my knowledge for the rest of Chapter 5 to so extent, the following Chapters, from 6 to the Final Chapter…
Would be completely unknown for .
It ant that for the first ti, the future would be filled with things that I couldn’t predict at all.
“…”
That revelation made chills run down my spine. anwhile, Eleanor let out a bitter smile before opening her mouth.
“…It isn’t like we did sothing like this without thinking.”
“What?”
“We wanted to show a clear example to those guys, to tell them the consequences of their actions… But, there are a lot of people in the world who simply don’t have the ability to learn.”
As she said so, she threw sothing in my direction and I caught it.
It was a capsule. Inside it was all kinds of news covered by the dia, grouped together.
All of them covered the sa topic.
The news about the Upper Nobles Association’s military forces that were active near Count Ravel’s territory—which had turned into a wasteland now.
[What a noisy bunch those guys are.]
Well, logically speaking this is the correct move to take, you know?
I nodded at Caliban words while letting out a bitter smile.
Those guys were probably those who had received a request for reinforcents. If we exclude both Bogut and Nicholas, Count Ravel was the highest ranked personnel in the Upper Nobles Association. There was no way the other guys wouldn’t help him when his territory was being turned into a wasteland.
What Eleanor was trying to say here was that, she thought they’d at least think twice before deploying their troops after finding out that she and the others had utterly destroyed the count’s territory like this, but… If they were that smart, they would’ve thought twice about this whole thing the mont they heard about what I did back at the School Festival.
“In any case, I believe it would be better for us to report this matter to Her Imperial Majesty and…Chancellor Sullivan, although I dislike the latter. The war is going to happen either way, but it feels as if it is going to happen way sooner than expected.”
Logically speaking, Eleanor was correct here.
Sure, they weren’t on the level of Count Ravel’s soldier, but they were still the ‘essence’ of the military power that the Upper Nobles Association had been preparing silently for. They still should have enough power to throw the whole empire into the pit of war.
Even if we had all the Devil’s Vessels gathered on our side, no one knew what kind of variables would occur and from what direction it would occur. There were countless cases in the past where the scenario derailed out of my expectations after all, and I doubted that this would be any different.
However…
This ti…
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[ Entering Chapter 5 Branching Route: ‘Skip’. ]
[ Once you make the right choice, the Main Quest, ‘Empire’s Great Turmoil’ will be skipped and you will imdiately enter the boss battle! ]
Such a window had popped up.
It was written in that window, once I made the ‘right choice’, the whole chapter would be skipped.
“…Dowd?”
I was lost in my thoughts for a mont there, so I ended up not replying to Eleanor’s words right away.
Skip, huh?
Skip…
“…Nothing.”
Hearing my reply, Eleanor grinned.
It was such a clear expression of emotion that I rarely saw from her.
She looked as if she already knew what I was going to say.
“Neither Her Imperial Majesty nor the chancellor would say much as long as we produce good results, even if we didn’t report anything to them before taking action. This is a good opportunity.”
“A good opportunity?”
“Yes. A good opportunity to prevent the civil war from happening in the first place.”
I said so while stroking my chest.
Originally, I planned on using this against Count Ravel’s military, but I could use it against those guys for a bit.
What I’ve shown the people at the School Festival was like…the ‘trial version’ of what I was going to do.
Since I had given the stage, I should naturally perform on it.
What was the worst that could happen, anyway?
“As expected of my husband.”
“…”
Eleanor said in a content tone as she linked her arms with . I threw out an awkward smile at her.
Could she not use that ominous word here…?
I have a feeling that Gideon will co to and shove a related topic into my face after this Chapter is over…
“By the way, in order to do that, I need so of you to cooperate with .”
The mont I said those words…
All the won near averted their gazes from .
“…?”
What’s with their reactions?
What did I do to be treated this way…?
“Um, you know, normally, whenever you request sothing like that to any of us… We’d have to go through quite a horrible experience, Teach…”
“…”
“…You know, you’ve done a lot of crazy things…”
Alright, sure, I get it, but…
I really needed the cooperation of so of them, so…
“Seras, Victoria, co here.”
“…”
“…”
Seras and Victoria—both wearing the expressions that college freshn had when their nas called to join a group assignnt they never wanted to participate in—waddled towards at the sa ti.
“A-At least tell us what it is that you want us to do…”
“It’s nothing big.”
Seeing Seras talking hesitantly, I let out a smile.
“I need you guys to reconcile.”
“…”
“And what we’re going to do is definitely going to be helpful for your sisterly relationship.”
An expression that was close to horrified appeared on their faces at the sa ti.
Probably because they both had a terrible premonition about this whole thing.
Well, I was sorry to say this, but…
That ominous premonition they had… It would probably happen, to so extent, at least.
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Hanson was just a soldier who belonged to the Upper Nobles Association, and he knew nothing.
There was no better sentence than that if soone were to ask him to introduce himself.
He was just a common peasant, he had kids, he had a wife, and nothing much else.
It was to the point where he sotis wondered if the word ‘common’ was made for him.
And such a common person was bound to face a lot of extrely absurd situations, more than he had ever expected.
“Move quickly, you useless fucks! Just wait and see, if the place for the viscount to sleep turns out to be shabby even a little just because of you punk, I’ll punish you all following the military law!”
What kind of military law in this world explicitly stated punishnt for a conscript’s failure to decorate their superior’s bedroom properly?
Just from that instruction and the tone that such an instruction was delivered, it was clear how the appointed conscripts were treated.
“…Sigh.”
Those noblen… I thought they hate to sleep in the sa place as us, why are they asking a lot for it…?
Hanson had heard those noblen saying that the people were the rightful owner of the empire, that the empress was fake, and this was ti for the people to fight for their future…
And yet, they treated him and other soldiers like dirt—as if those sentences were just a bunch of empty words.
“That’s just how wars are.”
One of the senior soldiers grumbled while taking out a sleeping bag.
“No one really cares who’s gonna win. For people like us, as long as we could return ho safely to see our families, that’s already fortunate enough.”
“I know, right?”
Hanson agreed while letting out a deep sigh.
“…There are a lot of us here who have to return to our hos, Sergeant…”
Hanson said as he looked around the open field where the military force was camping.
As he stared at the whole ground that was filled with troops until the horizon, he couldn’t help but feel sympathy for the imaginary enemy who had to fight them.
“Nothing big would happen, don’t worry. Neither the empress nor the chancellor has the power to rally soldiers on their own. The only thing we need to do is to go to the defenseless Imperial Palace and change the flag, that’s it.”
The sergeant said so while letting out a chuckle.
He had a basis for saying so. Even though they had marched all the way here to help so count in the next territory, they hadn’t found any danger whatsoever.
“Once this whole farce is over, I’m going to go on a vacation with my daughter. Maybe I should go to see the sea sowhere.”
“…”
Um…
I’m sure you aren’t supposed to say sothing like that…
That’s the kind of sentence that could turn a good situation into a full-blown disaster, you know…?
Before Hanson could even say anything to stop the sergeant from running his mouth…
Sothing actually started.
“…Huh?”
The hands of the soldiers around him—who were imrsed in their task—stopped.
A huge ‘column of light’ descended from the front.
It looked like a light from a myth had descended from heaven. The spectacle was so beautiful that everyone who saw it beca srized by it.
Such an intense sight drew the attention of everyone in this vast plain.
And they all noticed soone walking out of such light.
“…A man?”
A young man who seed to be about the age of Hanson’s son at best.
And he looked strangely familiar to Hanson.
He tilted his head at the odd thoughts, but after seeing the sergeant’s reaction next to him, he found out that the man had similar thoughts as well.
What he said after proved it.
“…I think I saw his face often in the newspaper.”
“Um?”
“Uh, you know, the bastard who’s said to cause all kinds of incidents in the school the nobles attend—”
“…”
But, why is that kind of guy walking out of that sacred-looking column of light?
I swear, soone might mistake him for the ssenger of God.
Using that thought as a base, Hanson tried to refute the sergeant.
“…Still, the dia tends to exaggerate a bit—”
However, his words were cut off.
Why? Because he noticed that the man was walking out with a woman on each of his arms.
The so-called ‘flowers in both hands’.
He was leading the two won—who looked very embarrassed—while holding their hands in each of his hands with such a calm expression.
On one side was a petite woman, and on the other was a curvy woman—she looked like the matured version of the first woman.
“…I swear, I’m going to kill him one day… Just wait…”
“…Kill……”
The two won muttered words that contrasted each other’s.
Even though both of them were in the sa predicant; experiencing sothing that they never wanted to experience because of this man.
“…”
“…”
Seeing this scene, Hanson thought that the word ‘bastard’ suited the man perfectly.
“Nice, nice.”
And as if confirming that thought…
The man opened his mouth.
“It’s finally ti for the three of us to beco one.”
“…”
That sentence…
Was indeed sothing that made people who heard it doubted their ears.
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