Chapter 191 – Treason or Revolution?
The day before the ceremony, the castle of Count Pelgarin.
The office of Count Leoberg.
“Now there is no going back.”
Leoberg let out a deep sigh and raised his glass. The wine in the glass collides with the ice and sways silently.
Leoberg, who was staring blankly down, emptied all the wine and set down his glass. He has already drunk three cups in a row, but he is not getting drunk. It’s because the whole body his was in a state of tension to the point where he it could n’t be drunk.
“Can you win against the emperor? Benelia…….”
Was it right that the youngster sent her troops to her princess her? No matter how much the emperor suffered from madness, was it really right that the Pelgaroin family, who had sworn allegiance for generations, betrayed the emperor?
How will history remember the Pelgarin family? If the revolution succeeds, it will be remembered as a leading family that volunteered to help for the new world.
‘If one fails…….’
Not only would he lose all of his men, but he would be accused of being a traitor and would have to give up everything he had. Even if he is lucky enough to keep his life alive, he can no longer live as a nobleman.
Either way, this is a risky choice. It was a gambler that confused me to the point where I wondered if I was on the wrong path.
Had there been other options, Leoberg would not have supported Benelia. Like other great families, siding with the emperor would have increased their chances of survival.
If only Venelia hadn’t said that horrible thing…….
— Count. Remember the world eight years ago. You should reflect on the meaning of the war table that is proudly mounted behind your back in your office.
Leoverg, holding the glass as if about to break it, let out a painful drool.
World eight years ago. When his first son his, Benneler, was alive. The good and timid son was drafted into battle by order of the emperor.
It is generally accepted that it is customary for the sons of nobles with little experience in war to contemplate war from the rear.
What would be the use of going to war for a son who had never hurt anyone, let alone hunt monsters? So Leoberg thought that his son would come through the war safely from the rear.
However, the Emperor entrusted the vanguard of tactics to Leoberg’s son. The most dangerous mission was to break the camp of the Orcs.
‘Benneller. My son….’
The son is said to have successfully completed his mission. It is said that he scattered the camp of the orcs and swung his sword until the very end.
However, Leo Berg could not feel any joy in the fact that his son had done a good job. Because the knight who delivered the words was the one who recovered his son’s body.
“Damn it…….”
As I recall the terrible memories, my heart beats wildly and I get a headache. Leoberg, who had been spatting curse words with a furrowed brow, suddenly stood up from his seat.
Then he turned around, grabbed the cradle of the military tabletop in anger, and threw it to the floor. The movement of the cradle, which bounced once on the floor and rolled, gradually stopped.
“The Pelgarin family…… Serve the empire from generation to generation. To lead the empire properly.”
Did the drunkenness come late? Leoberg looked down at the tabletop that the emperor personally bestowed on him, and snarled fiercely.
“So, Calvanes, you are not my emperor…… !”
The clenched fist his contained remorse, anger, and longing for his son his.
*
On the day of the ceremony.
“Listen, gentlemen!”
The army, squared in front of the northern wall, listened to the emperor’s speech.
The image of the emperor raising his voice while riding on a warhorse in brilliant barding was the image of a monarch that anyone would swear allegiance to.
Benelia, who was listening to the speech at the forefront, knew. That the man who was the emperor and his own father was not suitable for the position of everyone.
‘Calbanes von Esteban.’
He reigns but does not know how to bestow; he dominates but does not know how to rule.
The emperor’s desire is not for a great cause, but for personal gain. He was also a mean playboy who covets honor but does not know what honor is.
‘Even though that man’s blood runs through my body…….’
Ever since Benelia was born, she had never once thought of the emperor in front of her as her father her.
Even when she refers to the emperor as her father her, she is merely referring to him by name, and she has never truly called him with filial piety.
It would have been the same for the emperor. The emperor had never spoken kindly to Benelia, her illegitimate son her.
Even now, the emperor hadn’t even looked at Benelia’s side of her.
“According to the precepts given to mankind by the Lord Karatias, we intend to punish evil in order to complete the mission given to us! Then I’ll ask you guys! What is evil!”
Thanks to the amplification magic used by the wizard next to the emperor, the emperor’s voice spread like a lion’s roar.
Listening from the front makes my ears hurt. Benellia, who was not very interested in her emperor’s speech her, turned her head to her left to see the strength of the soldiers gathered here.
Then, an endless army is seen. The banners held by the riders at the head of each square fluttered magnificently in the wind.
Ebeka, Hygus, Mowes, and even Fermadan. The flag that symbolizes the family of the greatest lords in the empire comes into view first.
The knights under them were also well-dressed in armor with embossed family patterns, maintaining their ranks. However, the bannerlet knight who is leading them at the front looks childish.
‘It looks like he came directly to build military service.’
Did he send his own son because he thought it was a war to be won unconditionally? Or are you willing to go to war? Either way, Benelia was happy. There was nothing wrong with an incompetent commander with no war experience on the side of the emperor.
Benelia, who took her gaze back a little while cutting her strength her, witnessed the paladins from the Church of Balance. She stands out because she is wearing white armor. At the forefront, the pope wearing a red robe and smiling leisurely made Benelia frown.
“…… So, under the protection of the Lord Karatias, we will destroy those evil demons from the face of the earth! I will bring down the holy mace on the demons who eat human death!”
Benellia, who had heard her emperor’s speech her in her ears her, turned her head this time to her right her.
The troops of the Countess of Pelgarin are seen standing shoulder to shoulder with her military unit her, the Dawning Steps, led by Benelia.
Looking at the well-groomed armor and armor, Pelgarin’s status stands out. It was enough to feel that the rumor that Pelgaroin ruled the central part of the empire was not a lie.
In addition, the spirit of the leader of the knights leading them was extraordinary. Despite entering the age of transition from middle age to old age, discipline was overflowing in every gesture.
‘Did it say Hildes Proheim?’
A master swordsman who has been recognized as a Provost Meister by the Falcon of Disappearance, a group of swordsmen. It was no exaggeration to say that one knight had the strength of a hundred soldiers.
Pushing with force was not an important strategy, but it was true that such beings were on the same side.
“God will lead our struggle to heaven! In the name of Karatias, who gave everything!”
“””In the name of Karatias!””
Thud! The soldiers who shouted as if they had waited stamped their feet all at once. There were so many of them that a single footstep would shake the heavens and the earth.
The flagpoles of each unit then slammed the flagpoles on the ground and raised them to their chests. The emperor, who satisfactorily watched each captured military rite, turned his head.
After that, orders were delivered, and the troops on the far left began to march.
‘There are more troops than I thought. If you include the mercenaries, it is said that the total number of troops is 45,000…….’
Benelia, who had been staring at her majestic procession, suddenly noticed something strange about her and turned her gaze away. It was because she had seen a man running in the opposite direction of her troops.
The one who came running wearing expensive armor with no flaws was none other than Prince Leonhard.
Leon Hard, who came close to me with his ashy hair fluttering, tugged at the reins. He trudged and the weakly rebellious horse nervously landed on the ground.
“Whoa. Why is this guy so nasty? He’s a good guy, so he rode all the way…….”
Leonhard, who had muttered while clicking his tongue, looked back at Benelia. A sly grin spread across her face her, as if it had been oiled.
“Nice to meet you. Haven’t we seen each other in a while? He didn’t even come out to the Last Supper yesterday.”
“I don’t have a hobby of enjoying parties.”
“It’s still rough. I’m not here to fight, so relax a little. What are you staring at?”
“Of course I didn’t come here to fight. He must have come because he wanted to quarrel.”
It was a cold reaction, but Leon Hard did not lose his smile. Because he wanted to pay for the humiliation he had suffered the other day.
“Are you Sibi? That’s too much I just feel sorry for the soldiers who get caught up in your ridiculous strategy.”
“Is that so.”
“Okay. Does it make sense to go through the Grimund Forest and hit the Black Castle? No matter how blind you are to military service, even if you are really crazy, I thought you were really crazy. Your soldiers don’t show it , but they all think the same as me?”
“Is that all you have to say?”
“No. There are so many things I want to say, but I don’t have enough time. Unlike anyone else, I am a main force in the main university, so I am very busy.”
The corners of his mouth his deliberately raised and the sarcastic look on his face his spontaneously aroused anger. It was Benelia who wanted to put her fist into it, but she persevered because she had many eyes to see.
Benelia, who closed her eyes and calmed her mind, changed the subject nonchalantly.
“Did you write a will?”
“Ok? That’s what you write, of course, before going to the battlefield…….”
Benelia opened her eyes and glanced at Leonhard. It was clearly a look of contempt, as if looking at something insignificant.
“I am very fortunate. You made the right choice.”
Leonhard, who had been blank for a while wondering what he was talking about, belatedly frowned. Isn’t that a threatening remark that this war will be your last?
“This dog-like illegitimate child…….”
Grinding his teeth and holding onto the handle of the sword, Leonhard hesitated involuntarily. It was because he was concerned about the escort knights who were staring at him with his face mask down.
Leonhard, who gulped his saliva and watched him, removed his hand from his sword and grabbed hold of the reins.
“Benelia. This is the last time I will be arrogant.”
Leonhard, who fired hard, turned his horse’s head and ran away. Benelia, who had been watching her pristine red cloak flutter, calmly opened her mouth.
“Prepare to depart.”
The knights bowed their heads respectfully and issued orders with loud voices. The sound of blessings echoed throughout the area and reached Pelgarin’s forces in an instant.
Benelia, who had been watching the scene for a while, turned her head to contemplate the long procession of her main unit.
With her eyes on the people who would soon become enemies rather than allies, Benelia quietly recited.
“You have to win.”
Not for treason, but for revolution.
