opening.
opening.
“Everyone, the day will soon dawn.”
With a pale complexion, Loubor Wershaw, head of the capital’s branch of the anti-imperial faction ‘The Hive’, slowly looked around at those who had sworn to agree with him.
Although there had been a disaster in which he was possessed by a demonic sword he had captured on the street of artisans and cut down his precious comrades, he continued his speech slowly, pretending to be as calm as possible.
“According to a reliable source, the Emperor himself ordered Soldos Garandibald, the emperor’s escort, to be placed under house arrest, which was the biggest stumbling block. This is the mad emperor throwing his strongest shield at himself. All conditions are helping our business.”
In fact, Luvor wasn’t okay at all. The more he recovers after being possessed, the clearer the memory of the disaster he committed that day became clearer. Still, he couldn’t rest.
It was a plan that he had been carrying out as the focal point, and it was a plan that was too risky to leave it in the hands of others just to make his body comfortable.
“Perhaps even if today’s feat succeeds, most of us will lose our lives today.”
In the chest of everyone gathered here, there was a dogma prepared for today. If you eat it, your face will melt and die.
Even if the robbery succeeds, everyone gathered here is a traitor who killed the emperor of the Han Dynasty. An escape plan was drawn up for them, but it was not an easy road. There are probably only a handful of people who can successfully escape.
Dogdan was an item prepared in case the escape failed.
Lubor continued speaking slowly.
“However, our sacrifice will be the way to save our very neighbors, far beyond our neighbors, from the flames of the telephone calls that the Mad Emperor will create, at least all the empires of this country.”
He paused. a sinking silence. Amidst the heavy silence, the gaze focused on Luvor.
Lubor slowly opened his closed eyes. He shouted in a more determined voice than ever before.
“War! No matter what happens, we must stop the war!”
thud!
The sound of a rough hitting the platform echoed through the room.
“Since when did this country need more land! Our land is rich enough to feed our people, and our land is large enough to feed all our people! The reason there are people hungry and wandering the streets is because the mad emperor’s eyes are not on his own people, but on the vain glory of not yielding a single grain of rice!”
War shouldn’t happen. Who is bleeding in the process?
No matter how strong the phone calls, it was clear that the old emperor would not shed a single drop of his own blood.
All the red blood that drenches the battlefield must belong to the nobles and the imperial people.
“It must be stopped! We must stop it! this war!”
As Lubor’s fist soared toward the ceiling, the fists of those gathered followed suit. Each shout came out with fists.
“We will protect you!!!”
“We block!!!”
“Let’s stop the war!!!”
“Waaaaaaaa!!!”
Amidst the loud cheers, a thin whisper came into Luvor’s ear.
– Hehe. blood will flow It’s also very thick blood.
Luvor deliberately ignored the voice he had often heard since the day he was possessed by the sword, and once again shouted passionately.
“We will protect you!!!”
***
“Father! If you visit today, you will tell me how the conference was! You should definitely take a closer look at His Majesty’s clothes and the armor of the knights who protect him!”
“okay.”
The aristocrat Labram Brass, who had come from the distant borders of the Northern Empire, adjusted his clothes while looking in the mirror. The cute son, who wouldn’t hurt even if he put it in his eyes, seemed to be curious about what he was so excited about, as if he was going to attend the great meeting, circling around him from the early morning wind.
Looking at that cute figure, I felt like I had made a big deal of it and brought my son to the capital.
‘If you want to call yourself a nobleman when you’re a little older, you should at least show the scenery of the capital at least once.’
In fact, it was never an easy decision to travel to the capital from the position of ruling a secluded remote country estate. However, he still vividly remembers the day when he held his father’s hand as a child and captured the capital for the first time.
That overwhelming and magnificent sight.
Seeing him running around, his cute son must have been impressed by the sights of the capital just like himself. With that alone, unexpected expenses didn’t come so painfully.
As usual, Labram would have one of the nobles in the surrounding territories write a document to represent the voting rights of his tournament and let someone else participate instead, but the invitation to this conference had a sentence asking him to come ‘in person’ if possible. It was written on the seam, and I decided to practice asceticism myself.
I heard a little bit of pinzan from my wife because of the travel costs caused by a sudden decision, but I didn’t really regret anything.
Besides, he couldn’t leave his son forever as a village nobleman who had never been to the capital.
Labram stretched out his strong hunting hand and took his short son into his arms.
“Let’s take a tour of the capital together after the great conference. After generations of great conferences, His Majesty the Emperor holds a festival for the nobles who have struggled to find the capital.”
A big smile spread across the little face.
“Wow! I love it! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!”
“okay. Long live His Majesty.”
He stroked his son’s soft hair a few times and then said to the butler who was standing next to him waiting for his order.
“I’ll leave the carriage and go on foot. You stay and look after my son.”
“yes.”
It was a custom and tradition to go to the palace on foot during the Great Council of the Northern Empire, where numerous nobles participated. On the day of the tournament, under the imperial value that all nobles are equal. That’s why I wake up early in the morning and get ready.
Labram left the inn with an old knight as his escort. Perhaps because the inn was quite outskirts even in the capital city, there was still no one on the street when the day was not bright.
He quietly moved on and opened his mouth.
“Is this your third time?”
The old knight smiled as he recalled the memories.
“yes. That’s right.”
“Our family should be such a family that we can participate in at least one tournament at a time.”
“You will.”
At the blessing he always heard, Labram smiled.
“You are so good at saying nice things. When I’m with you, it really seems like that.”
As they continued to talk, the nobles escorted one by one came into Labram’s field of vision.
It is an unspoken rule not to talk to each other on the way to attend the grand meeting. Labram exchanged light glances with them and continued walking quietly.
While quietly examining his surroundings, he clicked his tongue briefly when he saw young aristocrats struggling to walk, perhaps because they neglected their regular training.
‘Steady training is also a noble virtue. Do you mean that even if you walked a little bit, you would have a hard time? Tsk tsk.’
Labram made a small vow that he would never raise his little son like that.
As he entered the bustling city streets closer to the palace, he heard the regular sound of footsteps through the walking crowd.
Turning my head at the unfamiliar sound, I saw six men carrying lavishly decorated palanquins on their shoulders.
The tradition of attending by ‘walking’. It was the first time I had seen it with my own eyes, recently, with a slight twist, saying that there were rude nobles who attended the great meeting in a palanquin that was moved ‘on foot’ instead of a horse-drawn carriage.
Beyond being dumbfounded, Labram found the sight very irritating. However, it did not happen that he opened his mouth to lash out at the nobleman in the palanquin.
He did not know what kind of disaster the family would suffer if he dared to open his mouth because the person who rode that palanquin, which other nobles would not even dare to try, would be a powerful nobleman and a person with high power in the empire.
‘It’s the end of the world. End of the day.’
Whether or not he mumbled inwardly, the closer he got to the palace, the more the palanquins began to appear one by one. As if to show off their existence, the decorations of the palanquins were splendidly embroidered, and the later the palanquins appeared, the more splendid they were.
At that absurd act, Labram now felt beyond absurdity and even envy.
It was clear that even if he sold just one wagon, it would be the budget of his estate for several years.
When he saw the weakling aristocrats sweating profusely, his wide, hard shoulders shrank just a little. Unbeknownst to Labram himself.
Thus, the procession of palanquins and people flocked to the conference hall where the grand conference was to be held with the rising sun.
***
“Let’s see… This is it.”
Since it was not possible to bring an escort into the place, the old knight was left with the other knights outside the conference hall, and Labram entered the conference hall alone. He found a seat by following the numbered ticket assigned to him.
The conference hall had a huge hall in the middle, and it was structured so that the central hall could be seen from several floors, like the seats at an opera.
It was the first time he actually entered the conference hall, so he got lost for a while, but Labram soon realized that his seat was on the third floor, the highest floor.
At the Great Council, the lower the number of nobles, the higher the number of seats allocated to them. It meant that the higher the floor they sat on, the closer they were to watching the great conference like an ‘audience’.
In fact, the nobles leading this great meeting took their seats on the first floor, and His Majesty the Emperor led this meeting in the middle of the hall where everyone’s eyes gathered.
Labram, who once again grasped his location following the kiln, let out a small sigh.
‘Is it fortunate that I didn’t come with my son?’
Labram was a little relieved that he could not let his son know that he had been called as an attendant on this stage.
He sat down at the seat with his number on it. Unfortunately for Labram, the nobles whose seats were distributed on the third floor usually had other nobles represent their voting rights in writing, so all the seats around him were vacant.
Since the seats around him were empty, he didn’t even have a conversation partner, so Labram scratched his beard a few times and laughed bitterly.
‘At least I won’t be able to see His Majesty because of the person in front of me.’
Quite a tedious time passed, and a sudden silence fell over the noisy conference hall.
There is only one reason for that silence.
An old man was coming across the hall with a staff. Neither slow nor fast did he cross the hall and sit down on the golden throne in the middle of it.
Hamar Khayem, the old Emperor of the Northern Empire, took a quiet breath and opened his mouth.
“Let’s start the great meeting.”
