Chapter 119 The Cornered Emperor
In the imperial palace of Bezelus, an unusual event was raging.
The messenger kneeling before the emperor felt a strong urge to run away but met his duty and reported the situation in a trembling voice.
"I-I have a report... In the eastern region, almost everywhere has already fallen to Ortria... There are no signs of rebellion at all. It seems they have been completely tamed..."
There was no reply from Emperor Caeral.
A heavy silence wrapped around like mud, causing not just his voice, but his whole body to tremble.
Slowly, Caeral opened his mouth to speak to the messenger.
"How is the draft and the progress of the reorganization?"
"...Well, it seems the news about the eastern situation has spread... Many people are fleeing east without following the emperor's command... It is slow..."
"...I see."
Caeral let out a sigh.
Then he raised his hand to one of the attendants nearby──
"Cut off his head."
Calmly, he gave that order.
"...Yes."
"W-wait!! Why would you do that...!! I just reported the situation!!"
"Don't waste my time with such silly reports. If you have time to whine, hurry up and bring results."
"B-but...!!"
If that were possible, he'd scream out loud, saying it would be too much trouble.
In the first place, it is the emperor and his aides who use their wisdom to achieve such "results," and the messenger's job is simply to convey those instructions.
He has no responsibility to produce results.
Anyone can see that his execution was just a way to vent the emperor's anger.
They know that, but... they knew that if they refused, they would be next, so no one helped him.
"Your Majesty, have mercy on me! Your Majesty, Your Majesty!!"
The messenger's screams echoed throughout the palace.
Until the sound could no longer be heard, everyone there bit their lips and bowed their heads.
Except for one, Emperor Caeral.
"Damn, how did this happen...!!"
The timing was perfect.
Ortria was weaker than ever before, while the empire's power was higher than it had ever been.
Some generals tried to fight, and they should have been sure to win.
But what really happened?
Suddenly, Euphemia appeared with its entire army to help, and the invading army was defeated in no time.
Even after the attack on their land, they sent military help many times, but... they received almost no support from the local people, even though they were fighting at home.
Instead, the enemy alliance of Ortria and Euphemia cleverly won over the local people and walked around the empire's lands with a lot of support.
Most surprising is that this situation has only happened about 3 months after the war started.
Even though the empire is not united, it's strange that in such a short time, they have made people want to side with other countries, and people from areas that are still not occupied are slowly being drawn in by just rumors.
And, Caeral already knew who was at the center of this surprise attack.
"Yumie Granbell... the child of that dead bitch is now a problem for me!!"
The title "Healing Saint" has reached even the capital far from the battlefield and has become a rumor among the people.
It is said that no matter how close to death someone is, they will come back to life in an instant just by holding their hand, using healing magic.
It is said that just by being there, a child under 20 can gain amazing power, having the blessing from above.
She is an unparalleled beauty, and no matter how strict a person is, if she smiles at them even once, they will instantly be charmed by her.
If the person in question were here, he would surely be in tears, saying, "There is no correct information at all!?" There are only rumors, but objectively speaking, they are not necessarily wrong, so it is a bad situation.
In fact, the Imperial soldiers who were supposed to be sent to the Royal Army have disappeared, and they have even been seen acting together with the Royal Army in a completely different area.
"But... if we know the cause, is there any way to deal with it?"
Caeral was thinking about using Yumie's presence to make ruling Ortria easier after the takeover, but at this point, it didn't matter anymore.
Obstacles must be removed.
"Hey, let that guy out of the jail. Send him to the Ortria army's camp."
"That guy... could it be the one who kills people!?"
A buzz filled the air around Caeral.
And soon, a servant raised an opposing opinion.
"No way!! Letting such a man loose in the world...! Not just Ortria, what kind of disaster could happen in Bezelus too!? Your Majesty could even be attacked!?"
"Then, do you have another idea?"
"W-well, that is..."
When pressed by Caeral, the servant quickly fell silent.
With a click of his tongue, Caeral said in frustration.
"Knowing that guy loves to fight, if I just tell him the rumors about Yumie Granbell, he will happily go for an attack. Either way, I have no other option left."
Grinding his teeth, Caeral shouted.
He knew better than anyone what would happen to him if he lost this war.
That's why, feeling cornered, he was ready to try everything without caring about the consequences.
If it all has to end, then this country, the enemy, and everything else goes down with it.
"Amatsu, once known as the strongest swordsman in the empire...! Let him assassinate Yumie Granbell!!"
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