At the port city of Galest, the imperial army was preparing to sail through the route in the Red Sea that Grenhal had left behind.
Earl Baget was moving among the bustling soldiers.
âOnly three flour bags? You pathetic bastards! Can you call yourselves soldiers of the empire?! Can you defend your country with this much strength and passion? Stop talking nonsense! It must be hard for your parents!â
â...!â
Earl Baget had long been famous for his military discipline, but there were no cases when he had cursed at soldiers who were doing well.
Now he even mentioned their parents?
The soldiers suffered great shock and hurt.
Those soldiersâwho were working hard to prepare for the journeyâlost their motivation as Earl Bagetâs words continued, and their overall work efficiency was lowered.
Marquis Fulbas ran after hearing the news and tried to stop Earl Baget. âI understand that your heart is impatient, but do it moderately. Why are you cursing the soldiers who are doing well instead of praising them?â
âIt is funny they are reacting like this from being yelled at! Do you think it makes sense that those who swore to sacrifice themselves for their country canât take a bit of cursing?! Marquis Fulbas, you are the problem! People are always talking behind the scenes that you are sensitive to public sentiment and donât have a backbone! There is a rumor that it is the aftereffects of a domestic violence incident when you were young!â
âW-What?â Marquis Fulbasâ gaze sank.
The fact that Earl Baget raised his voice to the marquis was a secondary issue.
The family of Marquis Fulbas was famous for being kind and generous.
There was no such thing as domestic violence.
Yet there was a rumor going around that he was a victim of domestic violence...?
It insulted his parents and his entire family.
âYou dare...! You dare say that?!â
Marquis Fulbas, who had always shown a gracious appearance in front of his men, was enraged. He shouted while stomping his feet, âWho dares to spread such rumors?â
â...I canât tell you. I will never speak about who it is, even if there is a blade against my neck. Iâm not an unscrupulous person who will sell out my colleagues. However, the act of insulting oneâs superiors and destroying your position is no different from treason. I will give you a hint out of loyalty. It was one of the earls.â
âEarl...? Earl!! I...! I have been doing so well that now they want to hit me in the back of the head?!â
Marquis Fulbasâ neck was red from anger as he stumbled away from his position.
A soldier approached Earl Baget, who looked 10 years older.
The man was called Serun, and he had the Disguise skill.
âHow come you donât even miss a day? It is really great.â
â...I donât feel too comfortable. I have to do it because of my duty.â
âYou seem to be enjoying it...â
â...â
Earl Baget looked restlessly at Serun. In other words, Huroi wanted to say something, but he refrained from doing so.
The duration of the Disguise skill was three days.
Without Serunâs active help, Huroi wouldnât have progressed so far in this infiltration mission.
Serun was smiling.
âIn any case, it is thrilling and fun. I want this to be a real adventure. Iâm glad I listened to Euphemina and followed you.â
â...â Huroi was dying of nervousness.
He had dreamed of being captured and executed at least 10 times, but it was a risk he took for Gridâs sake.
âI need to get the route as soon as possible... Marquis Fulbas isnât giving me a gap.â
***
âIt feels bad when I think about it.â
Three days had passed since the imperial army retreated without looking back.
The Overgeared members praised the soldiers who suffered during the war, comforted the people, and devoted themselves to Reidanâs restoration.
They had to join in the exploration of the Ruins of the War God, but could they afford to intrude on the empire? They had to do it. The empire couldnât be allowed to monopolize the ruins. However, they didnât have the route. It wasnât simple to find the Ruins of the War God. They had to concentrate on saving their energy while the empire was in the process of exploring the ruins.
The Overgeared members, who had been exchanging information while running around for three days, suddenly became enraged.
They had risked their lives in the war against the empire. They put everything into the war.
Yet for the empire, the war with them was just a game.
The moment they discovered the ruins, they left without looking back.
There was now an empty desert.
The vacant spot left by the imperial army was a great disgrace.
âThese XX dogs.â
Blood Warrior Katzâa Japanese playerâcursed in a Korean style.
None of the curse words he knew in Japanese fit better than the Korean word.
âIâm really furious.â
Katz slammed a fist against the table.
â...â
It was a place where Grid and the 10 meritorious retainers were gathered.
No one could stop Katz as he forgot his manners and recklessly expressed his anger.
The number of enemies Katz had killed during the war was 4,891.
He had fought the opponents advancing to Reidan and given his life three times. He was able to gain a bigger achievement than anyone else by demonstrating his strength in large-scale battles.
In the Overgeared Kingdom, he felt a sense of belonging for the first time, and it was the best organization in the world for him.
He was also proud.
He didnât want to make sacrifices.
However...
However...!
âThe XX guys weren't serious? How ridiculous and insignificant would our desperate fighting seem?
Eh?
Kuso! Kuso! Kusoo!!!â (Shit)
Katz punched the round table again and again.
He couldnât control his anger until the round table half-collapsed.
âIâm sorry.â
The others in the 10 meritorious retainers felt the same as Katz.
Thus, no one could stop Katz.
âIâm sorry.â Grid stopped Katz. Then he deeply bowed to all his companions. âI was incompetent. I was lacking, and the Overgeared Kingdom ended up like this. Thatâs why the empire arbitrarily came and left. Iâm sorry. Iâm really sorry.â
There were no pretenses.
The 10 meritorious retainers knew everything about him.
They were true friends he shared many memories and mental rapport with.
They werenât people he needed pretenses with.
Therefore, he apologized sincerely.
âOn the day I was invited by the empire, I shouldâve shown a more powerful look to the empire. Maybe these things wouldnât have happened.â
The players held Grid up as the peak, but he was actually lacking. He was too lacking. He was weak.
Grid was daunted by the spirit of the Seven Dukes. Thatâs why he looked easy.
âThe moment the empire declared war, I shouldâve discussed things with you and prepared for all the variables. If I did, we couldâve avoided a lot of damage. But I didnât do that.â
He shouldâve checked the soldiersâ armed condition and made more weapons.
However, he hadnât understood the concept of war and made only swords and armor, which was the worst mistake.
In large-scale combat, the armed status of the soldiers wasnât the most important factor.
It wouldâve been better to concentrate on strengthening the equipment of the 10 meritorious retainers, who had the ability to kill thousands of enemies.
Yet Grid had been greedy.
While he was at the smithy, he thought it would be better to make himself stronger and sometimes turned a blind eye to his colleagues.
This was the result.
His colleagues who believed in him and chose production materials as the reward for the National Competitionâmost of them had remained stagnant and made great sacrifices during the war with the empire.
â...Itâs all my fault.â
âWhat are you saying all of a sudden? Did you receive an arrow in the head?â
It happened while everyone was confused by Grid, who couldnât lift his head.
âWhy is it your fault? Itâs our fault we arenât as strong as you,â Jishuka sprang up and spat out coldly. âThe bastards who think Grid was wrong, come out. Iâll kill them.â
The words werenât based on her feelings.
Jishuka was able to grasp the situation more soberly than anyone else and accept it.
âIn particular, those from the Tzedakah Guild. You should apologize to Grid. I thought I gathered a group of geniuses. Ever since being with Grid, have we ever helped Grid? Weâve always been helped!â
Clang!
Jishuka was different from Katz.
Rather than the table, she struck the more expensive and easily broken glass window. It wasnât just one. Every step she took, she broke a window and repeated this over and over.
Finally, a wind swept through the meeting room.
âLook. No one can say a word. Grid, it isnât your fault. It is our problem that we are more incompetent than you expected.â Jishuka broke the last remaining window before smiling and sweeping back her hair.
Her brilliant hair blazed like the sun as it fell on her beautiful collarbone and chest bone.
â...â Jishuka was more imposing than anyone else.
Yura was envious of Jishuka, who could scold everyone and comfort Grid.
Unlike Jishuka, Yura was late in joining the Overgeared Guild.
She couldnât actively defend Grid like Jishuka.
The period of time in which Yura had been a member was too short for her to rebuke her colleagues.
Yura clenched her hands into fists, and her eyes shook as she alternated before the proud Jishuka and the blank looking Grid.
âDid Youngwoo-ssi delay the answer to my confession because...â
âŠHe was more drawn to Jishuka than Yura?
It wasnât because of the difference in breast size but the difference in heart.
She was a woman, but she also thought Jishuka was cool.
How radiant would Jishuka be in the eyes of Grid, who had been with her since the days of the Tzedakah Guild?
Lauel, who had been silent throughout the meeting, suddenly muttered to himself, â
Kukukuk...
This, this. Things are turning out very well.â
Everyoneâs eyes focused on him, and he raised his chin to the fullest extent, revealing white teeth as he grinned. âI got the route to the Ruins of the War God from Huroi. Since we are all here, letâs set up an expedition.â
Lauel didnât care about the aftermath of the war or the empireâs arrogant attitude. He was only interested in the historical ruins.
If the 10 meritorious retainersâ trust in Lauel hadnât been so deep, they wouldâve misunderstood that he didnât understand their position since he didnât fight directly in the war or make sacrifices.
However, the 10 meritorious retainers trusted Lauel.
They also knew that he struggled more than anyone else behind the scenes.
Thus, everyone waited for Lauelâs next words.
What did the genius who raised and led the Overgeared Kingdom with Grid have in mind now?
In the silence, Lauel brought out words that revived everyoneâs expectations, âOnce the ruins emerged, the empire withdrew the army without any hesitation. This suggests something big. In the first place, the empire didnât want to fight against the Overgeared Kingdom.â
âWhat...? The empire doesnât want to go to war against us?â
âYes. We have to interpret that as the reason for the empire leaving without stationing any troops behind the moment a plausible excuse popped up.â
Lauelâs gaze turned to Mercedes, who was guarding Grid.
âMaybe... From the time the emperor sent Mercedes away...â
The emperorâs heart was projected into Lauelâs violently spinning mind. âThe emperor probably wants to be allies rather than enemies with the Overgeared Kingdom. This war wasnât the result of the emperorâs desire.â
The listening Vantner scratched his bald head. âSo what? The emperor wants to be on the same side as us?â
âYes, to be precise, they covet Grid. The emperor seems to be looking at a bigger world rather than unifying the West Continent and being a frog in a well.â
âA bigger world? You mean advancing to the East Continent?â
âProbably. However, many nobles demanded that we be punished for the evil eyes incident, forcing the emperor to declare war.â
â
Hrmm...
â
The room was silent.
The emperorâs favor...
This was good news.
In fact, a war with the empire wasnât beneficial to the Overgeared Kingdom.
Due to the huge power gap, the longer the war lasted, the more likely it was that the Overgeared Kingdom would have its resources consumed first.
There would be a loss, even if the Overgeared Kingdom won.
If they took away the empireâs land, it was unrealistic to place troops to defend the land.
Moreover, there was still the most important thing...
âGrid never said he wants to be emperor.â
Thatâs right.
Grid didnât covet the emperorâs throne.
It was natural.
How could he be emperor when he couldnât even digest the role of king properly?
There was an order to everything, and the status of an emperor was currently something that Grid couldnât handle.
There was no room for the desire to fight and win against the empire.
âThe expedition should be a small number of elites. Due to the nature of the ruins, the level of the monsters will be very high and mid-ranked people wonât be able to help,â Lauel kept talking. âWe also have to prepare for an empty house, so we need to leave enough power behind in the Overgeared Kingdom.â
âThen who are you going to send?â
âKing Grid and the 10 meritorious retainers.â
âAll of us?â
âYes. Letâs respond with sending the best. Additionally, there will be Hurent.â
Peak Sword, who had been absent-minded for three days after failing to adjust to the rapidly changing situation, suddenly rose.
âThen let's go!â
This was exciting.
It had been a long time since Grid and the 10 meritorious retainers formed a party together, and the presence of the Aura Master was also reassuring.
âIf we take this opportunity to get rid of the dukes and gain the treasures, it will be killing two birds with one stone,â Faker muttered.
âImperial bastards, I will kill you,â Katz responded.
Lauel calmed them down, âLetâs go and see the situation.â
Simultaneously, in Reidanâs fields...
âWhy meâŠâ Hurent, who had been called during the field work, sighed.
Why did Grid want to take a weak person like himself to a historical site with a high difficulty?
He guessed Lauelâs intelligence had decreased.
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