Cain gave it to Oleciren. She, who had been mucking around in the political scene of the royal capital, understood the intent as soon as she read it.
“Borrow from Ross Marquis? If you don’t, we’ll cut off food support? Wow. A count is suspicious of a marquis, so he tells his grandson to go and apologize and resolve it in advance……”
She’d heard from Cain about Ross Marquis and Philip.
“Why is Count Lamaring doing this for an incident with no clear evidence?”
“Or maybe he smelled it anyway, since it’s Ross Marquis.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Well, what did we do?”
Cain shrugged and rose from his seat.
Oleciren shook her head, staring at him, who was always shameless.
Cain beckoned to the knights behind him, who lined up behind Cloyd and Abel.
“Good job.”
“……!”
Everyone’s faces lit up, as if a child had received candy from the royal capital.
“If you’re a knight, you should know how to do this. Are you ready to go all the way?”
“Yes! My lord!”
The knights shouted together.
Cain laughed.
Above these guys, who still looked like fledglings, he saw his former front-line comrades.
“Ethelred’s territory is backward. It’s not that the farming is good compared to other territories, nor does it have any resources.”
There is a lot missing.
“And there’s no power. My father, who was barely there, might be alive or dead in the dungeon.”
There is a lot of confusion.
“But we are us.”
“Us!”
“We have swords.”
“Swords!”
“I’m here.”
Thud━!
Cain delivered an understated speech.
That alone was enough to set the hearts of Ethelred’s Knights, who had been stimulated so far, on fire.
Cain raised his black Agweska high enough to reach the sky.
“We are being invaded right now. Count Lamaring is holding us by the throat with food, and Marquis Ross is eyeing us.”
“Invasion━!”
“So we’ll strike first.”
Everyone in the room returned their gaze to Cain at this point.
It was because he said things they never expected to hear.
Cain smiled and slowly lowered his sword.
The location is northeast.
Count Lamaring.
“No food? Then we have to take it.”
“…….”
“He’s threatening us? Then we have to kill him.”
Thud.
Small steps.
It was Abel.
When the knights paused to consider Cain’s aggressive remarks, only Abel responded.
Thump, thud.
The beginning was lonely, but one or two more people joined in.
Even Vanderbilt joined them.
However.
“Territorial warfare is prohibited by national law.”
Oleciren poured cold water over them.
“It’s possible if the royal family gives permission.”
“Will His Majesty give permission? How bright is the glare of the two marquises.”
“The princess’s permission would be fine too, wouldn’t it?”
Her eyes widened instantly.
Isoel stood between Cain and Oleciren, warning in a low voice.
“It is dangerous. Both of you.”
“No. This is how both of you and I will live.”
“……?”
“The marquises have already turned their backs. They are pushing Princess Olivia, the second princess, to become the next king. Are you going to sit still?”
“…….”
Isoel flinched.
As a royal knight and Oleciren’s guard knight, she also knows how the political situation is going.
She was not pushed back to the lower ranks as a result of the witch’s awakening, but the competition for the throne is becoming increasingly fierce.
Oleciren lacked the necessary power, as Cain had stated from the beginning.
The king is old, and the bureaucratic royalists are light.
On the other hand, the nobles, including the two marquises, were cunning.
“The best defense is offense.”
“Off━fense.”
“By the time you prepare, they’ll have finished all their preparations. It’s too late to start then.”
Oleciren had no option but to agree.
Because Cain’s words were completely accurate.
“So when you go back to the royal capital, prepare yourself…”
Cain cut her off.
“How?”
“That’s.”
“I don’t think it’s possible? Right now, the biological mother of the second princess Olivia is the only daughter of Marquis McLoud. Marquis Ross clung to it for the benefit of the aristocratic faction.”
“…….”
“You could persuade the marquises to give you an advantage. But will it work for monsters who never feel full no matter how much they eat? Definitely not.”
Oleciren clutched her fists.
Cain had never spoken to her so bluntly before.
She was now able to realize how pathetic she had been, who vaguely thought everything would be fine.
“If I use my power……”
Oleciren’s last stronghold.
The power of the witch.
Cain denied it immediately.
“Then the Holy See bastards will come and kill you for being a heretic.”
The Holy See’s heresy inquisitor.
He spoke ambiguously, but they both knew who it was.
Oleciren sighed and inquired.
“So you’re saying we should strike now?”
She expected an answer because she had understood the situation from the start.
However, Cain did not respond clearly and shrugged.
“Two marquises and five counts. Out of the seven noble families of Airian, only we are not influenced by the marquises and are close to you.”
Flick.
Cain reached out a hand.
If before it meant being humiliated to save Arna.
“There’s no choice. All we can do is strike them quickly and stab them with a sword before the enemy can react.”
Now it meant going down the path of a comrade-in-arms. However, Oleciren was harder to catch than before.
It was as if nothing had happened, but it was clear how the kingdom would react if the fight began.
“This is a civil war.”
“If you drag it on half-heartedly, it will be.”
“Then?”
“Within a month. We’ll clean it all up before this spring is over.”
Oleciren raised an arm.
She came to a halt before meeting Cain’s hand and paused.
Is this the right way?
Will it be like Cain says?
“That’s a civil war, isn’t it?”
Flick━.
Cain took her hand.
“An overwhelming terror will stop the war.”
Overlapping images at the same time.
The entrance to the royal capital.
A spear that soars as if to pierce the sky.
And the body of a woman with her hands and feet cut off and stuck on the spire.
Saintess Caterina, who came looking for a hero, discovered that the first princess of Airian was a witch. The Holy See then……
He saw this newspaper a long time ago.
He laughed at the article because it was about a woman who had driven Vanderbilt to his death.
However, he’ll change it right now.
Her future, like that of the elderly knight who survived, is today.
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