Border Guardian Hal Akircius

Lord Lucilius Mansion, Teito Central District

Around the time Julianus took control of the imperial military port and began marching on the imperial capital and eliminating unreliable soldiers, a messenger entered the White Asian mansion to inform him of the rush.

The person belonging to the Union of Darkness was the Head of the Union of Darkness, who had consigned with Sir Lucilius and had cowed the Empire.

But his face was blue, and he drew, and he was so miserable, including such haste that he could not think of him as wandering the Empire.

The Head of the Dark Union, who was sent to the private soldiers even with his face hidden in a hood and headed to the back hall without any special restraint, quickly arrived in the hall where Sir Lucilius was gathering the aristocratic nobles.

"This is the union president... Sir is in a meeting right now..."

"It's an urgent matter, I want you to follow me immediately."

Exactly during the meeting, he was the head of the dark union that would be stopped by the private commander who would provide security in front of the hall, but the private commander nodded when he immediately told him what to do.

My captain probably thinly perceives the noise going on in the Imperial City.

"... OK, then come here"

Guided by me, the head of the Dark Union, as he entered the hall, drew attention to the head of the Dark Union, who stood at the entrance to the door opened simultaneously by those who stood for nobility.

"... why are you here? Private Leader, why did you bring such a lowlife here?"

Sir Tarnius showered his anger at me on behalf of Sir Lucilius, but the union leader of darkness opens his mouth by controlling the private commander who tried to explain why without even showing the bare gesture he moved.

"It's an emergency… it's a mutiny in Imperial City"

"Hey, what!?

"What!

Aristocratic nobles colouring the words of the head of the Dark Union.

Sir Lucilius, the boulder, also questioned him directly in a way that he could not hide his upset.

"Who's been attacking me? The Border Guardians' Army should have Vandeus against them!

"... I will sit at Julianus"

Breathtaking aristocratic nobles to the answer of the head of the Dark Union.

Sir Lucillius raises a screaming voice.

"Hey, what? Julianus just attacked!? How the hell did you do that!

"… Yes, supposedly from the imperial military port into the imperial city on a battleship"

"What..."

Sir Lucillius to cease to answer that question.

The Admiral of the Imperial Fleet had been loaded with gold to put him back to sleep, because he thought the defense on the port side was complete.

But when you think about the laughter of obedience, it must have only been superficial that you received the money and went back to sleep.

The Imperial Fleet, normalized in Julianus' hands, did not turn around.

Moreover, even if Julianus stormed the Imperial Capital, which he thought was marching with the Border Guardian Civil Army, it is not acceptable for the private soldiers left in the Imperial Capital alone.

"Goddamn it! What happened to the private soldiers?

"That is… the state of almost total annihilation with the rise of the civic aristocracy and the citizens of the Imperial City after the surprise of the Julianus army"

"No..."

Even then, it will be the mountains of Sekiyama that will be kicked if they hit with the regular army in equal numbers, unreliable soldiers lacking cohesion as an army.

Moreover, the unreliable soldiers had been scattered and placed throughout the Empire to maintain law and order, and immediate assembly was impossible.

It was none other than Sir Lucilius himself who ordered it to be such an arrangement, and there was nothing else to blame and to roar at the report of the Head of the Dark Union.

"Ki, what are you Dark Unions doing!

"… we too have been attacked by mercenaries within the Julianus army and are currently fighting in the Glades, but the situation is not at all fragrant. Organizations belonging to several unions have already been crushed and several deputy chieftaincy executives have been taken over."

The scale and circumstances of the successive uncovered insurgencies are overwhelmingly unfavourable.

Sir Lucillius can only speak up.

"Muggle..."

The hips of aristocratic aristocrats began to smash early into the situation in the chopped imperial capital.

"Le, Sir Lucilius. Oh, yes, what do you do?

"Let's get out of here!

"Earliest ever... we need to get out of the capital as soon as possible..."

Sir Lucilius sips to the aristocratic nobles who begin to float restlessly.

"Calm down!!

Sir Lucilius slowly opened his mouth when he glanced around at the aristocratic nobles who stopped moving for a moment and confirmed that his attention had finally been drawn to himself.

"Don't worry. Vandeus is confronting the border guards with 150,000 soldiers. He will soon defeat the exonerated border guardian and kick him back to the Imperial City. We just have to stick around here until then, as long as 150,000 soldiers come back, there's nothing like Julianus, he'll kick us. It's just that if we fall from the empire, Julianus will consolidate the empire. In that case, it will not be easy to recapture this Empire. Now gather your men and stand in this mansion, caged, waiting for Vandeus to return!

The aristocratic nobles who finally regain calm in the words of Sir Lucilius.

After ascertaining its condition, Sir Lucilius gives the next instruction.

"Gather immediately the unreliable soldiers stationed in the vicinity, and those who belong to the aristocratic nobility will lead the guards with all their supplies, and gather in this mansion!

The aristocratic nobles who move in haste.

Some send messengers to their residence, while others pull themselves up to the residence because of their proximity to the Lucilius residence.

Sir Lucilius' personal commander also began to give instructions to gather the surrounding private soldiers.

Sir Lucilius then shifts his gaze to the union leader of darkness who brought the news.

"Union leader, how long are you going to keep your base?

"... Mercenaries accustomed to irregular warfare, sent by Julianus, are troublesome opponents, so I thought I'd keep them that long..."

"Well, you can use this mansion as a base immediately, and I'll give you instructions to gather information and… assassinate you immediately."

"... I got it"

Union leader of darkness with his head hanging over Lucillius' words.

The look is still hidden in the hood and unpredictable, but Sir Lucillius finished hitting all the hands he could for once and turned again to the head of the Dark Union.

"... finish the Senator of the Central Government who is imprisoned in the House of Lords, and bring the civic aristocrats here, if you want to resist, don't forget one or two of your arms, then don't forget the remains of the Emperor."

"... I got it"

The union chief of darkness led his men into the senate.

To fulfill, of course, the request made by Sir Lucilius.

The union chief of darkness immediately headed to the senate gallery, pushing the private guard back and unlocking the door with no foretaste and momentum.

"Huh...?

But all that's there is blankets on some bedrooms, dishes messed up after a meal, and none of the people I was looking for, who were supposed to be trapped in this room, existed as one.

The private soldiers of the guards who came in with me also round their eyes.

"Ko, this is..."

Subsequently, the servants who came in were also stunned to see what was going on in the room.

The union leader of darkness enters the room silently and touches blankets and dishes.

And I noticed a blur on the wall.

There was a blanket over it casually, and dirty dishes and scattered leftovers emitted an unusual odor.

Other parts of the room look similar, but the union leader of darkness, who felt unspeakable discomfort in words, took away that dirty, rotten blanket he feared.

"... here"

From the walls of the place where the blanket was removed, a hole was removed from the stone, and it appeared.

"... chief... there are no senators in the other room."

Someone from my subordinate, who was headed to another room, reports softly.

"Have you seen the emperor's office..."

A different subordinate opened his mouth than he had just reported, whilst he nodded silently to the union leader of darkness, who told him to blur.

"The remains have been taken out of every blanket…"

"Right..."

When the union leader of darkness sent his eyes to the men under his command, he pulled the dagger to the throat of the private soldier, staring flashly into the room beside him.

"Gu Bo?"

"What?"

"Hey, what are you...?

Similar sights happened around, and the private soldiers were all instantly killed by dark unionists.

The union leader of darkness returns his heel with the private soldiers blowing blood bubbles and leaking his breath from his throat with a whistling sound and falling to his throat and floor.

The same sight would be happening in the emperor's office by now.

"... through the Empire City"

The union leader of darkness, who said so briefly, led his subordination with his footsteps turned off and strayed into the darkness of the imperial capital.

Teito Central, Noble Street

Having finished sweeping the Empire, Julianus surrounded the White Asian mansion where Sir Lucilius stood and caged.

Already the civic aristocracy and the central official senate aristocracy have been rescued by the hands of the shadows sent by Hal, healing behind them the body and spirit that were hurt by incarceration.

But beside it rested those who could not even heal their bodies at the earliest.

Julianus and the senators stand speechless when they see the remains of Emperor Magnus twisted in a crude blanket.

"I didn't mean for this to happen again..."

Lord Greater Quinkinatus and other senators knelt down disappointed that the emperor, who still thought he had been helped out in the same way as himself, had become a changed figure.

The remains of Emperor Magnus, carried by the shady while wrapped around a blanket and finally transported to the headquarters of Julianus, were delivered to a simple coffin made quickly, and rested on an altar lined with great shields.

"... tight... I told you not to die..."

Julianus devours his teeth, and when he says so to squeeze them out, he slaps his fist, which he grips so hard that it turns white, against the edge of the coffin.

Light and loud, the painful sound echoed into the main formation.

"Your Majesty the Vice Emperor... this is in His Majesty's hands"

Offer the book to Julianus, where the shady man stands beside the coffin on his knees.

I guess it was firmly gripped in Magnus' hand, the crushed grass stem paper is sealed with wax, and the impression of Magnus is embossed over that wax.

The shady man who carried the remains of Magnus was distracted and removed, thinking that in case something should fall and tarnish or scatter him as he passed through the sewer.

Julianus, who silently received a letter from the shady from the shady, called the senators together.

"Supposedly the will of His Majesty the Emperor, I want you to see it because I'm going to open it"

"Understood."

When Lord Greater Quinkinatus replied on behalf of the senator to Julianus' hard words, Julianus unsealed and opened a small grass-stemmed paper that was creeping.

There's just...

Give the Emperor's throne to Vice Emperor Julianus.

Magnus, Emperor of the Western Empire

It was just noted.

"... Seems or says what"

Sir Greater Quinkinatus looks at the text and spills it pungently.

Julianus looked to devour the letter for a while, then raised his face to show the suicide note and quietly declared it.

"... the will of Magnus, our late emperor and adoptive father, to make this Julianus Emperor of the Western Empire at this time today, the approval of the House of Lords or what?

Senators, take your seats.

In the words of Julianus, said Sir Greater Quinkinatus, who spread his hand, sit on the floor numbers, chairs and rugs that had been prepared by the central official and the senators of the civic aristocracy.

The clothes are thinly dirty, the sewage that has been creeping through and the terrible smell mixed with body odor that is the fruit of February's incarceration life, but I could tell by looking at its face and eyes that its aspirations were not bent.

The eyes of the senators, old and young, are full of will, and their eyes emit a strong glow.

"So... whether or not to approve the succession of His Highness Julianus to the throne, which has just been exchanged, in the House of Lords... those in favor will stand up."

In the words of Lord Greater Quinkinatus, the senators slowly begin to rise up as they hand drive away the jaws.

Everyone stood up in no time.

Looking satisfactorily at the sight, Sir Greater Quinkinatus proclaims with a punch of his hand.

"Here the Senate approves Julianus' succession to the throne... but not the stinkiest, dirtiest senate in the history of the Western Empire... do you mind? Your Majesty."

"You won't mind."

When Sir Big Quinkinatus said with a smile like a prank boy, Julianus also responded with a bitter smile.

"Then the stinkiest and dirtiest senate in the history of the Western Empire recognizes Emperor Julianus in the most noble and noble will in the history of the Western Empire."

The clap was full of applause in the declaration of Sir Greater Quinkinatus with a smile on his face, and Julianus waved to the senators with an eagle grin as the historical emperor did, extending his hands and expressing his gratitude for the approval of the succession to the throne.