Dream Life

Tria calendar July 13, 2017

Last night's rebellion of the Fourth Battalion succeeded in successfully suppressing and did no harm to Uncle Borderline and his family.

The Lockhart family was allowed to return to the assigned room after a brief situational hearing by the First Knights.

When I get to the room, me, Liddy, and the three Sharon magicians fall asleep like falling out of magic. I'm Fire Spider Yarn (Fireweb), and Liddy and Sharon are still not fully recovered from sleeping until after eight in the morning because of sweeping enemies in the yard and ventilation in the hallway after the crackdown (air purge).

Especially in my case. It also sounds like it's being woken up once in the middle of the night. Seriously injured vigilante swordsman, Brett and Sid, because of their deteriorating capacity and the need to provide treatment.

Last night's rain stopped in the morning, and by the time we woke up, the sun was starting to shine from the thick clouds.

We'll have a late breakfast and Beatrice and the others will hear about what happened after we slept.

Summarizing Beatrice's story, it turns out that there was damage done to many knights.

About one hundred and twenty of the knights, squires and about three hundred and seventy, excluding the army of the Fourth Battalion, were killed in last night's rebellion.

About a hundred people are seriously ill, including severe acid deficiency symptoms, half of whom will not be able to welcome tomorrow morning.

There were about one hundred and thirty other mild oxygen deficiencies and minor cases of fracture, and fewer than ten were intact in the Fourth Battalion.

On the other hand, the damage to the First Knights on the side of the crackdown was insignificant. Of the approximately two hundred combat participants, five were killed and twenty seriously injured, which was minor damage for being put into the May Rain Ceremony.

The damage to the Fourth Battalion is significant because it resisted to the end without listening to any surrender recommendations leading up to one soldier. Meanwhile, the damage on the side of the repression was minor because the chain of command of the Fourth Battalion was not functioning and there was no organized resistance, and because the first troops to enter were the elite of the Knights Commander.

The mastermind's fourth battalion captain, Glenfel, was spotted unconscious on the way to the third floor. But every squadron leader was dead in action.

Captain Glenfel regained consciousness after the battle, but said he had no memory of last night and had lost his word about the unbroken castle.

Baron Braceford, the First Knights Commander, severely questioned Glenfel and the surviving knights. But everyone in the knights had no recollection from dinner until after midnight when they regained consciousness, and had no idea why they went into such outrages.

The only thing I know is that at dinner, Baron Gateskel, the belly of Viscount Tiesburn - the real brother of the Raswell Border Uncle - plugged the wine in.

I found the wine right away, but there's no way to make sure it's poisoned. They tried giving the rats they caught wine, but there was no particular change and they didn't know if there was a drug in it.

That being said, there is no other possible cause. As a result, Gateskell was detained late in the night when the disturbance calmed down.

Immediately, Borderline himself interrogated him, but he said that he had put in the wine, but there was nothing wrong with it, so if he wanted to drink it, he would drink it and show it to him.

Just in case, I gave him a sip of the remaining wine, but there was no particular anomaly and the gate skeleton was flat.

Borderline said he thought about the seriousness of the matter and did not release it easily, but still worried that he found no conclusive evidence.

(Certainly circumstantial evidence indicates Gateskell is the mastermind. But there's no proof. No matter how poorly developed the law is in this world, there can be no punishment for nobility without clear evidence because the law has not been developed. Because if you punish them badly, you will see Yamato, who makes a scene that it is an unjust punishment. Well, not that there's any means of torture, but it's subtle if Uncle Borderline uses that hand...)

It is difficult to settle for mere home disturbances, even if you are a Gateskell solo offender.

More than a hundred knights and squires of the First Knights had died, few of whom were of the knighthood class, and some of whom would be taken to the Viscounts and Barons.

Just something that has happened since the "offal" of the successor dispute would develop into a liability issue for the Raswell Border Uncle. Rather, it is visible that many of the nobles of the Imperial capital will be interested in the rights and territories of the borderline uncles, so that they are forced to develop into political issues, even if they are not.

What is more, there is likely to be a shade of popular support for the borderline uncle. As a borderline uncle, you should want to conspire from enemies outside the country.

But the only person outside the country among the officials named this time is the Oulet Chamber of Commerce in the commercial city of Aurelia. That too was just a purchase of the weapons of the bandits who attacked us, and there is no trace of our involvement in this rebellion.

If the public enemy of the Caerm Empire, the Holy King Luke, were involved, they would publish it to a large extent, but so far we have not found any connection to Gateskel.

(I am not convinced that this matter has nothing to do with politics, and I need you to keep a clear drop on it. At least you got your hands on my family and my people. You can't forgive me for any reason......)

And Dan talked to me, too. Because I didn't hear more about how the Knights moved and how they opened the castle gate.

Of course, I could hear Don, Don from the castle gate, but I couldn't imagine how he destroyed that sturdy castle gate because it wasn't as heavy as a broken castle hammer.

"That's the hammer of a Dwarf blacksmith."

Dan's word, no matter how much. That doesn't say, "No, no matter how much Dwarf power you say, alone, you won't sound so loud".

Dan gives a frightened look for a moment, but quickly nods small to convince him, grinning.

"That's the sound of a hammer for twenty."

I couldn't believe the words and shook my head small.

Dan told me with pleasure whether my expression was funny or not, "I did have the right time, but it's true," he said.

I am also amazed by the Dwarves' skill and strength to keep swinging across more than enough to be able to shake the Hammer at exactly the same time, without training or meeting, but I was more surprised by the mood of the Dwarves trying to challenge those heavy doors, no matter how heavy the hammers were for the blacksmiths.

"I'm really surprised. I went to see the castle gate later, but you had a completely broken steel hinge. It's such a big hinge."

Dan showed me about fifty cm in size with his hand and explained it to me.

The Dwarves seem to have destroyed the castle gate door by applying repetitive force to the axis "pin" part of the hinge "hinge".

(That's something like a blacksmith... it wasn't attacked from above the castle gate, so I guess it was done, but it's a great story nonetheless... you owe the blacksmiths. He tried the castle gate without looking at the danger to help us...)

When I was thinking about that, Dan remembered something, "I forgot!" Raise your voice.

"This is a message from the Blacksmith Guild's Head of the Dägenhardt Branch. They say it's a banquet when you settle down. They're gonna give me a secret ale for anything."

Dan tried to tell me that with a bright look. It's about him who can read the air, so I guess he feels that the anger of Liddy and Mel hasn't subsided yet.

Did my father care about my conversation with Dan?

"Looks like we're gonna have to take another barrel or so to the Blacksmith Guild. Talk to your Excellency."

He was squealing like that small.

I helped treat the Knights soldiers who were seriously wounded until around noon. Because the healers were utterly powerless, especially against the soldiers who fell out of acid. Exactly. I can't even treat severe oxygen deficiency, but mild illnesses made it possible to treat imagined repairs to nerves and brain cells.

Baron Ferdinand Oldham, the belly of Uncle Borderline, visited our room as his magic was diminishing again and he was healing his fatigue as he grabbed lunch.

"I finally cracked your mouth!

Usually a calm, impressionable baron like a butler started talking excitedly, and I was distracted by the way it looked. And I can't think of any reason why Gateskell suddenly cracked his mouth, and we all tilt our necks.

On behalf of my father, I said, "Why" Why? "," he questioned.

The baron was still uncooled of excitement and began to speak quickly.

"We found evidence! We found out what Gateskell used!

I wondered how I found it, but soon the baron told me that. That was from an unexpected route.

"... on the documents left by Low Cliff's Boyette was the name of the drug Gateskell traded with the Oulett Chamber of Commerce..."

The Baron said he had seized the artifacts of Arman Boyette, deputy of Low Cliff - the empire's northernmost trading city facing Aurelia Street - and had his men investigate them. He said it was Baron Oldham who originally recommended Boyette, and he was familiar with his character.

"... Boyette is a cautious man, but he was a man of good clerical skills. And I always had a habit of keeping detailed records..."

Boyette was a guy called the Recording Demon, and he was the kind of guy who would make every single note of anything. Thanks also to that note, his practical capacity in the field of home affairs was evaluated and entrusted to the deputies of Low Cliff.

Of course, he said records of illegal activities were kept strictly secret so that they could not be found, but the Baron listened to Boyette's family, his men, and said he was convinced that there was evidence of wrongful involvement in a place where he was the only one to touch.

What I found by the efforts of the barons' men was a note with information connecting Gateskell to the Oulett Chamber of Commerce. Among them was the name of the drug in question.

"They say it's a drug called" The Blood of the Light God (Lucidus)... "

It was politely on the note to the effect that Gateskell figured out how to manipulate the knights.

According to the note, Lucidus' blood is a drug used by Luke's Light Divinity, which has effects such as blindly obeying orders of superiors, forgetting fear and becoming more resistant to pain.

However, just drinking it did not have the effect of saying this, and as such Gateskell was able to mouth the drug with dignity. And that Lucidus blood was produced in Viscount Tiesburn territory and was being sent to Lukes through Aurelia.

"When I showed Boyette's notes, Gateskell confessed everything..."

Gateskel confessed softly, but this seems to be because he realized that if Lucidus' blood was used, he could not remain silent.

Gateskell's confession was a shocking story.

The Oulett Chamber of Commerce is a special agency belonging to the Holy King's Palace in Luke - the administration directly under the Holy King - and Gateskel was used by them.

Let the blood of Lucidus, a drug, be made in return for financial assistance. The Gateskell side uses its funds to develop Viscount Tiesburn territory and gain fame. Looks like a kind of collaborative relationship, but Gateskell was in a weak position. And that collusive relationship was broken by Luke, who feared Borderline Uncle.

Gateskell plotted to acquire the distillation technology of the Lockhart family as a measure of resurrection. But the thought breaks even brittle by us.

He has hit harder. That was the Fourth Knights rebellion.

He said Luke was the first to suggest a rebellion, but Gateskell did not speak to Oulett, who suggested a rebellion, and to his master, Viscount Tysburn, who seemed to have moved to execution alone.

The reason Luke suggested rebellion, and independence in the north, is simple. I would have intended to cut it off if I had used it to some extent originally. Of course, even if the Lukes side and Gateskell succeed in the insurgency, they know it is more impossible than difficult to make the northern realm of the Empire independent.

But for Lukes, I don't feel any itch at all, even if Gateskell fails. The downside is that the drug production base will only crumble, and if you consider the effect of disrupting the Empire, the enemy nation, the return (return) is sufficient.

The Baron's excitement also seems to have cooled from what we've talked about so far. The tone is back to normal, too.

"... The Hall seems to be worried about what to do with this fact. There is a lot of blood this time. But if this fact becomes public, there will be confusion in this land..."

Borderline uncle's concern is not that they take responsibility for failing to prevent the rebellion, but that the emperors and nobles of the Empire make noise when Luke and Aurelia have conspired to conspire against the Empire.

"If that happens, in retaliation, there will be an eruption of the doctrine of marching to the Union of Urban States, including Aurelia. There is also a voice saying that the offensive against Luke should be intensified... and that it is the Northern Governor's office that is at the forefront of it..."

This means that the emperors and the nobles of the Imperial Capital may be forced to forcibly march in order to sharpen the power of Borderline Uncle. If this fact is indeed made public, there is likely to be a theory of troop deployment to Aurelia and Lukes here in Wellburn as well.

"So I would like to borrow Sir Zacharias's wisdom..."

That said, Baron Oldham bows his head deep to me.

I panicked and said, "Keep your head up. Wisdom such as mine..."

"The Hall should also like to hear Sir Zacharias' words. However, you seem to think that this is the responsibility of the Governor of the North, and it is not in your mouth…"

Certainly this situation is very awkward. Or so I just heard. I don't even have a name.

(Thank you. The Baron overestimates me. There's no way I can give a pong and an answer to such a complicated story. That said, there are things about my brother. If you rub it here, it could ruin your marriage...)

I had no choice but to do what Baron Oldham asked of me.

"I don't have a name for it, but if it makes your Excellency feel any lighter,"

Along with Baron Oldham, his father and brother, he headed to the room of the Raswell Borderline Uncle.