I’m the Evil Lord of an Intergalactic Empire!

Algland Imperial Cadet School.

It's a place where one planet is used as an educational facility for the military.

Downtown, dense forests, deserts, snowfields - all become training facilities.

Even in space, he was investing in the training of military personnel who supported the Empire by using the harbor to do warships, and even space colonies.

Having been admitted to such a cadet school, I [Liam Sella Banfield] was enrolled in the strategy department where the elite gathered.

Floral courses are also very popular in the future in the army aiming at staff, commands, etc.

Basically, besides the nobility, there are a bunch of good cadets.

It's exactly where the elite are, but being the future duke, I could major in strategy, regardless of my grades.

Even though the average cadets can't get in without excellent grades, they get in the strategy department because they're noble.

Yes - because it's noble.

"In the world, birth is not everything. But don't you think birth can have a big impact?

Cafeteria at the cadet school.

When I say that before a bad diet with an emphasis on nutrition, Wallace, the boy's head, answers as he grabs a stiff bread.

"What happened all of a sudden?

Cadet school is basically a kid head.

And women are only allowed to even have short hair.

- So I'm a kid head, too.

When this is in third grade, a little bit of hair freedom also comes out.

"The house where I was born was aristocratic. That's all we can do to move on to the elite course. I just thought it would be outrageous from the average candidate."

Born into a winner, I looked down on those who weren't and was immersed in joy.

Look at me like that, Wallace pays attention while I care about my surroundings.

"Liam, can't you speak in a smaller voice? Look around you. Look around."

If you look around, there were losers staring at me.

Some of the candidates are pointing their gaze at what they agree with.

I'm sure they're from nobility. I guess you agree with me.

"It's true, isn't it? You can tell me directly if you have any complaints. If you can say so."

Glimpse around, but no such temperamental candidates.

The candidates who were staring at me turned a blind eye at me.

Right. - You're scared to turn against me, the great nobleman.

The cadet school is too big to remember the faces and names of the candidates.

But it's definitely the average candidate who's been staring at me.

This is it. This is it.

This is what I want as a bad lord.

Then, you got angry with what I said, the finest student got involved.

"That's a very strong attitude."

Wallace is surprised to see that senior.

"Senior Dolph!?"

The cadet school is too big to remember any of the other candidates.

But that senior is a man I know.

He's the head of the highest grade, anyway.

Aristocrats, they're so righteous that they pay attention to me for civilian bullying.

- He's my type of hater.

"I heard your grades are excellent, but you seem to be doing a lot of great things to that extent. Aren't you ashamed?

You hated me, he was a man who hated me a lot.

Hair stiffened to wet with a hair conditioner is all-back.

His name is [Dolph Serra Lawrence] - He's an unusual man with civilian shoulders, even though he's noble.

A little thin, but he's the owner of a body trained as a soldier.

I don't like the face of how elite it is.

"What can I do for the head of the school year?

- That's not an attitude toward upper classmates.

I'm an upper class student, but my opponent is an understated nobleman.

In the future, the Duke and I, the current Count, had no reason to go out poorly.

Military discipline? How the hell do you think I'm making a donation to the cadet school? I'm determined to be acquiesced in such a thing.

Wallace looked at me and he was shaking his head beside me.

He wants to tell me not to get involved, but I hate guys who have this sense of justice.

Reminds me of myself in my previous life.

I had a sense of justice that didn't gain me anything, and I thought it would be good to be a good boy.

I'm sure this guy got mad at me for making fun of civilians.

You're too good for me. I get revulsion.

"So? What are you asking me for?

I want to tell you not to talk to me casually.

Dolph was raising his chin a little, and his blood vessels were floating up his forehead if he was angry with me.

"Come to the simulator room. I'm going to teach you how to behave towards your classmates."

- Let me tell you something.

When I give him a provocative grin, the dining room gets noisy all at once.

"Hey, it's like Liam and Senior Dolph are gonna fight in a simulator."

"Those two?

"This is a sight to see."

In a thriving dining room, only Wallace had a head.

"Liam, why are you such a..."

◇

Simulator room.

There were many candidates gathered there to see.

Liam, the top performer in a year, and Dolph, the sixth grade chief, lead the fleet in simulators.

There are many interested candidates, naturally.

Wallace sighed when he saw the audience split up beautifully.

"Liam is very popular with civilians."

Supporting Dolph are the aristocrats who hate Liam.

By contrast, many were civilians supporting Liam.

Some nobles, but overwhelmingly supported by civilians.

"Nevertheless, I can't believe you said or acted like you were selling a fight to an aristocratic opponent in a dining room - and the opponent isn't Dolph"

Dolph, the second son of the Lawrence family, is an understandable aristocrat.

I take it for granted that nobility is privileged.

I said something like selling a fight to someone like that, "I'm walking an elite course regardless of my grades because I was born aristocratic".

(Not good, Dolph is a bad rumored senior, but his strength is real)

The finest student, and Wallace was worried about Liam, who sold a fight to a troublesome Dolph.

Five years seems short and long.

No matter how good Liam is, it's hard to deal with Dolph, who has been chief in the military for more than five years.

(Man, it's a dubious story to continue to be chief)

Such a bad rumor about Dolph was simply that he was crushing the good candidates to be chief.

If you have a candidate who is likely to compete with you, there are rumors that you have expelled him from school on a wrongful charge and so on.

There are also stories of working with bad guys and expelling rival families from school for hostages.

(I'm afraid Liam's sense of justice about selling fights to someone she doesn't care about)

Liam has a strong sense of justice, even though he says bad things in his mouth. And it combines strength.

Such Liam is a hope for the civilians and an obstacle to the nobles.

- The simulator starts.

When the two moved the fleet on the operating panel, Liam immediately launched an offensive.

Dolph is wasting his time on that move.

"A pirate would be a tactic, but it won't work for me."

"Ah?"

Dolph was provoking Liam, but Liam was actually slower in numbers.

"You can only storm like a pig, you say you're not my enemy"

Liam's fleet specializes in attack.

Conversely, Dolph's fleet was specialized in defense and the situation was quite unfavourable for Liam.

Determine the number and braids of each other before using the simulator.

However, they don't know what kind of braids to make.

But it was as if Dolph had seen through Liam's braids from the beginning.

It's the way Liam fights like he knows what kind of ships to align and how to form a formation.

(Bad. The Dolph guy, you did something)

When Liam was suddenly in a disadvantaged situation, the nobles who were rooting for Dolph were raising their voices.

"What, pirate hunting to that extent"

"Even if it works against pirates, remember, you and other people are ordinary here"

"The countrymen know who they are."

Nobles showing a strong attitude.

Conversely, the civilians could not protest even when they were aware that the nobles had done something.

Because without proof, protesting would only embarrass Liam.

I'm pretty sure Dolph worked some wrongdoing, but I can't help it without proof.

(Don't let Liam lose if you stay like this)

Liam's situation was so unfavourable that even Wallace could tell the victory or loss.

◇

There was a man standing upside down against the ceiling in the simulator room.

A man in a swallow tail suit on a silk hat wears a hat deep and blind.

Only my mouth was smiling.

- You're doing something funny.

Watching Liam face to face with Dolph, [the Conductor] was more powerful than before.

Thanks to the accumulation of power on the Imperial Capital Star, there was room to finally free ourselves from suffering.

Most of all, he is still being eroded by Liam's gratitude.

If you leave it alone, you will suffer the pain sooner or later.

Liam is now admired by the inhabitants of the realm.

Such Liam's gratitude had tremendous power to add to the feelings of the inhabitants.

The conductors were also gathering forces that could not be ignored, making it harder and harder to make Liam directly unhappy.

For that reason, I was watching to see if there was any idea of falling into Liam - but I can think of one guide who saw Dolph.

Approaching Dolph with an extra look, but no one notices the conductor on this occasion.

"He seems like a man who has made people unhappy for a long time. That's my preference."

A man named Dolph has crushed many rivals to be chief.

The resentment hangs over Dolph.

He is also a different and worse aristocrat than Liam, and from the guide's point of view he is a great person.

In addition, he is also working on simulators to beat Liam.

This thorough part is good too.

"- I've come up with something good."

That said, the conductor touches the simulator.

Then Dolph's fleet begins to be pushed.

Even though Liam's fleet had been unilaterally defeated until now, the difference was slowly beginning to narrow.

Dolph is confused.

"Hey, what is it!?"

On the contrary, Liam was smiling.

"What's up, finest student! Seniors to this extent!

Seeing Liam in good shape, the conductor raises his mouth angle and shows his white teeth and laughs.

"That's good. Get on with it. Liam, that's what's gonna kill you."

Liam's hateful guide acted to make Liam win on this occasion.

The reason...

"Damn! Damn!

Even as Dolph rushes to move the fleet, the situation becomes even more disadvantaged when he creates a gap and is attacked by Liam.

"Duh, why not!?"

Dolph, who thought he could win, looked blue and wolfed.

A conductor speaks to Dolph like that.

Put your hand on that shoulder, but Dolph doesn't look like he noticed.

"I expect that from you, Dolph. The defeat here will surely be your great food. And you will never forgive Liam for defeating you."

In fact, Dolph was staring at Liam with blood vessels on his forehead.

It's Dolph who's even making a mistake to be chief and not beat anyone.

To Liam - it was humiliating to lose to the younger juniors for a long time, too.

"This is happening!

When simulators judge Liam's victory, many general candidates cheer and thrive in the room.

In contrast, the nobles looked with contempt at the losing Dolph.

"So much for the head of the school year."

"He's a coward, that's all."

"To the extent that you lose to Liam even if you work wrongfully,"

Some are laughing.

That was humiliating to Dolph.

Liam says to Dolph.

"This happens because only the simulator knows. You'd better go through some real war. I'm going to teach you a lot as a senior in my life, Mr. Dolph."

The conductor nods satisfactorily when he sees Liam treating him with a win.

Whatever, Dolph is staring at Liam in a great shape.

"You."

Seeing a lowly Dolph, the conductor laughs damned.

"That's right. Hate Liam more. And sooner or later you will defeat Liam. Let's get that battlefield ready."

The guide, who came to spare, was prepared in mind to tighten his neck with cotton rather than defeat Liam directly.

Reflecting on the fact that he was suffering from pain and becoming short-circuited, he first thought about keeping Liam on track.

And - when the time comes, I'll knock it off all at once.

"Liam, you just need to get on with it now. And when we lose everything, let us enjoy what you look like."

That said, the conductor disappears to sink into the floor.

Later all I had left was Dolph biting his back teeth and staring at Liam.

"- I will never forgive you. Never!"

A future elite hating Liam was born.