Price of Management

The rebels of Tallach the Great moved at a terrifying speed. I rode without rest. Clans of wind who have been living on horses since they were born. They continued to move as they ate on a running horse. It was the wind itself.

And half a day later, King Talak finally raided the 11th and 6th legions led by Emperor Kars.

"Kill him!"

"Find Emperor Kars!"

The nomads shoot bows, stone them, and whip the meter.

The Horn Empire soldiers stood in an orderly fashion, but were struggling to cope with the Barbarians who were moving so quickly and attacking so fearfully.

Moreover, each of the chiefs who followed King Tallac fought the lead to build a ball for each other. Winning this battle will create a kingdom of wind. The main duties of the new kingdom depended on the specialty of this fight.

With the chiefs leading the charge, the warriors fought and risked their lives for a hundred times more courage.

"This attack is more terrifying than I thought."

Emperor Kars said, looking at the seriousness of his conflicted allies.

No, I think I'm confused, but in fact, the Horn Empire soldiers are facing in an orderly fashion, just in case. It was just that the rebellion was too strong.

"Earl Halstein."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

His shadow, Earl Halstein, replies.

"Break the enemy's strength a little."

"Whose head do you want? Just give me a hint."

"I'd like that chieftain's neck."

Emperor Kars points to a fierce chieftain.

"I'll be back in five minutes."

Then Earl Halstein sprinted to the horse.

The shadow of an emperor.

The error master that Emperor Kars had been hiding for a long time.

Earl Halstein revealed his teeth.

The aftermath was truly terrifying.

Kwakwap!

"Khhh!"

Kwajic!

"Aah!"

"Sa, help me!"

Every time I swing my sword, Blade carves out four or five bodies.

Blood spills out and screams erupt.

Earl Halstein ran, creating the path of blood and corpses. In his direction, there was a chieftain whom Emperor Kars pointed at.

The chieftain is appalled and yells at the warriors under his command.

"Don't, stop!"

The chieftain's escort warriors take out the meter and run. However, they were slaughtered within 10 seconds of each other.

It was only then that the nomadic warriors realized who he was.

"The error master!"

"Earl Halstein has arrived!"

"Woe, the sword of the emperor!"

The Emperor's Sword.

It was a nickname for Earl Halstein, the Hand of the Emperor Kars. Despite achieving the great title of "The Master," people were willing to give him the honorable nickname "The Sword of the Emperor," in reverence of his temperament and loyalty that concealed his existence.

"Ugh, ugh!"

The chieftain turns to flee, terrified.

However, Earl Halstein chased the devil and swung the blade toward his neck.

Kwajic!

Not even a scream.

The chief's neck falls to the ground.

The chieftain commanded the warriors, who lost their leader and were left and right. Then the Horn Empire soldiers moved through the gap and slaughtered the warriors one by one.

After completing the mission, Earl Halstein returns to Emperor Kars.

"I'm done."

"Good work."

Emperor Kars simply hesitated and examined the situation.

I'm sure Earl Halstein's actions have made the rebellion somewhat restless.

But it was just a small gravel that was thrown into a huge lake.

The rebels are still in chaos.

Emperor Kars has finally made his decision.

"All forces retreat."

* * *

The Kingdom of Leaden is infested.

It was reported that Emperor Kars was defeated by the Rebellion himself.

The emperor retreated directly from the battle.

With that wind, the troops who were marching on other paths started to retreat as a group!

The meaning of this was huge.

'The Chancellor made a mistake.'

Earl Clevius has won the gamble! '

'Earl Duron's blindness is only a matter of time.'

Despite their lack of insight into the future of international politics, they were haunted by royal officials.

A procession of high-ranking officials approaches to greet Earl Clevius. Earl Clevius was one of the key members of the imperial regime to come. I had to stamp my face with a precious gift to open up the road.

However, there were also two royal officials who did not follow this trend.

"If His Excellency loses, I'll be expelled from this position naturally, right? You should be able to rest."

"You sound like someone who's made enough money to last a lifetime. Did you take a bribe without my knowledge?"

Louie talks to optimistic Jeron.

Jeron shakes his hand.

"Do I really have to lose my job as a manager? It's just a job that doesn't involve much work and doesn't involve much power. A dream come true without much work?"

"I don't know. Baron Deckard won't rest until Baron Ligand is destroyed. And Earl Clevius may be reckoned with, but he won't be able to kick him out of the royal family. Unless you're confident enough to bear the wrath of Baron Basque Kunt."

"Well, is that so?"

Jeron had a bad taste.

Strangely, Caroc has a safe place within the royal family.

It was the existence of my father Basque Kunt, who became an error master.

Earl Clevius would have been heartbroken by news of the rise of Bird of Kunt.

What if King Erik had taken Basque Kunt to the royal court and assigned him to the military?

Earl Clevius did not have the courage to endure the wrath of Kunt, who had never been so stubborn as to come to his master.

Earl Clevius certainly doesn't want to face such a burden. He won't be able to touch Caroc himself.

Then the royal family would be the cohesive archipelago of Earl Clevius and Caroc. Earl Clevius presides over the state, but Caroc's presence in immense backgrounds will not be ignored.

Of course, those were the cases when Earl Clevius won the gamble against Earl Duron.

"But what are you working so hard for?"

"I'm working on a list."

Louie simply goes back and keeps writing something down on the paper. Jeron quickly realized what the list was.

"Is that right?"

"You're right."

Louie chuckles.

"Scary guy……."

Jeron said as if he was bored.

Louie is currently visiting Earl Clevius and writing down a list of officials stamped on his face.

Earl Clevius hasn't won yet.

If the reversal had been as Caroc had predicted and the Duke of Duron had won, this list would have been a purge list.

* * *

"What now?"

King Erik speaks with the late Duron alone.

King Erik opens his mouth to King Duron's worrying questions.

"I'm not sure how to interpret a civil war situation."

Duke Duron speaks frankly.

Carroc had predicted that Emperor Kars would deliberately defeat and draw the nomadic Independents to the battlefield. To interpret this correctly, the current defeat must be assumed that Emperor Kars has succeeded in eliminating the rebels.

But what if Emperor Kars really did lose?

If the current situation is truly in jeopardy, Earl Clevius will prevail.

I would like to put it to good use, of course, but if Emperor Kars is truly defeated, we must be prepared accordingly.

Earl Duron has spoken.

"Your Majesty, I will send a man to Birkhoff Ligand."

"Are you asking for the opinions of the Ligand?"

"You were half right and half wrong."

"What does that mean?"

King Erik tilts his head.

Duke Duron smiles and says.

"Let's leave the judgment to the ligand baron. If he thinks this is truly the defeat of Emperor Kars, let him now insist that we intervene in civil war."

"The first thing to disagree with the intervention was not the ligand itself. You want me to come back to him and change the subject?"

"Yes, it will be confined, but at least it will preserve space. As for the son of the error master, Kunt, and Ligand, who is also a higher spirit, will be able to rise again."

The late Duron speaks as if it were his own.

King Erik sighs and nods.

"I will. We need to send someone right away to let them know."

"Send someone you can trust, this is an important matter."

"I will send Earl Spain."

King Eric has decided to send Earl Randall Spay, deputy commander of the Royal Knights. It was such a big issue.