Leave a Comment / Reincarnation into a barrier master / By IX
A young man walks briskly along the long corridor of the Royal Palace of the Kingdom of Lamaron. From his confident and determined stride, one can sense his overflowing self-assurance and unwavering will.
As he walks down the corridor, a voice calls out to him from behind, almost as if obstructing his path.
“Halt, Konig!”
He stops and slowly turns, furrowing his brow, to face the direction of the voice. There, General Carius, Commander Almand, and the other military commanders stand in unison.
They walk towards him, and behind them, Prime Minister Madlin runs, her large frame swaying with the same speed as a person walking.
“What exactly do you intend, Konig?” General Carius asks calmly as he walks. However, Konig responds with a disdainful laugh.
“I fail to understand the meaning behind your question.”
“Duke… Why did you accept support from the Crimeana Church without consulting us?” Prime Minister Madlin asks, gasping for breath.
“There’s no need to explain that. We received support from a certain place because we lacked food. That’s all.”
Konig turns on his heel, intending to leave the scene.
“Please wait! I can’t believe the Crimeana Church acted without expecting anything in return! At the very least, tell us the conditions under which they provided food aid!” Prime Minister Madlin’s loud voice grates on his ears, and Konig reluctantly turns back.
“I have decided to marry the granddaughter of Archbishop Juvansel, as my wife. Furthermore, we will welcome Kassel, who is the archbishop’s nephew, as an adopted child of His Majesty.”
“Wife… What about Lady Jerifa, your wife? And I, as the Prime Minister, have never heard of such a plan to adopt someone into His Majesty’s family!”
“I presented the matter to Her Majesty the Empress and His Majesty the Emperor, and they immediately granted their permission. I divorced my wife. We have been married for three years, and we haven’t had any children. It’s a good opportunity, don’t you think? Is there anything else? If not, I have preparations to attend to, so please excuse me.”
“Preparations? Konig, when exactly are you planning to invade Agarta?”
General Carius exclaims with an incredulous voice. In response, Konig widens his eyes and answers.
“When? It’s already decided! I would march out this instant if I could… Well, there are various preparations to be made, so we will set out in a week to ten days at the earliest.”
Konig casts a gaze towards the commanders standing behind Carius.
“You all should begin preparing with that in mind!”
Saying so, Konig resumes his brisk walk. Prime Minister Madlin exhales deeply and slumps forward.
“What on earth… Does the Duke intend to let the Kingdom be ruled by the Crimeana Church?”
“I see. Konig took advantage of the fact that the Crimeana Church has been wanting to deepen its ties with our kingdom. Certainly, Konig is a member of His Majesty the Emperor’s family. This marriage would be a dream come true for the church. He will gain even stronger support. However, I don’t understand why they allowed the adoption of a child by His Majesty… Why did Empress Dowager and Emperor permit such a thing?”
General Carius, with a tense expression, stares intently at the corridor where Konig walked away.
“…In any case, the kingdom will be subject to the interference of the Crimeana Church. The church… is not to be underestimated.”
Prime Minister Madlin murmurs, wearing an astonished expression.
“Prime Minister, that’s assuming Konig’s plan goes well.”
“What? Are you suggesting… that Duke’s plan might fail?”
“I don’t hope for it, but it would be for the best if it did not succeed. Konig has surely devised a thorough plan. I will defend the capital while observing the course of the battle.”
General Carius nods as if convinced. At that moment, a warm spring breeze blows into the palace, but neither Prime Minister Madlin nor the gathered individuals can afford to feel its warmth.
Several days later, a grand ball is held within the palace of the Kingdom of Lamaron. Under the presence of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, nobles dressed in dazzling attire fill the venue. They seem to be genuinely enjoying themselves. It is because during this event, the kingdom’s plans to invade the nation of Agarta once again were announced, with Duke Konig assuming the position of the overall commander. Furthermore, the marriage between Konig and the adoption of a child from the Pope’s lineage in the Crimeana Church into the Emperor’s family were also revealed.
The gathered nobles had no doubt about the victory of the kingdom and its subsequent prosperity. It was announced that, as part of the celebration for the recent wedding and adoption, the Pope’s lineage in the Crimeana Church provided abundant food aid. With sufficient food, the kingdom could not lose. Everyone believed so.
The protagonist of this ball was Konig. He greeted the approaching nobles, who surged forward like waves, with a beaming smile. At the same time, he did not forget to assess which nobles would be useful to his faction in the future.
When the ball reached a lull, he finally had a moment to rest. Sipping a drink offered by his aide, he let out a sigh.
“As expected, the nobles have a keen sense of smell. People who never paid attention to me before are wagging their tails and coming closer.”
“That is unavoidable. Commander, after all, you are the one who will marry the granddaughter of the Pope in the Crimeana Church. You are a figure backed by the world’s largest religious organization. It is only natural that the nobles would want to approach you.”
The aide, maintaining his posture, continued speaking.
“However, none of the ministers or military personnel are attending today’s event.”
“Ah, let them be. It’s probably their way of taking a dig at me. Making excuses like being busy with preparations for the campaign. Well, it’s typical of them, isn’t it?”
Konig chuckled slyly as he stared at the drink in his glass.
“Other commanders and ministers seem to be dissatisfied with the idea of adopting His Holiness the Pope’s family into His Majesty’s family.”
“Hehehe. Young Kassel is only 8 years old. He can’t do anything on his own. We will cleverly incorporate him into the kingdom’s side. Naturally, my wife as well.”
“I see… Hearing that puts my mind at ease. Such strategies are beyond the reach of an ordinary person like me.”
“First, Kassel will be welcomed by the Empress Dowager’s side. There, he will be personally nurtured by His Majesty. My wife will naturally educate him. The demands from these two will surely make even the Pope nod in agreement. By incorporating the Crimeana Church, the kingdom will become the world’s greatest nation without much effort. Hehehe, it’s truly efficient, isn’t it?”
“Indeed, it is an impressive strategy. I applaud you.”
The aide bows respectfully. At that moment, the room door is knocked, and a man enters. It is Aligard of the Crimeana Church. Konig stands up from his chair, opening his arms wide and warmly welcoming the man.
“Oh! Bishop Aligard! I apologize for not being able to greet you properly until now.”
Alicegard wears a gentle smile.
“Not at all. Duke, today’s main focus is on you. I understand perfectly well that you may not be able to move much during such events. Please do not worry about it.”
“Well, it’s a relief to hear you say that.”
“I will set sail for Crimeana in two days. Today, His Majesty announced the wedding of Duke Konig and Lady Vieux. I must convey this news to His Holiness the Pope as soon as possible. The wedding date will likely be set after the subjugation, but I await good news.”
“Yes, please wait with anticipation. The subjugation of Agarta probably won’t take much time. At the latest, we should be able to announce the occupation of Agarta before the end of spring.”
“As expected of someone known as the pillar of the kingdom. You are truly reliable.”
“I humbly ask for your continued support for the kingdom and for me, Konig.”
“The same goes for me.”
The two men shake hands with smiles on their faces.
Two days later, in the morning, Konig proudly leads the kingdom’s cavalry out of the imperial capital. The voices of the cheering crowd and the sounds of the military band resound throughout the vast city. Amidst the commotion, General Carius, entrusted with the defense of the capital, silently watches the departure from a room in the palace. In another room, Prime Minister Madlin also bids farewell to the departure with an anxious expression.
Even on the departing ship, the buzz of excitement in the imperial capital can be heard. While listening to the commotion, Bishop Alicegard gazes at the palace of the kingdom, which is becoming distant.
“My Lord, bestow us with your grace. And please, destroy evil…”
Aligard looks up to the sky, offering devout prayers to the divine god, Crimeana.
Leave a Comment / Reincarnation into a barrier master / By IX
A young man walks briskly along the long corridor of the Royal Palace of the Kingdom of Lamaron. From his confident and determined stride, one can sense his overflowing self-assurance and unwavering will.
As he walks down the corridor, a voice calls out to him from behind, almost as if obstructing his path.
“Halt, Konig!”
He stops and slowly turns, furrowing his brow, to face the direction of the voice. There, General Carius, Commander Almand, and the other military commanders stand in unison.
They walk towards him, and behind them, Prime Minister Madlin runs, her large frame swaying with the same speed as a person walking.
“What exactly do you intend, Konig?” General Carius asks calmly as he walks. However, Konig responds with a disdainful laugh.
“I fail to understand the meaning behind your question.”
“Duke… Why did you accept support from the Crimeana Church without consulting us?” Prime Minister Madlin asks, gasping for breath.
“There’s no need to explain that. We received support from a certain place because we lacked food. That’s all.”
Konig turns on his heel, intending to leave the scene.
“Please wait! I can’t believe the Crimeana Church acted without expecting anything in return! At the very least, tell us the conditions under which they provided food aid!” Prime Minister Madlin’s loud voice grates on his ears, and Konig reluctantly turns back.
“I have decided to marry the granddaughter of Archbishop Juvansel, as my wife. Furthermore, we will welcome Kassel, who is the archbishop’s nephew, as an adopted child of His Majesty.”
“Wife… What about Lady Jerifa, your wife? And I, as the Prime Minister, have never heard of such a plan to adopt someone into His Majesty’s family!”
“I presented the matter to Her Majesty the Empress and His Majesty the Emperor, and they immediately granted their permission. I divorced my wife. We have been married for three years, and we haven’t had any children. It’s a good opportunity, don’t you think? Is there anything else? If not, I have preparations to attend to, so please excuse me.”
“Preparations? Konig, when exactly are you planning to invade Agarta?”
General Carius exclaims with an incredulous voice. In response, Konig widens his eyes and answers.
“When? It’s already decided! I would march out this instant if I could… Well, there are various preparations to be made, so we will set out in a week to ten days at the earliest.”
Konig casts a gaze towards the commanders standing behind Carius.
“You all should begin preparing with that in mind!”
Saying so, Konig resumes his brisk walk. Prime Minister Madlin exhales deeply and slumps forward.
“What on earth… Does the Duke intend to let the Kingdom be ruled by the Crimeana Church?”
“I see. Konig took advantage of the fact that the Crimeana Church has been wanting to deepen its ties with our kingdom. Certainly, Konig is a member of His Majesty the Emperor’s family. This marriage would be a dream come true for the church. He will gain even stronger support. However, I don’t understand why they allowed the adoption of a child by His Majesty… Why did Empress Dowager and Emperor permit such a thing?”
General Carius, with a tense expression, stares intently at the corridor where Konig walked away.
“…In any case, the kingdom will be subject to the interference of the Crimeana Church. The church… is not to be underestimated.”
Prime Minister Madlin murmurs, wearing an astonished expression.
“Prime Minister, that’s assuming Konig’s plan goes well.”
“What? Are you suggesting… that Duke’s plan might fail?”
“I don’t hope for it, but it would be for the best if it did not succeed. Konig has surely devised a thorough plan. I will defend the capital while observing the course of the battle.”
General Carius nods as if convinced. At that moment, a warm spring breeze blows into the palace, but neither Prime Minister Madlin nor the gathered individuals can afford to feel its warmth.
Several days later, a grand ball is held within the palace of the Kingdom of Lamaron. Under the presence of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, nobles dressed in dazzling attire fill the venue. They seem to be genuinely enjoying themselves. It is because during this event, the kingdom’s plans to invade the nation of Agarta once again were announced, with Duke Konig assuming the position of the overall commander. Furthermore, the marriage between Konig and the adoption of a child from the Pope’s lineage in the Crimeana Church into the Emperor’s family were also revealed.
The gathered nobles had no doubt about the victory of the kingdom and its subsequent prosperity. It was announced that, as part of the celebration for the recent wedding and adoption, the Pope’s lineage in the Crimeana Church provided abundant food aid. With sufficient food, the kingdom could not lose. Everyone believed so.
The protagonist of this ball was Konig. He greeted the approaching nobles, who surged forward like waves, with a beaming smile. At the same time, he did not forget to assess which nobles would be useful to his faction in the future.
When the ball reached a lull, he finally had a moment to rest. Sipping a drink offered by his aide, he let out a sigh.
“As expected, the nobles have a keen sense of smell. People who never paid attention to me before are wagging their tails and coming closer.”
“That is unavoidable. Commander, after all, you are the one who will marry the granddaughter of the Pope in the Crimeana Church. You are a figure backed by the world’s largest religious organization. It is only natural that the nobles would want to approach you.”
The aide, maintaining his posture, continued speaking.
“However, none of the ministers or military personnel are attending today’s event.”
“Ah, let them be. It’s probably their way of taking a dig at me. Making excuses like being busy with preparations for the campaign. Well, it’s typical of them, isn’t it?”
Konig chuckled slyly as he stared at the drink in his glass.
“Other commanders and ministers seem to be dissatisfied with the idea of adopting His Holiness the Pope’s family into His Majesty’s family.”
“Hehehe. Young Kassel is only 8 years old. He can’t do anything on his own. We will cleverly incorporate him into the kingdom’s side. Naturally, my wife as well.”
“I see… Hearing that puts my mind at ease. Such strategies are beyond the reach of an ordinary person like me.”
“First, Kassel will be welcomed by the Empress Dowager’s side. There, he will be personally nurtured by His Majesty. My wife will naturally educate him. The demands from these two will surely make even the Pope nod in agreement. By incorporating the Crimeana Church, the kingdom will become the world’s greatest nation without much effort. Hehehe, it’s truly efficient, isn’t it?”
“Indeed, it is an impressive strategy. I applaud you.”
The aide bows respectfully. At that moment, the room door is knocked, and a man enters. It is Aligard of the Crimeana Church. Konig stands up from his chair, opening his arms wide and warmly welcoming the man.
“Oh! Bishop Aligard! I apologize for not being able to greet you properly until now.”
Alicegard wears a gentle smile.
“Not at all. Duke, today’s main focus is on you. I understand perfectly well that you may not be able to move much during such events. Please do not worry about it.”
“Well, it’s a relief to hear you say that.”
“I will set sail for Crimeana in two days. Today, His Majesty announced the wedding of Duke Konig and Lady Vieux. I must convey this news to His Holiness the Pope as soon as possible. The wedding date will likely be set after the subjugation, but I await good news.”
“Yes, please wait with anticipation. The subjugation of Agarta probably won’t take much time. At the latest, we should be able to announce the occupation of Agarta before the end of spring.”
“As expected of someone known as the pillar of the kingdom. You are truly reliable.”
“I humbly ask for your continued support for the kingdom and for me, Konig.”
“The same goes for me.”
The two men shake hands with smiles on their faces.
Two days later, in the morning, Konig proudly leads the kingdom’s cavalry out of the imperial capital. The voices of the cheering crowd and the sounds of the military band resound throughout the vast city. Amidst the commotion, General Carius, entrusted with the defense of the capital, silently watches the departure from a room in the palace. In another room, Prime Minister Madlin also bids farewell to the departure with an anxious expression.
Even on the departing ship, the buzz of excitement in the imperial capital can be heard. While listening to the commotion, Bishop Alicegard gazes at the palace of the kingdom, which is becoming distant.
“My Lord, bestow us with your grace. And please, destroy evil…”
Aligard looks up to the sky, offering devout prayers to the divine god, Crimeana.
