In the north-west of Bolenburg, outside the Kowei woodland that borders Rukuburg, there is a small village called Edenwal, where Pedi's forward command post was established.

Afternoon, November 3rd.

After supervising the logistics office to distribute the cotton clothes for the troops for the winter, Peidi returned to the office with the report sent by the Marquis of Daisili... A modest office that served as the village clerk's private lounge.

The report of the Marquis of Daisyri, in addition to the necessary report on the situation of the war, was more about the current situation of Phyllis.

For Pedi, the war in the east of Twak City doesn't matter, as long as it's stable, and Phyllis's current situation is something he is anxious to know.

After all, no matter how you say it, it's also a battlefield.

...

Pedi didn't have much personal time, and he had just finished reading the report when there was a knock on the door.

"My lord, Sir Bowenright asks to see you. ”

Adjutant Otwood Knight appears outside the door.

The meeting with Sir Bowenright had been scheduled yesterday to report on the construction of a defensive line twenty miles southwest of the command post.

Old Sir brings good news.

With the joint efforts of the vanguard corps of the Kru Guards Regiment and the 20,000 farmers recruited from Fort Ruku, the preliminary works of the five-kilometer-long and narrow line were completed in just one day.

An hour later,

The scouts of the military intelligence department came with good news again, and the remaining troops of the Guards Legion and the regiment of the Earl of Banne, as well as logistical combat materials, have also arrived at the designated positions.

Two days earlier, the day before Pedi arrived in Edenwal, Sir Andy Barrett had secretly left Twak City and entered Bolenburg via an emergency magical teleportation.

Five o'clock in the afternoon,

Just after Pedi had met with the Count of Bane and the senior generals of his legion, the commander of the three brigades sent by the Guards to Bolenburg, Knight Ciala, sent back the news that the operation would officially begin tomorrow evening.

...

The imperial capital of Suk City.

Today, it is the Marquis of O'Briton-Bob, the owner of the 'Bob Brothers' Joint Chamber of Commerce, who has made an official meeting with Lion Castle on behalf of the Imperial Chamber of Commerce.

The meeting took place in the reception room of the Prime Minister's Office at Lion Castle.

The meeting will be held at 3 p.m.

After the meeting, Lion Castle hosted a cocktail party.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The Marquis of O'Briton's carriage drove slowly into the city from his manor outside the city, and when he entered the city, all his guards were replaced by the Janissary Knights of the Lion Castle.

Moreover, the honor guard of the Lion Castle, at the behest of Prince Sinda, went directly to the gate of the outer city to greet them.

At the same time, Duke Eric, in the name of the Cabinet, organized the people to gather on both sides of Central Avenue to welcome the arrival of the Marquis of O'Briton with flowers and applause.

All afternoon, the central street of the imperial capital of Suke City belonged to the Marquis of O'Briton!

The Marquis of O'Briton himself did not expect the Lion Castle to take this meeting so seriously, and he listened to the cheers of the citizens and the applause that resounded in the sky, and even if he was over half a hundred years old, he could not help but start to get excited.

He subconsciously stood up in the carriage and lifted the hanging curtain...

He wanted to go out and wave to the people who welcomed him!

After all, almost everyone does that.

Only this time the protagonist became him.

The moment the carriage curtain was lifted, the Marquis of O'Briton only felt brighter in front of him, and the cheers and applause were even louder.

The old man's vanity was most satisfied, and he looked at the sword-wielding knights to his left and right and shouted, "You should step back a little, I need to be seen by more people." ”

"That would be dangerous, Marquis. The knight took off his helmet and explained.

When the old marquis saw the knight's face, which was younger than him, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart, and he lowered his voice and said, "You don't want me to use the power in my hand, right?"

The muscles on the young knight's face trembled slightly when he heard this, and he chose to compromise under the stern gaze of the old nobleman, and then he glanced at the three companions beside him.

The other knights did not insist on their duties, and as the guards of the Lion Castle, they did not like the arrogance of the old marquis.

...

The cheers continue,

The carriage drove through the petal-covered streets,

O'Briton waved to the people on both sides of the street, knowing that it was all arranged in advance, but he still enjoyed the process, because he had dreamed of such a day for decades.

Today, his dream has come true!

Like the emperor and the prince, he could be welcomed by the people of the empire on the central avenue of the imperial capital.

O'Britton was happy, and he should be happy.

But many more are unhappy and even angry.

These people, of course, are the traditional nobles who have been neglected since Prince Sinda came to power.

When they saw O'Briton swaggering through the market, their anger spread uncontrollably.

Why did Prince Sinda do this?

And what is the attitude of Duke Eric?

These questions, in the anger of the moment, are simply not worth mentioning.

Anger needs to be vented,

Contradictions need to be resolved!

"Qiang"

The grinding sound of the steel sword unsheathed seemed so small in the cheers and applause of the people, and a cold light was almost invisible in the mild rays of the sun on an autumn afternoon.

No one noticed that a young man in a purple aristocratic robe rushed out of the cheering crowd, and no one noticed that the young man was holding a steel sword in his hand.

Until... A streak of blood spurted out, and they only noticed the young man next to the carriage when O'Briton fell out of the carriage.

"For the Empire!" the blood dripping from the steel sword in the young man's hand was particularly glaring at this moment.

"Ahh

He's a nobleman!

"Ahh

Heart-rending screams emanated from both sides of the street.

The crowds on both sides of the street began to disperse.

The soldiers and guards of the surrounding city defense battalion reacted faster, and they immediately surrounded the scene of the assassination.

The knights of the guard had already reacted, and they quickly subdued the young nobles who acted as assassins,

"Paladin!" a knight grabbed the body of the Marquis of O'Briton, ripped off the sackcloth inside the armor, blocked the blood from the wound on the old nobleman's neck, and shouted at his throat: "Paladin!

Soon, the Holy Force flickered at O'Briton's wound.

"Stop, you damn fellows, you can't heal him!" the young nobleman twisted his body and tried to continue walking in the direction of O'Briton.

But his hands were clasped so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

The young nobleman shouted, his head pressed to the ground, and his mouth was bloody from the constant shouting.

"Bang. ”

The experienced knight gave him a direct blow to the back of the head.

The young nobleman fainted.

At this time, several commanders and several senior agents wearing the uniforms of senior generals of the city defense battalion rushed to the scene at great speed.

"How is it?" Major General Jarvis, the new chief of the War Department's Operations Division and deputy commander of the city defense battalion, looked anxiously at the knight who was squatting on the ground to check on the Marquis of O'Briton's injuries.

"It's too late, it's already hurt!" said the knight mechanically.

Major General Yalves and Senior Detective Malek, who had come with him, looked at each other and were shocked.

"No, the Marquis of O'Briton is not dead, he has been rescued!" Malek's eyes widened, "hurry up and help the Marquis into the carriage." As he spoke, his cold and emotionless gaze swept over the knights present, and finally, his gaze fell on Major General Yalvis, "I suppose, you should know how to do it, right?"