The seats on the ground shook, and the loud sound passed through the windows and hit Gilfias. After half a ring, the tension in the whole body recovered, and Gilfias ran out of the car and ran through the crowd of frightened lies.

"Lord Reinhardt!"

Gilfias's long legs ran up the marble staircase. The smoke rushed out of the house, forming a colorless vortex, and wails and screams scattered in the vortex. By this time, there were still people interrogating Gilfias with a sense of order, but the red-haired young man certainly ignored it.

Gilfias seemed to hear the boiling of emotion and reason in his veins. I really shouldn't have persuaded Leytuan Hart to attend such a banquet. He put the blonde young man, who was the source of his life, in unproductive danger.

"Lord Reinhardt, where are you?"

Gilfias's language is incapable of speaking anything else. He was struck by a little-tasted affection--- accompanied by regret and the fear of loss, and he gripped his nerves. If there is never a voice to answer his cries, he will lose his own existential value. His fingertips touched a soft object. It was part of the human body that had been blown open by the blast wind. He held back his vomiting and screamed again.

"Lord Reinhardt, please answer me. ”

“...... Gilfias!"

It wasn't loud. Probably doesn't stimulate any sense of hearing outside of Gilfias. But it was enough for the red-haired young man to hear this. Next to the half-destroyed marble columns, there was the glow of extravagant blonde hair.

"Lord Reinhardt, I'm glad you're safe......"

From the abyss of terror to the surface of the water, Gilfias felt his voice trembling. Reinhardt, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, made a smile to reassure him, then tapped his ears with his palms.

"I can't quite hear it yet. The unused eardrum has been whining since the beginning...... ，.”

While wiping away the dust from his face with the hand handed by Gilfias, Reinhardt stood up. It's not very homeopathic, but it's stable, which makes Gilfias happy.

"I thought, if I meditate, you'll come to me. That's why I didn't move...... Drink, it seems, I was saved by this pillar of disgusting addiction.

"It's really touching love......" A smooth voice came from underground.

With this sound, the pile of rubble began to slide, and broken pillars weighing hundreds of kilograms were lifted from the ground. At the sound of a loud noise, a figure lifted the marble pillar with one hand, tossed it aside, and stood up.

"It's Lieutenant General Rudolf von Fafnier...... There's a ton of weight on it, isn't it?monster!monster!Is Ofresa just a harmless kitten in front of him!" The blonde-haired Reinhardt and the red-haired Gilfield were both shocked by the shocking scene, automatically filtering out Lieutenant General Fafnir's disgusting words.

"Shit! You can even eat a meal and be hit by an explosion! I really should buy some underground lottery tickets!" Fafnier said in tattered clothes and dust, and cursed in his mouth. After speaking, he didn't see much anger, so he glanced at the golden retriever and the red hair quite meaningfully, and bent down to grab a bottle of wine and staggered out.

"What does he mean by this glance!" Reinhardt's cheeks flushed with anger, but he didn't want to show it in front of his friends. I just reluctantly came over and asked about Gilfias.

"Is it a bomb?"

"It can't be fireworks, right?"

"Please forgive me. It's all my fault for persuading you to attend this banquet......"

"yes, it's all your fault, you're going to have to treat me to a cup of coffee tomorrow.

Reinhardt's implication was to ask him not to make further amends, when he heard a loud but not heavy voice, and he didn't know what it was yelling.

"That groan, it seems that the Duke of Branche is still alive. ”

Later, under the communication with Brigadier General Mecklinger, who came to investigate, it was also learned that the first suspect was Marquis Klopshütek. At the same time, the worst casualty record was obtained at a later date: more than 10 people were killed on the spot, and 10 times as many were wounded. Thirty percent of them probably have to prepare for a trip to Hades. For the aristocracy, this was a more serious desecration than starving to death of 100,000 poor people. And the suspect is also the head of the famous family.

The family of the Marquis of Klopsiutek has a famous history that is not inferior to other families. His ancestor, Albrecht, assisted Rudolf the Great when he was a member of the Parliament of the Galactic Federation, serving as the secretary of the National Reform League, and doing his best to bring down the republic. After the beginning of the imperial government, he served as the secretary of the cabinet and even the financial secretary, and after the death of the notorious Fastlon, he was appointed as the secretary of the interior affairs, and contributed greatly to the suppression of the new and the torture of the republicans, and was called the "blood wheel". Since then, there have been 20 successive generations of aristocratic bureaucratic families, six of whom have served as state secretaries, and seven of whom have married into the royal family. There has also been a generation of queens. It is a typical example of a privileged class with three hands piled up on fame, power, and wealth.

What overshadowed him was the accession of the current Emperor Friedrich IV. Originally expected that Friedrich's younger brother would ascend to the throne, he made a lot of investments, and even obtained a verbal agreement to give him the post of secretary of state, but when the situation was repeatedly reversed, Friedrich was put on the throne. It wasn't just the Marquis Klopschutke who was embarrassed by his miscalculations, but his contempt for Friedrich's continued contempt for the succession made Friedrich's cronies hate him more than the people involved, and he couldn't correct his tracks anymore. The Marquis of Klopshütek turned into a scorned loser, and so on for thirty years.

The Marquis Klopshütke, the "Grand Duke of Friedrich" before his accession to the throne, was often caught up in the expenses of wandering, and avoided the situation of creditors. It has also been used as a topic of conversation and laughter among friends several times. Later, due to the drastic change in the situation, Friedrich wore the crown of supremacy, but he could not believe any such nonsense as "sacred and inviolable".

The historical, privileged tendencies of the privileged class to punish themselves quickly took root in the heart of the Marquis Klopschutke. 10,000 mouthfuls were irrigated with humiliating and oppressive fertilizer. Stopped at the status of fantasy, rejected family affairs, rejected communication, and countless sneers.

On March 21, the 21st of March in the fourth year of the Imperial calendar, Wilhelm, Marquis of Klopsiutk, holding a black box made of composite materials and wearing the dress of a reserve general of the Imperial Army, walked into the gate of the official residence of the Duke of Bronsch Baick. It's been thirty years since I last walked through this door. Prior to this, he dedicated to the emperor the magnificent hunting garden and the attached mansion in the corner of the imperial capital that the marquis's family had owned since its establishment, made large donations to the palace and ceremonial provinces, and presented the secret collection of art to the main nobles such as Duke Branche Baike. With humble words, he bowed his proud head and begged him to return to the social world. From his own experience, he knew that groveling was most effective for the nobles. Stimulated by a refreshing sense of superiority, Duke Blanch looked at a few famous paintings that were not even available in the royal family, and invited the assassin with a gloomy determination into his house.

The vices of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which was responsible for the internal security of the Yuan Dynasty, were layered into the labyrinthine of crimes and the political conspiracy of not being able to reveal the truth were all dealt with in the name of "a conspiracy to overthrow the imperial republicans." In some cases, these crimes are added to political or ideological prisoners who have already been imprisoned, and heavy penalties are imposed.

Emperor Zuludolf the Great, who rewarded informants for exposing republicans. If the secret is true, it will be commended, and even if it is not true, it will be regarded as an expression of loyalty to the emperor, and it will not be punished, and when the non-commissioned officer gendarme shoots the republican, even if the innocent citizen is involved, it will be considered "his own sin to stand by the side of the republican", and the non-commissioned officer and gendarme will be exempted from the crime.

But this time it seems that it is not the turn of the "irreverent republicans" to come out. The fact that the bomb was in a black box in the possession of the Marquis of Klosiutke was established that night.

"Marquis Klopsiutke?

But the gendarmes who rushed to the marquis's mansion could only see the embarrassed expressions of the deacons and domestic servants in the absence of their masters. Although the authorities also began to investigate the spaceport, the Klopsiutke family's own spaceship, at the time of the bomb explosion, had the same style as the aristocracy and had priority over the public passenger ship.

"It seems to be sending a raider. Of course, the Marquis Klopsiutke has been stripped of his title on the charge of attempted treason.

The morning after the incident, Reinhardt received this information from Gilfias, put on his second gown and went to the palace, where he ordered Gilfias, who had been gathering information all night, to sleep at home.

Reinhardt, who had applied for an interview, waited for two hours with more than a dozen visitors. Although it is said that among the emperors of the past came to the office at four o'clock in the morning, the current emperor, Friedrich IV, did not torture his courtiers from an early age, but chose to wait for those who wished to be seen.

After the interview began, it took another hour and a half. Reinhardt, who stepped into the interview room, noticed the second thing, one was that Anne Roger was not with the emperor, and the other was that there were fine particles of alcohol floating in the atmosphere.

“...... Lieutenant General Mujel, this is a real disaster. However, it couldn't have been better that there were no injuries."

Reinhardt lowered his head. The attendant turned his gaze to the list of those who wanted to be seen, and whispered something in the Emperor's ear.

"Yes, you're already an admiral. ”

"All thanks to the grace of His Majesty......"

"Well, yes, I appointed it. ”

The emperor was smiling with a big mouthful of alcohol. More than half of the liquor bottles on the silver table were empty.

"So, what did you do early this morning to wake up your benefactor?"

"The minister has come to request that the minister be sent as a general regarding the crusade against the Marquis of Klopshütek. ”

Reinhardt, who hid his expression and feelings, only said what he meant. He hoped that the day would come when he would be freed from this suffocation.

"Ah, that's it. It's understandable that you'll come to petition, but the commander has already decided. It can't be changed now. ”

Which one is it?"

Duke Brown said it had to be done by him. He came to mention it last night.

Your Excellency the Duke should be a reserve, right?

As you said, but he asked to be temporarily reinstated on active duty this time. After all, there are too many victims among the great nobles, and everyone wants to avenge their brothers, cousins and sisters. It has been said since ancient times that revenge comes first, and there is really no way to stop it. Also, Viscount Rudolf von Favennier came yesterday to complain about me. You're too late...... You're too late," and with a meaningless laugh, the Emperor waved Reinhardt to meet his sister.

Reinhardt, who had gone out, saw the people of the palace province rushing to the hospital in the palace with a stretcher, and he went up curiously to take a look and found that it was the annoying Baron Filgel, who was bruised and unconscious on the stretcher, as if he had been trampled on by a thousand elephants and danced.

"Who's going to do it?"

The palace guard who was asked saw that it was the younger brother of the favorite concubine, the imperial general, and hurriedly replied: "Baron Firgel and Viscount Fafnier had a quarrel, and then before the staff pulled away, Viscount Fafnier lost a white glove, and after 5 seconds, it was what Your Excellency saw now." On the one hand, he also showed a smile on his face, and few people would like someone like Filger......

On August 30, Duke Braunsch, a general of the Imperial Army who had temporarily returned to active service, was the commander, and the army that was crusading against the Marquis of Klopsiutke set out from the imperial capital of Odin. It was a disorderly mix of regular army and the private armies of various nobles, and it was sufficient in number to deal with the mercenary corps of a single noble. Reinhardt could not help but think that the aristocracy was openly demonstrating his inseparability between public and private. For them, this armed action was to avenge their relatives and friends, and the so-called crime of great rebellion was only a nominal statement.

After that, Reinhardt had to live a life of inaction in the imperial capital, but one day he received a TV call from Baroness Westpale. After exchanging a bit of topics about their sister.

"Do you know what to say? The crusading army seems to be in a bitter battle. ”

"That's really possible. ”

The crusaders are a large number of rabble, and once they enter the ground battle, the attacking side has the advantage. And Marquis Klopsiutke stands on the line of enlightenment and self-abandonment, and it seems that he does not hesitate to spend a lot of money on the mercenary team. So the crusading army also had to fall into a bitter battle.

But then again, even if the great nobles organized the party into an army, it seemed that it was not worth fearing. Men like Filgel's, when they become soldiers, do not seem to be as effective as their rhetoric.

"Although there are a few full-time soldiers in the crusade army who are serving as combat skill advisors, there seems to be constant internal strife among the nobles, especially the younger generation, who are unwilling to follow instructions. Duke Branche only kept roaring. But Viscount Fafnier's troops were marching in high spirits, and had now landed, but many young nobles were dragging him back......"

"You know in detail. ”

"It was Brigadier Mecklinger who told me. ”

Reinhardt's perfectly shaped, picturesque eyebrows moved slightly.

"Is it okay to tell me about this,......?"

"He wants me to convey it to you. I'm just a broadcaster. You should also make more friends with your own people inside and outside the palace, which is better for Sister Ling...... ”

After the figure of the Baroness of Westpalle disappeared from the frame, Reinhardt grasped the beautiful chin with his fingertips in deep thought, and mentioned a conversation with the Baroness about whether he should befriend Mecklinger, who entered the room shortly after.

"He also told us about this because he wanted to help us, right?

"The question is how much to expect!"

Yernist, Mecklinger, a young officer, was not loved by the Duchess of Westlie because of his military status, but as an artist. Unlike her seven lovers, he is not only fully self-sufficient, but also has a reputation as an artist. He was a prose poet, a watercolorist, and a pianist, but this set him apart from the Baroness, who loved unknown artists. For the Baroness, it seems that only men who need her moral and material assistance will arouse her strong desire to protect.

On 2 October, the raiders were returned by the Marquis of Klopshütke. However, it took more than a month to quell the small regional rebellion.

Late that night, Major General Oskar von Rochenthal arrived at Reinhardt's residence.

Oskar von Rochenthal and Wovergen Midamaia were advisors to the Marquis of Klopshütek's Raiders. These two men are excellent friends, and among normal people, only Midamaia has defended his fishy nature, and there is even more nonsense in the fleet of abnormal people: "This Persian cat just likes women, and he is lame in front of us! He doesn't look at us squarely! Someday this Persian cat will be blown up!" said some.

The crusade against the Marquis of Klopsiutke in 486 was of no constructive significance to Midamaia and Rochenthal as soldiers. Together with several high-ranking officers, they were given the title of "Combat Skill Advisors" and were responsible for instructing young nobles with no battlefield experience, but the lack of obedience and seriousness of these "apprentices" had reached an immeasurable level. In a week, Rochenthal has given up a dozen times. And how many times their friends gave up is unknown.

"Give me the command. I'll be done with it in three hours. ”

At the same time, there was a statement from a certain viscount who said, "You can talk about it in front of me, and it will make you a pig's head in three seconds!" - this guy is in the lead, and even the "Combat Skill Advisor" has to face up to his abilities.

"Peaceful and steady use of troops...... This scumbag is really old-fashioned in the art of war, but ...... Almost invulnerable!" judged a certain Persian cat.

And Midamaia roared angrily, in short, the unscrupulous apprentices had succeeded in suppressing the rebellion, and the Marquis of Klopsiutke had committed suicide by drinking poisoned wine and resentment. At this point, the riots caused by the bombing of the Branche Mansion should be considered to be over, but .......

Although the law stipulates that all the assets of the rebels should be confiscated and returned to the treasury, in practice on the battlefield they plundered as much as they could, and the only thing that remained in the hands of the Imperial Ministry of Finance was probably real estate or registered financial assets.

During the crusade of the Marquis Klopsiutke, the generals did whatever they wanted against non-combatants and plundered their property. The first group to lead the robbery and make the most trouble was the first group of Favinir's army, which landed and completely defeated the Marquis's private army. They carried out ferocious robbery without regard for friendly troops, and all the noble sons who dared to stand in front of them and try to get a piece of the pie were supported by the undisciplined viscount behind them, and there were many fires and incidents for this reason. So much so that the children of the young nobles had to carry out "pleasant" hunting and robbery in areas where there were no Fafnir troops.

In this regard, Rochenthal abandoned it from the beginning, while Midamaia seized and reprimanded the unscrupulous apprentices, and constantly tried to stop this shameful cruelty.

"I taught you how to fight, but I didn't teach you how to plunder, violence, or arson. ”

Using this line to make the other party reflect, Midamaia himself was bored, but when he saw the brute behavior, he could not pretend to ignore it silently.

"One day you will take the hand of regret and dance the dance of destruction, remember these words somewhat. ”

It was not a prophecy, but Midamaia spoke with full warning, and though he drove away the scoundrels in military uniform, he felt a sense of futility at the thought of the number of evil things that had taken place outside his sight. Rochenthal looked at his friend with a feeble look in his eyes.

"Admiral Midamaia, Orthodox Scholars, you have worked hard. ”

"Don't be sarcastic. ”

"Have you heard? His Excellency Viscount Fafnir has issued an order that the army to which he belongs is not allowed to rape women, and that playing with women must pay the Imperial Mark the equivalent of an overnight fee for a prostitute in a medium brothel. Should I say that scum has a bottom line?"

"It's a slightly better scumbag ......"

Soon after, Midamaia was caught shooting his men - a scumbag nobleman made a bet with his companion to rape an elderly woman and kill and slit her throat in front of her to snatch the ring. Midamaia shoots this bit of a backstage scumbag and goes to jail.

He proudly faced the largest gate lord nobleman in the empire, endured all kinds of emotional scolding, and then broke the example one by one. Instead of blaming the noble-born officers, who were supposed to regulate the conduct of soldiers, they broke military rules, killed non-combatants, committed violence against women, set fires to private houses, and plundered property, "which really brought a great disgrace to the military banner and the name of His Majesty the Emperor." ”

"Those who are called nobles, if they are ordinary and ignorant commoners, they have nothing to say, and they have great ancestors. Proud of the shining family name in history, he was supposed to be a noble child with a rich culture and a sense of integrity, but he did such a horrific ugly act, which really made it difficult for the lower officials to believe. ”

“......”

"The honor of the Emperor's army lies in the defense of the country by force, not in the exercise of such vicious pleasures as plunder, torture, and destruction. And it is the duty of the Commander-in-Chief to make the whole army thoroughly observed!?, however, that the Duke not only acquiesced in their tyranny, but also denied punishment according to military regulations, did you yourself disgrace the Commander-in-Chief's seat?"

At the same time, because Viscount Fafnier, the commander of the largest army group in this operation, said: "The waste who can't even win a duel deserves to die! Duke, your family won't only produce this kind of waste without eggs, right?" The duke, who was so angry that he almost suffered a stroke, had to retreat when he saw Fafnier's mocking and murderous eyes - the rumored viscount was a guy who even the humanoid meat grinder Ofresa was afraid of, and he was completely a two-forced, reckless guy who killed people, so there was no need to force himself to fight him. Fortunately, Fafnir had no intention of exonerating Midamaia at all, and after saying a word, he went straight out. He didn't even look at Midamaiah, he was the guy who came to slap the duke.

Midamaia also understood that at this point, both the other party and himself had cut off the way out. Although he knew it in his heart, at this time, his temperament expelled the calculation, and his tongue continued to shoot impeachment sentences violently. Each sentence reduced the red blood cells on Duke Blanx's face. He jumped out of his chair and excitedly ordered Midamaia's execution, but was dissuaded by his close confidants, such as Anson Bahar Schutley, from committing the danger of being executed, and was imprisoned.

To rescue Major General Midamaia, Major General Rozenthal intends to use all possible means. And by "maybe" here we do not refer to the limits of what is permissible by ordinary morality, but to the limits of the activity of one's mind.

Rochenthal thought to himself that just talking about it would not save Midamaiah. Originally, if it was a legitimate argument, it would not have had the result of Midameyeh crossing his hands on his chest and staring at the walls of the confinement chamber in a daze. The laws of the empire were originally compiled in favor of the nobles of the gate, but because they allowed tyrannical behavior that crossed the law, the result was that everything was suitable for the existence of power. If there had been a man more powerful than the Duke of Blanx, perhaps justice would have been achieved for both of them.

Rochenthal had always had someone he was interested in. That figure, young and unsectarian, was much more misunderstood than praised.

But in the eyes of Rochenthal, his talent and future were much better than those of the sons of the great nobles who boasted about the family of the past. As the court said in private, this figure was Reinhardt, von Mügel, and it seemed that he was really just lucky on the battlefield. But isn't the mere act of going into battle more remarkable than the nobles who indulge in the wine pools and meat forests in the safety of their palaces and estates? As for a certain scum, out of a sense of disgust for his own kind, Major General Persian Cat does not consider it at all.

"Midamaia, I'll take care of everything, okay? No, I have someone who wants to involve him in our affair and make friends. ”

"Then it's up to you, but who's that?"

"What the nobles say, blonde boys. ”

"Reinhardt von, Mügel?"

"That's right. According to rumors, at the end of the year he will become Reinhardt von, Count of Royenkram. ”

"But we've never met each other before!"

"I'm not a confidant at the moment, but I'll be a confidant in the future. ”

Midamaiah's eyes narrowed. Undoubtedly, it was in this sentence that he deduced the psychology of his friend, and it seemed that he seemed to be in deep thought, probably because he had a hunch that this choice would determine his and his friend's career.

"Compared with the dukes handed down from generation to generation by our ancestors, the counts of Hori are much more talented! In the near future, it is clear that there will be a court revolt. Since we must entrust our lives to one of the competing magnates, then neither you nor I want to be the leader of the alliance with someone more talented and powerful, right?"

Mimaidaya was silent, but she did not deny Rochenthal's words.

"So, we have to take this opportunity to determine whether the person of Reinhardt von Mügel is worthy of our allegiance. If he can help us against the lawlessness of the great nobles, we will swear loyalty to him. ”

“...... I get it, it's all up to you. ”

Midamaia turned her determination into a voice. Since his friends have already taken care of him, he can only leave it to his friends to deal with it.

"Then I'll take care of everything. Listen, I'm going to get you out of the way. So don't be impatient. Don't rush it. ”

Rochenthal thought of the blood of his friend.

"Well, so be it. But don't push yourself too hard for my sake. ”

"Nothing forced. Both women and victories come to me automatically without calling. ”

Deliberately saying a light-hearted word, Rochenthal said goodbye to his imprisoned friend. But he didn't leave there. He declared that if Midamaia died before returning to the Imperial Capital, it would be considered an assassination, and reported the matter to the Military Affairs Ministry of the Imperial Capital via faster-than-light communication. Because of this disposition, Midamaia was saved from unjust death. ...... Thus, on the night of October 2, after returning to the imperial capital of Odin, Oskar von Rochenthal came to Reinhardt, von Mügel's residence, in the midst of storms and thunder.

After a series of flashy performances and appeals, the man, who would later be known as the "Wolf of the Wind", was rescued by another golden lion