The Extra Wants To Live

Himmeln was shocked by the news of the rebellion in the Palton Territory in the northwestern part of the Empire.

The word 'rebellion' itself was extremely subversive.

But what was even more shocking was that the primary instigators of the rebellion were none other than commoners!

"So you're saying that the commoners drove out the nobles and took over the land?"

"That's ridiculous. There must be someone controlling this from behind the scenes."

In a world where mana exists, the nobility maintain absolute power due to an insurmountable gap.

Combat among knights who wield mana, nobles who command magicians, and ordinary farmers and carpenters is unthinkable.

But it wasn't even a barony; it was a countship, and the commoners had expelled the nobles. Naturally, there was suspicion of a hidden force behind the scenes. Stay updated with mvl _emp _yr.

The ignorant could not see beyond the immediate facts and focused only on what was visible.

"If the commoners join forces, then the nobles won't be helpless either?"

"Shh! Shut up! If you want to die, die alone."

Such talk began circulating among commoners.

Even the rebels, dissatisfied with merely taking over the Palton Territory, were calling for the overthrow of the aristocracy, which was the foundation not only of the Empire but of all nations.

This was also a challenge to the imperial family. Naturally, it had to be dealt with by fire and lightning. As soon as he heard the news, Azgoth ordered the central army to advance.

At the same time, Azgoth cautioned other nobles against crossing the border into the Palton Territory.

This was to prevent them from being influenced by subversive thoughts and to have the imperial central army resolve the problem.

If this rebellion were resolved by other nobles, the imperial prestige would be diminished.

Moreover, if the nobles who suppressed the rebellion were to claim the now-vacant Palton Territory, it would be a headache.

So, unlike before, when Azgoth had maintained a good balance by pursuing a moderate, internally oriented policy, he suddenly shifted to suppressing everyone like a thunderbolt.

A discussion arose about who would command the central army dispatched to suppress the rebellion in Palton Territory.

According to imperial law, the Emperor should be the commander of the central army, but this was only a formality, so naturally, someone else would take the position.

Many were considered, including the Third Prince Nero, who had become a Master at the young age of 20 the previous year.

However, Nero firmly refused, citing his lack of experience in commanding large numbers of troops.

In fact, even the military reacted negatively to this opinion. Although Nero possessed tremendous power as a Master, command was a completely different realm.

The sword was turned toward the cavalry captain Milione and the 4th Prince, Archduke Carl, who was performing brilliant military feats in the eastern part of the empire.

Although the position of Archduke Carl was a formality and did not grant him any territory, his achievements and position made him a perfect fit for commander.

However, there was unity and lobbying among the political aristocracy, who judged it dangerous to hand the sword directly to Carl, who had grown too much.

For that reason, Milione, who had a wealth of experience and was the highest authority in the military during peacetime and could command the central army without complaint, was appointed commander.

The lobbying had worked; the nobles thought.

This was because Azgoth, Aric, and Milione were unaware that they were all in the same boat with Carl in different meanings and realms.

Even if the position of commander had been offered to him, Carl would have stubbornly refused it and put Milione in that position.

So, the reason Carl, who wasn't even a commander, returned to Himmeln was…

"If the blood of the Imperial family does not rise up against an enemy who attacks the foundations of the Empire, who will look up to the majesty of the Imperial family?"

That was the reason.

But why didn't he just take Master Nero with him? Why did he call Carl, who was working hard from far away? Of course, there was a 'proper' reason for that.

Although Carl was a prince and an archduke, his bloodline was uniquely inferior to that of other princes.

The Felt family became known only after Carl became the Archduke, but at some point, they completely dried up and died out, leaving no trace behind.

Officially, the only 'Felts' that existed in Hardion were Carl and Lilly.

The news of Carl's great activity in the eastern part of the empire spread throughout the empire, and everyone knew he was not fighting battles for the money of the nobles.

In other words, Carl's existence was the best joker card for the imperial family to destroy the root cause of the rebellion that occurred in the Palton Territory:

'We can no longer tolerate the nobles squeezing the commoners to fill their bellies!'

Against this backdrop, Carl returned to Himmeln and joined the central army led by Milione.

"Archduke Carl has arrived! Clear the way!"

The shouts of a young man riding alone in front of the eastern gate of Himmeln caused an uproar on the castle walls.

But the young man, Billford, carried the red flag he was holding, and no one dared doubt him. Holding a sword in both feet and a laurel branch, he bore Carl's emblem:

'the planter of laurels.'

"Get out of the way!"

"Everyone get out of the way! Get back!"

Soldiers poured out and blocked the road.

Those who were bewildered by the sudden situation hurriedly retreated, and those who gathered to find out what was going on heard the sound of horse hooves.

Doo doo doo doo…

The 1st Division, with Billford carrying Carl's own flag, and Catherine carrying the 2nd Division's flag, ran in front together. Right behind them, Carl galloped down the road on his pure white horse, his red cloak fluttering.

"Wow!"

The common people cheered at the sight of Carl, who looked as handsome as a painting.

People who didn't even know his name just a year ago now jumped for joy at the mere sight of Carl's flag.

They were very excited to see the handsome and gallant Carl riding a horse.

Even Carl's heroic steps were beautiful, like a painting. A good appearance alone was a powerful force. Today's insignificant event made Carl even more popular with the common people.

Not only Carl but all his soldiers were on horseback. Most of the soldiers who were active in the Laurel Unit were recruited to ensure peace in the eastern part of the empire, so they could not be brought for justification reasons.

Therefore, the soldiers who followed Carl were only 50 imperial soldiers.

Still, it was quite a sight to see 50 soldiers wearing the red cloaks issued to the imperial soldiers riding horses and galloping together.

It was hard to believe that it had been less than two years since they had been slowly moving around in a rattling carriage.

Carl passed through the street without stopping, and all those who arrived later saw only a cart passing by at a slightly slower speed.

This was all a performance. Considering the speed of the carriage, it would have been better to go a little slower.

Carl reached the palace in one breath, and the palace doors, which had been notified in advance, opened wide without hesitation.