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Episode 506: I will ask the king for his guilt (4)

The commander of the capital's defenses hid on the wall and bit his fingernails.

'Uh, what should I do? Should I open it? Should I close it?'

The power of the Earl of Fenris and the Northern Army was renowned. Furthermore, he had only recently taken office and had no combat experience.

No matter how great the walls of Cardenia were, they had no confidence in stopping them.

'Hey, come a little later.'

Now, all troops in the capital were preparing to withdraw. They were supposed to flee in two days, but no one knew that the Earl of Fenris would come before that.

As I was thinking about this, a loud shout was heard from below again.

"No!"

Earl Fenris kept repeating the words "open" as if it were so obvious. The commander of the capital defenses was sweating profusely.

The knights and soldiers around him looked at him with pity.

At that moment, a sound like a bolt from the blue was heard.

"If you don't open it, I'll go up!"

"what?"

The commander of the capital defense was astonished. You want to climb this high wall?

I thought I had misheard, but then I heard a loud shout again.

"Anyone who stops me dies!"

"… … ."

The commander of the capital defense force just rolled his eyes and sat there. Soon, a soldier came running and said.

"The Earl of Fenris is coming up."

"What? How? How do I get up there?"

"I put my dagger in the wall and used it as a support to jump high… … ."

"… … ."

"I think I'll be there soon."

The commander of the capital defense unit became thoughtful and shouted at the soldier's words.

"Hey, stop it! Stop it! No, catch it when it comes up! Why isn't the wall magic activating!"

As the last bastion protecting the capital, there were quite a few soldiers left here. The knights and magicians were also of high standard.

If Earl Fenris came up alone, I somehow felt like I had a chance of winning.

Thud!

Just then, Giselle came up onto the wall.

The commander of the capital defense shouted in a cursed tone.

"There's only one enemy! Catch him! Strike him!"

But no one moved. That was natural. No one, except a fool, would think of fighting when Jiselle came in person.

"What, what are you guys doing! Are you rebelling now? I want you to catch that traitor right now!"

The commander of the capital defense retreated, trembling.

No matter how much I shouted, no one listened to my orders. I had no idea why this was happening.

Jiselle snickered and approached him. The soldiers stepped aside to make way for her.

Jiselle glanced around and threw a smirk.

"Hey, you guys are still alive. It's been a while."

This is Giselle, who has been frequenting the capital city. There were quite a few knights and soldiers whose faces were familiar.

When Giselle pretended to know, the knights and soldiers smiled awkwardly.

The commander of the capital defense force just watched the scene with a dumbfounded expression.

Jiselle approached him and smiled faintly.

"We're all close, didn't you know?"

"These, these traitorous bastards… … ."

The commander of the capital defense gnashed his teeth.

The knights and soldiers had to be completely replaced. Who would have thought that the Earl of Fenris would be so friendly with the defense forces?

But I couldn't die like this. I had paid a lot of bribes to get this position. I had been happy for the past few months, so I didn't want to just go away in vain.

As soon as he came to his senses, he fell to the floor and shouted.

"S-Save me! I surrender… … ."

Scratch!

Before he could finish his words, his head was blown off by Giselle's sword.

Jiselle muttered, wiping the blood off her sword.

"So, when I told you to open the door, you should have opened it quickly."

Cardenia, the capital and the kingdom's greatest fortress, fell with incredible ease.

No matter how strong a fortress is, if the soldiers guarding it have no will to fight, it cannot exert its full strength.

Ddd ...

The gates of Cardenia were structured so that they could be opened only when magicians manipulated 12 devices simultaneously and even the magic circuits were manipulated.

The gate, which was so difficult to open, began to open slowly.

Through the open gate, the Fenris Mobile Force entered proudly, their flag held high. There was no army to block their path.

The capital was still deserted, as everyone tried to stay home as much as possible.

When they saw the military coming in, some people fled their places, holding their breath. They were busy running away with their heads down, afraid that they would be arrested if they made eye contact.

People hiding inside the house watched the army moving through the windows.

And some of them recognized the flag of Fenris.

"That flag… … ."

"It's Count Fenris! It's Count Fenris!"

"The saint has come!"

When someone shouted, everyone who was hiding in the house rushed to the windows. Everyone outside looked up to see the military flag.

"Oh, it's true… … ."

"It's the real Count Fenris… … ."

"This is the flag of the Fenris Mobile Force!"

The one who stood proudly in the lead on a huge black horse was the Earl of Fenris whom they had seen for a long time. Everyone recognized Giselle's face.

"The Earl of Fenris has arrived!"

People began to come out of their houses one by one. Those who had run away also gathered around the army.

They saw Fenris' flag and Giselle's face and shed tears. Some fell to the ground and sobbed.

They kept waiting. For someone to save them.

And rumors spread. The Wolf of the North, Ferdium, would come to their rescue. That Giselle, who had defeated the monsters of the cracks and held off the Duke's army, would come.

People waited with a very small hope. And just as they hoped, Giselle finally appeared.

"Count Fenris!"

"Count! Save us!"

"Save us!"

Everyone ran and fell down before Jiselle, shouting. The sounds from here and there spread far and wide.

Hearing that sound, more people came out. Before long, the streets of the capital were filled with people.

Screams erupted from all sides, all calling for help to save them.

Jiselle, who had been quietly listening to the sound, clenched her fist and raised her arm high. In that moment, everyone's shouting stopped.

In the quiet silence, only Giselle's voice rang out loud.

"There is no need to worry any longer! The tyranny of the tyrant ends today!"

The people held their breath and waited for Giselle's next words. Giselle shouted in a firm voice.

"My father, Margrave Zwalter Ferdium, will open a new era!"

"Waaaaaaaaaah!"

The people cheered at Giselle's declaration.

The Wolf of the North, Zwalter Ferdium, was also famous among them. He was most famous for his strong sense of responsibility and for loving and caring for the people of the territory.

If he becomes king, the world will be a much better place to live in than it is now. Moreover, his son is Giselle, who is revered as a saint by the people.

It is obvious that the next king will be Giselle, so he cannot help but be happy.

Belinda whispered to Giselle.

"No, can I announce it already? I think the Marquis will be embarrassed."

Even if someone were to usurp the throne, they wouldn't do it in such a blatant way and announce it.

After suppressing a tyrant by force, it was standard practice to pretend to be defeated and take his place through appropriate procedures and with the support of the nobles.

But who would have thought that he would so proudly proclaim that he would sit on the throne? Given Zwalter's personality, it was obvious that he would be extremely embarrassed.

But Jiselle answered as if to say, "What's the big deal?"

"Your father will be sitting anyway, right? Closing your eyes and pretending not to know is just wasting time. See, people like it too."

"Hmm, that's true."

Those who were tired of tyranny responded more enthusiastically to Giselle's words. In fact, such assurance resonated better with them.

It was the first time in a long time that the capital was bustling. Everyone was busy cheering and crying.

Even so, no one came to arrest the people, because both the defense forces and the security forces had already surrendered.

Now all that remained were the royal garrison and the royal knights.

"Let's go to the castle!"

"Wow!"

An angry mob followed Giselle, each armed with a weapon. It was a bizarre mix of rebellion and popular uprising.

As time went by, more and more people started to gather. They kept calling out Giselle's name until the capital was taken away.

At that moment, a person blocked Giselle's path.

"huh?"

Jiselle blinked several times because there was someone standing in front of her who shouldn't have been there.

"Bishop Porisco?"

The archbishops and bishops of the four major religious orders in the capital had long ago fled. All the priests who remained to serve the people were captured and killed.

So, of course, I thought that Porisco would have run away too. There was no way that quick-witted person would have stayed.

But surprisingly, it still remained in the capital.

Porisco, who was very skinny and had starved to death, had tears in his eyes.

"Hey, you really came! You really came! You're alive! You're alive!"

Jiselle asked with a slightly surprised expression.

"No, you didn't run away?"

"I tried to run away!"

"But why?"

"… …because of the children."

"Children?"

Looking closely, I could see dozens of shabby children behind Porisco. They must have starved a lot, as they all looked thin and weak.

Porisco said with a sigh.

"I was trying to run away, but I saw some slum kids running towards me… … I tried to hide them, but… … ."

Porisco was about to say that these guys had grabbed his ankles, but he trailed off because there were so many people.

Jiselle asked with an expression of disbelief.

"Are you going to hide the children…? Your Excellency?"

"...huh."

When the king swept out the slums, Porisco also tried to run away with what was left of his property.

But the children who were running away saw him and shouted.

- Saint! Please save me!

After meeting Giselle, Porisco's desire for honor soared to the sky. After hearing that he was a saint, he couldn't turn away from the children.

First, he hid the children in a secret space in the temple and tried to run away alone, but he missed the timing and ended up getting trapped together with them.

I was just waiting for an opportunity to escape, and then I heard people shouting so I sneaked out.

The results were astonishing.

"Wow! As expected, he is a saint!"

"You saved the children!"

"I knew it!"

This time, the people cheered when they saw Porisko. Most of the priests had fled, but he was the only one left to watch over the children!

If you don't call someone like this a saint, then who can be a saint?

Porisco looked puzzled.

"… … ?"

I really wanted to lock up the kids and run away on my own. I had no intention of taking responsibility. I thought I wouldn't die right away because there was some dried food in the secret room.

That was all he could do. The soldiers came rushing in and he had no choice but to be trapped with them. Jiselle came and he barely survived.

But people were cheering for him. Porisco was not one to miss this opportunity.

He suddenly changed his expression and shouted loudly.

"How could a priest who serves God run away leaving children behind!"

"Wow!"

"Who will go to hell if not me?"

"Wow!"

"Today! In the name of God, I will punish the wrong king!"

"Wow!"

"… … ."

Jiselle watched the scene quietly. In an instant, the mood shifted to Porisco.

I've felt this way since a long time ago, but he was definitely an extraordinary person.

Jiselle gestured to the National Guard knight who was following her and spoke.

"Release the rations from the defense forces and distribute them to the children and the starving."

"All right."

As Giselle tried to advance to the castle again, Porisco followed her in a hurry.

"Let's go together!"

"Huh? Why?"

"I am the only bishop left in the capital! I will testify to the king's son's wrongdoings and officially support Marquis Ferdium! This is the will of the Order of Juana! I am now a true saint!"

"Oh."

Even if they were going to force Zwalter to sit on the throne anyway, it would look better if the bishops of the church supported him. After all, the priests were qualified to judge the king who had fallen into socialism.

Forisco was the only bishop who survived without fleeing. He was certain to become an archbishop, and he would certainly receive the title of saint, which he had previously been denied.

If he officially supported them, they could easily suppress the opposition of other nobles and secure legitimacy.

Jiselle nodded willingly.

"Okay. Follow me."

"The king, sitpal, real, it's gone."

Porisco followed Jiselle, swearing, as if he was so angry about all the hardships she had endured.

To be honest, I was no longer afraid because I knew Jiselle's power well. Didn't he even drive out the priest of the Salvation Church who had been hiding in the capital before?

The proud Porisco and Fenris army led the people and arrived at the royal palace.

And then he encountered a group of troops waiting in front of the palace.

"Stop."

The Royal Knight Commander, Count Palantz, who was standing at the very front, spoke with a stern expression.

"hmm."

Jiselle chuckled once and got off her horse.

The combined forces of the Royal Guard and the Royal Knights were not many. They were not enough to stop the Fenris Mobile Force and the angry populace.

The royal guard already looked terrified. The royal knights were equally nervous.

Count Palantz also knew that, so he couldn't help but harden his expression.

Jiselle said, drawing her sword.

"It's nice to see you again."

Bam.

Count Palantz ground his teeth, remembering the humiliation of having his things stolen by that bastard.

But I had no choice but to acknowledge his skills.

The royal army that had been trusted betrayed and joined the Marquis of Ferdium. It was not entirely due to the character and reputation of Marquis Ferdium. The presence of Count Fenris, who had accumulated a tremendous record, was more important.

That's why I really regret it.

"I should have taken you out when I took out the Marquis of Branford."

"If that had been the case, the king would have died then."

"this guy...."

Count Palantz ground his teeth again. Giselle spoke with a cold look in her eyes.

"I'll give you a chance to choose. Fight or surrender. Of course, if you surrender, you'll die."

The Royal Knight Commander was a dangerous person. No matter how much Giselle loved talented people, he could not leave Count Palantz alive once he had decided to kill the king.

"… … Phew."

Count Palantz let out a ragged breath. The situation had completely reversed.

Even the escape failed. It was clear that the Ferdium army was advancing slowly, but I didn't know that they would come this fast.

It seemed like everything was being played out in the palm of his hand.

But what could he do? He was the commander of the royal knights. He couldn't run away alone since he was loyal to the king.

However, there was no need to let his beloved subordinates die for no reason.

There is only one way to break this situation.

Count Palantz said, extending his sword.

"I challenge you to a duel, Earl of Fenris."

Just kill that guy.