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Episode 504: I will ask the king for his guilt (2)

The Fenris Estate has been developing continuously since then. It has established numerous academies, banned child labor, and invested enormous amounts of money in welfare policies.

All of this was to build a strong military.

As a result, healthy young men steadily enlisted in the army, and Penris' production skyrocketed.

The policies that had been pushed forward aggressively for a long time were slowly beginning to shine.

The same policy was implemented in Ferdium. Giselle supported Ferdium and made sure that it implemented policies that were as similar as those in Fenris as possible.

Thanks to this, Ferdium was able to quickly gather troops that other territories would never have been able to imagine.

The number reached a whopping 30,000. At this rate, an army of over 50,000 could be created within a few years.

A small territory in the frontier with less than 5,000 troops now possessed military power worthy of being called a great territory.

Thanks to the mana training method that Jiselle spread, the number of knights increased to a whopping 200.

Knights and soldiers wearing Galvanium equipment could demonstrate fighting power several times greater than that of other territorial armies.

That force now began to advance towards the capital, ignoring everything.

Jiselle snickered when she heard the news.

"That's just like a father."

Despite being told what to prepare, Zwalter did not wait and moved first. He could no longer stand by and watch his people suffer.

"There's nothing I can do. I'll have to take care of the rest."

Just because you go and beat up the king and shout that you are the king from today on doesn't mean everyone will accept you.

After overthrowing the royal family, we must prepare manpower to run the country immediately. We must also gain the support of other nobles.

Only then can the kingdom move forward without being divided in the midst of chaos.

The situation is so bad right now that it will be no problem to gain the support of the nobles. The problem, of course, is the duke's family.

"Move both the Allied Forces and the Western Forces to the Southern Front. As soon as we hear news that the Ferdium Forces have been dispatched, the Duke will move immediately. The Northern Forces will join up with the Ferdium Forces."

The West is ruled by the Earl of Selverk. He has stabilized the West with the officials of Fenris and has amassed an army of about 50,000.

It was a small amount compared to what was collected from the entire West, but considering how badly it had been destroyed in the past, even that was nothing short of a miracle.

The Western Army is now under the command of Tennant, who was sent in advance by Jisel. With the remaining Allied forces numbering around 100,000, it would be a great help if they could join.

"The central and eastern regions… I don't know how the remaining lords will respond."

They also knew that the royal family and the dukedom were joining hands, so they could have just been watching from the middle.

No matter how strong the Northern Army is, it is difficult to determine which side will win against the Duke.

In the end, we had to stop the Duke's advance and destroy the royal family. Only then would the remaining nobles join us.

The problem was that the Western and Allied forces alone could never stop the main force of the conspirators.

"Gillian, lead the Northern Army to the Southern Front. I will lead only the Mobile Forces and accompany Ferdium."

"All right."

The operation had already been planned and arranged. Gillian, Erenes, Parniel, and Vanessa would go to the southern front.

This is because in order to stop the Duke's superhumans, we also need to prepare that level of power.

I wanted to send Belinda, but she strongly opposed it, so I decided to go with Giselle.

Fiote and the priesthood, Kaor and the assault force also headed to the southern front. The assault force included new figures.

'Where are you going?'

'Why are we here?'

'Squad Leader... ... No, isn't Count Fenris coming with you?'

The 3rd Infantry Company of the 2nd Corps of the Royal Army, which had successfully escaped, was included in the assault force and dragged away without any explanation.

Claude followed Giselle to help run the government after taking over the capital.

The Jisel and Fenris mobile forces that had already arrived easily joined the Ferdium forces heading to the capital.

Zwalter smiled when he saw Giselle.

"I'm sorry. I'm just feeling a little uneasy."

Jiselle also smiled and shook her head.

"No. I thought the same thing as my father."

It was true that a little more preparation was needed, but it wasn't a bad idea to move now, because Berhem's tyranny was rapidly worsening.

It would have been easier to strike down the crown if they had been more prepared and let Berhem and the nobles do more crazy things. The harder life became, the more the people would have wanted a new leader.

But Zwalter, Gisele, and others were not people who could comfortably watch such a sight.

News quickly spread that Ferdium had drawn his sword against the royal family.

It was not only because they could not hide the movement of the army, but also because they had spread messages here and there in advance to give people hope.

And before Zwalter left, he sent out an entreaty to the lords and nobles of each region.

[… … The king has now joined hands with the Salvation Church and transformed into a mad tyrant. Under his cruel rule, the kingdom is falling into ruins.

Now, only those who could not be called nobles remained around the king.

… … I rise for the future of the kingdom, for the oppressed people, and for the honor of the downtrodden nobles.

I appeal to you all.

Together in these dark times… … .]

Zwalter was different from Giselle. He wrote a long and heartfelt letter. Let's move together for the future of this kingdom.

It was a little different from those who had been pulling everything together with force until now.

He was trying to persuade people with all his heart. He was asking them to help him.

Zwalter's proclamation was not only sent to the lords and nobles. It was spread so widely that even the commanders of the royal army could see it.

Soon after, amazing things began to happen.

Lower-ranking commanders of the royal army began to desert, leading their soldiers.

"I can't stay here any longer."

"Isn't it all the same whether I die one way or another?"

"Rather than fighting Ferdium, I'd rather fight the Mad King."

As deserters increased in number, the royal army became busy monitoring the soldiers.

There was also the fear of not wanting to fight Jiselle. But even greater than that was the despair that there was no future for this kingdom.

In that case, we decided to work with Perdium, which aims to open a new era.

Those who successfully deserted found their way into the Ferdium army.

Zwalter welcomed them warmly. They were incorporated into the Ferdium army and marched together to the capital.

The 3rd Legion of the Royal Army blocked the advance of Ferdium, which was slowly growing in size.

The new commander of the 3rd Army Corps, Count MacKidd, shouted with a very arrogant expression.

"Most of the Northern Army is missing! This is a fight worth fighting!"

Even though Ferdium had become quite strong, in his eyes it was still just a poor army in the outskirts.

It is said that most of the Northern Army's troops went down to the Southern Front. Only 20,000 men joined the Ferdium Army. In terms of the size of the troops, it was similar to the 3rd Army Corps.

Earl MacKidd, who was commanding a large army for the first time, was brimming with enthusiasm.

'I will completely destroy you with my excellent tactics.'

His fame will spread throughout the kingdom. I have never liked the Earl of Fenris. I thought all the praise about him was just a bubble.

If you break the Ferdium Army here, you will be able to prove both your own ability and your opponent's vanity at the same time.

Unlike the confident Count MacKidd, the soldiers were building a corps. The 3rd Legion, in particular, was an army that had helped Fenris since the Desmond War, so they knew Giselle's power well.

'Earl Fenris is a monster.'

'You could kill half the soldiers here by yourself?'

'How strong are the knights and soldiers.'

It's been a long time since we fought together as allies. To be honest, I didn't want to fight.

Count MacKidd did not like the strange atmosphere flowing among the soldiers.

"What are you guys doing! Are you scared because of that false reputation?"

The soldiers instead glared at Count MacKidd.

'What a pathetic guy. He doesn't know anything.'

'Is this your first time commanding an army? You're anxious to make a name for yourself.'

'You idiot.'

Before Count MacKid could say anything else in the strange atmosphere, Zwalter appeared from the Ferdium army camp.

Slowly, slowly.

He approached slowly on horseback and shouted loudly.

"I don't want to fight you guys!"

"What are you saying?"

Count MacKidd frowned. Then why don't you just surrender quickly? Why are you coming out here and weighing things?

Zwalter continued in a heavy voice.

"I will hold the king accountable. You were only following the king's orders! If you disarm and surrender now, I will accept you all!"

Count MacKidd cried out in rage.

"Shut up! What are you talking about, you traitor! You are the one who will meet a miserable death if you don't surrender immediately!"

"I didn't say that to you!"

Zwalter shouted, glaring at Count MacKid with blazing eyes.

"I'm not talking to trash like you, I'm talking to the soldiers who protect this kingdom!"

"This, this guy… … A guy guarding the border dares to… … ."

Count MacKid trembled. How dare he speak such words to him, the king's favorite.

I didn't like the shallow guys in the north who were already so successful these days.

He, who had long despised the North, immediately gave the order.

"Hit him! Kill him now!"

The soldiers took up their weapons as they had been trained to do, but their morale was already at an all-time low.

In that delicate atmosphere, a soldier threw down his weapon and fell to the ground.

"I surrender!"

Everyone's eyes turned to the soldier. What the heck was he doing?

The already upset commander could not leave alone the man who refused orders and prostrated himself.

Indeed, Count MacKidd cried out in anger.

"Kill that guy right now!"

This kind of thing happened before the battle even started! It was humiliating, but it was also a problem that the morale of our troops was falling. We had to kill them immediately.

But even though the order was given, no one killed the soldier who was lying down. The soldiers who were watching from the side also threw down their weapons and lay down.

"I don't want to fight Ferdium!"

"We are on the same side, why should we fight!"

"This fucking world! If you're going to kill me, then kill me!"

The number of soldiers lying down increased. They all shouted what they wanted to say.

Either way, I was going to die anyway. If I was going to die anyway, I didn't want to die fighting for this rotten kingdom.

That was the soldiers' honest feeling.

Count MacKidd trembled with a pale face. Isn't this defeat before the fight? If the enemy starts attacking in this situation, we will be helpless.

Fortunately, Zwalter just watched the scene quietly.

"Poison squad! What are you doing, poison squad! Kill those guys right now!"

The poisonous corps that had been mixed in between the ranks lowered their heads with gloomy expressions.

Their mission was to kill any friendly troops who ran away or disobeyed orders. But they didn't want to do that now.

They were already in despair and fed up with the behavior of the king and nobles so far.

Crunch.

The weapons in the hands of the poisonous men fell to the floor one by one. They also slowly began to lie down on the floor.

The wave of surrender spread without discrimination. Even the thoughtless soldiers and the private soldiers of Count MacKidd naturally knelt down.

Even the lower-ranking commanders who sensed defeat fell to the ground. It was foolish not to notice how the situation was unfolding.

"These guys… … ."

Count MacKidd shuddered in disbelief.

Where in the world would there be a commander who would be defeated without ever having fought a single battle? But that was going to be his story.

He shouted to the knights around him.

"Everyone, right now! Kill them! Kill them!"

Since all the soldiers had surrendered, it would have been difficult to survive even if they ran away right away. However, instead of escaping, Count MacKidd was ordering his knights to kill the soldiers.

Anger was building up in my head and I couldn't make a proper decision.

The knights looked at Count MacKidd with cold eyes.

He wasn't originally a corps commander. He was a man who was crazy about alcohol and women and was always busy having fun and eating in the barracks.

He would often punish and harass soldiers under the pretext of military discipline. Many soldiers and civilians were killed by him.

No knight would follow Count MacKidd, who suddenly ascended to a high position simply because he followed the king.

Only when the knights remained motionless did Count MacKidd begin to panic.

"Hey, you guys! Why aren't you listening to my orders!"

Only the knights who followed his family drew their weapons in nervous anticipation.

In an instant, everyone here turned into enemies.

Zwalter rode up alone. Count Mackid called out to his knight escort.

"Catch him now! Quickly!"

Now was the chance. If we could just take Marquis Ferdium hostage, we could turn the situation around in an instant.

But the escort knights did not move.

Window! Chaang! Window!

Instead, the knights of the royal army drew their swords and surrounded Count MacKid.

"What are you doing! You are my subordinates! Are you going to rebel now?"

Count MacKid shouted with a pale face, but the knights remained silent and only held out their swords.

At that moment, Zwalter spoke in a majestic voice.

"Arrest the author."

At those words, all the knights rushed at Count MacKid. The few knights who guarded him immediately threw down their weapons and surrendered.

"Eww! You guys! Do you think you can get away with doing this?! His Majesty has you… … Ewww!"

Count MacKidd was forced to his knees with a gag in his hand, truly defeated without being able to fight.

Srrrrung… … .

Zwalter dismounted and drew his sword.

He raised an army to punish those who were disturbing the kingdom. There was something he had to do himself and not leave it to others.

He swung his sword with a determined expression.

grasp!

Count MacKidd, who was so terrified, suddenly lost his head.

Zwalter said, holding up his sword with blood dripping from it.

"Everyone, rise up and take up your weapons!"

The soldiers stood up, grabbing their fallen weapons. Their expressions were brighter now.

Zwalter looked at them with pleasure and shouted.

"Whoever wants to save this kingdom, join me!"

"Wow!"

The soldiers gave a loud shout.

Even a mere soldier knew that the world was wrong.

Even as a mere soldier, he knew what he had to fight to protect.

This was the fight they wanted. Ferdium and Fenris were the ones they wanted to follow.

Zwalter advanced, absorbing the 3rd Legion of the Royal Army as it was.

The other armies that had been blocking his path were also busy surrendering.

As the number of people increased, the pace of the Ferdium Army's advance became slower and slower. However, each step was filled with momentum and weight.

This is the army.

This could be called the true king's army.