This World Must Have Gone Mad

To my surprise, the Emperor gave me the authority to draft his own knights. With a force of thirty people, guarding the Carriers Duchy was an easy task. Of course, I didn't intend to pick just anyone.

"No matter how many times they've been vetted, there are always bad guys out there."

Moreover, the problem did not end there.

Those whose loyalty to the Emperor was too strong were also excluded.

Just imagine if someone like Cordell McNeil were thirty years old.

Wouldn't they search through the entire bedroom and tell the Emperor everything they know?

Of course, that didn't mean I was at a loss.

I've lived a very healthy life up until now.

'But everything in moderation is good.'

A person who will just diligently stand guard as ordered. Actually, that was enough.

The interview for the Royal Guard Knight was a breeze. I took a quick look at their faces and quickly decided whether to accept or reject them.