Disgrace, Dishonor

A week have passed since the invasion of Carion and its occupation. Neighboring kingdoms of Uldobra starts to suffer from the blockade and the Uldobran army has yet to arrive to Carion border.

On the southern part of the continent however, is a war being wage from both ideology and greed.

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"Raise the canons, fire at will!"

For months of studying the way how the heroes' war work, they manage to apply some of it. Even napoleon's strategies to group soldiers were included.

However, their weapons are only that of a pre-world war 2. Which means they still use a semi rifle only capable of firing six rounds per magazine. They also have lower resources and supply Friedrich calculated.

Gatling guns are mass produced but with a little amount of sufficient ammo that can be used. Canons with iron balls unable to be fired due to low on gunpowder, and semi rifle only capable of firing 3 magazine per soldier.

That's the same as the soviet red army back in his world. They suffer because of their low resources, wage war, and fought battle without a weapon in hand.

But a weapon this powerful can still make the their enemy who uses swords kneel from the overwhelming prowess. The enemy are shock by the sudden technological advancement that totally destroy the knightly honor.

It's only a fight to destroy their enemy, no honor nor glory, no bravery nor hardwork. A pure savage or maniac that has the ability to massacre those who dare block their way.

"Advance, the enemies are retreating!"

"Form a circle, surround the enemy. Make sure no one escaped!"

"Annihilate all demihumans, don't even dare hide anyone!"

It was cruel, terrifying, hideous to be seen. But to them, it was an effective way to erase impurity to their lands given by their god.

If Fred was here, he would've done something similar. The only difference is he would erase the stupidity of these people along with their existence.

However, right now he was busy preparing for a brewing war that will soon tell the world that a new party has emerged.

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Within a dark room lies the crying lady who seem to have lost all of her energy. Her body has gone thin compared to her last meeting with Fred. Her usual timid look had also vanish and only emotion that can be seen is an exhausted face who must've suffer mentally within the cage of her self-made prison.

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I was thinking of him, wishing he might come in my room's door and stop this madness that I have caused.

For every day the God made, I suffer because of the thought I always make up. How would I end up, now that I have no one to serve?

It was all just the same when I carry my mother's head away from those people. It was the same thought I never want to happen again and yet, here I am.

"Michaella Brestia, the king summons you."

That name, it was the name given by my father. I hate it so much that I decided to change it, however, even I don't have power now that that person sits in the throne.

I want to refuse the order, but to refuse an order from the king is a direct crime punishable, from not just hanging or execution, but also torture.

I want to escape, run to where Fred probably is and ask for his forgiveness. If he can't, I'd rather die in his hand that rot in this abyss.

The time it took for me to arrive in the audience hall too short for me to give myself preparation. I was summon, meaning I will either have to vow my life and self to this shameless man.

I look at the man with scorn, which he replied with a smirk.

"Such an awful face to be seen in morning, relax, I won't do something to you, not yet."

I can't digest the fact that this person will soon be my husband. Too old, too shameless. He only got a small amount of power, he already abused it.

Despite trying hard to recreate the destructive bomb, he has no way to know its nature since the one who knows it well is not here.

"I have a message for you, and you will sure like it."

A scroll was then handed to him carefully, spread it wide, and read.

"An attacked in Carion that spark war between Ashea and Uldobra has occur. Uldobra's monarch had already send his request of support to every country and stop the madness it was causing.

The Ashean soldier uses sorcery far greater than those we have seen, thus, caution is advised."

With those vague words, I already know it.

A sorcery that I once knew to be more powerful than our average offensive magicians, a weapon that cause mass destruction.

And as if coincidence, a man in breastplate enter the audience hall with haste. His face looks haggard and can't even run properly which result him stumbling to the ground.

"Y-your majesty... It's bad!... According to the reports made by our spy sent three days ago, the Ashea kingdom possess weapons far advance that ours.

They also had manufactured which we called an iron birds that destroy the ground with its iron egg.

However, what truly terrifies the spy is that, here. Their handheld weapons can fire as many as our gatling guns, but has higher power rate."

Upon speaking without regards of his title, the man head towards beside the king and show something that later made him unease.

"Alert the soldiers in reserve, make your way to Uldobra kingdom. Tell them Brestia will send 20,000 man."

His face showed a great distress.

Apparently, Fred had already build the iron birds. Those weapon of mass destructions are something that cannot be countered if they arrive here.

We have seen something that can destroy some of them, but even those weapons are non-existence to us. Basically, we are defenseless against those terrifying weapons.

To see his face shadow in fear. It was the best face he ever made since I met him.