#101. Declaration of war
The Kingdom of Thalassa made a surprise attack on the county in the border area. The Counts protecting the Empire of Peneus had already fled in defeat. Usually, a nation declares war and then begins a war. However, there had to be a good reason to invade a country that was once an ally.
The reason for the invasion of the Kingdom of Thalassa was simple.
[The evil demon-like Emperor Asherad killed my poor daughter miserably. My poor daughter was miserably caught by Ceres's clutches before she could even set foot on her homeland. Gone forever!
So, I, Cyrus, will show what is right in this demon-ruled land.
Asherad was shocked when he saw the declaration of war. His beloved daughter? The person who would be most delighted at the death of his foolish daughter would be the King of Thalassa.
'You've lost your sense of fear.'
That was Asherad's idea. Although Asherad distributed firearms to the Kingdom of Thalassa, their number was limited. The lack of firearms made it possible to occupy adjacent borders, but Asherad's surrender could never be obtained. It was natural. The previous Emperor Belenus and Asherad were like that.
As long as there is a Count of Locania in the Empire with that technology, the firearms are theirs. It might be a good idea to take over Thalassa and get a lot of foundation stones.
Asherad cut off the head of the messenger who brought the proclamation without hesitation. The velvet was stained with blood. Asherad's expression crumpled as his subjects watched.
You dare invade my country when I'm trying to marry Daphne?
As he ground his teeth, Count Locania spoke.
“Your Majesty, we must teach these guys an example!”
All the nobles agreed to this. When Count Locania came forward during this chaotic time, they followed him.
“I will step forward...”
“Show them Your Majesty’s status, the incarnation of the sun. I will follow.”
Duke Turbol's words were interrupted by Count Locania. Duke Turbol glared at Count Locania. The ducal family, which had been the first military family, was pushed to the second military family by Count Locania's cannons. Count Locania's arrogance reached the sky, interrupting the words of a Duke.
“Your Majesty, you are the god of war.”
“They dare to defy Your Majesty’s majesty!”
“Let the hammer fall on the fools!”
As Count Locania began to speak, the others joined in.
It hadn't been long since Asherad had ruled. Kalista's death was not that impressive among them. Even if Asherad had killed her, it didn't matter. Kalista was a tyrant and a pervert, and they wouldn't regret her death. Also, those who had connections in the palace knew that Kalista had harbored a wrong love for Asherad and had caused trouble for Asherad. They had nothing to say even if she died.
Kalista was not the legitimate daughter of King Thalassa. To declare war on someone who was not even his blood relative and 'killed' her without any concrete evidence is to make a complete mockery of this country.
How dare you challenge the Empire like this!
What made them even angrier was that King Thalassa was Asherad's maternal grandfather. Despite being his maternal grandfather, instead of resolving the situation peacefully, he attacked Asherad, his true blood relative. To those who served Asherad, the behavior of his maternal grandfather, King Thalassa, was tantamount to unfilial conduct. When he was the Crown Prince and was abandoned by the Emperor, they did not support him at all, and now they are invading their grandchildren's country?
The nobles of this country were furious with one mind and one heart. There is a way for people to behave. The nobles looked at Asherad without exception. He was a great warrior who ended the border conflict with Asala. It would be better to step forward first and show his majesty.
The civil servants also nodded, as if they had similar thoughts. Asherad looked at his subjects. He killed Kalista. So it would be right for him to take responsibility.
He had no great regrets about his participation.
However, the only problem was that he had to leave Daphne behind without even having a wedding. However, if he did not go despite their urging, there would be scumbags who would look down on him not only abroad but also within the country.
Asherad rose from his throne and reached out to the knight. The knight then gave Asherad his sword. He pulled it out of its scabbard. A cool ray of light covered the sword.
It is the sword that brutally slaughtered the Asala people and the guardian sword that protected Peneus.
The warriors all looked at Asherad with tense expressions. He raised his sword.
“I, Asherad, will gladly listen to your requests.”
He had a handsome face and held a sword, and it was like a scene from a myth. He was so frighteningly suited to the sword that he was the incarnation of a King.
People were spellbound by the sight of the Emperor's beautiful face.
“I will personally punish with my own hands the evil thugs who have set foot in this country to satisfy their own national ambitions.”
The Emperor took up his sword and resolved to bring judgment upon the invaders of the land. Thus began the war with the Kingdom of Thalassa.
Asherad looked at the sleeping Daphne. After the battle was decided, he visited Daphne whenever he had time. Daphne's morning sickness began. She ate only fruit instead of nutritious food. Then she said she felt dizzy and slept like this. What if she collapsed from eating like this?
As Asherad stroked Daphne's head, sighing inwardly, a knock was heard.
“Come in.”
The exhibition situation was critical. Daphne was there, but he allowed visitors in. The door opened, and Ioannis came in.
"What's the matter?"
Ioannis let out a soft sigh at Asherad's question. He treated him as if he would never see him again, but Asherad could not abandon Ioannis. Was it because he was his comrade, or because he was the last person who could protect his sanity?
“When do you leave?”
“A week later.”
Given the circumstances, they had to leave quickly. Ioannis let out a low sigh.
“If you’re worried, I’ll stay and watch over her.”
“No, you join us too.”
Still not happy about the meeting between Ioannis and Daphne, Asherad tried to drag Ioannis along as well.
“She is a woman with a grandchild. How can she survive alone in the palace?”
“...”
“Is there anyone you can trust?”
“...”
“Leave me alone. If you leave like this, no one will be able to protect Miss Daphne.”
Even Duke Turbol, father of Ioannis, was not fond of Daphne. If he knew that she was pregnant with the heir, he would not have reached out to her.
At that moment, Daphne, who had been sleeping, opened her eyes wide.
“Asherad, where are you going?”
At her words, Ioannis and Asherad looked down at her. She jumped up from the bed. She must have heard their conversation. Asherad smiled.
"Yes."
"How long?"
“About half a year...?”
Daphne's face turned sad at Asherad's words. Her emotions were running wild due to her pregnancy, and tears soon welled up in her eyes.
“Why, why?”
“I have something to do.”
“Do you have to go?”
She grabbed Asherad's collar as if she were anxious. Asherad shut his mouth as he watched her sadly shedding tears, telling him not to go.
“Don’t go far away, stay with me.”
It was the whining of a child. A nine-year-old girl opened her eyes, and the only person she knew was Asherad. Daphne, a baby bird that had just hatched from an egg, needed her mother, Asherad.
Being in this unfamiliar place without Asherad was the most frightening thing of all.
“Asherad.”
Asherad welcomed that uneasiness. This woman needed him. That fact satisfied him. He thought for a moment, then smiled and said,
“It’s a very difficult place. If you go there, you’ll only suffer.”
“Asherad!”
When Ioannis learned what Asherad was trying to do, he tried to stop Asherad. Asherad didn't seem to hear him.
“Why, you want to go?”
“...”
“Isn’t this the way to protect Daphne?”
“It’s a battlefield, it’s extremely dangerous!”
“Do you think I can’t protect my woman?”
At that question, Ioannis sighed. He said to Daphne.
“Miss Daphne, the battlefield is a very dangerous place. There...”
"It's okay."
Daphne said with a bright smile.
“I just need Asherad. That’s better than counting the days until Asherad comes to the palace.”
“You might die.”
At those words, Daphne tilted her head and seemed lost in thought. She grabbed Asherad's arm and said.
“Then I will die together with Asherad.”
Daphne smiled bashfully. She was innocent and unaware of the horrors of the battlefield. Asherad burst into laughter. Asherad's determination was firm. Rather than having a woman with a royal heir be attacked in the palace, he would rather protect her on the battlefield, where she might die. Askerad smiled brightly after hearing Daphne’s words.
After the ceremony, Asherad walked towards the carriage that Daphne was riding. The battle line was dangerous, so why was there a carriage instead of a wagon? People looked at the carriage with suspicion, but they thought it must have something to do with the Emperor, so they said nothing.
Daphne sat in the carriage, thinking blankly. Even though they were going to the battlefield, the weather was too clear. She couldn't really feel what war was.
Besides, she was uncomfortable with the maid in front of her. It was unpleasant for Sarah to serve her. Sarah's mood seemed as bad as usual, and Daphne did not bother to talk to her. In this awkward atmosphere, Asherad's visit was welcome.
“Are you okay? Is it comfortable there?”
"Yes."
Daphne nodded. The carriage ride on the rough road was not comfortable. Daphne had brought medicine in case she got motion sickness, but she was cheerful.
“We’re leaving now.”
Daphne nodded. Asherad mounted his horse. His black cloak flapped. The horse and carriage moved, and those who left the palace heard the people’s enthusiastic cheers.
In front were the knights, led by Ioannis, followed by Asherad on horseback. Behind them was the chariot, guarded by other knights. And behind them came the knights of the Count of Locania.
Count Locania smiled as he listened to the farewell speech.
His eyes were still glancing at the carriage Daphne was riding in.
Now, his plan began.
The Kingdom of Thalassa made a surprise attack on the county in the border area. The Counts protecting the Empire of Peneus had already fled in defeat. Usually, a nation declares war and then begins a war. However, there had to be a good reason to invade a country that was once an ally.
The reason for the invasion of the Kingdom of Thalassa was simple.
[The evil demon-like Emperor Asherad killed my poor daughter miserably. My poor daughter was miserably caught by Ceres's clutches before she could even set foot on her homeland. Gone forever!
So, I, Cyrus, will show what is right in this demon-ruled land.
O devilish Emperor who killed my beloved daughter, I will personally condemn the arrogance of a great nation.]
Asherad was shocked when he saw the declaration of war. His beloved daughter? The person who would be most delighted at the death of his foolish daughter would be the King of Thalassa.
'You've lost your sense of fear.'
That was Asherad's idea. Although Asherad distributed firearms to the Kingdom of Thalassa, their number was limited. The lack of firearms made it possible to occupy adjacent borders, but Asherad's surrender could never be obtained. It was natural. The previous Emperor Belenus and Asherad were like that.
As long as there is a Count of Locania in the Empire with that technology, the firearms are theirs. It might be a good idea to take over Thalassa and get a lot of foundation stones.
Asherad cut off the head of the messenger who brought the proclamation without hesitation. The velvet was stained with blood. Asherad's expression crumpled as his subjects watched.
You dare invade my country when I'm trying to marry Daphne?
As he ground his teeth, Count Locania spoke.
“Your Majesty, we must teach these guys an example!”
All the nobles agreed to this. When Count Locania came forward during this chaotic time, they followed him.
“I will step forward...”
“Show them Your Majesty’s status, the incarnation of the sun. I will follow.”
Duke Turbol's words were interrupted by Count Locania. Duke Turbol glared at Count Locania. The ducal family, which had been the first military family, was pushed to the second military family by Count Locania's cannons. Count Locania's arrogance reached the sky, interrupting the words of a Duke.
“Your Majesty, you are the god of war.”
“They dare to defy Your Majesty’s majesty!”
“Let the hammer fall on the fools!”
As Count Locania began to speak, the others joined in.
It hadn't been long since Asherad had ruled. Kalista's death was not that impressive among them. Even if Asherad had killed her, it didn't matter. Kalista was a tyrant and a pervert, and they wouldn't regret her death. Also, those who had connections in the palace knew that Kalista had harbored a wrong love for Asherad and had caused trouble for Asherad. They had nothing to say even if she died.
Kalista was not the legitimate daughter of King Thalassa. To declare war on someone who was not even his blood relative and 'killed' her without any concrete evidence is to make a complete mockery of this country.
How dare you challenge the Empire like this!
What made them even angrier was that King Thalassa was Asherad's maternal grandfather. Despite being his maternal grandfather, instead of resolving the situation peacefully, he attacked Asherad, his true blood relative. To those who served Asherad, the behavior of his maternal grandfather, King Thalassa, was tantamount to unfilial conduct. When he was the Crown Prince and was abandoned by the Emperor, they did not support him at all, and now they are invading their grandchildren's country?
The nobles of this country were furious with one mind and one heart. There is a way for people to behave. The nobles looked at Asherad without exception. He was a great warrior who ended the border conflict with Asala. It would be better to step forward first and show his majesty.
The civil servants also nodded, as if they had similar thoughts. Asherad looked at his subjects. He killed Kalista. So it would be right for him to take responsibility.
He had no great regrets about his participation.
However, the only problem was that he had to leave Daphne behind without even having a wedding. However, if he did not go despite their urging, there would be scumbags who would look down on him not only abroad but also within the country.
Asherad rose from his throne and reached out to the knight. The knight then gave Asherad his sword. He pulled it out of its scabbard. A cool ray of light covered the sword.
It is the sword that brutally slaughtered the Asala people and the guardian sword that protected Peneus.
The warriors all looked at Asherad with tense expressions. He raised his sword.
“I, Asherad, will gladly listen to your requests.”
He had a handsome face and held a sword, and it was like a scene from a myth. He was so frighteningly suited to the sword that he was the incarnation of a King.
People were spellbound by the sight of the Emperor's beautiful face.
“I will personally punish with my own hands the evil thugs who have set foot in this country to satisfy their own national ambitions.”
The Emperor took up his sword and resolved to bring judgment upon the invaders of the land. Thus began the war with the Kingdom of Thalassa.
***
Asherad looked at the sleeping Daphne. After the battle was decided, he visited Daphne whenever he had time. Daphne's morning sickness began. She ate only fruit instead of nutritious food. Then she said she felt dizzy and slept like this. What if she collapsed from eating like this?
As Asherad stroked Daphne's head, sighing inwardly, a knock was heard.
“Come in.”
The exhibition situation was critical. Daphne was there, but he allowed visitors in. The door opened, and Ioannis came in.
"What's the matter?"
Ioannis let out a soft sigh at Asherad's question. He treated him as if he would never see him again, but Asherad could not abandon Ioannis. Was it because he was his comrade, or because he was the last person who could protect his sanity?
“When do you leave?”
“A week later.”
Given the circumstances, they had to leave quickly. Ioannis let out a low sigh.
“If you’re worried, I’ll stay and watch over her.”
“No, you join us too.”
Still not happy about the meeting between Ioannis and Daphne, Asherad tried to drag Ioannis along as well.
“She is a woman with a grandchild. How can she survive alone in the palace?”
“...”
“Is there anyone you can trust?”
“...”
“Leave me alone. If you leave like this, no one will be able to protect Miss Daphne.”
Even Duke Turbol, father of Ioannis, was not fond of Daphne. If he knew that she was pregnant with the heir, he would not have reached out to her.
At that moment, Daphne, who had been sleeping, opened her eyes wide.
“Asherad, where are you going?”
At her words, Ioannis and Asherad looked down at her. She jumped up from the bed. She must have heard their conversation. Asherad smiled.
"Yes."
"How long?"
“About half a year...?”
Daphne's face turned sad at Asherad's words. Her emotions were running wild due to her pregnancy, and tears soon welled up in her eyes.
“Why, why?”
“I have something to do.”
“Do you have to go?”
She grabbed Asherad's collar as if she were anxious. Asherad shut his mouth as he watched her sadly shedding tears, telling him not to go.
“Don’t go far away, stay with me.”
It was the whining of a child. A nine-year-old girl opened her eyes, and the only person she knew was Asherad. Daphne, a baby bird that had just hatched from an egg, needed her mother, Asherad.
Being in this unfamiliar place without Asherad was the most frightening thing of all.
“Asherad.”
Asherad welcomed that uneasiness. This woman needed him. That fact satisfied him. He thought for a moment, then smiled and said,
“It’s a very difficult place. If you go there, you’ll only suffer.”
“Asherad!”
When Ioannis learned what Asherad was trying to do, he tried to stop Asherad. Asherad didn't seem to hear him.
“Why, you want to go?”
“...”
“Isn’t this the way to protect Daphne?”
“It’s a battlefield, it’s extremely dangerous!”
“Do you think I can’t protect my woman?”
At that question, Ioannis sighed. He said to Daphne.
“Miss Daphne, the battlefield is a very dangerous place. There...”
"It's okay."
Daphne said with a bright smile.
“I just need Asherad. That’s better than counting the days until Asherad comes to the palace.”
“You might die.”
At those words, Daphne tilted her head and seemed lost in thought. She grabbed Asherad's arm and said.
“Then I will die together with Asherad.”
Daphne smiled bashfully. She was innocent and unaware of the horrors of the battlefield. Asherad burst into laughter. Asherad's determination was firm. Rather than having a woman with a royal heir be attacked in the palace, he would rather protect her on the battlefield, where she might die. Askerad smiled brightly after hearing Daphne’s words.
***
After the ceremony, Asherad walked towards the carriage that Daphne was riding. The battle line was dangerous, so why was there a carriage instead of a wagon? People looked at the carriage with suspicion, but they thought it must have something to do with the Emperor, so they said nothing.
Daphne sat in the carriage, thinking blankly. Even though they were going to the battlefield, the weather was too clear. She couldn't really feel what war was.
Besides, she was uncomfortable with the maid in front of her. It was unpleasant for Sarah to serve her. Sarah's mood seemed as bad as usual, and Daphne did not bother to talk to her. In this awkward atmosphere, Asherad's visit was welcome.
“Are you okay? Is it comfortable there?”
"Yes."
Daphne nodded. The carriage ride on the rough road was not comfortable. Daphne had brought medicine in case she got motion sickness, but she was cheerful.
“We’re leaving now.”
Daphne nodded. Asherad mounted his horse. His black cloak flapped. The horse and carriage moved, and those who left the palace heard the people’s enthusiastic cheers.
In front were the knights, led by Ioannis, followed by Asherad on horseback. Behind them was the chariot, guarded by other knights. And behind them came the knights of the Count of Locania.
Count Locania smiled as he listened to the farewell speech.
His eyes were still glancing at the carriage Daphne was riding in.
Now, his plan began.
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