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A Mercenary’s Rebirth Among Nobles Chapter 44

Chapter 44

The⁠‍‍ Great Agreement.

It‍ is a set​ of rules to‌​⁠ be respected on​ the battlefield, but‌‌‍ it is neither​‍‍ a formal treaty‍​ nor written law.​⁠‌

It’s‍‍ merely a recommendation‍⁠ proclaimed by the⁠ founder of the‍ Empire and its‌​ first emperor.

However,‌‍ the weight carried‍‌‌ by this Great​ Agreement is immense.‌⁠

‘After⁠​ all, the emperor‍‌⁠ himself upheld it⁠⁠ to the very‌‌ end.’

Though‍ it’s called the⁠ Great Agreement, its‌‌‌ contents are nothing​ extraordinary—no use of‌​‌ poison, no assassinations,‌ no feigning surrender​ to launch a surprise attack, honoring‍​ treaties once signed,‌ and so on.​‌⁠

There‌‌ are various points,‌​ but in essence,‍‍⁠ it is about​ maintaining a minimum​⁠​ level of trust⁠ even during war.​

Because⁠⁠​ if even that‌‌‍ minimal line is​ crossed, war becomes​‌ infinitely more horrific.​

‘The​​⁠ problem is that‌​‍ all of this​​‌ is still just​‌ a recommendation.’

No‍ matter how significant‌⁠ a norm may​‍ be, if someone‍​ decides to break‍ it intentionally, there’s‍​​ little that can⁠​ be done.

That’s‌‍ precisely why the‌​​ Great Agreement was‌‍​ never made into‍‍‌ written law.

If‍ the enemy chooses​‌⁠ not to respect​ it, what good⁠ would a legal⁠‍⁠ code do?

“No‍‍ matter how superior⁠​‌ our numbers and​⁠ troop quality may‍‍​ be, or how‌‍‍ well we know‌‌ enemy terrain, we‍ are marching into⁠‍​ the heart of​‍ Kreppelt. The moment​‌‍ they decide to‍‌ break the Great​‍​ Agreement and use​ everything at their‌​ disposal, not only​​​ will a swift⁠‌ victory be impossible—it​ will become a chaotic and gruesome‌‍ war.”

“Kreppelt​ breaking the Great‌​​ Agreement? Nonsense. You‌ accuse me of⁠‌‌ being too optimistic,‍‌ but it seems​⁠‌ you’re the one‍⁠ detached from reality.”⁠‌

Marquis‍​‌ Bernhardt Roglan scoffed⁠‍⁠ as he looked​ down at Lucian,⁠​⁠ as if doubting‌ he even understood⁠ the meaning of⁠‍ the Great Agreement.‍

“Tell‌‌ me, do you⁠‍ know why the‍‍‌ Great Agreement continues‍ to be honored‍​ even after hundreds​‌ of years? Because‌⁠ the moment one​‌​ side breaks it,‍ hell is unleashed.​ And that hell‍​ hits the weak‍⁠ much harder than‌​ the strong.”

It’s⁠⁠ true that by⁠​⁠ using unrestricted dirty‌ tactics, the weak‌‍ might resist the‌‍ strong—for a time.⁠‌‍

But​ that’s only temporary‌‌ resistance.

If‌‌ both sides employ‍‍​ equally vile means,‌‍⁠ the stronger party‌​ always holds the‌‍ advantage.

They‌ have more resources,​‌ more options, and​​ can strike from⁠⁠ multiple fronts.

How​‌‌ could the weak​ possibly hold out?‍

“And‍​ not only that.‌​‌ The Great Agreement​ also acts as‌ a brake that‍‍⁠ prevents the victor​⁠‌ from mercilessly crushing‌​ the defeated.

If‌‍​ the loser respected⁠​ the Great Agreement,​​⁠ the winner must⁠ also show mercy.”​

Upholding​​⁠ the Great Agreement⁠ is proof that,‍‍ even when they‌ could’ve resorted to​ despicable means, they‌ preserved human decency⁠⁠⁠ to the end.‌⁠‍

That’s‍ why even the‍ victor can’t treat‍‌ the loser however‌⁠ they like and‌‌‌ must issue the⁠‍⁠ most lenient punishment‌‍⁠ possible.

If​​⁠ the crime warranted‍ execution, assets are⁠⁠‍ confiscated; if it​‌​ warranted exterminating the⁠‌ bloodline, only the‌‍‍ direct perpetrator is‍‌‌ executed and it​ ends there.

Ignoring‍ these unwritten rules⁠‍​ and punishing too‌‍ harshly often resulted‍⁠ in scorn from⁠‌ the entire Empire.‌​‌

“To‍‍ break the Great‌ Agreement is to‍⁠‍ forsake even that⁠‌‌ minimal protection. And‍ you think Kreppelt,‌ being the weaker​ side, would do‍ that just to‍‍ win once? That’s​‌ an entirely needless‌‍ worry.”

“Because⁠‍ even if they​‍⁠ lose, the Empire​‍ would still have‍ the strength to‍‌‌ march against Kreppelt⁠‍ again?”

“Would​‍ it not? The‌ Empire will not‌‍ waver from failing‍ once in suppressing‌‍‍ a rebellion.”

They‍‌ might break the⁠ Great Agreement once‌‍⁠ and defeat the‌​ allied army.

But⁠​‌ afterward, with no​‍​ protection left, they‍‍‌ would be crushed​‌‍ by a second‍ or third expedition.‌⁠

And‍‌ then they would‍‍⁠ be shown no​​ mercy.

That‌​⁠ was the marquis’s​‌‌ logic—anyone with a shred of sense⁠‍ would know it’s‍ not worth it.⁠‍

The​‍‍ imperial crown prince‌ also nodded at‌‍ those words.

“Seems‍‍ the discussion is‍​ settled. Anyone else​​​ have something to‌‍‌ add? That… the​ duke’s representative…”

“Brother,​​​ it’s Lucian.”

“Ah,​​‌ right. Sir Lucian.​‌ If you have‍⁠‌ no further objections,‌ I’d like to‌​​ end the council.”​⁠‍

As‍‍‌ if just remembering,‍​ the crown prince​ nodded at the‍⁠ second prince’s prompt.‍‍

To‌ deny the marquis’s‍​ words now would‍‌‌ be tantamount to‍‍⁠ denying the Empire’s‌ strength itself.

However,⁠‌‌ Lucian shook his‍​ head.

“It’s‌⁠​ true that the‌ Empire won’t fall​​​ from a single‍​​ defeat. But if‍‍ uprisings break out‌‌ everywhere at once,​ will we truly​‍​ have the strength​​‍ to march on‌⁠ Kreppelt again?”

“What‌ do you mean?”⁠‍

“That⁠‌ if we lose⁠‍​ even once, regardless‍‌ of the Great‍‍ Agreement being broken⁠​‍ or not, rebellions⁠ could erupt in‍​ all directions. In‌​​ that case, Kreppelt‌ would have no‍​⁠ reason to respect​ the Great Agreement​​‌ either.”

After⁠‍‍ all, if they​‍ manage to defeat​⁠​ the imperial army‍ even once, they​⁠‍ might retain their‍​ independence.

Meanwhile,‌⁠ the Empire would⁠ be stuck in⁠ a quagmire from⁠‍​ one defeat, without​​ the means to​ send another allied​⁠ force.

“And⁠‌​ more importantly, Marquis—you⁠ spoke of a ‘perfect excuse,’ but‌​‌ since when do​ perfect excuses exist⁠ in this world?​ A rebellion is⁠ a gamble with⁠‍ the life of​‌‍ a dynasty and​‍⁠ its ruling elite.‌‍ There’s no sense‍‍ in starting one‌‍ just to test​‌‌ the Empire’s strength.”​​‌

“So​ you’re saying, by‍‍ risking everything, they​ wouldn’t hesitate to‍​‌ use any means.‍ That sounds excessively‍ pessimistic to me.”‍‌

“And⁠ to me, it⁠⁠⁠ sounds like you’re⁠ still far too‍​ optimistic. You take‍‌ it for granted‌ that everything will⁠ go the Empire’s‍ way.”

“And‍ you take the‍⁠‍ worst-case scenario for⁠​ granted.”

“I​​‍ was always taught⁠ to consider the⁠⁠ worst case.”

“Preparing‍‍​ for the unexpected⁠ isn’t the same‍‍​ as being paralyzed‍​ by fear.”

“Enough,⁠⁠ enough, enough!”

Bang,⁠​ bang, bang!

The​ crown prince slammed​​ the armrests of‍‍ his chair.

As‍​ silence fell, he​​ glared back and⁠‍ forth between Lucian​ and the marquis.‌‍

“Did‍‍ I ask you⁠‍‍ here to argue?⁠​‌ Have you forgotten​ that I’m the‌‍‍ one in charge?”‍

“My⁠‍‌ apologies.”

“I‌‌ beg your forgiveness.”⁠⁠‌

Lucian⁠‌ and the marquis⁠⁠ bowed their heads​​ in unison.

The​‍‌ crown prince accepted⁠ their apologies calmly⁠ but shot Lucian​ one last look‍‍ before speaking.

“And⁠ watch your words.​ The Empire is‌‍ not that weak.”​⁠⁠

“If‌​⁠ my words were​⁠⁠ offensive, I apologize.‌⁠​ But since this⁠‍ concerns war—a matter‍ of vital importance‍ to the state—I‌ can’t help but‌​​ consider the worst‍​ case.”

“Oh⁠ really? How admirably‌⁠ loyal of you.”‍

The⁠‍‍ crown prince sneered,‌​‌ but seeing Lucian​‌‌ not back down,​ he clicked his​‌ tongue and looked​​​ around.

“Seems⁠ we have two‌ stances. Marquis Bernhardt​⁠‌ Roglan’s quick victory,‌‍ and Sir Lucian’s⁠‍‍ extreme caution. Which⁠ do you believe‍ is better?”

“……”​

At‌‍​ the crown prince’s⁠‌ question, the nobles‍⁠ fell silent, glancing‌‌​ between Roglan and‌​​ Lucian.

But‌ the silence didn’t‍⁠‌ last long.

“I‌ believe the marquis’s​ opinion carries a bit more weight.”‌⁠

“Sir​‍ Lucian’s reasoning is‍‌‍ valid, but in⁠⁠​ terms of experience…”⁠

“We⁠ can always switch​‍​ strategies if they​ break the Great‌‌ Agreement.”

Hearing‍‌ the opinions tilt‍​ in his favor,‍​ Marquis Bernhardt Roglan⁠ looked at Lucian‌ with a triumphant⁠‍ expression.

The⁠⁠​ crown prince also‌ tilted his head,‌​ as if asking‍​‌ what Lucian would⁠​⁠ do now.

“Seems⁠‌​ the scales tip‌ toward the marquis.”‌⁠‌

“I⁠⁠⁠ merely offer counsel‍‍‍ as a subject.‍⁠ The decision lies‍ with Your Highness.”‌⁠⁠

“Then⁠ let’s go along‌‍​ with it and​‌ adopt the rapid‍‍⁠ victory strategy.”

“If⁠ that is Your⁠ Highness’s will.”

Seeing‌‍ Lucian accept calmly,⁠‌‍ the First Prince⁠ smiled slightly and‍‍‍ raised his voice.⁠‍

“The‍⁠​ strategy is decided!‌ We will march‌‌​ swiftly to Kreppelt’s⁠‍ capital and show‍‌ those dogs the‍‍ power of the​‍ Empire.”

***‍

After‌⁠ the war council⁠⁠​ ended, Lucian let‍⁠‌ out a sigh‍ as he walked‍‌ back to his‌‍‌ tent.

He​ had hoped at‌ least someone would‌⁠‌ take him seriously,⁠ but he hadn’t​⁠‍ expected no one​ to.

“How⁠ pathetic.”

“Don’t‍ be too disheartened.”​‍‌

Hearing​​ Lucian’s sigh, Raymond⁠‌ approached to console‌‍ him.

Though‌‍⁠ he hadn’t participated​‍‌ in the war⁠​​ council, as Lucian’s‌⁠‍ escort he had‌⁠ been close to‌​⁠ the tent and‍​⁠ had heard everything⁠‌ that was said​⁠‍ inside.

“The‍ strategy you proposed​ makes sense, young​ master, but for​​⁠ everyone else, it‌​‍ was too radical.‌ It’s only natural‍⁠ they sided with‌ the orthodox solution‌​​ presented by the​ marquis.”

“What‍ the hell are‌‌ you talking about?​‍‌ Orthodox? What’s so​‌ orthodox about it?”‌⁠​

“The​ one to end‍⁠‌ the war quickly,‌ of course. Isn’t‍​⁠ it common sense​⁠ that the sooner‍‌ a war ends,‌ the better?”

At⁠ those words, Lucian‍​ blinked, then let⁠‌‍ out a soft​‍ laugh.

Then,‍ as if explaining​ something to a child, he began​ to speak calmly.‍‌‌

“Do‌‍​ you know who’s‌‌ paying for this‌​ campaign?”

“Isn’t⁠‌ it Marquis Bernhardt?⁠ I heard he‌​‌ had to take⁠​‍ on the cost‍ because of the⁠‍ incident involving you,​⁠⁠ young master.”

“Then‍ who saves the‌ most money if‍⁠ the war ends‍‍ quickly?”

”…!”‌‍‍

At⁠⁠‌ that, Raymond’s eyes​‍ widened.

He‍​​ had thought they⁠‌ were discussing the‌ most logical military‌‌ strategy, but was⁠‌‍ it really just‌‍ a way for​​ the marquis to‍⁠⁠ save his own⁠​‌ money?

“Then‌ what was the⁠ point of that‍ talk about showing​‍‍ the Empire’s magnanimity​⁠⁠ by granting clemency?”‍⁠

“If‍ the royal family​‌ of Kreppelt disappears,​ chaos will follow.‌⁠‌ Even if there’s‌⁠ no open war,​ the army will‍‍​ have to stay⁠‌⁠ longer to maintain‌ order. And the‌⁠‌ longer they stay,‍ the more money​⁠⁠ the marquis will‍ have to pay.”‌

“So⁠⁠ the reason the‌‌ other lords supported‍ the marquis’s opinion‌ was…?”

“Even‍ if I’m a representative, I’m still​‌‌ just a third​⁠ son—not even the‍ heir—compared to an‌‌ actual head of‍ a noble house.‍​‌ If those two⁠​⁠ clash, who do‍ you think most‍‍ will support? Unless⁠‍​ a house is‌⁠‌ overwhelmingly powerful, they’ll​⁠⁠ almost always side‌‌ with the latter.”‌‌

Raymond‍‌ stared at Lucian,⁠‍ stunned.

He‌ had thought that⁠​ since it was‌ Lucian’s first war‍ council, he hadn’t​​ read the room​​ and got swept​​‍ up by pressure.⁠

But‌ now it seemed⁠‌ he was the⁠⁠ one who hadn’t‌⁠‍ understood anything.

“Actually,‌​‌ regardless of the⁠⁠⁠ marquis’s real intentions,‍​​ it was a perfect policy for⁠‌ the First Prince.‌‌⁠ A swift victory‍‍​ means proving the⁠​ commander’s capability. I’m‌⁠⁠ sure he wanted‍‍‍ to use this‍‌​ chance to earn⁠⁠‍ prestige.”

“So‌‌ this decision was⁠⁠ made purely for⁠ political reasons?”

“Well,‌​‌ I suppose my‍‌‌ proposal did sound‌​ outlandish. From the⁠⁠ perspective of the‌​‌ lords, the marquis’s⁠ plan seemed much‌ more realistic.”

Lucian‌ understood.

The​​ Great Agreement had‍ been upheld for​ centuries.

No​​‌ one would even‌⁠ consider the possibility‍ that it might​​ be broken now.‌⁠‍

“But​​​ the real problem‌⁠⁠ is that, in‍‌ this war, the‌‌‌ Great Agreement will‌‌ be broken.”

In⁠‌ his past life,‍ the Kreppelt rebellion‌⁠​ was so well‌‌ known that no‍⁠ one was unaware⁠‍ of it.

Not‌‍‍ because Kreppelt had‍​⁠ defeated the Empire,⁠‌ nor because it​​ was later wiped​⁠ out in retribution,​​ but because it‍⁠ was the first​​ time the Great​ Agreement—long considered an‌​​ unquestionable rule—was completely​‍‌ violated.

When‍⁠ people asked where⁠‍ the era of⁠‌ chaos had begun,⁠⁠ everyone pointed to⁠⁠ the Kreppelt rebellion.‌

“In‌⁠​ the end, a few years later,‍‌ honoring the Great​ Agreement came to‍⁠‍ be seen as‍‍ the mark of⁠‍ a fool.”

A bitter smile appeared‍‌​ on Lucian’s lips.‌‌⁠

In⁠​​ a way, this‌​ was the starting​ point of all‍​‍ future tragedies.

At⁠⁠ first, since he​⁠ had come this​​‍ far, he thought⁠‍‍ of minimizing casualties‌⁠ for the allied‌‌ army.

But‍‍ now that they‍‍‍ had adopted the‌​ marquis’s plan, Lucian‍ would have no⁠‌⁠ room to intervene.⁠​​

At⁠​ best, he could⁠‌ protect the troops⁠⁠ he had brought⁠ with him.

“Well,‌​ it can’t be‍‌‌ helped.”

He‍ had given them⁠​⁠ more than enough‍​​ chances.

If​‍‌ they had rejected‌ that opportunity out⁠‌‌ of their own‍​​ ambition, all that‌​ remained was for⁠​ them to pay⁠ the price.

Besides,⁠ Lucian had nothing​ to lose from​​‍ this.

Ideas⁠⁠⁠ others don’t understand‍ are often dismissed⁠⁠ as nonsense—but the‍ moment they’re proven​⁠‍ right, the eccentric‌⁠ becomes a prophet.‌

‘I⁠‌​ wonder what kind⁠​ of faces they’ll⁠‍ make when it⁠ turns out I was right.’

With⁠‌ a cold smile,‍ Lucian turned his⁠ gaze toward the‍⁠⁠ tent where the‍​ war council had⁠ just been held.‌

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