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A Mercenary’s Rebirth Among Nobles Chapter 47

Chapter 47

Lucian​⁠‌ didn’t stop there.⁠ Looking around at‍ the other lords,​‌ he added.

“The‍⁠ same goes for​‌‌ the rest of‌​ you. Even if⁠⁠ the advice was‌⁠‍ offered in loyalty,​⁠ it ended up‍ offending the commander-in-chief,‌ His Highness the‍​ First Prince, and‌⁠​ you must bear‍‍ the consequences. There’s​ no need for​​‌ anyone to defend‌‌​ me.”

“Ah,‌‍ no…”

“Still…”‌

“I’ll‌​​ say it again—I‍ understand this decision⁠​‍ and I accept‍ it. So I’d‍ appreciate it if⁠‍‌ nothing unnecessary is​‌ said.”

With​ that firm warning,‍ Lucian exited the‌‌ tent, and the​ color drained from⁠ the lords’ faces.⁠

Though⁠ spoken in gentle​‌ words, it was‌ nothing less than‌⁠ a clear warning:‌​⁠ if they tried‌‌‌ to put him‌​ at the front⁠‍ again, he wouldn’t⁠​ let it slide.⁠⁠

Under​ those conditions, there​ was no longer​⁠​ any way to​⁠‌ try to change‍ the First Prince’s‌‌​ mind under the⁠‌ pretense of benefiting​⁠⁠ House Valdeck.

‘This‌​⁠ is madness. What‌ are we supposed​ to do now?’​

‘What​‍ else? All that’s​⁠‍ left is to​‌‌ pray to the⁠⁠ eight gods of⁠‌‌ the sky.’

‘Maybe⁠‌​ it’d be better‍‍⁠ if I angered​‍‍ His Highness too‍ and got myself‍ pulled out…’

‘You‍ want your whole‌‌​ house blacklisted? Don’t⁠‍ be stupid. Sit⁠ tight.’

Amid​ the murmurs of‍​​ the lords, the​⁠⁠ marquis stood up,​ staggering.

How‍​ the hell had⁠ it come to⁠‌‌ this?

At⁠ first, his only​ goal had been⁠‍​ to end the‌‍‌ war quickly and​‍ minimize expenses.

But⁠⁠​ now, it was​ no longer about⁠‌ money or anything⁠ like it—he was‍‌⁠ about to watch‌ the elite troops‍ of his house​ be wasted for​ nothing.

‘If⁠‌ only I hadn’t‍ been so hostile‍​ from the beginning…’‌​‌

If‍​‍ he had even‌⁠‌ slightly acknowledged the‍ validity of Lucian’s‍‌‌ words, even with​ empty pleasantries—

If‌‍⁠ he had said⁠ he understood the​​ concern and maybe‍⁠ retreating was better—⁠​

If​ he had done⁠⁠ that, he could’ve⁠ taken that very​ stance now without⁠​‌ issue.

But‌‌‌ after openly opposing‍ Lucian in front​ of everyone, that‍‍‍ option had completely‌ vanished.

Now,‍⁠‌ no matter what​‍‌ happened, he had‍ no choice but⁠ to follow that‌​⁠ incompetent First Prince.‍‌

‘…Now⁠ that I think‌‌​ about it, wasn’t‌‌‌ there a saying‍ that a lord‍ who’s too smart‌‌‍ or too foolish⁠‍ is never good‌​‌ for his vassals?’​‌

The‍ marquis recalled a phrase his father​ had taught him‍‌⁠ long ago.

A smart lord controls‍ his vassals completely.‌

A foolish lord drags‍ his vassals into​ the pit he‍ falls into.

Most‍‍​ of his late‍ father’s advice had⁠ become life lessons,​ but he had⁠ never fully understood‍ that phrase.

He⁠ always thought the‍ dumber the lord,‌ the easier it⁠‌ was to manipulate​‍ him.

‘Is‌ this what he‍​⁠ meant…?’

The‌​​ marquis let out‌‌ a hollow laugh⁠⁠ at the sight​‍ of himself being⁠​‌ dragged into the‌‍ pit.

Having‍ backed the First​​ Prince thinking he‌​ would be easy‌​‍ to control had‌‍‌ completely backfired.

It‌⁠ was all the‌ result of his‍⁠‍ own choices.

All‍‌ he could do​ now was pray​ that the pit‌ wasn’t too deep.​‍

***​⁠

Despite⁠⁠ the First Prince’s‌‍⁠ abuse, no one⁠‍ came to Lucian’s​‍​ defense.

Or,‌​ to be precise,‍​‍ even if they‌‌ wanted to, they‍‍‍ couldn’t.

Neither‌ the First Prince,‍ who had given⁠ the order, nor‌⁠ Lucian, who had​‌ been affected by​ it, wanted anyone⁠‌ to intervene.

If⁠ someone tried to‍‍ defend him, they’d⁠‍‍ be marked by‍‍‍ both sides.

And‍‍ so, the lords‍‍‌ had no choice‍​​ but to watch​‍ as Lucian was​‍‍ pushed aside, swallowing‌​ their frustration.

All‍‍‍ except one.

“Brother,⁠​ this isn’t right.”‍​‌

The​⁠⁠ next day, just⁠⁠ as they were​ preparing to discuss⁠ the army’s next‍‍​ movements, the Second⁠ Prince—who had remained‍ silent until then—stepped‍​ forward.

As​⁠ he straightened the‌‌ back he had‌‍⁠ kept slightly hunched,​⁠​ his imposing height⁠⁠ and presence became‍‌‌ clear.

At‌‍‌ the sight, the‍‍ First Prince scowled⁠ harshly.

“What‍⁠ now? You’ve stayed⁠‌‌ quiet all this⁠‍ time, and now‍⁠ you’re making a scene?”

“At‍‍⁠ first, I thought​ after a day⁠​⁠ passed, elder brother,⁠‌​ you would calm‌‌ down and retract​ the order.”

“And⁠‌ since I didn’t,⁠​ you’ve decided to⁠ step in? With​ what authority? Do‍⁠ you even hold‌‍ a position to​​ do that?”

The⁠ Second Prince had​⁠ accompanied the First⁠ Prince only as‌‍‌ support, without any​‍ official position.

In​‌ rank, he was‍ just below him,​ but he had‌‍⁠ no right to‍​‌ interfere in military​ decisions.

Even​ so, the Second​​ Prince was not‍‌‌ intimidated and met‍‍ his brother’s gaze.‌‍

“I​⁠ don’t hold an​‍⁠ official position. But‍‌‍ as a member​‍‍ of the imperial‌ family, it is⁠‍‌ my duty to⁠‌‌ step in when‍ you stray from⁠‌⁠ the right path.”‍‌

“What‌‍ did you just‌​ say? That I’ve‍ strayed from the‍⁠⁠ right path?”

“Yes.‍ House Valdeck, the‌⁠ greatest contributor of‍ military merit and‌‌⁠ the most loyal‌⁠ vassal of the‍‌‍ Empire—even if they⁠ had made a mistake, they should​‌ not be treated‌ this way. And⁠ yet, just for‍ speaking the truth,‍​​ you’ve cast them⁠ aside. I beg​​⁠ you to reconsider⁠‍⁠ your order.”

“Are‌‍⁠ you lecturing me‌‍ now? Suggesting that⁠‍ you know the​ right path and‍ I don’t?”

The‍‍​ First Prince shouted,‍​ completely enraged, but⁠ the Second Prince‍​​ didn’t back down.⁠​‍

Instead,‍⁠ as if to​‌‍ prove his sincerity,‌‌​ he dropped to‍‍ his knees and⁠‍ raised his voice​‍‌ even more.

“People‌‍ are not perfect.‍‍​ Sometimes it takes‍​​ courage to listen‍​‍ to those around‌ us and correct​​⁠ a wrong decision.”‌

“Shut‌⁠ up! From the⁠ sound of it,⁠‍‌ you’re scared that‌‍ House Valdeck’s forces​‌​ have withdrawn. If‍‍​ you’re so scared,‌ then you stay‍ in the rear‌​ too! I’ll handle⁠‌​ everything myself!”

“Brother!”​

“Prepare‍​ for the march!‍ We’ll advance as‍ fast as possible,‍ secure drinking water⁠ at the next⁠‌ village, and then‍ march straight to⁠⁠ Bodium to take⁠ the fortress!”

As‍‌ if he didn’t⁠ want to hear​ anything more, the​​​ First Prince brought⁠ the war council⁠ to an end.‍‍

The‍⁠⁠ sudden dispute between‌ the two princes⁠⁠‍ left the feudal⁠‍ lords wearing uncomfortable⁠⁠ expressions.

They​ would never have‌‌ imagined that the‍​ Second Prince—who had‍ until now stayed⁠‌ quiet and out⁠⁠​ of the spotlight—had‌‍ such a side‌​ to him.

‘What⁠‍⁠ was that? A sincere attempt at‍ counsel? Or a ploy to stand‌​ out by seizing​⁠ the moment?’

‘I‍ don’t know if‌ the Second Prince‌⁠ desires the imperial‍‍‍ throne, or if‍​ he truly has⁠ no ambition for⁠‍⁠ power.’

It⁠‍ wasn’t a trivial⁠‌​ matter—it was far⁠⁠⁠ too serious to​‍​ be talked about⁠​ lightly, so there‌‌ were no murmurs.⁠‍

Amid‍​​ that uncomfortable atmosphere,‌ the feudal lords‌⁠‍ quietly left the​‌⁠ tent one by⁠ one.

Lucian‍ also stepped out,‌‍ blending in among⁠‌‌ them.

“Duke​⁠ Lucian.”

The‍ Second Prince, Cedric,‍‌‌ approached Lucian with⁠⁠ an apologetic expression.⁠

Lucian‍‍ immediately bowed his​ head to him.‌⁠

“My‌​‌ respects to the​‌‍ Second Prince.”

“No‍⁠ need to be‌⁠ so formal. I came precisely to⁠ apologize, and if‌‌ you bow like​⁠ that, you’ll only​⁠​ make it harder‍​ for me.”

“Apologize?⁠‌​ Why would Your‌⁠⁠ Highness apologize to⁠‌‌ me?”

“I‍‍‍ wanted to say‌‌ that I’m sorry‍ I wasn’t able⁠ to restore your⁠⁠⁠ honor. Forgive me.”​

“There’s​‍‌ no need for‌‌ concern.”

“How‌‍‍ could I not‍⁠‌ be concerned? A loyal servant of‌‍ the Empire was​ treated in such‍‌ a way…”

“That’s⁠ not what I meant.”

Lucian​‍ gave a faint‌‍‌ smile at Cedric’s‌‌ continued apologies.

“I‍​​ meant that I’ve​​ already achieved my⁠ goal of being⁠​​ reassigned to the⁠ rear guard, so‌‍ there’s no need​‍‌ to say anything⁠ further.”

“…!”⁠⁠​

For‌​‌ a moment, Cedric​‌ froze in place.‌​

Just⁠‍‌ as he was‍ about to grow⁠​‌ angry and ask⁠​‍ what he meant‍ by that, Lucian‍‌ added:

“The‌‌⁠ First Prince is⁠​ walking a truly‍​​ dangerous path. Now​​ that the Great​​ Accord has been⁠​ broken, we don’t‍​⁠ know how the​​⁠ enemy will react—and‍ yet he’s marching‍ straight into their⁠ trap.”

“Are‍ you implying that⁠‌​ I used you‌‍ to guarantee my​​‍ own safety?”

“At‌⁠⁠ the very least,​‌ you must have​‌‌ heard that I didn’t want to‍​ be defended. Even‌‌ if you hadn’t,⁠​ someone as perceptive​⁠ as Your Highness‌‍ would have known‌‍‌ it.”

“Duke‌ Lucian, I fear​‌‌ you are gravely‌ mistaken.”

Cedric⁠⁠ looked Lucian in​‍‍ the eye and​‍‍ spoke firmly.

“I​​​ stepped forward only‍⁠ out of fear​ that the relationship‌‍ between sovereign and​ vassal would suffer⁠‍ irreparable harm. I didn’t do it⁠⁠​ to use you‍ for my own⁠ safety. I don’t⁠ care if you‍‌‌ take offense—but I would hate for‍ you to believe‍ I used you.”​

“If‍‍‌ it displeased Your​​ Highness, I offer⁠‍ my apologies. However,‍ since things have​⁠⁠ come to this,‍‍‌ I suppose I should begin preparing​⁠‌ for the march​ as well.”

“Preparing‌‌ for the march?⁠‌ But by my‍‍ brother’s order, you‍‍ must remain in‌ the rear guard.”‌‍

“But‌ that won’t be‌​ the case for‌‌‌ long, will it?‌‌ If the order​ comes, I’ll be‌⁠‌ ready to deploy‌​ as a reinforcement⁠ at any moment,​‌ so please don’t⁠ worry.”

With⁠⁠⁠ those ambiguous words,⁠ Lucian turned and​‍‍ walked away from‍‍ Cedric.

Cedric‍‍ didn’t take his⁠⁠‌ eyes off his⁠‌⁠ back until he‍‍ had completely vanished‌‍​ from sight.

***‍

A while later, after‍‍‌ Lucian had left,​‌⁠ Cedric loosened his‌‍ tense expression and‍ let out a sigh.

“Lucian⁠‌ Valdeck… is a truly terrifying man.”‌​⁠

— Terrifying, you say?‍​‍ In my eyes,​‌ he’s just an​‌ arrogant man. One‌ who failed to‌⁠ recognize the true⁠​⁠ value of his‌‌‌ lord and jumped‍​​ to conclusions on​​​ his own.

Cedric’s⁠ shadow twisted, and‍​ a low voice‌⁠ emerged as if‌ someone were hidden⁠ inside it.

It‍​​ was an eerie​‍ scene.

Cedric​ walked slowly toward​‍‌ a secluded corner‍‍ and replied to‌ the shadow.

“Arrogant?​ What a strange⁠‍ comment. In the‍​ conversation just now,​‍ it was precisely⁠‍ my arrogance that​ he pointed out.”⁠

— …Forgive my ignorance,‍​⁠ but I find‍‌​ it difficult to⁠​ understand your words,⁠⁠ my lord.

“Anyone​ with a little​‍ intelligence could have⁠‌ deduced that I was using him.‌ But realizing what‌​​ would come afterward​ is something else⁠⁠ entirely.”

— What do you‍​ mean, what comes⁠‍ afterward?

“Rescuing‌ my brother.”

Everything⁠⁠ had already strayed‍​​ from the original‍​ plan.

Could‍‍ the First Prince,‍‍‌ Claude, really suppress‍ the rebellion by‌ relying solely on‌​⁠ the size and​ quality of his‌⁠​ troops?

“It’s‌ impossible. Even if​ no one dares‌ say it aloud,⁠⁠ everyone knows. This‌ campaign to suppress⁠ the rebellion will‍⁠ fail. My brother⁠⁠​ will be defeated.‍⁠‍ The only question​ is how badly.”⁠

If‍ the enemy were‌‍‌ to defeat the​ coalition and capture‍ Claude alive, it‌​ would be ideal.‍

But​ what if, blinded‍⁠​ by resentment, they‌ lost their minds​ and beheaded him?​⁠

Cedric⁠⁠‍ didn’t even want‌⁠ to imagine such⁠‌ a situation.

“If‍⁠​ it ended with⁠ the Empire losing​​ prestige, we’d still⁠⁠⁠ be lucky. In⁠ the worst-case scenario,⁠ His Majesty would⁠‍‍ go mad with⁠ rage and raze⁠⁠ Kreppelt, draining the‍ last of the​ Empire’s strength. And⁠ after that, what​ do you think​ would happen?”

The‍ Empire was already⁠‌‌ short on resources.​

If⁠ it recklessly tore⁠⁠ away its last⁠​ remaining supports out‌‍ of anger, it​‌‌ would collapse completely.⁠

That’s⁠‍ why Cedric had​⁠​ to save Claude‌⁠​ at all costs.‍​

As‌​ long as Claude‌⁠ lived, the Emperor​‍‍ might retain some‌‌⁠ sense.

“If‌ my brother suffers⁠ defeat and his​ life is threatened,​​ he’ll come to‍​ his senses and‌⁠ order a retreat.⁠ But just in​​ case, reinforcements must‍​​ be ready at​ the right time.”​

— Don’t tell me⁠⁠⁠ you’re thinking of‍ sending that man​​ as a reinforcement?​

“Not‌‍ just any army.⁠‌​ We’re talking about⁠ the one thousand⁠ elites of House⁠‌​ Valdeck. They’re more⁠‍‌ than enough to⁠‌ rescue a single​‌⁠ brother in danger.”⁠‍​

Having⁠⁠ grasped the situation⁠‍‍ to some extent,‍ Cedric had stepped⁠‌​ back to the​ rear, using Lucian‍ as an excuse.‍‍​

There‌⁠​ was no reason⁠ to stick his‌​​ neck into danger⁠‍‌ and create more‍⁠​ problems.

At‍ the same time,‍⁠⁠ he approached Lucian—who​ held troops under‌‍ his command—with the‌‌ intention of earning⁠ his personal favor.​‌

In⁠ an emergency, asking‌‌‌ for help from‍ someone you’d bonded‍ with was far⁠‌ better than ordering‌‍‌ them with authority.​​

“But⁠ he saw through​​ all of it.​ Not just that‌ I mentioned him‌⁠‌ to pull back,‌​ but that I invoked sincerity to‌‌​ win his favor—and‌‍⁠ that I planned‌⁠ to use that⁠​‌ favor later to‍ ask him to⁠‌⁠ rescue my brother.”‌

— …

“When⁠⁠ he said at‍‍​ the end that‌‍ he’d prepare for‍ the march, he‍⁠ was mocking me.⁠⁠ As if to⁠ say, don’t pretend⁠‌​ to be sincere‌‌ after doing something⁠​ you didn’t even‍ want to do.‍ That there’s no⁠‍ need. That when‌‌⁠ the time comes,‌‌ he’ll send the‍‌ troops without complaint.”⁠​‌

Cedric‍​​ let out a deep sigh and⁠ looked up at​ the sky.

Had​ anyone ever seen​​ through his schemes​​​ so completely?

He​‌​ had always thought⁠‍ himself the best‍‌⁠ at manipulating people‌ through strategy.

“Truly,​ the world is⁠ vast. I’m embarrassed‌​ to have believed‌‍‌ I was someone​ special.”

— What will you​​ do?

“What‍​ do I do?​ About Duke Lucian?”​⁠

— If he’s so‌‌ dangerous perhaps it⁠⁠ would be best‍​ to eliminate him‌ ahead of time…‍‌

“Forget​ it. If you‍ reach into a hornet’s nest without​ care, neither of⁠⁠ us will get‍​‍ out unharmed.”

At‌⁠ the shadow’s suggestion,​‌​ Cedric gave a bitter smile.

Lucian‍​ was a man‍‌ who, after unraveling‍ all of Cedric’s‌‍‍ intentions, had stood‍‌​ before him without‍​ hiding anything.

If‍‌⁠ he had been⁠‌‌ that open knowing‌​⁠ he’d be monitored,‍‌ he undoubtedly had‌ countermeasures in place.‍⁠​

“If‍ he became an‌‍‌ enemy, he’d be‌⁠ more dangerous than⁠ anyone. He must‌​⁠ be made into‌‌ an ally—no matter​ what it takes.”⁠⁠​

And‌​‌ more than anything,‍ having someone of⁠​‌ his caliber as‍‌ an ally would‌ be a tremendous‌‍​ asset in Cedric’s‌​⁠ path to the⁠⁠ throne.

Cedric’s⁠⁠ eyes gleamed with⁠⁠‍ a fierce hunger‌ for talent as​ he looked toward‍‍ the place where‍‌ Lucian had disappeared.⁠‍​

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