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A Mercenary’s Rebirth Among Nobles Chapter 93

Chapter 93

The⁠ North trembled with​‌‌ the great movement⁠​ of the powerful⁠⁠‌ lords.

It​‍‌ was called a banquet, but in​ reality, it was‌⁠ a grand assembly⁠​‌ meant to determine​ the course of⁠ things from that⁠ moment onward. That’s‌‍ why no one‌‍⁠ expected much from⁠⁠ the banquet itself.‍

‘He⁠‌ hasn’t even established⁠⁠⁠ his foundation yet,⁠‌ so it’ll be⁠ something modest.’

‘He​⁠ only called it⁠‍ a banquet in​ name, so it⁠ must be rather⁠​ dull.’

A banquet isn’t organized⁠‍ alone. It requires⁠⁠ everything from simple‍⁠ laborers to all‍‍ kinds of specialists,​‌‌ and ingredients and​​‌ all sorts of⁠ supplies must be⁠​​ provided without fail.​‌⁠

Under‌‌⁠ normal circumstances, it⁠⁠‌ would be impossible​‍‌ to prepare something‌ like that in‌​ Asagrim, a recently‍⁠‌ reclaimed place.

However,⁠ the impact of‌‌​ the city of​⁠ Asagrim alone was​⁠​ enough to erase​ any discomfort.

“My​‌⁠ goodness… is this‌ really the castle‍⁠ our ancestors built?”⁠​

“You​‍⁠ could live here​‌‍ right now. It’s‌​⁠ been a thousand‍⁠‌ years and yet​​​ this sturdiness…”

“I​ never imagined I’d‍ enter the White‌⁠‌ Palace while still⁠ alive! Grandpa, are​‍ you watching me?”‍‌

Regardless​ of the rank‌ of their titles,‌‌​ the lords walked‍⁠‍ through Asagrim unable‌‍‍ to react. Some‌ even cried as‍ they kissed the‌⁠​ ground and the⁠⁠‍ walls.

There‌ were those who⁠​ muttered that it⁠ was nothing but‍‌⁠ a past glory,⁠ but even they‍⁠⁠ couldn’t stop their‌ chests from trembling.⁠

Finally,‌‌‌ the lords arrived‌ at the White​ Palace.

“The‌​⁠ Birne family has‌‍‌ arrived. We’ll take​‌ care of your​‍ carriages and horses,⁠⁠‌ so please leave‍ them with us⁠​‍ for a moment.”​⁠

“…!?”⁠‍

The⁠⁠ servants who suddenly⁠ appeared guided the‍ nobles with impeccable​ manners.

This​ wasn’t the level⁠⁠‍ of someone trained⁠​ for a day​‌ or two, but⁠‌​ that of true‌‍ professionals with decades‌‌ of experience.

Even⁠⁠⁠ the servants hurrying⁠​ around inside moved​ without the slightest‌‍ unnecessary gesture.

‘Where​ on earth did⁠‍ he get these‍​ people? I didn’t‌​‌ even hear about‍‌ him recruiting servants,⁠ let alone trained‌ staff.’

‘There‌ are too many⁠ to have borrowed‍ from another family.⁠ And they’re all‌‌‍ skilled. Each one​ seems top-tier.’

It⁠ wasn’t just the‌‌‍ servants and attendants​ that were surprising.⁠‌ The soldiers guarding‍ the area were,⁠ without a doubt,⁠⁠​ elite troops.

Just⁠ looking at the‍⁠ way a few‍ knights moved, it‍‍ was clear they‍ were anything but‌ ordinary. Then there​‍​ were the dishes​‍‍ being served—absolute luxury.‍

“The​ duke’s capability is‌ impressive. How long‍ has it been⁠ since he recovered‌ Asagrim to be‌⁠ able to prepare‌​‌ all this?”

“Do‍ you really think‍ he prepared all‍⁠‌ this alone? Obviously,‌​⁠ he borrowed it‌ from someone. What‍ capability are you‌‌‌ talking about?”

“Being‍​‍ able to borrow‌ all this is‍‌‌ capability. Would you‌‍​ hand over this⁠ much in resources‌ to just anyone⁠⁠​ without thinking?”

“….”‌

Those​ trying not to⁠‌‌ acknowledge Lucian were⁠‌ left speechless when​‌ that point was​ made.

A lender isn’t foolish—before‌⁠​ handing over a huge sum, they​ verify if the‍​⁠ borrower can pay‌ it back.

If​ someone had provided‌ this much without‍⁠ hesitation, it was​ because they believed‍⁠‍ the other had‌ the ability or‍ worth to repay‍⁠‍ it.

At‌⁠ that point, everyone’s‌‍ thoughts naturally turned​ in another direction.​‌​

‘Was‌ there anyone in‌⁠ the North with‍‍‍ that much wealth?‍‌ Not even Calix‌​‌ could offer this.’⁠

‘If‍‌‌ he had asked​ for it from‌‍‌ various places, rumors​‌‍ would’ve spread. There’s‍​ too much silence.’⁠‍

‘There​‌ are only two​ possibilities—either someone powerful⁠‍‌ nearby is hiding‍ their strength, or‌​ he brought it‌‌ secretly from his⁠ own family.’

For​ those who couldn’t⁠ even imagine magic,​​ let alone spatial​⁠‍ transfer, that was⁠‌ the only logical‍ conclusion.

Every‌⁠‍ time the lords‌ gathered with acquaintances,​​‍ they kept talking⁠ about Lucian’s capability.‌‌⁠

And​⁠ when most of​⁠ the invited lords‌⁠​ had already gathered—​‍

“Welcome⁠⁠‌ to Asagrim.”

From​‌ the center of‌ the storm, Lucian​​ appeared.

***⁠‍

‘A⁠‍ green brat.’

That‍⁠ was the same‌ thought that crossed​‍⁠ the minds of‍‌​ all the northern⁠ lords the moment⁠‍⁠ they saw Lucian.‌ Not just Calix’s​ allies, but even‌​ those who were‌​ favorable to Lucian‌​​ thought the same.⁠

And​ it wasn’t surprising—beyond​‍‌ his abilities, his‍​​ youth was clearly⁠ visible on his​‍ face.

‘So​ it was true,⁠​⁠ he’s sixteen. At​ a glance, he’s‍‌‌ still a kid‌‌ in the middle​‌⁠ of growing.’

‘New​‌​ Year is in⁠​‌ fifteen days, so‍⁠⁠ he’ll soon be‍‍‍ seventeen? And even‍‌‌ so, he’s the⁠⁠​ lord of Asagrim…’‌⁠

‘With​⁠​ those thin arms,‍ he defeated Wolf‍‍ Hunter Harald? Does‍‍‍ that even make⁠ sense?’

Astonishment,⁠⁠ doubt, suspicion, disappointment.⁠‍‍ In the midst​⁠⁠ of all those​ emotions, Lucian smiled.‍

“So​⁠​ quiet. I haven’t⁠​ said a word⁠‍​ yet and there’s‍​ already silence. What‍⁠ happened to your‌‍ greetings?”

“…!”​

“In​‍‍ case you forgot,​ let me remind‌⁠⁠ you I am‍‌ Duke Grimaldi and‌‍ the Border Marquis​‍ of Asagrim. Is⁠‍ anything missing?”

“G-greetings‌‌⁠ to the duke!”​‍

“Greetings‍⁠‍ to the duke!”‍⁠

Startled​ by Lucian’s pressure,⁠ the lords hastily​‍​ bowed. Hearing the⁠⁠ greetings one after‍‍ another, Lucian let‌‍ out a laugh.‌‌

“Good,​ I’m glad to‍ see you all.​‌‌ Welcome to the‍ White Palace! Please​ enjoy yourselves. By⁠‍ the way, is‍​ the food to‍⁠ your liking?”

“It’s‍​‌ delicious. I’ve never‍ tasted anything so‍ excellent.”

Someone​ let out sincere‌‍ admiration. It wasn’t⁠⁠ flattery—in the North,⁠ where food was‌‌ scarce, this kind⁠​⁠ of delicacy was⁠⁠⁠ hard to come‌​ by.

“How‍⁠ did you get⁠​ dishes like this?‌‌ If possible, I’d‌​⁠ like to try‌⁠ preparing them in‍‍ my own territory‍‌ as well.”

Among⁠ the praise was‌ a sharp question.​‍ Depending on his​⁠ answer, they might‍‌⁠ uncover who was‍ backing Lucian.

While‍ everyone held their​‌‍ breath, Lucian answered‌​ with a smile.‌

“What‌ would I have​‍‍ to hide? It’s‍ all thanks to​​​ His Majesty the‍​‍ Emperor’s benevolence.”

“Huh?‌ The Emperor’s benevolence?‌ Moving this many‍ resources would take‌‍‍ time…”

“Spatial⁠‌‌ transfer through a dimensional portal. It’s‍​⁠ a type of​ magic. You didn’t⁠‍‍ know?”

At⁠​‍ the words “spatial​​ transfer,” everyone froze.‌ Did that mean​​ he had moved⁠ all those troops‍‌⁠ and supplies across​ space at once?‌

‘To​ cross that kind‍​ of distance instantly?‌‌ Is that even‍‌ possible?’

‘If⁠‌ it’s true, then‌‌⁠ a massive army⁠‍‌ could appear in‍​ my own backyard‌‌ without warning.’

‘This‌ is insane. I figured he had‍​ some hidden power,‍‌ but I never‍‍ imagined it was‍‌ on this level.’‍‍‍

As​ the lords sank‌‍ into thought, Lucian‌​ raised his voice‌⁠ again.

“Thanks⁠⁠ to that, I was able to​​​ welcome you all⁠⁠ without embarrassment. It’s‌‌ all the grace​ of the Imperial‍ House, so I intend to repay⁠⁠ it with absolute⁠ loyalty to His⁠‍ Majesty the Emperor⁠⁠‌ and the First‍‍ Prince, the rightful‌​ heir to the‍ throne.”

“…!”‌‌​

A new shock swept⁠⁠ through the banquet⁠⁠ hall. Usually, any‌​ mention of imperial​​⁠ succession was a taboo topic.

But​‍​ Lucian spoke openly⁠‍ of the next​ heir. Even the⁠‌ imperial knights patrolling⁠​​ nearby showed no⁠​​ reaction at all.⁠​

That‍⁠⁠ showed not only​ that the Emperor⁠‌ had chosen the‍⁠​ First Prince as​⁠‌ his successor but⁠‌‌ also that Lucian​ supported him.

Amid​⁠‍ the confusion clouding‌ everyone’s minds—

“Your‌‌‌ Highness, your words‍⁠​ are truly strange.”⁠​

Someone​ stepped forward, his‍⁠​ cane echoing against⁠⁠⁠ the floor.

Lucian‌⁠‌ turned his head​ and looked at‍ the elderly man‌ approaching with its‌‌ support. Though it⁠ was their first⁠⁠ meeting, his appearance⁠⁠‍ gave him away.​​⁠

‘Norvek⁠⁠​ Calix.’

The‍⁠ current head of‌‌ House Calix. And‍‌ the thief who‌‍ had shamelessly taken‍ the name of‍⁠⁠ Grimaldi for himself.⁠‌‌

The​ reason Lucian had⁠⁠‌ come to the‌‍⁠ North was now⁠​ standing right in​​​ front of him.‍‌

***‍‌

“….”‍‌​

“….”‌‌⁠

Norvek’s⁠ appearance brought a heavy silence to‍​ the hall. There​​​ wasn’t a single‌ person who didn’t⁠ know the relationship‍ between the two.‍‍‍

One‍‍‌ wrong move, and‍​ a war could‍ break out right‍‌ then and there.‍​​

It‌​ was Lucian who⁠‌ broke the silence,‍⁠ eyeing Norvek with⁠‌ a sidelong glance.⁠

“If‌‍‍ you’re going to⁠‍ speak your mind,‌ wouldn’t it be⁠ proper to give‌​ your name first?”‌

“My‌ apologies. I am​ Norvek, head of​ House Calix. May‌ I say a few words?”

“No,​‍ you may not.‌ So don’t.”

“…Huh?”‌‌‌

Norvek​‌ blinked, completely baffled​⁠ by the unexpected​ answer. Asking for​‍ permission was usually​⁠ a formality; it⁠ didn’t mean the‌‌‌ other party actually⁠‌‌ had the power‌‌ to deny it.​

And‍ yet, Lucian treated‍‌ him as if⁠‍ he were his​​‌ own vassal and‌‍ shut him down‌ without hesitation.

As⁠​​ Norvek fell silent,​ Lucian gave a slight smile.

“Just⁠ by looking at‌‍⁠ you, I already‍ know what you‍ were going to‌ say. That even‍‌ mentioning the imperial​ succession is disrespectful,⁠​ and that we⁠⁠ should take a step back as⁠ before?”

“…!”⁠

Norvek‍​ flinched. It was‍ a direct hit.⁠‌ He had planned⁠‍ to use a conventional argument and‌ act as a spokesman for those‍ who didn’t want⁠ to get dragged​⁠​ into the Empire’s⁠​ internal conflicts.

But⁠‍ Lucian slowly shook‍​ his head, as​⁠ if such reasoning⁠ no longer worked.⁠​‌

“I’m⁠​ here thanks to‍ the Emperor’s grace,⁠‍ and it’s only​‍​ right I repay​‍ that favor. So‍⁠​ what matters is‌‌ not my choice—but‍‌ yours.”

To⁠ support Lucian was‌‌ to be loyal‌‌ to the Empire.‌ To oppose him‌⁠‌ was to oppose‍ the Empire. Whatever⁠‌‍ they chose, it‍‍​ was their decision.⁠‌​

“I’ll⁠ say it one⁠‌⁠ more time. I intend to serve‌ with absolute loyalty‌ to His Majesty‍‍⁠ the Emperor and‍‌⁠ his rightful heir,​ the First Prince.‌⁠⁠ It may be⁠ an overambitious desire​⁠ for a youth,​‌‌ but isn’t that‌‌‌ the privilege of‌ youth?”

Lucian‌ let out a loud laugh as‍ he swept his‍ gaze over the​ lords.

But‌‌ none of them⁠​ laughed. With pale‍‍‍ faces, they only‌⁠​ glanced at each⁠‌ other. The most​‍ pale of all‍ was Norvek.

‘What‌‌ kind of lunatic‍⁠​ is this? Dividing⁠ factions with just‌⁠‍ the word “choice”?’‍

Calix‍ had claimed that,‍​ while they didn’t‍⁠‌ seek independence, a clear boundary with‌‍ the Empire was‌ needed.

Thanks⁠ to that, even​‍⁠ the neutral factions,‍​ not just radicals,​ could become possible‍ allies. What neutrals‌ hated most was​​ the Empire forcing⁠​ sacrifices in the‍ name of loyalty.‍

But‌ with Lucian’s words,‍⁠ all that structure⁠ collapsed.

‘This​⁠ has gone far⁠‍ beyond a simple‍⁠ formality. He’s openly⁠ declared absolute support‍ for the Empire.⁠‌⁠ And by extension,‍‍ I—who oppose him—have⁠‍ become an enemy​‍⁠ of the Empire.’⁠‌​

Once‌‌ that narrative was⁠⁠ established, it was⁠ clear that the⁠‍⁠ neutrals—who until now⁠‍​ could’ve sided with‌ Calix—would completely distance‍‌ themselves.

After⁠ all, what they⁠⁠ hated even more‍ than forced sacrifice⁠ was open war‍ against the Empire.⁠

Maybe‍‌⁠ they wouldn’t support‌⁠‌ Lucian, but they​‍ certainly wouldn’t support⁠‍ Calix.

‘Damn​ it. I thought‍‌‌ he’d keep things​ vague so as‌​‍ not to disappoint​ his own supporters.’‌

He‍‍ never imagined the⁠ level of imperial​ power Lucian would‍‌ reveal there would‌‍​ be so overwhelming.⁠​​ The ability to⁠⁠⁠ transport troops and​ supplies across space⁠‍ itself was absurd.‌‌

If⁠ the Empire wished,⁠ they could erase‌ an entire house⁠ from the map⁠‌⁠ regardless of distance.‍‌

Even‍ the lords who⁠ would normally be‍‍ disappointed by such‌‍‍ an open declaration⁠‌ now had enough‌⁠ reason to see‍⁠ it as a wise decision.

“What’s​‌ wrong with all⁠‌ of you? This‌‍ is supposed to⁠‌ be a banquet,‌‍ and no one’s​ smiling.”

Not⁠ even Norvek’s killing⁠ glare fazed Lucian,​ who looked around‌ with a carefree​​⁠ air.

Some⁠ lords tried to‌ force a smile,⁠ but couldn’t manage‌‍‌ it. One wrong⁠ word could drag⁠ their entire house‌ into the succession⁠⁠ conflict.

How​⁠ could they smile⁠‍‍ in such a situation?

At‍​⁠ the prolonged silence,‍⁠‌ Lucian nodded seriously.⁠⁠

“I‍‌ see. The problem‍⁠‍ must be a lack of entertainment.‍‌ I focused too‌ much on the⁠ food and overlooked‌ that detail. But⁠​‌ I’ve prepared something⁠​‍ fun for you.”​

The‍‍​ lords flinched instinctively.​⁠⁠ Just imagining what‍​ might come out‌‌ of his mouth‌⁠​ next sent chills‌ down their spines.‌‌‌

Clearly⁠⁠ enjoying their reactions,⁠ Lucian exclaimed.

“The​ Hundred-Day Hunt!”

“…??”​​

The‌ lords exchanged confused‍‌ glances. Did he‌ really mean that‌ Hundred-Day Hunt?

“Your‍ Highness, do you⁠‌‌ mean that tradition⁠ where you wander‍ the snowy mountains​ for half a month without provisions?”‍

“Exactly.⁠​‌ And funnily enough,‍​ it wasn’t even‍⁠ my idea—it was‍ a proposal from‌‌ Calix.”

Immediately,​‍‍ all eyes turned‍​ to Norvek. Under​‌ the storm of​⁠​ gazes, he clenched​ his teeth. Even‌ if the assassination‍ succeeded, this would‌​‌ make Calix the​ prime suspect.

“Originally,​⁠‌ Calix was going‍‌ to host it,⁠ but now that‌‍‌ we’ve recovered Asagrim,‌ I’ve decided to​‌⁠ hold it myself‍​ in the surrounding​ area. This kind⁠‍ of event isn’t​ fun without a rival, so I’m​‌ glad Calix is‌⁠‍ participating.”

At⁠ Lucian’s radiant smile,​⁠ Norvek gripped his‍‌​ cane until it⁠⁠⁠ creaked. It was‍⁠ a clear warning—if‌‌⁠ they tried to⁠​‍ assassinate him, all⁠‌ suspicion would fall‍​ on Calix.

‘But​​ boy, you’ve made‌ a mistake.’

If‌‍ he did nothing,⁠⁠ House Calix would‍ collapse. In that​​ case, even if‍‍‍ he had to‍‍ resort to extreme‍‍ measures, there was⁠‌ no choice but⁠⁠ to act.

Forcing‍​ a smile, Norvek‌‍‍ spoke.

“It’s​‍ an honor to‍​ revive an old‍‍ tradition alongside Your⁠‌⁠ Highness. I hope‌​⁠ it will be‍​⁠ a fair occasion⁠​ where we can‌⁠​ test our skills⁠‍ in good spirit.”‍⁠​

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