Kill the Emperor Chapter 140 : Chapter 140

Translator: AkazaTL

Pr/Ed: Sol IX

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Chapter 140 : Tangled Tis

Late at night.

Isabella was left alone in the White Dragon Knight Order Records Archive, rummaging through a bundle of docunts.

Personnel who resided or worked in the Imperial Palace were required to leave records related to their identity.

And that managent was under the jurisdiction of the White Dragon Knight Order.

Therefore, it was not an unusual thing for Isabella, the Vice-Commander of the White Dragon Knight Order, to check the personnel records.

'This part is blocked. This part is erased.'

However, her expression while checking the records was unusual.

The identity records of the person she wanted to check were locked.

In principle, everyone working in the Imperial Palace must leave identity records.

The only exception was if a mber of the Imperial family of a certain status or higher guaranteed the identity.

Additionally, if those records could not be read even with the authority of Princess Isabella, the aning of this fact was clear.

'Why did Brother Suleiman have to lock the identity of Sir Zephyros?'

It wasn't that she didn't think about eting Suleiman to ask the reason directly, but Isabella soon erased that thought.

Her instinct had sent a powerful warning that she must not do so.

It wasn't that Isabella had suspected Zephyros from the beginning.

The first action she took after receiving the intelligence from Hein was to trace back the tracks of individuals who had taken on important positions of a certain level or higher in the Imperial Palace over the years in reverse order.

If there was soone who broke the solemn national law and used the power of the Empire privately.

He would inevitably be holding an important position to so extent.

But,

The only person among her investigation targets whose identity was not clearly guaranteed was Zephyros.

'I can't ask the fourth brother directly, so what should I do?'

Isabella's concern in front of the locked records could only deepen.

To read records sealed by the authority of a Prince, the cooperation of a person with higher authority was needed.

In other words, it ant that for Isabella to check Zephyros's records, she needed the help of the Emperor or the 1st Prince, who was acting on a significant portion of the Emperor's authority.

Of course, both the Emperor and Themia were figures who would be second to none in favoring Isabella.

If she requested help, they would grant her request without a word.

But…….

'……If I do that, Brother Suleiman will find out that I am checking Sir Zephyros's identity. That is not good.'

Isabella could not ask the two for help.

This ti, too, her instinct had sent a warning.

It was a very strange thing.

Isabella had trusted Suleiman all this ti, and when difficult things happened, she went to him first to request help.

Because Suleiman was a reliable older brother who always showed a smile as warm as sunlight.

But why did the thought that she must keep this matter a secret keep raising its head?

"Vice-Commander, are you here?"

When Isabella was lost in thought.

A voice looking for her was heard from beyond the Records Archive door.

"Yes, co in."

"Vice-Commander, it seems you must go to the Knight Order headquarters right now."

The middle-aged knight who ca to find Isabella had a hurried expression, unlike his usual self.

"Did sothing happen by any chance?"

A sense of foreboding for so reason.

And the mont she heard the middle-aged knight's answer.

Isabella ended up furrowing her brow without realizing it.

"It is said that a rebellion led by Gilmore McBride has occurred in the Esper Kingdom!"

***

"You are saying that raids delaying additional support are continuously occurring?"

"That is right, Your Excellency."

"Is the total number or the identity of the raiding bastards still not confird?"

"……I am sorry, Your Excellency."

Kunde, who bowed his head before Gilmore, bit his lip firmly.

'Raiders in 5-man cells who appear simultaneously and stop the support procession'.

Even though a week had already passed since the support problem occurred because of those bastards.

Kunde, who still could not solve that problem, had no face to see Gilmore at all.

Because the fact that the support of troops and supplies was not smooth was his fault, whatever the reason.

"Could it be that the current King or those supporting the current King are behind them?"

"No, that's not it. I guarantee you, there are no people among the regular army of the Esper Kingdom who can carry out such efficient surprise operations with such a small number of people. Yet that foolish nephew of mine has arranged this many moves? It is an impossible thing."

Gilmore, who recalled the appearance of the King who would be lying down with a penetrating wound in his side, showed a cold sneer once and then spoke.

"Are the transport teams being dispersed and moved too minutely? If we augnt the personnel and troops of each transport team, wouldn't we be able to deal more efficiently with raids consisting of a small number of people?"

"As Your Excellency knows, the road between my territory, where troops and supplies are prepared, and this place is too rugged. If we increase the number of personnel here, the movent speed will slow down imdiately."

If there had been enough ti, Kunde would have also prepared a way to transport large-scale supplies at once.

However, because this raising of an army happened so suddenly, he also had no choice but to be insufficient in preparation.

"Then it ans there is no clear way to improve this situation right now?"

Not even half of the support troops and supplies arrived safely at the camp.

Gilmore bit his lip.

"……I am sorry, Your Excellency."

"It's fine. I understand, so you concentrate on the supplies as you are doing now. It is a situation where we are finally grasping the montum of victory only a week after the war began. But if even the supplies that are coming in trickles like now are cut off, we might lose even the montum of victory we finally grasped."

Gilmore turned his gaze outside the tent.

Not far from the ally's camp, the castle walls of the capital, burning and emitting smoke, were visible.

It has already been a week since the civil war began.

The civil war, which was unfolding fiercely around the capital, was only now turning favorably toward Gilmore's side.

'If only there had been support of military provisions and additional troops on ti, we would have already captured the castle and secured the people of McPhein and the Queen Dowager by now…….'

Gilmore, who forcibly suppressed the regret that kept rising, stepped outside the tent.

"Ugh……."

Soldiers groaning while injured.

Gilmore's brow naturally furrowed.

McPhein and his subordinates were infinitely incompetent, but those castle walls protecting the capital were too firm.

As ti passed, much greater damage than expected was occurring.

"His Excellency the Duke has personally co out to the front line!"

When Gilmore personally showed himself at the front line confronting the capital army, the field commanders raised their voices to boost the morale of the soldiers.

"Wah!"

Gilmore, who waved his hand once toward the soldiers letting out shouts, began to recite an attack spell that was as flamboyant and destructive as possible while aiming at the castle wall.

Because for the soldiers suffering from unexpected hunger and a lack of troops, the encouragent delivered by the 'Commander-in-Chief' of gallant appearance was absolutely necessary.

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Creak!

A bowstring pulled to the limit and lips tightly shut.

The mber waited for the signal to co while holding strength in both hands that pulled the bowstring.

"Shoot!"

Whizz!

Simultaneously with Pierce sending the signal to fire, a sharp sound of tearing air echoed in the dense forest.

A fierce montum that shreds the air.

The place the lunging arrow touched was stuck right in the Adam's apple of the horse that was pulling the wagon.

Neigh- sputter!

The horse, whose neck was pierced, collapsed while vomiting blood without even being able to let out a cool cry once.

"It's a raid! It's an enemy raid!"

The commander who was leading the transport team imdiately drew his sword and looked around.

"Smash them!"

Soon, into the commander's view, the appearance of a bald raider running while holding a large club in his hand entered.

"2nd row, take cover at the baggage wagons and provide long-range cover! 1st and 3rd rows, stop those guys!"

There were five raiders in total.

There were fifty personnel in the transport team in total.

Because the mountain path where the transport team stopped was narrow and rugged, it was a difficult terrain to unfold a defensive formation, but the soldiers nimbly took their formation.

Since they had already heard the warning several tis that raids were rampant, they were able to prepare with a proficient appearance.

"Aratchatcha!"

However, truly unfortunately for the transport team mbers, the club held in the hands of the bald knight was too fierce to be parried only with proficient handling.

Snap!

Ugh!

The ti it took for the transport team mbers, numbering fifty, to be cleanly sorted out was only ten minutes.

No matter how thoroughly they prepared, it was impossible to deal with the wolves of Reichart who received special training from Redin in the first place.

From Gilmore and Kunde's point of view, they would have no choice but to resent the transport route that was too rugged and narrow.

"Big brother, are you going to just break a few places for these guys too? Wouldn't it be better to just remove the buds?"

"No. Don't do that. You know our Commander dislikes unnecessary killing, don't you? Just make them lie down for a few months."

Snap!

Pierce and the mbers shared small talk while breaking the joints of the sprawled transport team mbers one by one.

"Tsk, our Commander is truly rciful at tis like this. I prefer pulling out the buds altogether."

Was it thanks to having already accumulated nurous experiences?

The 'fierce hand movents that surely remove them from the battlefield without affecting their lives' were precise to the point of being uncanny.

"Do you think I'm not the sa? Still, the command must be followed unconditionally. And the Commander also said so."

Whether it was with the intention of soothing his younger brothers, Pierce showed a smile that did not suit his grim impression.

And speaking while turning his gaze toward ‘Mahatdur’, where I, Hein Reichart, would have arrived by now, he said.

"That he will end all situations within fifteen days."

***

At the exact ti Pierce and his squad mbers finished a round of work.

The Wind Tail headquarters in the Mahatdur territory, which could be called the main camp of Kunde and Wind Tail, was also facing a great trial.

"Fire! Put out the fire quickly!"

"Uuuugh……."

Smoke rose from all directions and soldiers collapsed here and there in the corridors.

Kunde and his personal guard, and the elite troops forming the core of the rebel army, headed for the capital as soon as the civil war began.

Thanks to that, those who remained here were all soldiers lacking in training.

With such loose troops, it might have been impossible from the beginning to handle the black-haired raider who visited Mahatdur and the elite wolves he led.

"Found it!"

From the mouth of , Hein Reichart, the man standing in the middle of this hubbub, a satisfied voice burst out.

In front of my shadow, which flickered continuously due to the blazing flas, there was a safe whose locking chanism had been blown off entirely, and docunts that Kunde had clearly drafted with great effort.

Truly evidence that clearly shows that Kunde played tricks on Veradora.

'If there is this much justification, the neighboring countries will not be able to find fault with Veradora invading Esper either.'

With this, all preparations for Veradora to intervene in the Esper civil war and demand a just price from them are complete.

'There will be no guys to ddle about Zodiac taking a solid share through this civil war either.'

Truly ticulous, isn't he.

I sneered seeing that docunts proving Wind Tail's attempt to disrupt the prices in Zodiac were piled up on one side of the safe.

"Hendrick, shall we withdraw for now?"

"I understand, Commander! Everyone gather!"

At Hendrick's shout, the mbers who were scattered in all directions performing periter security gathered together.

The Hendrick group, who had escaped the capital imdiately after activating Taygete's berserk spell, joined near the Mahatdur territory.

"Hendrick, I will return to the front line, so you take this and go to Veradora with the mbers right now."

Hendrick, who bowed his head once, received the note I handed over.

"If you go to these coordinates, there will be a secret base of the Veradora royal guard. If you show this token, they will guide you, so send a ssage to Thebaia imdiately."

"I will follow the command, Commander!"

Hendrick, accompanied by his subordinates, began to gallop imdiately toward Veradora.

An appearance reminiscent of a wolf cutting through the darkness.

And in the letter that the lead wolf harbored in his heart, the following content was written.

-Friend, the ti of judgnt has arrived.