Zither Emperor Chapter 141 Chapter 36 The Battle of Acadia Part 2_1

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But no matter what, from his personal feelings, he was unwilling to accept this fact.

He would rather have failed to annihilate his opponent’s four main corps than to see the Falcon Dragon Knights suffer even the slightest loss!

Martin’s face changed unpredictably, and the air inside his mand tent seemed to solidify.

Those familiar with him knew that their Marshal was probably about to explode in anger.

Xiang Luan also sensed the tense atmosphere and forced a smile, saying, “Marshal Martin, although our losses aren’t small this time, the losses suffered by the Beastmen are even greater.

To exchange a little over a thousand of ours for forty thousand of their elites—this is a great victory!

When we return, I will definitely petition my father, the Emperor, to bestow honors on the soldiers who died and to provide generous pensation.”

Martin slowly stood up, his Purple Star Dragon Knight’s strength making his presence feel almost solid.

Turning to face Feschera and Xiang Luan, he bowed and said, “As Her Royal Highness has said, we have indeed won a great victory.

It can be said that this is the greatest victory since our standoff with the Beastmen of Thor’s Hammer.

Most importantly, we have shattered their plot to launch a surprise attack on Priya Plain.

As the true mander of this war, Ye Yinzhu’s contribution is immense.

Although he is just an apprentice Mage with the Milan Magic Martial Academy and a mere trainee in the army, such a great contribution must be reported to the military department for the Emperor’s mendation.”

Hearing Martin’s words, Xiang Luan and Feschera breathed a sigh of relief.

Truthfully, they were a bit afraid of this iron-blooded Marshal.

If Martin insisted on investigating Ye Yinzhu’s role in the deaths of thousands of Dragon Tamers and Falcon Dragon Knights, things would bee plicated.

An officer, when outside, can act independently.

Known for his iron-fisted military mand, if Martin in his rage killed Ye Yinzhu, Xiang Luan and Feschera would have no place to reason.

After all, the Zi Luolan Family holds significant sway in the Milan Empire, and Emperor Silvio would respect his opinions and certainly not punish Martin, who had distinguished military achievements, over a Mage.

Ye Yinzhu felt the discordant atmosphere inside the mand tent and was somewhat baffled.

But he never thought that Martin would be detrimental to him.

Hearing the old Marshal speak of his great contribution, he couldn’t help but respond shyly, “Old Martin—no, Marshal Martin, actually, I didn’t do much.

Without everyone’s help, my individual effort couldn’t have achieved such a good effect.”

At this, Silvio, the grandson of the Zi Luolan Clan Leader and Silver Star Dragon Rider Austin, sneered, “Lucky you didn’t do anything, otherwise, wouldn’t you have to pensate with the entire Dragon Cavalry Corps?”

“Shut up,” Martin roared, startling Austin so much that he trembled, the oppressive force emanating from his grandfather making him feel suddenly suffocated.

Martin’s eyes flickered coldly as he said to Ye Yinzhu, “You’ve done well, truly someone worthy of Miss Anya’s regard.

To miraculously defeat the enemy under such a disparity between our forces.

Whether for your clever bravery or your unique magic, you can be considered one of the best among the younger generation.

However, you sacrificed the Empire’s most important Falcon Dragon Knights, so your fault is not small.

Although your merit outweighs your fault, I will report the truth, and let His Majesty decide.”

Xiang Luan and Feschera understood the Marshal all too well—if not for Ye Yinzhu, the consequences could have been dire.

It was because of Anya that Martin managed to suppress his inner fury.

“I never thought about any merit or fault.

I just didn’t want to see the Beastmen harm my friends and classmates.

Marshal Martin, I don’t believe I have any fault.

Brother Oliveira once said that on the battlefield, victory should be sought by any means necessary, without hesitation!”

“Yin Zhu…” Oliveira was terrified by Ye Yinzhu’s inadvertent words.

He knew all too well what his grandfather’s temper was like, and certainly didn’t dare to face his grandfather’s wrath, now that he had suddenly been labeled the instigator.

As expected, Martin’s gaze immediately turned towards Oliveira, speaking with a hint of sarcasm, “Oh, so Oliveira also has a notable contribution?

Not bad, not bad; it seems that our Zi Luolan family has produced a general who understands military strategy.

You all have merit, so much merit!” his voice suddenly turned into a roar, “Austin, Okaful, step forward.”

The Austin brothers exchanged glances and stepped forward, standing tall and proud.

Martin slowly approached Okaful and asked, “What were my original orders to you?”

Despite feeling panic inside, Okaful responded, “You ordered me to lead a thousand Dragon Cavalry to protect the students of the Milan Magic Martial Academy stationed in Konya City.”

Martin said sternly, “And you?

Why did you run to join the Dragon Cavalry Corps?

By the time I found out, you were already on the battlefield near Holy Heart City.

And you, Austin, as the elder brother, not only did you fail to stop Okaful, you even sneaked back to the Dragon Cavalry Corps with him.

It was your mistake that led to the vulnerability of Konya City.”

“Grandfather, we…” Austin began to explain, only to be cut off by Martin.

“Silence!

You should address me as Marshal.

My orders: Austin and Okaful, you deserted your post, leading to a loss for our forces.

Starting immediately, you are to be stripped of your Dragon Knight titles and detained in the Imperial Capital for trial.

Take them away.”

No one dared to plead for mercy in the face of Martin’s furious outbreak.

Among those present, probably only Ye Yinzhu wasn’t afraid of Martin, but he also wouldn’t plead for them because he thought Martin’s actions were just—the Austin brothers truly had deserted their posts.

Four robust soldiers immediately entered the tent and led away the Austin brothers.

Despite their formidable strength, they dared not resist.

Actually, although Marshall Martin was furious, he still had personal interests at heart.

Had it been any other general neglecting their duties, they would have been executed by him on the spot.

Why bother bringing them back to the Imperial Capital for trial?

“Your Highness Prince, Your Highness Princess, Holy Heart City is a borderland of the Empire, not a place where you should stay for long.

I will immediately arrange for someone to escort you and the students from Milan back to the Imperial Capital, and at the same time, take those two culprits back as well.

Oliveira, take Their Highnesses and Ye Yinzhu down to rest.”

Oliveira breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to glance at his grandfather again, and hurriedly agreed.

Away from the mand tent, Feschera exhaled, “Marshall Martin seems very angry.”

Oliveira forced a smile and said, “When grandfather gets angry, the consequences are severe.

My elder brother and second brother are out of luck this time.”

Feschera clapped him on the shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, senior.

The Emperor won’t truly punish the Zi Luolan family.

After all, both Dragon Knights were trying to join the battle.

If it were me, I probably would have made the same choice.”

Oliveira nodded, then turned to Ye Yinzhu and said, “Yin Zhu, you nearly got me killed just now!

I really don’t know whether teaching you military strategy was right or wrong.”

Ye Yinzhu looked somewhat confused and asked, “I harmed you, did I?”

Seeing his genuinely innocent expression, Oliveira couldn’t find the words to say anything else.

With a helpless sigh, he said, “Let it be, it’s all in the past.

But I must say, you’ve opened my eyes.

I never thought that you would be able to repel the enemy in such a unique way.

Everyone has been wrong about Divine Music Masters; who says you are useless?

I think Divine Music Masters might actually be the most powerful mages.”

Xiang Luan and Feschera nodded deeply in agreement.

In their eyes, Ye Yinzhu was just a Yellow rank Divine Music Master, yet he had single-handedly determined the oute of the entire battle.

From this perspective, who could call Divine Music Masters superfluous?

Just like at the academy, Ye Yinzhu was arranged to share a room with Sura once again.

As soon as he entered the door, an anxious Sura greeted him, “How was it, Yin Zhu?

Marshall Martin didn’t give you a hard time, did he?”

Ye Yinzhu was taken aback and said, “No, not at all!

Why would he give me a hard time?”

Sura breathed a sigh of relief and said, “That’s good.

The Falcon Dragon is extremely important to the Milan Empire.

Since we lost all of them this time, I was afraid Marshall Martin would take it out on you because he couldn’t accept the loss.

You should rest for now.

Have you fully recovered?”

Ye Yinzhu walked to his bed and sat down, smiling as he said, “Pretty good.

My spiritual power is recovering quickly.

Although it was a bit dangerous this time, and those chaotic emotions almost prevented me from retracting my Spiritual Imprint, after recovering, I feel like my spiritual power has improved a lot.”

“Spiritual power improved?

Can it be enhanced through battle?” asked Sura, surprised.

Ye Yinzhu shook his head and said, “I don’t know.

It feels like spiritual power itself is like a pond.

Perhaps because I borrowed everyone’s spiritual power, it stretched the pond, and now that it has mostly recovered, it’s insufficient to fill this expanded pond.

That’s why I feel I’ve made progress.”

Sura laughed and said, “You!

Don’t take such risks next time.

What mages need the most is caution.

All kinds of Magic Elements are actually very dangerous; if not used properly, they can lead to uncontrollable crises.

Here, wipe your face.” While speaking, he handed Ye Yinzhu a warm towel.

Ye Yinzhu paused.

The towel was soft and carried a fresh fragrance.

As he wiped his face, he said, “Sura, you seem different since we left Konya City.”

Sura looked at him with a smile and said, “Do I?

I don’t feel any different.”

Ye Yinzhu laughed and said, “You never used to be so attentive to me before!”

A strange light flashed across Sura’s eyes as he subconsciously glanced at the silver ring on his hand, “Haven’t you already paid me a lifetime’s salary?

Since I’ve accepted it, naturally I should treat you better.”