I can see emperor stats-Chapter 32
northern front line
"majesty! It seems to have arrived. That place is Valdes Fortress.”
A full week after leaving the capital via the development base Stefan.
Julius finally arrived at Fort Valdes, which could be said to be the northern command tower.
While the player Sharnos the Great built the empire, he was able to conquer the fertile central and southern regions, but he could not conquer only two places.
It was the northern mountains centered on Valdes Fortress and the desert area centered on the Southern Desert Kingdom, but the characteristics of the two difficulties were one.
It is said that the resistance of the natural fortress and the native people who made use of the geographical advantage is stubborn.
Valdes Fortress can be said to be the front line to stop the aliens from the north.
Lord Haines, who is not yet accustomed to the cold of the north, trembles little by little.
“It's really cold. They say that northern knights hardly ever wear armor, so that's understandable.”
“Since more than half of the year is the season when it snows, it must be terrifying.”
Lord Haynes and Julius grumbled as they entered the fortress.
“Meet Your Highness, First Prince of the Empire!”
As soon as he entered, hundreds of knights lined up on his left and right to greet him with a booming voice.
And at the end of that row, there was a person that Julius really wanted to see.
"haha! I don't know if you remember Your Highness, I haven't seen you since I was young and haven't said hello for a while. My conviction is Anderson.”
The owner of the voice was, in a word, a giant.
With a height of more than 2 meters, the width of the shoulders is likely to be twice that of most adult men.
He greets Julius with a hearty laugh.
Of course, Julius was also happy inwardly.
'It still looks more like a bandit than a knight.'
A giant with an overwhelming body, bulging eyes, and a beard that grew haphazardly.
If it weren't for the knight's uniform he was wearing, he'd certainly look trustworthy even among the northern barbarians here.
However, the gaze of Julius looking at him is infinitely affectionate.
'It's been a while too. I'll have to build a good relationship this time too.'
Marquis Andersson was the only one among the four superhumans of the empire who sided with him. He and the knights of the north are the driving force that has allowed him to endure the civil war for over a decade.
'The northern knights are rough because of the environment, but one loyalty is true!'
This was the evaluation of the northern knights he had made in his previous life.
Because the Empire is such a large country, the frontlines on which troops are deployed are also quite wide.
In particular, it didn't matter in the west where there were many allied countries, including the triforce, or in the east, which was the sea, but in the case of the north and south, they were willing to spend a lot of material and human resources.
Among these, the most painful expenditure was the input of the articles.
Knights who could handle the force were high-quality personnel, and it is safe to say that more than half of the Empire's knights were deployed in the northern and southern regions.
However, the knights who were put into the northern and southern regions showed quite different tendencies even though they were treated as high-class personnel.
First of all, if you look at the knights of the South, they were many people who were raised with sufficient support in a wealthy environment. It is also true that the southern part of the empire is the stronghold of the anti-communist faction.
Knights who were born into an aristocratic family and took an elite course were the mainstream.
On the other hand, the knights of the north are different.
'The North is cold, rugged, and has many undeveloped backcountry areas.'
'I heard that there are frequent battles with barbarians.'
If you are an elite who has taken a normal course, it is an environment that you have no choice but to be reluctant to do.
Therefore, there were quite a lot of knights who were fortunately from commoners who had completed the academy, or knights who were demoted because they were half gambling or disliked in the power structure to build merit.
Of course, the knights from the north and south were not on good terms with each other.
'A northern knight? Isn't it a place where lowly things are placed? They don't even have the dignity or dignity of a knight!'
'Hmph, the stuffed pigs in the south aren't knights, they're skinny guys with flashy armor! How many opportunities do I have to draw my sword on a regular basis for a knight?'
Of course, Julius thought there was truth in both sides' words.
Certainly, the knights of the north are rough, and the knights of the south tend to lack practical experience.
'But I can't ignore the environment in which they grow up.'
He never disparaged the knights of the South.
This is because Julius also had a noble status, and he knows best how great the merit is to receive training in a good environment while growing up.
In order to persuade the knights of the north, who have been rough-trained by their harsh real-life experience, Julius needs to come up with a plan of his own.
'Marquis Andersson is a typical northern knight. That will give me a chance to get acquainted with them.'
As Julius thought, Marquis Andersson welcomed Marquis Andersson outwardly, but when the news of his coming to the north reached Valdes Fortress, he had to worry a lot.
'It seems that His Highness the 1st Prince underestimates the North too much. If you come, you'll have to suffer properly.'
Marquis Andersson was not only strong and loyal, but contrary to his appearance, he was a knight who had sufficient heart and fair judgment.
It was not that he was entrusted with the emperor's trust in form and was in charge of the empire's Marshal.
He never had the heart to give preferential treatment as a prince.
'If he came to steal only the credit made from our hard work while enjoying a good meal, he would have to regret it.'
He nodded his head for a long time, and finally made a decision.
“Call Lord Linfield.”
“Did you call?”
“You must have heard the news.”
The face of the knight called Linfield was slightly tense.
“The news is that His Highness the First Prince is coming here.”
"okay. I'm sure you can guess why I called you.”
Lord Linfield sighs in front of his superior, the Marquis Andersson. It would be frightening to a normal knight, but it is not uncommon in the North.
“Other colleagues would have a hard time matching His Highness.”
“Yes, it would be difficult unless you had experience in the Central Knights.”
Linfield was a representative of Marquis Andersson's trusted confidant, as he was from a noble family with his own bones, which was rare among the northern knights, and he had a fairly good brain.
“I plan to appoint you as the sub-captain of the squad that will be entrusted to His Highness. It may be difficult, but this is also for the sake of the empire, so please help the prince adapt.”
“It is rather an honor for me to be able to serve the prince. Thank you for entrusting me!”
Of course, Linfield wasn't too keen on the task either, but what if the Marquis Marquis asked for it himself?
'I guess I'll have to take it easy for now.'
Linfield was well acquainted with the habits of those who were brought up as nobles. He can't help but sigh, anticipating that he will probably be the first to receive the prince's fiery wrath.
It started with the dorm.
“I am only sorry to have you in such a shabby place.”
Although the size of the room Julius was shown to was quite large, the inside was extremely cold. A large stove installed in the center of the room and a few pieces of furniture, including a bed, are all.
Although Valdes Fortress was a large castle, it was a fortress that prevented invasion by foreign enemies. Looking at the splendor of the interior, it was less splendid than the mansions of small and medium-sized aristocrats.
'It must be starting soon.'
When Linfield was preparing a thousand excuses in his mind, expecting that the prince's complaint would explode right away... … .
“It's just the right size for single use. Say thank you to Marquis Andersson.”
'uh?'
Linfield is greatly embarrassed.
To be honest, even a nobleman himself would think it was too much if he were asked to stay in a room like this, but wasn't the prince's reaction too plain?
On the other hand, Julius' thoughts were focused on the knight named Sir Linfield, who was in charge of this guide.
'Did you say Lord Linfield? He's a talented person who looks quite usable.'
'Stat window!'
[Gareth Linfield]
Occupation: Mid-level knight, mid-level staff
Muscular B+ Agility B Intellect B- Mental B+ Force Aptitude B- Force B
Alignment: good, loyal, flexible
[characteristic]
Swordsmanship (B+)
Julius quite liked this article called Linfield.
'He's a different type of knight than Sir Haynes.'
They look similar in age, and their skills look similar to those of Lord Haines before being taught by the Marquis of Carlos.
But aside from that, what Julius paid attention to was his intellect.
'Your intellect is quite high, which is rare for a knight in the North?'
Although he had more appropriate armed forces than the assault captain fighting on the front lines, he was a talented person with enough intellect to be used as a staff member right next to the commander.
'I think Marquis Andersson is quite a moderate person... … . It's probably a pity that he turned it to me to please me, right?'
Julius is a person who spent half of his previous life as an emperor, fighting with knights from the north. He can, of course, roughly guess how his sudden appearance will feel in the North.
'There will be no good feelings.'
So, from the beginning, Julius needed to break the preconceived notion that he was out on a tour to make a mark.
“Did you say your name was Lord Linfield?”
"Yes that's right. majesty."
At the sudden call of Julius, Linfield feels that what is to come has finally come.
The first remark was, of course, a line intended to sarcastic him.
'Please let me pass without a hitch... … .'
However, the words that came out of Julius' mouth were completely different from what he expected.
“Before I came to the North, I heard that knights entering the North for the first time go through a so-called 'reporting ceremony', is that true?”
"yes? ancient! That's right."
Julius smiled in contemplation. This is the beginning.
“Then, the knights who came with me also need to receive it, right?”
"That's right. However, if His Highness wants it, I don't think it's necessary."
Answering Linfield, he made a questioning expression.
'Where did you hear that?'
In fact, most of the knights who come to the north come without even knowing that such a thing exists.
"hmm… … . I don’t know the details, but I don’t mind making everyone skip it if everyone has to pay.”
Julius brought several more knights to escort, including Sir Haines. They also need to adapt quickly to the North.
'In order to do that, the declaration ceremony must be essential.'
Julius got to the point.
“Then it doesn’t look like I, who brought them, is into it. May I also participate in the declaration ceremony?”
“… … !?”
Linfield is so surprised.
The ceremony was actually one of the unavoidable ways for knights from the warm south to quickly get acquainted with the north, but it was hardly recommended to the prince.
“Your Highness the Prince! I'm sorry, but the ceremony is too inappropriate for a noble person to do. I don't know if it's a knight, but the prince doesn't have to follow me... … .”
“Hey, are you saying you want to treat me special right now?”
“It is not like that… … .”
Julius spoke proudly.
“I am also a warrior who has been trained as a faithful knight for over ten years. It makes me more curious about what it is.”
'Prince, it's not that easy.'
Linfield's outfit seemed about to burst, but Julius never gave up.
“Then tell the marquis something. I hate special treatment!”
'ruined!'
If the real prince were to do such a thing, he and Marquis Andersson would probably have an uncomfortable relationship the whole time the prince was here.
'Huh, what should I do with this?'
Linfield had been prepared from the first day the prince came, but at the thought of something bigger than he expected, his head pounded and he headed towards the marquis.
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