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I can see emperor stats-Chapter 37

Assessment after one year

When Julius decapitated the leader, the situation was quickly resolved.

"majesty! No matter how savage the opponents are, it is too dangerous to run directly!”

Linfield hurriedly runs over and examines Julius with a worried look on his face.

'I don't think he was hurt this time either.'

“Ah, sorry.”

Julius scratched his head as if embarrassed, then made an excuse.

“It was an emergency that the wooden fence was about to break, so my body moved without realizing it. It's true that it's a rash act for a commander."

“Next time, you must leave it up to your convictions!”

Haines also rushed in before he knew it and begged by Julius' side.

The two of them were on their way to a quick run after dealing with the alien force users with the knights.

Although they were quite strong, it was not enough to handle those who belonged to the upper ranks among the northern knights, so they were able to successfully annihilate the invading aliens this time.

Still, the fact that they didn't run right away at the beginning of the battle meant that they also believed in Julius' ability to that extent.

He and the two knights had already built up that much trust.

“How is the damage?”

“It is safe to say that there are very few, except for the damage to the fence, and the fact that a few ordinary soldiers were killed or seriously injured while running into the Force users at the beginning of the engagement.”

In a word, it is a great victory with almost no damage.

However, Julius' face instantly turned sad.

“It is a pity that there are casualties. Inform the Marquis and report that we are asking for sufficient support from the bereaved family.”

Linfield, who made the report, also changed to a solemn face.

“I will definitely report that.”

It had already been over a year since he had assisted Julius.

If you say long, it's long, if you say short, it's a short time, but if you evaluate Linfield's mood right now in one sentence, it's like this.

'His Highness Julius is a wonderful person worthy of my life.'

It's not just the quality as a commander or the brilliance of a soldier. The Julius Linfield saw was a superior who set an example for others more than anyone else.

'Someone from the royal family came all the way to the north and had no complaints even after going through this hardship.'

First of all, it was the meal.

“Though things have improved a lot since the road was opened in the north. Before that, there were many times when even the Marquis ate soup for over a week.”

While making a desperate excuse, Linfield cautiously holds out the soup bowl to the prince.

What was inside was moderately dried pieces of beef jerky, hard biscuits, and dried vegetables.

Compared to the luxurious dishes the prince had eaten so far, it was embarrassing to even call it food.

Fort Valdes has gotten better, so food like cooking has come out, but you can't take care of a cook separately, even carrying food in the field.

'No matter how easygoing the prince is than I thought, this time... … .'

“Do you have another bowl?”

"yes?"

“The taste is pretty good. I'm not picky about taste, so don't worry too much.”

Before he knew it, Julius was clearly emptying the soup bowl.

Seeing Lord Linfield with a dumbfounded expression on his face, he smiles wryly.

'In my previous life, I've eaten even worse dishes than this.'

In his previous life, there were many times when he was defeated in battle and ran away desperately, and there were many times when he only ate grassroots porridge for days because of lack of supplies.

Even though they have an appetite accustomed to fine cuisine, after experiencing the worst ordeal, they have no intention of eating food even in the field.

In addition, there was another reason why he could eat such food to his heart's content.

'It's a taste that reminds me of the nostalgic past.'

The North was a very special land to him.

When I was living in the imperial palace, I didn't think of anything special, but when I came and ate with the soldiers, I couldn't help but think of memories of hardships in my previous life.

'A lot of things have changed in this life.'

There were many things that went according to his will, and there are still many things that remain unsolved.

'In this life, I must make sure that those who follow me do not regret it.'

In fact, this was Julius' true goal.

To be honest, being the crown prince or the emperor was fine.

Even if it wasn't for the wealth and glory, it was an environment where you could enjoy such things without wanting to be in the position of a prince.

'The people who follow me and I have a good ending.'

That was Julius' final goal.

After eating, he left the tent and looked up at the night sky.

It seemed that Beatrice, Mareus, Lord Haines, and other people from previous lives with whom he had no connections were looking at him.

'Oh, I'm not even a poet, but I've become too sentimental.'

Julius suddenly realizes that Linfield is staring at him and turns his head away.

“I don't think it's bad to live in the field like this. It has a different flavor.”

And then smile broadly.

Linfield is a person I have never met in my previous life. However, if he believes in him and follows him, of course he is also a person he should embrace.

"majesty… … .”

Linfield just hung his head in silence.

Even after that, Julius' actions were unstoppable. The peculiar thing is that he always asked to be sent to any place where barbarians appeared.

“Isn't the reason why I came to the North to protect the people who have migrated this far? Even if it's a bit dangerous, please don't stop me.”

After Julius successfully completed several missions, Marquis Andersson could only nod his head.

“He is the one with the ability to be the Prince.”

Linfield's report also became concise at some point. There's no other way to describe it, it just means great.

“If His Highness the Prince is such a person, then I am willing to provide support.”

In recent months, there have been so many mobilizations that it was said that Julius was in charge of half of the small barbarian invasions.

Of course, it is torn and dried around.

“I’m afraid you might get hurt.”

“Even if everyone doesn’t tell you, you don’t know roughly why I came to the North? Please let me go without saying anything.”

Every time that happened, he pretended that it was to set up the ball.

However, no one believed that Julius was simply a hot-blooded prince who had come to the north to build his exploits.

'His Highness Julius is someone who truly cares about the people.'

'If this kind of person becomes emperor in the future, the future of the empire will be bright.'

Even now, Julius was pacing outside the barracks with a troubled expression on his face.

'It seems that they are concerned about the damage to the soldiers and the village that died today.'

Soldiers and knights alike all looked at him with respect.

Contrary to his expectations, however, Julius' concern was a completely different matter.

'Why is it so hard to meet Nuada's tribe when I'm wandering around like this?'

Yes!

The key to his trip to the north this time is to meet Nuada, who will later conquer the north.

Fortunately, the warriors of the north consider it an honor to be named with their tribe, so it's safe to say that even if you ask openly like before, there's no chance you'll lie.

However, no matter how many foreigners there are in the north, the name of the tribe led by Nuada did not come out even after fighting with numerous tribes for almost half a year.

In fact, he too was born a prince. It couldn't be pleasant for him to go out every day and fight on a cold floor on a cold day.

'But when the opportunity comes, I have to grab it quickly!'

There was such an inner circumstance that caused Julius to take on the mission to subdue barbarians without rest.

Of course, as his goal was his goal, that didn't mean he didn't care about people dying because of his purpose.

'Anyway, most of the tribes that plunder are hostile to strangers. He's not like Nuada.'

So half illusion, half truth!

However, it was certain that Julius' actions in the north were attracting the hearts of many people unexpectedly.

On the other hand, the situation in the border area with the southern desert of the empire was a little different.

“Behead them all.”

"Yes, I understand."

Leonhardt orders the execution of the captured prisoners with a cold expression.

Standing next to him are the elite knights the Grand Duke gave him.

Leonhard's conducting was simple and clear. Putting qualitative superiority first, it is a battle to be sure to win and leave no regrets!

And I've never been wrong about that judgment.

If Julius was gaining people's hearts in the north and building military exploits, Leonhardt was trying to leave a solid result based on the strong military power the Archduke had given him.

“If His Highness the 1st Prince goes to the North, His Highness will support the opportunity for this uncle to earn merit in the South.”

“Finally, that’s what I was hoping for.”

Playing the ever-good nephew, Leonhardt came to the South obediently. But the truth is different.

'I can't just rely on my uncle. I have to somehow create my own forces here.'

He had been thinking about this seriously ever since Julius said he was going to the north.

'I can't rely only on the Grand Duke.'

Leonhardt's eyes flashed.

Even within the imperial palace, of course, the recent actions of the two princes were a hot potato.

“Even though Mujae was an outstanding person, I didn’t know he would adapt so well.”

“By the way, I heard there have been a lot of accidents in the North recently, but I doubt if they will finish it safely.”

"hmm… … .”

The emperor eagerly reads the report sent by Marquis Andersson and puts on a satisfied expression.

'Marquis Andersson is a man who never knows empty words. It seems Mareus and I are not mistaken about our son.'

However, in the Great War, where the attention of the aristocrats of the anti-communist faction was also focused, it was impossible to blindly take the side of Julius.

"I heard that Leonhardt also played a significant role in the south this time, but the Archduke's hard work is great!"

At first glance, this may sound like a compliment, but it has bones.

Lately, the 2nd Prince Leonhardt had been clearing out thieves seeking trade prizes in the south, while accumulating achievements.

However, with Leonhard, who had a strong military background as a grand duke, and with Julius, who was building military exploits in the north, the situation was different even if he had the same feat.

The Grand Duke was unquestionably the best knight in the empire, and the number of disciples and knights he personally led was large.

The emperor laughs, but secretly examines the grand duke's reaction.

“It is true that the 2nd Prince also made great achievements in the South, but how can he compare himself with the 1st Prince?”

“… … !?”

Surprisingly, the Grand Duke only praises Julius. The situation where only the achievements for the second prince are not lined up like before.

'There's something about this.'

The emperor is also a person who has been to the battlefield quite a bit in his childhood. He knew very well how hard it was to build martial arts.

The emperor narrowed his eyes and watched the grand duke closely.

'joy! Even if you stare like that, you won't get anything from me.'

The Archduke was still laughing, but fighting silently with the emperor.

In fact, the Archduke could have thought of his own way to sabotage Julius, and even now the plan is steadily being implemented.

'It remains to be seen whether praise for the first prince will be heard in the imperial palace in a year from now!'

The Grand Duke was absolutely confident that he was in charge of everything this time. It wasn't that he had been waiting for an opportunity while holding his breath for decades under the iron-blooded emperor.