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I can see the Emperor's stats-Chapter 50

three way road

This is a remote temple in the middle of the southern desert.

“Priest, a high-level assassination order has been issued.”

"hmm?"

Zamir, the man in black, was looking at the report with an expression of interest.

"Samarkand's instructors are quite competent, even if they are the lowest, but they failed?"

“Judging from the lack of news for over a year, it seems… … .”

“So you raised the level to the special express?”

In fact, the group called the Assassination Cult is only a small part of them. The fact that the report came to him like this means that not only the power of the assassination branch, but also the power of the [Cult] is needed.

“It’s an express… … .”

In fact, even if it was a limited express, the level was very different. Assassinate the Emperor of the Empire! If I had to classify such a ridiculous request, it would be a special class.

Zamir is lost in thought.

'Didn't you say the three groups didn't come back? First of all, I'll have to tell the Church's information office to raise the average level of knights in the northern part of the Empire a little.'

Naturally, he didn't even think that Julius had annihilated the first-class assassins by himself.

'Well, for a prince, he must have had a superman next to him, even though his strength was good.'

No matter how great the power the Church has secretly spread, the Sharnos Empire is undisputedly the best country on the continent. It's funny to designate one prince at a time as an assassination target and not assume failure at all.

'Seeing that rumors haven't spread there, even that Wallace might be worth taking advantage of?'

If it is an attempted assassination of the imperial family, it is normal to bring about a huge wave on the continent. However, in the case where the news was cut off without rumors, it is clear that the first prince ordered a crackdown.

'Because entrusting the assassination request itself to the church is the same as having caught a weakness for him.'

He handles various information while serving as the middle manager of the Church's assassination order. To him, the power struggle between the imperial faction and the grand duke faction was information that had nothing to explain.

'Maybe it's not so bad news. The plan to shake the empire may be accelerated.'

Zamir smiles with a bright expression that does not suit the gloomy space. But that's for a while.

"Oh! I will do what I have to do.”

Here he gets into trouble for a while.

'If the North is in the middle of a fierce war right now, there's no need to report it to the Archbishop.'

Zamir puts together the information about Julius and the history of knights in the north that he has gathered so far and thinks about it, and comes to a conclusion.

'I heard that the prince likes to step out without sacrificing himself during battle. If you're in a melee, you'll be able to assassinate more easily, right? Let's end it on my own line.'

It would not be a problem to assassinate a single person in the middle of a melee if he was a high-ranking assassin sent directly by him rather than from a sub-organization of the church.

'Even if a superhuman-class drone protects me, it will be difficult this time, right?'

From the level of special class designated by his church, in fact, it is not an ordinary assassin group that believes in numbers and rushes in droves.

'This time, I'm going to send the few elites out of the awkward ones.'

If you want to covertly deal with the target during a melee, you'll be better off that way.

* * *

And the confrontation situation in the north remains unchanged.

'It's about a week until reinforcements arrive... … .'

For the first time since Marquis Andersson became a superman, the things he had to take care of increased to the point where he felt tired.

"There doesn't seem to be much change in the wires."

“Is there any news about the prince?”

“It is the same.”

“Huh… … .”

This is why there is no choice but to worry. The Marquis has tried different tactics several times since then, but there is no sharp breakthrough.

In the first place, the other side was camped right in front of the mountain range, and this side was also at a numerical disadvantage, so it was impossible to drive the troops into a melee.

The frontal breakthrough through the knights is blocked by those wearing the mysterious savage outfits, so it doesn't work.

Marquis Andersson is a man who has spent half his life in the North. He bumped into them a few more times just in case, but apparently they didn't seem to be the type of guys called warriors of the northern barbarians.

'Where on earth did such a force come from?'

The Marquis thinks of the front line where the conflict with the Empire is currently taking place.

'I feel a bit like the southern desert kingdom, but I'm not sure.'

The swordsmanship of the so-called 'shadows' who are now blocking the Marquis was not the orthodox imperial swordsmanship that knights learn.

It is difficult to guess who is behind it just by touching swords, as the archduke, called the Sword Master, mixes the swordsmanship carefully crafted with the anomalous swordsmanship of the Southern Desert Kingdom.

On top of that, Marquis Andersson was a loyal knight. Even though he knew that the archduke, a knight among knights with the title of swordsman, had some friction with the emperor over succession issues, he never thought that he would raise a secret force to incite a civil war.

'Then is it the work of the Western Union?'

In the western part of the empire, several kingdoms were united to form a great power in their own way. They may also feel threatened if the empire develops the north in earnest and strengthens its power.

After examining various possibilities, the Marquis shook his head.

'Anyway, the knight power is pushed back and the troops are pushed back. Maybe the first reinforcements coming from the capital aren't enough.'

The Marquis had been reluctant to touch the immigrants in the entire mountain range because of profit and loss calculations, but if the situation is like this, it can't be helped.

'I'll have to discuss it with the staff tomorrow.'

In the end, as the Archduke intended, the Marquis made up his mind to request a second round of reinforcements.

The Marquis, who couldn't sleep because of worries until dawn, eventually heads to the operation room before morning even comes.

"huh?"

No matter how tired he is, the Marquis is a superman. Before he even opens the door, his senses catch a secret presence.

He opened the door, preparing to draw his sword in case of an attack.

“Who are you!”

“Long time no see.”

For a moment, the Marquis feels like meeting a ghost.

“His Highness Julius!”

Surprisingly, the presence felt inside the operation room at dawn was Julius, whose whereabouts were unknown.

“When did you come back? And the line... … .”

Julius waved his hand in a weary tone.

“I'd love to give you a detailed explanation, but I don't have time for that. For now, I want you to follow my words.”

“Huh… … .”

Upon hearing about Julius' business, the marquis could only stare at him with a bewildered expression. That's because his appearance was so out of the blue.

“I know this is a difficult request, but please do so.”

However, before that thought disappears, Julius' presence disappears again like a ghost.

'I don't know what the hell happened.'

The Marquis stares at the table in the operation room where Julius appeared, still feeling possessed by a ghost.

'This is so painful. What do I have to explain to the replacement staff?'

The Marquis felt his head throb again. What the hell does this mean?

* * *

On the other hand, Julius is also annoyed.

Wheein!

'I lived and lived as a messenger, so this life really seems to be living a life that has nothing to do with the emperor's dignity.'

While grumbling inside, he is running through the mountains of the night in response.

There are aliens who watch the guards in between, but it is impossible to notice his presence. Julius easily evades their surveillance and is returning to where his allies are.

'But there's no one else who can do this other than me.'

Without his ability, it would take too much time to cross the mountain range and enlist the help of the Marquis.

'I'm almost there.'

He finally reached the foot of the mountain where his allies were.

“Whew… … .”

“Are you here?”

Nuada greets him as he enters the barracks with a tired expression.

“Did things go well?”

“Maybe if he would just believe me.”

Nuada shows a look of admiration.

“Huh, anyway, you did a really good job going back and forth without being noticed. Your ability is amazing every time I see it.”

Even if his senses, the great warrior, are raised to the maximum, Julius' movements are difficult to detect, as if seeing a ghost.

“Thanks to him, I am not going through this hardship.”

Julius smiled and accepted the remark as a joke.

Even with his superhuman physical abilities, it took a full day to reach the Marquis's headquarters and the alliance's barracks.

“Let’s take a little break and discuss tomorrow’s plans. There must have been nothing special here, right?"

Nuada shrugs.

“Two additional tribes joined here. I don't think there'll be any problem hitting Gundar.”

The actions of the Julius Alliance over the past week have been to unite the neutral tribes of the mountains.

Perpuck!

“Cuck!”

"stop! It's our loss.”

Seeing that the warrior he had built in a duel was knocked out by Nuada's light punches, the old, pale-faced chief stared at him with an astringent expression.

"I don't mind bringing in strangers, but Gundar's the same, so maybe I'd rather trust you."

The chieftain wrinkles his teeth and announces his intention to join the alliance.

'Still, isn't it harder than I thought?'

Even if it was a gathering of neutral tribes, most of the tribes at the beginning of the mountain range had already entered Gundar's command.

In other words, most of the remaining tribes are chieftains inside the mountain range who are acquainted with Nuada, and they do not have much dissatisfaction with seeing his trust and military strength or coming down through a duel like just before.

“But I do not believe in the Gentiles. Who do you believe in? You must keep your promise!”

“Of course, it would be embarrassing to see Gundar boasting like that idiot as an equal!”

Nuada snorts and punches the chief with a confident expression.

The strength of the alliance between Julius and Nuada was growing rapidly thanks to the combination of the reputation he had built up in the mountains and his overwhelming military power.

In fact, even if they attacked Gundar alone, they would be able to inflict considerable damage. However, Julius wanted to deliver a more solid blow.

“You'll need a simultaneous pincer attack with the command under the mountain. I will be there.”

And Julius had achieved his goal and returned.

'If it's Marquis Andersson's personality, he'll probably obey my words even if he's dubious.'

All the boards he envisioned were laid. The question now is how to deliver a blow to the back of the enemy's head!

next day.

“From where we are now, there are three ways to strike Gundar's forces.”

"hmm… … .”

The aliens don't use maps, but that's why Julius has a separate adjutant draw a rough map. There are people who are familiar with the geography of the mountain range, so the map is completed in an instant.

'There are three roads, but there's no need to attack all of them.'

Julius talked about the strategy he had in mind.

“For now, you take the first road leading to Gundar's headquarters, Nuada.”

“And you?”

“This is the first step towards your control of the north. If I become the ostensible protagonist, it will not be meaningless.”

“… … .”

Surely that's right. In order to drive out Gundar and ensure that Nuada is recognized as the owner of the mountain range, he needs to subdue at least the headquarters where the warchief is located.

“If possible, it will not be difficult to disintegrate the remaining tribes if only the warchief is eliminated. That is the path with the least sacrifice.”

“You are certainly right. Then I'll make sure I catch him Gundar.”

And Nuada then asks a question.

“But you? Then where will you be in charge?”

“First of all, I have to join the Marquis' headquarters. I'll take the road leading to the enemy's flank. There… … .”

Julius pauses here for a moment and then smiles.

“There are other things to do there.”

A question mark pops up in everyone's head here. A surprise is a surprise, what else can we do here?

“If it’s something else to do… … .”

The first thing I ask is if Linfield was curious.

"When I went back to the enemy's headquarters earlier, I saw that someone had ferociously raised a hunting dog and let it loose here and there without a leash."

'hound?'

Irrespective of everyone's questions, Julius ended his speech with a rare warlike expression.

“I plan to take all of them down this time.”