Knights, Let’s Smash Them

147 – How to Break the Marquess (3)

It was not at all unexpected. Originally, there were not many types of armed groups that could be operated directly under the imperial family.

The first is the Inspection Department.

However, this side is more like an investigator or administration rather than having its own armed forces.

How should I call it the prosecution?

In Korea, even the prosecution, which is considered to boast of absolute power, is actually pushed behind by the police when it comes to pure force alone.

Doesn’t the prosecutor suddenly pull a .38 Caliber revolver out of his pocket?

The second was the Royal Guard and the imperial legions spread throughout the empire. The status itself is different from the soldiers who operate on their own in the territory, and the amount of training is enormous.

Equipment? Nothing to say If the emperor’s military were to suffer from poor equipment, that day the throats of the people in charge of logistics would be hung in the imperial castle.

However, since they are professionally trained troops with the assumption of war in the first place, it feels a bit heavy and burdensome to mobilize to deal with issues related to the territory.

So it’s only natural that the Imperial Black Lion Knights, which are similar to or higher than the Emperor’s Legion, but much more compact, move.

Of course, I didn’t know that a knight commander-level person would come, but that must mean that the imperial family is taking this matter very seriously.

‘Or maybe it’s been a long time since I needed someone to set an example of anti-imperial…….’

It was a scenario that was still possible.

As usual, the royal family was paying attention to the fact that the power of local aristocrats had become excessively strong these days.

It seemed that he was planning to deliver a message of warning to those who trample on this opportunity very clearly and try to overthrow their power.

Hasn’t everything I’ve said to merchants and local officials been blackmail?

“I’m really out of luck and out of luck.”

Said Levia, glancing at her unlucky eyes. Did this turn? I don’t know who’s in a bad mood. However, I decided to forgive with a wide tolerance.

Today is a monumental day when the territory of Count Rupel is doubled.

“But what is it? You seem to have gained more weight than the last time I saw you.”

“What, what!?”

“My belly fat was sticking out through my fur. There.”

“Ac!”

Levia, her face flushed red, hurriedly lowered her head, and I fed her face with potatoes and ran away.

“Good greetings~!”

“Hey!!!!”

In addition to the screams that came from behind, there was a shot of murderous intent, but I decided not to pay any particular attention.

No matter how bad Levia is, she can’t be damned in front of everyone else.

After returning to the Snow Leopard Knights, Cianne and Count Dionaos Rupel were all ready.

Turning his head to check his surroundings, Dionaos came up to me and whispered something in my ear.

“…… What the hell have you done?”

“No, why is the Count doing that?”

She quickly moved her gaze, wondering if Xian Ne was exhausted, and she shook her head as if to assert her innocence.

So what?

As I looked at him with a puzzled look, Count Dionaos let out a deep sigh.

“Anyway, I don’t think this is too harsh.”

“What did I do?”

“Isn’t this something you made up?”

“What on earth does the count think of me… ….”

“Wasn’t he the kind of person who would destroy our territory if he had even the slightest quarrel with it?”

I was really mad and on the verge of jumping. Who do you know as the real Diablo? Even if I destroy it, I will destroy it with my own power, isn’t it because I called in a black magician who didn’t exist to destroy a Marquis’ territory?

Just…… I just hit ‘a little’ MSG.

Even if I hadn’t blown it, it would have happened someday. Since the imperial family’s miasma had yet to rise, wasn’t it fortunate that only Farneri was overthrown and not gone to extinction?

According to imperial law, treason is punishable by three generations.

This case is a disciplinary punishment for the fact that a black magician and the person in charge of a territory were attached to each other.

Since the crime of treason only applied to Phillips and his gang, it was no different from being fairly generous.

No matter how much I’m a person who pays back what I’ve received in return, it doesn’t feel very good to have a child tied up for treason and blown off his head.

“So you should have been faithful to your usual conduct, Lubern.”

To be so sincerely sorry, Xian-ne smiled and put her face in front of me.

I was secretly angry when I did this even though I would normally have been praised for being pretty. How many contributions have I made to this estate! You frame me!

“But not really. Didn’t the Count check it himself too! The source of the plague found in the mansion!”

“Hmm…… Well, no matter how nasty you are, you probably wouldn’t have done this just because you were paying tithing.”

“Obvious words!”

“Actually, it was a joke. No matter how competent he is, if he really thought he was that kind of person, there’s no way he would have been appointed until now.”

Count Diona Os Rupel held out his hand and said. I accepted that hand and followed the manners of a vassal.

“But…… I think you need to temper your vengeance a little. Sir Karahan of Saxony, now lying there, was a close friend.”

Although it was his son Farneri who killed the very Lord Karahan of Saxony.

I decided not to point it out. Because sometimes it’s better not to know.

In short, it is an inconvenient truth.

Like I decorated the warlock’s mansion elegantly and extravagantly as an anti-imperialist symbol.

“Lubern Elroy.”

It was then that the head of the Imperial Inspection Department, Falcon Irmin, appeared. As I was about to tug on Xianne’s grinning cheeks, I felt my hamstrings stiffen at the creepy voice.

“They said they would leave the Imperial Knights and live happily, but this is already the third time.”

In addition to his angular appearance, he was an impressive man with horizontal scars. A man with a bad relationship that has continued from the grand expedition to the days of the administrator of the Black Lion.

“It’s not my fault, is it?”

“If you carry an incident everywhere you go, I wonder if it is more than just bad luck.”

My heart was stabbed. I’m human too, human! Just like last time, this time I’m a pure victim!

Just because I gave you some true education doesn’t mean that the fact that my estate or I suffered a loss will go away.

“Anyway, he’s a weird guy. The position of deputy director of the Imperial Family Inspection Department is not offered to just anyone.”

There were times like that.

Once, Felcon Irfin personally came to me and suggested that I get out of the asshole Levia and rise to the position of Deputy Director of the Inspection Department.

‘It was a conspiracy to kidnap me because I was an A++-class black cow.’

Treatment within the Knights was a little off, but outside, the title of chief administrator of the Black Lion Knights made it possible to live as proudly as a nobleman.

That alone is sufficient for quality of life.

I couldn’t even imagine how much I would be separated from the Black Lion Knights, and the Inspection Department, which gave me more responsibility and authority.

Have a look at stress-induced hair loss.

Even after the great expedition, I was angry and sick of living as a workaholic Mosolada, but if I had accepted the offer then, it was clear that I would still be a Triple S class workaholic Mosolada.

It would have been really worth seeing if a little bit of baldness was added to it.

Thinking that I almost became Bernard MK.II made me feel grateful to Levia, who had trembled with her bullsh*t.

Thank you, golden lion!

“Anyway, thanks to your thorough reporting spirit and the swift action of the Imperial Court, we were able to expel the anti-imperialist black magician nesting in Karahan territory in time.”

“That’s a big deal.”

I responded with a light chuckle, and Falcon nodded his head and continued his words.

“It must be the fault of the warlock who fearlessly stepped into the realm of the black fox, but in the end, only Count Rupel’s denouement counted. Don’t you think so, Sir Dionaos Lupel?”

“It may be a little difficult to express the expression that I have been born, but… …. In the end, what will happen to the marquisate now?”

Asked Count Rupel. Farneri has now been stripped of his powers as lord vicar. Perhaps the Empire will take a series of measures to prevent him from receiving the title.

So naturally, the current vacant position of assistant manager Yeongju was a problem.

When Farneri Karahan’s son was seated, he was still only a 7-year-old child, unable to properly rule.

The situation of high-ranking officials who had the possibility of ruling as a regent was also worse than Farneri’s, but it was a situation that could never be said to be good.

In fact, there is no answer at all for the Marquis of Karahan.

Falcon crossed his arms and snapped his fingers with a know-it-all look.

“You will have to take over the management of Rupel Manor for a while. There is something the emperor himself asked me to deliver.”

“Your Majesty?”

Felcon shouted as he took out a scroll that looked classy at first glance from the inside pocket of his uniform.

“Count Dionaos Rupel, follow orders from the imperial family!”

Soon, Count Rupell knelt on the floor, and I and Xian Ne also knelt on his knee.

“I, Laivetua Iros van Karl, the emperor of the Volibert Empire, wish to commend Count Dionaos Rupel, a faithful servant of the state and my henchman. You have fought for the Empire in past great expeditions…….”

Falcon reading the emperor’s decree. Most of them were content praising Count Dionaos Rupel’s merits and exploits, as well as his kindness and leadership among the residents.

“Also, this time, we searched out the black magician hiding in the Marquis of Karahan, purified the precious territory of the empire, and at the same time protected the lives of the people of the empire!! I will seal your title from Count to Marquis, and I will order the territory I gave you as the Marquis of the Empire!”

I sincerely sang joy. It meant that only now did the central government begin to take an interest in the Rupel estate.

In addition, as the title of Marquis was formally recognized, this is tantamount to conniving the right to control the Marquis of Karahan directly from the Imperial Family.

Count Diona Osrupel, of course, also realized what the decree meant, so he immediately drew his sword, raised it, and set it down to answer.

“I will obey your command with joy!”

It was the moment when a new Marquis of the North was born.