In the courtyard of the former Thirteenth Prince’s residence, now the detached palace.
I was engaged in a battle with an old general.
Damien Noble.
He is an honest man who still reigns at the top of the field as the strongest general in the empire.
I was in hand-to-hand combat with Damien Noble.
Each blow of Damien’s sword was heavy.
It’s heavy, but that’s not all.
The strike was so powerful that it seemed to penetrate the marrow of the bones just by hitting each other.
There was nothing spectacular about it, just one slash and one kill.
This is a practical sword, forged on countless battlefields.
Once I understood this, we struck each other evenly, and once our swords locked to one another, I stopped and took a big leap back.
I ended the match with the words, “That’s it.
“As expected of the strongest general in the empire.”
“Such honor.”
Damien also lowered his sword and knelt down on the spot.
“His Majesty has grown even stronger. It is the grace of God that a man as gifted with the sword as you reign at the top of our Empire.”
“You have become a smooth talker. I wonder if old generals who have fought many battles can also lose their edge as they get older.”
“This is all my true intention, sire.”
“I was joking. When I met you, I was old enough to know better.”
I laughed and emphasized that I was joking.
Damien has the appearance of an old general who has fought many battles, and as his title implies, he has a stern, honest, and jokingly inept side.
I had to make it clear that a joke was a joke.
Looking him over, I brought Damien to the pavilion in the garden and ordered him to sit down.
“I called you here today to discuss, among other things, defeating Galwan.
“What?”
“To put it bluntly, I want Jessica to concentrate on the Galwan offensive. To do this, we need to seal off the border, transport supplies, and fodder, and watch out for other forces. I want to make sure everything is in place. Of course, I will discuss this with Henry, but I would also like to hear your opinion as the head of the field.
“However, the military is not my area of expertise. To interfere in the field would only repeat the mistakes seen in history. My role is to provide direction. Do you have the tactics or the personnel to match?”
“With all due respect.”
Damien began by prefacing himself with that.
“First, we need to seal the border.”
“Umu.”
“My eldest son, Karl Noble, would be the best man for the job. A certain inflexibility is required to seal the border. He will serve perfectly well if he follows only His Majesty’s orders and makes no exceptions.”
“I see.”
He meant with great sincerity, huh?
I don’t know about that, but it’s reassuring, depending on how you use it.
“Next, we need to be on the lookout for other forces. For this, I nominate my second son, Kiel.”
“Why?”
“Kiel is very patient and has been good at enduring pain since he was a child. He is unlikely to start a war in an unexpected situation, and he is well suited for specific measures to check the situation.”
“I see.”
“Lastly, the transportation of provisions and fodder. Please leave the transportation of provisions and fodder to my fourth son, Yale.”
“All right, I’ll leave it to him. You may inform Henry that I have given my approval and consult with him.”
“Thank you for your grace.”
“I won’t go into details. At any rate, I want Jessica to concentrate on that one thing, all right?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You may step back.”
“Excuse me.”
Damien knelt once more on the spot, then got up and walked away.
After seeing him off, I called Don.
“You wanted to see me, Your Majesty?
“Damien’s third son, do you know his name?”
“I believe it was …… Neil Noble.”
“Find out what you can about this Neil.”
“For what reason?”
Don tilted his head in wonder, and I told him about Damien’s recommendation of the three children.
“He looked exactly the opposite of Father.”
“The Emperor?”
“Yeah. The eyes of a man who loves his children. He wanted to somehow scoop up the children who were not doing so well, with his own influence. His reasons were all too contrived. Regarding the transportation of the fourth son’s food and fodder, he has no reason at all, but he asks for it anyway.”
“That Damien, ……”
Don looked in disbelief.
After all, he was the strongest old general in the Empire, a man with a reputation for honesty and integrity.
It’s surprising that he has such a side to him.
“So, find out about the third son.”
“The third son, the one whose name didn’t come up?”
“Yeah.”
I nodded sharply.
“If my guess is correct, the third son is the only one who is considered to ‘get by without the influence’.”
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The next day, in the study.
Don, who had finished his research and returned, looked at me with admiration.
“As expected of His Majesty, it was just as you predicted.”
“Really?”
“Neil Noble. It is rumored that he inherited Damien-dono’s talent with the sword and that he inflicted a serious wound on Damien at a training session when he was 12 years old.”
“On Damien?”
“Yes.”
The reason why Damien is still in command of the field at that age is that he is too strong.
Damien has been punished for his excessive actions. He has destroyed things that didn’t need to be destroyed, and as a result, he has drawn the ire of the local people, prolonging the war and its aftermath.
For this, he was punished and lowered in rank.
Because of his repeated war merits and excessive punishments, he was never promoted enough to join the Ministry of War and has remained in the field ever since.
And that Damien was wounded by a twelve-year-old, huh?