The news of the Prime Minister's downfall spread through the capital in the blink of an eye.
The highest authority in charge of the country had fallen. Naturally, one would expect chaos in the palace, but surprisingly, there were no signs of it, and the morning in the capital was relatively calm.
Almond, the Commander-in-Chief of the Ramallon Empire, was looking out over the city from his office, his brow furrowed.
The Prime Minister is announced to be seriously ill, but no one seems to be making a move.
Almond had predicted that some of the nobles would make some kind of move. However, no such moves have been made.
He is pensive as he gazes out at the usual peace and quiet of the capital. Just then, he hears the sound of the door to his room being opened violently.
He turns around and sees a soldier with a bloodied face, breathing on his shoulder.
"What?"
"Also ......, sir."
"Hmm."
"The palace has just issued an order to close the Imperial City!"
"Closing of the Imperial City? I have not heard of it, have you?"
Look at this!
A soldier approaches Almond and hands him a piece of paper in his hand. On it, under the joint names of Ochan and Kulhara, it was written that the Prime Minister Madrin had been almost assassinated, that this had caused his critical condition, and that it had been determined that the assassins were from another country. It was stated that there were several assassins, and that the capital would be closed until they were caught.
"Capture the assassins......? If we wanted to, we could catch them right away, couldn't we?"
Almond looks stunned. The person who had attempted to poison the Prime Minister was almost certainly Mama Juliette, the rear court director, who was behind Krajala and Orhan. Who else but a courtesan working in the palace could have planted the poison in the Prime Minister's hand-wash?
But," Almond muttered to himself. What is the meaning of this order? After all, it is the Imperial Army that will be moving after this order. It is the Imperial Army that guards the gates of the capital. Without the consent of the commander-in-chief, not a single soldier will move.
Almond had no intention of obeying such an order. Therefore, this order made no sense at all.
"I say!"
As if to interrupt Almond's thoughts, a loud voice rang out. He looked to see another soldier standing in front of him. Upon closer inspection, he saw that some of the soldier's clothes were stained with blood.
"What's wrong?"
The gates of the Imperial City have been closed!
"What?"
Almond looks doubtful. The face of the Marquis of Tskaka, the chief of staff of the Imperial Army, flashed through his mind, but no one would obey an order from that man. If the Marquis had issued such an order, Almond would have received a report immediately. But the soldier in front of him reports that the gates of the capital are closed. Ten soldiers are stationed at the gates at all times, working in shifts. All of them are reasonably skilled.
What do you mean by closed?
In a calm voice, Almond asks the soldier to report. The soldier raises his hands in salute and opens his mouth while catching his breath.
"Ha...ha..." he says. Suddenly, a man dressed like an adventurer appeared and tried to force the gates to close, claiming to be under orders from His Highness Orhan and Clahara. Naturally, we had not heard of such an attempt, so we tried to stop them. However, they were carrying weapons and came to cut us down. We returned fire and skirmished with them, but they were also very skilled men and we were unable to hold the gate.
"So, what's the situation with the rest of your soldiers?"
"Ha. I was guarding the main gate, and the main gate guards have six wounded.
Almond stares into the soldier's eyes and opens his mouth. Tears welled up in the soldier's eyes.
"You chose to retreat so that you could tend to your wounded. That's all right. Leave the rest to me. You tend to your wounds. Somebody, take care of this man!"
The man left Almond with the soldiers. He held his eyes with his hands and seemed to be struggling to hold back sobs.
Almond saw that the man had left the room and turned his attention to the soldiers who were standing beside him.
"Find out what's going on at the other gates right away. And call up the imperial troops.
The soldiers around Almond ran out of the room as if they had been spawned by a spider.
The soldiers were all around Almond, as if they had been spiders.
Reports came to Almond one after another. All three gates protecting the capital were closed. The people who had attacked the main gate were involved. They were very skilled. They overpowered the Lamaran soldiers and captured the gates with ease.
"They numbered ...... about fifty or less."
Almond looked at the paper on which he had written down his report and muttered to no one in particular.
"You're outnumbering some of the better armed men in the Guard. ....... But the soldiers of the Imperial Guard are also very good. Instead of forcing themselves on their opponents, they retreat from the spot when they see that they are at a disadvantage. This is evidence that they know exactly what their opponents are capable of. Judging from the way they are controlling the situation, they must be very skilled. If you fall victim to such a man, you will only lose your life. The soldiers of the Guard must be commended.
After saying this, Almond turns his attention to the soldiers standing in front of him. They are all excellent commanders, his right hand and left hand.
Rhoda, Sylma, each of you take a hundred men and head for the back gate and the west gate. Don't forget to take your best men with you. I will take 300 soldiers to the main gate. The rest of you are not to let anyone in from the outside until I return. You will do as General Caries instructs. Understood?"
At Almond's words, the soldiers bowed their heads.
"Perhaps the commander-in-chief is the one who commands the troops at the front gate. He can give us a ...... good idea of what kind of man he is."
Almond muttered to no one in particular and ordered his horse to be towed.
The horse was pulled.
A large crowd had gathered in front of the main gate of the imperial capital.
Among the men guarding the gate was a sorcerer, his hands covered with flames, intimidating the citizens surrounding the gate. The imperial troops led by Almond led the crowd with brilliant directions, and the crowd quickly disappeared in front of the main gate.
I am Almond, commander-in-chief of the Ramallon Imperial Guard. For what reason do you occupy the main gate of the Imperial City?
After confirming that the figures had disappeared, Almond rode out in front of the gate on his horse and shouted loudly. Then a man came forward from among the adventurers. He looked at Almond and smiled wryly.
"What do you say! Don't tell me you are unaware of Master Aukhan's and Master Clahara's orders! Despite the order to close the capital, the army has made no move. That is why we have closed the gates!
"We, the Imperial Army, are in charge of guarding the gates. You do not belong to the Imperial Army. It is unacceptable that you should injure the guards and occupy the gate! You are to be tied up at once!
"Uhhahahahaha. What are you talking about? We have orders from the Marquis of Tskaka to occupy the gates!
"I see. Then I, the Marquis of Tskaka's superior, will give the order. Take possession of the castle and get to your bindings!"
"Not so fast!"
The man took off his cloak. Around his neck, I saw a small barrel-like object hanging.
"If you eliminate us, we will blow ourselves up. We have dozens of men with these bombs stationed here in the capital. From now on, every time there is an explosion, some part of the capital will be blown up. If you think I'm lying, go ahead and try.
Almond raised his right hand quickly, without flinching at all. Then soldiers with bows lined up in front of him, pointing arrows at the man.
"Are you sure? Don't underestimate this bomb."
With both hands, the man gripped a small barrel hanging around his neck. At that moment, the barrel turned red.
"Get out of here, all of you!
Almond shouted loudly. At that moment, a flash of light came from the man's body. .......