There were only three countries in the continent that used the term âimperialâ palace rather than âroyalâ palace. Among those three countries, the Avalon Empire had been an empire for the longest time, but Avalon was currently like the calm before the storm.
âAfter his grand victories in the battles against the Swallow and Hubalt Empires, Joshua Sanders will soon arrive at the capital,â the military advisor, Zegar, reported.
However, the council chamber was quiet enough to hear a pin drop. Unbelievable news of a series of victories had arrived, and every victory was jaw-droppingly great. Everyone should, therefore, be happier than before, so why were they feeling worried?
ââŠHe defeated the Crimson Sky and Martial Emperor?â First Prince Kiser asked.
Zegar quickly nodded. âYes, Your Highness.â
âI think I received the report about his victory more than a month ago⊠but why did he only arrive today?â Kiser said.
âAccording to a rumor, he didnât use any warp gates on his way back to the Avalon Empire,â Zegar answered.
âDidnât we notify him that Avalon will pay for all the expenses?â In an uncharacteristic display of emotion, Kiser let an unpleasant expression creep onto his face. âHe has an easy way back home, but heâs willing to detour⊠Is he planning something?â
Zegar tilted his head. âBy planning, you meanâŠ?â
âI heard the villages that he passed by ran out of palm fronds,â Kiser said.
âAhâŠâ Zegar gasped softly as he finally realized what Kiser meant.
Right now, Joshua was crossing the Empire on a path directly to the capital. Naturally, the citizens welcomed Joshua with the utmost hospitality, holding as many palm fronds as they could fit in their hands.
âPalm fronds symbolize victory and conquest. I understand why the citizens are acting so, but I heard that some praised Joshua as a Martial God.â
âGosh, I admit his achievement is great, but a god? NoâŠâ
Like a rebound, people become jealous when someone becomes more successful than them. On top of that, there was only one man known as a god in the wide empire, and of course, the god was as powerful as the emperor.
âA tiger gives birth to a tiger, huhâŠâ
âJust like you said, Joshua Sanders became too influential; itâs difficult for anyone in this chamber to take him lightly.â
âWhen was he not influential? You know, heâs the youngest MasterâŠâ
âItâs time for us to come up with a solution, not chitchat. Everyone knows that Joshua Sanders is the descendant of the Kunir Kingdom, right?â
âHeâs more famous than ever, so if he, the descendant of a rebel, decides to betray usâŠâ
The murmuring among the nobles became louder.
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âEnough!â Kiser yelled, silencing the nobles at once. Then he slowly shook his head. âNo matter what anyone says, his achievement is surely great. Who else could achieve such a great victory against the current Swallow and Hubalt Empires?â
âThatâsâŠâ
Kiserâs remark made the council chamber quiet again.
âIf it wasnât for him, the Empire would have perished in the disastrous war, so the citizens will riot all over the Empire if we become blinded by jealousy and banish him from the Empire under a pathetic pretext.â
âYouâre right, Your Highness.â
âI quite agree with your opinion.â
The nobles in the council chamber sided with Kiser one after another. At least at that moment, their factions didnât matter. They were united, if only perhaps because they now had a common enemy named Joshua.
âI learned to make sure to reward or punish those who deserve it during the age of chaos,â Kiser said, âso I would like to hear your opinions on what kind of reward we should bestow him.â
âHow about we donât call him a rebel anymore?â a noble immediately suggested. It seemed heâd thought of this already. âAnd restore his title as a count.â
âDidnât we already move on from that? Besides, all the citizens think of him as a hero that saved the Empire from a crisis, not a rebel.â
âThey not only call him a hero, they call him a god.â
Finally thinking rationally, most of the nobles reacted negatively to that nobleâs idea.
The Second Prince, Kaizen, who had so far just sat in his seat, spoke up: âIf you decide to give him a carrot, then you should give a good oneâyour suggestion is worse than no carrot at allâŠâ
âThen whatâs your opinion?â Kiser asked.
âDidnât you hear about it before?â Kaizen asked him. âFather would already have made him a marquess if he said he would become Fatherâs sword. In that case, it would have been the Thirteen Families, not the Twelve Families.â
Kiserâs eyes turned cold. If Joshua had actually become a marquess at that time, he would have become the youngest marquess in historyâon top of that, Joshua himself was receiving the noble title, not inheriting his fatherâs title. It was no wonder why it had been big news. The achievement was too great for a boy who was less than twenty years old.
ââŠThen are you suggesting we make him a marquess?â Kiser asked.
âShouldnât we?â Kaizen sarcastically replied. âHe was a count in the first place, so you donât really think restoring his title would be enough to quiet all this commotion, do you?â
âHmmâŠâ Kiser quietly grunted.
The two princesâ conversation now had the attention of the entire chamber.
âA marquess⊠MarquessâŠâ Kiser pondered for quite a while. âThen how about making him a duke?â
The noblesâ eyes bulged in shock.
âA d-duke?â Kaizen stuttered, just as startled as the nobles.
âMaking him a duke is too much, Your Highness!â
Kiser shook his head. âI know that you are all concerned that we might end up adding fuel to the fire, but isnât this the only way to persuade the people of Avalon?â
ââŠI agree with you, Your Highness.â Zegar, the man known as the brains of the Avalon Empire, chimed in with support for Kiserâs suggestion. âArenât we already missing one duke? Besides, itâs not like heâs totally unrelated to the dukeâŠâ
âHmmâŠâ
Upon hearing Zegarâs remark, the nobles became conflicted. Indeed, the son of the Duke âDark Godâ Agnus was none other than Joshua Sanders.
âYouâre indeed good at this, brother. If he becomes a duke, he wonât be able to go after the throne anymore,â Kaizen thundered. âBut it looks like everyone forgot about something for a moment.â
âYour Highness Kaizen, what are you sayingâŠ?â
âSince the Swallow Empire attacked our border first, we need to talk about compensation from themâso we need someone to take charge of negotiating⊠I think Duke Joshua Sanders would be the perfect man for this job, donât you all agree?â
The air in the room changed.
âCome to think of it⊠the Hubalt and Swallow Empires indeed made a public statement about restoring all the damages caused by the war.â
The noblesâ eyes turned sharp like the hyenas going after their prey, slowly revealing their greed. Yes, why did it matter if Joshua became a marquess or a duke? The noble title was just a name in the end, so Joshua wouldnât be able to do anything with it. Besides, their new priority right now was wringing compensation from the other two empires.
âThen letâs proceed with the matter after Joshua Sanders arrives.â
âGood.â
Now, the nobles started a heated discussion to ensure that their own families earned as many benefits as possible.
The discussion went on for quite a long time.
* * *
Since they started the meeting in the early morning and ate two meals since, at least half a day must have passed, but the meeting continued with enthusiasm. They had clear yet different goals in their minds. On top of that, they hadnât gotten to the most important agenda.
âAnd⊠lastly, letâs get to choosing the heir to the throne.â
The air in the council chamber turned frighteningly cold. Once the die was cast, the nobles all looked nervously in the same direction.
âThe throne has been empty for over three years already. To stabilize the country, we canât postpone choosing the next emperor. In fact, it isnât an exaggeration to say this meeting was convened for this agenda,â Zegar said. He also turned his head in the same direction.
Zegar and the nobles were looking at the top seats in the chamber: the two thrones.
âActually, the princes have already come to a certain agreement regarding this matterâŠâ Zegar trailed off.
The nobles blinked in surprise.
âIâll explain from now on.â Kiser stood up from his seat. âYou may not know about this, but Kaizen and I talked for quite a long time about what we should do to revive our devastated countryâŠâ
âTh-thenâŠ?â
âIâll get right to the point.â His flashed. âFor the next ten years only, Iâll act as the emperor and stabilize the country, then let Kaizen take care of the rest.â
âYouâve promised⊠to make His Highness Kaizen the second next emperor?â a noble blankly asked.
Kiser nodded. âYes, thatâs right.â
âThatâsâŠâ
In other words, Kiser was going to make Kaizen his crown prince. There were precedents where an emperorâs brother inherited the throne, but it only happened if there was no other option: the emperor didnât have a child, the child was too young to be the emperor, or⊠the brother dethroned the emperor himself so he could take the throne.
The chamber descended into chaos until someone interrupted.
âHmm⊠this is hilarious. Itâs not like being an emperor is the same as being an academy president or something⊠Do you really think thatâs a good solution?â
The sarcastic remark made Kiserâs face flush red. âWho was that?! How dare youâ!â
Marquess Crombell, who was the closest to the entrance door, gasped because he saw a man whom he was so terrified of that he would run away even if he met the man in his dreams.
âJo-Jo-Joâ!â
The head butler belatedly announced the manâs entrance:
âTh-the f-former count, Joshua Sanders, has entered the council chamber!â