prologue
The war has begun.
A small country that no one even knew the name of, located in a corner of the continent, started invading neighboring countries with a new country name called ‘Iron Blood’.
In less than a week, one of Sangvis’ neighboring countries was destroyed and absorbed. Not believing this fact, another neighboring country that tried to find out the truth by sending a spy was occupied by Sangvis before the spy returned.
Realizing the seriousness of the situation, the nations formed a coalition to oppose Sangvis.
Thus, the war between Iron Blood and Great Iron Blood began, and the war ended with Iron Blood’s victory within 5 years.
Iron Blood became a great power.
Sangvis’ victory factors are complex.
Advantageous terrain, extremely developed magic compared to other countries, and a systematic command system.
However, the winning factor known to the general public was the existence of a man who existed at the forefront of Sangvis Ferri, called ‘God of Thunder’ and later became the first emperor of Sangvis Ferri.
The story of his swinging a huge ax that caused lightning strikes on the land and burning hundreds or even thousands of enemies at once was more like a kind of myth than a saga.
However, the records of the time proved that it was not a bluff.
30 years have passed since then.
Iron Blood seemed healthy, but in reality it was slowly rotting away.
And times begin to change.
In the evening, after the Cabinet meeting, a luxurious banquet hall.
“Even if it is a cabinet meeting, it is practically close to a regular report. I have nothing else to do.”
“This is all thanks to the emperor. I just wish you all the best in the future.”
Listening to the soothing music of the orchestra, the nobles enjoyed a good time. Except for the attendant, there was not a single commoner in the banquet hall.
“Then, may Sangvis be honored.”
“Glory to Sangvis.”
They were families that had attained aristocratic status due to their innately high magical aptitude. They enjoyed numerous benefits provided by the state and led a luxurious life on a different level from commoners.
That’s why the slowly deteriorating food situation of Iron Blood and the conflict with the Resistance were somehow okay for them. I was just grateful to my ancestors for passing on the lineage of superior nobility. They forgot all about the contents of the cabinet meeting, which lasted less than an hour, and just strengthened their friendship.
But that mood didn’t last long.
“… … joy.”
It was because a man appeared with a maid opening the door of the closed banquet hall.
He was a man in his early 20s with a sharp impression in a neat suit with no decorations compared to the fancy attire of the aristocrats around him. The accompanying maid also wore a neat outfit that emphasized functionality, different from the somewhat perverted outfit of a typical maid.
Sophisticated at best, sober at worst. In any case, it was enough to attract the attention of the surroundings.
“What is it, a face I haven’t seen before? Are you coming to the banquet even though you were absent from the meeting?”
“Shh. Watch your words! Don’t you know who that person is?!”
The middle-aged noble next to the young nobleman frowned in displeasure whispered urgently.
“well. Judging by the plain clothes, is it actually someone’s attendant?”
“Muh, rude! The emperor’s son, Crown Prince Mikhail! The sound of your throat being blown away!”
“… … What, what?! The crown prince?!”
The young nobleman was startled and dropped the glass he was holding onto the floor. High-end tableware, which is difficult to buy even with a commoner’s monthly wage, was shattered as soon as it hit the floor.
It took less than a minute for an attendant to come to clear the rubble.
“… … .”
However, it was enough to attract Mikhail’s attention. The young aristocrat didn’t know what to do at the sad eyes glaring at him as if he was displeased.
“joy. It’s pathetic.”
Turning his gaze to the young aristocrat, Mikhail crossed the banquet hall and sat in the most luxurious seat. Today, it was the seat of the emperor who did not attend, no, it was more rare to attend.
“Why is Mikhail-nim here… … ?”
“I heard you were detained at your home, have you been released?”
“Seo, I heard that your personality is very violent, no, strong… … !”
The nobles gathered and desperately whispered in voices that Mikhail could not hear. The banquet hall was greatly agitated by the sudden appearance of the most powerful prince.
As the nobles say, Mikhail’s rumors were generally heinous. It’s cute that he molested the women of the palace, and there were even rumors that he executed a number of nobles beyond the servants who made mistakes.
An idiot who inherited only the bad parts from the emperor. That was the evaluation of Mikhail from the world.
“There is nothing to be so nervous about, is it?”
In the midst of the confusion, Ivan, a man called the prince of society, spoke. It was a calm voice, as if it didn’t matter.
“Come on! lower your voice! If it made you feel uncomfortable… … !”
“Mikhail is not the emperor.”
To the bewildered middle-aged aristocrat, Ivan gave a succinct answer. Then, he looked around in pity at the nobles who were looking at him and spread his arms as if in a play.
“I bet you guys don’t think that the Emperor will forgive any tyranny because he is his son, right?”
“hmm. that is, but… … .”
“On the contrary, if the Emperor sees Michael-no, Mikhail-kun sitting in his seat right now, he will surely scold him severely. I can tell without looking.”
Excluding the chancellor and the military who were not present, the agitation of the nobles gradually subsided at the words of Ivan, who was closest to the emperor.
That’s right, wasn’t that why he was put on probation in the first place?
But what brought you here? well. Aren’t you here to enjoy a meal?
The fear that the nobles felt for Michael slowly began to turn to interest.
“Because Mikhail-kun is just an immature child.”
And, as if to make a climax there, Ivan spoke. A few nobles around me chuckled.
At the same time, Mikhail, who had been sitting in the emperor’s seat silently, got up from his seat and approached Ivan.
“Ahh. Sorry if I sounded rude. Mikhail’s… … ?!”
Ivan, who was about to apologize before Mikhail said anything with a wry smile, stiffened and held his breath.
“When did I say you were free to call me by my first name?”
It was because the tip of the rapier was located right in front of his uvula, less than a second after he finished speaking.
“Answer me.”
Mikhail’s rapier, as if reminding him that its owner was the son of an emperor called the Thunder God, crackled and burned the fancy frills on Ivan’s chest.
“… … Sin, sorry. Mikhail.”
Ivan just apologized. At the same time, you’re far more stupid than I thought, but I’ll return this humiliation someday. No, maybe this incident will give me a chance to get closer to the emperor- I put on an apologetic expression while thinking about that.
It was Ivan who had survived the struggle so far. I was used to this kind of thing.
“They called me an immature child.”
“It was. But it was never said with malice… … .”
“Can I take that as gossip about my father’s failure in educating his children?”
“?!”
Mikhail’s words hardened Ivan. Mikhail tries to interpret his words in the worst possible way.
“To insult me is to insult my father.”
“Wait a minute! It was never meant to be!”
“Father, insulting the Emperor would mean treason.”
treason against the emperor.
“No, no! Absolutely not! no!!!”
Ivan’s face, which had been apologizing but relaxed, turned pale. Panic spread to the surrounding nobility.
“I heard that traitors can be punished immediately.”
“I was wrong! It was a slip of the tongue! Please forgive me!!”
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Mikhail’s rapier was electrified. It was clear that if it pierced the neck like this, it would burn the wound without giving it a chance to bleed.
“And destroy three generations.”
Compared to Ivan, who was in a funny situation with tears running down his nose, Mikhail seemed emotionless to the last. It was as if he was watching the tragedy of a play he had watched to the point of getting sick of it.
“young master.”
As Ivan’s legs trembled and some of the nobles around him began to faint, the maid with Mikhail opened his mouth.
“what.”
Mikhail turned his head to look at the maid.
“You are overdoing it.”
The maid said expressionlessly, but clearly.
“… … hmm.”
Mikhail took the rapier. At the same time, Ivan sat down as if collapsing.
The look of his face smeared with runny nose was not at all befitting the nickname of the prince of society.
“Sir Ivan.”
Ivan, who was staring at the floor with a heavy breath, raised his head in fright when he heard Mikhail’s voice calling him. Mikhail bent his knees and met Ivan’s gaze.
“It’s an immature child’s prank. to laugh it off.”
And he said with a smile. It was Mikhail’s first smile since he appeared at the banquet hall.
“Just go back. I hope you all have a good time.”
As if no longer interested, Mikhail turned around and headed for the exit. The maid quietly followed suit. This happened in just over 10 minutes between Mikhail appearing at the banquet hall and returning.
During that short period of time, Mikhail strongly imprinted his presence among the iron-blooded aristocrats, and it was later recorded as a historical event. But that is a very distant story for now.
I left the banquet hall. Then, I got on the carriage I had been riding in and headed to the villa where I was staying with the maid and Katyusha.
“Katyusha.”
“yes. young master.”
When I called, Katyusha looked at me with dark blue eyes without a moment’s delay.
Katyusha was embarrassed to call me Prince Highness, so I told her to call me Master.
I took a moment to catch my breath and then asked.
“Do you have any medicine?”
“… … What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
Katyusha tilted her head and asked as if she did not understand the meaning.
“I’m a little sick to my stomach. It’s nothing to do with being in the spotlight.”
“indeed. But there is no good medicine for the stomach. sorry. I’ll take care of it next time.”
Then he bowed his head and apologized. Sadly, my maid doesn’t make much of a joke.
“Was I okay a while ago? Did your voice tremble or not?”
“It wasn’t bad.”
“Wasn’t that nice?”
“… … I think it lacked the cold feeling that I intended.”
But it’s always nice to be honest with your opinions.
“Is it so? It’s not easy.”
I sighed and leaned back on the cushion. At the same time, there was a rattle and the carriage shook greatly.
Sadly, ‘at this point’, automobiles are not very developed.
“But I was in awe.”
“what?”
“Because it was as the master said. He said that even if you sit in the emperor’s seat, someone will quarrel with you.”
The reason why I visited the banquet hall was to inform the existence of my country among iron-blood nobles.
Compared to the ‘original’, it appeared much earlier, but fortunately, it went through almost the same development.
“It was as if you had read the play.”
“… … Katyusha feels good. It would be dangerous to turn it into an enemy.”
“I will never be your enemy. If that happens, I will bite my tongue and kill myself.”
“That’s reassuring.”
I gradually got used to Katyusha’s extreme style of speech. I’m used to it, or it’s troublesome to correct it one by one.
“Would it be all right if I asked an off-topic question?”
After a moment of silence, Katyusha asked in a hesitant voice.
“what.”
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It’s rare for Katyusha to ask me questions, so I was interested.
“Why are you overdoing it, Bocchan?”
“swarm?”
“No one says anything because the young master doesn’t come out of the house.”
It was true. I, Mikhail, was the only stain on the emperor who was completely out of the current power structure. Probably everyone wants me to stay out of the house.
“It’s okay to rest comfortably as you have done so far. If there is something that upsets you, you can take it out on me. You don’t have to worry because you’re confident as long as you’re strong.”
Depending on how you interpret it, the words could sound sarcastic, but Katyusha had no ill intentions. He just calmly said what he could do.
“… … See me quietly shut up in the palace and end the rest of my life, you mean?”
Even knowing that, I sharply replied to Katyusha.
“Sorry if you were offended. I am just worried.”
Katyusha bowed her head deeply.
“I apologize for the presumptuous remark. If you punish me, I will gladly accept it.”
“It’s okay because it’s annoying. And I don’t think it’s bad to live quietly.”
I answered quietly, looking out the window.
“But I like Mikhail.”
Katyusha didn’t seem to understand my answer, but he didn’t bother asking.
There was a rattle, and the carriage rocked again.
This is the story of me possessed by the iron-blooded crown prince Mikhail, the evil empire in the novel ‘Iron-Blood Revolution’.
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