The Emperor’s son, Mikhail, is another main character in this work.
The pain he suffered because he was the only human among monsters,
It may be even more difficult than the main character Eugene’s.
– Episode 276 of the Iron and Blood Revolution, the writer’s words
There is a novel called ‘Iron-Blooded Revolution’.
It’s a very uninteresting title, but it was a popular fantasy novel nonetheless.
To summarize the story, as the title suggests, Eugene, the main character from a commoner, causes a revolution and succeeds in a mighty, corrupting empire called ‘Iron Blood’.
It was a novel with a lot of interesting parts, such as a unique medieval world view where machines and magic coexist, but ironically, the main characters of popularity were the characters of the emperor.
Emperor Lev, the ‘God of Thunder’ who is a cruel and ruthless tyrant who practices terrorism, yet possesses intense charisma and a force to match.
Aleksei, an arrogant and self-righteous man who does not hide his ambition for power, but is a confident man who can never be hated.
And Mikhail, the emperor’s son, meets a tragic fate, standing at the symmetrical point of the main character Eugene.
The popularity of these three rivaled or surpassed that of the Revolutionary Army to which the main character belonged. Among them, Mikhail, who has a tragic yet human narrative, is easier to empathize with than Eugene, a munchkin protagonist who pursues a typical ideal, and Mikhail is especially popular.
To what extent, about 90% of the fan art of the characters that came up when I searched the Internet was Mikhail, and the comment section was filled with crying voices when Mikhail died. I remember that there were a lot of aggressive comments saying they would kill the writer or get off the show.
Of course, I liked it too. Compared to Yujin, who only goes on a winning streak, he has much more humanity and empathy. It was a character that I wanted to become a friend of or survive while reading. I thought about how it would be nice to survive doing this and that, and I gave up trying to write a fanfic like that.
But, whatever it is.
“I didn’t like it enough to want to possess it… … .”
What would it be like for me to be Mikhail himself?
The time I was possessed was when Mikhail was 16 years old and the prologue had just begun.
The iron-blooded revolution begins with the main character, Eugene, a commoner in the countryside, entering a knight academy. And it is at least a year later that Mikhail appears in the play. If so, what kind of situation am I, the emperor’s son, at this point——.
Surprisingly, she is confined together with Katyusha, a faithful maid in a luxurious villa. Right now, I’m sitting at my desk in my office and sorting things out on paper.
‘The condition was so bad from the start. Why is this… … Even if you say it, it’s in my memory.’
According to Mikhail’s memory, it was because he killed a nobleman who indifferently mentioned ‘the incident’, which was taboo in the palace. Thanks to this, he has earned the wrath of his father, Emperor Lev.
However, the story wouldn’t go on as it is, so I escaped from the villa yesterday with Katyusha and headed for the banquet hall. And he caused the appearance of Michael in the main story, ‘Son of the Brain God’ in advance. It was a flow that did not deviate much from the original.
‘Although it might be dangerous to continue as the original story.’
According to the progress of the original work, at the end of the revolution, Mikhail, now I, lost all my precious things and faced a tragic death. The end was so desperate that I wondered if I had to go this far.
‘The iron-blooded revolution has only just begun. The ending can be changed enough.’
However, the tragic death is enough for the original story. This guy has a right to be happy. I hope so, and many readers have hoped that too.
And as a big fan of the Iron Blood Revolution, I almost have a grasp of what will happen in the future. If you use this knowledge, it is by no means impossible for Mikhail to survive and to meet a happy ending.
‘I won’t repeat the original tragedy. I’ll rewrite the end of this novel!’
I made up my mind and used the pen I was holding to scribble letters on the paper. It was a summary of the main events and characters in the original work. It would be a good idea to write down as much as possible when you remember, just in case you forget.
“young master. This is the meal you asked for.”
While I was concentrating on writing for a while, I was startled by a cold voice from behind. When I turned around, my maid, Katyusha, was holding a plate with a light meal on top.
“Ahhh. It was. huh. put it aside.”
“All right.”
At my answer, Katyusha carefully placed the plate on the table. Then he glanced at the paper in front of me, looked at me, and asked.
“… … With all due respect, may I ask what you are writing?”
And he asked quietly.
“ah. This… … . It is a novel.”
Since the documents were organized in Korean, Katyusha probably couldn’t read them, but I answered with more agitation than necessary because I felt like I was caught doing things I shouldn’t have. The word novel is not wrong if you look at it broadly.
“You are amazing. I can’t read it because I don’t know how to read it, but if it’s a story you’re writing, it’s sure to be a very good work.”
At my answer, Katyusha nodded and said. Depending on what you hear, it may sound like an idiot, but Katyusha’s expression and tone were very serious. I would seriously think so.
This maid, Katyusha, with dark blue hair and dark blue eyes, was terrifyingly true to the meaning of her existence.
“If there is anything I can help with, please let me know. I will do anything.”
An object that fully serves the owner, me, that does not reject any kind of abuse or anger, but instead rejoices, and hopes to be used for its purpose. That was Katyusha.
“okay. Let me know if you need anything.”
“thank you. Excuse me then.”
Katyusha lowered her head and left. Looking back, I remembered something.
“Katyusha.”
“Did you call?”
Even before the name was called, Katyusha quickly turned around. The response was so rapid that it felt somewhat mechanical.
“I want to do combat training after dinner. As always.”
“All right. I will take care of the weapons and clothes that are easy to move in.”
After politely bowing her head, Katyusha left the room. I stopped and stared blankly at the door Katyusha had left.
“She’s pretty, but she doesn’t have much humanity.”
But even if I told her to treat me comfortably, it would only make things difficult. Having read the original story several times, I know that Katyusha was originally that kind of person.
And, I also remember the scene where he was anxious and asked if he was of any help until the very end. It’s a scene I’ve seen many times, so I don’t think I need to see it again. I will change this too.
With that thought in mind, I organized the events that would happen to Katyusha on a piece of paper.
After finishing the general arrangement, I changed into the comfortable clothes Katyusha had prepared and headed to the garden of the villa. Katyusha was waiting for me standing upright with my practice rapier.
“I can’t help but admire the young master’s sincerity.”
As I approached, Katyusha politely held out her rapier and praised me. I took my rapier, adjusted my breathing, and let out my mana. Crackle, crackle, weak sparks rose from the rapier, and it gradually became a stable form. I checked it out and let out a sigh of relief.
Of course, being a modern person, I don’t know how to handle magical powers, but fortunately, Mikhail’s memory and body remembered it, so I was able to use it without any problems.
“It is a good light. As expected, it is the magic of someone who has inherited the emperor’s blood.”
“Even though it’s only magic power.”
As Katyusha said, Mikhail had an excellent magical aptitude because he inherited the emperor’s blood. It is said that it is comparable to the S rank magic swordsman class to be expressed in the work.
However, that was only a story about magic aptitude, and in reality Mikhail’s swordsmanship was not that great. In terms of swordsmanship alone, was it about a B-rank swordsman class? It was a style that covered poor skills with mighty magic.
But it’s difficult in that state. I have to become stronger than the original.
“Katyusha. May I ask for sparring?”
“If the young master were sincere, someone like me would not last even a minute and do his best.”
At my request, Katyusha distanced herself from me. Then, he raised his hands and took a posture while looking at me.
“If you want, I’ll be your opponent.”
“It’s sparring anyway. I don’t use magic power. I just spilled it a while ago. If we only fight in taijutsu, I will lose.”
“Thank you for your consideration and undeserved evaluation.”
While Katyusha is a maid, she is also an A-rank assassin class. I don’t use magical powers, so there’s almost no chance of winning, but it will definitely be good training.
“Do you want to start sparring?”
“okay.”
As soon as I answered, Katyusha disappeared from my sight. As soon as I recognized him, a sharp stab came into my side.
“That is a good response.”
I blocked it with a rapier without delay. Katyusha praised me while continuing her next attack. I moved my body as much as I could to dodge the attack and deflected it with my rapier. Every time that happened, there was a sharp metallic sound that I couldn’t hear from the blades and rapiers.
“You are much more responsive than before. I was amazed at how they grew day by day.”
Katyusha, who finished the series of attacks, praised me while widening the distance with me. I gasped and breathed. Despite sparring several times, the limit was to grasp the trajectory of the attack, let alone counterattack. The hand holding the rapier tingled.
“Katyusa is strong. You are much stronger than me.”
At first glance, it may seem like a pathetic figure being pushed by a bare-handed woman with a weapon, but in reality it is not. Katyusha’s blades, which were trained in Sangvis ‘organs’, are sharper and sharper than most daggers. If it rubs properly, it won’t be strange if your clothes and skin are torn.
But no matter how much it’s for practice, it’s a rapier. Katyusha’s hand after exchanging sums several times was covered with scars.
“It’s not like that. I think the reason I have an advantage is because of the young master’s hesitation.”
Katyusha shook her head. and added
“It’s okay if you don’t hesitate. I was prepared for some bruises and injuries, and on the contrary, I am happy to accept them. If you give up your hesitation, I will not win.”
It was a kind word that was considerate of me, but I was a little offended by the answer.
“… … Aren’t you hesitating too?”
“yes?”
Whenever I play a fighting game, there is something I often think about.
It doesn’t matter if the other person loses because they’re strong, but pretending to do their best while looking after them is very annoying.
If I ever lose, I want to lose to an opponent with all my heart. Because that’s how you grow into defeat.
“Then let’s do this.”
I loaded my rapier with magic. Crackle, crackle, sparks rose wildly in the rapier. Katyusha, who was always expressionless, widened her eyes as if she was embarrassed.
“Because I’m going with all my heart, live. This is an order.”
“Now, wait a minute! Bocchan, what do you mean… … !”
I didn’t wait for Katyusha’s words, and I stabbed at high speed with my rapier wrapped in lightning. The moment she thought the tip of the rapier had touched Katyusha, the tip of the rapier stuck into the ground and turned the world upside down.
“Ugh, heck!”
Katyusha climbed on top of me who had fallen and placed the tip of her hand on my stomach. It was a dumbfounded expression that he did not know what he had done.
“I was completely caught up. After all, Katyusha is strong.”
“… … Sin, sorry! I did something I shouldn’t have done!”
Then, in a panic, he hurriedly got up from his seat.
“Punish… … Punish me! I threatened the boy’s body… … !”
“It’s okay, I said that. Nothing wrong.”
“But, no matter how! There are things you can and can’t do as a maid, and I broke them!”
With a trembling voice, Katyusha lowered her head and shouted. It appeared that he was blaming himself for reacting reflexively in embarrassment to the sudden command. I did it because I wanted to see the truth, but it might have been a little harsh for Katyusha.
“It’s okay, so calm down. Because it’s okay. How far is sparring?”
“Punish… … You must be punished. Otherwise I… … .”
Katyusha continued to mutter with a pale face. Seeing her distraught appearance, I realized that Katyusha was looking at me, not me, but the other side of me——.
“You’re ugly.”
At the same time, a low, heavy voice came from behind.
It was the voice I had imagined. I swallowed and looked back.
“To lose to something like a failure of an institution, are you still going to call him my son?”
There was a huge man there.
“Something that doesn’t fit.”
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