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    Emperor Barbarossa was a strong man with strong muscles, and he enjoyed eating meat to the point where it seemed fanatical.

    Thick steak with just salt and pepper added.

    A red wine from the County of Flanders that stimulates the flavor of meat.

    Barbarossa’s appearance as he cheerfully sliced meat and drank wine seemed to show off his appearance as a bold hero. And, as he was both a meat lover and a glutton, servants went back and forth several times to present him with a new steak.

    “Of course, veal is the best steak. In particular, young calves under 4 months old have a soft texture because their muscles are delicate. So, whenever I welcome a guest, I always serve veal steak.”

    “It’s definitely delicious.”

    The veal steak served as the main dish was a delicacy that I had never tasted before, as it was a sumptuous feast served by the chefs of the Baltaria imperial family, who boasted the highest level of skill.

    What kind of food does the emperor eat?

    One day, I suddenly wondered, and I can’t believe my doubts were resolved like this.

    From the corner of my eye, I saw Barbarossa putting a large piece of meat into his mouth. And then he looked at Ludmilla, who was elegantly chopping meat next to the angry emperor. As befits a beautiful princess, even the sight of her eating steak was overflowing with elegance.

    Ludmilla and Elisabetta must look exactly like the Empress.

    If I had even 100% of the resemblance to that flamboyant emperor, my marriage would have been completely blocked.

    ah.

    The marriage was blocked.

    The second daughter is an old maid, and the third daughter experienced a break-up of her engagement at marriageable age.

    “character.”

    “Aang-.”

    I sliced the meat into small pieces with a fork and offered it to Lue.

    Then Lue opened his mouth wide and took the meat.

    “Sir Edanant.”

    “Yes, Your Majesty.”

    The emperor with a handsome mustache put down the fork and knife he had been using as tools.

    And then he opened his mouth.

    “No doubt, with this incident as an opportunity, the foolish crowd that likes to talk loudly will begin to doubt the prestige of the saint’s party. Until now, I’ve always relied on the saint’s party. Of course, if news continues to be missing, won’t suspicions grow like a snowball?”

    “For the public, expectations and dependence will come across as despair and a sense of betrayal.”

    The forces planning the ascension of evil would frequently commit cruel and evil acts in the future.

    Death will cover the sky.

    Pain and screams would fill the earth.

    And even so, the saint’s party will never show up. If he had truly cared about the helpless and weak crowd, he would not have gone on the odyssey of disappearing without a word.

    Soon the crowd will think:

    -The saint’s party turned away from the world!

    -The heroes who defeated the Demon King betrayed humanity!

    -The sublime divinity of the goddess fell to the ground… . Eventually, evil cults will rule the world.

    I frowned, anticipating the worst outcome that would happen in the future.

    Then the emperor nodded.

    “It will lead to a fucking catastrophe. I’m sure it won’t be long.”

    “… … .”

    The ruler of a powerful nation representing humanity prophesied.

    no,

    There is no need to call it a prophecy.

    In fact, the period of confusion caused by the vacancy of the saint’s party was no different from the worst. With the ascension of evil, numerous disasters will sweep across the continent.

    “Your Majesty, it is not polite to have a long conversation during a meal.”

    “Keuhum!”

    The Hohenberg family, which produced the warrior Maximilian, is largely responsible. Because Maximilian’s disappearance ultimately provided the signal for catastrophe.

    I tried to convey my apology to the emperor on behalf of my family.

    But then-.

    Ludmila sighed and intentionally broke the mood.

    Barbarossa cleared his throat and nodded at the advice of his beloved second daughter. As befits a daughter of an empire, I gave her a sharp sideways glance, and she quickly became obedient. And Ludmilla looked at me and sent a silent apology.

    “We are aware of the seriousness of the situation. If it’s for the good of the empire, I’ll help even if I’m inexperienced. Please help us prove the Hohenberg family’s loyalty to the imperial family.”

    “You have an amazing attitude.”

    Why did the emperor predict the near future during dinner?

    The answer was simple.

    It was, ‘I will put you to good use, so fight for the imperial family.’

    That was originally Maximilian’s role. This was the reason why Barbarossa tried to establish a relationship with the warrior’s family, even offering up his favorite youngest daughter for an arranged marriage.

    ‘You’re not trying to make me Elizaveta’s new fiancé, are you?’

    The possibility of that happening was slim.

    The breakup of the engagement was less than a month ago.

    Didn’t the relationship between the Baltarian imperial family and the Hohenberg family end in collapse?

    Moreover, if the second son was brought in as Elisabeta’s new fiancé in place of the eldest son who had declared an end to the engagement, the Baltarian imperial family would forever gain the notoriety of ‘bean dust’. Also, since this was something that Elizabeth’s honor depended on, she would never allow it.

    ‘But that doesn’t mean there’s a princess to choose as your new fiancée. There is Princess Carolina, the eldest daughter of the imperial family… ‘She’s a married woman who had her wedding a long time ago.’

    I’m sure you’re not asking me to volunteer without pay, right?

    ah.

    Then maybe there will be a revolution… .

    Rather, please at least reduce the compensation paid to the Hohenberg family.

    The word I hate the most is ‘passion pay.’

    “Keu, keuhm… !”

    “… … .”

    Ludmilla suddenly started clearing her throat.

    Did you drink the wrong wine?

    It seemed like it was because his face was red.

    “The Hohenberg family has dared to commit disloyalty. But what kind of reward would I, the second son of the family, expect? His Majesty graciously responded with a reward… I will only accept compassionate words.”

    “If you say that, I guess I can’t force you any more.”

    This is probably why Ludmilla gave the signal by clearing her throat.

    The Hohenberg family is not in a position to ask for a reward.

    I guess he keeps looking sideways to hint at that.

    I almost lost the wrath of the Mustache Emperor again.

    I sighed in relief and smiled slightly at Ludmilla. But for some reason, when she smiled, Ludmila’s face hardened.

    * * *

    The first saint’s delegation that departed from the Holy Empire of Gael arrived in the territory of the Valtaria Empire.

    When entering the border city,

    Saint Zebeline heard of the disaster that occurred in the imperial capital of the empire.

    The bombing left about 400 casualties.

    Surprisingly, the people behind the disaster were Gayle Doher and Poker, who were being pursued by the Holy Emperor.

    Is it because of resentment toward the empire?

    Maybe it was a word of hatred towards the saint’s party.

    The People’s Army, which had tormented the continent with numerous bombings, eventually even attacked the Baltarian Empire.

    If he had succeeded in escaping, he would have definitely targeted the Holy Emperor. Because Bomb Demon Gale was an unholy madman who had murdered numerous priests. Jeveline breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the report that the bomber had been killed on the spot.

    “Who killed the bomb horse?”

    “This is a person named Edanand von Hohenberg.”

    “Hohenberg… ? It’s a name I’ve heard a lot.”

    “He is said to be the younger brother of the warrior Maximilian.”

    This is my first time hearing this name.

    It was strange.

    If you’re someone capable of defeating a bomb demon, you’ve probably heard of his name… .

    Who on earth is this?

    Edanand von Hohenberg.

    Zeveline, hearing the unfamiliar name, tilted her head and expressed doubt.

    “Surprisingly… I used the imperial Aldebaran! The prince of the Hohenberg family used a holy sword!”

    “Really? No, that can’t be possible.”

    Maximilian was the only person with the qualifications for the Holy Sword.

    This is according to what has been revealed to the public.

    Maximilian’s younger brother used the holy sword.

    After hearing the truth, Zeveline kept repeating to herself, “That can’t be possible.”.

    ‘Besides, it’s the imperial castle of Aldebaran. Should I call this a coincidence? .’

    The saintess, with silver hair as beautiful as a lily of the valley, swallowed her sleep and lowered her head.

    Did I intuit something?

    The bright blue eyes trembled.

    Zeveline continued to worry after defeating the Paladins who were guarding him. As I hovered in place, I speculated about the new person responsible for Aldebaran. But in the end, as if I couldn’t think of a good prediction, I clicked my tongue while furrowing my eyebrows.

    “This is truly extraordinary! Isn’t Maximilian the only wielder of his time who was chosen by the Four Holy Swords of Destruction?”

    “… I don’t know.”

    there is.

    Just one person.

    Unknown to the public,

    An unidentified being that only I know about.

    There was a person who handled the holy sword even though he was not baptized by the Holy Emperor. Moreover, he was uniquely rejected by other holy swords, but was chosen only by the imperial castle Aldebaran.

    Is it really a coincidence?

    or not… .

    Could it be that there is a secret that has not been revealed? Even if it ended in nothing, there was a need to check it out first.

    “Ivan.”

    “Yes, saint.”

    Jeveline bit her nails and thought for a while before opening her mouth.

    “Go down to the County of Hohenberg immediately and collect information.”

    “It is the hometown of the warrior. Okay!”

    “No, the person you are collecting is Edanand von Hohenberg. As clearly as possible, my activities over the past three years… And find out everything.”

    “Yes? Prince Edanant, you mean… ?”

    The first saint of the Holy Empire had a warm and benevolent personality, but at the same time, she had a prickly side that was no different from neurosis.

    especially-

    I really hated saying the same thing twice.

    There was no way the deacon who served the saint under his command did not know this.

    As soon as I met the brightly shining blue eyes, I was shocked and immediately answered.

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