Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard-Chapter 327

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In the empire, rebellion was a serious crime.

Though serious, not many attempted it.

First, there wasn't much reason to rebel.

This medieval fantasy world had a loose feudal system.

Though the Emperor was the nation's ruler, his power was similar to any great noble.

Local nobles enjoyed king-like authority in their territories, so there was no need to overthrow superiors to become king.

Why need a crown when you already live like a king?

Yet nobles planning rebellion popped up everywhere.

Their reasons varied.

Some were unsatisfied with their titles, some disliked the empire. Some might try allying with foreign powers after falling out with their lords.

In this context, Count Mokrick's rebellion was truly novel.

The reason was simple.

None of the surrounding nobles knew why he had rebelled!

"Give us concessions! Guarantee us things!"

"...? What's wrong with that guy?"

"Must've eaten rotten radishes."

The empire's south was becoming increasingly chaotic with two dukes growling at each other.

Besides Count Mokrick, all sorts of bizarre incidents were breaking out everywhere.

Count Mokrick was Duke Roxlan's vassal, just another known imperial noble.

If anything special, the Count's fortress served as a kind of gateway between the empire's interior and exterior.

This might sound like an important role...

But crucially, Count Mokrick's fortress had no imperial road.

The ancient empire's road, that is.

Though the territory had potential as a strategic point, without the ancient road its value was halved.

In fact, due to poor transportation, hardly anyone used the Count's fortress.

So it was more like "wants to be a strategic point."

Useful in emergencies, but otherwise unremarkable.

Therefore, Count Mokrick's rebellion became known to all as a "very annoying" incident.

"He started a rebellion from that mountain valley?"

"Who's going to suppress it? Not me."

"Ahem... my joints are acting up..."

Duke Roxlan's vassals showed little enthusiasm for suppressing the rebellion.

Well... it was annoying.

Who had time to deal with a mountain valley count's rebellion when Duke Fargar was happily dancing with swords outside?

Besides, you could clearly only earn merit fighting Duke Fargar!

With vassals lukewarm, Duke Roxlan also found it annoying.

He wanted to show imperial ducal dignity... but not right now.

It helped that he had an unpaid all-purpose servant nearby.

The Duke tossed the annoying homework of rebellion suppression to the Emperor...

"Emperor! An insolent fool has appeared trying to illegally occupy your territory!"

Though that insolent fool was the Duke's vassal.

Should he personally deal with it? Who kno~ws?

It was wordplay using imperial law.

By imperial law, all empire territory and its attachments belonged to the Emperor.

Legally speaking.

But the Emperor had "lent" that land to his vassals-

After about 200 years of lending, the vassals came to think the land was theirs.

But now?

They could make the selfish argument that since imperial land belonged to the Emperor, he should suppress rebellion!

When the Emperor tried exercising influence over vassals, they'd foam at the mouth screaming about oppression and tyranny!

He'd have nothing to say even if the Emperor left a note saying "Fuck this shit ㅗ" and got truck'd on his way home.

When Duke Roxlan declared he was "busy now," the Emperor sighed deeply and prepared to suppress the rebellion.

...By borrowing soldiers.

He wanted to move imperial troops, but like Duke Roxlan that wasn't really possible.

The Emperor decided to "borrow" troops from neighboring Duke Hastria.

The Emperor was from House Hastria anyway.

In politics, sometimes you had to dig into your own pockets.

"Your Majesty. I'll join too!"

"Very well. Do so."

While House Hastria's forces were moving-

Elia Hastria also asked to join.

That's why Princess Elia went to the battlefield.

'The situation isn't good.'

Marching with Hastria's army, Elia realized the battlefield situation was worse than expected.

Not that they were losing.

They say even a mutt fights hard in its own yard.

No matter how strong Count Mokrick was, he couldn't defeat House Hastria's soldiers.

Since open battle was clearly impossible, the Count had only one strategy.

Space defense.

'Nope~ Not leaving the castle~ Won't come out till I die of old age~'

Medieval fortresses were mostly difficult to capture.

Especially mountain fortresses like Count Mokrick's stuck on a ridge - better for mental health to just give up and move on.

The Hastria commander knew this well.

Commander Sir Kanbento never planned to attack the Count from the start.

"First we'll occupy all nearby villages, collect taxes, and siege for about 3 years."

"Three years?!"

Sir Kanbento's chosen card was simple but powerful.

'Nope~ We're not going home either~ We'll live here till we die of old age~'

Simply settling down on someone else's land and acting as lord instead.

"But three years..."

"The war makes it hard to recruit wizards. When the southern situation stabilizes and we can invite wizards from university, we can move."

"..."

Indeed.

An enemy holed up in a fortress could space defend for decades.

But this wasn't just medieval times, it was a medieval fantasy world.

'Nope~ Our castle has wells and wheat fields~ Never going outside, just gonna make babies here~'

'Go ahead~ We just need to bring a wizard~'

A skilled wizard could break even the strongest castle.

...The problem was such skilled wizards were hard to recruit.

Most wizards loved research and wandering.

The more skilled, the more focused on gathering experience and wisdom by traveling the world.

They weren't beings nobles could summon at will.

"If we made siege engines instead...!"

"Haha. Your Highness. Siege engines are very expensive. Not something to bring to someone else's war."

"..."

Sir Kanbento just planned to sit right in front of Count Mokrick and endure from the start.

Why bother fighting hard climbing mountains? Was someone's child kidnapped in the fortress?

Eventually Duke Roxlan or the Emperor would send reinforcements anyway.

'Not good... really!'

Elia bit her lip anxiously.

Originally she'd planned to quickly suppress the rebellion and return to her father's side.

She didn't know much about war, and hadn't expected Sir Kanbento to simply settle down without consideration.

'There's... something about this war.'

On the surface, Fargar and Roxlan seemed to be opposing each other.

But arriving at the scene, Elia smelled conspiracy beyond that in the air.

It was hard to explain exactly what.

But she trusted her instincts.

The feeling that investigation would reveal something.

'Father's illness must be connected...!'

The rumors of the Emperor being sick were true.

He suffered from lethargy, insomnia, and loss of appetite.

Though priests and wizards examined him, he showed no improvement.

Elia regretted hastily leaving her father's side.

She'd thought she could learn something from Count Mokrick...

Who knew things would get so complicated.

"Sir Kanbento. I'll look for a way to capture Count Mokrick's fortress."

"? You, Your Highness? There's no need..."

"I studied magic at Imperial University."

I'm a wizard too! Elia wanted to say.

But Sir Kanbento's response was lukewarm.

Understandably so.

Could graduating from some university department give you expert knowledge?

An undergraduate was just an undergraduate, no matter how talented.

"Don't overdo it."

"I understand."

So Elia began pondering ways to break through Count Mokrick's fortress.

As Sir Kanbento advised, she didn't plan to overdo it.

If she found no solution after about a month... she'd give up and return to her father's side.

...Though she'd be labeled a Hastria who fled the battlefield.

Watching her father's condition was more important to her.

As Elia examined maps and investigated the surrounding geography.

"Your Highness! A visitor has come!"

"?"

Ian had arrived at the battlefield.

Anyone could see Ian wasn't an ordinary visitor.

You don't call someone leading a company's worth of soldiers just a visitor.

"Ian!"

Elia ran out hurriedly.

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There... stood the black-haired wizard.

"It's been a while, Elia."

"It really is you, Ian!"

Eredith's disciple, Ian.

The wizard known by various nicknames at university - Crow Wizard, Dragon Slayer of Talian, Patron Saint of Coffee(?), and so on.

"Ho ho. Good to see you again, Your Highness."

"Good to see you."

"Sir Salvador! Lady Belenka!"

Ian had come with faces familiar to Elia.

Moreover.

"Hello, Lady Hastria."

"Eek! I'm so glad to see you! Kira!"

Even Kira, her university friend(?).

Such welcome faces for Elia who'd been trembling with anxiety.

Elia looked up at Ian with expectant eyes.

Surely he hadn't come with this group just for a neighborhood walk!

"What brings you here?"

Ian answered honestly.

"I came because I have a favor to ask..."

Elia's eyes sparkled as she shouted:

"Then let's make a deal! Ian!"

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