Do Your Own Revolution

#166

Boom-! Boom-!

“Artillery incoming! Everyone take cover-!”

“Maintain the barrier! Don’t go outside recklessly! Understood?!”

The border stronghold city, Ruinberg.

While Prince Meldir’s coronation ceremony was taking place in the imperial capital, a desperate three-day defensive battle continued here.

“Magic bullets depleted! Relief personnel…!”

“We’re out of magical power too! At this rate… Argh!”

His cry while clutching his overloaded magic imprint was cut short.

A Special Magical Power Unit member became a cold corpse from a blade strike that flew in from the flank.

“Finally showing your true colors, third-rate mages!”

The knight from House Nachtval advanced slowly with a triumphant smile, a sphere of light hovering above his shoulder.

Seeing that he still had magical power left despite fighting for three days straight, dismay spread across the unit members’ faces.

Duke Nachtval’s second invasion, gathering reinforcements into one force.

Though the defensive forces were holding back the offensive under Feilun’s command with his six stroke imprint, the battle situation couldn’t have been darker.

‘This is on a completely different level from the last invasion. Did they come intending to end it all this time…!’

Unlike the first invasion where they retreated considering Knight Order casualties, this invasion was different in scale from the start.

Armored trains requisitioned from Duke Buckenheim, and large-scale forces made up of infantry.

The Nachtval Knight Order had exhaustively deployed regular troops to drain the Special Magical Power Unit’s magical power, then charged in with the Knight Order at the decisive moment.

The Special Magical Power Unit mages had high instantaneous firepower but lacked sustained combat ability.

Though the tactic targeting this weakness was brilliant, Feilun ground his teeth and shouted at Duke Nachtval who stood before him.

“Is this all you could come up with? Is this pathetic method all you could think of?!”

Tens of thousands of infantry had become cold corpses just to make this one attack successful.

Infantry thrown in with bare bodies, without even proper protective equipment, let alone fire support.

The sight of them charging forward picking up weapons from fallen soldiers was nothing more than cannon fodder.

“A noble who should protect their subjects, using them as shields! And you still dare speak of knightly honor!”

“Sorry, but I’m not foolish enough to seek honor in a situation like this.”

And…

The Duke let his words trail off, then slowly opened his mouth while mocking Feilun’s burning gaze.

“For using non-awakened ones who don’t possess even a speck of magical power, isn’t this the best method?”

“…!”

At the Duke’s words spoken as if stating the obvious, Feilun’s face contorted like a demon’s.

Non-awakened.

That disgusting nature that saw people as vermin for the sole reason of not possessing magical power.

That foolish thinking had taken everything precious from him.

Maylene. Aunt Diane. Jack.

All those who had loved him in his childhood…!

Clang—!

Feilun’s magic erupted before the Duke who wore a satisfied smile.

Three days of non-stop fighting, plus the overload from magic bullets.

Though an ordinary knight would have collapsed long ago, he kept squeezing out his magic circuits while gritting his teeth.

“How lamentable, Feilun.”

The Duke muttered softly while watching this sight, deflecting his magic with a thoroughly leisurely expression.

“Brilliant talent and magical power, plus an indomitable fighting spirit even in extreme situations. The more I see, the more your talent shines like jade.”

The Duke let out words of admiration as if viewing a well-carved artwork.

“However.”

But the next moment.

Boom–!

“Ugh?!”

Dozens of photon spells filled Feilun’s field of vision.

With magical power depleted now, defending with a barrier would be suicide.

Though Feilun immediately threw himself aside to dodge the magic.

“To throw such brilliant talent into this mudpit.”

“…!”

The Duke’s face was already right beside him.

“It’s the fault of poor child-rearing, don’t you think?”

“What did you…!”

The mockery continued along with a cold smile.

Feilun ground his teeth and tried to swing his sword, but the Duke’s movements were far faster.

Crash–!

Along with a kick infused with magical power, Feilun’s body was driven straight down.

Such force that he only stopped after breaking through three collapsed buildings.

Though Feilun barely held onto his consciousness that was about to snap, he couldn’t help but despair seeing the Duke approaching.

“Domain…!”

A shimmer of light around him.

And dozens of light spheres appearing along with it.

Despite fighting non-stop for three days, it meant the Duke still had enough magical power left to activate his domain.

‘Is this as far as I go…!’

He wasn’t the only one in this desperate situation.

Looking around, Feilun thought.

To stop Prince Meldir’s coronation, the Kalhyram Army had no choice but to advance on the capital somehow.

But if he fell here, the defensive facilities of Ruinberg, a strategic point in the border region, would fall into the Knight Order’s hands.

With the Knight Order, specialists in prolonged warfare, gaining such a fortress and defensive facilities, even the Kalhyram Army wouldn’t be able to break through.

They could delay the advance by weeks at shortest, months at longest.

‘If that happens… this war ends in the Round Table’s victory.’

I absolutely cannot let that happen.

Thinking this, Feilun slowly extended his sword hand while gripping his trembling hand.

“You still have strength to fight?”

“I must fight.”

For all those who died before.

Because this is all I can do.

“Fool.”

The Duke who spat out shortly gradually drew up magical power.

A waterfall of massive magical power that couldn’t be blocked with his remaining strength.

Though he sensed death, he didn’t want to retreat.

Just hoping that my fight wouldn’t shame those who died before…!

Thinking this, Feilun raised his sword while gritting his teeth, and.

Clang–!

The next moment.

A red beam that flew in from behind him shattered the Duke’s magic.

“What…?!”

His magic with a seven stroke imprint was broken?

In this situation with Domain activated?

The startled Duke’s gaze turned behind Feilun.

What his eyes saw was the signature black uniform of the Special Magical Power Unit.

‘Eugene? No, not him.’

Though similar to Eugene, but at the same time a completely different magical power wavelength.

While thinking this, the man who passed by the staggering Feilun took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

“Thank you for your hard work defending Ruinberg until now, Lord Feilun.”

The insignia on his shoulder was the symbol of a Special Magical Power Unit commander.

“Guille…!”

“Special Magical Power Unit Commander Guille. As of now, I’m taking over the defense mission.”

Pointing his gun at the Duke while saying this, Feilun could tell who he was.

“I was wondering when you’d show up. Did Eugene send you?”

“You could say that, more or less.”

“Then that guy…”

“He went to the imperial capital.”

At Guille’s words, Feilun let out a bitter laugh while slowly standing up.

The reinforcements that arrived first.

Eugene heading to the imperial capital.

And even talk of being the empire’s master.

Through these three elements, Feilun could guess the Kalhyram Army’s real strategy.

At least the time he had held out here wasn’t meaningless.

“You may withdraw if you wish.”

“No. That won’t do.”

Because it’s a long grudge.

At those words, Guille silently handed Feilun spare magic bullets.

“Just when I thought I’d caught up somewhat… you’ve already risen this far.”

“Well, he’s someone who never thinks about those trying to keep up.”

“I agree.”

The new Special Magical Power Unit commander and the leader of the ‘Youth Faction’, a rising noble.

Meeting after a long time, the two men raised their weapons side by side before their common denominator, Eugene.

Whir…!

Magical power surging as magic bullets were fired.

At the unexpected guest’s appearance, the Duke had no choice but to grit his teeth.

‘A six stroke mage of the Special Magical Power Unit reaching here means…!’

The Duke’s gaze slowly rose to the sky.

What floated in Ruinberg’s airspace were dozens of black airships.

From there, numerous mages were already descending one by one.

Thud–!

At the same time.

The Knight Order forces advancing to subdue Ruinberg encountered Special Magical Power Unit mages who descended from the airships.

Only shadows visible in the thick smoke.

However, the knights fired their loaded magic without hesitation.

“New enemies? But still!”

“The tide has already turned. Deploying mages at this point…!”

The knights fired magic at the shadows while sensing victory.

But the next moment.

They noticed something was strange.

Thud. Thud.

Special Magical Power Unit mages slowly walking out through the smoke.

But what they were wearing now…

What is that?

“Wait. Don’t tell me that’s…”

A knight who had experienced the war with the Republic shook his head, denying reality.

Hiss-!

The sound of hydraulics operating along with shells being loaded.

And magical power boiling from that armor.

What appeared before them were Special Magical Power Unit mages equipped with the Republic’s Armored Infantry powered suits.

“First Armored Battalion, mission start.”

“Annihilate the Knight Order.”

Along with heavy footsteps, dozens of steel giants revealed themselves.

The Republic’s bear that hunted knights appeared again, now bearing the Special Magical Power Unit’s symbol on its shoulder.

***

“The coronation ceremony broadcast signal has been cut. According to plan.”

The broadcast from the imperial capital being cut meant a sudden change had occurred.

In other words, it meant Eugene had successfully infiltrated the venue.

“By the way, the prototype performance test is excellent.”

The advance guard had joined the front lines, and the Kalhyram Army main force was also moving toward the empire.

Keiren spoke with satisfaction while watching the battlefield from the airship.

The first thing the Kalhyram Army did after occupying the Republic was securing skilled mechanics and engineers from the Republic.

The Special Magical Power Unit exclusive powered suit prototype was demonstrated, proving its performance by overpowering high-ranking knights one-on-one.

With Korhonen’s iron and numerous mana cores captured from beneath Westraine, mass production shouldn’t be difficult.

Keiren’s imprint specialists who create Special Magical Power Unit magic imprints.

Magic bullets that boost imprint output.

Powered suits that protect mages’ bodies.

And the Kalhyram Army soldiers who became the strongest war machine ever through the Republic war, plus numerous military strategists.

The Special Magical Power Unit and Kalhyram Army were finally complete.

“So what remains is…”

“Buckenheim. And the magic nobles in the center.”

At Erich’s words beside him, Keiren slowly nodded.

And at that moment.

Click. Click click.

From the radio that had been disconnected, a familiar voice began to be heard.

– …His Majesty ordered the abolition of all imperial class systems along with his death.

Eugene Lorentz.

He who entered the imperial capital alone had seized the broadcast station that rang throughout the empire.

– However, the magic nobles and the old imperial family they protect committed high treason by invading the imperial palace with the purpose of maintaining their power, assassinating His Imperial Majesty.

– Therefore, I, Eugene Lorentz, officially announce that in accordance with His Majesty’s last will, I have executed the entire imperial family who assassinated His Majesty and all magic nobles who supported this act.

“…What?”

“Executed, all of them?”

“It wasn’t just seizing the broadcast station?”

An unexpected action not in the operation plan.

As if responding to the startled Keiren and Erich, the voice continued to ring out over the radio.

– Currently, Count Branvilde and Count Dvorak’s family head and their Knight Orders have been completely eliminated. The traitor Duke Buckenheim who assassinated His Majesty has fled toward the eastern empire.

– They will stop at nothing to survive, and in the process will sacrifice countless people.

The voice paused briefly due to noise.

Then shocking content began broadcasting non-stop from the radio.

– Therefore, as His late Majesty’s proxy, I convey His Majesty’s final order to the many Kalhyram Army soldiers listening to this broadcast.

A moment of silence.

And shortly after.

– All forces charge.

Like giving the order himself, Eugene’s voice rang throughout the empire.

– End the magic nobles’ rule and usher in a new era.

With those final words, as the broadcast ended.

Uoooooh—!

Cheers erupted from the airship and waiting troops.

“Kill them! Kill them! Kill them-!”

“Eugene! Eugene! Eugene!”

He had fled.

Buckenheim.

The root cause who had driven Anna and countless others to their deaths had finally tucked tail and started running.

“Maybe Eugene left Buckenheim alive for my sake.”

Saying this, Keiren smiled coldly while recalling that time.

“Karl Buckenheim.”

At the moment victory came into sight, an old grudge raised its head.

“That one, I must eliminate with my own hands.”

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