Rakuin no Monshou:Volume1 Epilogue

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Epilogue

There was a lot of wandering.

The strong emotions that got carried along weren’t meant for the current Orba.

This was not the road he himself had expected to walk, but if he expected to obtain something after all this wandering, for someone who’d been forcefully manipulated this way, wasn’t it the means to take revenge with his own hands?

I…

Can’t you take up the sword for your own purposes if you didn’t hate someone? With those feelings in his heart, dressed in brass armour, he got down on his knees on top of the bright red carpet.

The imperial capital Solon - at the audience hall.

“You’ve decorated your first campaign with a brilliant victory, we are more pleased than anybody else, Gil.”

Courtiers sitting in a row to his left and right, the man sitting on the throne before him was the emperor of the Imperial Dynasty of Mephius, Guhl Mephius. His white hair and beard were both long and full of waves. Although he had deep wrinkles on his face, and deep eye sockets as if they were hollowed out, he was still fully shining with vitality.

“Gladly.”

“It seems you’ve used various ideas. But I’m truly pleased that Ryucown’s head has been severed by Mephian hands. This is more a victory than we expected.”

“This was all because of Duke Fedom’s wisdom. General Oubary has also been of great assistance during my first campaign. It was also thanks to the soldiers and retainers by your guidance, father. I merely borrowed their strength.”

“Oh?”

The expression on Guhl’s face was unusually calm as he nodded. It looked like His Majesty was definitely pleased, and the senior statesmen made eye contact with each other showing satisfied looks. Earlier, although it seemed like he showed a much more severe attitude towards his true son, all he wished for was his own child’s growth. There wasn’t a parent that didn’t love his child.

“As a result from our conference with Garbera, it’s decided we should once again put our attention your marriage with Princess Vileena. Until then, she is a special guest of ours. But we can understand passionate feelings, so keep your lovemaking to a low so there won’t cause any trouble.”

His smile showed he was making a joke.

Embarrassed, Gil bowed his head and said, “I will.” It invited the audience lined up in rows to have a laugh.

Princess Vileena had been given a private room in the inner palace. Together with her attendant Theresia, she could expect a well-established way of life for now. Moreover, when they decided upon a new date for the marriage, it was expected Garbera would no doubt return the captured territory of Apta in the form of a ‘gift’. The Kingdom of Garbera wouldn’t be able to face Mephius properly anymore if they didn’t.

For many different reasons, Prince Gil’s accomplishments were grand.

The atmosphere in the hall had been calm from the beginning to the end, but at the final moment Guhl spoke these words,

“Even Ende won’t be able to make a move so easily. However, if this happened in Garbera, it could’ve happened anywhere else. From now on, to keep the authority and strength within the Mephian Imperial Family, we will have to protect the peace within our country. Gil, you also bear this responsibility.”

He hadn’t forgotten to give the anti-imperial groups their fair warning.

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