LIGHTNOVELSTORY C1
Episode 1
The Magic family, that has been around for over thousand years since the founding of the empire .
and earned the respect of empire and its people. The Grave ducal Family
Of course, that was all in the past.
Currently, the power of the Grave Ducal Family is not what it used to be.
At the ducal family’s assembly, several nobles were shouting at a boy sitting on the throne.
“Your Highness, punish the sinner!”
“The words of the Commander of the Magic Corps are correct. Punish severely the sinner who has caused great harm to this territort!”
The young duke, Kyle Grave, listened quietly to those words with a blank expression.
He must be about fifteen now.
He is too young to sit on the throne.
In front of Kyle, a young man was kneeling weakly.
knight Repentir Ivan, a promising knight who had been favoured by the former duke.
“The sinner, Repentir Ivan, should be severely punished for his crime!”
Gaul Zylo, the commander of the Grave’s magic corps, shouted again, fuelled by such support.
But there were also different opinions.
“Your Highness, please show mercy!”
Setarim Wiver, the commander of the Shield Knights representing the Grave Duchy.
He was a master the knights of the empire, numbering less than ten, and had been loyal to the Grave family his whole life.
Naturally, he also had considerable influence in the ducal family.
“Indeed, Repentir has damaged the mana concentration array that penetrates the territory, but it was to save the resident from external threats….”
“He caused damage worth thousands of gold! To incur such huge losses just to save a few dozen resident!”
Zylo interrupted Wiver, not hiding his displeasure.
“Moreover, they are nothing more than commoners. It would be better if they disappeared now….”
“Be careful with your words, Zylo!”
“Did I say anything wrong?”
Simply put, Zylo’s words were not wrong.
The cost of repairing the mana concentration array was enormous.
But how can we calculate everything in the world purely in terms of numbers?
“Your Highness, please….!”
Nevertheless, Setarim could not continue his words.
Because he knew it was meaningless.
“The will of Your Highness is already firm.”
He gritted his teeth.
A retainer of the former duke.
Because of him, Kyle Grave ascended to the ducal throne completely unprepared.
A fifteen-year-old boy who had not even experienced life as a proper noble.
It is not a job to expect wise judgment as a duke from an unprepared fifteen-year-old boy.
In reality, Kyle Grave might already be in a situation where he is being toyed with by that treacherous commander of the magic corps.
‘Oh, how did this happen….’
Setarim closed his eyes, unable to hide his frustration.
To think that he had to watch his young master being manipulated like a puppet by that treacherous commander.
He had never seen the former Duke.
‘I’m sorry, Repentir.’
Setarim closed his eyes tightly.
He should have acted sooner.
Before his young master was manipulated by the commander of the magic corps.
Because of his negligence, the situation had decline, , to this extent.
As if mocking his despair, the commander of the magic corps urged Kyle.
“Your Highness, please….!”
“Punish him!”
Following his outcry, other nobles also shouted in unison.
And a moment later, the words Kyle muttered under his breath were….
“Wow, crazy, this is insane.”
It was truly an incomprehensible word.