I'm the Evil Lord of an Intergalactic Empire!

Book 10: Chapter 4: Baron Glynn

It was three years before the wedding when the fleet was assembled to leave to rescue the Barony of Glynn.

Liam, the general-in-chief, was also departing, and Rosetta was there to see him off that day.

Rosetta is surrounded by Amagi and Brian.

This was to show people that Rosetta would be in charge of everything during Liam's absence.

She was showing that the two people Liam trusted were by his side and supporting him.

Rosetta talks to Liam.

"Darling, come back safe and sound."

Rosetta, worried about Liam, folded her hands in prayer.

Liam watches her unconcernedly.

It is as if he has no idea that he is about to die, but Liam has a track record of triumph over adversity.

The people around him did not think he was arrogant, but rather respected him.

Liam teases Rosetta about her worries.

"A war of this magnitude takes time. It's too bad the wedding had to drift away."

This line comes from knowing that Rosetta was looking forward to the wedding.

Rosetta shakes her head at Liam.

"I don't care if it flows. As long as my darling comes back, that's all that matters."

"That's an auspicious gesture."

Liam, who is sulking that it's not worth teasing, spots Wallace among the crowd and calls him to his side.

"Wallace, come here for a minute."

"What?"

Wallace, who responds casually to Liam, has known him since elementary school.

Liam is also forgiving, and Wallace is in a special position in the territory.

He had also shown talent in event-related work and was now the general manager of the wedding.

Wallace looks a little surprised when Liam overhears him.

"Are you sure? Could it be for nothing?"

Rosetta didn't hear anything, but apparently Liam asked Wallace for something that would be wasted.

Liam looks at Rosetta.

"No problem."

Liam then turns his back to Rosetta and heads toward the superdreadnought he is boarding.

Rosetta prays behind him.

"Dear God, please bring my darling back safe and sound."

The home of the Baron de Glynn family.

It was a place of stagnant air.

The area around Baron Glynn's mansion is neatly maintained, but away from there, there is an impoverished area.

Because of the desolate nature of the planet, the environment for human habitation was limited.

The planet was rich in nature several hundred years ago, but since the current head of the family took over the estate, the environment within the estate has deteriorated drastically.

This is the result of the destruction of the environment due to unreasonable development and the repeated failures of the people who pushed themselves too hard to do something about it.

Now, the only place where people can live is where the area is located.

Such is Baron Glynn, but why does he live on such a devastated planet?

In fact, he usually lived on the capital planet and often left his territory unoccupied.

Because of the failure of development, he has been left unmotivated to manage the territory.

When he returned with Theodore after a long absence, he noticed for the first time that the situation in his home base had deteriorated considerably.

"If it's this bad, it looks like we'll be able to draw a lot of support from Liam."

Seeing such a situation, Baron Glynn's words were these.

Theodore is also out of his depth.

"Wouldn't it be more comfortable to move quickly to Charlotte?"

"I don't like the idea of emigrating because it's too much trouble. Besides, I usually live on the capital planet. I don't have to come back often, so I can put up with it."

"Patience?"

That is to say, he never took into account the people living in his territory.

Baron Glynn discusses the future with Theodore.

"Baron Glynn, the head of Liam's forces, my role is simply to hold off Liam's forces here as long as possible, is that correct?"

Theodore nodded that was fine.

To be honest, I had no expectations of the Glynn barons in terms of strength from the beginning.

"I didn't care. It's a losing battle anyway."

"If Liam loses this battle, I'd like him to give me a chair of my own. I've had enough of this planet for one day."

Baron Glynn, but he wanted to abandon his frontier fiefdom and live on the capital planet.

To that end, he is participating in Cleo's plan.

Theodore conveys Cleo's words.

"His Highness Cleo has promised that if His Highness the Crown Prince ascends to the throne without any problems, he will prepare a suitable chair for you as well."

Baron Glynn is heartbroken.

"If so, let's nail Liam's forces to the spot."

Theodore smiles and shakes hands with Baron Glynn.

"I'm counting on you, Baron."

(You're just a born-again hypocrite. You'll just disappear when it's all over. Do your best to cooperate with us.)

The home of the Baron de Glynn.

The fleet of the Banfield family arrived there earlier than the others, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

They are steadily increasing in number, but this time they are quite overwhelmed.

They have dispatched their fleet to the border with the High Kingdom, and they also have to leave the defense of their home base behind.

The fact that we were able to gather a force of 300,000 from these areas is a testament to our daily efforts.

Thanks to the great development of my territory, I am able to maintain a fleet of this size.

Well, it is also thanks to the alchemy box.

However, even with the alchemy box, I am beginning to see some limits.

No matter how much resources I can get, I can't use the alchemy box all the time.

I am also worried about leaving it to someone else.

From now on, development will be difficult without groundwork.

"Well, I came on board first--but this is terrible."

This was the view looking down from space, and it was just awful.

Only acology is inhabitable, and it reminded me of the Rezel family that took care of me when I was in training.

But that one is because of resource extraction, while the bastard Glynn's was just devastated by failed development.

"This is what happens when incompetence gets the better of people. We should have relied on artificial intelligence."

Bridge of a superdreadnought battleship.

The floor projects an image so that it looks down on the main planet of the Barony of Glynn.

I was just stunned by the territory, which is a model of how even the most advanced civilization can't be helped if the top is incompetent.

Tia, who was very enthusiastic, was encouraging me.

"That's right! No proper development can be done by an incompetent person who can't even be an average person."

I'm aware that there are things I can't do, and when I'm in trouble, I turn to others.

I've seen time and time again that those who can't do that are miserable.

I feel better for the compliment, but the problem is the pick-up.

"That's great, but there's nowhere to host our fleet."

It is good that they came aboard with 300,000 ships, but unfortunately, there are no facilities to receive them.

We had checked well in advance, but the SS was one of the first to tell us there was no problem.

Marie was frustrated.

"We can't even get a proper supply because of those idiots in the SS. Call those responsible!"

In response to Marie yelling at the operator, a transmission came in from Theodore, who had entered Baron Glynn's domain.

"This is Count Banfield. You have arrived on schedule. But shouldn't you have arrived earlier if you wanted to show your commitment?"

Ignoring Theodore's opinion, which was always whining, I complained that I was not ready to accept.

"I'm not ready to accept."

"I have reported that the Barony of Glynn has been damaged. We're going to have a lot of allies coming over from now on. Let Count Banfield prepare a base with his skills. I hear he is quite good at it."

I've had a few experiences with this, but it's infuriating to have them participate and then try to stiff them.

"I've been there a few times, but it's annoying that they want to use you. I don't expect anything from you guys from the start. Hey, get to it."

"Ha!"

Klaus gives a short reply, and the ships from the fleet with engineering units on board and other vessels performing special work get to work.

They start building a simple base with the supplies they brought in.

The ships descend on the planet one after another and begin construction of a ground base.

However, this is nothing more than a burnt stone.

The allied fleet that will gather in the future will exceed one million ships.

Although smaller in number than in a foreign war, this is an unbelievable number when considered in the context of a domestic conflict between aristocrats.

Both sides are so enthusiastic about this battle that their numbers have swelled.

Beside me, the general, stands Klaus, the first knight.

He is calm and dependable today.

I complained to Klaus.

"It's sad that all this investment of people, resources, and money has resulted in Baron Glynn's new fiefdom, Klaus, what do you think?"

If you accompany it with a nasty question, Klaus will give you a mediocre reply.

"I think it's worth more than a planet when it comes to the battle to decide who will be the next emperor."

I project the planet Charlotte as a three-dimensional image onto the palm of my hand.

I like it because I feel like I have the planet in my hands.

"I don't think it's worth it to me, though."

"Liam-sama, please refrain from making careless remarks.

"Satisfied with the slightly impatient look on Klaus' face, I look at Charlotte and remember the earth."

"--I'd rather have this planet than a chair."

When the war is about to start over the planet Charlotte.

On the capital planet, Cleo's sister, Licitea, was looking restless.

In the room where Cleo is working in his office, he suddenly gets up and wanders around the room as if he were sitting on the sofa.

Cleo lets out a small sigh and cautions Licitea.

"Sister, your concern won't change the outcome of the game."

Hearing this, Licitea's face turns bright red.

"I'm not the only one who's concerned! Even your sister Cecilia was worried about you."

"My fiance, Lord Kurt, will be there."

Cecilia - Liam's best friend, Kurt's fiance, and their older sister.

She is engaged to Kurt, renouncing her right of succession.

She now lives with Kurt's parents, the Barons of Exner, and Licitea has been in touch with her from time to time.

"Lord Liam and Lord Kurt--there are many other people I don't want to see die."

When Cleo heard Licitea's genuine feelings - he felt nauseous.

(What is she saying on a battlefield where a hundred million people will die if it goes badly? As I thought, big sister is sweet.)

Licitea, who became a knight to protect Cleo, is good-natured in character.

But she is too naive to survive in the court.

That is why Cleo did not tell Licitea that he was in partnership with Calvin.

"The Count is strong, you know. He will surely come back victorious."

Liam has bounced back from adversity many times in the past, but this time he had the upper hand over Calvin in terms of conditions. --But this time, on the surface, he had the edge over Calvin.

At Cleo's suggestion, Licitea regained her composure.

"Yes, that's right. Liam is strong! But still, Lord Liam can do anything. I hear that the Prime Minister also praised his domestic policy skills. If this is the case, if Cleo succeeds to the throne, with Liam-dono's backing, the empire will be on a firm footing!"

Cleo was disgusted in his heart at such an easygoing idea from Licitea.

"Yes, that's right. For that reason, let us trust that the Count will prevail."

(If Liam continues to win, the empire will be stable. I'm sure everyone will honor Liam and not me. But I can't stand it.)

Cleo holds her hand tightly, out of sight of Licitea.

(I hung on for dear life. I hung on for dear life, and thanks to you, I'm within reach of the emperor's chair. That's why I think. --I hate everything.)

All I've ever thought about is living, but when I can afford it, how did it come to this? I began to think.

Who's to blame?

The emperor who made a spectacle of himself?

Your mother who made you a man?

No, it was the country's fault in the first place - and it was the country's fault in the first place.

The hatred in Cleo's heart is building up day by day.

Licitea speaks to Cleo as if she were making small talk.

" Well~, Liam-dono is really great. He is truly a hero. If it weren't for your fiance, your daughters wouldn't have left you alone by now. Cleo, even you--"

"Sister! I'm a man."

Cleo, interrupting Licitea loudly, stood up from his seat, with anger on his face.

Oh shit, regrets Licitea, and apologizes.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You are a man."

"Be more careful."

Licitea is apologetic but bites down.

"But even you really--"

"It's a bit of a mess, really."

Cleo does not listen to Licitea and leaves the office in frustration.

.

Masked scientists were gathered in a laboratory Cleo had prepared.

The experts in various fields - science, magic, and so on - are creating babies floating in a series of capsules.

As Cleo walks into such a room, the person in charge approaches her.

"Your Highness, I regret to inform you that most of the individuals are not going to be able to perform."

When Cleo squints at the disappointing news, the person in charge makes an excuse.

"We are installing the One-Flash data collected in the educational capsule, but many have lost their lives due to overwork."

The babies floating in the capsule are clones created from Liam's genes.

However, many of them died in the process of growing up.

"Rapid growth is also burdensome, and their lifespan is not long. When One-Flash's data is installed, all of them suffer brain damage. Even if they succeeded, they would only last a few decades."

Cleo did not take into account the length of his lifespan.

"I don't care. As long as it's in time for this battle. It's more pathetic that you have mass-produced so many of them and not a single one has been successful."

"There is only one survivor."

The person in charge led Cleo to another room, where he saw a child with long hair who had grown to around ten years old in appearance in just a short time.

Cleo immediately felt uncomfortable.

" It is her, isn't it? But there is something wrong. It looks like Liam--but you don't think it's a woman?"

The person responsible nods to Cleo, who is surprised, and tells the story of the girl who survived.

"She is our only success case, but at first we treated her as a failure. Except for her gender, she is the closest to a complete individual."

Cleo bends down and makes eye contact with the girl.

He asks, "--what's your name?"

The girl tilted her head and turned her gaze somewhere once.

It felt to Cleo as if she was looking at something invisible.

Then the girl opens her mouth.

"Number 3588."

It seems that they are not given names, but are called by numbers.

"I see. --What is the purpose for which you were born?"

When I ask this question, the girl replies with a smile and a lovely smile.

"To kill Liam."

"--good girl."

Cleo gets up and leaves the room with the person responsible.