The Kingmaker System Chapter 83 - 82. Revolutionary Army (2)

"No, by a war, I mean a war. A full fledged war."

The Commander stared at me without a word before she leaned slightly ahead.

"With who?" She asked.

"I’ll give you the further information if you fulfill my two requests." I said bring up my two fingers.

"What are they?"

I smiled, "I’ll tell you those when the time comes, one of them is for your Leader and second is for you, Commander."

She frowned, "Me?"

"Yes."

"So, will you tell us who is going to attack Mordino?" She asked.

"Sestia." I answered.

Her expression changed and a tiny gasp escaped her lips.

"Sestia?"

"Yes, the Scorpion tyrant has pissed someone off so, now they have declared a war." I answered shrugging my shoulders.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"I have no profit from lying here."

"How do you know of it? And why should we believe you?"

I smiled, "Your choice, my work here can be done without your help. I will take out the Tyrant, retrieve what I came here for and leave before the war breaks out. So, who will be left to face the Sestian army?"

She pursed her lips in a firm line and I waited for her to reply.

The commander fidgeted a little before asking, "Who is coming?"

"Your correct question should be when are they coming, Commander." I rectified and her eyes hardened.

"When?"

"They will roughly require a week before they will be entering Mordino and if my predictions are right then, they will take out whatever is in the way."

I could see her throat move as she gulped.

"If you knew the war was so close then, why did you come here?"

"I have a promise to keep, that’s why,"

She stood up, "I’ll need to inform about this to the Leader right away."

"Take me along." I said and she looked down at me.

"I told you, I can’t." She said and I sighed.

"Commander, I heard this story when I had stopped at the small temple just on the outskirts of Mordino about the Saintess who prayed to the Gods for liberation from the demons and the Dragons descended answering her prayers." I spoke and her eye grew wide.

"If you have to save this country then, I am your only choice here." I spoke conclusively making her jaw clench.

"I... I will talk to our Leader regarding this first." She replied and I nodded.

"You should stay here for the time being, we will move according to our Leader’s word." She said and I sighed.

"I don’t think you have that much time, nor do I." I intercepted making her frown.

"I have something that I need to retrieve from the Scorpion’s lair. So, I can’t wait until your Leader hears of it all and then takes more time to make a plan."

"Then, what do you suggest we do?"

"I already have a plan." I announced.

"But it can wait until you go and inform your Leader," I said as I stood up.

"I’ll return to my team and wait for your word then."

I walked over to the doorway and then turned to her.

"Also, can you please send me some change of clothes and arrange a bath or something?" I added looking back at her.

"See you in a while." I bowed slightly with a smile making her eye stare daggers at me.

I was able to find my way back without any problem and found my team members waiting for me.

"Master!" Burglar was the first to pounce on me.

"Whoa!" I gasped smelling the strong scent of wine from her.

She was drunk.

"You’re such a beauty, Master!" She giggled ruffling my hair making me sigh with a smile.

"I’m sorry, Master." Lyall walked over and pulled her off me.

"Ack! Let go of me, Swordsman. Our Master is so cute, I want to play with him!"

I cleared my throat and saw Sniper already passed out with his head down on the table and Doctor and Cook staggering towards me. Remi who was sitting in his place straightened up as soon as I appeared.

"Master!" Both Cook and Doctor grabbed my arms each.

"Are you really our Master?" Cook asked.

"You’re really stronger than Mr Kyrell!" Doctor shouted.

It wasn’t annoying dealing with them rather it was cute to have them hover around me like this. These all weren’t older than thirty yet, they were already on a life threatening mission on my word.

"Master! How old are you?"

"Why do you look so young?"

"Are you an elf?"

"Why are they all drunk?" I asked Lyall who was placing Burglar down on the ground.

"I told them it’s fine even if it’s poison since with you here nothing will happen to us." Lyall confessed as he walked up to me to grab the other two off of me.

"And they believed you?" I asked.

"I drank first."

I chuckled as I walked up to the table and sat down. After putting all three drunk assassins on the ground, Lyall walked up to me and took a seat on the rock beside me.

He fidgeted and I sighed, he wouldn’t ask any questions on his own but would fidget until I prompt.

"I didn’t meet their Leader," I said and he frowned.

"What?"

"I met their Commander instead,"

I gave him a brief explanation of what happened and he sighed.

"Do we have enough time to wait?" He asked and I nodded.

"Everything is going fine." I told him.

"And what about the war?"

"It will happen on time as well."

Going back in time around a month prior.

End of flashback.

The Golden Serpent and the King had received a letter from the Tyrant of Mordino that he had their Grand Duke and Grand Duchess as his captive around two months prior to me reaching Frosthail.

But even after receiving that message the King and Queen decided to hide it since they saw it as an opportunity to get rid of a thorn in their side. Davian wasn’t much of an opponent if his parents were out of picture.

And the reason I knew this was because of Grandfather’s spies in the palace.

But, despite the urgency of the situation this news took time before it reached my ears and it wasn’t until I was in Frosthail that I got to know of it.

Still, it didn’t cause much trouble in making a plan, all I had to do was request Grandfather to get an authentic evidence and send a message to Oasis to get someone to release it through press anonymously.

Alarice and Dahlia were celebrated heroes of North and also were famous throughout the kingdom so, the news would spread like a wildfire and create discontent among the people and nobles.

They wouldn’t dare to demand answers from the monarchs but they would still exert enough pressure for the King to deploy Army to rescue the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess.

For Davian, though, I had to drag him into this to teach him life lesson about hope and also because, I hated the fact that in all the stories that I had read in my past life most of the characters had traumas because of losing their parents. I couldn’t let Davian or Eric go through it that’s why I had planned accordingly so that there wouldn’t be any unnecessary sacrifices.

I wasn’t a hero to sacrifice myself or a villain to sacrifice my pawns. I was a strategist and I took calculated risks so that no one would lose something dear to them for my cause.