Thursday, February 12, 2026

[WN] Emperor's Seventh Son : 8 - 3 Part 1


8-3 Part 1

The Strange Book Says to Beware of My Brother

- Gold Thread and Silver Thread -


Translator : PolterGlast


I don't really understand these things, but once the measurements were done, Dulin and Atomina started saying they would embroider it with gold and silver threads. Apparently, that would give it a bit more of a high-class feel, making it an outfit suitable for meeting the Emperor.

"Then Dulin will make it! With magic thread, I will repay Firefly-shan!"

"Alright, let's do that. We'll definitely finish it before evening, so wait a bit, Ashley!"

I've read a story similar to this in a book from the other world. The one where an unhappy girl bullied by her stepmother and sisters wears a dress made by a witch's magic and weaves a love story with a prince at a castle ball. But I can't recall the title.

"Understood. Use this."

There, I held out a 1000-Crown gold coin to Dulin. It was a rather large, high-purity one. That made the timid Dulin jump up again.

"I don't need this much! Th-This is a 1000-Crown gold coin, you know?!"

"I might ask you for other jobs later, so this is an advance payment including that. I'm counting on you."

Shoving the gold coin into the pocket of Dulin's robe, I stepped away from the two of them. Aneue silently suspected where I had obtained such a large sum, but her attention was eventually stolen away by the sewing work.

Also, it's a strange thing, but I suddenly began to feel restless. Where and with what mindset should I spend my time until the meeting this evening? It isn't wise to go outside the castle in this situation.

"By the way, I haven't seen Jii since this morning..."

"Ah, if it's Jii, he is attending to Father. He should come to call you when preparations are complete."

What? Jii has been with him since morning...? Is Father's condition that bad...?

"Ashley, this is about all I can do... So please, Ashley, have a proper talk with Father. Before that man is the Emperor, he is our father. Please, I beg of you, do not forget that."

"Well, I'm not sure about that. I'm going to the library. If anything happens, come to my room or there."

At times like this, the library is the place to go. Leaving the uncomfortable White Dragon Palace, I decided to hide in my refuge where civil officials and scholars gathered sporadically.

Proceeding through the beautiful corridor integrated with the garden, I calmed my mind before entering the Palace Library. Perhaps because it was still morning, the only people there were a scholar I knew by face and one book-loving noble scion.

I raised my hand lightly to acknowledge their gazes, then hid myself in the back of the library. Ah, the Shovel? Of course, I'm still carrying it.

"Sigh... This really has me beat..."

There was a reason I headed to the back. I thought I'd open the Book of the Evil Dragon and have Zirant keep me company. When I actually did so, the usual cynic was there.

It is unlike your usual self. Are you that afraid of your father? Even you have a cute side.

"Heh, heheh... You always say whatever you want."

I felt relieved by Zirant's usual behavior, and my heart felt a little lighter. I might be starting to depend on her. Zirant believes in me, watches over me, and affirms me.

Depending on that is something I can't resist. Compliments have the power to dominate people. I've come to think that often.

Rest easy; it should not be a bad conversation. This is an opportunity. Accept your role, Ashley.

"You're being cryptic again today. I suppose so; if it were bad news, he wouldn't go out of his way to say he wants to meet..."

I shall comfort you later. So do your best for now, Ashley. This "I", who loves you, will be gentle with you.

The words floating on the blank page possessed a mysterious attraction. No, for us readers, written characters enter the heart deeper than spoken words. Text holds a powerful magic.

"This is the first time I've seen a book with such intense assumptions. Zirant, this time, I'm relying on you..."

Wait. Someone is coming.

I immediately closed the Book of the Evil Dragon and put it in my pocket. Zirant's sensing ability is useful. It really has bonus functions that can't be underestimated.

Standing in the back of a library like this without reading a book would be suspicious. I grabbed a handy volume and opened it to the preface. Shortly after, two large men circled around to the back, blocking my retreat, and from the front—a person I really didn't want to run into appeared.

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[WN] A Hero From a Remote Village : Chapter 162


Chapter 162

Detour


Translator : PolterGlast


Despite various things happened before our departure, we managed to leave Biodasdal safely. Since Klingark is quite far, we are traveling by carriage as planned.

"The little ones were so noisy, but we managed to leave! It's because you said something weird, Graham, that they kept demanding mock battles afterwards. It was a disaster!"

"It's your fault for letting your mouth slip, Aoi. But all three of them seemed to be having fun swinging their swords. My only worry was that they might lose motivation after being so thoroughly beaten by you."

"All three of them aren't that weak, so they'll be fine. In fact, after losing to Aoi-chan, they've started asking me to teach them swordsmanship even more."

"Eh? Those three don't challenge you to mock battles, Ginia?"

"No. It seems they only recognize Aoi-chan as the enemy. I feel like I've been placed in the position of an ally helping them defeat her."

"What the heck is that?! That makes me look like the only villain!"

Aoi lamented with a weird look on her face, but considering her usual behavior—not just this incident—it was her own fault. Her mental age is completely on par with the three of them; she gets into petty arguments with them at every turn, so she likely became a good target for them. Despite my complaints, it actually helps that Aoi treats them as equals.

"Don't treat it as a hassle; just be their opponent. It'll be good practice for you too, Aoi."

"Well, playing with the little ones is fun, so I don't mind! If anything, maybe I'll beat them to a pulp and make them stronger in the process!"

"And I will instruct the three of them so they can win against that version of you, Aoi-chan."

The mock battle was intended to make them give up, but things seem to be rolling in a better direction than expected. I’d be happy if Tricia and Maud would join the circle a bit more, but since they aren't children, they view us as masters, which makes it difficult.

Racking my brain for any good ideas, I continued to be swayed by the carriage—and before I knew it, we had arrived at the stopover town. Given the travel time, it felt like a fairly short distance, only about half a day.

"We're here already! ...Oh, it's a surprisingly big town!"

"There's apparently another town a bit further ahead, but the Guild Master told me we should stop at this one, so I made this our first stopover."

"A town with the Guild Master's seal of approval. Is there something famous here?"

"According to the Guild Master, there's a shop where you can eat the most delicious desserts."

"Desserts, huh... I was hungry, so I would have preferred a restaurant with good food!"

"I'm happy! I don't know if you remember, but my original goal in coming to Biodasdal was to become a Pâtissier! I love desserts and sweets!"

Of course I remembered. A big reason I wanted to stop here was to let Ginia try them. She was even happier than I expected, so making this our first stop was a good call.

"Of course I remembered. I stopped here specifically because I wanted you to try them, Ginia. We're definitely going."

"Thank you so much! I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Just make sure you feed me meat for dinner!"

In contrast to Ginia, who was bouncing with joy, Aoi was rather unenthusiastic. Admittedly, I'm hungry too, so I sympathize more with Aoi's mood, but seeing Ginia look this happy, I can't bring myself to say, "Let's save dessert for later."

Enduring our hunger, we headed to the location the Guild Master had told me about... and there was a line that identified the shop at a glance. Generally, sweets and dessert shops are populated mostly by women, but there were many men lining up here as well. For a guy like me, that alone raised my expectations.

"Is that the shop over there? Let's see... Beurre Soleil?"

"That's the name. That's the place, no mistake."

"There's such a huge line! It really is a famous store!"

We joined the very back of the line, peering into the shop as we waited for our turn. From what I could see inside, there were things that looked like cakes, but I couldn't tell exactly what kind of food it was.

Entering the shop with high expectations, the sweet scent of baked dough and the delicious smell of chocolate tickled my nostrils. We took our seats and ordered the popular items along with a few things that caught our eye.

As we waited, the desserts we ordered arrived quickly, accompanied by tea. There were four types of cake-like items on the plate.

A cream cake using generous amounts of fresh fruit, a pancake with sear marks that looked a bit hard, a roll cake coated in chocolate with chocolate whipped cream, and a pure white, fluffy sponge cake—four types in total. aside from the pancake, they all looked delicious. Or rather, they were definitely going to be delicious.

Maintaining my high expectations, I put a piece of the fruit cake into my mouth first. —It's good! The fruit must be of high quality because it was delicious, and the cream enhanced the flavor even further.

Riding the wave of excitement, I tried the chocolate roll cake, and it too was exceptionally delicious. Several types of chocolate were used, but each brought out a different flavor, creating a perfect taste.

The sponge cake was also packed with a sweet cheese cream filling, making it outstandingly tasty. Finally, the pancake, which I hadn't expected much from... betrayed my expectations. For me, this pancake was the most delicious of all.

It looked hard, but the texture was incredibly chewy and fluffy. Inside were several types of cream; no matter where you bit into it, it was fresh and offered a constant taste of perfection.

I had come here looking forward to Ginia's reaction, but I ended up eating without looking aside... It was absolutely delicious. I have to admit, stopping here just for the sake of this shop was definitely the right call.

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[WN] Jitsuwa 3-Domedatta : Chapter 260


Chapter 260

Southern Front - Battle for Ishtar (The Return of Dublin)


Translator : PolterGlast


On the plains where the new city of Ishtar was constructed, a chase between cavalry units was unfolding. The chased side was the Kyle Kingdom Army led by Count Solis, slightly reduced from 1,000 riders. Pursuing them were the 7,000 Iron Cavalry, the strongest striking force boasted by the Griffonia Empire, almost unscathed.

"Phew, looks like we might escape somehow? Though I couldn't handle it as well as the Commander would have..."

Count Solis, muttering this, had numerous scratches on his armor and small wounds all over his body.

The cavalry unit he led, just before colliding head-on with the Imperial Army in the same formation, split left and right like a blooming flower, trying to let the Iron Cavalry charge pass.

However, the difference in numbers was insurmountable, and the Iron Cavalry groups in the rear turned their horses' heads and attacked the Kyle Kingdom Army split to the left and right.

They fought desperately to maneuver their horses to parry the pressure from the flanks and escape the crisis of annihilation. Of course, escaping was the major premise. In the process, just under 100 riders dropped out, resulting in precious sacrifices.

"Hmph, good at running away as before, eh? We won't let you escape so easily this time! We will break through the city gate with parallel pursuit!"

The Iron Cavalry commander deliberately restrained the offensive, adopting a posture to chip away enemy strength while running parallel and rush into Ishtar. They were running parallel while half-surrounding the fleeing Kyle Kingdom Army, as if wrapping them with both hands from left and right.

Having gone back and forth to the battlefield and trying to flee into Ishtar, many of the Kingdom Army's horses were exhausted and on the verge of collapse. Therefore, even the heavily equipped Imperial Iron Cavalry could chase them sufficiently.

"I see it, the city gate! Just a little more! Don't mistake it, it's the central gate, never forget!"

The lead Kingdom cavalry raised shouts of relief and were seen warning each other of something. The eastern city gate was made exceptionally large, and all three gates—right, center, and left—were thrown open.

And the characteristic of Ishtar that Takuhir previously calledlike an amoeba: defensive walls leading to each pioneer village spread and extended left and right from the eastern city gate. Therefore, the pursuing Imperial soldiers fell into the illusion that the defensive walls on the left and right were gradually closing in as they approached the city gate.

"Finally made it here. Hmph, my sons and daughter always work me hard... And on top of that, being worked hard by my son-in-law too... Well, I suppose he's a fitting husband for Chrisia?"

Count Solis smiled wryly, stroked his beloved horse's neck, and urged it to squeeze out the last of its strength. When the pursuers and the pursued reached the city gate at the apex of the inverted V-shape sandwiched by defensive walls, it happened suddenly.

"Ring the bell! Longbowmen, Archers! Commence volley fire! Leave the enemy front ranks alone; aim for the middle ranks and back to avoid friendly fire!"

At Alexis's command, 1,000 Longbowmen and 500 archers—the entire force remaining in Ishtar—began firing arrows all at once.

The Longbowmen were hidden on the defensive walls extending left and right from Ishtar like arms, effectively luring the Iron Cavalry into their specialty, a defense-in-depth formation. The archers were waiting atop the front city gate, firing arrows from the front.

The simultaneous fire from three directions was extremely fierce, and even the Empire's elite Iron Cavalry fell into great chaos.

"E-Enemy ambush!"

"We're being pincer-attacked!"

"R-Retreat..."

To his shaken allies, the Iron Cavalry commander roared.

"Do not panic! The enemy is few. If we advance as is, we can cross the city gate. No arrows will fly beyond that! All forces, charge straight through the left and right gates!"

Ignoring the middle and rear ranks suffering heavy damage from the crossfire of arrows, the lead group passed through the city gate and finally rushed into the enemy base, the interior of Ishtar. It was originally a vast area called the outer district utilized as pasture, securing enough space for cavalry to deploy.

"Good! We will annihilate the enemy soldiers here. Press and wrap from left and right... Wha-aah?"

Having passed the city gate, intending to use this wide flat land to rally allies and shift to an all-out offensive, the Iron Cavalry commander's voice suddenly cracked. His beloved horse suddenly lost the earth it should have trodden on and flew through the air for a brief moment. And a few moments later, having fallen and slammed violently into the earth, his consciousness was closed forever.

There was a pitfall that could be called a huge moat, camouflaged with cloth and brittle boards. Simultaneously, with a roar, the ground just inside the left and right gates collapsed all at once.

Many of the Iron Cavalry lead group, chasing and running parallel to the Kyle Kingdom cavalry, couldn't stop suddenly and fell into the hole one after another.

"Wh-What is happening?"

"I-It's a trap! Stop!"

"Impossible!"

To begin with, due to the dust kicked up thicker than usual, the situation ahead could not be seen clearly. This was also because Alexis had ordered Wind and Earth Mages to intentionally use dust to blind them, limiting visibility to the bare minimum.

The entire area was filled with the screams of those who fell and were crushed by following men and horses. Those who managed to escape disaster were cut down one after another by the Kyle Kingdom soldiers who were now overwhelmingly numerous.

"Retreat! All forces retreat immediately!"

Responding to the command of the vice-commander leading the Iron Cavalry's middle ranks, the middle and rear ranks, stuck outside the city gate under a storm of arrows, turned their horses immediately and attempted to retreat.

Of course, it goes without saying that this was an extremely difficult task.

Having taken a parallel pursuit formation up to this point, and due to the terrain gradually narrowing because of the left and right castle walls, the column of men and horses became denser as it advanced, making it impossible to move back as desired. Lured into a defense-in-depth formation, they became prey for the Longbowmen boasting rapid fire and powerful bows.

The Iron Cavalry, which should have been superior in numbers, was overrun at will, and the place became a harvesting ground for the Longbowmen.

Their heavy armor sometimes deflected enemy arrows. But if the horse they rode received an arrow and they were thrown off, there was nothing they could do.

The armor protecting their bodies became shackles hindering their retreat, and walking unsteadily on foot, they were nothing but obstacles hindering the cavalry's retreat or targets for sniping.

And when the Iron Cavalry retreated after resolving various confusions, their numbers were greatly reduced. Leaving behind the dead, the wounded, and many who were on foot and stuck in a dilemma on the battlefield...

"Phew, with this, I wonder if we've managed to upgrade from a hopelessly disadvantageous situation to an overwhelmingly disadvantageous one? Even so... the cleanup is going to be tough..."

Facing a gruesome scene that would make anyone want to vomit, Alexis dared to joke to gloss over his depressed feelings.

The 7,000 Iron Cavalry boasted by the Griffonia Empire lost half their number, 3,500, in a single day. Of those, over 1,000 were wounded and captured as prisoners by the Kyle Kingdom side.

The 12,000 attacking the barrier defended by Count Gorman also suffered 2,500 casualties and retreated.

Both could be said to be disastrous scenes worthy of being called overwhelming defeats.

However, even in the Kyle Kingdom camp which achieved great war results, there was no time to celebrate victory. Although they won, an enemy army still more than five times the size of Ishtar's force remained intact.

And Ishtar had another issue.

" I find it impossible to comply with the Commander's words! You speak of treating the hateful enemy who slew our brethren? And to set prisoners free for the sake of burials, of all things... We simply cannot accept the Commander's way of thinking at all!"

After victory was confirmed, they were enraged by the post-battle instructions Alexis issued. When he conveyed treating enemy prisoners with Holy Mages after treating friendly wounded soldiers, and using enemy prisoners to bury enemy corpses, the quasi-nobles in question fiercely opposed.

Some of their compatriots had lost their lives in the enemy's parallel pursuit, and the survivors were boiling with hostility, so even more so.

"All surviving prisoners should be beheaded to sever the root of any future trouble! Only by offering them before the graves of those who died will their regrets be appeased... I simply cannot stomach this!"

Good grief, idiots who only have enemies and allies in their heads are really tiring. How should I persuade them...

When Alexis was at a loss, there were those who thundered at them.

"What on earth did you learn by joining us! First, without the Commander's strategy, we would have been pincer-attacked at the barrier and annihilated! Second, enemies and allies—if you distinguish by that, weren't you also enemies when you threw yourselves into the rebel army before? Third, the Longbowmen who saved us from our predicament are enemies saved by the Demon Territory Count on the battlefield; are you saying you don't know that! Those who object to the style of our Supreme Commander, the Demon Territory Count, should leave this place immediately!"

"It is not just the reason Count Solis stated. Do you not understand the Commander's deep foresight? Isn't it better to make enemy soldiers bury the corpses of enemy soldiers than for us to run around doing it? If corpses are left, they bring death poison. Will you return this city built by the Demon Territory Count as a polluted city where people cannot live?"

Yes, a considerable number of enemy soldiers, men and horses combined, died inside the city gate. The concern of Viscount Cornell, who dispatches Earth Mages to various places and is involved in city construction projects, cannot be ignored.

And again, Count Solis glared at everyone and spoke.

"Listen well. Our perspective and the Commander's are different. Releasing enemy soldiers with the corpses will convey the solidity of this city's defense to the enemy army and bring fear to them. If the corpses are formally returned, the enemy army will suspend the invasion for burial, buying us time. Have your heads become so empty with anger that you cannot understand this meaning?"

Severely reprimanded by the two superiors, they hung their heads low. Alexis sighed in great relief at the words of his supporters and continued.

"First, prioritize the rescue of the wounded, and ask those with minor injuries to lend a hand saying it is to bury their compatriots. Then, next, let's pull up the men and horses from the moat. We will gather the corpses at a place at least 5 km away from here. For transport, use usable horses among the warhorses abandoned by the Imperial Army, and regarding horse carcasses, borrow the power of Fire Mages to burn and bury them outside the city."

"Yes, understood."

At these words, Count Solis and Viscount Cornell were the first to kneel. Following them, all officers and soldiers of commander class followed suit. Of course, including those who had been complaining until now.


Duke Harry, who had set up his main camp east of the barrier, beyond the mountainous area, was stupified by the dire news flying in one after another.

They were in an overwhelmingly advantageous situation, and the progress of the operation should have been smooth as planned. But...

"Is it tr-true that half the Iron Cavalry was lost? We are overwhelmingly superior in numbers, and they are the Empire's elite. Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

He felt an eerie fear toward Demon Territory Count Solis, whom he had called a brat and despised until now.

Thinking about it, the attack that captured the fortress defended by the enemy's chief commander, Margrave Hastburg, so easily did not work on the Demon Territory Count at all. This time too, despite arranging victory conditions where he could absolutely win, he ended up accepting an overwhelming defeat. The battle is still in the early stages, and although his camp's superiority is unshakable, he could not wipe away indescribable anxiety.

At this time, a new messenger visited him.

"I beg to report! Several members of the Iron Cavalry who were prisoners have returned carrying a letter from the enemy side. They request an audience with Your Excellency."

"Hmm, there is nothing suspicious, is there? If there are no suspicious points, let them through."

Harry, granting an audience to the messengers, was further surprised. The letter contained the following:

Regarding today's battle, although we bear the missions of both countries, we offer our deep condolences to the victims of your country. As the plenipotentiary for the Demon Territory Count, I notify your army:

First, that we are gathering the corpses of your army's officers and soldiers who died in today's battle in one place. Second, that preparations to cremate them are arranged at that location. Third, that we promise not to add any attacks against your army mourning the dead at that location.

Please mourn courteously so that the heroic spirits who fought and died for their motherland may sleep in peace. Some soldiers of your army who cooperated in transporting the corpses are left to guard that place and will be returned as is.

Furthermore, regarding your army's wounded soldiers, we notify you in advance that we are conducting appropriate treatment after rescue and are prepared for prisoner exchange after the war. Since the facility housing the wounded soldiers flies the captured Imperial Army flag, take care not to attack it by mistake.

Such content was written.

"What naive things on a battlefield... Kuh, does this mean we are inferior to them in caliber as humans?"

Muttering so, Harry recalled the deeds his army performed at the Southern Gate Fortress.

The corpses of Kyle Kingdom soldiers were gathered in one place, thrown into a hole, and merely buried. They did not provide relief to prisoners, and paid no heed to those who died from battle wounds. To begin with, in the Empire and neighboring countries, prisoners are either beheaded or, if there is leeway, taken back as slaves and used until they break.

Their response was beyond comprehension, more than enough to be called unconventional.

"Do you know the contents of this letter?"

"We do not know what is written in the letter itself. However, when we were released as messengers, we were told of the subsequent response in the form of the Demon Territory Count's thoughts."

"Hmm, we've been had..."

Normally, he could ignore the contents of the letter and continue the conquest. But there are those among his own who know the enemy army's offer. Most likely, those guarding the corpses as well.

Harry was made to realize anew that future responses had already been set as an established course by the enemy army.

"We might be dealing with an outrageous man. Ignoring the world's common sense, the King of Monsters ruling the Demon Territory... Are we dealing with such a guy..."

A soldier who overheard Harry's unintentional mutter whispered involuntarily.

"King of the Demon Territory... Our opponent is the King ruling monsters, the Demon King Count... There's no way we can win against such an opponent."

This soldier's mutter and the treatment of Kyle Kingdom prisoners, wounded, and war dead spread in the blink of an eye among the Imperial soldiers, even under a gag order. From this time on, Takuhir became an existence secretly feared by the Imperial Army as the Demon King Count beyond the logic of the world.

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