Friday, July 10, 2026

[WN] Shut-In : Chapter 137


Chapter 137

Compensation


Translator : PolterGlast


After heading to the Imperial Capital and asking around among my classmates, it seems the person I was looking for had already secured a large inn for himself. When I arrived at an inn called Night's Illumination, which was apparently quite a high-class establishment even within the Imperial Capital, the innkeeper guided me to the back without even questioning who I was for some reason.

There is no one in the human nations right now who does not know of Masaru-sama, after all.

I decided it was too scary to ask what kind of rumors were spreading about me.

The room I was shown to was a so-called suite, one with an exceptionally high rank even among the rooms here. Whoa, this might be a nicer place than the inns I usually stay at... Looks like he's making bank.

Hm, I wondered who it was... So it's you, Kazuno. You need something?

When I knocked on the door, it slowly opened. The person who appeared from within was Mitsukawa Akira-kun, his hair wet as if he had just gotten out of the bath.

As a result of the discussions between Emilia and Alice, everyone in Class 1-1 was permitted to stay in either the Kingdom or the Empire, whichever they preferred. That said, the people who were in the Empire had already established their foundations here, and Kazuma-kun's party in the Kingdom wasn't moving, so hardly any movement actually occurred. The exception was the few guys and girls who got dumped by the knights and maids now that Izel II was gone and the honey traps were no longer necessary; almost all of them came to the Empire out of desperation.

Of course, Mitsukawa-kun is one of the classmates who chose not to move and continues to stay in the Empire. According to him, he's in the Empire because the pay is better than in the Kingdom and the danger level is higher. I think his reasoning makes it sound way too brutal.

Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about something.

It ain't anything weird, right?

What exactly do you think of me?

Come on, I want you to trust me. I think it's not a bad deal for Mitsukawa-kun, who willingly throws himself into danger just to get stronger.

♢♢

...Heh, hunting down demons who slip in, huh.

Yeah. The Grust Kingdom, which lags behind the Empire in various magical technologies, apparently still has an influx of demons.

So you're saying I just gotta defeat them... Honestly, I ain't feeling too enthusiastic about it.

Of course, I am fully aware that Mitsukawa-kun won't just nod along for nothing. After all, Mitsukawa-kun, who was continuously pushed to the front lines by Izel II in the hopes that he might die, has abundant experience fighting demons. I figured that just fighting demons who try to sneak in now wouldn't be enough to satisfy him.

Actually, the demon who made it possible for us to distinguish between humans and demons is incredibly strong. I got permission from that demon to have a sparring session with you, Mitsukawa-kun.

Heh... Just how strong is she?

I think she's about as strong as the Revenant party that appeared on the eleventh floor of the Holy Corpse of the Knight. Please don't get mad when I say this, but I think she's genuinely stronger than you right now, Mitsukawa-kun.

Since there supposedly isn't much work for a demon feudal lord to do, we're having Priola-san stay in the Kingdom with Lirica for a while. I got permission to have her train Mitsukawa-kun during her free time. Her ability is considerably high; after all, she's the strongest living creature I've seen, at the very least.

It's just for a certain period until the political situation stabilizes, but could I ask this favor of you?

The reward?

An amount with a little extra added to what you're currently earning, Mitsukawa-kun, and training with Priola-san. Also... how about cigarettes and alcohol?

—!?

Mitsukawa-kun, who seemed to have been calmly calculating the pros and cons in his head until now, had his face colored with astonishment for the first time. In my negotiations with him, I intended to use the strongest card I possessed right from the start. Since the people this card works on are limited, and among my classmates it's pretty much only effective on Mitsukawa-kun, I have no intention of holding it back.

You... I'll ask just in case, but you ain't jokin' around, right?

Of course not. I won't go into the details, but I have a way to regularly supply those to you... Do you understand what this means?

What the... I see. I can guess, but I won't ask for the details.

He probably realized that this power is related to my Gift. But even so, Mitsukawa-kun didn't pry any further, took a step back, and accepted the job to hunt demons. Until now, I had been reluctant to supply goods from Home to my classmates, but we decided that it should be fine to do it for Mitsukawa-kun.

I brought some samples just in case. HomeSpi 12mg and Kuroshu 18 Years... How's this for starters?

Seriously, man... This is stronger than what I used to smoke... and a damn expensive whiskey on top of that... You're really going all out.

When I handed him the cigarettes and alcohol, Mitsukawa-kun received them with careful hands. Ah, since the perpetual motion machine (it's not perpetual) won't be complete unless I refresh them to replenish the contents, I transferred both of them into containers from this world. By the way, the amount is four packs worth of cigarettes and an entire bottle's worth of whiskey.

Mitsukawa-kun clamped a cigarette between his fingers and used Fire Magic at the tip of his index finger to light it.

Cough, cough! This is... strong. And... nostalgic...

He choked at first, but after taking a second and third drag, he seemed to get used to it, and the coughing stopped. If I remember correctly, you don't inhale cigar smoke into your lungs, but you do inhale cigarette smoke, right? His figure as he sat on the chair smoking a cigarette was honestly incredibly picturesque. It's a demeanor that feels more like a Real Man than just a guy, something you'd see in the hardboiled novels by Kenzo Minakata, which I absolutely love.

(...I kind of feel like trying a smoke too, but if I did it, it probably wouldn't look like that.)

I didn't know what the 12mg meant, but apparently, it refers to the amount of nicotine. The one my dad had was the HomeSpi brand, and even among that strong brand, it was the one with the highest nicotine content. I see, so that's why he was choking.

How much of this can you get your hands on?

Well, if it's this much, about once a week should be fine.

Once he uses goods of Earth quality, he'll be dying to get his hands on the cigarettes, cigars, and alcohol my dad used to have. Since getting used to the stuff from Home made me lose my appetite for the food in this world, I understand his feelings perfectly well.

—If I become the one supplying the cigarettes and alcohol he desperately wants, Mitsukawa-kun will become favorable toward us. And even when push comes to shove, the probability of him completely ignoring our wishes and betraying us can be drastically reduced. From what I've heard about Mitsukawa-kun's Overlord Gift, it seems he's going to keep getting stronger, so I want to keep him on our side as much as possible. What do you mean, 'acquiring the power of defeated opponents'? A learning ability or whatever, put a limit on these cheats! I intend to do at least this much for that purpose.

(It feels like I'm doing something a bit bad, but well, as long as he stays our ally, it's a win-win, so I hope he forgives me.)

I once heard somewhere that a person who smokes needs to try quitting over two hundred times before they successfully stop smoking. And once you drink alcohol matching Japanese standards, the ale full of impurities or the wine that's just bitter in this world will become undrinkable. After all, even someone like me, who has only drank a few times, can tell the difference in quality.

Supplying luxury items to Mitsukawa-kun and getting him on our side. This is the strategy I devised—the Overlord Drug Addiction Strategy! Yeah, that sounds incredibly sketchy!

(Well, we'll talk about Home again another time.)

He snapped when Miku was taken away, and he stood up to Kazuma-kun and sided with us. He's quite favorable towards us, so I believe I can trust him fairly well. However, I don't intend to tell him about Home just yet. Because if I told him about the training room or something, he'd definitely start practically living at my house. Coming home to rest only to find a sweaty, muscular macho man walking out of a door I set up is far too bad for my mental health. Besides, Home is the only place I can relax without keeping my guard up. I don't intend to let anyone inside unless they are someone I truly trust... Well, it looks like I'll end up letting Lirica in through a gradual breakdown of my rules, though.

If that's the case, I'll gladly do it.

Mhm, sorry it feels like I'm baiting you, but I'm counting on you.

Nah, you ain't wrong at all. You're completely baiting me.

Ehehe.

Smiling cutely ain't gonna fool me, you know.

And so, I safely secured Mitsukawa-kun's cooperation, successfully hiring him as the 'Kill Demons Who Come to the Royal Castle Man.'

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[WN] Emperor's Seventh Son : 19 - 7


19-7

From the Most Spectacular, Ugly, and Malice-Swirling Palace on this Surface


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The Most Narrow-Minded Prince

The order of the palace was far too fragile. The order that the previous Emperor (Father) had continued to protect was a product of compromise, and it had already ceased to exist the moment the Crown Prince (older brother) drew his blade.

Even so, we placed ourselves in the palace. This palace is the very core of politics and conspiracy. If we returned to our territories out of concern for our own safety, the remaining lot would seize the opportunity to frame us as rebels.

It is rotten, this palace. These cold floors have continued to suck the lifeblood of people until today. Countless betrayals and conspiracies have been repeated without end in this palace.

To the point that it was no longer salvageable, this place itself was cursed by the hexes and blood of the defeated.

If you don't want to die, you fight too, Julius!!

Hahaha, don't ask for the impossible, Yord. I'm already past 40, you know? If I swing something like a sword, I'll dislocate my shoulder with one swing!

We were currently fleeing through the palace. The time was still early morning, enveloped in darkness. Into the Blue Dragon Palace, where I was staying alongside Julius, private soldiers with drawn blades came pouring in.

Shut up! If you don't fight, I will abandon you!

I'll repay the favor later, so please, Yord. You are the strongest man in the Empire, right?

Driving that guy—Georg—out of the Imperial Capital was aimed precisely at this. To destroy us, their political enemies, the enemy chose to dye the palace in blood!

I stood at the vanguard myself and carved out a path of blood while having the elites of the Knight Order protect Julius. There is nothing the magic sword of the Abyss cannot cut. I advanced by cutting down the ruffians, making my way towards the back gate. Like hell I'd die here. Remember this, you pieces of trash...!

What are you doing, kill them quickly!

Absolutely do not let them escape! If you let them escape, I will have your heads!

The masterminds were lying in wait on the single path leading to the back entrance. It was Uncle Morac and the former Duke of Einbeck, acting as the proxy for the now critically injured sixth son, Olive. Their intention was likely to kill us here, and then, waiting for the right moment, oust the Crown Prince and divide the country among themselves.

What's this, the shitty old geezer Morac and the former Duke Beck. You've really done it... Mama would surely say this: 'You've shown your true colors, you dirty old baboons! Beat them to death, my little Julius!!' she'd say...

Julius is a dangerous man... But I believed he was stronger than anyone in political strife. Wondering if I should abandon him here, I peeked to the rear while dealing with the miscellaneous soldiers swarming like waves.

Yord, you are also a hindrance to these guys. See, we have high rights of succession to the throne, don't we? To obtain the Empire, we are obstacles that must be struck down.

Wrong. I was merely hesitating whether I should discard you and escape by myself.

You are so cruel, aren't you!? I'm your big brother, you know~!?

Julius is dangerous. But if I abandon him, I'll be struck down either way. The Imperial civil war had already begun the moment we were attacked. If I also consider what happens after surviving... Right now, I have no choice but to keep this madman alive!

You, are you really Yord!? It can't be, what are you bastards doing!?

Tch, let us fall back, Morac-sama... Julius! I speak as the proxy for the Duke of Einbeck. You are the one who egged the Crown Prince on against my nephew, aren't you...?

The northern nobles and the southern nobles have been opposed to each other since ancient times. The one who profits from Olive's death would be the leader of the southern nobles, Julius. But there is no evidence; it's merely speculation, and the other party is just trying to trick him into confessing.

Ahaha, I don't know anything about that, you know...? But, Mama might say something like this... 'Olive deserves to die, oh my, he hasn't died yet, I wonder if he'll drop dead soon! Isn't that right, my beloved little Julius...' she'd say.

Stop screwing around, you madman! Your mother died a long time ago! Julius, fall into the same hell as your mother!

Julius is a mama's boy. However, no one mocks him for it. His real mother died a long time ago. The 'Mama' he speaks of could be said to be his other personality...

Shall we escape, Yord...

It helps that you stay calm. Hmph, I'll definitely make these ruffians regret this.

Mama is not dead... Mama wouldn't abandon me... Mama says that those who tell such cruel lies must be executed...

Just imagining what comes after is terrifying. Julius will surely make a bloodbath out of these guys. To protect the illusion residing in his diseased head.

Julius-sama, are you safe!?

Yord-sama, this way!

The Knight Order and Julius's private soldiers had gathered at the back gate of the palace. He's crazy in the head, but he's a shrewd man...

This is bad, don't let them escape!

Damn you, Yord...! Kill them without fail, I don't care what methods you use! Absolutely kill Julius, no matter what!!

Using the reinforcements as a shield against the pursuit, I stood at the vanguard myself and forcefully broke through the Imperial Capital. What I feared was the regular army led by Georg... If those guys encamped in the outskirts of the Imperial Capital moved, we would end up being caught in a pincer attack. However, he didn't move. I already knew, but it seems he wasn't complicit in this time's conspiracy.

Hey, Georg. It seems orders haven't come from above to beat us to death, have they?

Yeah... for the time being.

The regular army merely monitored us fleeing from a distance. However, Georg appeared before us, riding his horse alone. He was deeply agonizing over whether he should kill us here. I agonized too. The man I had always wanted to kill appeared right in front of my eyes without bringing any subordinates. I gripped my magic sword, wondering if I should kill him.

Hey, Georg, it might go against your principles, but... if you let us go here, I think it'll turn into a civil war, you know?

I know. But the only one who can give me orders is the Emperor. I am not permitted to act on my own authority.

My blood boiled at being let go by my lifelong enemy. While grinding my teeth, I suppressed my magic sword, which was screaming to kill Georg. If I killed him here, we would be crushed by the Imperial Army...

Ahahahahaha, if you had been willing, Father might have chosen you again to be the Crown Prince. You should live regretting that you let us go. You will surely come to think, 'I should have killed them back then'.

Georg didn't say anything; he merely held up a dull-colored sword, showed it to me, and then left the spot. It seems he had prepared a ridiculous masterpiece of a blade to counter my sword. I'll let him go for now too. But the next time we meet, I'll tear him to pieces along with that piece of junk...

When we put a sufficient distance from the Imperial Capital, the world had already become bright. We found a forest that was just right for hiding and resting, so we concealed ourselves there and decided to part ways. Julius will head south, and I will return west to the Knight Order's territory.

Thanks for taking care of me, Yord. Even I would have died without being able to escape if you weren't by my side. And if Georg wasn't that kind of stubborn guy, both you and I would have died after all.

Hmph... Born as a male of the Emperor's family, yet you are a pathetic guy...

Right, right. When you get back over there, gather the Knight Order and make it so that you can start a war at any time, okay.

Naturally. If you and I join hands, those guys are no match for us.

My concern is Georg. If that guy turns into an enemy, the situation will completely change into a harsh one. He is still fine, but the other generals will probably start moving as they please too.

It's fine. Because I already possess the strongest army that surpasses the First Army led by Georg. There is no victory for them. There is only being trampled underfoot...

...Could it be, does that have something to do with that book you received from that White Knight of the Abyss?

That's right. Actually, the method to produce an army from the Age of the Gods was recorded in it, you see.

Saying only that, the guy was satisfied and left for the south, leading his army. From here on, the civil war begins. All the sparks that the Emperor had suppressed until today have erupted all at once, and the long-awaited era of warriors will arrive.

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[WN] Jitsuwa 3-Domedatta : Chapter 393


Chapter 393

(Kyle Calendar Year 515: Age 22)

Southern Front Reunion with a Friend


Translator : PolterGlast


On this day, Sieghart was examining proposals for future operations in his office at Big Bridge Fort late into the night. Because even though the battle had fallen into a stalemate, their current situation was equal to the worst among his assumptions. Even though they were relying on an impregnable fort, continuing to fight forever was impossible. Much less, the whereabouts of his lord, the Third Prince, were still unknown, and now that Ende had fallen, communication with his sworn ally, the Westlights Dukedom, let alone within the Empire, was cut off, and he could no longer grasp the current situation or even the state of his own territory.

However, he could neither show an uneasy face nor grumble as usual. Under unstable circumstances, his attitude and behavior directly linked to morale.

Well... the only bright story is that Lord Takuhir has come close. But he surely can't move many soldiers. Probably ten thousand... no, five thousand at best?

He knew of the arrival of reinforcements through the signal fire tower's notification. For that reason, in order to welcome his sworn ally who rushed over knowing the emergency, he secretly dispatched messengers to various places and was moving to support his sworn ally whose direction of arrival was unknown. But... his anxiety was inexhaustible. Thinking commonly, while confronting an enemy army of over a hundred and twenty thousand, even if a force of ten thousand came visiting, it would only be a drop in the bucket. All that was left was to solely place his hopes in the eccentric tactics he had shown up to now.

However, tonight is strange. I feel like the air is oddly astir. Is there... something?

It was when he uttered those words. Hurriedly running footsteps approached his office and stopped in front of it.

R-Reporting! There is an anomaly in the enemy camp on the east side. It seems some sort of commotion has occurred!

East... what does that mean?

After thinking for a moment, he summoned the officers and soldiers on duty and issued an order.

Have a courier run immediately. Wake all officers and soldiers! First, have them take positions while being cautious of an enemy attack, and thoroughly ensure they raise reports even if it's something trivial. Since there is also the possibility of a diversion, strictly maintain vigilance in the directions where a commotion hasn't occurred instead!

After issuing that order, he climbed the watchtower set up on the southern wall where the headquarters was located. When he looked out over the enemy camp from there, he could see that the besieging enemy camp in the eastern direction were greatly disturbed and confused, being mown down and starting fires everywhere. And occasionally, something like bright illumination seemed to light up the darkness, and the shouts raised by people echoed like a rising tidal wave. The confusion spilled over from the eastern besieging camp even to the enemy army encamped in the south, and it even seemed to be in a state that could no longer be brought under control.

Seeing that, Sieghart understood the situation. Who was the one creating this situation...

Hahaha! Outstanding! Beyond my expectations... no, beyond my imagination. As I thought, that person is the strongest general I acknowledge……

Having said that much, he couldn't help but feel something hot welling up in his chest. He hadn't expected this much. It was exactly because the war situation had become close to the absolute worst even among his assumptions that he merely held a single thread of hope—and yet……

Immediately prepare to welcome our guest! First is the flower path to welcome a hero. Line up bonfires on both sides of the northern hidden passage! Have the logistics unit begin preparing a meal for hospitality. Today will be a turning point for us.

Like him, the soldiers who had endured the gloomy situation for a long time also raised cheers and began to run about to execute the orders.

After crushing the besieging army on the east side, our initial objective, we swiftly withdrew our army and moved to the north side. There, I witnessed a sight I doubted my own eyes at.

Commander... I did say Flower Path...I meant a metaphorical one, not an literal one, right?

My word, we've been beaten to the punch...

Yes, before our eyes, on both sides of the hidden passage leading from the north side to the fort's gate, bonfires were lined up at equal intervals only there in the darkness, brightly illuminating the path continuing all the way to the castle gate. And beside the bonfires, the soldiers who had probably set them up were kneeling covered in mud.

Preparations for the flower path, a great service of duty! Entire army, a hard-earned welcome. Enter the castle immediately!

Simultaneously with my words, ten thousand cavalry dashed to the castle gate all at once. And shortly after, when we passed through the castle gate while being welcomed by loud cheers, soldiers lined up kneeling on both sides of our path, and at the deepest part, a single man knelt on one knee in the center of the passage, waiting for us.

I respectfully offer my gratitude for His Majesty the Arcduke's visit. First of all, please bestow some words upon us from Your Majesty...

Sieghart said so and smiled mischievously. And beside him, a young woman who seemed unbefitting of a battlefield was similarly kneeling.

Hm? ...is that how it is? To raise our allies' morale, is an intentionally formal, exaggerated greeting better? Taking it that way, I purposely took a breath once and haughtily puffed out my chest.

Sir Sieghart, I kept you waiting. Though, it is an impolite late-night visit, I have arrived leading a total of ten thousand cavalry. Please accept our feast.

Wait... I raised my voice loudly, but there's no way my voice is this loud. This is... you set this up, didn't you?

Simultaneously with my speech echoing loudly into the surroundings, massive cheers erupted from throughout the fort.

Receiving these reinforcements personally from His Majesty the Archduke this time, I have no words of gratitude. In place of my lord, His Majesty the next Emperor Grat, I offer my deep thanks. The feast bestowed by His Majesty the Archduke, having annihilated an enemy army of as many as thirty thousand in a single night, we gratefully accept.

Loud cheers erupted again at Sieghart's return greeting. But... there are two doubts.

·         First, this is absolutely amplification by a Sound Mage! At his place... no, I haven't heard of there being Mages in the Empire in the first place, though?

·         Second, upon entering the castle, we did not annihilate an enemy of as many as thirty thousand. It's true that we kicked about the force of ten thousand encamped on the east side, but... what does this mean? Well, I did sow seeds so the enemy army would fall into confusion and paranoia, though...

To my doubts, Sieghart supplemented only the second one.

According to the war situation we were able to confirm from here, the Turncoat Kingdom army of fifteen thousand deployed in the south seems to have assaulted the Sura Principality army on the west side. A fierce internecine struggle unfolded, and the west side will probably suffer damage close to annihilation. And this confusion. The attacking Turncoat Kingdom army must also be suffering considerable casualties.

Hahaha, you mean it went better than expected? Well... I'll consider that fine as is. The enemy army is already three times ours; the more they decrease, the better. But since it's come to this, let's ride the wave thoroughly.

At this time, while making a slightly strained face at the war results exceeding expectations, I dismounted my horse and firmly grasp Sieghart's hand. Then, when I raised my sword with one hand, as expected, the woman in question also moved close to me.

That is splendid, meaning this day has become a good turning point for us to switch to a counteroffensive. Reclaiming the honor of the Empire, our sworn ally, once again, and victory to us!

All glory to His Majesty the Archduke! Honor to the Empire! Victory to us!

Responding to my words, Sieghart also stood up, drew his sword, and shouted loudly, but... This exchange around here was also firmly picked up by the Sound Mage, and that voice was amplified enough to echo throughout the fort. As a result...

「「「「 All glory His Majesty the Archduke! Honor to the Empire! Victory to us! 」」」」

All those lined up raised their swords and raised their voices, and the biggest cheers of the day echoed throughout the fort. It goes without saying that the morale of the soldiers holed up in Big Bridge Fort on this day reached its climax. Even so... I have to ask him properly about the Sound Mage later.

To my gaze carrying doubts, Sieghart was smiling like a child whose prank was exposed. As I thought, this man... his depths are unfathomable. I renewed my thought deeply that he was a terrifying man.

As a result of this night attack operation, exactly as Sieghart said, the Sura Principality army received an unexpected attack from their allied forces and was annihilated. Of course, halfway through they were infuriated by the Turncoat Kingdom army's act of betrayal, and everyone became death-defying soldiers attempting counterattacks. Because of that, the attacking Turncoat Kingdom army also received massive damage, resulting in as many as 5,000 casualties. The army deployed on the east side that received Takuhir's and the others' surprise attack had also suffered nearly 8,000 casualties, so in truth, they suffered a massive 13,000 casualties, and completely lost their function as an army. What remained on the battlefield the next morning were the corpses of over 4,000 Sura Principality soldiers, the corpses of over 8,000 Turncoat Kingdom army soldiers, and nearly 3,000 seriously injured from both armies left behind. And the Turncoat Kingdom army retreated while carrying a handful of injured.

The battle called the Second Big Bridge Siege ended here, but the ratio of military strength held by both factions still had a difference of more than double. The overwhelmingly disadvantageous situation continued, but those present on the spot came to fully realize that it was a turning point in the flow.

Later on, the eccentric tactic Takuhir used this time would become an anecdote passed down for a long time in the Imperial Army as the Yamakawa Strategy, but that is a little further ahead. Following Zhuge Liang, the name Yamakawa Hiroshi will come to be widely spoken of in a world where the person himself is absent.

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