Kays Translations
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Chapter 64: The Military Tribunal
“What is the meaning of this, Brother!?”
“Oh, Lord, you’re quick.”
“I’m asking what this is!”
At the military base in the imperial capital, Valhalla—this was the place where the highest-ranking military officials worked.
Inside the supreme command room, Odin’s office, Lord stormed in, slamming a warrant onto the desk.
“What is this warrant about!?”
“What do you mean? We’re just questioning Sword-sama about his violation of military regulations.”
“That matter was already settled as my order, wasn’t it!?”
“I don’t recall approving it. Or do you have it in writing?”
“So that’s how it is… I see. But it was my order!”
“Then why didn’t Sword-sama claim that on the spot? Was it truly necessary to cause such massive damage?”
“Ugh… That’s…”
“I understand. It’s just a convenient excuse after the fact. That’s why we’re only questioning him. Don’t worry.”
“And you expect me to trust you?”
“If not, what will you do? You don’t have the authority to interfere. Will you wage war to take him back?”
As Odin said, if this were an illegal and unreasonable act, Lord could strongly object, even resorting to military action if necessary.
That would mean war starting before the Imperial Sword Tournament even took place.
However, this time, the charges against Sword were undeniable.
That’s why Odin played this card now.
“I, too, understand what would happen if I were to harm Sword-sama right now.”
As the Emperor had declared that day, the Imperial Sword Tournament was now known across all of Asgard.
That meant Odin had no escape route left.
If he were to claim Sword violated military law and executed him, Odin would lose all influence.
The military, civilians, and nobility would all turn against him, and there was even a chance Lord could become Emperor before the tournament began.
That would lead to an all-out war involving the Asian Union and the EU.
That’s why Lord had devised this strategy.
By making the announcement, he ensured that any outcome other than outright defeat would be in his favor, minimizing Asgard’s losses.
“Promise me. You will not harm Sword in any way. If you do, I will stand down for now.”
“Fine. I swear, we’ll just ask a few questions. We won’t harm him.”
(Won’t harm him, huh…)
Lord locked eyes with Odin.
But he couldn’t tell what scheme Odin had prepared.
Lord’s ability to foresee the future only worked on the battlefield.
But this was politics—Lord was at a disadvantage.
After all, Odin had been engaged in politics the entire time Lord was fighting on the battlefield.
“Oh, and Lord. I need you to take care of this battlefield. It’s part of your duty as royalty. It should be easy for you.”
Odin handed Lord a document.
Lord frowned as he read it.
(Easy? This battlefield? It would take a normal army at least a month to handle this.)
“…Is this an order?”
“It is. When it comes to military matters, I have absolute authority for now. If you refuse, you’d better have a good reason.”
“…Understood. However, with the Imperial Sword Tournament coming up, I can’t take on anything beyond this.”
“Fine. Take care of it.”
“I will.”
Ad
Lord left the room.
There was no point in arguing here.
Odin had a legitimate reason to detain Sword, but Lord had no legitimate reason to release him.
Moreover, deploying to the battlefield was a duty of the royal family.
Without a clear justification, he had no grounds to refuse.
(Forgive me, Kenya. Endure this… I’ll send support.)
Lord’s options were limited.
His best move was to end the battle as quickly as possible and return.
And to send a trusted subordinate.
He had anticipated many possible situations—this included.
And he already had a plan.
“Ah, it’s me. Sorry, but I need you to act. Yes… yes. Sword is being put on trial for heresy. I need your help.”
Then, Lord spoke the name of his chosen ally.
“Lielbert.”
A Little Earlier
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“A violation of military law? What are you talking about?”
“The treasonous actions you committed a month ago in the southern town of Fin.”
(Ah, that? Yeah, I definitely did that.)
“For now, we ask that you come with us.”
“Understood…”
“Onii-chan? What’s going on?”
“Oh, Reina. I have to go to the military tribunal. Can you let Lord know?”
“The military tribunal…? Understood. I’ll contact Lord right away.”
Reina quickly reached out to Lord.
“Please do not resist. If you do, we will have no choice but to restrain you.”
“…I understand.”
Kenya did not resist as he was placed into the military vehicle.
Even if he wanted to, there was no way he could stand against these soldiers, so he had no choice but to comply.
Sitting inside the vehicle, Kenya decided to ask a question.
“What exactly is the Military Tribunal? Sorry, I don’t know much about it—could you explain?”
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“Very well. The Military Tribunal is a place where we scrutinize whether someone is a spy from an enemy nation, involved in a coup, a traitor, or planning any form of rebellion against the state. We also question soldiers who have violated military regulations.”
According to the soldier’s explanation, Kenya was currently suspected of treason against the state.
The reason, of course, was the chaos he caused that day, leaving many injured and causing massive damage.
That was an undeniable fact, and if framed as treason against the state, it wasn’t entirely wrong—he had no way to argue against it.
“But I am Prince Lord’s knight. Surely you understand that?”
“Yes, precisely. That’s why—although the usual tribunal process is extremely strict—Lord Odin has instructed us to be considerate in your case. We truly only intend to ask you some questions, so please rest assured.”
Hearing this, Kenya felt relieved.
For a moment, he had imagined something like a witch trial, but as the Holy Knight Commander and Lord’s personal knight, it seemed they weren’t going to go that far.
He hated pain, and deep down, he had been quite nervous.
The vehicle took Kenya to a military facility in the imperial capital.
“We’ve arrived.”
“…Is this the place?”
In front of him stretched a facility surrounded by iron fences—practically a prison.
A stark contrast to the grand and dazzling imperial capital, this military complex was bleak, consisting only of white and black tones.
Just the sight of it made Kenya uneasy.
(But they said they were just going to ask me questions. Maybe they’ll let me go by the afternoon?)
Kenya let his mind drift to that hopeful thought.
But, of course, that was not the case.
What had been prepared for him was—
“This is the place?”
“It’s only temporary, so please bear with it. Until your name is cleared.”
Something so absurd he had to laugh.
“A jail cell…?”
A room consisting of nothing but a toilet, a bed, and walls of stone and iron bars.
Kenya was led into this gray, lifeless space.
“You must understand that your current position is highly unusual and unstable. Under normal circumstances, you would have been executed by beheading without question.”
A soldier who had caused such an uproar would typically be put to death.
Kenya understood that as well.
Which was why they insisted this was already a major concession.
“I understand.”
And with that, Kenya stepped into the cell.
The iron bars closed, completely imprisoning him.
“The tribunal will begin at noon.”
“So I have to stay here until then!?”
“No, until the tribunal is over. Well then.”
“You’ve gotta be kidding me…”
At that moment, Kenya still hadn’t realized.
He had been optimistic.
He had no idea what was about to happen to him.
He still understood nothing.