I, who was eager to retire, became an Imperial General.

Chapter 58 Something's not right, there's a trap!
At that moment, Baron Micah suddenly realized that his agreement to cooperate with the Allies in the assassination was not as wonderful and simple as he had originally imagined.

Before this, he had thought that with his help, the unparalleled wisdom of the Morning Star would be in sync.

This time, we will surely send this novice commander of the Empire to hell, thus paving the way for the Hardman family to become the new Victorian elite and make the family even greater.

But after actually meeting John Maslow and witnessing his lawless madness...

He then realized that he, who thought himself one of the hunters, was nothing more than bait caught in the middle in this game between the Allied general and the Empire's rising star, a bait that could be devoured by either side's monster if he wasn't careful.

From beginning to end, he had no right to lead the plan.

Even though he was a true nobleman.

"asshole!"

Upon realizing the reality, Baron Micah's old face instantly turned ashen, and at the same time, an unprecedented sense of regret welled up in his heart.

If he had known beforehand that John Maslow would be so audacious, if he had known beforehand that the damned Morning Star was not as infallible as rumored.

He would never participate in this damned assassination plan, no matter what.

But it's too late to say anything now, the moment he sent his son to lead the Hardman family's direct descendants to the Kingdom of Victoria, the moment he secretly reached a plan with the allies.

It was already destined that he, Micah Hardman, would be devoured by that damned madman John Maslow.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue according to the plan!

"Lord Micah, over a hundred of the Baron's guards have already been shot dead by the Imperial Army. What should we do? Should we retaliate?"

Tom, the Baron's secretary, was looking at Baron Micah with a look of utter confusion and despair in his eyes.

Before this, he had never imagined that his lord would actually go against the Imperial Army.

They never imagined that these devils of the empire would dare to disregard the laws of war and directly fire on a true nobleman.

If the two sides really start fighting, then after the defeat, as the baron's secretary, he will definitely be used as a sacrifice by that terrifying demon legion!
The thought of this outcome made Tom's legs go weak, and he felt like he was about to wet his pants.

Fight back?

As a nobleman, I almost got shot dead on the spot by that madman John Maslow just for asking to negotiate.

If we retaliate, wouldn't that just give those Imperial demons an excuse to use explosive magic?

If you fucking want to die, don't drag me down with you!
"Counterattack my ass! Stop! Make them stop immediately! No one is allowed to fire! Anyone who disobeys will be executed on the spot!"

Before he could even berate Tom for his stupidity, the furious Baron Micah immediately ordered a halt to the firing of any shots.

Then, panting heavily, he looked at the guards in front of him, who were falling like wheat being harvested, under the bullets fired by the demon army in front of him.

A pang of heartache flashed in his eyes. These soldiers were his own troops, soldiers he had trained with his own hard-earned money. Every time one of them died, it was as if he, the Baron, was being bled dry.

No, I can't let those imperial dogs keep fighting like this. I have to stop this damn massacre right away!

Only in this way can the shitty plan that he and his allies reached continue.

But what can I do to make that madman John Maslow stop?
Could it be that we're going to surrender?

"Yes, surrender, that's it!"

Baron Micah, struck by a sudden inspiration, immediately understood and, without hesitation, gave the order to his secretary, Tom, beside him:

"Have everyone hang white flags on their gun barrels immediately, any white will do, even handkerchiefs or underwear. And bring me that damn megaphone, the biggest one ever!" "Have the guard with the loudest voice shout at the top of his lungs that we are willing to surrender and that the other side should stop fighting!"

"What the hell are you standing there for? Get to it now, immediately!"

"Yes, Lord Micah!"

……

"Commander Leia, something seems off. The soldiers on the other side seem to have raised white flags?"

Behind the Imperial forces, a scout from a magic squad, after observing the 'enemy's' movements, immediately reported his discovery to Leia beside him with a strange expression:

"Although there were quite a few white underwear hanging on the gun barrels, the soldiers on the other side didn't seem to fire at us at all. Also, if I heard correctly, they seemed to be having someone announce their surrender over a loudspeaker."

"Sir, are we sure we want to continue fighting?"

surrender?

Isn't this right?

But I haven't even played yet, so why did the other side surrender?

Leia looked blank, then seemed to realize something, and her heart skipped a beat:
No, it’s a scam!
The town of Bahamut is home to the main force of the Allied Fifth Army. How could they possibly be so intimidated by us that they would surrender after just a brief encounter?

Therefore, this is definitely a trap.

These guys plan to use the pretext of surrender to take advantage of our carelessness, and then join forces with other troops to surround and capture us!

After all, this was a tactic that Warrant Officer John had used before. Having done his homework in advance, how could he possibly forget it!
However, we did not expect the Allies to understand it so quickly and try to use the same trick on us.

It seems that the Fifth Army's invincible war god, Roxie, is indeed something special.

Unfortunately for you, thanks to Warrant Officer John's foresight, your plot has already been seen through by us!

Leia suddenly realized the truth and became even more impressed by John's extraordinary wisdom.

Now, thanks to Warrant Officer John's reminder, she had seen through the trickery of the 'Allied surface force' on the other side.

Therefore, she immediately and without hesitation gave the order to the scout beside her named Baba Boyi:
"Bababo, immediately order the entire army to retreat. At the same time, have the magic soldier squads conduct aerial reconnaissance, paying particular attention to the surrounding area. Also, if we discover that the enemy is pursuing us, use explosive magic for cover. We absolutely cannot let the enemy catch up with us!"

"Ah? Yes!"

Although he was very puzzled by the order, out of respect for his superior and trust in Warrant Officer John, Bababo carried out Leia's instructions and immediately notified the army to retreat via the communicator.

At the same time, a squad of magic soldiers was arranged to take off and survey the surroundings to guard against any possible 'enemy forces'.

Under Leia's order to retreat, the Imperial troops, who were originally shooting at the enemy, quickly banded together and retreated in an orderly manner.

In an instant, the battlefield, which had been filled with constant gunfire, fell into dead silence.

All that remained were the corpses scattered on the ground and the golden shell casings strewn across the battlefield, silently testifying to the fierce battle that had taken place here.

"Lord Micah, it seems the enemy is retreating. What should we do?"

Watching the Imperial army retreat inexplicably, Tom looked bewildered and uncertain. However, out of a sense of duty as a secretary, he couldn't help but ask Baron Micah, who was standing beside him with a blank expression, seemingly unable to comprehend what was happening:
"Sir, shall we go after them?"

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(End of this chapter)