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

Chapter 73 Father, please take your own life!

"Dick? You, how did you get here?"

Baron Micah, who had maintained his baronial demeanor without showing the slightest sign of losing his composure, watched his son outside the prison with a complex expression.

But at this moment, an unprecedented panic appeared on his face.

Seeing the sorrow on his son's face, countless thoughts began to surge through his mind, causing this usually ruthless baron to lose his usual composure.

He was almost driven to madness.

Even if Dick and his men failed to complete the mission, the Hardman family, with the support of the 500,000 D fund, would still have a chance to make a comeback if they simply went to the Kingdom of Victoria.

As a baron, he could also have a chance to escape through a normal ransom exchange.

But now, all his plans have vanished the moment Dick arrived at this prison.

How could he not be driven crazy by this?
“Father, we shouldn’t have gone against the Empire. Commander John saw through everything long ago through the Empire’s agents. Your plan was exactly what he expected. We have completely failed.”

Facing Baron Micah's incredulous expression, Dick sadly revealed the 'fact'.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Baron Micah fell silent.

But soon he realized something was wrong, and looked at his son, who was free to move around outside the prison, with some surprise.

Judging from the other person's evasive gaze, he seemed to understand exactly what kind of rebellious act the other person had committed.

He was so enraged that his beard began to tremble, and he roared uncontrollably:

"You, you damned bastard, how dare you betray me? How dare you?"

"I……"

Looking at his father, who was glaring at him with wide eyes, Dick initially looked timid, but then he remembered the instructions his wife had given him before he left.

Thinking of the fear and dread in his children's eyes, Dick suddenly mustered the courage to retort to his father, whom he had never dared to disobey since childhood:
"Why not? Family comes above all else. Isn't that what you taught me, Father?"

"You beast, you damned beast! How could I have given birth to such a thing as you! The Hartmann family's centuries-old reputation and legacy are all going to be ruined by you now, hahaha!"

Upon realizing that his son had truly betrayed him to save his own life, Baron Micah broke down, laughing and crying at the same time.

She angrily tore at her meticulously combed hair with both hands, as if she had been driven completely mad by the blow.

With his disheveled hair, ferocious face, and bloodshot eyes, he looked like a demon from hell, appearing extremely terrifying.

He glanced coldly at his son, who dared not meet his eyes because of his betrayal, and forcibly suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

He took a deep breath and looked at the Imperial female soldier who was watching everything with great interest, as if she were watching a play. He said in a deep voice, "Imperial soldier, I want to see your commander. I am ordering you as the lord of Dragon Eye Territory. I want to negotiate with your commander. Now, immediately!"

"Captain John is asleep. He doesn't have time to see an old geezer like you. Besides, I'm telling you, don't you think too highly of yourself?"

Upon hearing the old man's request, Wendy immediately curled her lip in disdain, then ignored his angry expression, coldly scanning his neck with her eyes, a sinister smile curling at the corner of her lips:

"What kind of bullshit Lord of Longan Territory? Who do you think you are? After conspiring with the Allies to assassinate Warrant Officer John, do you really think you'll walk out of prison alive?"

"Let me tell you the truth, it's only because Warrant Officer John is kind-hearted and can't stand seeing us kill that I would have smashed your head in the first place the moment I saw you, you beast who dared to plot against Warrant Officer John, when we entered the city today!"

"And I'm definitely not the only one in the team who thinks this way."

"So, you old man, you should be grateful for this now, grateful for Warrant Officer John's mercy, grateful that Warrant Officer John is an upright man who will judge a sinner according to the law and will never wrong an innocent person!"

"Of course, with your good son's voluntary surrender, you are of no value to the Empire. However, thanks to Warrant Officer John's insistence, we will conduct a normal trial for you, this Allied lackey. Before we have collected all the evidence of the many crimes you committed against the residents of Bahamut, we can let you live a few more days."

"In the remaining time, you can indulge in regret and lamentation, and repent for your sins in this prison to pray for the forgiveness of the gods. Perhaps, seeing your sincere repentance, the gods will spare you some of the punishment in hell, hmm, maybe?"

"You bastards, how dare you judge me? What right do you have to judge me? I am a true nobleman of the Golden Rose Kingdom, you have no right to do so!"

Listening to Wendy's disrespectful words and feeling the murderous intent in her eyes.

Realizing that the other party didn't seem to be joking with him, Baron Micah began to panic.

However, Wendy didn't even bother to glance at Micah's impotent rage. Instead, she yawned boredly and then urged Dick on:
"Hey, you bastard, if you have something to say to this old geezer, just say it already. I need to take you back after you're done. After all, I need to sleep too. Otherwise, the warrant officer will scold me for slacking off again tomorrow. Can you take responsibility for that?"

"Yes, sir."

Seeing Wendy's impatient urging, Dick quickly nodded and bowed in response.

After learning that this formidable man was the most trusted lieutenant of the terrifying John Maslow, and that he had only brought nine magic soldiers, yet had managed to kill more than 400 elite Allied soldiers in half an hour.

Dick developed an unprecedented sense of awe for the terrifying Sergeant Wendy. Whenever the sergeant came to inspect them during the march, he would bow and scrape, practically drooping his head to the ground, not daring to offend him.

So he quickly responded to the other party.

Immediately afterwards, he looked with a complicated expression at his father, who was filled with anger and seemed unable to accept that he, as a baron, was being judged by a group of imperial magic soldiers from commoner backgrounds, and was struggling to accept this fate.

He couldn't help but sigh deeply, and then, with a complex tone, he uttered the words he never thought would come out of his own mouth:
"Father, for the future of the Hardman family, please take your own life!"

"!"

……

(End of this chapter)