As Abigail, I caused trouble in infinite space.

Simon closed his eyes, and for a moment, he couldn't help but think of his past.

That helpful boy—despite being a nobleman, he always preferred to associate with and help the commoners whom his family considered lowly. He could sense a different kind of feeling from these people.

That rebellious youth—who couldn't understand why nobles had to have privileges and believed that people should be equal, leading to discord with his family—had the idea of ​​overthrowing the aristocratic system and establishing a society where everyone was equal and without privileges.

That young man, upholding his ideals—inheriting the family business, establishing a mutual aid society, helping commoners, and promoting the concept of equality for all—was met with hostility and attacks from other nobles. Even when he was reduced to hiding everywhere, he never gave up. Even though that period was truly difficult, and he even felt lost.

And the recognition he now receives—the extraterrestrial visitors who suddenly appear before him, the strangers who agree with his ideals and offer him help, even though they have left, have made him truly believe in himself. He is determined to overthrow aristocratic rule by force.

In the end, it still failed! Although I am still unwilling, at least I have left behind a spark. It's just a pity that I couldn't see the world described by those strangers. What a wonderful world that would have been.

Finally, Simon gave a smile.

Perhaps, if Ivan hadn't appeared in this world, the world would have undergone a transformation.

But there is no if in reality.

Mead's side lost. Without their leader, they were powerless to resist, even if they wanted to. Ivan didn't know how many people had fled the city after the battle, but that didn't matter anymore. He had no intention of exterminating them; it was his final act of respect for Simon.

"Your Majesty, why don't you go and rest?"

In the inner city lord's mansion of Mead, Ivan, despite his exhaustion, continued to handle various matters concerning Mead.

"Not yet, there are still many things I need to handle. By the way, how is the resistance in the city going?"

"It's basically calmed down, but the city is still in a depressed state. The citizens don't have a good attitude towards us, and they are uncooperative even when we investigate the people in the villages."

"That's normal. Simon is a very good leader, but we are not the nobles we used to be. Time will tell."

"Lionel, what do you think of my reforms in Guizhou over the years? If you were in the former Empire, you should have been able to obtain greater rights. Do you have any complaints about this?"

"No, Your Majesty, although my purpose in joining the army was to become a nobleman, I didn't have much confidence at the time. But after following you, I realized that hard work pays off. Noblemen are like parasites on the empire. They can get rewards even without putting in any effort. Such a society is inherently sick. If this continues, the empire will be swallowed up by other countries sooner or later, like Mead. Fortunately, we have Your Majesty."

"I won't say anything nice. I believe there are far more people in the empire who hate me. Back then, in order to bring about these current systems, I did things that completely offended those people."

Ivan couldn't help but sigh. If he hadn't had some confidence back then, he might have been dethroned by these nobles long ago.

"But this is what I truly want to say to Your Majesty. I believe that many ambitious people are also Your Majesty's supporters. After all, in the past, they only had the option of relying on nobles for their livelihood, but now they can pass the exams with dignity and become people who truly earn their status through their own abilities. At least that's what I think."

"Then I'll accept your praise. Okay, you've rested enough, let's get back to work."

"Your Majesty, you really should get some rest. Leave the rest of your work to us."

"Don't worry, although I fought a battle before, I'm not that fragile. After all, I've fought so many wars over the years, and it wasn't for nothing."

Lionel could do nothing about Ivan's insistence on working, so he could only stand there and keep him company.

Noticing Lionel's movement, Ivan looked up and said somewhat jokingly:

"Lionel, I wish you were a beautiful woman."

Lionel was speechless at Ivan's words. This was back when Lionel was Ivan's adjutant; Ivan often joked about why his adjutant couldn't be a beautiful woman.

"Your Majesty, how long have you been making this joke?"

"Hahaha......"

..................

"Hmm, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I have a feeling that something interesting is going to happen."

At this moment, Abigail was on her way to Ivan's office. Now that the Empire had completely unified the world, at least for the time being, nothing major should happen. So Abigail wanted to go and have some fun with that so-called transmigrator organization.

When Abigail arrived at Ivan's office, she saw that Ivan looked very unwell.

Has something really happened?

“Abigail, you’ve come? I hope you can help me one more time.”

"Ivan, what's wrong with you looking so bitter and resentful?"

"Leander has fallen..."

Ivan's voice wasn't loud, but you could still hear the anger in it.

"Who did this? Wasn't Leander supposed to be the most heavily fortified city?"

"I don't know the specifics, but someone is targeting me behind my back."

"How do you want me to help you? Make it clear first, I don't do things that are thankless and difficult."

"Name your terms, all I need is for you to take me back to Leander immediately."

At this moment, Ivan showed no intention of bargaining, revealing his extreme urgency. The fall of Leander meant little to him, but there was one person more important than his own life. His immediate priority was to return and retrieve that person—his wife, Messil.

"Taking you back is no problem. Since you seem to be in such a hurry, we can discuss the terms later."

Abigail was also quite interested in Leander's situation. Even if Ivan hadn't said anything, she would have rushed over to check it out, hoping to find something interesting.

"Then let's hurry up and go."

"Just like that? You're not going to take your Zaku?"

“I have this now, and the Zaku is too big for what I’m going to do later.”

As Ivan spoke, he touched the string of pendants hanging around his neck.

"These must be the spoils from before."

"Yes, as expected, Simon is holding the real Midcherda technology. And this is mine now."

Although Abigail didn't know how Ivan had persuaded the AI ​​of the staff, she was certain that with it, its combat power could be guaranteed.

"Alright, let's set the coordinates at the place where we left. Are you ready?"

"No problem, let's go."

The next moment, as the magic circle beneath Abigail's feet emitted a white light, the two figures vanished instantly.

In the distant Leander, a large number of legions are stationed outside the region. These troops are all miscellaneous soldiers raised by nobles. Although their combat strength is not comparable to that of a regular legion, their numbers are numerous.

The original Leander garrison had long since become prisoners. If they had used Leander's defensive advantages, they could have held out until reinforcements arrived from the nearest city. However, what they didn't know was that the nearest city had also fallen. This operation involved almost all the nobles in the country, making it a large-scale military coup across the nation.

With a beam of light, Abigail and Ivan arrived at the palace.

"By the way, do you know where Messir is right now?"

"Come with me."

Without any hesitation, Ivan ran straight in one direction. This was his home, where he had lived for so long, and he knew its layout perfectly well.

However, the journey was not as easy as imagined.

Because Ivan made no attempt to hide, the patrolling soldiers easily spotted them.

Thus, a massacre was inevitable.

How could ordinary soldiers possibly stop two humanoid Gundams?

The soldiers' attacks couldn't even penetrate the protective suit covering Ivan's body. As for the soldiers themselves, a single attack would send them to their deaths without any pain—in a physical sense.

Under these circumstances, Ivan and his companions soon arrived at an ordinary room.

He then walked to a painting, pressed his hand directly into the center of the painting, and immediately the wall on which the painting was located flipped open, revealing a passageway.

“Messi is inside. This is a secret passage that I had built before. There are enough supplies for 10 people to live in for half a year. Besides the people who built it, only Messi knows about this place.”

"You're quite wary."

"No one knows what might happen. I don't care about Leander's safety, as long as Messir is not harmed."

Then, the two entered the secret passage. After they went in, the door outside closed automatically, and dim yellow lights lit up around them.

Although the passage was still dimly lit, it was sufficient for simply moving forward.

The two walked for about 10 minutes through the winding passage.

During this time, Abigail could sense that the path was going downwards, meaning that they had now reached the underground.

After passing through a large iron gate, the two entered a fairly large space.

This place should be where supplies are stored, and it also serves as a shelter.

"Messi! Messi!"

Ivan shouted loudly.

Just then, faint footsteps echoed from the depths of the shelter.

"Ivan, you're back."

Messil ran happily towards Ivan.

"Messi, it's so good that you're alright."

Ivan happily hugged Messil, who had run over.

But at that moment, Ivan suddenly sensed something was wrong. He kicked Messil, who was in his arms, away.

Although he reacted quickly, a dagger still pierced his abdomen.

"who are you?"

Ivan pulled out the dagger and threw it aside.

At this moment, Messil's body was changing, and she finally transformed into a somewhat alluring woman.

"I didn't expect you to see through my disguise?"

The woman looked somewhat surprised, seemingly not expecting Ivan to be able to see through her change.

"Where's Messi? What did you do to Messi?"

Ivan asked calmly, though he was quite anxious inside. However, he knew he had to stay calm in this situation.

Just then, three black figures emerged from the shadows behind the woman.

"Messi!"

Ivan shouted loudly.

"Waaah..."

At this moment, Messil was held down by a man, and his mouth was taped shut.

"what do you mean?"

“Ivan, although we had a pleasant working relationship before, I’ve found you to be far too clever. This guy is much more sensible than you.”