“Claiming to be the emperor…in that case, it’s either one or the other,” muttered Tiyo as he lay in bed.0

Crockta, who was trying to fall asleep, peered in to listen.0

“Either the king is crazy, or the humans are crazy,” continued Tiyo.0

“Why?”1

“He wouldn’t aspire to be an emperor unless he were crazy, and unless the people were equally crazy, they wouldn’t tolerate him self-proclaiming as such.”0

“Is that so?”0

In the world of Elder Lord, the position of an emperor seemed to have special meaning.0

Before harmony was attained among the species in the continent, an emperor was always involved whenever a big war occurred.0

In the war between humans and orcs in which Leyteno Pacrinche took part, the humans had an emperor, and the war only came to an end through his death.0

“Crockta.”0

“Hmm?”0

“Do you plan to participate in the proxy war?” asked Tiyo.0

Crockta had already told Vigo, the knight of Alaste, that he needed to think about it first. Crockta bemoaned the request to join a dangerous battle from someone he had recently met, yet he could discern the urgency behind the plea.0

“I’m not sure. I tried to refuse, but I thought I’d think about it first since the matter would affect everyone, not just Alaste.”0

“You’re right. Considering what the humans are gravitating toward, the continent will soon fall into disarray.”0

Emperors ruled by force. War...0