“The emperor has less than three months to live…”0

Randol’s head hung low, unable to accept what Karyl had just said. He seemed to be in a state of utter confusion. As a commoner by birth, his loyalty to the emperor wasn’t as deep as that of the noble knights. 0

For him, his family and house were of greater importance. The princes, despite sharing the same blood, were ready to point swords at each other’s throats over their own interests. 0

Ironically, it was precisely because the MacGovern brothers didn’t share blood that they could be more devoted to their house than to blood ties, under the pillar of Kuwell MacGovern.0

Of course, I am excluded from that circle, both in war and in this life.0

Karyl, on the other hand, had little affection for his family. He had fought on countless battlefields for humanity, but to his family, he had always been an outsider and now even more so.0

Martte struggled with his feelings of inferiority toward Karyl, even though he had acknowledged him, and Tiren saw him as an enemy. For Randol, Karyl had been a target for revenge. Laying it all out, they were less like family and more like strangers.0

“...”0

The way Martte and Tiren treated him now wasn’t much different from his previous life. In that sense, his relationship with...0