Lieutenant General Jaeger Sobek, who had just arrived at the Holy Tree Palace, waited for the autopilot and port AI to guide his official vessel into harbor.
As he sat aboard the ship, he was still thinking about his conversation three days earlier with his old comrade, General Leniya Tanlian, at the Grand Marshal's residence in Swordplain City, within the Imperial Capital's inner ring.
"In short, you need to understand, Jaeger: the situation in the Imperial Capital is still very delicate. Duke Bairien's fleet will arrive before June, followed by the feudal lords' relief fleet led by Duke Yarosang. According to the Senate's deliberations, both of them should have seats on the Regency Council."
"Um, what exactly is the difference between this so-called Regency Council and the Privy Council?" Sobek, who came from an ordinary family, really didn't understand the ins and outs of it.
He was already an earl, and supposedly the Heraldry Office was even discussing granting him an official title.
By then, the small-town exam ace from the colonies, Jaeger Sobek, would be a true hereditary feudal lord. He could receive a residence in the Imperial Capital, automatically hold a seat in the Senate's Upper House, and own fiefs and estates. He would be one of the Empire's upper-class elite.
Hadn't he achieved the greatest goal he'd set himself as a child—"restoring the family's fortunes"?
Even so, at heart he was still an exam ace, and knew very little about the Empire's core affairs of state.
But his old comrade, General Tanlian, was the eldest daughter of the Duke of Tanlian's family. Surely she would know.
"Actually, I don't know either," the female general replied with an air of haughty certainty.
As expected of a duke's daughter—even her haughtiness had such style! Sobek could only smile, speechless.