Jaeger Sobaek really was a man blessed with good fortune. His ancestors had been members of the Empire's great houses, though the family had fallen into decline, leaving him with a background no different from that of an ordinary minor noble or citizen. Yet his career had flourished, and his prospects had been bright. In his previous life, before the volunteer army had put him through the wringer, he had become an Imperial admiral before he was even fifty.
Of course, just when he was one step away from becoming a marshal, he suffered defeat after defeat at the hands of Teacher Yang, Old Tan, and the rest of the 830 Party. He lost at least thirteen dreadnoughts and two Titans to the volunteer army. Even so, his chief of staff, adjutants, flagship captains, and even his head of security had all been replaced several times over; he'd gone through several flagships, too, yet he kept fighting on the front lines of the "rebellion suppression" campaign until he was captured at last and earned himself the title of "a good friend of the people of Earth."
Of course, since he had never harmed civilians or prisoners of war, and had even used military rations to help disaster victims on several occasions, he was, all in all, a gentleman. So even during the two years he spent as a prisoner, no one gave him a hard time. In fact, he even put on a little weight.
To be fair, aside from being no good at war and lacking the resolve to fight to the death, the man really was a talent—and certainly a lucky one. His good fortune carried him through being sent by Her Majesty the Empress to mine in the Black Labor sector, and even brought him back onto