A translucent screen appeared before Louis, and several lines of text flashed across it.
[Daily intelligence update complete] [1: Remnants of the Northern Frontier's old nobility have gathered in secret at Viscount Firth's summons, attempting to unite against the newly appointed Commandery Governor Louis. Each noble harbors ulterior motives.] [2: Under coercion from the Snow Oath, Baron Vira led thirty-five former subordinates in a surprise attack on Firth Manor, capturing twelve nobles attending the gathering alive.] [3: Baron Vira has been forced to lead thirty-five members of the Snow Oath south. They plan to attack Red Tide Fief today and attempt to capture Commandery Governor Louis alive.] [4: An epidemic of "White Sleep Fever" has appeared in Cold Fir Fief in the north. Unless dealt with promptly, it will rapidly spread throughout Snowpeak Commandery, with unimaginable consequences.]
Every piece of intelligence in this Daily Intelligence System update was a bombshell.
Louis had been leaning against the headboard, but he sat bolt upright when he saw the first entry.
The Northern Frontier's old nobles were joining forces against him.
"They're fucking trying to isolate me..." he muttered.
Louis had originally thought that since Duke Edmund had appointed him Commandery Governor, he ought to shoulder the responsibility.
With Snowpeak Commandery in desperate need of rebuilding, this was precisely when its lords should share resources and weather the difficulties together.
Yet these people... had actually conspired in secret, trying to feign obedience while stripping him of his authority?
"People really are treacherous."
He quickly began considering countermeasures, only to break into a laugh when he read the second entry.
Baron Vira had launched a surprise attack on Firth Manor, and twelve nobles had been captured alive to be sacrificed.
"So the Snow Oath has already locked them all in cages. That